#trainercasey

[champcrowned]

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Come Get your Smooches! ▶ 2/3

@trainer-casey

        Oh, he’s caught an angel!  Never mind it’s Casey, an easy mistake since the two have little differences.  Spinning on his heel he pulls the smaller into a gentle embrace, chuckling all the while before setting her down.

        “Wonderful to see you, my little Champion.” He closes the gap between them, fingers lacing with hers as Leon grasps her hand.  She always did have a sweetness to her.

[swordbond-a]

@trainer-casey​

“Oh, welcome to my camp, lass.  What brings you ‘ere?” He’s surrounded by several Snom scooting along the ground, Victor himself crouched down waving the little pokemon toy toward one of the runts.

[rangerfxther]

“Reboot Complete”

It had taken the ranger months to wake up from his last mission. He was lost to time, confused and disorientated once he had regained consciousness. He knew he was the chief ranger...and that was about it. he couldn’t remember anything. Not his family, not his adventures and not even his own child.

When Casey came to see him, he was at his desk working on some papers when he heard them come in. He looked up, staring at the smaller individual for quite some time. He made a confused face, struggling to remember this person who was his own kin.

His mind drew a completely blank. The doctor did tell him that it would be some time before he would remember...if he were to remember at all.

“Uhh...” he started, scratching the side of his head. What should he say? Who were they? What should he do? The awkward silence was soon broken by Kellyn’s attempt to make a conversation.

“Hi there. I’m Kellyn, did you need something?“ he asked, in a genuine attempt to make a good impression on whomever was here to see him.

[rangerfxther]

A (short?) drabble in between Casey and Kellyn getting back, to the post I will reblog in just a moment.

(read more for length, and possible interpretations of negative thoughts and self-harm)

Kellyn shook the excess water from his hair, running a hand through the now-clean strands. He stared long and hard in the mirror, seeing an exhausted and aging father and ranger. The previous night was hard. He had been up for over 48 hours at this point, and due to that he had a serious lack of judgement on his child's welfare. If he was going any slower with the progress he's made with Casey, he'd be going backwards. Kellyn was hoping after all this time, he would be able to look them straight in the eye and tell them how much they meant to him.

He still wasn't able to say anything.

"What kind of parent am I?" he asked himself quietly, as he began to get himself dressed. A terrible one. He knew the answer. He left his child alone at three years old, and somehow expected them to get along without any hassle. He was a fool. A moron for such thoughts. He left them behind for good reasons—one he felt that if he didn't take care of properly, he would lose them like Lucille. Ah, the love of his life. They had been together for some time before they got married and had Casey, the time was too short. He wanted those days back, the three of them living together happily again. time was not kind to Kellyn by any means, he had even more scrapes and scars even after his child went to live with Auntie.

Seeing their father beaten up and bruised sent a depressing message to his child. The last ten years for Kellyn had been nothing short of dangerous and exhausting, sans the few times he was able to do paperwork was a blessing. That was something Casey was able to witness after all these years. Their father spent no time idling about, and had been working straight through to protect them, and the rest of the region. It was something to explain to them once they both were cleaned up and rested. He loved his child so much, he separated himself from them for their own safety.

He pulled a new tanktop on, gently going around the decently-sized dash in his backside. He was sore from the fall, and from the extra work he had been doing the days prior.

“I’m not as young as I used to be.” he complained to nobody in particular.

Even now, the ranger felt that it still wasn't safe for Casey to know the sordid details of what he had done ten years ago. Yet, after the last night and everything that had happened, he had no choice but to tell them. They deserved to know, especially because of his reaction to almost losing his child.

It wasn't going to be easy.