®»4 -- Vid // Of gym battles and drinks.
[The first thing that comes into focus is a pokeball being tossed up and down in the air rather nonchalantly at an outdoor cafe of some kind. Behind hovers a guilty looking Haunter. Not that Silver notices or cares as he leans over, chin resting against hand with a self satisfied smirk.] So, now that latest idiocies are over with...
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Oh really? What happens, when you begin to bleed to death? Will your other Pokemon save you, then?
[ He leans in close, staring directly into Silver's eyes. ]
They are predators. They can smell when death is approaching. They know a fatal wound.
What happens when they smell it? It's so very quick, the way blood runs out of your body, the way you suddenly lose all ability to control yourself, the way you sink down to the ground, all of your strength seeping out of you. And then cold, nothing.
[ His voice is as chilly as his words. ]
Maybe it won't happen here. Maybe it won't be this team. Maybe it will be some wild Pokemon you are trying to bend to your will. Maybe it will happen when you return home, where the price of death isn't just a five-day absence, but a loss of everything.What will happen when your Pokemon realize ( ... )
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As far as he knows and cares, N is just another bleeding heart who's trying to meddle in his affairs. Though, the fear shows - more in the way that Silver pales, abd how he narrows his eyes, the faint flickers of fear and the the anger. He's not weak - Death does not scare him.
Though Silver knows he's lying to himself.] You don't know anything about them or my methods of training. They are loyal and they would never turn on their Master. And if they did, then they'd turn on anyone else. Killing until they where put donw out of there misery like the stupid, direction-less things they'd be with out a Master.
All are loyal and would never turn on me, idiot. [Self delusion - Sneasel's only just loyal and Silver knows it.]
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Never mind the impressions of others. But why don't you stop by a mirror and think about what you just said? Only people who don't give a damn about their life would say such a thing.
[There's a firm voice that came up behind their backs. There is no sign of patience dripping out from it.
Red stands there, carrying an inhaler in hand. But he quickly pockets that away as he lets out a displeased, heavy breath. His eyes narrow as his expression dims faintly. His body is pale and his eyes are a little reddish from irritation.
Either way, that was the least of their worries. Red thought to himself now: Could it be that this is the problem that N was keeping away from him? Even if it was not, having to see N doing these things... Red refuses to accept this sight, but he isn't the type to reject reality.]... Silver, tell me. Is it that hard to accept the present? Why do you persist to live by the past? Have you ever stopped and thought about the future ( ... )
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No, he is not ashamed of what he has done.
But he is back to being lost. When Red kicks the bin he flinches, and he does so even worse when it seems Red is about to hit him. It makes him draw back, hurt that Red would even raise his hand like that.
He stays silent. But he has let go of Silver and will let him leave. ]
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[He just snorts at the questions, shoving his hands in his pockets. He's not going to say it, but-- they leave him uncomfortable, on edge - so he'll ignore most of them.] Tch. The future? That's me crushing Team Rocket and being the greatest Pokemon trainer ever. I'll surpass everyone - my father, the Rockets he lead and the stupid bints who defied his orders [There is a harsh, guttural snarl at that and Silver spits on the ground.] -- I don't care who you are, I'll be better than you. I'll be the strongest trainer ever. I don't have anyone to impress or fail!
[But he ( ... )
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[Since Red was dealing with Silver, Green decided to face N himself. They weren't on the best terms since their first meeting and their general attitudes back at their house, but ever since the curse, they didn't quite bother one another so often anymore. N obviously annoyed Green, but for Red's sake, Green put up with him.]
Hey, you. [There'll be a sharp ( ... )
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When he speaks his voice is soft, monotone: no emotion. He turns to Silver first. ]
I have met many Champions, and defeated my own. They all have one thing in common: their Pokemon love them, and fight for them out of that love.
Without that, you will never become the strongest. You will always be weak, as you are now.
[ His gaze shifts to Green. ]
Then you are a liar, and what use is a friend that doesn't want to care about someone?
[ And lastly to Red, his tone falling even lower. ]
Go sleep. Stop worrying about others and take care of yourself.
[ He ignores Green and Silver completely now, stepping over to cup Red's warm cheeks in his hands and to press the gentlest of kisses to his forehead.
And then he turns and walks away, deaf to any of them. ]
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Whatever. [He formed a fist at his side, then snorted - a pained wince following. Fuck. His nose. He scowled at all of them, eye's narrowing in anger as N just walked away, his hand tightening even more.]
Just like dad then. A coward. [It was a low, hate and spite filled whisper. He hated cowards - loathed them. But - he swallowed his anger for now. He needed to get his nose looked at before anything else and without another word, turned and stalked off in the direction of the clinic.]
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[For a moment as N talks to Red, Green feels the need to retort, push him away from him even after that brief moment of touch - but that wasn't something wise to do. Especially after what he had just said. Silently seething, he does his best to maintain a cold expression but somewhat fails to do so. Sadly, he doesn't have much patience left to talk Silver out of anything, so there's a sound of acknowledgement as he leaves.]
[...] Let's go. [His voice is sharp, but his actions are careful not to hurt the boy leaning on his side.] ... I'll drop you off at your home, then. [He'll start the walk slowly, keeping an eye on him at all times.] I have something I need to deal ( ... )
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No matter how hard Red tries to focus, his body weight just kept on falling against Green. He really needed his rest. All the best he can do is try and reach his hand towards N's silhouette... Pushing himself more like this, it shortly causes him to fully pass out and fall to the floor.]
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His expression doesn't look good... His eyebrows were both raised, a worried and sad expression frozen on him as he slept.]
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