@diverse-hearts-ocs Asked: Its Important To Have An Exit Plan Thats More Than Just An Exit.- Rai / Misha

꒰ྀི ✧ — @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˗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.

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2018-02-10

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒔. The Family was already aware of the group's notorietyㅤ—ㅤand that was how HE recognized the woman. Technically, neither she nor any of the other Stellaron Hunters had broken any of Penacony's laws yetㅤ—ㅤso there really was no reason for alarm at the very moment. For now, the woman was JUST ANOTHER guest of the Sweet Dream and he would definitely treat her as such.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhen the woman calls out to the child however; THAT was when he would shoot her a look of CONFUSION. It was an everyday occurrence for guests to request the workers of the Reverie for assistance. Yet somehow, it seemed as if this woman wanted HIS help specifically.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤCertainly, Miss ! I'd be GLAD to help you and your friend !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy speaks; giving the woman a FRIENDLY smile. Surely, nothing would come of this ! It would just be ANOTHER DAY on the job !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat would YOU and YOUR FRIEND like ?ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise ♥'d for a starter For Misha

"Don't worry about me, okay~?" The way she speaks directly to him, her presence differing from the norm. Calm and collected, something she uses to imply comfort. The kid caught her eye quickly, perhaps too quickly. As if she were here to serve a purpose. As luck would have it, that's precisely why she's here. She doesn't approach him, but he was in-fact the one she was looking for.

Rosy pink hues make contact and she places her hands upon her hips, one quickly draping downward and relaxing limp at her side now. "I think you're exactly who I came here looking for, relax. I'm not here for anything bad."

True as it was that the Stellaron Hunters were an omen, foretelling some tragedy everywhere they went. Whether others knew that or not, Kafka certainly did. Things were certainly going to ramp up in Penacony. Not quite yet, but she needed to be here in this moment and no other. "Say, kiddo. Can I ask you for a few teensy favors?" She chuckled softly. "They're for a very dear friend of mine, I think you'll be meeting them soon."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰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 )

BITTERSWEET RP LINES

"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?".