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Effect: Friday, July 8: Flower Gift - All day, despite the season, flowers drift down from the sky. They’re harmless, beautiful, and smell lovely, but if trainers aren’t careful, they might end up trudging through rosedrifts up to their knees before long.
Swarm: Tuesday, July 12: Spinda
Effect: Friday, July 15 to Sunday, July 17: Worry Seed - Affected characters won’t be able to get any sleep. Does that make your character cranky? Does it damage their brain-to-mouth filter? The effects can last as little or as long as you’d like over this weekend.
Effect/Swarm Double Duty: Friday, July 22: Surf - Large waves appear in all bodies of water, including things like bathtubs and your Sawsbucks drinks (it’s just bean water, you know). Be careful on the ocean, but also, hang ten, dudes! The waves won’t destroy anything, but trainers are going to get wet on this ride. Also, oh god, small jellyfish Pokemon (Tentacool, Frillish, Inkay) happen to be swarming randomly in these bodies of water. GANBATTE, VICTORY ROAD.
Effect: Friday, July 29: Haze - The forecast is misty inside and out on this oddly cool July day. Affected trainers will find it difficult to remember things, whether those happened long ago or just five minutes past. The memories aren’t gone, of course, it’s just…foggy.
Swarm: Sunday, July 31: Illumise and Volbeat
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[Why is she doing this? Why is she fighting him like this? He said he was sorry! Or close enough, anyway. He forgave her for what she'd pulled with the Vault Hunters. Why was she pulling this now?]
Okay, we're not having this discussion right now. You'll feel better tomorrow, after a good night's sleep. We'll talk about everything then. This...this is supposed to be a happy time. I mean...I've just been a complete wreck since losing you, and praying to a llama to see you again, and here you finally are and we should be weeping with joy and falling into each other's arms, but sure, let's pull this crap instead.
You know, this teenage rebellion phase of yours is lasting way too long.
[He sighs, heavily. He's trying not to lose his temper with her. But she is not making it easy on him.]
Angel...of course I love you. I'm your father. Which is why abandoning you is the last freaking thing I'm gonna do!
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[She swallows hard. Desperate as she had been to convey her emotions, and as agonizing as the burning behind her eyes is, the idea of crying in front of him seems like too much. She had no doubts that Jack would take her tears the wrong way, that it would further his drive to come to her "rescue." The last thing she wants is to hasten his arrival.]
[Even worse? He might actually mistake her tears for ones of happiness, just as he wanted
I died because of you. I was poisoned, to the point that I couldn't breathe a single breath without eridium. You did that.
Even as she talks about it, she can feel the pricks of needles against her skin. Her blood feels like it's running slower, weighed down by the sludge that had been her addiction for the last few years of her life.
You abandoned me as a father years ago. What you want now isn't your daughter. You want your tool. You want your weapon.
[Despite her efforts, a single tear makes its way down her cheek.]
Stay away from me. I don't want to die again.
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[If she refuses to calm down until they have this out again, so be it.]
I know your life has been tough. I know you've had to make sacrifices for the greater good - we both have. And it sucks. But that's how it goes, sweetie. You had to give up some years so that a whole planet can be made safe. That's...that's a pretty friggin big deal, Angel! But you're special. You could handle it. You could understand how important what we were doing is. And I did everything in my power to give you everything I could. It's me and you against the universe, Angel, it always has been.
And besides...you looked around lately? You looked at yourself? We're not in Kansas anymore, sweetheart. You aren't even a Siren, those don't exist here. Neither do weapons. You're just my daughter. And right now you're being extremely hurtful.
Not to mention...uh...well, Angel, for someone with a brain as massive and impressive as yours, you're being pretty stupid. What are you gonna do? You don't have money, you don't know how to take care of yourself. What, are you gonna sleep on the side of the road? No, you sure as hell aren't. There's a home waiting for you.
[He sighs again and his voice softens. Because as frustrated and upset as he's getting with her...it's still kinda nice to see her on her own two feet. It's been a long time. And she's acting like he enjoyed doing that to her. It was a necessity.]
[It's not anymore.]
Come on. I'll fix you dinner, you can take a bath, have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow we can go can pick out stuff to decorate your room.
