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- lots of feelings about justice,
- oh honey no,
- prayer circle for johto,
- really now,
- someone make him stop,
- we are yelling!!,
- you tried
012. Video/Action for Goldenrod City
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[Ishimaru is outside again today, seeming to be taking advantage of the nice weather while it holds; at least he's looking at the camera today, and his gaze is shifting...a little less, maybe. He still seems a bit tired but at least he's calm; the view behind him is, once again, that square in Goldenrod near the Center.]
The place I came from put a lot of emphasis on punishment...both for what we did, and what we didn't do. Failure to act in a certain way, to do as we were told, was punished; failure to not act in the way that we were expected to was likewise punished. Rules and laws and "justice" were used to control us, not to guide or help us; instead of keeping us safe, they were used to tear us down.
No matter what we did, we were going to be wrong.
[His voice remains firm but calm through all that; he's not shouting, but he doesn't seem about to cry, either. Just...working through it, really.]
When situations are hard like that, and seem unwinnable, it's easy to forget what justice is intended for. It's meant to protect people, and most importantly, it's meant to give people hope - for themselves, and for the future!
So even if...even if you haven't always done what's right, even if you've made mistakes or taken punishment - if you choose to do right afterwards, the wrong you've done doesn't have to define you!
I think there comes a time when you deserve to be considered good again!
[...yep, there's the shouting.]
It's not going to be easy - it's something I'm still working on, too. But if we're willing to work hard and not lose hope, I think we'll all be all right, in the end! We just have to do our best.
I hope today is both good and productive for you, and if not, I know that tomorrow will be better!
[ACTION]
[Returning to Goldenrod City has been...strange.
It's not strange in the way that coming to a new place tends to be strange, or perhaps returning to an old place that's changed drastically in your absence; there's no lack of familiarity, and if anything the strangeness is caused by just the opposite - there's a weird sense of returning home to it, and Ishimaru isn't entirely sure what to do with that. He hasn't felt that way since before Hope's Peak; it's weird to experience it now, but it's not altogether unwelcome.
...granted, it's not something he has long to dwell on; he finishes the video and takes a while to just...collect himself, but eventually he heads back to the house. And as soon as he manages to get the front door opened there's a sudden sharp skittering of nails against the floor and the vibrations of twenty-odd Eevees hup-hup-hupping their way down the stairs, and he flinches a little and braces for the moment where the swarm hits -
And then there's a thud, and there is quite simply nothing.
...
... ... ...
Huh.
It takes him a moment to open his eyes, given that they'd slid closed while he was in the middle of preparing for impact; apparently the thud was the fuzzball legion all sitting in unison, and now they're just kind of parked on the floor and headtilting like confused pugs because grandpa's home and we sat and why is he just standing there.
He's clearly going to be spending some time playing with the fuzzballs today, because oh my god they did so well. c: ]
[Ishimaru is outside again today, seeming to be taking advantage of the nice weather while it holds; at least he's looking at the camera today, and his gaze is shifting...a little less, maybe. He still seems a bit tired but at least he's calm; the view behind him is, once again, that square in Goldenrod near the Center.]
The place I came from put a lot of emphasis on punishment...both for what we did, and what we didn't do. Failure to act in a certain way, to do as we were told, was punished; failure to not act in the way that we were expected to was likewise punished. Rules and laws and "justice" were used to control us, not to guide or help us; instead of keeping us safe, they were used to tear us down.
No matter what we did, we were going to be wrong.
[His voice remains firm but calm through all that; he's not shouting, but he doesn't seem about to cry, either. Just...working through it, really.]
When situations are hard like that, and seem unwinnable, it's easy to forget what justice is intended for. It's meant to protect people, and most importantly, it's meant to give people hope - for themselves, and for the future!
So even if...even if you haven't always done what's right, even if you've made mistakes or taken punishment - if you choose to do right afterwards, the wrong you've done doesn't have to define you!
I think there comes a time when you deserve to be considered good again!
[...yep, there's the shouting.]
It's not going to be easy - it's something I'm still working on, too. But if we're willing to work hard and not lose hope, I think we'll all be all right, in the end! We just have to do our best.
I hope today is both good and productive for you, and if not, I know that tomorrow will be better!
[ACTION]
[Returning to Goldenrod City has been...strange.
It's not strange in the way that coming to a new place tends to be strange, or perhaps returning to an old place that's changed drastically in your absence; there's no lack of familiarity, and if anything the strangeness is caused by just the opposite - there's a weird sense of returning home to it, and Ishimaru isn't entirely sure what to do with that. He hasn't felt that way since before Hope's Peak; it's weird to experience it now, but it's not altogether unwelcome.
