Cresselia92
Monster Coach
- Pronoun
- she/her
…Oh. So Jade wasn’t part of some epic highly specialized squad that flew in black helicopters and tracked down criminals with their hyper-trained Pokémon. No, Jade’s ‘job’ had hit much, much closer to home than Lyra expected.
“…Team Rocket, huh,” she half-whispered, her ears curling against her skull and her grin reducing to a sad smile.
Right. Jade was from Kanto, and that was the region where Team Rocket started gaining power. And look and behold, the Kanto of Jade’ and Virga’s world was dealing with the same R-wearing power-hungry scourge, as if multiple Rockets across the multiverse had decided to follow a similar script.
“Then your situation is kinda close to mine. Y’know, the whole ‘regular kids fighting back against Rockets’ stuff? Yeah, huh, been there done that. Not an… easy issue.” Lyra snorted and shook her head, the smile leaving her eyes. “Crazy to think it all began with a bunch of friends full of hopes and dreams, eager to start their journey as novice Trainers.”
Lyra pulled an apple slice, slightly spiked on top, resembling a rebellious tuft. “A brave boy who wanted to be like the zeroes-to-heroes from those action-packed, adrenaline-filled movies. Someone who aimed to be the best Trainer in the entire world — even better and stronger than the champion of champions, Red.”
She pulled another slice, this one with two strands of apple peels twirled like upward ponytails. “A studious girl who wanted to bring to justice the redheaded thief who had stolen a Totodile from her father’s lab, and whose quest turned into taking down the very crime syndicate that wanted to conquer Johto after it lost most of its power in Kanto.”
Finally, she pointed at herself with those same slices, her gaze lowering. “And then, there’s me. Someone who only wanted to have fun adventures with her childhood friends, and who became their emotional support whenever they took a step too far. Be it nearly drowning in a storm caused by a rampaging red Gyarados, almost getting stranded in the past during a time trip… or barely surviving a frenzied swarm of Unown after teaming up with the Northern Wind.”
Lyra let out a humorless chuckle. “It was meant to be our journey of self-discovery. A rite of passage to learn more about the world.” She sighed deeply, almost dramatically, then shrugged and flashed a bashful smile at Jade and Virga. “Heh! Guess we ended up learning far more about the world than we expected to learn! But hey,” her smile regained its original cheer, “at least we won.”
“…Team Rocket, huh,” she half-whispered, her ears curling against her skull and her grin reducing to a sad smile.
Right. Jade was from Kanto, and that was the region where Team Rocket started gaining power. And look and behold, the Kanto of Jade’ and Virga’s world was dealing with the same R-wearing power-hungry scourge, as if multiple Rockets across the multiverse had decided to follow a similar script.
“Then your situation is kinda close to mine. Y’know, the whole ‘regular kids fighting back against Rockets’ stuff? Yeah, huh, been there done that. Not an… easy issue.” Lyra snorted and shook her head, the smile leaving her eyes. “Crazy to think it all began with a bunch of friends full of hopes and dreams, eager to start their journey as novice Trainers.”
Lyra pulled an apple slice, slightly spiked on top, resembling a rebellious tuft. “A brave boy who wanted to be like the zeroes-to-heroes from those action-packed, adrenaline-filled movies. Someone who aimed to be the best Trainer in the entire world — even better and stronger than the champion of champions, Red.”
She pulled another slice, this one with two strands of apple peels twirled like upward ponytails. “A studious girl who wanted to bring to justice the redheaded thief who had stolen a Totodile from her father’s lab, and whose quest turned into taking down the very crime syndicate that wanted to conquer Johto after it lost most of its power in Kanto.”
Finally, she pointed at herself with those same slices, her gaze lowering. “And then, there’s me. Someone who only wanted to have fun adventures with her childhood friends, and who became their emotional support whenever they took a step too far. Be it nearly drowning in a storm caused by a rampaging red Gyarados, almost getting stranded in the past during a time trip… or barely surviving a frenzied swarm of Unown after teaming up with the Northern Wind.”
Lyra let out a humorless chuckle. “It was meant to be our journey of self-discovery. A rite of passage to learn more about the world.” She sighed deeply, almost dramatically, then shrugged and flashed a bashful smile at Jade and Virga. “Heh! Guess we ended up learning far more about the world than we expected to learn! But hey,” her smile regained its original cheer, “at least we won.”