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he walks out of the pokemon center with bandages taped all over his face. the latest of rory's beatings left him with a split on his lip and a plethora of bruises to match. he can say that this is truly one of the worse moments in his life. again and again does he fail each and every mission that rory sets him up on, and every time he has to go back to that despicable bastard he comes out bloody and beaten.
he shoulders up his backpack - wincing at how it slides across his back - and walks into the route. he needs some time alone to think. maybe train a little, but cain can't really find the motivation to do so at the moment.
cain stares down at the ground. he's worthless. he couldn't even stand up for himself when he needed it the most. cain's so wrapped up in his self-loathing that he walks mindlessly through the route. it's only a matter of time before he bumps into someone he knows all too well.
"natalia?"
NATALIA HYNES 170 ● muse ● going 2 assume there's a pokemo center here \o/
Post by NATALIA HYNES on Jun 16, 2015 23:34:20 GMT
Nia was currently in debate. Not much to debate really, but a debate nonetheless. She was wondering if she should hang out in Littleroot for a bit or if she should continue on into route 101 and start her training. Both Miasma and Aigis needed a good warm up battle or three, each, at the least. So route 101 was sounding better by the se-
Nia just blinked as something pushed her body, but she didn't move. The bump caused her brows to arch and she slowly turned to see who it was or what it was that hit her.
"Novak?" The question came with a curious brow, but melted into a sweet smile and a delicate tilt of her head. "Cain~" It was almost too sweet how his name came out in sing song. "I didn't expect to see you here. Are you on duty? Are you surveying the area?" She wouldn't put it past Rory to send somebody along side her to do her job... or something. What was she doing anyway? Just pretending to be a trainer? A sleeper of sorts.
All that mess aside, she leaned toward him for a small embrace before backing up and looking him over. "...what ran you over?"
a look of recognition crosses nia's face, and it lights up in a smile. she's happy to see him for some reason. cain smiles back. "hey nia, i'm just uh--" he doesn't want to say that he's on another special mission for rory. one that he'll probably fail and get beat up over again.
he attempts to turn away and hide his injuries, but she's quick to crush him in a small hug. he embraces it. a gentle touch is nice after a while. cain wraps his arms around nia. he feels a little dejected after, because it's far too short for cain to properly enjoy. he feels as if he hasn't hugged anyone for a while -- a couple weeks, probably.
he looks down at the ground when she asks. what's he supposed to say? he hunches his shoulders and gives her a weak smile. "...a truck?"
Post by NATALIA HYNES on Jun 24, 2015 11:52:51 GMT
Devouring his person with her eyes, she searched him up and down again. This didn't look like a truck had hit him. More like he stood there as a load of punches were hurled his way. Perhaps a few defense wounds, but nothing that showed he was able to put up very much of of a fight. She frowned. This must have been Rory's work.
"Was it Rory?" She arched a brow. She hoped it was somebody else in the team, that way she could beat them physically without having to worry about writing up a report or request to do so... or being punished for not writing up anything and beating the living daylights out of them anyway.
"Why on earth would he smash your face in so?" She frowned, then tilted his head. "He does love punching things..."
he can feel her eyes on him, taking stock of his injuries. cain hunches his shoulders. he looks at the ground or at his feet -- anywhere but her. she figures it out immediately. cain immediately starts to protest, but the look on her face instantly shuts whatever excuse he has in mind.
"..." cain doesn't say anything, but his silence is an answer in itself. nia continues, taking a carefully manicured finger and tilting his head. he wouldn't want to burden her with his problems or bother her, but cain knows that nia wouldn't leave him alone without an answer. she's very opinionated. there's not one person she wouldn't stand up to. not even rory, if she wanted to.
"it's not a big deal. i deserved it -- i just failed a mission and he got angry..." he tries to shrug it off like it's nothing. cain's too afraid to stand up for himself. rory's words echo in his mind. he owns cain, and he can't do anything about it. and nobody should be sucked into his problems anyways, not even nia.
Post by NATALIA HYNES on Jun 26, 2015 12:17:59 GMT
Disappointment filled her eyes, but it wasn't in any way directed at him. Next came a flux of anger, another thing that wasn't directly pointed at him. Her emotions were starting to show and in an attempt to reel them back into her mind she moved her arms to embrace Cain, a small sigh escaping her.
"Part of me wonders if he does this just to show how 'big and bad' of a boss he is, yet another part of me wonders..." she leaned back then, looking him in the eyes with a delicate smile. "If he's trying in his own odd way to show you how to take a punch. How to grow up. Maybe push you over the edge so you'll stand up to him." A soft sigh escaped her then, and she slowly moved away from him enough so they could have a better view of one another.
Her hand moved into her pocket, pulling out a berry. Sure she kept them for her pokemon and herself for a late night snack, but sometimes humans needed the healing properties as well. She held it out to him with the same delicate smile as before. "Here, it will help with your wounds."
[attr=class,ashes] some unknown emotions swirl in her eyes. he can't really discern them -- is she upset? angry? she suddenly envelops him in a hug. cain sighs along with her, closing his eyes and savouring the moment while he can. it feels good to hug after a while. nia feels like the sister he never had.
he looks to the side and hangs his head at her comment. "i could never stand up to him..." cain murmurs. he couldn't. he's too passive. cain can't bring himself to swing a punch or say spiteful things. it's simply not in his nature. he'd rather delegate them to his pokemon or just run away.
nia's hands fall from him. she digs into her pocket to show a berry. "thank you." cain says, greatfully taking the berry from her hands. he takes a bite. it's delicious -- his teeth breaks the plump skin and sweetness immediatly floods his mouth.
what about nia, though? he reflects the question back at her. he needs a change of topic. "how are you doing?"
