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[002]- Ecruteak Inn (Video/Action)

[Angel held up a small hand, waving to the screen that she faced. Since the last time she posted, her cheeks had filled out a little, and the shadows beneath her eyes had faded. While the ghosts of whatever had befallen her in another life still remained -- her eyes are still sad, and the hair on the side of her head has yet to make any significant strides growth wise -- this time, she was smiling at whoever found her feed.]

[Also since her last post, her flock had increased. Behind her, a blue flabebe floated by, occasionally brushing over Angel with her flower. Each time, Angel's eyes crinkled, a laugh catching in her throat. An eevee, still rather young, rested in her lap, napping pleasantly. A sentret scurried around beside her, chasing after Mari in a simple game of tag.]

Hello, friends. It has been awhile since my last post. [At the sound of her voice, each pokemon stopped what it was doing, giving her a quick glance before going about their business once more.] I figured it best to post something a bit more positive after my last... announcement.

I am doing well. I am happy and safe and I have a great many friends. [The flabebe gave a cheerful cry, reaffirming her statement] But that does not mean that I am not welcome to more friends, of course!

I just... wanted everyone to know. There are so many wonderful people here, and I would love to get to know you under better circumstances so... take this as your invitation to talk to me! Whenever you want!

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[Unlike Angel, Krieg doesn't spend much time thinking about the future. Or any time thinking about it, really. Living in the present is typically enough to take up all of his attention. He's always left "the future" up to the other people around him, especially once Jack had been killed.

She's beside him and brushing her fingers over his arm again, and he's not sure why. He doesn't mind it, of course, and he supposes it doesn't really matter why, in the end.

Still, she's done it twice now. It's obvious - even to Krieg - that there's a lot on her mind. Whether or not she wants to share it is up to her. She knows by now that if she wants to talk, then he wants to listen...although if she needs advice on something, he may not have any to offer.

He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, and then turns in place to face her and holds out his hand, palm up and fingers relaxed.]

No rush! The lake's not going anywhere!

[Angel stared at his hand for only a moment, held back by her earlier thoughts for only a second, before placing her hand in his. Once again, she found herself marveling at the vast difference between the two of them. Everything about him was so large, and her so small.]

[At least she didn't have to worry about any threats. The assassin back at the inn was certainly fearsome, but she would take Krieg's raw might in an instant. At least everyone knew, immediately, that he was trouble.]

Who knows, Krieg. The strangest things come alive here. Perhaps the lake itself might pick up and walk off.

[She laughed to herself, relieved that whatever dark thoughts had been present earlier seemed to have dissipated. She would undoubtedly toil over them later, but for now...]

[For now she needed only to focus on this.]

Do you suppose Murder Chicken could fight an entire lake on his own?

[He closes his fingers - carefully - around her small hand when she places it in his.

He then grins under his mask at her supposition about the lake, and outright laughs when she brings up his Pokemon.]

Mnahahaha! Murder Chicken would crush it!

[There's 100% confidence over here, folks!

And now, hand-in-hand, he oh-so-gently and briefly tugs her arm - shall they resume their walk?]

And I'd crush it, too!

[There's no way he would let the little orange bird have all the fun if, indeed, a monster as big as the lake were to show up.]

[The girl needed no more encouragement. She trailed after him, smile still plastered upon her lips. The distraction was welcome, and after only a few moments, her troubled thoughts had ebbed completely.]

With only your bare hands?

[While her voice hinted at some amount of doubt, there was none in her heart. Krieg could do anything, as far as she was concerned. Not only did he have the sheer amount of strength, but she knew he also had the confidence. There was no dissuading Krieg from a hopeless task.]

[It was just another reason she enjoyed being around him. It was hard to feel hopeless when Krieg believed he could pummel something like a walking lake.]

[Another laugh erupted from her lips.]

I would help in whatever way I could. I am sure we could handle it together. Just like the old days.

[Despite the darkness that loomed over most of her memories, there was still something pleasant about the days in which she could lend the Vault Hunters a hand. It had always been nice, feeling like she was apart of something.]

