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leaveyourstarburning) wrote2012-06-01 11:58 pm
leaveyourstarburning) wrote2012-06-01 11:58 pm
002. Video/Action for outside of Azalea Town
[Darkness has fallen over Johto when Zulf's feed flickers on; it isn't too late, but the sun has more than set. The location itself seems to be a secluded one, surrounded by trees shielding it from any signs of civilization, if there are even any cities around to begin with.
However, the camera is focused on a light source - a vast array of twinkling lights, more than can be counted, that seem to be coming from a great distance away. Those that are a bit more astronomically-inclined may recognize several of the major constellations; wherever he is, the view of the sky is beautiful, untainted by artificial light or other pollution.
He films it for a little while before the night sky vanishes, all those little pinpricks of light melding together in a blur as he turns the camera back toward himself. Despite all the darkness, he's actually visible on the feed; Squirt seems to have contented herself sitting in his lap, the soft glow from her antennae flickering up and illuminating his features.
He's smiling a little, though the expression isn't exactly joyful; like last time, the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes, though it's in a way that's more melancholy rather than untrustworthy.]
I've heard that the night sky makes some feel insignificant - something to do with how vast it is, and how completely untouchable it seems. But I've always found that comforting - that no matter what we do or how many mistakes we make, the stars will always be a constant.
[That smile shifts into something warmer, decidedly more genuine. It's...odd, given the subject he's talking about; whatever he's thinking of, it probably isn't supposed to be something that one reflects on fondly, but it seems to please him in some way.]
In some ways, a little insignificance is a good thing, I think - it breeds humility, rather than arrogance; it allows for stability, rather than the uncertainty of complete responsibility. The knowledge that there's always something that you can never touch, that can never be harmed or destroyed or affected by anything you do...it's good knowledge to have.
Enough of that, though...it's a beautiful night. I'm outside of Azalea Town - there's a well surrounded by a stand of trees. Should you want someone to talk to, I'll be here for a while.
[...his social skills are flawless, I am telling you...]
However, the camera is focused on a light source - a vast array of twinkling lights, more than can be counted, that seem to be coming from a great distance away. Those that are a bit more astronomically-inclined may recognize several of the major constellations; wherever he is, the view of the sky is beautiful, untainted by artificial light or other pollution.
He films it for a little while before the night sky vanishes, all those little pinpricks of light melding together in a blur as he turns the camera back toward himself. Despite all the darkness, he's actually visible on the feed; Squirt seems to have contented herself sitting in his lap, the soft glow from her antennae flickering up and illuminating his features.
He's smiling a little, though the expression isn't exactly joyful; like last time, the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes, though it's in a way that's more melancholy rather than untrustworthy.]
I've heard that the night sky makes some feel insignificant - something to do with how vast it is, and how completely untouchable it seems. But I've always found that comforting - that no matter what we do or how many mistakes we make, the stars will always be a constant.
[That smile shifts into something warmer, decidedly more genuine. It's...odd, given the subject he's talking about; whatever he's thinking of, it probably isn't supposed to be something that one reflects on fondly, but it seems to please him in some way.]
In some ways, a little insignificance is a good thing, I think - it breeds humility, rather than arrogance; it allows for stability, rather than the uncertainty of complete responsibility. The knowledge that there's always something that you can never touch, that can never be harmed or destroyed or affected by anything you do...it's good knowledge to have.
Enough of that, though...it's a beautiful night. I'm outside of Azalea Town - there's a well surrounded by a stand of trees. Should you want someone to talk to, I'll be here for a while.
[...his social skills are flawless, I am telling you...]
[video]
[[No need to bring up that mess with the Scolipedes.]]
You're near Azalea Town, then?
[video]
Zulf tips his head a bit at the question, however, petting Squirt's head as he does so; the light from those antennae bounces a bit, doing odd things to the shadows.]
I am, yes - just to the east. Are you nearby?
[video]
[[Kariya is already dressed; he'd gone to bed in his regular clothes, more out of exhaustion than anything else. Sleep was being so difficult, lately, and the nightmares weren't helping.
Nothing could drive him to do such things to Aoi, so why were the dreams constantly haunting him? He shuddered.]]
I don't suppose you'd mind company?
[video]
I would like that. Would you want me to meet you somewhere, or...?
[video - > action!]
[[Leaving the inn, Kariya sits on his Scolipede and lets her walk him (slowly) towards the Slowpoke Well. Once he's nearby, he recalls her; no need to alarm Zulf with the sight of an 8-foot tall bug....horse creature.
His approach is slow, but not silent. Not noisy, per say; just enough to let Zulf know he's coming.]]
...I appreciate your company. It's been a rough night.
[action forever, then!]
He pushes himself up off the ground as Kariya approaches; he's still holding his Chinchou, the lights from her antennae flickering in the darkness. Even in the limited light it's obvious that he's deathly pale; he's incredibly short for a man, though despite all that he isn't sickly-looking. And yes, he still looks rather like he may have gotten dressed in the dark.]
It's good to be able to speak with you face-to-face, Kariya.
[And it is; while it serves its purpose, the 'Gear feels rather impersonal, all things considered.]
Is it difficulty sleeping, or...?
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[[Kariya seats himself next to Zulf; there's distance between them, but it's not for his benefit. The instinct to ensure others can't see his face is still strong. He fiddles with his hood, but to his credit, it's down.]]
It's just...nightmares. I won't bore you with them.
[[......a-awkward tho]]
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[The statement is out there quickly; he's kind of headtilting a bit at that hood, but he doesn't seem too inclined to push Kariya in regards to it as he settles himself on the ground again.]
I won't make you share them, of course, but you don't have to refuse for my sake.
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[[Kariya pauses, continuing to play with his hood.]]
....the woman I....
[[Even now, when she's not even here, he can barely force the word out. It makes him wince.]]
...the woman I....love. They feature her.
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Zulf hesitates for a moment before forcing the question out there.]
Is she all right? Where you're from, I mean.
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[[You don't just
mind if his tone turns to ice there, do you
it's not you, it's That Bastard
as you forced out the question, let him force out the answer.]]
She's married.
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You can talk to me, Kariya.
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...I'm...sorry, I didn't...mean to snap at you. It's a long story.
She's married a horrible man.