[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

(Since Dragonstrike is over, I think it is time to settle a few things before heading to the dead battle.)
After Arial and everyone return to the normal world, before he awake Riza and prepare everyone the preparations and boosts, he take a moment of talk with his brother Gaspar. Gaspar was out of the Pokeball, clearly grumpy and unhappy with Arial decision. Arial was beside his brother, clearly uncomfortable and without words to talk with him, looking at the dark sky, almost like begging to Orland go down from the sky and help him.

"So...I need to talk with you Gaspar...to settle a few things and ask a few questions." Say Arial with his brother beside him. "I know you...dont like Riza, or rather, hate her...I understand a part why. She have done problems to us in the first time we meet. Not to mentioned she once command a Ultra Beast in her side."

Then Arial look upon the sky once again. "But even you understand she was not herself back in that time. She was controlled by her Cursed Arm back in that time. All I want brother is to understand why. What was the main reason of you dislike her. I not asking to change your opinion or begin to like her. But I asking to explain me why."

Gaspar was once again grumpy, looking in other side of the place. Arial sigh and again look at the sky. "I know you now know the move Assist. You can use human speach if I recall the uses of the move. Please brother, say something." Say Arial, almost begging to Gaspar talk with him again. He is trying to mend things between them...because they might not have the chance to do it. 

Arial never feel the grab of death so close was today. If Zuryk and Spiritmon was right, that thing can easily kill Arial with no big problems (and if it is the thing I imagined it is, then he gonna have problems...). If Arial will die or not, it will depend in the survival skills he learning in his journey. But if trully gonna die...he will not die with regrets. He need at least mends things with his brother, before its too late. 

A man dying full of regrets is worse than death itself. And Arial almost die a lot of times. And one of them he pay a high price to revive with Gaspar life cost...he never feel so much regret and suffering (nor I too...). He never want to feel such feeling ever again.

You were indeed correct about your mimicat's mood, for it was foul, surely, and resigned as you decided to endanger your very life for that Vampire, a dark frown etched into his normally goofy face as he glared into the warehouse floor. When you began talking about some of the flaws of your cuddlebug they perked up a bit, looking a wee bit hopeful that you were finally coming to your senses about that horrible creature and ditch her, but quickly appeared grumpy again when you immediately began standing up for her like usual. Fst.....

When you asked, nay, BEGGED for your brother's council about Riza that way, though, he briefly looked taken off guard, before his expression became downright ruinous in frustrated anger as they now glared at you. Then, before you could react, they hopped right out from under you to a distance away, before they suddenly started glowing brilliantly!

Transform and Assist
Auto Success

Their glowing form stretched tall and lean, bipedal legs and lanky but firm looking arms sprouting out from his central mass, and finally a round head appeared, before the light cleared and revealed a human form.

Not just any form, though.

He was wearing a tattered but good quality brown trench coat, which was opened up and revealed a thick black and grey Baashaun wool sweater underneath it. His jeans with dingy, with many tears and holes in them and many more slapdash looking repairs to them, and was wearing rain boots with iron toes. On top his head was a worn but well cared for black flat cap, with long, full, but stringy grey hair spilling out from under it.

As for his appearance......well, it was unmistakable.

It was Orland's. Your father's. And boy, did he look mad.

Your prayers were answered......in a round about way.

He marched right up towards, and with a familar gesture he cuffed you right up the back of the head, before he clenched onto your new threads and started furiously shaking you.

"You big dumb idiot of a brother....do I HAVE to spell it out for you?! Shove it down your ear holes, just like pop used to do? Well, if that's what it takes to get it through your thick skull, fine!"

His......Gasper's voice......it was your father's.

"Grrrr......alright, let me lay it on you: that Riza is a fucking monster - a murderous, blood drinking MONSTER - that has been causing you no end of TROUBLE ever since she first meet you. By kidnapping you. Do you even REALIZE how terrified out of my mind I was when that happened?! But that's not all, noooo!She then beat your, Baltazar, and Sekmet senseless, before locking you away in her hideyhole for who would have known HOW LONG?! What a wonderful first impression THAT turned out to be, though, since instead of wanting to carve out that freak lunatic's heart out , you gave her YOURS instead! What. Sort. Of. Sense. Does. That. Make?! Even for nutters like us?!?! God damn it, Arial."

