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victory_road2018-03-06 04:11 pm
brokencode) wrote in victory_road2018-03-06 04:11 pm
Sail With Me (March Catch All)
Who: Angel, Cissnei, Krieg and You?
Where: The Sevii Islands
When: End of February into Early March
Summary: Angel attempts to mend some damaged bonds.
Log:
i. This is how I show my love (Closed to Cissnei)
[It took some consideration, picking an island to spend the day at. Nearly ever location offered some sort of advantage, but ultimately, the seclusion of Two appealed most to the girl.
She didn't bother to tell anyone that she's on the islands, at least not outside of Cissnei. She'd made a promise, and after having broken so many over the past few months, she was determined to at least get this one right.
Which was why, as she stepped off of the ferry and into the open air market, she felt the slightest pang of loneliness. It took her just a second to swallow it down and shove it to the back of her mind, focusing instead on the new sights.
And, of course, seeking out her friend.]
ii. This is how an angel cries (Closed to Krieg)
[Of course, Cissnei wasn't the only person on her list that she needed to see. Things had been difficult between herself and Krieg, thanks to her own unwillingness to accept forgiveness. Even if she'd patched things over with him to a degree, things still weren't what they were at this time last year.
Not anymore.
There was still a chance that she could make things right, though. Krieg still cared about her, and she felt the same about him. Furthermore, if her theory was correct, she wouldn't have to worry about incidents like the one that had befallen them a few months prior.
Maybe with all of that in mind, she could allow things to go back to normal.
First things first, though, she had to find him. She'd sent him a message saying that she'd arrived on the island, which meant he likely wouldn't be far by now. She turned her gaze toward the sky first, looking for Torch Dragon first, then back to the ground in case he had opted to run himself.]
iii. Maybe I should cry for help
[A year and a half had given Angel a number of skills that she never would have dreamed of. She was able to jog relatively long distances, and found that she was (or at least used to be) a wonderful nurturer. Unfortunately, cooking and baking had still managed to elude her, despite her best efforts.
Anyone near the kitchen would probably smell smoke, followed by a clatter and then a frustrated sigh. If anyone entered, they'd find a pan of cupcakes cast to the side, with only one deemed salvageable. That particular cupcake was quickly speared with candle and then set alight.]
Happy Birthday. [And just as quick as the flame is ignited, she blows it out.]
iv. Maybe I'm not listening (Network)
[The video clicked on with little announcement, and panned to show Angel and Adorababy sitting across from one another. The sylveon lifted and licked his paw, attempting to groom himself. His feelers are noticeably droopy, twisting almost lethargically now and again, but otherwise making no effort to reach out to his trainer.
It was a stark difference compared to the Sylveon from months prior, who likely wouldn't have let his trainer go far without wrapping a tendril around her wrist and walking with her.
Still, it was the first time he'd been on camera since November. That... had to mean something, right?
After a long period of silence, Angel lifted her hand, reaching out toward the creature gingerly, but not daring to actually make contact. The sylveon regarded the offering for only a moment, before returning to his grooming session.
It didn't take long for her hand to drop once more.]
He still isn't reacting to touch, and Skagbait barely wants to be in the same room as me. But they are out, for now.
I know I spurned their trust, and that time will likely be the only remedy but... Is there anything else that I can do?
Where: The Sevii Islands
When: End of February into Early March
Summary: Angel attempts to mend some damaged bonds.
Log:
i. This is how I show my love (Closed to Cissnei)
[It took some consideration, picking an island to spend the day at. Nearly ever location offered some sort of advantage, but ultimately, the seclusion of Two appealed most to the girl.
She didn't bother to tell anyone that she's on the islands, at least not outside of Cissnei. She'd made a promise, and after having broken so many over the past few months, she was determined to at least get this one right.
Which was why, as she stepped off of the ferry and into the open air market, she felt the slightest pang of loneliness. It took her just a second to swallow it down and shove it to the back of her mind, focusing instead on the new sights.
And, of course, seeking out her friend.]
ii. This is how an angel cries (Closed to Krieg)
[Of course, Cissnei wasn't the only person on her list that she needed to see. Things had been difficult between herself and Krieg, thanks to her own unwillingness to accept forgiveness. Even if she'd patched things over with him to a degree, things still weren't what they were at this time last year.
Not anymore.
There was still a chance that she could make things right, though. Krieg still cared about her, and she felt the same about him. Furthermore, if her theory was correct, she wouldn't have to worry about incidents like the one that had befallen them a few months prior.
Maybe with all of that in mind, she could allow things to go back to normal.
First things first, though, she had to find him. She'd sent him a message saying that she'd arrived on the island, which meant he likely wouldn't be far by now. She turned her gaze toward the sky first, looking for Torch Dragon first, then back to the ground in case he had opted to run himself.]
iii. Maybe I should cry for help
[A year and a half had given Angel a number of skills that she never would have dreamed of. She was able to jog relatively long distances, and found that she was (or at least used to be) a wonderful nurturer. Unfortunately, cooking and baking had still managed to elude her, despite her best efforts.
