//All mail is on, magic anons, pelipper mail/malice, marshuna mail/malice, everything. And recently with a magic anon, anons can now influence their actions and emotions by telling it to do stuff//
Another update once again.
My name is Skyfire. I use it/they pronouns, not just they/them please try to also use it/its pronouns for me as well.
I am a pokemon, not that it is much of important what exactly I am. I am 18 years old as of recently.
I am champion rank in Paldea, part of Team Star, and my rivals consist of Penny, Arven, Nemona and recently Tisa.
I draw as a hobby of mines. I also study biology, am tasked with dealing with strong tera raid dens, unusual pokemon and situations, I am working towards documenting forms of pokemon including shiny pokemon.
Otherwise I love horror, gaming, painting, exploring, pokemon battling, spending time with friends and such.
I have a hard time getting some things and my memory is a bit faulty at times. Please feel free to explain things to me more if I failed to get what you were trying to say.
All mail is unfortunately on and I cannot turn it off.
//ooc section under the cut//
Ooc section here. I am the mod behind Skyfire. They are my Sona of sorts. So I use the same pronouns and go by the same name.
While I have been around rotomblr specifically for a few years I have been roleplaying for over half a decade. Do not be shy to send asks or ask questions or request stuff. I will be more than happy to answer.
Trigger warnings for this blog include
Mental breakdowns, torture mentions, gore descriptions, death mentions, repetition, memory loss, injury and mentions of pokemon consumption, death and abuse. While none of this is constant and I will tag posts accordingly to the best of my ability these come up enough for me to just let you all know.
No NSFW on this blog, the most I get is suggestive.
Skyfire's universe has a crossover with silksong due to the original skyfire's powers still lingering so don't be surprised to see talk of hollow knight and Silksong characters on here.
Both me and the character skyfire are a system.
Some refs for Skyfire kinda unfished in some of its forms
I have other blogs as well
@skyfire530 is my main blog
@wolves-and-magic-swords is a blog for another oc I have that will probably be involved once I get the motivation for them
@void-incarnate multi-fandom blog for whatever rp space I want to check out really.
@musings-of-a-moth is a new blog for Pharloomblr and I hope y'all like it .
They are nests especially if you arrange the blankets and pillows into a nest shape. However I think a better term would be a den since that does fit better when it comes to how beds look.
Well dens tend to be enclosed and very safe. If you feel vulnerable I suggest orienting yourself to have you back against a wall or at least close to it if the bed you're on is close or right next to a wall. So then you are able to look outwards and see all the room or most of it. Sometimes it helps with feeling less vulnerable.
They are nests especially if you arrange the blankets and pillows into a nest shape. However I think a better term would be a den since that does fit better when it comes to how beds look.
Well dens tend to be enclosed and very safe. If you feel vulnerable I suggest orienting yourself to have you back against a wall or at least close to it if the bed you're on is close or right next to a wall. So then you are able to look outwards and see all the room or most of it. Sometimes it helps with feeling less vulnerable.
They are nests especially if you arrange the blankets and pillows into a nest shape. However I think a better term would be a den since that does fit better when it comes to how beds look.
(pretend I checked the coherence on this lmao I’m just going to hope it’s readable)
Beheeyem (but also Aranza) Mail from Aranza!
[… Aranza!]
When one was almost certainly used to the sage 25 years in the future, seeing Aranza younger self certainly could have possibly been a jarring sight- but nobody could say with any confidence that despite his lack of later significant scarring he seemed any stronger than he was in his old age. In fact, that opposite would likely be true- grief and trauma turning to an uncontrolled constant paranoid rage was certainly a tool in a sense… But he’d not yet reached that point.
So instead, the sage- despite currently clutching an electrician’s hammer (so tightly his knuckles had gone white) in a violently shaking hand- looked exactly like what he was, a scared and confused man in a fancy robe that he’d learned to attribute his whole meaning to. With beyond tired bloodshot eyes (only four hours of sleep certainly does that), a stumble despite barely moving from issues standing up at all, beyond messy hair, and heavy wheezing to name a few… Frankly it was a surprise looking at him that he’d even been able to muster the willpower to try this at all.
