[Game Thread] Lord Windos’ PokeRole Adventure 2: The Wild Lands

[Spiritmon]

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The smile on the groovy man vanishes once you open up to him, going completely silent as you shared a fraction of the age of Pain you've Endured. His expression is solemn, yet thoughtful throughout and - above all else - respectful and non-judgemental. He chews the inside of his check for awhile, trying to find the right words as you burried yourself in your own guilt and stewed once more.

"....Heck for it. S'might get walloped for this, but I ain't going let you eat yourself alive."

And without any warning the dandy man pulls you up and off the ground and onto your feet, no doubt startling you in the process (and maybe indeed landing a punch or kick on him). He grips you by the shoulders, looks you dead in the eye, and simply says this:

"No, honey, you're a blessing."

He pauses for a moment, letting that sink in, before continuing unFlinchingly.

"Lady, if you're a true-blue medic, you're a life saver. A literal life saver. Don't let anyone tell ya different. Don't let yourself kill your drive to do such good and do it better. *Sighs* I don't know Inferno scorched you raw to make you so Timid about the gifts you have. Something horrible, no doubt. Maybe fucking up one too many times on the job, but the feeling I get from ya makes me doubt that. Whatever it is, it's got you all twisted up like a Binding Band about to burst, and given you enough of a Grudge against yourself that a Banette would be impressed.

"*Sighs Heavily, Closing Eyes* ...Sometimes, people and Mons will get hurt or worse, and their won't be anything you can do to help them. Sometimes what you do could make things harder on them, or end up causing things to spiral further out of control. Sometimes....you got to make hard decisions, the sort no one wants to make, but you have to if someone is going to make it out alright. And sometimes....sometimes people get hurt or die, and their isn't anything you can do about it. All part and parcel when your a doc of any sort, and none of it ever gets easier with time or experience, if I had to make a guess..."

The dandy man opens his eyes once more, an expression of pure Determination lighting him up like a veritable LED of firm support.

"You can't let it stop you, though. Cant cripple ya, or prevent you from connecting with others. You got to keep moving, one step at time. Take time to sort yourself out. Resolve yourself not to screw up so badly n'gain. Learn and be better so that what happened never happens again, even if all the Beliaddons come out of the woodworks to make your life hell. 'Cause giving up entirely? You're helping no-one, least of all yourself. It'll be hard. Hopeless, maybe. Hollowing, no doubt. But you can't let it drown you. You can't. And if it turns out you're not cut out for the job you saddled yourself with? That it's just too much to Bearwar, or all the hard work in the world ain't cutting it for you no more? Ditch it, and start over. Find something else that fulfil ya, brings light in yours and others worlds. Above all else don't let pain and tragedy stop you from living the life you want to live.

"After all, we only got one life to live , so we got to make the best of it. If not for yourself, then for those that count on ya. The one you have now...and the ones you once had. They don't want you being so Dark and blue like this. I, Dandy Extraordinare, an almost complete stranger, don't want you like this. And, I bet, deep down, I bet you don't want this either.

"Why I'm so sure of that? *Chuckles* 'Cause you care, sheela. Care enough to hear this speedster out. Care enough to worry about the future of everyone 'round you 'fore yourself. Care enough to want to be better, even if your letting yourself get Mummified by your doubts and regrets. 

"You care, sheela. You want to be better. You will be greater. All you need is just a little time and little effort to get there. *Winks* And maybe a little push from your friends, and a dandy ol' stranger like me, yeah?"

Oz indeed get startled by the sudden grip of the Dandy man and by instinct punch in the face (Dex+Fight+Brawl maybe?) and when she understood what she did, she was scary about what she did! "Good sir! I SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO-!"

Before she would sulk in more guilty again, Dandy did his speech to her. Saying she is not cursed, but a blessing. She could try to release herself...but his words, make her want to stay and listen to each one, his determination and kind (however strong) words sinking into her shattered soul, each second cleaning at least a bit of the ocean of sorrow and regret that is her spirit.

About how much she cared about the lives she want to save...about how much sometimes not all lifes can be saved...but despite all that, she must be strong. Not only for her and the ones that stayed...but for the one who is not here anymore.

She then remember something...something the one she once care loved say to her before dying.

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A smile, from Glinda, looking at me and saying her words:

Live life at the fullest...I will always love you...my beloved sister.

That memory, with the adition of Dandy words was enough to at least break some of the guilty who was consuming Oz. "*Sob* *Snif* I...I-I-" She then tigh hug Dandy, burying her face in his chest, letting all the sorrow letting out of her soul though her tears. She stay there for several minutes, burying her face on his chest...she problably sulk his shirt with her tears, but there nothing she could do right now. After long minutes she begin to talk again.

"I...*sob*Its been years I blame myself...And I still blame...but...those words you said...I know remember how much I missed to hear from someone...*crying* Its...*sobbing loud* Its so paintful...Like my heart has been tear apart!"

She release him, still crying a lot. "...You right. There gonna be times Pokemon and People will get hurt...or even died. And these hands will not always save everyone. I not a god, I just a medic...And in the times we live, even the gods themselves can only do much." She begin to clean her eyes, trying to find strengh somewhere. "But...I can't give up...As much hard it is, and how much hard it will become as time passes...Fate for some reason give me these talents...And whether it was for irony or other reason, I refuse to let them be forsaken."

"I must live life at the fullest. Not only for the ones who still with me." She touch her Pokeballs, where inside was Fortuna, Persephone and Hecate. "But for the ones who is not here anymore. I must...no, I will be stronger! For my sisters, and for Sutalör. I make a oath to save lives, to be a medic capable of save as much lives I can! Be human, Pokemon and anyone in between!"

She once again hug the Dandy man. This time not of sadness, but of thanks. "...I still need to face my demons, to conquer them, and learn again to rely on others...And I still fearful what could happen to them...But...At least I find my drive again to be a medic, to be hopeful. To face destiny in the face one more, and find courage to try to be brave again."

"This is the path of a healer. Not to just heal others wounds, but let be heal by others too..."

She release once again the Dandy man, and finally with a smile on her face, she look at the man wound she problably land on him. "I...forgive me for the punch...I didnt mean it, truly. If you let me, I would like to compensate in heal that injury I land on you."

"And...well..." She timid touch one finger of her to other not knowing how to ask. "I know this is a bit sudden, specially after the bond we make but...can I...request a battle with you? It would help finally put aside that gloomy atmosphere, and you looks someone not only someone with a strong spirit, but also a strong trainer. And I think my sisters would like to have a battle. I dont...dont think I a pretty lady as you keep mentioning, since me thinks they are far prettier than me and strong." She half joke, now a bit up in the mood than before.