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The air felt so heavy here...was it even the air that was making him feel that way? His chest felt too tight, almost like a arbok was wrapped around him. His heart barely felt like it was beating at all. Slowly he raised a hand up and pressed it against his chest, gripping the fabric as he paused. Deep breathe in and slowly out, deep breathe in...slowly let it out. How could he go so long without at least visiting? Was he really just unable to? Or was he just so....so unwilling to come back to painful places? He had let them down so badly in their life...why would....

"Stop it, stop it." Skids muttered, shaking his head for a moment.

He didn't care if he got stares or not, he was quick to start moving away from the spot he had been at for probably longer than he meant to. His gaze glanced down to the various tombstones, all lined up neatly. How could he forget where their graves where? That was such a...stupid thing to forget!! Normally the older man had a more excited or happy expression on his face. Now though...his face was showing all the things he pent up inside. The worry, the fears, the unease and guilt were all pulling his facial features. There was always a risk when you took up a journey, even if you have everything, you work as hard as you can, there's a worse thing than just a pokemon fainting. Sometimes....with severe enough injuries, that fainting isn't fainting, it turns into a life or death situation and that's not something anyone should go through.

Skids hadn't noticed his eyes watering until he felt a tear on his cheek, rolling down his face before he swiftly put a hand against his mouth. A loud intake of air left him, he didn't care if anyone heard. Swiftly, he spun on his heels and fast walked his way to the door. He took enough care to avoid bumping into anyone is his efforts to get out of the place. Reaching out with his free hand, he opened the door, and rushed outside. Now he still had enough sense at the moment to not block the door. Instead he firmly planted his back against the wall of the structure an slid down to the ground.

Taking a seat there as his brows twitched with each muscle in his face that was trying to pull him into crying. Closing his eyes firmly,he pulled his legs up to himself, and laid his arms ontop of his knees.

"Some other time.....it...I just..." Skids muttered to himself, only to give a long sigh.

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[attr="class","light"]another year, another visit.

to those who parted too early. zenji took it upon himself to visit the grave of those who lost their pokemon. he was a pokemon professor after all, it was his job. and now that he's become the region's next, top head scientist. it was his solemn duty to uphold this role more than ever.

even before he became head scientist of the league, he'd already been doing this in his spare time. it was his job, considering he was the one who gave the many their pokemon. he was the one who ensured their health and checked up on them from time to time. and whenever he heard of their passing? how could he not take it upon himself to memorize their owner, trainer, and grave plot.

that was his duty as someone dedicated to seeking out the truth. for what resided beyond this mortal body? no one knew. but zenji had a theory that whenever pokemon pass, they never really die. does he believe in this theory? who knows. it's just something he always told the broken to make them feel whole once again.

and this person before him (Skids Lawrence) was no different. upon closing his umbrella due to the pouring rain outside. he'd walk over to the fellow to take a seat alongside him. zenji made sure to keep their distance six feet apart.

"i can't stand the rain."

he started off. a random conversation starter, "it's wet, you smell if you get caught, and it takes forever to dry off." it was a nuisance, a pain in the ass really. "but i love it at the same time." zenji looked straight ahead. keeping not only his distance, but his gaze straight ahead. "i've never felt the need to cry, and that's probably because the rain does enough crying for me." that's right, zenji couldn't exactly remember a time he expressed such an emotion. did he even have the ability to cry?

"it's nice because there's little reason to cry when the rain is hogging all the depression," said zenji. his gaze would then shift to the corner of his socket. eyeing the weeping man, "so why do you cry?"