Czesław clutched his head with his free hand, exhaling sharply as he looked around. The moment his eyes locked with Skyfire he raised the hammer and pointed at them, hand shaking so much more now that it was almost a miracle he didn’t accidentally toss it.
“Y-you! I told you to stop?! Why didn’t you stop?” He practically choked out, sounded like he was holding back a sob- which was fairly possible considering it did in fact look like he was starting to cry “I SAID I don’t want to hate you?!”
Skyfire was on all fours, mid stretch when it noticed Aranza. Claws dug into the dirt, ears pinning back and fur raising as it noticed the weapon. They scrambled up into a more defensive position. Teeth bared at Aranza.
They just stood there, slowly calming down. Fur remaining raised yest posture relaxing. They shakily went a bit closer. Attempting to just put a paw on the end of the weapon.
"Because I am my own person. With my own thoughts and feelings. I may not like him but I give the same amount of respect he gives back to me. I am sorry if out conversation hurt you. I intended to just keep it between us I am sorry you witnessed it. " Skyfire explained, well tried to. It wasn't sure what to say in this situation. It doubted anything could actually make things much better.
However they didn't move to attack. It didn't feel the need to. It didn't want to.
Aranza seethed inside, Skyfire was supposed to hate him! Not apologize! However Czesław was tired, confused, all he wanted was to collapse to the ground and cry- he hadn’t even barely been able to get out of bed these last few days, and to do so and go so far was mentally taxing for various reasons!
“You… You can’t mean it! You’re supposed to be evil, wicked! You don’t respect Him, and you’ll never respect me!” Aranza argued, shaking his head “… You… He says heretics will deceive us! Try to make us fall into evil! That’s… You’re deceiving me! Everyone hates me and deceives me and uses me! I… I need to be strong and fight back for once! F-FIGHT ME?!”
Despite his insistence he didn’t exactly raise the hammer or anything, still sort of just wobbling and staring at Skyfire.
Skyfire just looked at him. Seeming rather confused.
"I find it hard to hate anyone, there's no point really. Respect is something given and shared. If someone does not respect me I don't respect them. But I am not evil, or wicked. Or a heretic. Since I am the Arceus of my universe I doubt I could count as one." Skyfire said
"If everyone hated you I don't think Ghetsis would want you around. If everyone hated you I don't think you'd have the strive to even come here. " It sighed, sounding tired.
"I don't want to fight. I am tired." They tacked on
Skyfire gave the hammer a little pat for some reason not even it knew. If he looked closer at them, Czeslaw could see how tired they looked and that despite how calm it seemed their pupils remained small and looking towards the ground like a child who was in trouble.
“Then… Why else would you… Do all this?” Aranza asked, voice cracking as he struggled to reason with himself… It… Was hard to do that sometimes… Usually when he’d just stay in bed… Which was a lot “And… Ghetsis is different. He only sometimes wishes he didn’t care about me! That’s because ‘he’s a good person, and nobody else will ever care about me’! I… Don’t want everyone to hate him too! Like me…?”
He paused, hand lowering some “But… If we don’t fight… wh-what am I supposed to do…? I don’t want to go back right away, He’ll be angry I stole Anodyne for this thing…? Fighting is… It is… Time?”
"Because I care, because I despite how I feel like my words may do very little or nothing, I always have a small glimmer of hope that maybe the outcome will be better. I don't think if someone cares about you that they wish that they didn't. Unfortunately Ghetsis is disliked by many people, but he does have his followers so he can't be hated that much where your group is. You shouldn't have to worry about that." Skyfire mentioned, it seemed distant.
"Well you could spend the night, and I can take you back in the morning. It is not too much trouble. It might be late right now as well but perhaps some food would ease your mind." They offered.
Skyfire would figure out the logistics of all this later. Of having to explain this to their dad. It would definitely have to make sure to specify that Aranza did NOT hurt them. And just needed to stay one night.
Czesław thought through that first part for a long time, silent as he was unable to think of a response now that his panic was eased some, eventually he simply decided on a simple halfhearted “… Okay.”
