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AFTERMATH [ FUTURE | INVITE ONLY ]
POSTED ON Oct 22, 2018 14:21:24 GMT
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her hands aren't shaking any more.

the tremor died down the after a short time after she left the hospital because reigning her feelings onto a tight leash is perhaps one of the few personality characteristics she shared with her mother.

when the lift doors open, her movement is deliberate and slow as if facing a wild animal. is that not what it was? she saw the damage he had caused, and that isn't the work of the boy she knew once; closer than a brother.

persephone stood straight, blank mask for an expression. he knew her weaknesses as well as she did his.

she bit back fuck you, and instead said "explain."




(i guess...?)

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CHASITISE
POSTED ON Oct 22, 2018 4:51:41 GMT
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persephone tagged along for the social aspect, not to catch pokemon. it had been - what? - a decade or so since she had seen fernando in the field and besides, she wasn't designed for staying in a lab's cramped quarters for days.

"feel free to take your pick," she said, mostly to fernando and euthalia with a gesture of her hand. "i'll take the golduck, then."

her manectric appears at her feet in a burst of electric sparks, the attack on the golduck a classic opening for the two of the pair of them; thunder wave followed by a vicious wild charge.


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DELIVERANCE [ KANTO | INV | FLASHBACK | TRIGGER ]
POSTED ON Oct 21, 2018 12:09:00 GMT
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her kiss should be gentle or questioning, but it is everything but.

if he says he knows what he wants - her - he would receive it in full. you can't accuse her of not being earnest, and he should know what he's asking for if he still came to her.

elysia's hands were made to read long-forgotten stories, her fingers attuned to dust-covered surfaces and stone. they were not made to tell secrets on skin, the never lingering touch, feather-light and gone before it can leave any lingering feeling.

the sigh of a ghost in his ear.

guiding him is easy, but not getting lost herself in the journey is much harder. the strings connecting it all together through some cosmic causality - their individual actions, words unspoken - culminated as if predetermined.

as always, the act is easy, but living with the consequences may be nigh impossible. she thinks about crying for him in a distant, clinical way but cannot bring herself to regret it.

her lips hardly move. her "i love you," sounds like penance, rhetorical, she doesn't want him to answer.

she lies beside him, fingers linked, the fine white hair framing her face more stray than ever, her gaze still everywhere but on him.

the open atlas, the transcribed glyphs, the tomes he had brought her, the letter-opener, the research she didn't know she would never finish - one final full stop on the desk laying out her life.

but they're breathing, and they're together, and for some time, it's enough.




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diagram the light [mission]
POSTED ON Oct 21, 2018 5:47:49 GMT
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a thought is brought to its knees

like a mirror indiscernible
through the blossoms of gasoline
Bravest, dumbest, least lazy, he was correct in that in this instance it all seemed fairly synonymous given what they were about to do; words that could describe either of them in equal measure, presumably. She grins back. A cop with a sense of humour.

As he searched for the key among all the pockets his uniform seemed to hide, Persephone watched on with a soft smile, her vague daydream of breaking down the door shattered prematurely. Probably for the best considering they might have to repay for a new door if they had broken it, and this deep mahogany wood grain looked far from cheap to replace.

"Can't tell you I'm not disappointed," she admitted with a grin before stepping into the gloom ahead.

The room, what looked like an entrance hall with a grand chandelier overhead, looked like it had definitely seen better days - dust coated the inexplicably still furnished surfaces, cobwebs hung overhead like limp silken flags. Listening closer, Persephone could swear that she could her the tick tock of a clock though there didn't seem to be one in sight at all.

"Looks empty and unoccupied, case closed," she joked weakly even as she walked to the center of the hall with a pace that could almost be described as cautious. Stopping, she pulled out a pokeball and released the lucario - while he couldn't help if it were indeed a ghost, at the least he should be able to sense its location within the maze of rooms.

Persephone turned to look back at Zeke, pausing to blink away dust before speaking again. "What's your professional assessment, Detective?"

