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Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, local cryptid ([personal profile] nastyboy) wrote in [community profile] ohmyarceus 2020-09-09 03:39 am (UTC)

3/3 This Is Fine

[He thinks, inevitably, of the Tragedy.]

[He thinks, inevitably, of Remire.]

[Scratching at the inside of his skull, he can hear Glenn's voice, a permanent death rattle still demanding vengeance. He can hear his stepmother, scolding him for being so weak as to die. They are ghosts, and he is now a ghost, but he can find no escape from them, give them no freedom, and - and - ]


[The change in him is sharp and quick, a skittish confused creature snapping into something all teeth and anger. Dimitri clenches the rock tighter in his hand and whirls around at the Beedrill once again.]

The ultimate way to defeat an enemy is removing their head from their shoulders.

[The Nidoran seems to sense that something has changed, pausing in his excited hop-stomping to look up at his trainer. Yet knowing something is different isn't the same as knowing what to do about it.]

[Fortunately, this is about the time that the Tepig gets free of his bushy hell, and hastily chases after their trainer. Clearly words aren't going to work here, so he does the only thing a panicking starter can do: ]

[He shoots out a light smattering of Ember and lights one of Dimitri's pants legs on fire.]

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