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tsuntrader) wrote2012-11-04 01:17 pm
tsuntrader) wrote2012-11-04 01:17 pm
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[Silver is Silver is Silver. Upon finally waking up, he immediately tries to pull himself up... And it's a bad idea. His head spins. Despite the fact that he's awake, he's still very weak, and trying to act like he's not gave him a big reminder of that. He rethinks his actions and slowly pulls himself up into a seated position.
So where is he? What time is it? How long has he been out? ...Where's his journal? That's the most important thing right now, he has to-
There it is.]
[His handwriting is downright awful, but it's legible, especially since he's slow enough about it. And he only has one thing to say.]
Is it over yet? None of you died, right?
[The you is directed at the people he knows, but he is far too drained to make that distinction or ask much else. ...Might be a good idea to let him know just how late to the party he is.
Or visit him. There's always the visiting option, although that option might not be pretty; as long as it's been, it still doesn't change the fact that he more or less looks like he's about to die, like he won't open his eyes if he closes them again. He barely even has the energy to hold himself upright.
But company would be nice, especially since he's... Not exactly going anywhere. He has his Pokémon, of course, they're all but hovering over him because he's okay and he's finally awake (jeez guys, calm down,) and he even has Chandelure in his arms (because he needs to be reassured that everything's alright and that he Did Good,) but it would be reassuring to see that everyone's, you know. Okay.
And absolutely not the other way around, because he's totally just tired.
Yep.]
So where is he? What time is it? How long has he been out? ...Where's his journal? That's the most important thing right now, he has to-
There it is.]
[His handwriting is downright awful, but it's legible, especially since he's slow enough about it. And he only has one thing to say.]
Is it over yet? None of you died, right?
[The you is directed at the people he knows, but he is far too drained to make that distinction or ask much else. ...Might be a good idea to let him know just how late to the party he is.
Or visit him. There's always the visiting option, although that option might not be pretty; as long as it's been, it still doesn't change the fact that he more or less looks like he's about to die, like he won't open his eyes if he closes them again. He barely even has the energy to hold himself upright.
But company would be nice, especially since he's... Not exactly going anywhere. He has his Pokémon, of course, they're all but hovering over him because he's okay and he's finally awake (jeez guys, calm down,) and he even has Chandelure in his arms (because he needs to be reassured that everything's alright and that he Did Good,) but it would be reassuring to see that everyone's, you know. Okay.
And absolutely not the other way around, because he's totally just tired.
Yep.]
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You oughtn't dwell on what you "should have" done, not that negatively; that track leads to an unhealthy dead end. You can use it to prepare for future situations, but don't get hung up on the previous station.
[Ingo's voice is soft-- he doesn't want to preach at silver, but he doesn't want silver spiraling himself into thinking he failed.]
It's difficult to prepare for unexpected-- especially what came out of that draft. You did what you had to in the situation you were thrust into.
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[That was more brusque than usual. Ingo pauses.]
Have you been lectured all day?
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Hmm. Maybe not intentionally, no. [But it must have had that effect, what with Silver's reaction.] I'm sorry they didn't have the foresight to hold off until you had recovered further.
[Oh, Silver... ...] Did they tell you you had done poorly?
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The look on Moro's face.
What, do you just like killing people or something?!
The scream of agony and pain. The smell of her rotting blood and flesh.
I don't know how you ended up like this, but it might be good to try to not repeat it.
Gold's judging look.
Next time, be better prepared. If you're not helped by precautions then, you didn't take enough of them.
Blue's worried expression.
Why?
Masked faces from all sides, judging, laughing. Weak. Weakness, he's too weak to even stand, he can't get up, he can't defend himself.
What you did was stupid.
Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid.
Wrong.
Everything he did was wrong.]
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...They didn't have to.