Navy
He/Him
32
October 13th
Slateport
Heterosexual
E4; Gym Leader
Sheriff
In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"
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Michael Navidson
Once More Into the Sea [M]
POSTED ON Aug 14, 2023 15:17:38 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","arties"] What awaits them is not bombast. The only light they have now is the light that they bring with them and strange magenta light from outside, filtering through the windows. It’s dark. Everyone’s eyes have adjusted, Hattori’s better than the others. Though he may be pure of heart, he comes from dark stock. It doesn’t harden him to what comes next.[break][break] It begins with a glow. Gentle light, no greater than a candle. A distant hum. The siren song of the sea. A whisper gentler than a lover’s caress. One light turns to two. Two turns to ten. A symphony of light. Nihilego, the angels. Eternatus’s agents upon this earth, his heralds and his harbingers. Whether that is the great dragon’s design or not, Navy cannot say. Either way, these creatures inhabit his body.[break][break] Oh the song they sing. A song of deathless things. They promise that what is dead may rise again, and what is alive may never die. They raise their hands, calling out, beckoning them all closer. Navy feels his boots move. They have to go forward. His own nature as a warrior plays against him.[break][break] Neither Howard nor Hattori know how right they are about the Greninja. A stone fixed to the top of a broken watch glows. Pulses. Resounds with the sound of Hattori’s heartbeat. What beats within him is no mockery of life but true, genuine, sanguine vitae.[break][break] The frog is no legend, no fossil, no hero. Hattori is only a little Greninja, a mutant, a misfit bred to the brink of defects. Yet he is strong. Strong in ways he does not know. The Greninja bathes in light that can only be human. Neither the sheriff nor the archaeologist know this, given how uncharted mega stones truly are, but owning Greninjaite by itself is a meaningless act.[break][break] Only a Greninja that really, truly, deeply loves their Lord can transform. In that sense, it is not mega evolution: it is a battle bond. Hattori would die for his Lord as surely as Shirley would die for Howard. In that way, he is kin to her.[break][break] Hattori kindles the flame of his resolve. Shuriken that were no bigger than his fist moments before expand to the size of fabled fuma shuriken. Hattori throws them with reckless abandon and precise aim. One, two, three, four, on he throws. He throws until his arms tire.[break][break] What stands before them is no chamber filled with angels. It’s a monument to a small creature’s determination to not see any of them die. His Lord wishes for all of them to live, and so he will do anything to make that wish possible. His heart burns to save them.[break][break] “Holy moly.” Navy says with wide eyes. “Hattori. Jump on Shirley. Let ‘er take you for a ride down the hall.” Hattori listens to the order before Howard or Shirley can confirm consent. Hopping onto her back, he hasn’t stopped throwing shuriken.
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