Your....family member shoved you away as he finished roaring that last bit, shoving his hand into his coat pockets and glowering at you hunched over, like.....like your father did when you did something especially boneheaded.

"That's not all she done to you, though. No sir. Her just being in your life has put you at odds with some of the Executives and Reiner, people you ABSOLUTELY you don't want on your bad side. You'd nearly got your brain fried again just trying to make her normal, and somehow made her EVEN MORE INTERESTED IN YOU, when he previous amount was already excessive and wrong. But somehow, somehow that's not the worst of the trouble she's put you in. No, all of THAT is topped by the fact you are now LITERALLY PUTTING YOUR LIFE ON THE LINE TO [i]FIX A WOMAN YOU'VE ONLY MEET A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO![/i] A WOMAN THAT DOES NOT DESERVE SUCH A THING FROM YOU! NOT NOW, AND NOT E V E R!! NOT AFTER ALL THE HORRIBLE SHIT SHE'S DONE, AND ALL THE HORRIBLE SHIT SHE'S PUT YOU, MY GODDAMN KNUCKLEHEADED BROTHER!!! PERIOD! End of story.................!!!"

He was huffing by the end of his impassioned rant, now looking visibly exhausted from spewing up all his pent up RAGE against the woman that had made such a damn mess of his brother's life, but still looking angry and deeply, bitterly[b] disappointed + frustrated. On his feline face such feelings were bad enough, but on Orland's.....ouch..

A minute passed in silence as your 'resurrected' father continued puffing and angrily trying to burn a hole in your new jacket with his glare alone, before he took a deep breath and released it an explosive *SIGH* and shook his head resignatively, and look off to the side.

".......There. Do you understand now why I fucking hate that fucking [b]bitch? *Sighs, and shakes his head again* .....I'd tell you she's not worth it, all the effort you've put into her. That's she was and will never be worth it enough for you to gamble your life away for her shake. *Sighs yet again, and looks to the ground* .....But what's the point? Your mind and heart is already set. You love her, and you'd do anything for her. No matter what, and regardless if she's totally undeserving of ANYTHING from you. So foolish.......so you."

Silence, like cold iron being pumped into your veins.

".......You know, if I didn't love you as much as I did, I'd have taken a hike by now, and left you mash faces with her and be mashed by all the ill omens she brings with her. But I do love you. Hell, we're brother's, for Christ's shake. I'd do anything for you, like you do for me, not matter how much we disagree with each other. Just like any family should. ......And I don't want to lose the only bit of it left I have by leaving you to the Chimicondas."

" So I'll help you in this suicide mission of yours, no matter how much I HATE it. Fuck it, I'll even tolerate her more, if you're THAT dead set on you two being an item. Might as well, for all the good my contempt for her has done us. I'll those things for you, and only you. The one thing I will never do is like and forgive her for what she's done. So give up trying to make me chummy with her, for it is never EVER going to happen. She'll not have my blessing or compassion, but I'll put up with her and consider her family, and that's all you're ever going to get out of me. Got it?"

He then pulls his Pokeball of from his coat pocket - how the heck did he get a hold of it? - and clutched it with grim resolve.

"I'm through talking for tonight. Release me when its time to fight. Go wake up your girlfriend, and get her and everyone else ready. We're on a one way trip to hell from what it sounds like, so we all have to be ready for it trying to yank our SOULS out from us. .....See you then, brother."

And with that said, he returned himself to his Pokeball, it landing on the ground with a *CLACK!* and a *thud*. The noise was enough to cause Riza to jolt up from your makeshift mattress, swiveling her head wildly around looking for any threats, before her gaze rested on you and she relaxed, as nothing appeared wrong with you or her surroundings. She did look confused to see you not only up and awake, but also wearing those new duds of yours, though

{.....Arial? What Was Noise? Why Are You Up? Awake? Why Dressed Like........That Now? *Beat* .....Looks Good, Cool On You.}

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