“I… Don’t see why you would trust me with this thing, but… I thank you. If… Any work is in need of doing I will have no issues in doing this in exchange for the lodging, that is fair?” Czesław offered weakly, turning the hammer around in his hand so that he was letting Skyfire grab the handle- it was almost certain that both they and their father would prefer the sage to not have a potentially deadly weapon in his possessions.
After a moment he added “I don’t think I’d be comfortable with this if I didn’t feel I was contributing in exchange, it is best not to be a parasite you see? Please understand.”
Skyfire pondered for a moment with coming up for something for him to do.
"You could help me with making the meal." They offered, "though really you don't have to do anything I think not attempting to hurt me is enough in my eyes. But I would appreciate the help."
They gently took the hammer. Unsure what to do with it, it ended up hammerhead pointed to the ground in a resting position with Skyfire holding the handle.
It was glad Czeslaw calmed down a bit. They didn't want to have things escalate like what seemingly he had originally planned. Getting hit by a hammer didn't seem like a fun night activity.
It felt bad for thinking things would take a violent turn.
"I apologize for making you feel like you had to do all this. And for how I thought this would go originally. I am glad for things to have a peaceful resolution." Despite the fancy wording, it was clear they were genuinely really appreciative of how things went.
“I can do that! I’m… Better at doing baking, but I can clean the produce and clean up afterwards? That would be beneficial, it takes up much time? Do not worry, it’s… I like being useful. Making other people makes me happy because it feels like maybe people don’t hate me as much, and assures me I won’t go back to… Before. A useless parasite, he tells me.” Czesław nodded in agreement, trying to force himself to smile some, but it just seemed strained and awkward… Again, four hours of sleep every day wouldn’t help with that much. “Oh, and if we have ingredients… I can possibly make dessert if it is needed? I’m good at this thing?”
“And… I’m sorry I tried to do that. I’m working on things… It’s hard for myself to acknowledge that I don’t need to fight for my life anymore, some day… Maybe… I want to be a normal, good person.”
"To be honest I am also better at baking than cooking as well. But I do know some cooking, enough to get by and make things taste good. And yes your help will be beneficial, I would truly appreciate the help." They rambled, with underlying 'mrrps' under their words.
"I do think we should head back now then. Don't want to be back too late." While outside was nice, the sudden crash of anxiety and stress was draining. It wanted to go to bed and lay its head underneath a pillow and make a blanket nest oooh a blanket nest would be so nice. They should make one- They put their attention back to the tasks at hand. Rest later, food and getting Czeslaw settled in for the night first.
(pretend I checked the coherence on this lmao I’m just going to hope it’s readable)
Beheeyem (but also Aranza) Mail from Aranza!
[… Aranza!]
When one was almost certainly used to the sage 25 years in the future, seeing Aranza younger self certainly could have possibly been a jarring sight- but nobody could say with any confidence that despite his lack of later significant scarring he seemed any stronger than he was in his old age. In fact, that opposite would likely be true- grief and trauma turning to an uncontrolled constant paranoid rage was certainly a tool in a sense… But he’d not yet reached that point.
So instead, the sage- despite currently clutching an electrician’s hammer (so tightly his knuckles had gone white) in a violently shaking hand- looked exactly like what he was, a scared and confused man in a fancy robe that he’d learned to attribute his whole meaning to. With beyond tired bloodshot eyes (only four hours of sleep certainly does that), a stumble despite barely moving from issues standing up at all, beyond messy hair, and heavy wheezing to name a few… Frankly it was a surprise looking at him that he’d even been able to muster the willpower to try this at all.
Czesław clutched his head with his free hand, exhaling sharply as he looked around. The moment his eyes locked with Skyfire he raised the hammer and pointed at them, hand shaking so much more now that it was almost a miracle he didn’t accidentally toss it.
“Y-you! I told you to stop?! Why didn’t you stop?” He practically choked out, sounded like he was holding back a sob- which was fairly possible considering it did in fact look like he was starting to cry “I SAID I don’t want to hate you?!”
