Jan 24, 2017 1:57:29 GMT -6
Post by Ryuuna Pyrragon on Jan 24, 2017 1:57:29 GMT -6
❝ | we have to find a better way out of this tragedy. as the battle rages on, blood stains the ground we're on. my ears hear only screams. brave soldiers are dying. one spartan stands alone and shouts, "this war is ours. this war is ours!" | ❞ |
"The same road for far too long" as it meant to be, we are losing identity. "Faith has been denied, let's not pretend." Is this the first time we just don't belong?
It seemed like, these days, trainers were more interested in politics than gym battles. Ryuuna liked to think of herself, as a member of the association, neutral to the whole political thing, although no member of the Pokemon Association would ever admit that in subjectively considering themselves neutral, and "blameless" when it comes to politics by keeping to their old ways, they're just the third party in this entire social war. As a gym leader, Ryuuna accepted the responsibility of protecting the region and its citizens from evil organizations like Team Imum, so she didn't see what was so bad about just running things normally the way they are in other regions, fully confident in her abilities to help put a stop to anything like Team Imum if it were to ever happen again. Well, she was confident in her own strength, but the members of the other factions liked to call it arrogance. Ryuuna didn't think so highly of that view.
The royal blue-clad gym leader sipped a cup of hot tea from the very back of a cafe, suffering from the boredom of inactivity, challenge-wise. She preferred the company of just herself and her pokemon since she wasn't a very social person, and she was considerate enough to pick a two-seat table because the four-seat tables were for people with friends. Perhaps a majority of the trainers went to either the Republic or Parallax, and both of those 'groups' liked to consider themselves rivals of the other as well as the association, so it was seldom that a trainer waltzed boldly into Eirenhyre City if he or she considered oneself to be firmly loyal to his or her faction.
Here in the peace and quiet of the back of the cafe, Bellossom Cafe, only the low-volume music overhead and the muffled clashes of dishes in the kitchen could be heard, and she found herself getting lost in her thoughts all alone. She was pretty certain the cafe owner wouldn't mind that she was taking her time, using the place as a site to relax and be isolated for a bit. That's what cafes were for anyway, and she would finish up and move right away if ever it became crowded, though the chances of this cafe, a little further out from the center of the city, having a population issue, were significantly low. Chin resting on hands, she gazed off into space. Maybe she could train her dragons later today, if the association didn't need her for any gym leader meetings.
"Miss Ryuuna, would you like a refill?" a friendly, chipper voice sounded from beside her. Ryuuna practically jumped in her seat, her thoughts closing her off from the world so that she did not sense the waitress's approach. She hadn't been prepared to make any social efforts, so she had to break her train of thought to focus on the situation. Most people in this city knew her name, as it wasn't hard to get to know the names of all the gym leaders, elite four and of course the champion if you live in the same city that houses the pokemon association. She was thankful that the civilians had gotten used to it enough that they no longer made a fuss whenever a gym leader or any other special position in the association walked around or visited a shop, doing normal things in their daily lives.
Um. No... that's fine." Ryuuna replied awkwardly, beginning to shuffle out of her seat. She had paid for her tea up front, so handing the waitress her empty dishes, she started making her way from the back of the cafe towards the entrance. Sometimes the people in this city made small efforts to try and chat with association members, but the waitress, maybe out of politeness or social anxiety, just quietly let Ryuuna go. Everyone often learned quickly that Ryuuna never had any extra friendly words to offer in social interactions, even when she actually was appreciative of the others' words or actions.
It seemed like, these days, trainers were more interested in politics than gym battles. Ryuuna liked to think of herself, as a member of the association, neutral to the whole political thing, although no member of the Pokemon Association would ever admit that in subjectively considering themselves neutral, and "blameless" when it comes to politics by keeping to their old ways, they're just the third party in this entire social war. As a gym leader, Ryuuna accepted the responsibility of protecting the region and its citizens from evil organizations like Team Imum, so she didn't see what was so bad about just running things normally the way they are in other regions, fully confident in her abilities to help put a stop to anything like Team Imum if it were to ever happen again. Well, she was confident in her own strength, but the members of the other factions liked to call it arrogance. Ryuuna didn't think so highly of that view.
The royal blue-clad gym leader sipped a cup of hot tea from the very back of a cafe, suffering from the boredom of inactivity, challenge-wise. She preferred the company of just herself and her pokemon since she wasn't a very social person, and she was considerate enough to pick a two-seat table because the four-seat tables were for people with friends. Perhaps a majority of the trainers went to either the Republic or Parallax, and both of those 'groups' liked to consider themselves rivals of the other as well as the association, so it was seldom that a trainer waltzed boldly into Eirenhyre City if he or she considered oneself to be firmly loyal to his or her faction.
Here in the peace and quiet of the back of the cafe, Bellossom Cafe, only the low-volume music overhead and the muffled clashes of dishes in the kitchen could be heard, and she found herself getting lost in her thoughts all alone. She was pretty certain the cafe owner wouldn't mind that she was taking her time, using the place as a site to relax and be isolated for a bit. That's what cafes were for anyway, and she would finish up and move right away if ever it became crowded, though the chances of this cafe, a little further out from the center of the city, having a population issue, were significantly low. Chin resting on hands, she gazed off into space. Maybe she could train her dragons later today, if the association didn't need her for any gym leader meetings.
"Miss Ryuuna, would you like a refill?" a friendly, chipper voice sounded from beside her. Ryuuna practically jumped in her seat, her thoughts closing her off from the world so that she did not sense the waitress's approach. She hadn't been prepared to make any social efforts, so she had to break her train of thought to focus on the situation. Most people in this city knew her name, as it wasn't hard to get to know the names of all the gym leaders, elite four and of course the champion if you live in the same city that houses the pokemon association. She was thankful that the civilians had gotten used to it enough that they no longer made a fuss whenever a gym leader or any other special position in the association walked around or visited a shop, doing normal things in their daily lives.
Um. No... that's fine." Ryuuna replied awkwardly, beginning to shuffle out of her seat. She had paid for her tea up front, so handing the waitress her empty dishes, she started making her way from the back of the cafe towards the entrance. Sometimes the people in this city made small efforts to try and chat with association members, but the waitress, maybe out of politeness or social anxiety, just quietly let Ryuuna go. Everyone often learned quickly that Ryuuna never had any extra friendly words to offer in social interactions, even when she actually was appreciative of the others' words or actions.
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