' And Yet Here Was; Quietly WATCHING As The Newest Batch Of Gym Challengers Would Flood In. It Was That

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔ㅤ—ㅤand yet here was; quietly WATCHING as the newest batch of gym challengers would flood in. It was that time of year after all when the letters of endorsement would be sent out; inviting trainers to take on all of the gym leaders one by one.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWHY was he so nervous ? He was a GYM LEADER after all; one of the eight that stood in the trainers' way of getting to the Champion cup ! Even if he lost ( which was just a thing that happened sometimes when one was a Pokemon trainer ), he was still pretty strong; he'd like to think.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe truth was; the BATTLES weren't even the scariest part. It was actually talking to the trainers and interacting with them.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤMaybe he should have ACTUALLY said ' Hello ' to the woman like a normal person. With the anxiety still gripping at him though; he continued to just stay quiet as she would begin to check in.

@indeliblepromise

It was her first time abroad! Her first time travelling away from Hoenn to see other regions and experience new sights, new pokemon. The culture here wasn't that different from her own, but it was very much a new experience for her.

Stepping out of the plane that brought her here, she stretched and rubbed her eyes. Jet lag...

Nanami wished she could've just flown here on Altaria, but that would've been too much for her poor pokemon. Too far a distance. Well, she was coming to witness the start of the gym challenge in Motostoke, so she heaved her bag up on her shoulder to head to the nearest hotel. Checking in was priority, then head over there.

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: it’s important to have an exit plan that’s more than just an exit.- Rai / Misha

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Some meme I forgot. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ? ! Those peopleㅤ—ㅤthey almost looked normal. No, they DID look normal ! And yet, it was obvious something was horribly wrong with them. He's seen so many Dreamchasers during his time as the Reverie's bellboyㅤ—ㅤand yet none of them had those STRANGE YELLOW BLOSSOMS lurching from the depths of their skin. Nor did any of those Dreamchasers tried to attack him without him so much as SAYING anything.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWorse yet, he managed to get separated from Garth AND the other Trailblazers !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe turns to his new companion; a FOXIAN BOY just a little older ( ... okay, not really ) than he was. This boy seemed to know what he was doing ! Surely, he had an idea ! He wasn't exactly confident in his ability to subdue the beings.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤW - Well, what's your PLAN ? I might be able to slow them down butㅤ—ㅤI don't think I can for very long !ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆; one that he was telling both himself and the other. The truth was; he wasn't even REAL like he had always believed he was. ' Misha ' was nothing more than the his Grandpa's, the WATCHMAKER'S last desperate attempt to save Penacony. Once the Planet of Festivities was saved from the clutches of the Order, the Watchmaker's final wishes would be fulfilled. There would be NOTHING ELSE left for him to do.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe was surprised he was still around after the current Trailblazers finally lead him to the truth of his existence. He couldn't find Gallagher no matter how hard he looked. Clearly, HIS job was done. But maybe the Watchmaker's soul still couldn't rest until he knew for certain that Penacony was SAFE.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIt wasㅤ—ㅤstrange. The Watchmaker had done so much in his life. There was no doubt that he DESERVED to rest. And yet, maybe it was just that trailblazing spirit he had been endowed with but the little memetic entity that strayed from his bubble still wanted to do MORE. Oh well, he would just have to accept that at some point; his time in Penacony with Gath would have ended.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThat isㅤ—ㅤuntil . . .

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy's periwinkle hues BLINK; confused at the sudden shift in his friend's demeanor and the even stranger question. What was he asking such a question for NOW ? For conversation ? For sentimental value and nostalgia ? To talk about his Grandpa's adventures just a bit more ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWellㅤ—ㅤ I - I think you already KNOW the answer to that question ! But I wanted to go TRAILBLAZING like Grandpa did ! It would have been really nice to see the planets outside Penacony just like he did !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIt would have been even BETTER if I had been able to do that with you and Mister Gallagher and Sleepie !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise asked:

“ i’m not going to leave you. ” ( Misha and Garth )

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"Y-Yeah I know...I know..." But that was as far from the truth as it came, wasn't it? He'd known that this day would have to come eventually, that everything they'd all been working towards had lead up to this moment - but the reality of the situation was hitting him rather hard now. When this was all over - he'd be on his own. He'd be the last one here, to survive and watch over the new dream as it took form...as that was all he could do, right? He bit hard on the inside of his cheek, before rushing over and pulling Misha into his arms, holding him tightly, as though somehow that would make everything alright again. But he was going to fade away soon. Gallagher was already gone. Once the stellaron was fully sealed away, Misha too would fade away...but he wouldn't, would he? He doubted it. IX had plans still in store for him - nothing that he understood, but he knew that was why he was still...alive, if it could even be called that.

