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Who: Sion and Ryner
Where: Their house outside Ecruteak
When: October 3
Summary: Brooding and homesickness finally comes to a head
Rating: PG
Log:
Sion sat on a knoll near the edge of the pond out back, bundled up in a thick sweater against the autumn chill. He wasn't actually looking at the pond, though... or at anything in particular, when it came down to it. Much as training and looking after his (seemingly ever expanding) team took up so much of his time, he still never seemed to have enough to do lately, never seemed to be able to stay busy enough to keep his mind off things. It had been easier when they were traveling, with the planning and all the little tasks that needed to be done each day, but even with as many chores as could be found around the house, now Sion simply had too much time on his hands.
Which meant he got to thinking about things he was probably better off not thinking about. Which meant he'd started brooding on them. The situation back home. The people he'd known and lost here. What he'd been just about to do before being whisked away to this strange world....
It wasn't that he disliked it, exactly. In fact, he counted every day, every hour, every minute he spent with Ryner as a boon, as time he never would have had otherwise. But that didn't change what he knew had to happen, what he was going to have to do whenever they both returned to Roland. He'd never been happy about the choice he made, but he was sure it was the right one, the best one. For Ryner's sake, he had to.
The problem was, right now, Sion wasn't even sure he could, anymore.
With such melancholy thoughts circulating in his head, Sion sighed at his own foolishness and weakness, gazing sightlessly at the vista in front of him as he wondered what he was supposed to do now.
Where: Their house outside Ecruteak
When: October 3
Summary: Brooding and homesickness finally comes to a head
Rating: PG
Log:
Sion sat on a knoll near the edge of the pond out back, bundled up in a thick sweater against the autumn chill. He wasn't actually looking at the pond, though... or at anything in particular, when it came down to it. Much as training and looking after his (seemingly ever expanding) team took up so much of his time, he still never seemed to have enough to do lately, never seemed to be able to stay busy enough to keep his mind off things. It had been easier when they were traveling, with the planning and all the little tasks that needed to be done each day, but even with as many chores as could be found around the house, now Sion simply had too much time on his hands.
Which meant he got to thinking about things he was probably better off not thinking about. Which meant he'd started brooding on them. The situation back home. The people he'd known and lost here. What he'd been just about to do before being whisked away to this strange world....
It wasn't that he disliked it, exactly. In fact, he counted every day, every hour, every minute he spent with Ryner as a boon, as time he never would have had otherwise. But that didn't change what he knew had to happen, what he was going to have to do whenever they both returned to Roland. He'd never been happy about the choice he made, but he was sure it was the right one, the best one. For Ryner's sake, he had to.
The problem was, right now, Sion wasn't even sure he could, anymore.
With such melancholy thoughts circulating in his head, Sion sighed at his own foolishness and weakness, gazing sightlessly at the vista in front of him as he wondered what he was supposed to do now.
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Although ignorant of the details (and many would say that's a good thing), he could tell. Sion being homesick, duty-bound to Roland as the king, was nothing new. Didn't make it any better seeing him brooding like that, but didn't make it any less expected either.
(And to an extent, Ryner understood. He didn't share the exact same view, of course, not being bound by duty and therefore instead seeing Johto more as freedom from everything that made his life hell, for others as well as himself. But every day that passed, he was reminded that Ferris wasn't there. Every Thunderbolt that Rose cast, he was reminded of his own magic that he could no longer call. And how can somewhere be heaven if your best friend isn't happy there?
Reasons why if there was a way to make a gate between worlds one could pass freely between, he'd offer his services despite his lazy nature.)
Noticing and doing anything about it are, of course, two completely separate things. Especially when Ryner's own opinions on the matter had always been different. But naturally Marian had noticed too, and she'd asked Ryner to talk to him, because she's worried and she of course doesn't know if it's her place to ask, as though that should matter, but then of course Rose saw them talking and got upset because she wasn't involved and what if Marian was scheming something, because of course Rose still could not let that go, he was already making a mental note to check the library for something soon because for god's sake... But ultimately, between a homesick Sion and an angry Rose, he'd rather let Rose cool off.
"Hey, Sion."
So it was that Ryner came to join Sion outside, bringing with him a couple freshly made mugs of tea - with the weather cooling off as it was, maybe it'd be helpful.
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Sion glanced up, a smile automatically falling into place with the ease of years of practice. If he was surprised by Ryner's approach, well, he wasn't letting on to it, though truthfully, his timing could have been better. Just now Sion was feeling uncomfortably, almost painfully aware of how fleeting their time was in the end.
"What brings you out here?"
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Better to ease into it, right? Probably.
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He sighed. "She's kinda worried about you. You've been brooding a little more than usual, and I guess she just wanted me to make sure you're okay."
