WELCOME TO THE SINNOH REGION, a massive island rich with exploration and Pokemon. Legends say that Sinnoh was the very first Pokemon region to come into being;
and so the nefarious Team Galactic has begun searching for the time and space Pokemon in an effort to destroy and recreate the entire Pokemon Universe. Will you step up, earn your badges,
and fight to defend the world? Or do you believe in Galactic ideals, wishing to follow their efforts in starting anew?
[ 08.15 ] Welcome to Sinnoh! Team Rocket have arrived in Sinnoh and have left a very daunting message here. With the introduction of a new class comes another promo!
Check out the rocket promotion here and stay tuned for many more exciting events!
major news alert!
witness reports from all over the region has been flooding in about strange happenings at the three lakes. what's more perplexing is that these occurrences seem to be happening spontaneously at the lakes. just moments ago, a burst of light erupted at the locations and residents in the vicinity have reported that the lake-side pokemon have turned aggressive and attack on sight.
However, there have been rumours and sightings of the legendary lake trio which has had trainers flocking in from all over the region.
old habits die hard. it's as if nothing has changed; all those years between them can't match up to the amount of times they've twined their fingers together. it's not until then that she realizes how much she's been aching, yearning to hold him like this again. it's cruel, really, that they're doing this to themselves, but she can't will herself to pull away. things were simple before. she had one path, one goal, one ambition, nothing left in her pass to tether her to another world. and now she's splitting in two, but it's not for the reasons he's saying.
irritation glances over her, brought forward by the pinprick stings of guilt she still can't manage to shake. "you don't have to protect me. you can't protect me." she falls silent, wants to keep going, try to break through to him that he doesn't have to stay. she's been aware of his hindrance, of his dependence on rocket, more deep-rooted than her own at the time, but now that she's on the other side of the field, it's worse than ever. while the grass may not exactly be green under her feet, at least it's not dead, at least it's not poison. but she knows no matter what she says, she's not going to be able to pull him out.
she drops her arm, tilts her head to rest her calmed gaze over his. she speaks slowly, surely, squeezes her fingers against his in some sort of reassurance to soften the blow of what she's going to say. "eventually rocket will discover who i am, who i've allied myself with, and you'll be there. like you said, they'll use you. and like i said, when the time comes, i can't hold back. and neither can you." and then she unlaces their fingers, clenches them together to trap the warmth, but the feeling is replaced with a cold sort of emptiness as soon as they curl into loose fists.
she closes her eyes, breathes out softly through her nose. "i need you to promise me something. if it comes down to your safety and you have to choose between yourself and me, choose the former." her eyes are cold when she opens them again. "i don't need anyone else to get hurt because of me. not again. so promise."
Post by LUCAS BLACKBURN on Sept 8, 2016 19:55:12 GMT
"you and i both know i can't promise you that." despite the coldness in her eyes he maintains his gaze for as long as she does. he finds himself scratching against the rough fabric of the bed in an attempt to distract himself from the longing that he felt when their fingers separated. "i'm not going to promise you that." he can guess how she'll react, she won't like it, might even get angry or annoyed, but he doesn't care. her safety has always been his number one priority, more so now than ever before. he won't lose her again.
this is nothing new from the boy, always so headstrong, so stubborn. he still does the same things he did last time when he gets frustrated; the fidgeting of his fingers, the bouncing leg, and eventually the much needed drink. he slides off of the bed, eyes staring down at the floor as he walks over to the mini fridge. he bends down into a squat as he opens the fridge, hand remaining on the door as he holds it open. it's more of a distraction, a way to cope with the frustration he felt.
"they only have water," he comments. he keeps his voice neutral as he reaches for two bottles. he then sighs because he realizes that no matter how hard they tried rocket would always win. his head hangs low as he closes the fridge, he doesn't turn around quite yet. "i'm sorry." his hand hovers over the cap of the bottle, fingers tracing the outline of it. "i tried to leave rocket a few times. i didn't get very far, all of the attempts ended with me going back." he recalls trying to flee after hearing of avery's death. the sad part was that they didn't even chase after him. it was like they knew their dog would come running back home.
"as much as i want to leave, and believe me i do, i just can't." he grabs the two bottles and slowly stands back up, like he's been defeated. "please don't go after rocket."
fine. she doesn't know what she expected, but after all that's happened, why can't he let her have this? but she consoles herself by saying they won't get in that situation. she won't let that happen. empty promises, she knows, but she'd rather carry husks than nothing at all. and perhaps, she thinks, so should lucas. she half-sits when he gets up and off the bed, watches his back as he rummages around in the kitchen. they've shared secrets, honest truths, bold-faced truths, truths that had damaged their relationship in the short run, only to bolster it, fortify it down the road. their promise to each other hand been a quiet one, inscrutable, almost a look and nothing more. i'll never lie to you.
"okay," she says. she shakes away a hundred other memories, holds scissors with stiffened fingers to cut some of the threads that tie them together. he speaks with his back to her and she listens quietly, crosses the distance between them on nimble feet. when he stands, she pauses, hands half-raised because she gets stuck in another moment in time where they'd been smiling, laughing softly under their breaths when she'd skirted her fingers over his hips, rested her chin on his shoulder when he leaned into her.
it's muscle memory, tangible déjà vu as the warmth of his skin runs over her palms. her arms circle around him and she breathes against the side of his neck. she's happy he still has his back to her, afraid he'd be able to read the lie in the backs of her eyes. "okay," she says again. "i'll do what i can, everything i can." lips press gingerly, sweetly, to the underside of his jaw, and she tries not to choke on the wrongness of it all.
her phone buzzes in her pocket. she withdraws a hand. return to hq now. she swallows. "i have to go." the perfect excuse for a hasty escape. she pulls away reluctantly, makes her way to the door before he can try to coax her back. one hand rests on the knob and she bows her head. "lucas..." say it. at least say this. "maybe you couldn't before because you didn't have a reason. but now..." she twists her wrist, opens the door a crack so she can make sure no one's watching. and when the coast is clear, she half-turns, looks over her shoulder. grey eyes are warm, vulnerable. "just, if you leave, know that now you'll have someplace to go. you'll have a home."
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