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006. Text/Action for Violet City
[TEXT]
[Today's post is a bit different, the usual video completely absent; he's not been much in the mood for talking to others lately.
However, there are reasons why he thinks he probably should. So text it is.]
As much as we don't always understand or like it very much, the experiences we've had in this place are things to be cherished, I think. It's a good opportunity that we've been given, to meet others we might never have known and share ideas that we might never have come across otherwise.
I feel very blessed to have met all of you. If I haven't spoken to you, then I want to eventually; I'm sure there are things we can learn from one another, if given the opportunity. I still haven't found what it is I'm supposed to do with myself here - but I don't think that stagnation is acceptable, either. For now, I think "working on making things right" is a satisfactory goal, and one that I need to keep in mind more often, maybe.
Either way, I hope that today is a good and productive day for you - and if not, that tomorrow will be better.
[...it's a little subdued and Not Exactly Okay - by Ishimaru's usual standards, anyway - but he sends it anyway; it's just something he's needed to get out there, really.
Somebody's dealing with his first sudden-disappearance-from-Johto experience over here; it's not going too well, but he's trying to get back on track the only way he really knows how.]
[ACTION]
[Ishimaru's been making himself scarce lately; he's used the few days he's had since turning twenty to throw himself into being a complete workaholic, and while that's been good for replenishing what he's spent (and he's been spending much more than usual over the last couple of weeks, something he's been feeling intensely guilty about), there have been other abovementioned reasons for his radio silence and general avoidance of everyone.
But he's off today and the streets of Violet City are welcome, even if he does seem a bit jittery. He's out of his normal uniform, for one thing, and it's still something he's completely unused to - the military-style boots are the same, of course, but he's got black pants on under them, the stiff ones he usually uses for travelling purposes despite the fact that he's doing nothing of the sort just now; as for the rest...he has no idea where Naegi even found the thing in Johto, but he is currently +1 trendy-as-hell hoodie, white with red and black accents and more zippers than he knows what to do with. He still feels more than a bit out-of-place wearing it, but it's something he could get used to. Maybe. The hood's dropped back over his shoulders; it seems to be...weirdly weighted down by something, and if he's seen at the right moment, there's what's undeniably some sort of cat in there, peeking out over his shoulder. Meowth, from the look of it. A very, very runty one, but a Meowth regardless.
Of course, he's got other reasons for the nerves, apparently; he comes to a stop outside the local bar, looking up at it in the way that one does when they know they have absolutely no reason for going in there and are probably going to get thrown out because...well, god only knows why. It's a ridiculous notion, especially given that no one here seems to care about the local drinking age, if one even exists; Oowada had taken him in there shortly after his birthday, and he's come back frequently since, immediately after he's off work. Which wouldn't be too weird - he can do as he pleases, after all - if he didn't get off work in the middle of the afternoon.
Clearly, it's five o'clock somewhere.
However, once he slips inside, he's actually not interested in drinking; what's got his attention is the billiards table in the back room. That's where he goes immediately, setting the Meowth down on one of the nearby stools before picking one of the cue sticks off the back wall. It's not high-quality (nor is the table, really) but he's not going to complain; it's just for the sake of amusing himself, anyway. He'd noticed the setup when he'd come in here the first time, with Oowada; he hadn't played then, but it's what he's been coming back for.
Pool is geometry, when it comes down to it - geometry and physics, all angles and force and arcs; even so, he's still not sure where he picked up how to play. It's just something he knows how to do; if he were to dwell on it for long enough, he'd likely think that it's something he doesn't remember due to the incident in the school. But for now, he doesn't want to think; he racks up easily, and when he shoots, the break is a clean one.]
[Today's post is a bit different, the usual video completely absent; he's not been much in the mood for talking to others lately.
However, there are reasons why he thinks he probably should. So text it is.]
As much as we don't always understand or like it very much, the experiences we've had in this place are things to be cherished, I think. It's a good opportunity that we've been given, to meet others we might never have known and share ideas that we might never have come across otherwise.
I feel very blessed to have met all of you. If I haven't spoken to you, then I want to eventually; I'm sure there are things we can learn from one another, if given the opportunity. I still haven't found what it is I'm supposed to do with myself here - but I don't think that stagnation is acceptable, either. For now, I think "working on making things right" is a satisfactory goal, and one that I need to keep in mind more often, maybe.
Either way, I hope that today is a good and productive day for you - and if not, that tomorrow will be better.
[...it's a little subdued and Not Exactly Okay - by Ishimaru's usual standards, anyway - but he sends it anyway; it's just something he's needed to get out there, really.
Somebody's dealing with his first sudden-disappearance-from-Johto experience over here; it's not going too well, but he's trying to get back on track the only way he really knows how.]
[ACTION]
[Ishimaru's been making himself scarce lately; he's used the few days he's had since turning twenty to throw himself into being a complete workaholic, and while that's been good for replenishing what he's spent (and he's been spending much more than usual over the last couple of weeks, something he's been feeling intensely guilty about), there have been other abovementioned reasons for his radio silence and general avoidance of everyone.
But he's off today and the streets of Violet City are welcome, even if he does seem a bit jittery. He's out of his normal uniform, for one thing, and it's still something he's completely unused to - the military-style boots are the same, of course, but he's got black pants on under them, the stiff ones he usually uses for travelling purposes despite the fact that he's doing nothing of the sort just now; as for the rest...he has no idea where Naegi even found the thing in Johto, but he is currently +1 trendy-as-hell hoodie, white with red and black accents and more zippers than he knows what to do with. He still feels more than a bit out-of-place wearing it, but it's something he could get used to. Maybe. The hood's dropped back over his shoulders; it seems to be...weirdly weighted down by something, and if he's seen at the right moment, there's what's undeniably some sort of cat in there, peeking out over his shoulder. Meowth, from the look of it. A very, very runty one, but a Meowth regardless.
