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
GARDEN OF AVALON
POSTED ON Jun 11, 2024 2:40:28 GMT
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ROUSE THYSELF, RIDER. [attr="class","Navypog3-pkmn"] [attr="class","Navypog3-post"] [attr="class","Navypog3-icon"]  “ This is a kangaroo court!” Zaria shouted from where she was chained. “ You’re playing with your food!”[break][break] Crystal strained against her owned chains, trying to get close enough to address the knight. She whispered words meant for her and no one else in the room.[break][break] “ Shhh. I think I see his plan.” Yet still, the eyes of the Queen were upon them. She raised her hand, as if to conjure flames and burn them both.[break][break] “ Hey, hey, hey! Penny!” Navy shouted, desperate to return her attention to him. “ They’re not the ones on trial here. No burning.” The flames quieted into a low burn along her palm.[break][break] “ Another outburst and I hold your whole band in contempt.” The punishment for that crime was the same as the others, he imagined. Nothing less in her pristine pile of ash, left for those who would come after them to rebuild.[break][break] “ Alright, sure. What’s next on the docket of crimes?”[break][break] “ Envy,” she said as if that should be obvious, “ of kyle lopez and Melody Miro.”[break][break] He blinked.[break][break] “ Come again?”[break][break] “ Where were you when Sootopolis was taken from us, Navidson? Where were you when the Three Days War decimated the region you claim to love? When Hoenn was trapped in a bubble? What did you do when Slateport was attacked?”[break][break] Another scene played out across the sky. Slateport burned, and Rocket ran like animals across the docks. Kyle stood there, a younger man armed with two Poochyena.[break][break] “ Alpha, Taunt. Echo, Yawn.” His best friend shouted. Surrounded by monsters, he used his mind. He clawed his way through Silas Blackwell’s attempt at new world order. “ Sorry, that’s the best I can do right now.” He said to a woman who, in time’s flow, would be blessed by Celebi.[break][break] It cut to him, in a train with other civilians. He was much younger, his hair gelled and blue. Gabe huddled beside him, holding his hand. Jumping up, he looked through the window into the next car. People were fighting. Bailey Cooper, who in time would be Hoenn’s champion, was in the heart of things, making hard choices. He could have told Gabe to stay down. He had Ironsides. Instead…[break][break] “ Fuck this. No way Goode sent them to help.” He released Ironsides. “ Cut up the roof.” He grabbed Gabe like a wolf protecting its young. Ironsides split the top of the train like a scalpel splitting skin. Mounting up, the bird took to the air, away from trouble. Gabe was safe, but others weren’t.[break][break] The scene cut to the stands of a tournament – the tournament. Those with short memories might think the tournament in Lilycove to be the grandest in recent memory. Others remember the truth: the Hoenn Star Tournament. A warrior’s paradise. The best of both sides gathered. They fought with reckless abandon before cheering crowd. People whooped, beating their hands in the air in support of their favorite trainers. It was wonderful.[break][break] Navy took off work to be there. Gabe sat at his side during the closing ceremony, when John Sullivan was crowned the champion. Behind him came the three runner-ups. Kyle, his best friend. Melody Miro, the woman who would become the mother of his children. MATIAS SILPH, who would bear the weight of all the earth on his back.[break][break] He wanted to be there. He knew his own heart. He knew his desires. He wanted to be in the limelight, to don the warrior’s crown and taste deep of womenflesh. He wanted to dine, to fight, to fuck, to feel the heat of all their attention and adoration.[break][break] “Kyle did AMAZING!” Gabe said with a smile. “And Melody Miro’s so pretty.”[break][break] “ Yeah.” Navy agreed, trying to hide his mood from the boy. “ They did real good, kiddo.”[break][break] “ They have fought in the arena.” Said his judge. “ Time and time again. When Hoenn calls, they answer. Each of them is a champion. Each of them your better. Each of them, you envy for their strength and the love of the public.” Her eyes moved to Howard. “ And before you speak empty words, I will tell you why it matters. He is cast here in the role of a hero. Have you seen the actions of a hero? No. He’s just a little man, green with envy at his betters, eating at their scraps. The League deserves better. Galar deserves better. The Hero of Many Battles, who my children perished to save, deserve better.”[break][break] “ And what about the first time I came to Galar?” He shouted at her. “ What ‘bout when Regice’s island showed up? When you and your damn council sent so many men and Pokemon to their deaths without even telling ‘em what they were fighting for? Dewford? Kyurem?” He gripped the edge of his seat, pulling reserves of strength he didn’t know he had.[break][break] “ Yeah, sure. My best friend got to be champion. People miss him when he’s gone. People say he was a good champion. And he was.” His eyes fell to his hands. He felt old in his grief. “ A good champion, I mean. Melody’s a good one, too. I love them both as champ. Wanna know why?” He looked up again, eyes sharp. “ Because the world can at least pretend it’s better, when they’re up top! Silph? Me? Nah. Nah, we’re not champion material. Maybe in Galar, but not Hoenn. Hoenn deserves someone better. Let Melody have the spotlight.”[break][break] Even if he’d give anything to shoulder that burden. Behind him, the gallery whispered.[break][break] “ Once more, your defense is an admission of past guilt.” [attr="class","Navypog3-bot-1"] notes about this postNotes go here
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