Skyfire was on all fours, mid stretch when it noticed Aranza. Claws dug into the dirt, ears pinning back and fur raising as it noticed the weapon. They scrambled up into a more defensive position. Teeth bared at Aranza.
They just stood there, slowly calming down. Fur remaining raised yest posture relaxing. They shakily went a bit closer. Attempting to just put a paw on the end of the weapon.
"Because I am my own person. With my own thoughts and feelings. I may not like him but I give the same amount of respect he gives back to me. I am sorry if out conversation hurt you. I intended to just keep it between us I am sorry you witnessed it. " Skyfire explained, well tried to. It wasn't sure what to say in this situation. It doubted anything could actually make things much better.
However they didn't move to attack. It didn't feel the need to. It didn't want to.
Aranza seethed inside, Skyfire was supposed to hate him! Not apologize! However Czesław was tired, confused, all he wanted was to collapse to the ground and cry- he hadn’t even barely been able to get out of bed these last few days, and to do so and go so far was mentally taxing for various reasons!
“You… You can’t mean it! You’re supposed to be evil, wicked! You don’t respect Him, and you’ll never respect me!” Aranza argued, shaking his head “… You… He says heretics will deceive us! Try to make us fall into evil! That’s… You’re deceiving me! Everyone hates me and deceives me and uses me! I… I need to be strong and fight back for once! F-FIGHT ME?!”
Despite his insistence he didn’t exactly raise the hammer or anything, still sort of just wobbling and staring at Skyfire.
Skyfire just looked at him. Seeming rather confused.
"I find it hard to hate anyone, there's no point really. Respect is something given and shared. If someone does not respect me I don't respect them. But I am not evil, or wicked. Or a heretic. Since I am the Arceus of my universe I doubt I could count as one." Skyfire said
"If everyone hated you I don't think Ghetsis would want you around. If everyone hated you I don't think you'd have the strive to even come here. " It sighed, sounding tired.
"I don't want to fight. I am tired." They tacked on
Skyfire gave the hammer a little pat for some reason not even it knew. If he looked closer at them, Czeslaw could see how tired they looked and that despite how calm it seemed their pupils remained small and looking towards the ground like a child who was in trouble.
“Then… Why else would you… Do all this?” Aranza asked, voice cracking as he struggled to reason with himself… It… Was hard to do that sometimes… Usually when he’d just stay in bed… Which was a lot “And… Ghetsis is different. He only sometimes wishes he didn’t care about me! That’s because ‘he’s a good person, and nobody else will ever care about me’! I… Don’t want everyone to hate him too! Like me…?”
He paused, hand lowering some “But… If we don’t fight… wh-what am I supposed to do…? I don’t want to go back right away, He’ll be angry I stole Anodyne for this thing…? Fighting is… It is… Time?”
"Because I care, because I despite how I feel like my words may do very little or nothing, I always have a small glimmer of hope that maybe the outcome will be better. I don't think if someone cares about you that they wish that they didn't. Unfortunately Ghetsis is disliked by many people, but he does have his followers so he can't be hated that much where your group is. You shouldn't have to worry about that." Skyfire mentioned, it seemed distant.
"Well you could spend the night, and I can take you back in the morning. It is not too much trouble. It might be late right now as well but perhaps some food would ease your mind." They offered.
Skyfire would figure out the logistics of all this later. Of having to explain this to their dad. It would definitely have to make sure to specify that Aranza did NOT hurt them. And just needed to stay one night.
Czesław thought through that first part for a long time, silent as he was unable to think of a response now that his panic was eased some, eventually he simply decided on a simple halfhearted “… Okay.”
“I… Don’t see why you would trust me with this thing, but… I thank you. If… Any work is in need of doing I will have no issues in doing this in exchange for the lodging, that is fair?” Czesław offered weakly, turning the hammer around in his hand so that he was letting Skyfire grab the handle- it was almost certain that both they and their father would prefer the sage to not have a potentially deadly weapon in his possessions.
After a moment he added “I don’t think I’d be comfortable with this if I didn’t feel I was contributing in exchange, it is best not to be a parasite you see? Please understand.”