Of course, he's got other reasons for the nerves, apparently; he comes to a stop outside the local bar, looking up at it in the way that one does when they know they have absolutely no reason for going in there and are probably going to get thrown out because...well, god only knows why. It's a ridiculous notion, especially given that no one here seems to care about the local drinking age, if one even exists; Oowada had taken him in there shortly after his birthday, and he's come back frequently since, immediately after he's off work. Which wouldn't be too weird - he can do as he pleases, after all - if he didn't get off work in the middle of the afternoon.
Clearly, it's five o'clock somewhere.
However, once he slips inside, he's actually not interested in drinking; what's got his attention is the billiards table in the back room. That's where he goes immediately, setting the Meowth down on one of the nearby stools before picking one of the cue sticks off the back wall. It's not high-quality (nor is the table, really) but he's not going to complain; it's just for the sake of amusing himself, anyway. He'd noticed the setup when he'd come in here the first time, with Oowada; he hadn't played then, but it's what he's been coming back for.
Pool is geometry, when it comes down to it - geometry and physics, all angles and force and arcs; even so, he's still not sure where he picked up how to play. It's just something he knows how to do; if he were to dwell on it for long enough, he'd likely think that it's something he doesn't remember due to the incident in the school. But for now, he doesn't want to think; he racks up easily, and when he shoots, the break is a clean one.]
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It's nice to meet you too! [Wait... where's that line between what is appropriate to blurt out and what isn't. Because his name has a lot in common with some of the other people Shaun has met...] I used to play Pokemon all the time with my older brother when we were little. But most of the kinds here are ones that definitely weren't in the games.
Are you from Japan?
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As for Japan - I am, yes! I'm guessing you're from either Europe or America, yourself? Most with names like that seem to be, though I'm not sure which it is.
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...maybe the relief that followed his correct assumption should be taken as an idea that playing guess what country someone's from isn't the most culturally sensitive pastime. WELL ANYWAY.]
Our teachers wouldn't let us have our gameboys at school, even at recess. Not many of my friends played it. I was really young but my mom and dad got my brother one for Christmas and they got me one too so it would be fair.
I'm from America! Philadelphia. I've met some other people from Japan and so that was why I guessed.
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...no really if there's something wrong with it Ishimaru sure as hell ain't going to be the one to notice]
Really? I've met someone from Philadelphia here, actually - he's a policeman that I've spoken to a few times.
Who else have you met? I obviously don't know everyone, but I know quite a few of the ones here, I think.
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I know him. He's from the same Philadelphia as me.
[MOVING ON SWIFTLY]
There's Ib, and Yusuke, and Oowada, and Kirigiri! Do any of those names sound familiar?
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[...let's...not dwell on that too long, since he's not really sure whether that warrants "That's nice" or "I'm so sorry." Knowing Blake...]
Well, I don't know Ib, but I think I've spoken to someone whose device is registered under that second name - Yusuke Urameshi?
Oowada-kun and Kirigiri-kun are my classmates, though! Oowada-kun is my brother, actually; I don't know Kirigiri-kun nearly as well, but it was good to have her arrive here as well!
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Yeah that's him. He gave me his Heracross because she liked me. He's cool.
Oowada is your brother?
[something's not right here...]
Oowada told me his brother's name was Daiya.
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Well, yes, of course. Daiya is his actual brother; Oowada-kun and I aren't related by blood.
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Is that a Japanese thing to call someone your brother if you're not related?
Or did your parents get married?
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We're just close enough to consider each other that, that's all!
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Sometimes I wish my brother was here.
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He died three years ago. So I'm kind of used to being an only child now.
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I'm sorry to hear that. It must have been difficult.
[For a moment he's tempted to ask about what happened; however, he's been trying to work out what's okay to ask and what isn't, lately, and he's pretty sure that falls under the category of "don't ask."]
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[He also doesn't sit in his room drawing the car accident that took his brother's life in morbid, little-kid detail anymore.
That honor is saved for a much more recent tragedy]I'm glad there's no cars here though.
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I've lost friends back home; there was a recent incident that claimed many lives. I've been reunited with some of them here, which has been good; perhaps someday the same will happen for you.
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I'm sorry something that bad happened. But at least some of your classmates are here, and maybe the rest will come too someday and you can all be safe here together.
I've been hoping someday I'll see my dad again too.
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[...hmm.]
How old are you, anyway?
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Does a negative answer on the latter negate the 'maybe' on the former?]
I didn't think all you guys were that old.
[I'm sorry he's 11 20 is old]
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Well, it's not really something that should be complicated, but it kind of is?
I don't remember the last two years of my life. So it's like turning eighteen for me, only I know that isn't how old I actually am.
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Were you in a coma?
[...tactful.]
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I don't think so. Something happened recently that made it so I can't remember, that's all.
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To be fair if this was video there would be "Oh"s and "Well"s and, you know, facial expressions to make this less painful. Less awkward, probably not, but less painful, ideally.]
[...]
That's weird.
So what's your favorite type of pokemon?
[TIME FOR A SUBJECT CHANGE BOY HOWDY]
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