08-06-2017, 02:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-07-2017, 11:53 AM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.)
The chanting of Braixen echoed a little in the surrounding, it clearly eased the nerves of Shiva, but seemingly not Wobbuffet's. Nevermind, she loved her magical fox chanting nevertheless and enjoyed the thought of being protected by the - currently not visible - stars above.
Both she and Braixen watched as Ventus approached young Wobbuffet and spoke to it in calm words. Every words he said pained her... It was the painful truth. No peaceful dream world, no holy land that could soothe the mind, insetad the harsh and bare truth... But it was necessary. The hope to be reunited with its family was, this one time, gone alongside the Trainers.
In fact, hearing about Ven's backstory, how he had to manage things on his own, how he had to watch loosing his family and failing to keep them from dy...leaving, brought memories back. Memories how he told her the story earlier, the song lyrics and how damn lonely he must have been all the time... If it was true what he told her yesterday about he being worried - afraid? - of her fondness for magical and fae but nevertheless seeking her closeness and 'never wanting to be without her friendship'... She and her support really must mean A LOT to him. The strong sadness, emptiness, pain she was picking up from Ven in this situation were real.
Additionally, she herself could be glad and thankfull that she has a secure lovely home and parents that would await her with open arms there in Castelia. It mean more than the eye could see.
It was just too much for her now. Shiva failed spectacularily to hold tears back any longer, but she did her best to whipe them off as soon as they fell.
Both she and Braixen watched as Ventus approached young Wobbuffet and spoke to it in calm words. Every words he said pained her... It was the painful truth. No peaceful dream world, no holy land that could soothe the mind, insetad the harsh and bare truth... But it was necessary. The hope to be reunited with its family was, this one time, gone alongside the Trainers.
In fact, hearing about Ven's backstory, how he had to manage things on his own, how he had to watch loosing his family and failing to keep them from dy...leaving, brought memories back. Memories how he told her the story earlier, the song lyrics and how damn lonely he must have been all the time... If it was true what he told her yesterday about he being worried - afraid? - of her fondness for magical and fae but nevertheless seeking her closeness and 'never wanting to be without her friendship'... She and her support really must mean A LOT to him. The strong sadness, emptiness, pain she was picking up from Ven in this situation were real.
Additionally, she herself could be glad and thankfull that she has a secure lovely home and parents that would await her with open arms there in Castelia. It mean more than the eye could see.
It was just too much for her now. Shiva failed spectacularily to hold tears back any longer, but she did her best to whipe them off as soon as they fell.
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