darling, i’m a nightmare dressed as a daydream; Tabitha&Touko
@magmatxt
There’s something about volcanoes.
Revered, worshiped even, and yet an embodiment of fear.
A destructive kind of beauty.
A danger.
Perhaps it was that alone that drew people to them --- her at least.
And maybe it was things just like this that would be the end of her.
Was she almost at the top?
Each step she took strew little clouds of reddish brown dust. She had been trekking up easily enough, skin dusted red from hours of venturing.
It was hot. No doubt, getting hotter.
She huffed, reaching in her bag for her bottle of water. As she drank, she noticed that she was not alone here. The revelation piqued her interest.
Who else hiked up treacherous volcanoes?
Well, aside from the Trial Captain.
A young man --- tattooed, tanned and freckled.
With eyes like obsidian, he may just well belong here.
Just the very image of him struck volcano.
And what’s your story?
Their eyes meet and Touko hears the warning shot --- danger!
Pfft, danger schmanger.
The ground suddenly rumbles --- the makings of a peril.
She sees the falling rock before he does and without a second thought she tackles him, using her weight to push him out of the way.
Red dust engulfs them. She coughs and lets out a groan as she rolls onto her back.
Well, geez.
Hiking, heat, falling rocks --- the world was full of surprises, wasn’t it?
tell me, king, is there something about moral ambiguity that scares you?
“Having spent so much wallowing in self doubt after my final defeat as Team Plasma’s leader... Although nothing will absolve me from my crimes, I can tell you with great resolution that I am no longer afraid in my beliefs. Because of them, I know the real truth and now I seek a new ideal: an world where pokemon and humans can live together, in peace.”
