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Week 17.
WEEK 17 There are disturbances in Veilstone. Although perhaps saying that there are disturbances in Veilstone is understating it; the first thing that's going to be immediately noticeable is the fact that there are few to no people outside of their residences. They're still there, they're definitely present in town, and it doesn't look like Team Galactic has done any mass recruitment recently; at the same time, they don't seem inclined to leave their homes unless their task is absolutely necessary. The reasons why will soon become apparent, the longer you remain in the city; soft bursts of force will ripple across the city from time to time, and every time they do something shifts. The edges of buildings will suddenly decay, aging before your eyes into something that seems to have been abandoned for years; sometimes parts of the streets will vanish as you walk, turning into something hard and rocky, seemingly still untouched by human intervention. Occasionally the leaves will turn bright colors and drop off of the trees, only to regrow anew again almost immediately. Perhaps most tellingly is the fact that your concept of the passage of time is no longer entirely halted - you're aware that time is certainly passing, though it's difficult to say in what direction. It's obvious now more than ever that time exists in a sort of fourth dimension, coming at the world from a different angle entirely to the more planar space that you're still not certain you're perceiving correctly; throughout all of this, the Team Galactic base remains sealed. Whatever it is you're going to do about this, you might want to formulate a plan of some sort this week. POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY [OOC: Welcome to week seventeen of Azume; feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend.] |
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[He doesn't seem like he's judging Michael any for having said it; it is what it is, really.]
It's hard for me to really follow that sort of thing - I guess because I went the other way once I decided I didn't care if I lived or died. No one liked me, I didn't like myself, so I decided I was just gonna be invincible. Willingly doing something like all this, knowing how it's gonna end, seems really...
[...really...something.]
...I can't really get handing over control of my life to someone else like that, I guess is what it comes down to.
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It's dumb. Not like he didn't have anybody at all, there was always Toxicroak. Maybe that's not the same thing as having other humans around, I don't know...
[What's he got in his pockets? He rifles around a little, comes out with a coin, and flips it off the roof just to watch it hit the ground.]
They're both kinda a way of sticking it to the world, right? Your version makes more sense to me, too, though. Whatever happens, you'll still be yourself in the end. That's important. [.....] Maybe he just didn't have the...heh. Maybe he didn't have the spirit to make his own goals. Had to latch onto someone else.
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Yeah, maybe. Kind of like the Liberation Army, I guess - we had our share of guys that were there because they believed in the cause, and a bunch of others that just needed a cause to believe in.
[He still doesn't sound like he's judging, though; again, it just sort of is what it is.]
I've always been really big on dying on my own terms. Still am. I just have a lot more to stick around for at this point.
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[...]
So. Liberation Army, huh?
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Yeah. Edonia's been trying to do the democracy thing for a while now, and people aren't too fond of that. It's more or less a shot at a coup by the communists.
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[He's kidding, but also like...seriously]
I've never heard of an Edonia. Is it in Europe?
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[Their worlds always have seemed fairly similar, if you scrape all the nightmares off of Jake's.]
How about you? You believe in their cause?
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[Shrug!]
They paid me to be there; it was my job to pick off the Americans that were insisting on interfering with everything. Pretty easy until Sherry landed in my fucking lap and got me involved with the Americans whose heads I'd been popping off like dandelions. Switched sides really easily after that.
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[Game over. Morality. Stuff.]
How'd you meet her, anyway?
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I guess she was looking for me? Like I said, I'm...apparently kind of a big deal back home, only I didn't know I was a big deal at the moment. Apparently Uncle Sam did, though, since they sent her into Edonia after me. She found me shooting myself up with viruses in some warehouse somewhere and proceeded to get me involved in a fight with that thing that I ended up kicking into an exploding lava pit six months later.
So it wasn't exactly love at first sight or anything, it was more this tiny blonde American girl refusing to get out of my face until I came with her to take care of some stuff. I charged her fifty million dollars for it.
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[He remembers your fifty bucks.]
That's a pretty hilarious mental picture. Tiny girl, hardened mercenary...what're you, six-three?
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Something like that, yeah. She's like...I dunno, a foot shorter than me? She's real cute. I've got pictures of her and stuff on my phone.
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Man, I'd love to see that! Eleanor, she's about this tall - [She's 5'1'' and he gestures accordingly.] - what is it about tiny blonde human women? They're firecrackers!
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[He grins, though it softens after a moment.]
You two are gonna be alright.