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route_10652012-05-19 08:22 am
shakespearealien) wrote in route_10652012-05-19 08:22 am
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There are things Evronians are simply not supposed to do.
Who: Gorthan (shakespearealien) and GLaDOS (neurotoxined).
Where: Goldenrod City.
When: After the Rocket chaos is over.
Summary: When Gorthan had asked GLaDOS out on a date, there were several things he wasn't counting on happening.
Rating: PG at most?
Log:
A reminder for next time.
Before setting up this kind of appointment, make perfectly sure that no battles against a Legendary Pokémon are scheduled to occur in the meantime.
"Behee?" the extraterrestrial Pokémon tipped its large head inquisitively to one side, staring at its trainer with glowing green eyes as it floated alongside him.
Gorthan shook his head. "This isn't what I was originally going for, is all." As he walked down the Goldenrod base's underground corridors, the Evronian-turned-human still showed a definite limp, something which his use of an old-fashioned wooden walking stick only attempted to hide. He was dressed with a casual elegance, black slacks and a light green dress shirt.
Indeed, there were many things Gorthan did not even imagine would happen when he had first asked his first female coworker on a date. He wasn't counting on ending up with a bad leg, for one, one that would likely take over a week to heal. And then there was the way he felt inside, after watching all those images of flooded cities and people and Pokémon in danger. Emptiness. Regret. If he knew that, unlike almost every Evronian ever, he had a soul, why did he keep thinking it was a good idea to silence it and keep forging on, leaving nothing but destruction and sadness in his wake? And the irony of it was that, apparently, he had received a promotion; that tonight, he actually had something to celebrate, in spite of his mood.
He briefly wondered if there was any way Caroline would ever share these concerns of his. Probably not, he concluded; but women and the many layers of their selves were still a mystery to him, and he was open to being surprised.
"Nonetheless, it should prove a rather interesting experience." Gorthan flashed a small smile at his Beheeyem as he came to a stop in front of the exit that separated the Rocket base from the world outside.
He hoped that Caroline, as someone who, like him, had suddenly found herself in Johto with a body that wasn't hers, shared his excitement at least in part. More than anything romantic, he reckoned, tonight was an opportunity for him - and perhaps for them both - to pretend they were people. In every sense of the expression.
shakespearealien) and GLaDOS (neurotoxined).Where: Goldenrod City.
When: After the Rocket chaos is over.
Summary: When Gorthan had asked GLaDOS out on a date, there were several things he wasn't counting on happening.
Rating: PG at most?
Log:
A reminder for next time.
Before setting up this kind of appointment, make perfectly sure that no battles against a Legendary Pokémon are scheduled to occur in the meantime.
"Behee?" the extraterrestrial Pokémon tipped its large head inquisitively to one side, staring at its trainer with glowing green eyes as it floated alongside him.
Gorthan shook his head. "This isn't what I was originally going for, is all." As he walked down the Goldenrod base's underground corridors, the Evronian-turned-human still showed a definite limp, something which his use of an old-fashioned wooden walking stick only attempted to hide. He was dressed with a casual elegance, black slacks and a light green dress shirt.
Indeed, there were many things Gorthan did not even imagine would happen when he had first asked his first female coworker on a date. He wasn't counting on ending up with a bad leg, for one, one that would likely take over a week to heal. And then there was the way he felt inside, after watching all those images of flooded cities and people and Pokémon in danger. Emptiness. Regret. If he knew that, unlike almost every Evronian ever, he had a soul, why did he keep thinking it was a good idea to silence it and keep forging on, leaving nothing but destruction and sadness in his wake? And the irony of it was that, apparently, he had received a promotion; that tonight, he actually had something to celebrate, in spite of his mood.
He briefly wondered if there was any way Caroline would ever share these concerns of his. Probably not, he concluded; but women and the many layers of their selves were still a mystery to him, and he was open to being surprised.
"Nonetheless, it should prove a rather interesting experience." Gorthan flashed a small smile at his Beheeyem as he came to a stop in front of the exit that separated the Rocket base from the world outside.
He hoped that Caroline, as someone who, like him, had suddenly found herself in Johto with a body that wasn't hers, shared his excitement at least in part. More than anything romantic, he reckoned, tonight was an opportunity for him - and perhaps for them both - to pretend they were people. In every sense of the expression.
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"So you can still feel... whole? Even without them?"
He was forced to pause when their orders came. Once the waiter left, Gorthan seemed in no hurry to start his meal.
"There is a part of myself that I do not always have. And when it is gone... I am not sure I feel complete."
By now, he knew she wouldn't understand. But something deep within him compelled to share his inner conflict. Perhaps the need to attempt to soothe it, somewhat, by revealing it.
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A pause. Yes, perhaps Caroline wasn't the right person to tell this to, if he was looking for empathy. Was he, though? Maybe all he wanted was to tell his story to someone who would, maybe not understand - just listening was more than enough.
"It is something that earthlings call... a conscience."