#halcyon mind

[dragonplated]

@halcyon--mind || alien and her guard dog

"I know you're from a desert planet and all but are trees really that fascinating?" Did the desert not have any trees? Ever? Even here the desert areas had at least a few scraggly plants around their edges.

But, he supposed, if the entire planet was one large desert then maybe it made sense she'd never seen a tree.

"I guess you've never seen a lake either, then."

[millionsnife]

@halcyon--mind || stares at you with big wet cat eyes

"Alas, wife has abandoned me."

[goldendivinewrath]

@halcyon--mind [From here, for Tumblr formatting is still... itself.]

"O-oh, no! You don't have t--" It's not that the woman herself makes him nervous, not really. It's a little of the situation that gets the slightest sliver of an instant where his muscles lock up and he knows he might be driven to jerk back and create distance at the very least--

But he also knows the reason she's acting so quickly, crowding and touching and doing so with confidence, without even having seen evidence of that reason initially. Doctor, medic, help; Vash isn't sure why it feels so obvious seemingly long before the familiar sights are laid out before him, but it hardly matters when the tension unwinds. Not that it makes him any better a patient. "You really don't have to waste all that on me, I'll be fine--"

Okay, even he thinks he sounds like he's lying and he's not. It's just that she did see everything, apparently, and he's well aware that most of the time the decisions he makes and the things he does tend to seem... illogical. Yeah, that's a good word for it.

Okay, stupid, that's probably the more appropriate word; especially when the wince at the pressure on the wound can't possibly be helped. He hisses as quietly as he can through his teeth. Much as he can definitely say he's been through worse, pain is pain, no matter how well-meaning and delicate the hand. A good bedside manner helps, though. Along with intention.

He's tempted to argue that he'll be fine again, he really is. But at that point... "Thanks. I appreciate it." Well, there were benefits to less scarring, weren't there? "Ha, a little embarrassing that anyone saw all that, honestly..."

[dragonplated]

@halcyon--mind || Cont.

"Do you need to be the one personally giving it? It may be better received coming from one of us. As a people already in the system who have been using it for generations and who understand it and the few dangers it does have, we'd be better suited to explaining it than you would. You are still inherently a foreigner to us and our culture and no matter how much you learn now there's still things that you as someone not born and raised in Kanto just won't know to ask about."

Obviously not her fault, but it does mean that it could be something she overlooks during her explanations.

"It's easy enough for me to grab a couple trainers of various ages and have us give a quick talk about the circuit from the viewpoint of different ages."

[goldendivinewrath]

@halcyon--mind liked for a thing!

"Hey, so. Here's a weird question." Starting off great. "There's a philosophy to healing, isn't there? I mean-- I know it's science. What to do and not to do, how to treat wounds so they'll heal from experience and observation and all that." Humans have been learning for some time, even if they'd had to do a little re-learning after technology became... well, more lost.

"Sometimes they still don't though. Heal, I mean." Vash hears a little shake in his own voice, trying to push it aside. "And sometimes people go against what they're supposed to do, or what's commonly considered the right things, or the best things, and they heal anyway."

It didn't always seem fair. It usually doesn't seem fair, but he's not trying to debate a known fact. "I guess I just wonder how much will, or tenacity, play a part is all." He smiles some, stiff but there, not entirely certain where he was going with the thought in the first place. That wasn't really a question, after all. And not one he completely expects an answer to.

[dragonplated]

("Boss, there's a report about a lightning storm on Route 12."

"Mhm. And I'm hearing this why?"

"Doctor Mona's in the area."

Lance clicks his pen impatiently, the question clear. And?

"Reports from locals indicate Zapdos has been sighted in the area.")

The route's already begun to flood, Lance notes immediately as Noodle fights against the wind. The docks that litter the route are underwater, and he can already see the waves lapping against the treeline. He grimaces slightly as they crash through the branches, tree limbs tearing at him as his dragonite tears through trees with none of his usual grace.

Between the lightning, the high wind and the rain he doesn't think they'll be able to stay in the air much longer. It's a relief to spot Mona, huddled under a tree as she is. Noodle follows his gesture, nearly crashing to the ground in his haste, and Lance returns the pokemon to his ball before he tugs at Mona's wrist to pull her to her feet.

"We need to get out of the rain and to higher ground."

The problem is that there isn't really any higher ground; not anywhere reachable and certainly not before the route becomes impossible to navigate. They'll be swept away by the flooding waters before they find anything dry and high enough.

He glances up, scowling at the realization that a tree may be their only option. Definitely a problem with the lightning. route 12 had been a terrible choice of places to explore today, he supposes. With the wind, it's not safe for Noodle to try and fly the both of them out of here either, not without the risk of one or both of them being tossed by the wind. Not grabbing the rest of his team had been a mistake.

Possibly a fatal one.

"There should be a cave on one of the hillsides – did you see one?"

[humanitysong]

"Come here, let me have a look at you!"

There's a blond woman in the bed of the hospital room as they enter, Mona only being able to give a short greeting before her mother interrupts immediately. An idle conversation with a nurse reveals that Mona's mother has been buzzing all day, having been forewarned that Vash would be coming along for today's visit. She's thin, face a bit gaunt, but her tired eyes still hold a strong spark of life as she beams at him as he approaches.

With arms outstretched, Cora motions for him to lean down only to capture his face, inspecting him with a fake seriousness. Looking over his features, meeting his eye, occasionally tilting his head to see every angel. Her beaming smile returns quickly, releasing him with a soft chuckle.

"Oh, so handsome! I can see why Mona was drawn to you~"

"Mom...!"

"And sweet!" She exclaims as she notices the boquet of paper flowers he had brought along. A hand waves for him to sit with her. "Sit, sit! I need to know just how you've been treating my daughter."

Mona sighs dramatically behind them.

vash does as asked without any hesitation and sits down so cora can inspect him. his lips curl into a mischievous little smile. "and I can see where mona got her beauty from."

"I didn't think it was possible but I guess she will grow more beautiful day after day" words are followed by a carefree laugh and vash sits up. he turns around to look at mona, his gaze softening instantly.

"I treat her to the best of my abilities.... but not good enough for what she deserves." he admits before gently taking mona's hand into his. he means his words though, in his eyes mona deserved far more than a vagabond constantly on the run and dragging her into his problems. but since she had made it clear that she wanted this... all he could do was loving her as much as he could.

he presses a soft kiss to mona's hand before shifting his attention back to cora. "thank you - for having such an amazing daughter."

unprompted asks ( always accepting // @halcyon--mind ).

[humanitysong]

She reaches as high as she can, grasping at his coat and pulling downward before capturing him in a deep kiss. Mona pulls away slow, lingering, giving Vash the tiniest wink as she releases him from her hold. *she will deliver smooches*

sometimes he enjoys teasing mona by making sure he does not lower his head at all... but it isn't one of those days. instead he lets her do as she pleases, leaning into the kiss and smiling.

"what got you in such a generous mood?"

unprompted asks ( always accepting ) // @halcyon--mind .