...granted, it's not something he has long to dwell on; he finishes the video and takes a while to just...collect himself, but eventually he heads back to the house. And as soon as he manages to get the front door opened there's a sudden sharp skittering of nails against the floor and the vibrations of twenty-odd Eevees hup-hup-hupping their way down the stairs, and he flinches a little and braces for the moment where the swarm hits -
And then there's a thud, and there is quite simply nothing.
...
... ... ...
Huh.
It takes him a moment to open his eyes, given that they'd slid closed while he was in the middle of preparing for impact; apparently the thud was the fuzzball legion all sitting in unison, and now they're just kind of parked on the floor and headtilting like confused pugs because grandpa's home and we sat and why is he just standing there.
He's clearly going to be spending some time playing with the fuzzballs today, because oh my god they did so well. c: ]
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And their efforts are clearly not in vain, as Ishimaru is going to be kneeling down in front of them and distributing pettings rather liberally for the time being. He's still looking a bit tired-out, though it's more from the trip than from the usual deep exhaustion that's been plaguing him lately; overall, though, he smiling a bit, and he seems...okay. Not particularly stellar, but okay.
Sometimes okay is the best you can really ask for.
For now, however, he has fluffy things to pet and, apparently, a spot check to fail, sorry about that Parker.]
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He looks good, or at least better. She's looked at him enough to notice the little nuances by now; they're not things she'd notice from the get-go the way that a grifter would, but they're things she would notice as they deviate from the norm, like a person used to having her world put together in a very specific order tends to notice every minute change to it that might occur.
He's home, and he seems okay.
And his smile looks like gold in a broken vase.]
Hi, Ishimaru.
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Ah - aneki, you're here, I'm glad!
[It's about then that he seems to realize that he should probably stand up, and even if detaching the fuzzballs is always a bit of a production he manages to get up easily enough.]
Has everything been all right? I hope they haven't been too much trouble.
[You know. The fuzzballs in question.
...and arguably his classmates as well just because his classmates.]
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[If she sounds like she's slightly at a loss, that's probably because she is, and it's somewhat reflected in her body language, as well. Objectively she'd always been aware that Ishimaru would be coming back, and of course, here he is, and it's not like she'd ever expected anything different. But it's weird to come back to someone who's missed you, and weird to have been the person doing the missing, too.]
Did you...fly...okay?
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Yes, it was fine! A lot better than the Ice Path, anyway - we seem to have agreed that we're not going to do that again!
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[If that was supposed to be a pun, she clearly didn't mean it that way, but you know.]
Well, the house is...you know, still here, not burned down or anything. And the Eevees are...there. And I'm fine and people are...fine. And you're back and that's good and...
[...
A little doll-like, she kind of looks down at her arms a minute, and then sort of opens them awkwardly in unspoken query.]
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...That's perfectly fine as far as Ishimaru is concerned, actually, and if he sees any reason at all why this should be awkward, one wouldn't know it from his reaction; he manages to get around the Eevees without stepping on them (thank god, because stepping on them tends to be met with That Look that implies he's betrayed their trust forever, or at least for the next twenty minutes or so), and the hug he gives her is a firm one.
It's definitely better than the general non-reaction he's had for quite some time, where he's just kind of allowed people to hug him or move him around. Just. Come here, you.]
It's good to be back, yes - I missed you.
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You look really good and I'm so glad.
[And he's still just a little taller than her, but she'd never really noticed it when she was the one taking care of him because she'd been so used to just sort of moving around him and navigating him, like furniture sort of, but now that he's taking an active part in it all he's just a touch taller and it stands out.]
I don't like it when you're gone, in your head or somewhere else.
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[It's the most he can offer, really; he knows he can't say that he'll never go anywhere, fullstop, but...]
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[And she does, really. Deep down, in that way that's as hard to articulate as so many other feelings she's attempted to parse before.]
It's just weird. Like the good kind of weird, but...yeah. Weird.
[No, wait, that didn't quite do it.]
...Waiting around for somebody.
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[Squeeze.]
That's what family does...right?
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[...]
It's how it is here, anyway. I'm closer to the family I have here than the one I had back home.
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Do you ever think that maybe this place might...you know. Be home someday? Like instead of back-there being home?
[... :|a ]
What matters is where your family is, right?
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[...]
If you think of it that way, though, it makes sense.
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[...]
I wonder why you're only allowed to have one.
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[She frowns a little bit, pondering.]
But you being my family doesn't make my other family not my family, right? So you get to have more than one family but you only get to have one home, I guess. Isn't that kind of weird?
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[Wait.]
Us?
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Well, that's true, I guess! But even if we couldn't choose who was in our class, she's still one of ours, and so we should be good to her anyway.
[...]
Within reason.