"...this is so unfair", he couldn't help but to whine, knowing it was pointless, but in far too much pain to stop himself from voicing his thoughts, the skies above them filling with rainclouds as he lost his control of the nearby memoria, Garth silently pulling them to the side into some shelter, as the clouds burst and a rare rainstorm fell over the dreamflux reef.

"Sorry, sorry...", slowly, he pulled back, wiping away his tears and trying to give the other a smile, "...I always knew...this was to come. I always told myself that it was what you'd want...you and the Watchmaker...that you both more than earned your rest...but, is it so bad? That I don't want to be alone? Even my father's presence is gone now...everythings changing, all too quickly. I can't keep up. I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing next!". It wasn't fair on Misha to be breaking down like this, but now that he'd started, he found that he couldn't quite stop the words from pouring out. For so long he's simply been thankful for the peace that had been offered by his real family...and now he was watching them all fade away...it was okay for him to feel this pain, right? It was okay for him to want this part of the dream to never end...right? Sighing, he wiped at his eyes more, trying to think over everything that he knew about the dreamscape, all that he'd learned from both his father and the Watchmaker, a slight frown forming as an idea slowly started to form. It was selfish, foolish, no doubt dangerous...how badly did IX want him to remain alive? "...Misha", suddenly his voice was filled with determination, crimson eyes shining slightly, "What do you want? What is your dream? Your wish?".

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤT - that sounds about right. Most of them ENJOY scaring people. It's kind of how I met my own !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒇𝒖𝒍 in scaring people. But even then, some people were just not phased by GHOST POKEMON very easily anymore. Oh well.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThen again, that was kind of the ONLY thing he was good atㅤ—ㅤaside from BATTLING. Oh geez.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat's MORTY and his Gengar like ?ㅤ❜

"That is true~ I'm sure that, one day you'll be able to catch me unawares." However, psychics tended to have the ability to sense when something was about to happen, so it was hard to take a good number of them by surprise.

"Morty himself doesn't; his own Gengar is another story, however."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑵 made Father suffer as they did, he no longer viewed vampires as nice people that saved his mother. Those vampires simply hated anyone that was DIFFERENT than them with no compassion for anyone else but their own kind. Father didn't deserve to be treated the way that they had been.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBy that logic, he SHOULD have hated Monsieur Garth. He SHOULD have been disgusted by the display before him; especially with the BLOOD still clinging to the other's lips. A gruesome sight such as this should have TERRIFIED and REPULSED children such as himself after all.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBut instead, he reaches out; GENTLY patting the other's head.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe's done this before with Mademoiselle Domi. Back then, he was only USING her to get his way and get his family back. Monsieur Garth and him were one and the same though; mere victims of this hellish world full of so many monsters. Even if he WANTED to hate Monsieur Garth, he couldn't.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWe can stay here as LONG as you want, Monsieur Garth. We have to stick TOGETHER, after all.ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise asked:

“ you can stay with me. i don’t mind. ” ( VNC Misha and Garth )

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He paused, unsure if he should take him up on the offer or not, though the company would be nice - he was also quite aware of how much Misha disliked vampires - and Garth could only imagine the mess he was currently in, having just fed. Which was why he was as shaken up as he currently was, the woman's memories having flooded his mind, her world of pain still replaying before his eyes, a weak sound heard as he walked over and curled up against the childs side. He really was pathetic, wasn't he? He shouldn't be selfish like this, he shouldn't be making Misha have to deal with some dumb vampire who couldn't even feed correctly, couldn't even voice his pain, other than the weak whimpers that would sometimes escape the back of his throat. He was so darn tired of all of this - but it was never going to stop, was it? This was what he'd been made into, all he was useful for...he should be thankful that he was still useful....yet there he was, crying like a child.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒆. It's tempting. It's REALLY tempting. The massive ship reminded him of Clockie's ship, The Compass. Oh, he couldn't help but recall all of the stories of those wonderful adventures Clockie told him about his adventures on the Compass with his friends ! The appearance of the ship made him think of his seafaring GRANDPA as well. Even if he knew by now that his Grandpa was not a seafarer but a TRAILBLAZER. Those two things were still pretty close !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤButㅤ—ㅤno. NO ! Shouldn't he have at least been a little responsible about this ? Trailblazing was about taking risks butㅤ—ㅤnot THAT many risks !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤU - Umㅤ—ㅤI'd LOVE to ! But shouldn't I wait for my FRIENDS first ?ㅤ❜

ི 𝄞 ྀ ⋆･. ˳ . @indeliblepromise : granted luffy for a unprompted quest!

“ Just come aboard the Going Merry!! you know you want to! it'll be super fun, I'll even give you a tour, it's even bigger up here!! ”

the captain shouted as he stood on the edge of the ship. giving the Going Merry a good few slaps to encourage the other to join him on the ship.