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[Angel very nearly opens her mouth to say just that, when a faint rustling draws her attention away. The small sheep that Angel had woken up to was now pawing frantically at the backpack Angel had been gifted. The occasional baa comes from the Mareep, stopping only once Angel reaches into the bag.]
[It's there that she finds the P3000, left to her from some anonymous benefactor and forgotten until then. She isn't sure how the currency breaks down, but surely whoever brought her here wouldn't leave her entirely high and dry.]
I have money. And food. I don't need you. [The Mareep baas, sounding almost approving, perhaps even encouragingly.]
I don't need the man who couldn't think of me as his daughter until there was nothing else left for me to give. I am going to say it one more time, Jack. Stay away from me.
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[And it's really wearing on him. This is all wrong. How badly did those assholes mess with her head? What low life dicks turned a man's own daughter against him?]
[Now he's going to have to undo all that damage.]
You've always been my daughter, Angel, you know that. How can you even say something like that? You're my baby girl. I love you. Look at the lengths I went to to protect you! To keep you safe! I...I just want you to come home. And I know that underneath all this...whatever it is, that's what you want, too.
[He tips the gear screen a little and hefts up his fat, flop eared houndour into view.]
And this little guy'd love to meet you.
[It's amazing how often the stupid puppy comes in handy as an ace up Jack's sleeve.]
Don't make me drag you home, Angel. I don't want to have to do that.
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[The more she speaks, the more hopeless she feels. It's nothing she hasn't dealt with before. For every complaint, for every word she speaks against him, there's an argument. He'd spent years preying on her weaknesses, and then convincing her that she would never be anything more than them. She might not have been the frail, dying girl that he had killed on Pandora, but she's no worldly explorer, either. The last time she'd even so much as ran a few feet was years earlier, a distant memory hidden behind trauma and eridium induced fog.]
[She can't even hope for rescue. As far as she can tell, anyone who knew her, or better, knew of Jack was a universe away. There would be no dashing rescue, no heroes to rescue her from his clutches. Even if she runs, she's in an unfamiliar land. With her luck, she'd run right into his arms.]
[As it is, the dog is the only thing that keeps her from saying yes outright. Her expression, thoughtful and sad, becomes something bitter.]
I'm not a child, Jack.
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[He scratches Doom Boner's head and purses his lips. He wishes she'd stop using his name. She doesn't have to now.]
Oh come on, who doesn't love puppies? But the point is... we had to give up a lot, you and me. Missed out on a lot of stuff. But that's all over now. I know what this place does, you're perfectly healthy. Probably pretty weak and wobbly, but still. We get another chance, sweetheart. Everything can be different here. I don't understand why you aren't happy about this! I got a nice house. It's a rental, but it's nice. Got a pool. A fireplace. You can have a normal life, baby.
I thought this was what you wanted.
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Dad...
[She hates herself, curses herself as the words leave her lips. She shakes her head, trying to clear herself of the thoughts clouding her head. It does little good, and instead she shifts to trying to hold herself. With only one hand with which to do it, the embrace just feels empty.]
What about the labs? The tests? You won't... do any of that, anymore, right?
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Why would I? I don't even have labs here, Angel. [Well, he does have access to the Rocket labs, but she's not getting anywhere near HQ. And without her powers, what is there to do tests on? Besides, he's got all the data he could possibly need already.]
You know what I've got here? A bunch of dumb cute animals and a greeting card company. Because this planet is...well, honestly it's ridiculous. And hyper peaceful. I don't get how, there's no government of any kind and the only punishment is community service, but that's how it is.
[And he's adapted. He's got to play by the rules, at least publicly, and keep general opinion on his side. He's playing a long game. He has time.]
[Right now, he'd really just like to have a proper reunion with his daughter. Obviously she needs to relearn a few things, but there's time for that, too.]
Anyway! You're freaking out over nothing, sweetheart. Now are you ready to come home? Get a hug from your old dad? It's been a real long time since I got to hug ya.
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[But what if it was a second chance. He's certainly saying the right things, and she can almost pretend to believe it. She knows she should know better, that he's lied before (to her especially). But her heart hurts, longing for the idea of getting the life she never had.
Where are you? When would you be here?