Skyfire pondered for a moment with coming up for something for him to do.
"You could help me with making the meal." They offered, "though really you don't have to do anything I think not attempting to hurt me is enough in my eyes. But I would appreciate the help."
They gently took the hammer. Unsure what to do with it, it ended up hammerhead pointed to the ground in a resting position with Skyfire holding the handle.
It was glad Czeslaw calmed down a bit. They didn't want to have things escalate like what seemingly he had originally planned. Getting hit by a hammer didn't seem like a fun night activity.
It felt bad for thinking things would take a violent turn.
"I apologize for making you feel like you had to do all this. And for how I thought this would go originally. I am glad for things to have a peaceful resolution." Despite the fancy wording, it was clear they were genuinely really appreciative of how things went.
So I got gifted Nintendo online so I got the mega stones for the Kalos starters and baxcalibur. But I also now have the ability to trade.
If anyone that does not have the dlc but wants dlc pokemon or if someone wants a milotic because I have a bunch of extra shiny feebas. Or if someone wants a shiny dlc pokemon or a shiny pokemon I am open to just giving the extras away. And I have a ton of extra shiny pokemon. I even have some extra shiny alpha pokemon.
So if anyone is interested we can talk on this post or though dms
(pretend I checked the coherence on this lmao I’m just going to hope it’s readable)
Beheeyem (but also Aranza) Mail from Aranza!
[… Aranza!]
When one was almost certainly used to the sage 25 years in the future, seeing Aranza younger self certainly could have possibly been a jarring sight- but nobody could say with any confidence that despite his lack of later significant scarring he seemed any stronger than he was in his old age. In fact, that opposite would likely be true- grief and trauma turning to an uncontrolled constant paranoid rage was certainly a tool in a sense… But he’d not yet reached that point.
So instead, the sage- despite currently clutching an electrician’s hammer (so tightly his knuckles had gone white) in a violently shaking hand- looked exactly like what he was, a scared and confused man in a fancy robe that he’d learned to attribute his whole meaning to. With beyond tired bloodshot eyes (only four hours of sleep certainly does that), a stumble despite barely moving from issues standing up at all, beyond messy hair, and heavy wheezing to name a few… Frankly it was a surprise looking at him that he’d even been able to muster the willpower to try this at all.
Czesław clutched his head with his free hand, exhaling sharply as he looked around. The moment his eyes locked with Skyfire he raised the hammer and pointed at them, hand shaking so much more now that it was almost a miracle he didn’t accidentally toss it.
“Y-you! I told you to stop?! Why didn’t you stop?” He practically choked out, sounded like he was holding back a sob- which was fairly possible considering it did in fact look like he was starting to cry “I SAID I don’t want to hate you?!”
Skyfire was on all fours, mid stretch when it noticed Aranza. Claws dug into the dirt, ears pinning back and fur raising as it noticed the weapon. They scrambled up into a more defensive position. Teeth bared at Aranza.
They just stood there, slowly calming down. Fur remaining raised yest posture relaxing. They shakily went a bit closer. Attempting to just put a paw on the end of the weapon.
"Because I am my own person. With my own thoughts and feelings. I may not like him but I give the same amount of respect he gives back to me. I am sorry if out conversation hurt you. I intended to just keep it between us I am sorry you witnessed it. " Skyfire explained, well tried to. It wasn't sure what to say in this situation. It doubted anything could actually make things much better.
However they didn't move to attack. It didn't feel the need to. It didn't want to.
Aranza seethed inside, Skyfire was supposed to hate him! Not apologize! However Czesław was tired, confused, all he wanted was to collapse to the ground and cry- he hadn’t even barely been able to get out of bed these last few days, and to do so and go so far was mentally taxing for various reasons!
“You… You can’t mean it! You’re supposed to be evil, wicked! You don’t respect Him, and you’ll never respect me!” Aranza argued, shaking his head “… You… He says heretics will deceive us! Try to make us fall into evil! That’s… You’re deceiving me! Everyone hates me and deceives me and uses me! I… I need to be strong and fight back for once! F-FIGHT ME?!”
