Red || Silver - The past untold || past rp
@weavile-king
♛ Silver is quiet as he follows, mind racing with tactics, plans, which Pokemon he’d use. He was entirely focused on the battle he was about to attend, moreover than where he was going, and so he was a little behind Red at the moment.
♛ After a few minutes, he catches up, and side glances at the other. Before huffing and returning his gaze ahead of them. Wherever they’d go, Silver’d be ready. He didn’t care. A hand came down, and he took Gengar’s Pokeball from his belt, before he stared at it.
♛ “So. Do you like battling, or… do you revere it?”
Red’s leading them away from the homes and even the paths, stone giving way to grass, and the ground level dipping as they come upon a slant. It’s manageable to keep one’s balance without too much trouble, levels to its slope, and Red’s got his hands shoved in his pockets as he does so, avoiding the little flowers bundled together. Their heads bop in the wind that carries the smell of the nearby sea.
“So. Do you like battling, or… do you revere it?”
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♛ ..... “No. I don’t, but you specifically, why would you go hide up a mountain hm? What was the meaning behind it? Did you want to hide away from all your responsibilities, or perhaps to run away from guilt?”
♛ It’s a picky subject, but Silver honestly doesn’t care. His feet find the sand and he steps out, hands in his pockets as he stares over at Red.