Anyone near the kitchen would probably smell smoke, followed by a clatter and then a frustrated sigh. If anyone entered, they'd find a pan of cupcakes cast to the side, with only one deemed salvageable. That particular cupcake was quickly speared with candle and then set alight.]
Happy Birthday. [And just as quick as the flame is ignited, she blows it out.]
iv. Maybe I'm not listening (Network)
[The video clicked on with little announcement, and panned to show Angel and Adorababy sitting across from one another. The sylveon lifted and licked his paw, attempting to groom himself. His feelers are noticeably droopy, twisting almost lethargically now and again, but otherwise making no effort to reach out to his trainer.
It was a stark difference compared to the Sylveon from months prior, who likely wouldn't have let his trainer go far without wrapping a tendril around her wrist and walking with her.
Still, it was the first time he'd been on camera since November. That... had to mean something, right?
After a long period of silence, Angel lifted her hand, reaching out toward the creature gingerly, but not daring to actually make contact. The sylveon regarded the offering for only a moment, before returning to his grooming session.
It didn't take long for her hand to drop once more.]
He still isn't reacting to touch, and Skagbait barely wants to be in the same room as me. But they are out, for now.
I know I spurned their trust, and that time will likely be the only remedy but... Is there anything else that I can do?
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ANGEL YOU MADE IT YOU'RE HERE!!!!
A Furfrou came next looking rather unimpressed with the Ninetales antics, glaring at him before her gaze shifted to Angel and she gave a pleasant bark in greeting.
Cissnei herself was not far behind, smiling warmly as the Togepi in her arms babbled and giggled delightedly.]
Angel! Welcome back to the islands! I hope the trip went well.
has it really been almost 20 days. i'm so sorry
Once she's done with Reno, she turns her attention to the Furfrou. Considering her brief bout of standoffish-ness, she doesn't immediately dive into petting her. Instead, she holds out a hand and waits for permission to offer pets.
Admittedly she... gets a little distracted when she sees Cissnei. Somehow, the woman always seems to be so vibrant. The sun of the islands only seems to help that.
Is she grinning? Blushing? How embarrassing.]
It's good to be here. I'm only sorry that it took so long. [She neglects to answer the question about the journey. She still isn't that great on boats, but hopefully a little time on the islands would help that.]
<3!!! It's all good, darlin!
Said Furfrou just snorts at him before trotting up to bump her nose against Angel's hand and give it a greeting lick. It's not you, Angel darling, it's the fox. Seriously. He's just a mess of a Pokemon.]
Things have been hectic for all of us in one way or another. It's good to see you again. [She makes a note to ask about the trip itself again a little later, once Angel is settled. For now she just stops in front of her friend, her smile softening.]
Ready to get away from a boat for awhile-- [Shifting her Togepi into the crook of one arm, Cissnei offered Angel the other with a playful look in her eyes.] --M'lady?
I reject your starters and create my own
Occasionally, he reaches up to brush his hair behind his ear, but the motion is strictly habit. It's a recent change, but his hair has been cut short enough to leave his ears bare, the back of it barely curling against his collar. It's... it's quite the change, but he is slowly getting used to it. Well, apart from the habitual trying to tuck his too short hair behind his ear while engrossed in his book.
Of course, just because Armin isn't expecting any visitors, doesn't mean there might not be some waiting for him.]
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So Angel isn't treated to the sight of a maniacally laughing Psycho swooping in on dragon-back...this time. No, this time it's Krieg, on foot, running full-pelt towards her. Unlike during their too-brief meet up in Ecruteak, he doesn't have a small waddling red shadow today, so there's no holding back on the approach...or on contact. As soon as he's close enough he pulls her into his arms and hugs her tight, spinning in place for a round or two as he's done in more carefree times.]
Welcome back to paradise!
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It's different when she sees him, though. The grief, the longing and, above all, the absolute adoration comes surging back with a renewed vigor. Her eyes sting, her throat feels tight and for a second, she isn't sure what to do.
Ultimately, it's that unspoken wave of emotion that pushes Angel forward, as fast as she can manage. She slows only when she's a few feet from him, and only because running full-tilt into his chest would likely hurt her if not both of them.
But she doesn't hesitate in throwing her arms around him. And she laughs like she hasn't laughed in months when he spins her around.]
It is good to be back. [Though it's not the islands that she's thinking about. It's good to be back with him.]
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There's an ice cream shop right on the beach!
[Because clearly the first thing they need to do now that she's here is to get celebratory ice cream.
...As soon as he's finished hugging her. Even though the spinning's stopped, and he's shared that very important piece of information about the ice cream, he's not quite ready to let her go. It's been far, far too long since the last time they hugged.]