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[[Mytho's sitting outside under a tree, gently petting the fluffy mass that is Fakir's Mareep that's in his lap. As always, his expression is vacant and devoid of emotion, which may be best for the situation at hand.]]

Fakir... your pokemon came here... does that mean you're gone?



[[ooC: For the breeding house folk, Mytho is still in town, he just hasn't been at the house or work for... probably the past two weeks since he was adopted by Kuja and Ritz.]]

[voice;]

Date: 2011-10-02 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
You received more than one?

[And here he considered there a limit.]

[Perma video]

Date: 2011-10-02 03:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
Fakir had three... [[said very soft and matter of factly.]]

[video forever;]

Date: 2011-10-02 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
All of them are yours now?
Edited Date: 2011-10-02 03:27 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-10-02 03:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
They're Fakir's... [[as if this were the most obvious thing in the world. He'll just be tending them and taking care of them. He doesn't even really think of his pokemon as his. They're just the ones with him.]]

Date: 2011-10-02 03:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
[Ah. A sentimental one.]

If he is gone, he would not longer need them.

Date: 2011-10-02 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
Not needing something doesn't stop making it yours...

[[his heart was still his heart, even if Fakir told him over and over that he had no need for it.]]

Date: 2011-10-02 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
They will still be his... [[still petting the Marreep who gives a sad little 'Reeeeep...']]

Date: 2011-10-02 04:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
[A strong attachment. But, it is understandable.]

You would care for them in his place.

Date: 2011-10-02 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
[[a small nod]] They need to be cared for....

[[there's a note of something almost close to compassion... but it's faint to the point of being an illusion.]]

Date: 2011-10-02 03:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
[[looks down a the ball of derpy fluff in his lap that is starting to drift off now that he's finally found the person he needed to.]]

I don't know... if there is a need for them to fight, I will not deny them the chance to come to aid in battle... but I will not force them to. Battle is something to be chosen by those who are able or have the will...

[[It's an oddly coherent reply for someone who seems about as together as a ball of cotton candy]]

Date: 2011-10-08 06:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
[A selfless child. How was it that there were so many like him in Johto?]

The trainer chooses for the pokemon; if they aren't yours, but his... They adapt easily. Given time, their loyalties will change. They would be yours.

Date: 2011-10-08 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
The choice is theirs... A Prince can only lead the willing into battle, to force those who do not wish would be cruel...

Date: 2011-10-08 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
[[a nod as he continues to gently pet the now sleeping Mareep]]

Date: 2011-10-09 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
Knights swear loyalty and march for their oath.

[Pause. He had been one, once, a thousand lifetimes ago: a hero. He can still see the flicker of splattered blood on his sword when he closes his eyes, between the flames devouring his stake two hundred years after and the callused hands of a woman called mother pulling the blanket up to his chin five hundred years before.]

Did you have a crown?

Date: 2011-10-09 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
I must have... all princes do... [[the note of something far more together than he normal appears is fading now.

Date: 2011-10-09 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
My memories were lost when I shattered my heart...

Date: 2011-10-09 08:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
[[A nod]]

To defeat the Monster Raven....

Date: 2011-10-09 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
...what is your world like?

Date: 2011-10-09 08:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
It's a story... The Prince and the Raven.... Written by a man who died before it was finished...

Date: 2011-10-09 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
A fairy tail... based on truth?

Date: 2011-10-09 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
A story that became real as it was being written...

...typo 8|

Date: 2011-10-09 09:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
Your world is another's dream.

I didn't even notice :)

Date: 2011-10-09 09:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
[[seems to debate this a moment before he nods]] Yes...

Date: 2011-10-09 10:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
A character in a book is real inside that book... leaving that world for another does not change that....

Date: 2011-10-10 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
That depends upon your classification for existence. Is an idea as alive as a soul?
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
Ideas can be given form... When a story is told, it comes alive in the world it is told, even if just for that moment... When that bridge between worlds can be crossed, who can say what is truly real or truly alive...
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
An idea lives in memory and spoken word, an illusion of perspective like a movie through a television screen: it can be seen, heard, but is untouchable in a solid grip. What it is to one person is different for another... what are you beyond reflection?

|Db

Date: 2011-10-23 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
An expression of emotion in movement?

Date: 2011-10-23 11:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
[[a pause]] Is dance emotion...? [[Was that what he was trying to reach when he lost himself in the motions?]]

Date: 2011-10-24 04:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harbringersoul.livejournal.com
A way to express it. There are different types. It is also a pursuit of exercise, or activity during a social gathering.

[Neither definition fits this boy.]

Date: 2011-10-24 11:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princenopants.livejournal.com
It's more than that...

Date: 2011-10-24 11:42 pm (UTC)
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