PHARAOH LEAP.
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DELIVERANCE [ KANTO | INV | FLASHBACK | TRIGGER ]
POSTED ON Oct 20, 2018 19:22:54 GMT
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she could have caught him by the arm, then, when he confessed with a reverence that felt expected by undeserved. and then what? the bittersweet taste of it that burned down her throat.

she let him leave the words on her skin, let the glance linger.

if she was a good person, she would have apologised and ended it there, overdue but explicit. it was selfish to continue, but elysia reasoned that she can't control the passions of others.

maybe she herself was damaged, one some level. maybe she was just not a very good person.

her guilt chewed at her bones regardless, but the heart wants what it wants.

--------


it's not a simple thing, to shed the shadow.

so well constructed that it was uncanny how it all fell together; the illusion of coincidence that his birthday was the exact day persephone had to go to slateport to pick up some files for her.

elysia says nothing about their vow, unspeakable to her, but she hadn't forgotten it. her promise, his words. calling it a contract would be too clinical and wouldn't relay the depth of sworn oath between them.

"you have to understand," she says calmly, though the flutter in her chest, in her veins, is anything but that. it's the only time she couldn't meet his eyes, and that alone was enough to make the shame catch in her throat.

"i can't be the one to say it, fernando. it has to be you. your choice."




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civil service [mis]
POSTED ON Oct 20, 2018 18:37:29 GMT
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she smiled at the joke, a weak twitch of the lips, but didn't comment further. sticking close by, she followed him to the shore, glad for the overcast sky. at least the heat wouldn't torture them or make the trash smell worse than it already did.

pleasantly surprised when he expressed knowledge of her name's origins, let alone the compliment, persephone paused to to beam at him. "i'm glad i don't have to explain it to you!" she exclaimed, having to trot to catch up again. he had long strides.

"i was born in spring after a atypically cold winter, my mother thought it appropriate." the addition felt too personal and a little bittersweet the moment it left her mouth, so she quickly changed the subject to him.

"now you tell me something about yourself, leon. favourite season? why you're picking rubbish up on a saturday morning in slateport? favourite city in hoenn?"

in groups of people, she tended to fall silent, content to listen and watch, but being in the company of someone with leon's gentle, maybe veering on shy disposition, made her feel comparatively extroverted and happy to fill the silence. maybe that's what they both needed, and he was trying too.

she went out closer to the water until the tide touched her bare feet when it came in; partially to swipe up any trash before it was taken out to see, partially to throw back any dumb pokemon that somehow got itself stranded out the water.


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perse
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DEBRIEF [POST RAID MEGATHREAD]
POSTED ON Oct 19, 2018 8:22:37 GMT
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persephone can't look straight at fernando, her eyes sliding at a vague point over his shoulder - the photograph. she averts her eyes quickly because that just burned even more.

she can scarcely focus on the video clips when she's being pulled in two directions; the memories that she had tried to drown resurfacing when faced with two of the people who she associated so strongly with her mother that the hollow ache in her chest became fresh and razor-sharp as if it had never gone.

Malcolm’s words snap persephone out of her reverie, and grateful for the direction ( because, more than anything, she needed to keep her hands occupied lest they start to shake ), she begins to write.

Dot points; the spectral wailord confirmed her expectation from back in the caverns when her own group came across the relicanth pedestal, a place of sacrifice, appeasement, pharmakoi?

She remembers the words on the door with striking clarity; ‘we owe all to the pokemon, who lost their lives here. to calm the storms, open the door with willing blood.’

"it is worth noting," she begins to say after malcolm, unbidden and somehow unapologetic in the flat matter-of-factness of her tone, something between economical and clipped.

"the door we passed through in the alternate entrance to the main cavern mentioned willing blood. the distinction between forced and offered sacrifice is pertinent to consider given that the carvings seemed to only picture figures who were showing signs of clear distress in their expressions."


≫ this is awkward?
≫ takes notes during the recap & while speaks
≫ chimes in with a recollection of the braille on the door


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fault lines
POSTED ON Oct 19, 2018 4:02:20 GMT
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ripples disturbing the waters broke perse out of her reverie atop one of the rock pillars, watching with sharp eyes as the shadow beneath the waves started to take shape.

a jellicent floating through the mist-touched waters, she finds herself wondering if her morbid thoughts summoned it to her. supposedly prone to preying on ships, the pokemon didn't seem particularly interested in her, pausing a fair distance away to raise its crown above the water seemingly intent on watching and not engaging.

that made two of them, at least.

