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doc, ezzy

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she / her

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"SIXTY-THREE"

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10/10

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BLACK CITY

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TERRA NOSTRA ASSOCIATE

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CHANGEABLE

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BISEXUAL

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UNDERGROUND DOCTOR

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okay, the tape is rolling

so, ezra -- you came from a troubled childhood?

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out of sight, out of mind. she soon learned that she was safer away from them most days. still, she was a child. there was only so much she could take upon herself to ensure she didn't waste away under negligence. raised voices, the stench of alcohol, treading carefully over shattered glass. it was made clear time and time again that she was an unwanted addition to what was intended to be a fleeting partnership. could she even call them parents? they acted nothing like the ones she would sometimes see at the school. those who cared enough to encourage, to scold, to be present in their child's lives. those who weren't a dead beat drunk who blew his money gambling or a woman who liked to warm the sheets with other men.

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hah, 'troubled' ... is that what they call it now?

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there were some ah, issues, understandably-

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tangled in with the wrong crowd. in her teenage years she had all but thrown herself in to the seedy underground of the city after she became her father's collateral for debt. no skin of his back; by this time her mother had packed up and run off with some high-end barkeep from a four-star hotel. the group themselves weren't huge, but were a smaller branch of a much larger network that held the settlement on a tight leash. after school she would weave her way down back alleys, the unassuming student who happened to be smuggling whatever she'd been charged with the night before. if payment was stalled she'd been graced with a particularly aggressive gible to persuade otherwise.

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quit backtracking, we already went over this crap

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did we- ahem, so you used these funds to attend medical school
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no, no she did not. money she accumulated remained hers, stashed safely away from greedy hands with exception to those she owed it to. namely her boss; a regular courtesy fee, nothing too extravagant. medical school was never something she considered. but sight of her steady hands oddly enough caught the attention of the organizations resident physician. a back-alley doctor who'd been tossed out before finishing his PhD yet still possessed all the skills necessary for the job. but he was getting on in years and needed someone to take the reigns in the wake of his retirement. that someone being her. whether she wanted to or not she found her head stuffed into textbooks and sitting in on some of the more gruesome operations that were enough to keep her awake some nights.
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sure, never finished though. only so much i can take of self-entitled pric-

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moving on! so, what can you tell me about the accident
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sinnoh was cold. and bleak. not at all different to unova. though had it come down to a personal choice of station the doctor would have much preferred alola. but no, instead she was out in the middle of nowhere tracking down some elusive scumbag who thought he could double cross them. not on their watch evidently. the boss had been pissed enough to send her, alone. sans backup. granted her pokémon weren't to be trifled with easily it didn't alter the fact that as a doctor tracking and hunting was not her forte. mt. coronet towered over her, it's size shadowing half the region. fate must have had it in for her that day on the mountain. at this point she'd been wandering aimlessly until it came to the point where she had to meet up with the others. the bullet to her chest hit faster than she could toss a pokéball.
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...accident?

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you were injured weren't you? on the mountain?
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her fingers were numb, she was bleeding out fast, deep red on tattered barely-there ancient tiles. that blots of black had started to cloud her vision, but then you were there. she couldn't have known how close to the peak she truly was, she and the other human who wronged her. so you assumed. from your perch on spear pillar you heard her choked gasps and lingering wisps of life as she continued to fight the pain in utter futility. it was almost admirable. and what place did you have to intervene? clearly her time had come, had it not? you were so ready to turn tail back to your beloved dimension, your domain of stars and time so beautiful and at the same time so utterly empty. the world had changed, decades were a mere blink of an eye for you but you could sense sinister stirrings. this woman, perhaps she would be instrumental to you.
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no... not injured. i healed

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healed? from what exactly?
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it was an odd sensation at first. to possess the body of a human. never before had you felt so puny. not entirely powerless as you had felt back then when the red chains constructed your body and forced you to fight the space one you were never supposed to meet. not even when the shadow one had trapped you in the darkness of it's prison. it was refreshing in a way; almost liberating to walk freely among humans without panic. you can't remember accurately when she and you became one in the same. sometime you wonder if perhaps she did die back there on the mountain and you were too late to heal her wounds. But then, you would often find yourself reciting medical terminology in your mind, side-eyeing a bottle of bourbon on the shelf with a sense of yearning or the child left behind regions away while you went on assuming her life. soon your path led you to a region in turmoil and her old life seemed intent to follow her. were all humans so despicable?
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damn. we got off topic, let's start over

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>>> TL;DR

ezra was born and raised in black city, unova. had a bad childhood with scummy parents and was tangled up in illegality as collateral for her father's inability to pay off a debt. essentially forced into the medical field by the organizations's back-alley doc. pregnant in her twenties after a one-night stand during an assignment. in her forties she went to sinnoh to track down a runaway but was fatally wounded in the pursuit. found and healed by dialga as she was inches from death. their minds fused rather than co-existed. to cover her tracks and escape the grasp of her old organization she accelerated her aging and fled to lyeant where she could sense her kin. during her time there she became affiliated with terra nostra as a go-to physician.



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>>> FRIENDSHIP

contrary to what she does and who she associated with, ezra can pull of that old amiable grandma nature despite what she really thinking. on her end it tends to ebb away at any suspicions people have about her. at her heart she's quite the self-serving individual and doesn't necessarily feel a sense of altruism with doctoring; it's just a means to get by. respect is given to those resolute few who know how to handle themselves in the world and be willing to call them a valued acquaintance. true friendships are few and far between though not an impossible feat.

>>> HATESHIP

being brushed off and dismissed as weak is irksome, especially when you possess the level of power that ezra does. for the sake of not blowing her cover she bears it with a grin but there's several things that just make her want to step on people. says a lot for her level of tolerance. her relationship with her siblings is also a bit of a strained one, most of it directed toward giratina for obvious reasons. as an ageless being she's knowledgeable and equally as stubborn so she doesn't appreciate being told that she's wrong.

>>> LOVESHIP

there's never been much stock put in love. after watching her parents ezra's all but shafted the idea and as a legendary what's the point of becoming invested in something so ephemeral. through association she has seen just how materialistic humans can be even toward their own kind. even when it comes to the father of her child, it was a nameless man who was a one-night stand. she's quite resolute in her stance on romantic relationships being utterly pointless and it's unlikely she'll chance that way of thinking.

>>> WANTED

see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.