Despite his insistence he didn’t exactly raise the hammer or anything, still sort of just wobbling and staring at Skyfire.
Skyfire just looked at him. Seeming rather confused.
"I find it hard to hate anyone, there's no point really. Respect is something given and shared. If someone does not respect me I don't respect them. But I am not evil, or wicked. Or a heretic. Since I am the Arceus of my universe I doubt I could count as one." Skyfire said
"If everyone hated you I don't think Ghetsis would want you around. If everyone hated you I don't think you'd have the strive to even come here. " It sighed, sounding tired.
"I don't want to fight. I am tired." They tacked on
Skyfire gave the hammer a little pat for some reason not even it knew. If he looked closer at them, Czeslaw could see how tired they looked and that despite how calm it seemed their pupils remained small and looking towards the ground like a child who was in trouble.
“Then… Why else would you… Do all this?” Aranza asked, voice cracking as he struggled to reason with himself… It… Was hard to do that sometimes… Usually when he’d just stay in bed… Which was a lot “And… Ghetsis is different. He only sometimes wishes he didn’t care about me! That’s because ‘he’s a good person, and nobody else will ever care about me’! I… Don’t want everyone to hate him too! Like me…?”
He paused, hand lowering some “But… If we don’t fight… wh-what am I supposed to do…? I don’t want to go back right away, He’ll be angry I stole Anodyne for this thing…? Fighting is… It is… Time?”
"Because I care, because I despite how I feel like my words may do very little or nothing, I always have a small glimmer of hope that maybe the outcome will be better. I don't think if someone cares about you that they wish that they didn't. Unfortunately Ghetsis is disliked by many people, but he does have his followers so he can't be hated that much where your group is. You shouldn't have to worry about that." Skyfire mentioned, it seemed distant.
"Well you could spend the night, and I can take you back in the morning. It is not too much trouble. It might be late right now as well but perhaps some food would ease your mind." They offered.
Skyfire would figure out the logistics of all this later. Of having to explain this to their dad. It would definitely have to make sure to specify that Aranza did NOT hurt them. And just needed to stay one night.
(pretend I checked the coherence on this lmao I’m just going to hope it’s readable)
Beheeyem (but also Aranza) Mail from Aranza!
[… Aranza!]
When one was almost certainly used to the sage 25 years in the future, seeing Aranza younger self certainly could have possibly been a jarring sight- but nobody could say with any confidence that despite his lack of later significant scarring he seemed any stronger than he was in his old age. In fact, that opposite would likely be true- grief and trauma turning to an uncontrolled constant paranoid rage was certainly a tool in a sense… But he’d not yet reached that point.
So instead, the sage- despite currently clutching an electrician’s hammer (so tightly his knuckles had gone white) in a violently shaking hand- looked exactly like what he was, a scared and confused man in a fancy robe that he’d learned to attribute his whole meaning to. With beyond tired bloodshot eyes (only four hours of sleep certainly does that), a stumble despite barely moving from issues standing up at all, beyond messy hair, and heavy wheezing to name a few… Frankly it was a surprise looking at him that he’d even been able to muster the willpower to try this at all.
Czesław clutched his head with his free hand, exhaling sharply as he looked around. The moment his eyes locked with Skyfire he raised the hammer and pointed at them, hand shaking so much more now that it was almost a miracle he didn’t accidentally toss it.
“Y-you! I told you to stop?! Why didn’t you stop?” He practically choked out, sounded like he was holding back a sob- which was fairly possible considering it did in fact look like he was starting to cry “I SAID I don’t want to hate you?!”
Skyfire was on all fours, mid stretch when it noticed Aranza. Claws dug into the dirt, ears pinning back and fur raising as it noticed the weapon. They scrambled up into a more defensive position. Teeth bared at Aranza.
They just stood there, slowly calming down. Fur remaining raised yest posture relaxing. They shakily went a bit closer. Attempting to just put a paw on the end of the weapon.