Not that she'd had to try too hard to convince him. ...Especially with Rose being Rose, but.
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"Perhaps it's just the cold," he said with a shrug. "It's bearable now, but knowing what's still to come..."
Yes, being somewhat gloomy because of gloomy weather was a good excuse, wasn't it?
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"Well, yeah. Winter's gonna be a pain, even with the fire types all helping out... And that's not even getting into how bothersome October's gonna be, if the last few years are anything to go by." The less said about which, the better, but.
He leaned back a little to look up at the sky. "...Still, that's not all of what's got you down, is it."
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Ryner's question earned a frown that was almost immediately smoothed into a slightly puzzled expression, however. "What are you talking about?"
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"... Yeah," he admitted simply. There wasn't much more to say on the matter, as far as he was concerned.
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"It's a real pain, you know? Johto's a great place, but... you've done so much for Roland. You shouldn't have to just leave that behind." He let his gaze fall to the pond in front of them and sighed. "And as much as I like it here, it wouldn't be the same without you" - it already wasn't the same without Ferris, hadn't been since she'd left - "but if you're not happy...
"...Haa, I guess what I'm trying to say is, I wish there was something in between, y'know?"
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But...
"I guess," he replied. "But it wouldn't be the same, without you around. I mean, even if you're an asshole who drives me up the wall sometimes, you're my best friend, Sion. I don't want to lose you."
Deep down, he knew that everything he had here was far better than he, with his cursed eyes (sealed as they were, here, or not) and blood-stained hands, deserved. He knew he was the last person who deserved to make wishes like that. But yet... was it really too much to ask of the world? All he wanted was his friend to be with him, and happy. Surely... Surely even he could be allowed that much, right?
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"I suppose nothing can last indefinitely," Sion remarked. "Though, you at least deserve something better than what I have to offer, something better than Roland."
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But then he turned to look at his friend. "Don't sell yourself short, though, Sion. You've done more for me than I could've ever asked for. And for Roland... You've done wonders there."
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Someplace far away and safe from the nefarious doings under the surface of their world. Someplace safe from Sion, when it came down to it.
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"... I suppose all there is for it is to make the best of things while it lasts," he finally said, quietly.
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He reached over to place a hand on Sion's shoulder. "But while it lasts, maybe try not to worry so much about it. Granted, this is you we're talking about, but... If all you do is dread the day we go home, that's not really making the best of the time we've got, right?"
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"That's one way to look at it..."
It didn't mean it was easy, though. Especially with the sense of guilt gnawing at him.
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(He didn't, actually, know. But then, he didn't know that he didn't know. Again, ignorance and bliss are quite synonymous in this case.)
"Sooner or later, this place'll send us back. Until then, we're here. Can't do anything to change that either way, ourselves. Unless that guy who's calling himself leader ever actually finds anything, but he's all talk."
He placed his own tea down next to him in order to bring that hand up to cover a yawn, not wanting to move the one on Sion's shoulder. "Ahhh, so since we can't do anything to change it, there's no reason to worry so much. Especially if it worries the Pokemon, right?"
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In the end though, he pushed most of those thoughts aside, instead responding to the other part of Ryner's remark.
"That one who seemed to believe that all martial law consists of is declaring it?" he asked with an exasperated sigh.
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...He couldn't help but playfully open one eye. "Though, if he actually sleeps without reminders, that's one point in his favor."
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He decided to ignore Ryner's second remark though in favor of pursuing a train of thought that had occurred to him.
"Though realistically speaking, if one had enough people and properly trained pokemon, I doubt it would be very hard to stage a military coup of some sort here..."
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His eyes were drawn briefly to a little bit of sudden splashing in the middle of the pond - probably one or more of the fish playing or something.
"Besides, kind of a waste when there's not much a government could even do to fix this place's problems. Just having a king isn't gonna get rid of Team Rocket or anything."
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"And that's precisely why some sort of organized authority would make a difference," he added in reply to Ryner's second remark. "As it is, there's no true consequences for crime, no way to either deter criminals nor protect citizens. Really, there's no government here to speak of. It would take some doing, but if someone were to amass the strength first to obtain a position of power, than organize a reasonably effective system..."
He trailed off with a slight shrug.
"While I'm sure there will always be dedicated troublemakers, it would certainly thin their ranks and weaken their power if more people were discouraged from aiding them."
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"Just saying, seems like it wouldn't be worth the effort, when there's probably a better way to deal with things."
Then again, what did he know.
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Of course, he wasn't entirely sure whether it was worth the effort, himself, just for slightly different reasons.
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After all, when had anyone done more than express disapproval of Team Rocket? Far as he could tell, nobody'd ever actually tried to do anything to stop them.