[Walking hand-in-hand with Angel makes Krieg smile too, although his expression is hidden as always by the mask he continues to wear.]

Don't have my axe, so it'd have to be! Fists and feet and elbows and knees and teeth!

[He's never actually used his teeth for fighting...at least, not that he remembers. Not since he met Maya, anyway. But he's got them, and they're in perfect working order, even if his mask makes the action of biting difficult.

...Although, truthfully, the mask is easy enough to remove.]

Mnahaha! Yes! Psycho and Siren make a good team!

[It doesn't matter that his elemental affinity and her siren powers have been suppressed by this place. He still has his muscles, and she still has her brain, and they're both perfectly adaptable. He's confident they can work things out between them, whatever those "things" might happen to be.]

Yes they do. [She'd seen it in action, the way Krieg had once meshed his skills with the blue-haired Siren. Maya had been a lot stronger than her, a lot different. But it didn't mean that they weren't ill-matched.]

We make a good team.

[Still, the thought of Maya brings back some amount of negativity. It was good to have Krieg, good to have the others, but what of their remaining allies? Was Maya faring well? Had Zer0 found any amount of satisfaction?]

Do you ever miss them? [Angel glanced up at Krieg, an eyebrow raised.] Our friends, I mean.

Good team, best team!

[He doesn't actually outright laugh when he says that, but there is an undercurrent of laughter in his voice as he pronounces the words.

And then she asks her next question, putting into words his feelings for the past months. The laughter dies away, and there's a small hesitation in his legs between one step and the next, the tiniest twitch of his hand on hers. He turns his head to look at her, then just as quickly turns away again, his gaze back to the path in front of them.]

Yes.

[She nodded slowly, a gesture meant mostly for herself. For him, she offered a squeeze of his hand, hardly making a difference in the bulky thing he called a palm. She hoped he understood it, at the very least.]

Perhaps they will find themselves here one day. [Even as she spoke, she both sounded and felt doubtful. Great as it might have been to have Maya or Axton here, she doubted she would be so lucky. Johto might have been some sort of paradise, but it had chosen to give her Jack instead of anyone else. She couldn't hope for much.]

[But then, she had Krieg as well, so perhaps she should be holding her breath.]

[Nevertheless, Angel felt a small shiver of guilt work its way through her. She gave him a look, one filled with both regret and apologies, before turning her gaze away once more.]

I should not dwell on what I do not have. This... this is enough. Life is enough.

[At least, it should have been.]

[Oh, he felt that hand squeeze, and he knows what it means. He misses the look she turns on him, because she's on his blind side and he's looking straight ahead, but he can kind of sense it, anyway, maybe from the feeling of her hand in his.

He squeezes her hand in return - carefully, always carefully - and turns his head briefly to look at her again, the expression in his eye thoughtful. She's watching their path, or at least looking ahead, so he returns his gaze forward too.]

Mng...Normal to want more.

[He thinks, anyway. He's pretty sure.]

To share good things with friends.

Perhaps.

[She shrugged her shoulder, the one free from his hand. She wasn't entirely convinced by his words. It felt selfish to want so much. She was holding the hand of a good friend, but she wanted more. She was alive, and yet she was bitter that she had to spend a portion of that life arguing with her father.]

[It felt silly to do.]

For now we will just have to share these things. And if the others come, we can show them together, right?

[It was hard to imagine there being any time in the future without Krieg. Athena and Janey were friends, but Angel didn't know if she could see herself with them in a few months time. Krieg had already followed her across the small island they found themselves on. It was not so unimaginable that he would continue to do so.]

Yes!

[He can definitely, happily agree to that.

He has no other goals or purpose anymore, other than to see Angel smile, happy and safe and whole. Maybe that wouldn't be enough for most people, but for Krieg, it's exactly what he needs. After all he's been through, after all the pain and violence and bloodshed he's both witnessed and caused, to be able to - for lack of a better word, retire - in such a manner, well. It's more than he could have ever dreamed.

If Angel has a hard time picturing a future without Krieg, Krieg can't even imagine one without Angel.]

We'll share all the things! And then share again when our friends catch up!

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[002]- Ecruteak Inn (Video/Action)

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