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Test 6.
EMOTION After the discussions with Lucas, he seems calm enough; any visible nerves around you, muted though they may have been, seem gone entirely by now, and he seems sure that Mesprit will be able to make the right decision when it comes to what to do. Besides, even if it isn't displayed prominently it's clear that he's concerned about it; whatever is making it affect the Pokémon in the cave like this is more than a bit of a worry, even if the feelings flooding though those of you here haven't stopped, either - the sense that things will be okay somehow, the odd comforting presence, hasn't faded. Perhaps it's a good sign for things to come. Perhaps it's promising, perhaps it's meant to be an invitation. Perhaps it's a request for help. Either way, Lucas recalls Torterra - he isn't immune to the despondency flooding through the cavern either, though it seems it's taken a little bit longer to hit him - and he'll gesture for you to follow him; he weaves easily through the stalagmite structures everywhere, and after a while the lot of you will become aware of an area emanating a warm glow in front of what looks like another corridor. It's soft and pink, and looks more like a dim light than anything solid; however, touching it or pushing against it will prove to be like trying to move a steel wall reinforced with concrete, using nothing but your bare hands. In other words, for a soft pink glow, it's very, very firm. Lucas shifts a bit in front of it. "This is it. I've been working on it for a few days now, but nothing really seems to work - I've tried teleporting around it, but that doesn't work, and Pokémon moves won't break it at all. "I really think Mesprit is back there; we need to help it." Do your best; that's all anyone asks of you right now. |
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As I said I am... a princess of Hyrule. [ ... ] My name is Zelda, as I also said. Zelda is a hereditary name - a name given to princesses of Hyrule, and a name which served as a symbol of the destiny that stood out before me. That Calamity which threatened my kingdom and its people, it had been foretold when I was very young, and I had my role to play in that conflict. A role that I always felt - ... a role that was shown, again and again, I was ill-suited to. As I am speaking to you, I was to speak to the gods and ancient spirits of Hyrule, and to awaken a power dormant within him an inheritance from ancient times to help seal the darkness. But try as I might, that power never manifested.
[ . . . ] I had friends. I had a passion - ever have I loved to study the natural world, and the ancient technology of the lost Sheikah society. I wanted to be a scholar! But every one of those things, though I did hold them all dear - all of those must be secondary to the duty that I failed to meat the gods' standards of. ... My father's standards of. Or... so it felt then.
In the end... I was able to awaken that power, and it was because of my desire to help Link and to save my people. I did my duty. But I suppose... those scars, the memory of those days still walk with me, things I must still bear even now. [ A beat and she more quietly admits, ] ... Even now, I worry that you shall fall silent. Or that I shall not be of assistance to those who walk here with me.
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There's a sense of understanding there - a feeling of empathy with that sort of condition, having responsibilities and duties to those around you and feeling like you've failed those around you when it was most important. And with those sensations come more thoughts, hazy at the edges and non-intrusive.
Feelings like that often stay with people. Even when they're no longer true, or when things have changed, the scars linger and the pain remains. It doesn't mean anything bad about you. Or that you can't help now. Even if you failed in the past, people will still love you.]
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Rationally, perhaps even emotionally, she knows these things. She's fairly self-aware about (at least some of) her own failings. But being aware of something isn't the same as fixing it... if there even is fixing to be done.
... An idea strikes her. ]
... I suspect he shall not speak up on his own behalf, he does tend to keep quiet in the back in times like this. But shall I tell you about one of our companions here, Jake?
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There's not much of a pause before Mesprit's answer comes, soft and hazy as always; yes, that would be nice.]
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I suppose it seems like a hard change in topics, but I would not want it to be thought that he does not- is not as in tune with things as the rest of us. Rin and Camillia and the others can and shall say their own pieces.
[ Honestly, if anything, she sort of wants to go and hold their hands. But right now, she keeps herself in her pious position, speaking softly. ]
It is not my place place to divulge what is deeper than is apparent about the man, and so forgive me if this is vague. ... He is a man from a place which demanded him to adapt early in life, where violence is the way to survive. Violence, and his growth as a warrior are thus his stock and trade, becoming adept at dealing with the monsters of his world, creatures that move only for infection and hunger, a world apart from both humans and Pokémon.
Much as my own regrets linger with me, those horrors linger with him. Often, I've seen him up all hours of the night, watching over us. He holds himself on guard on our behalf, and while his temper can flare, that temper in turn often is in regard for others. A desire to help the powerless, a desire to stand for people and to ensure what is right might come to pass. ... In other words, that man's heart is very kind, despite the rough edges to his demeanor and his words.
... He is very reliable. And I am eternally grateful for the assurance and the support he has given me over these three months of our journey so far. Surely, I should be in a much more sorry state without it.
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but like
in a good way)
That said, there's a pause from Mesprit; this is...this is really cute okay, what the hell.
...It's good of you to speak up for those who won't.]
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Honestly, many people have guided me on this journey. Camilla has been supportive of me this whole time, as has Emmeryn and Chelsea for everyone. Rin has been a wonderful friend. Kayneth's insights and passions have spurred me to want to foster my own all the greater. Kazuma and Aya show such strength that I cannot help but be envious. Yuri and Bucky and Keith all similarly use their history as warriors for our benefit. ... Everyone here has taken steps along the way, and the resolve and camaraderie I've found among them reminds me of a time I have long since passed by.
[ . . . ]
... I realize it is presumptuous of me to say this to you most of all. But I believe you can be assured -- or no, at least I believe that we can play our part to save this world.
[ The world, no doubt, shall need to step it up on its own. But they've encountered many people who, with a little push, will be prepared to do that. Maylene. Azelf. ... Uxie, even if she got cross with it. Lucas. Rowan apparently. ... Cynthia. Possibly even Saturn on some level. Shaymin. Regigigas. And smaller heroes - the people of Pastoria, the welcoming people of Snowpoint. The teacher in Jubilife. ]
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You can do well for this world, I think. Even if it isn't yours, even if you aren't obligated to. There's a lot of love in all of you, even those that have difficulty with it or are slow to admit it.]
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She smiles a little, and gets up from her prayer position to put a hand on the barrier, trying to express something back for the mental and emotional sensation she's gotten. ]
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Uxie had been distressed that you three were not loved. Respected and honored, but not individually appreciated. I wonder... if perhaps that ought to change, from here.
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Respect and honor are a form of love, but not the sort that Uxie is thinking of. Uxie tends to draw distinctions that the rest of us do not. While it is a being of reason, being able to see things the way that it does means that it understands things differently. I didn't...realize, that Uxie felt that way. There's shame in that, in not knowing.]
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... Perhaps. Though all of you come from such difference places, perfected understanding is impossible. To Uxie, it sounded like Azelf was naive for their own viewpoint. That too... well, that too is simply a result of people being who they are.
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"People being who they are" is a good way to explain it. Even we aren't immune to it.]