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Billi had entered Mt Pyre, mainly to do some lurking around, check up on his friend's dead friend’s grave. It was a ways down the graves, but still, it did need maintenance because it was so small. But regardless he filled his lungs and smiled, wiping it off, paying his respects for his friend and boss, because she was too busy to visit the grave.[break][break]

Yeah it was sad, and yeah it was depressing, but it needed to be done! Everyone desired this because they were worthy of it after death. The dead still require respect, and no one knew that more than Billi. From family dying, to a war, to pokemon dying, everything just crashing down. But nothing changed with Razzberry the rotom, in fact, it was over a thousand years old, even though Billi didn’t know that tidbit about his pokemon.[break][break]

Breaking off from his trainer Razzberry zoomed off, it caught a familiar sound in the distance, something that echoed from it’s video recording memory. Stopping in front of the man, the rotom spun, “PZZZRRTTTTT” it’s eyes lit up as it’s mouth opened, “Hello Skids!” it’s voice changed to match a familiar womens, but in the background noise was the two deceased pokemon.

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POSTED ON Jan 12, 2021 21:25:03 GMT

Skids had forgotten about the rain outside...not even thinking if the weather was favorable or not. Oh well. Rain never really hurt anyone; unless you were a pokemon that had a weakness to water...okay so the rain could hurt a lot of 'anyones'. The rain matched the emotions he was trying to shove down. Then he heard a voice and his turquoise gaze turned to look up at a man. Hm...he did hold points with those words with the rain. Sometimes after it rained, it smelled like fish...not the best thing to smell like.

"Some people say that the rain washes everything away, wipes the slate clean sort to speak..." Skids replies, glancing away. "A nice metaphor I suppose."

Sure rain could wash some dirt off of you but to be honest you'd have to be caught in a heavy downpour for it to really do that. It's not like it removed your mistakes or..anything like that. Taking a deep breathe in, he let it out. Ah so the man had better control of some emotions then, that was always a good thing to have. And yet, if he didn't really cry...was something missing? People reacted differently to things, it could just be how this man was raised. Tears were...no stranger to him.

"WEll it's a very sorrow charged place....besides..." Skids started though he trailed off, feeling that tightness in his chest at the thought of telling someone about the past.

Skids shifted in his spot, letting a hand press against his chest. Gripping the green fabric of his shirt that was visible through a gap in his coat. There was now another sound that pulled him away from the thoughts he was trying to surpres. A few blinks left him as he straightened up slightly. Swiftly a rotom appeared, a feminine voice greeting him with...the sounds of a mightyena and blaziken in the background? A few blinks left him as his eyes watered further, taking a great deal of effort to not start crying. Wait....did he...did he know that voice?

"You...you sound familiar..." Skids commented. "Wait...aren't you....Razzberry?"

Was that what she called this Rotom? AH!! Why was it hard to recall something else right now?
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POSTED ON Jan 12, 2021 21:43:54 GMT

[attr="class","light"]a sudden interruption captured the pair, mainly zenji, off guard. a rotom hovered before them. speaking to sobbing male. zenji, for now, did not have much to say. a neutral expression was worn upon watching the no-longer sobbing male interact with it. for now he'd remain silent watching the interaction occur between the pair.

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POSTED ON Jan 13, 2021 1:54:36 GMT

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It seemed that the little rotom did something wrong! It didn’t understand because it still remembered the friend from over twenty years ago! It spun, looking at the other man, then back at Skids “PSSSTTT RRRAAZZ--BBERRRRYIIESZZZ” it sound like it was manufactured from the noise inside itself, but it appeared to be a very intelligent pokemon. “get yourself together! Save the tears for later,” the womens voice was a past fact.[break][break]

Billi slowly made his way up to the others, finding his pokemon, “Razzberry! What are you doing?” he questioned the pokemon, and turned to the other stranger, “oh sorry! I didn’t mean for it to bother you guys!”

“Smile!” Razzberry echoed as it’s body shifted to Billi’s mom, poking the man.

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POSTED ON Jan 13, 2021 2:09:16 GMT

So he was right on what the pokemon's nickname was. THough....it...that voice... why couldn't he recall the name of the trainer? SKids honestly had been better of keeping track of that when....well when he actually had more people to call up and visit. When he left Hoenn it all seemed...to fade away, he blocked it out more than anything. The arrival of a second man caught him by surprise and he looked to them. Giving a kind smile; although a little weak.

"No no, it's okay. I...I think I know your frien..." Skids started, though that voice returned and with that the rotom shifted it's shape.