[Her tone is soft, cautious even. She tells herself that it's because she wants to know how quickly to leave, but she's so caught up in his lies that she can't even begin to believe her own.
I miss you.
[Her heart thuds painfully. Of everything she's said, both to herself and to him, this is one of the few times she's spoken the truth. She can't say if she means that she misses the man he's supposed to be, or the man she truly is.]
[When it comes down to it, all she really wants is her father.]
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[He knew he'd get through to her eventually. He really shouldn't be surprised, that she'd been all mixed up. Between the shock of being here, the trauma of what had happened, the lies she'd been fed by Vault Hunters...but she just needed a few reminders of who really cared about her and had her best interests at heart.]
[It was like he'd been saying to Athena. Only a parent can really understand.]
[He smiles at her, content now. Everything's fine. He's got his Angel again.]
Give me half an hour. I'm in Goldenrod, but there's a type of fast travel here.
I've missed you like hell, Angel. Kept your picture with me, right here.
[He puts his hand over his chest, where his jacket pocket is.]
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[Her stomach churns, and if not for the fact that she hadn't eaten since... she can't even remember, she might have purged it of its contents. Instead, she forces herself to still her shaking hands, terrified that of him seeing her so afraid.
So soon? [It's a miracle that her voice remains even. The quaking that's slowly overtaking her body feels liek it's about to break her into pieces. Don't you need time to prepare?
[Before, she might have been able to manipulate him to some degree. She could sidetrack him, find something else for him to fixate on. But being so out of the loop, she can't think of a single thing to distract him with.]
[It's only been a few minutes, but she already feels as if she's made a horrible mistake.]
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[What does he need to do? Put shoes on? Grab Cancer Bag or The Mountain to give him a ride? Neither's going to take much time.]
I, uh, don't think you're grasping how different a kind of life I got here. I don't have a whole space station relying on me, I just gotta check the cats' food and make sure the front door's locked.
[It sucks. It's boring as all hell, and he misses Helios. But it's all temporary. Once he's taken control of this world, everything will be back on track.]
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[What would be worse? Starving, or being back with Jack?
Okay, Dad. I'll be here.
[She pulls her knees to her chest, eyes sliding closed. Her fingers continue to clutch at the pokegear, tight as she can manage. The device, despite the faint urge to end the call. The longer she waits, the less time she'll have to run, should she so decide. At this point, she can't even say whether or not her words are a lie]
[Death was far easier than all this]
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Hey, is there anything I can bring you? Maybe something special you want for dinner or something?
[This is supposed to be a celebration. Now that the messy business is out of the way - kids, huh? - he's intent on the reunion he's imagined in his own mind. She isn't the only who's missed out - he's had to miss out on so many things a father ought to have. Even the little things, like cooking her dinner or taking a walk together.]
[He's already getting ready, even as he talks to her, the gear screen bouncing and shifting as he checks the locks on the house.]
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Dad? Can I hang up now? I want to rest...
She's not above hanging up on him. Confused and frightened as she is, if she's ever going to make a decision, she needs to sit down alone and think.]
I'll wait at the entrance. I promise.
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...yeah, okay baby.
You just wait for me. I'll be right there, I promise.
You'll be home and safe soon.
I love you, Angel.
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[Something feels off about his last words. It wasn't too long ago that they were the key to her prison cell, a sign of more torment to come. They had lost their meaning long ago.]
[Angel fumbles around in her backpack more, anything to occupy her time for the next half hour. Her fingers brush over the small box of food that she had discovered earlier, and then over the small wad of money. She casts a baleful glance toward the woods, then sighs in defeat.]
[Beside her, Mareep paces. Her eyes are locked on Angel, who swears that the little animal is concerned of all things.]
What shall we do? Angel doesn't expect much in the way of a response -- how could an animal ever understand her struggle?]
[But Mareep, apparently not one for Angel's rationale, begins to sprint off. Just a few yards later, she turns back.]
Mari! [The pokemon's cry is small, but Angel understands well enough. With a nod, Angel picks up her pack, sliding it over slim shoulders and securing it around her]
[There would always be a side of her that wanted to have her father back. But the man she had spoken to wasn't him. As far as she's concerned, that man died years ago.]
[And she meant what she had said. This was her new start.]