"are you bored?" she called out after what must have been at least twenty minutes, unsure of why or what answer she would get. did he even understand her? it'd attack more likely than not, as is in the nature of wild pokemon. "do you want a battle or something?"

with a flourish of his tentacle-flippers, the jellicent sent a gentle bubble beam arc around her, and she couldn't help but flinch at the cold of the droplets as they flecked her skin. maybe he did understand her then, it felt like an acceptance of her offer.

was using a pokemon with a type advantage cheating? hopefully the jellicent appreciated the challenge. releasing her manectric on the rock beside her, perse directed it to use electric terrain on the patch of water between them so he could have some mobility between them and to allow him close the gap with wild charge, skipping across the electrified water with ease.

in response, the jellicent sent out a series of dark orbs at the manectric with night shade and pulled back to recover. the attack hit manectric with reasonable force but not enough to pull him off his warpath.

"paralyse it," perse called out, but cerza seemed to be aware of what needed to be done before she said it, striking the jellicent with a thunder wave.

it could probably still fight, but perse recalled the manectric to his pokeball, watching the jellicent blink at her in a daze. "he gets carried away," she said apologetically. to her surprise, the pokemon floated closer, expression as blank as always.

"you know what usually happens then?" she said slowly. her stared back at her, unblinking, and she, still in disbelief, cast an empty pokeball his way.


@wildspawn + capture attempt

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perse
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DELIVERANCE [ KANTO | INV | FLASHBACK | TRIGGER ]
POSTED ON Oct 18, 2018 16:30:39 GMT
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more than anything, she wants to say i couldn't know, to feign ignorance, to displace everything he laid out to her as part unsubstantiated desire, part delusion. she knows she can't, she knows that's untrue, because she was blind and complacent in it from the beginning.

even if this was the first time it became truly real, she knows she played a role in encouraging it, the reveal untainted with ambiguous meaning. the combination of it all - every action, every faint movement, every half-glance - came together like the braille inscriptions under her fingers.

there it was; the sudden burst of adrenaline when you finally understand a difficult problem, the answer of which eluded you for so long.

the feeling of his forehead against hers heavy, she wants to close her eyes, to think, to look at the blueprints, calculate each path. she doesn't let her gaze leave his.

elysia says his name because she needs to say something, unwavering and content as if he hadn't said anything that was so immutable so as to change the trajectory of their ( their: the three of them, always in her mind as one unit ) relationship permanently.

the words didn't come easily to her mind, but she spoke with the quiet confidence of someone who had no doubts about the veracity of it all.

"i know that, just like you know how i feel as well."

she can't run from it, and she knows he would accept no less.

it's a promise. she takes his hand, presses his fingers against a series of dots on the page.

( ⠺⠁⠊⠞ )






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perse
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POSTED ON Oct 18, 2018 12:44:23 GMT
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the scene: a severe white rock face, a solitary mountain rising out of the sea, deep dark water with secrets, cave tunnels, her mother's undoing.

the actor: lone and resolute, seeking out solace in between the pillars rising out the water. grave markers.


@wildspawn

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perse
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01. ROCKET INVASION
POSTED ON Oct 18, 2018 8:17:48 GMT
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league;
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1) milotic, 2) manectric, 3) chandelure, 4) swanna, 5) lucario, 6) relicanth actually no, let's go with zoroark

rocket;
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1) houndoom, 2) hydreigon, 3) tyrantrum, 4) that's all he has lmfao
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perse
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POSTED ON Oct 18, 2018 7:05:30 GMT
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she wasn't entirely sure what to do with the newly captured charmander, and in truth was purely motivated by the fact that the starter pokemon were held in high esteem by collectors. those thoughts made her feel vaguely guilty, so perse cast them aside and swore to keep the little lizard and his reasonably decent moveset safe.

they continue until they reach a lake, the surface pristine and still as can be. contemplatively, perse remembered a friend from sootopolis who despite living in the city still somehow managed without a water-type. maybe she'd catch him something because she's a kind and generous person with no ulterior motives.

a splash in the water and perse sees an ugly fish with over-sized eyes floundering at the surface as though it was, somehow, drowning. well, that was a little pathetic but that's fine too. it didn't need to be weakened because it looked pathetic already.

she tosses her last pokeball.


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