That caused his eyes to go wide and the stood up quickly. Now he knew little of Rotoms, he knew they could alter their shape. But he had only seen examples of them in some appliance like form. This was...this was different. But that wasn't the thing that surprised him the most of it. It was WHO the rotom choose to look like.

"Hermonie?" Skids questioned, several blinks leaving him as he watched the rotom poke him.

The scene was starting to feel too familiar and sure enough he did recall it...one of the rare times that Hermonie had seen him broken down and crying. It hadn't been a good time... Though it hurt his heart a little more to realize that the rotom was doing something that was...more or less playing a recording. 'Hermonie's expression matched just how it was back then, her look, her tone of voice. But that then got him to wondering...why did this young man have the rotom? Was it a trade? Or a gift? A family gift perhaps? Skids turned his gaze back Billie.

"I'm Skids, I trust this rotom is now in your care..yes?" Skids greeted, holding his hand out to the younger lad.

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POSTED ON Jan 13, 2021 5:24:37 GMT

[attr="class","light"]zenji continued to watch at the interaction that occurred. the man's rotom seemed to hold some sort of familiarity with the individual known as "skid". from what he was witnessing, the pokemon seemed to belong to someone skid once knew? an assumption at this time. but he was certain some sort of reunion was occurring here. he just couldn't exactly follow the interaction.

zenji would nod in response to Billi Marsh's apology. "that's fine," zenji would look to skid, "a friend i presume?"
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Razzberry turned around, spinning itself after cancelling the image once the man knew who he was. “PZZRT” it clapped it’s electrical plasma, happy to see the man! “pppzzzz?” it zipped and zooped around the man looking for his pokemon, before shaping into a question mark, then shifting into one of the lost pokemon, clearly trying to ask where they were, without knowing of what happened to him.[break][break]

Billi noticed the black haired man and shook his head, “you sure, i really didn’t mean to disturb you guys,” he paused again noticing it had shifted into his mom, and frowned, “Razzberry please don’t turn into mum anymore,” he scolded the pokemon, before noticing the man knew his mom, “Razzberry was my mums,” he nodded as the remote kept shifting between the three shapes, two pokemon and his mother. “sorry? Did you know my mum?”

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POSTED ON Jan 15, 2021 2:52:59 GMT

"I'm sure." Skids reassured Billie, giving a kind smile to the young lad.

He watched the rotom dart around him and shift it's form to voice it's question. Sadly the rotom shifted into a blaziken, casing him to lose his smile. Even seeing the past version of his starter hurt. And soon enough, the rotom shifted again. This time alternating between three forms. The mother, Blaziken, and a mighteyena. All three of these brought up memories but the two pokemon brought up more pain. Putting a hand to his face, he was trying to not get pulled back into his own head. His heart skipped a few beats as his chest tightened, the past sinking it's hooks deeper into him.

Thankfully the two voices helped pull him out of that with their questions. Pulling his hand away from his face, Skids averted his gaze from the rotom. He knew they had no ill intentions with their changing of forms. But his smile had faded and he took in uneven breathes.

"Y..Yes, I knew her. We....we were sort of friends during my...original journey..." Skids answered, looking Billie.

Once more he caught sight of the rotom, eventually he looked to Razzberry.

"Please....please stop shifting...I...I know you want to see J..Jokester and...B...blitz bu...but it...it's not..." Skids requested gently of Razzberry as he looked to them.

He tried to smile but it faded instantly. Covering his face with his hands, he took in another deep breathe. Pulling it down his face as he glanced to the side. He was trying so hard to hold everything in. Already he could hear the sounds of spectators from that battle, the cheers had turned into horrified shocks as no one saw things going downhill. Skids felt his heart hardly beating, causing his chest to hurt more. Digging his fingernails slightly into his cheeks and lower jaw bone, he slowly let go. Instead scratching at the growing stubble that his face had.

"How...How is your Hermonie? I...I mean your mother." Skids asked, trying to change the subject quickly as he looked to Billie, desiring a change of conversation. "I...I haven't gotten a letter from her in a while. She...she mentioned having a son but it never really came up often. Was...was it Billie?"

