Training, Steven thinks, would be easier if his Contracts still worked. Even if he hadn't been able to use Darkness for more than keeping their rented bungalow safe and skulking around at night without being seen, he knew the kinds of things that other people had done with the more advanced clauses. Being able to make people stay asleep or to scuttle down walls like a spider would have come in handy during this damn week of larceny bootcamp--and he can't believe he's actually trying to get good at this.
God, it wasn't like he wanted to be a criminal. He'd just come adrift in this weird other world, his body somehow restored into its default state, and been immediately press-ganged into what he was privately coming to think of as the Pokemon mafia. The Pokemafia?
Whatever. Organized crime with a really stupid uniform. At least they were going to release him into the wild soon. Maybe, if he was lucky, he'd even get off this stupid roof by then.
"How much longer do you think it'll be until the coast is clear?" he asks his companion under his breath.
Pokegear
Right. This might sound like an odd question to ask... but has anyone ever physically changed after being here for an extended period?
[All signs pointed to this world not, actually, being on the other side of the Hedge... but it was good to make sure.]
Steven (OC) | Changeling the Lost | OTA
Training, Steven thinks, would be easier if his Contracts still worked. Even if he hadn't been able to use Darkness for more than keeping their rented bungalow safe and skulking around at night without being seen, he knew the kinds of things that other people had done with the more advanced clauses. Being able to make people stay asleep or to scuttle down walls like a spider would have come in handy during this damn week of larceny bootcamp--and he can't believe he's actually trying to get good at this.
God, it wasn't like he wanted to be a criminal. He'd just come adrift in this weird other world, his body somehow restored into its default state, and been immediately press-ganged into what he was privately coming to think of as the Pokemon mafia. The Pokemafia?
Whatever. Organized crime with a really stupid uniform. At least they were going to release him into the wild soon. Maybe, if he was lucky, he'd even get off this stupid roof by then.
"How much longer do you think it'll be until the coast is clear?" he asks his companion under his breath.
Pokegear
Right. This might sound like an odd question to ask... but has anyone ever physically changed after being here for an extended period?
[All signs pointed to this world not, actually, being on the other side of the Hedge... but it was good to make sure.]