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bravenewworld2015-06-06 12:10 pm
hallacious) wrote in bravenewworld2015-06-06 12:10 pm
3rd Order; action
[It isn't that unusual to find Ishimaru out for a walk on the weekends, but this time he isn't the one leading the pack. Truthfully, he hasn't been acting quite the same ever since he came back from Sanctuary. Worry lines were creased deep into his forehead, dark bags became more prevalent under his eyes, and even in class he seemed distant, far away. If he'd been sleeping at all, it hadn't been well. Some part of the prefect just seemed fundamentally broken, and it's clear he's been trying to pick himself up, but to no success.
His Blaziken and his Watchog have taken that initiative for him this time, trying to cheer their trainer up. Even his usually curious and impulsive Blaziken was hanging back just a little, holding Ishimaru's hand gently in his talon and guiding him along. Watchog is perhaps a little less on-task, occasionally running off as she spots a candy wrapper in a trash bin, but her trainer seems too drained to properly discipline her.
In the end, it had been Yukiko's evolution that saved them - not the efforts and passions of an ordinary man, but the epitome of natural, in-born talent, the kind he could never hope to gain. And as grateful as he is for her sacrifice, to be alive, as grateful as he is that everyone else is alive, there's a voice in the back of his mind telling him he failed. Failed his city, failed his family, but most of all, failed everything he believes in. That's not even taking into account the atrocities committed by Sanctuary, those horrors he can barely stand to stomach, wildly different than any of his first impressions of the place.
War leaves a lot to weigh on your mind.]
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His Blaziken and his Watchog have taken that initiative for him this time, trying to cheer their trainer up. Even his usually curious and impulsive Blaziken was hanging back just a little, holding Ishimaru's hand gently in his talon and guiding him along. Watchog is perhaps a little less on-task, occasionally running off as she spots a candy wrapper in a trash bin, but her trainer seems too drained to properly discipline her.
In the end, it had been Yukiko's evolution that saved them - not the efforts and passions of an ordinary man, but the epitome of natural, in-born talent, the kind he could never hope to gain. And as grateful as he is for her sacrifice, to be alive, as grateful as he is that everyone else is alive, there's a voice in the back of his mind telling him he failed. Failed his city, failed his family, but most of all, failed everything he believes in. That's not even taking into account the atrocities committed by Sanctuary, those horrors he can barely stand to stomach, wildly different than any of his first impressions of the place.
War leaves a lot to weigh on your mind.]
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But still...the sheer amount of emotional beatings she's been receiving from the struggles and attempts at growth have been staggering. This last venture in particular left a lot of unanswered questions--did they do the right thing? What would the gods think of them right now? Was there even a right choice in this matter?
Maka dislikes unanswered questions about as much as she dislikes leaving books unfinished, and this last go around has caused many sleepless nights in its wake.
She's not the only one, obviously. It'd be foolish and selfish to ever assume she's the only one. Though it's tempting to just lock herself in her house and never come out, Maka presses on with her routine--a daily walk among them, her Luxray and Meowstic walking on either side of her as usual. She didn't seek out Ishimaru, exactly, but seeing him and the nearly tangible cloud of gloom around him is enough to prompt an approach and fall into step.]
Good morning, everyone. Where are you all off to? [As a Kindred Soul, her instinct is usually to address trainers and their Pokemon as a collective group.]