Week 10.

[azumods]

WEEK 10 You've found a few new friends this past week, and along with them, a new town to explore. Granted, there doesn't seem to be much, particularly when compared to the cities you started out in; at the same time, the air is fresh with the scent of flowers and honey wafting on the breeze. Along with the usual Pokémon that can be found in populated areas, it seems that several Combees have made their home here - they can be found drifting along idly, seeming no more capable of true emotion than anyone or anything else, but perhaps they're trying their best. It's a little difficult to say; they are still bees, after all. That said, the world continues to change around you, bit by bit; you still have a long way to go before you've saved everyone, but for the time being you should probably recharge, and take some time to sort through what should happen next. Talking to the locals may net you the information that there's something odd about the meadow north of town; perhaps a few of you should go to check it out... CURRENT LOCATION: FLOAROMA TOWN POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week ten 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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[bloodspent]

I doubt he would've wanted to hear anything I had to say to him.

[...]

I would've told him that Mom is dead and it's his goddamn fault. I'd have asked him why he left, if he just got bored or if he had better shit to do or if he had to, for some reason. I probably would've threatened to shoot him; I don't think I'd actually do it, but I'd consider for longer than anybody's comfortable with.

What about you?

[greydients]

[...good god, Jake, that is A Lot-]

...I can see what you mean by 'really bad person'.

[...oh, right, her answer-]

I'd just ask them why I was less important than alcohol. That's why they sold me - drinking money.

[It's said in a very matter-of-fact manner; she's cried enough over that little tidbit.]

...maybe it's a good thing we won't get the chance.

[bloodspent]

...I'll tell you one day, what I mean by "really bad person." It's... I don't know. There's a lot to unpack there, in a way where it's probably better to throw out the whole damn suitcase. But I'll tell you sometime.

[...Yeah.]

Jesus Christ, though, that's fucked up. Being sold like that. ...I'm sorry, for what it's worth.

[greydients]

[That actually makes Rey laugh softly.]

It's alright. I won't say I've come to terms with it, but it is what it is.

[...]

...thank you, though. It's nice to hear that kind of reaction. You know, that it's awful. The last person I spoke to about it wasn't quite that sympathetic.

[To put it mildly. Jerk.]

And you can tell me about your father whenever you're ready. Whatever you want to tell me is fine - it's your story.

I'll listen.

[bloodspent]

The last couple people I talked to about my dad have been... Well, with Sherry it came out in the middle of a fight, and the other guy I talked to was the guy that murdered him. Not exactly happy conversations.

I appreciate it, though. Sometimes that's really all you want people to do - listen, and maybe tell you that shit sucks. It goes a long way.