"Because I am my own person. With my own thoughts and feelings. I may not like him but I give the same amount of respect he gives back to me. I am sorry if out conversation hurt you. I intended to just keep it between us I am sorry you witnessed it. " Skyfire explained, well tried to. It wasn't sure what to say in this situation. It doubted anything could actually make things much better.
However they didn't move to attack. It didn't feel the need to. It didn't want to.
Aranza seethed inside, Skyfire was supposed to hate him! Not apologize! However Czesław was tired, confused, all he wanted was to collapse to the ground and cry- he hadn’t even barely been able to get out of bed these last few days, and to do so and go so far was mentally taxing for various reasons!
“You… You can’t mean it! You’re supposed to be evil, wicked! You don’t respect Him, and you’ll never respect me!” Aranza argued, shaking his head “… You… He says heretics will deceive us! Try to make us fall into evil! That’s… You’re deceiving me! Everyone hates me and deceives me and uses me! I… I need to be strong and fight back for once! F-FIGHT ME?!”
Despite his insistence he didn’t exactly raise the hammer or anything, still sort of just wobbling and staring at Skyfire.
Skyfire just looked at him. Seeming rather confused.
"I find it hard to hate anyone, there's no point really. Respect is something given and shared. If someone does not respect me I don't respect them. But I am not evil, or wicked. Or a heretic. Since I am the Arceus of my universe I doubt I could count as one." Skyfire said
"If everyone hated you I don't think Ghetsis would want you around. If everyone hated you I don't think you'd have the strive to even come here. " It sighed, sounding tired.
"I don't want to fight. I am tired." They tacked on
Skyfire gave the hammer a little pat for some reason not even it knew. If he looked closer at them, Czeslaw could see how tired they looked and that despite how calm it seemed their pupils remained small and looking towards the ground like a child who was in trouble.
(pretend I checked the coherence on this lmao I’m just going to hope it’s readable)
Beheeyem (but also Aranza) Mail from Aranza!
[… Aranza!]
When one was almost certainly used to the sage 25 years in the future, seeing Aranza younger self certainly could have possibly been a jarring sight- but nobody could say with any confidence that despite his lack of later significant scarring he seemed any stronger than he was in his old age. In fact, that opposite would likely be true- grief and trauma turning to an uncontrolled constant paranoid rage was certainly a tool in a sense… But he’d not yet reached that point.
So instead, the sage- despite currently clutching an electrician’s hammer (so tightly his knuckles had gone white) in a violently shaking hand- looked exactly like what he was, a scared and confused man in a fancy robe that he’d learned to attribute his whole meaning to. With beyond tired bloodshot eyes (only four hours of sleep certainly does that), a stumble despite barely moving from issues standing up at all, beyond messy hair, and heavy wheezing to name a few… Frankly it was a surprise looking at him that he’d even been able to muster the willpower to try this at all.
Czesław clutched his head with his free hand, exhaling sharply as he looked around. The moment his eyes locked with Skyfire he raised the hammer and pointed at them, hand shaking so much more now that it was almost a miracle he didn’t accidentally toss it.
“Y-you! I told you to stop?! Why didn’t you stop?” He practically choked out, sounded like he was holding back a sob- which was fairly possible considering it did in fact look like he was starting to cry “I SAID I don’t want to hate you?!”
Skyfire was on all fours, mid stretch when it noticed Aranza. Claws dug into the dirt, ears pinning back and fur raising as it noticed the weapon. They scrambled up into a more defensive position. Teeth bared at Aranza.
They just stood there, slowly calming down. Fur remaining raised yest posture relaxing. They shakily went a bit closer. Attempting to just put a paw on the end of the weapon.
"Because I am my own person. With my own thoughts and feelings. I may not like him but I give the same amount of respect he gives back to me. I am sorry if out conversation hurt you. I intended to just keep it between us I am sorry you witnessed it. " Skyfire explained, well tried to. It wasn't sure what to say in this situation. It doubted anything could actually make things much better.
However they didn't move to attack. It didn't feel the need to. It didn't want to.
Lord Ghetsis I’m stealing Anodyne you can be upset when I get back I have no issues with that but I cannot sit by and let this thing continue and have any sort of healthy reaction to it my apologies when you read this.
