[It would be a horrible understatement to say the past week was rough on Mondo. He's been forced to deal with several things he never would have imagined having to deal with, and he hasn't been dealing with them very well. Today is one of the few days he's even left the hotel, and judging from his incredibly disheveled appearance, today was a long day of personal training. Pierce, Mondo's Lucario, is keeping pace slightly behind him, looking a bit worried. He's been training almost non-stop with Mondo since the sun set and his trainer isn't exactly faring well. The exhaustion is pleasant though, and while Mondo isn't a masochist by any means, the pain is quite welcome. It's a reminder that he's still alive here.
It's as he's heading back toward the Pokémon Center to heal Pierce up that he notices the lights on in the school. He sees movement from within and after a moment of thought, he realizes that Ishimaru hasn't come looking for him yet. If someone's still in that school this late at night, it's either a janitor or Ishimaru. He approaches one of the open windows, not surprised at all to see Ishimaru writing something on the blackboard in one of the classrooms.
Mondo makes his way into the school, Pierce still slightly behind him. He arrives at the classroom soon enough and leans in the doorway, watching Ishimaru silently for a moment before finally speaking up.]
...Hey.
[Mondo absently reaches up to push his hair back into place - though several strands are still refusing to stay put and it really does nothing to aid his appearance.
He doesn't want Ishimaru to worry about him, obviously, but it's also because he's nervous. He has no reason to be nervous around Ishimaru - or at least, that's what he tells himself. But Ishimaru's been distant lately, and after their little argument, he really can't say he blames Ishimaru any. Mondo bites the inside of his lip, trying to find something else to say.]
Didn't think you'd be out so late. What are you doing?
[He glances at the lines on the board. They're the sorts of things he'd expect to see from Ishimaru, but it's the last one that gets a sharp twitch from him.
[ACTION]
It's as he's heading back toward the Pokémon Center to heal Pierce up that he notices the lights on in the school. He sees movement from within and after a moment of thought, he realizes that Ishimaru hasn't come looking for him yet. If someone's still in that school this late at night, it's either a janitor or Ishimaru. He approaches one of the open windows, not surprised at all to see Ishimaru writing something on the blackboard in one of the classrooms.
Mondo makes his way into the school, Pierce still slightly behind him. He arrives at the classroom soon enough and leans in the doorway, watching Ishimaru silently for a moment before finally speaking up.]
...Hey.
[Mondo absently reaches up to push his hair back into place - though several strands are still refusing to stay put and it really does nothing to aid his appearance.
He doesn't want Ishimaru to worry about him, obviously, but it's also because he's nervous. He has no reason to be nervous around Ishimaru - or at least, that's what he tells himself. But Ishimaru's been distant lately, and after their little argument, he really can't say he blames Ishimaru any. Mondo bites the inside of his lip, trying to find something else to say.]
Didn't think you'd be out so late. What are you doing?
[He glances at the lines on the board. They're the sorts of things he'd expect to see from Ishimaru, but it's the last one that gets a sharp twitch from him.
We are not dead yet.
Yet was the key word there.]