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Ruby didn't even realize that Alexei and his pokemon had arrived for a few seconds. Her wide eyes staring ahead at nothing, her mind struggling to comprehend what was going on. That is until he spoke to her. She slowly turned her head to look at him, ears bleeding and looking certainly ragged as well. It felt like a cruel fate to meet him here again of all places, and yet his presence certainly helped bring her back to reality. He was hurt... And despite her own fears she couldn't sit there and ignore it.
The young girl reached up with one hand to gently touch his ear, her face's shocked expression still remaining, however. She was incredibly quiet when she spoke, almost a mumble.
"You're bleeding..." It didn't take long for her psychic pokemon to understand what Ruby was so worried over. Grace instinctively used
Wish on Alexei, intent to restore him as good as new as soon as it took effect. Ever so slowly Ruby stood up to her feet, standing with weak knees as she allowed herself to lean against him for support.
She didn't know what was going on. People were arguing, that much she could tell. Her eyes swept over the group of people still there that had survived. A few recognizable faces, which surprised her the most. And yet... their actions unsettled her. She didn't know what was going on, and she was positive that she missed the majority of the conversation, but she briefly heard Balder say her name. Or at least, she assumed she did. The nightmare of what she saw before them was a travesty.
The city was in ruins. Explosions had wrecked the landscape. The roads cracked, buildings ripped apart, windows shattered, everything was damaged. People lived here... People lived in those houses. Or at least, perhaps there used to be people living there. She looked up at Alexei with intense worry on her face. Before she could speak, however, an image popped into her head. Or rather, her future actions. Astral and Grace seemed to be working together to show her what she should do.
"I..." Ruby gulped softly, forcing herself to stand straight up and on her own two feet despite how wobbly they were.
"I need- I need to do something." She gave Alexei as genuine a smile as she could before reaching out to touch Grace's hand. As soon as she gripped firmly, Ruby returned Astral to her Pokeball and the pair seemed to vanish from thin air, teleporting away.
It was cold atop the lighthouse, but it was precisely where Astral said she would be. She didn't understand fate, she didn't understand what it meant to be lucky to be alive, but the only thing Ruby understood is that while everyone else was just leaving, or arguing... People's lives were still at stake. People were trapped under rubble, people were hurt from explosions or that rain that hurt whisper, or who knows what other things happened when she wasn't looking. It was too much to simply do absolutely nothing about it.
Grace slowly stepped over the edge of the lighthouse, walking out into the sky as the psychic pokemon supported her own weight with her mental prowess and Ruby slowly let go of her hand. She wasn't physically strong, she couldn't fight those beasts the same way everyone else did. People and pokemon lost their lives here today and she and Whisper almost joined them. They were seconds away from death, no way to pretend they weren't.
Her rain-soaked jacket wasn't keeping her warm in the night air, but she clutched it closer to her anyways as Grace continued to float outwards. With a silent mental command to her pokemon, Grace and her telepathy caught it instantly. Finally simply floating, the Gardevoir simply began to spin. True to her name, it appeared as if she was gracefully dancing in the air. Without a second of hesitation, she began using
Life Dew. Over and over and over again, despite the physical toll it took on her, she continued trying to let the healing rain drop down to the city below.
Ruby didn't pretend to understand what had happened, nor did she pretend that somehow she was strong enough to defend people from such devastation. She was young, inexperienced, with childish fantasies still wanting to run rampant in her head. She was weak, afraid, and terrified of what was to come. The tears began to flow and she didn't even try to stop them, she didn't have the energy to do so.
And yet, this felt right. She couldn't stand to just leave, to just give up and go home. People needed help and as long as she was still standing she'd try. She might not be very good at it, but she was determined to make a difference.
No matter how small.
notes: Wish on Alexei. Teleported to the lighthouse as Grace used life dew over, and over and over again as much as she can.
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