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[attr="class","light"]the man was fine now, supposedly. he was with a familiar presence. it was safe to assume this individual here would be enough to keep him company. a soft smile form upon his face. "i suppose i can leave you in good hands," zenji would say.

zenji would pat @skid upon the shoulder. afterwards, he would leave to tend to his duty. he was in good hands.

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It was clear that the rotom was bothering the man! Billi huffed because he already scolded the easily excited pokemon. Even though it stared up at Skid with a large cheeky smile. “ROO?” it asked before turning to Billi who tapped a button on his phone, and sucked the pokemon back inside of it, and frowned a bit at the man when he was asked the question.[break][break]

His heart sank but he swallowed, shocked that the man who apparently knew his mother didn’t know she had passed a little over four years ago. Swallowing hard, he displayed a well of sorrow, “She’s been dead...for four years...almost five,” he nodded, “I’m guessing she didn’t know you,”

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POSTED ON Jan 15, 2021 20:25:05 GMT

The frown he received did its job, he felt worse. He said something he shouldn’t have....of course he did. It was just his dumb luck that helped him make things worse when he didn’t mean to. His heart almost stopped beating at the news of her death. How didn’t he put it together? He thought she was busy, who has time to really keep sending a old non married man letters anyway? Even more so when she had a son to care for? It made sense for contact to be neglected or she just could’ve been sick. Skids face lost all of its joy and kindness, it took on a saddened look along with as if he had been drained of all positivity. Old turquoise eyes looked to Billi.

”I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t haves asked about her. I thought....I thought maybe family obligations or her health or her just....being tired of our conversations the letters weren’t...important to her any...” skids started though his tears already rolled down his cheeks and he tried to stop them. “We knew each other, when we were teens. I...I just got my fourth badge but my spirits weren’t as high as the battle was a really hard one. Your mother pops up out of nowhere as this wild personality and...helped me feel better. She wasn’t here in Hoenn long, we kept running into each other.”

Letting a sigh go, he hit the palm of his hand against his forehead and pushed his fingers into his hair. Messing up the silvery strands that once upon a time, were dark brown.

”Razzberry might recall a few times we...hung out. When I left Hoenn I sent her letters letting her know, we talked through and she mentioned a son but I never pried for details. I didn’t want to cross any personal boundaries with her..” Skids explained. “Sorry I...I should shut up, she was far more important to you. I have no...no right to speak of her..” Skids apologized, pulling his hand away from his face.

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Billi had no intention of making a situation worse, and it had taken years, and medication to get rid of this depression he always felt, and getting rid of this immortal feeling of being always alone. That no human could ever make him feel happy again, but...he had gotten through it! He had amazing friends, a great drag mom, a guy he liked, heck it was all working out for him. And he was happy! Billi shook his head and patted the older man on the shoulder.[break][break]

“Mom….was supposedly sick for a long time,” Billi quietly said and grinned at him, “She probably couldn’t write anymore…..to be honest she kept being sick from us till the end” he frowned but rolled his shoulders, “She would have responded. I’m sure, she left me…..videos in Razzberry….so she might have some there, but she was also a gym leader,” he paused.

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POSTED ON Jan 15, 2021 21:33:36 GMT

The hand on his shoulder caused him to look to the boy, his smile didn't appear. It remained gone.

"She rarely mentioned her health in the letters...probably knew I'd insist on trying to help somehow..." Skids said with a weak sigh. "Ah I knew about that, she seemed really happy in the letter when she mentioned getting it. I remember congratulating her with a card in the letter I sent back to her."

She let videos on...rotom? Well truth be told, he wasn't sure on how that worked. Granted he never saw a rotom shape shift like that before, always into a a electrical appliance.

"Well that's a new one granted....there's a lot I don't know about pokemon." Skids remarked, trying to give a chuckle but it was too faint to even be counted as one.

He shook his head as he tried to get out of this headspace he was stuck in.

"Sorry I...I'm not normally...." Skids started, trying to figure out how to word it.