Cecil Harvey (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
paladinlost) wrote2014-08-29 08:36 am
paladinlost) wrote2014-08-29 08:36 am
93rd moon [video]
[The view: the ceiling of the most enpensive restaurant in Celadon. The background noise: dozens of customers enjoying their meals, and Cecil tapping his fingers on a wooden table.]
When I first awoke in New Bark Town, four years ago, I was... unwell. This whole world's very existence confused me, and so did my presence in it. The relatively weak and harmless-looking monsters were also a shock. Had it not been for Rosie's sweetness, I surely would have attempted to fight her. You could say that day was very unpleasant, though still far from the worse I've had.
[The background noise: a liquid hitting glass. The view: a quick flash of a wine bottle in a corner.]
And yet... when I finally managed to use the Pokégear, I was contacted by friends I'd not seen in seventeen years. Friends I'd not remembered in seventeen years, and that I would not have expected to ever see again even if I'd kept those memories. I also met kind people, good people, who made my first few weeks here much easier than they would otherwise have been. All have been gone for years, now, but I still find myself thinking of them fondly. Therefore... you could say that day was a good day, too.
[The action, unseen and barely heard: Cecil making a silent toast to all those people, and downing that glass before setting it back on the table.]
...Well! Now that I've shared my first day experience, it's only fitting that you do the same. Surely you all have interesting stories to share.
When I first awoke in New Bark Town, four years ago, I was... unwell. This whole world's very existence confused me, and so did my presence in it. The relatively weak and harmless-looking monsters were also a shock. Had it not been for Rosie's sweetness, I surely would have attempted to fight her. You could say that day was very unpleasant, though still far from the worse I've had.
[The background noise: a liquid hitting glass. The view: a quick flash of a wine bottle in a corner.]
And yet... when I finally managed to use the Pokégear, I was contacted by friends I'd not seen in seventeen years. Friends I'd not remembered in seventeen years, and that I would not have expected to ever see again even if I'd kept those memories. I also met kind people, good people, who made my first few weeks here much easier than they would otherwise have been. All have been gone for years, now, but I still find myself thinking of them fondly. Therefore... you could say that day was a good day, too.
[The action, unseen and barely heard: Cecil making a silent toast to all those people, and downing that glass before setting it back on the table.]
...Well! Now that I've shared my first day experience, it's only fitting that you do the same. Surely you all have interesting stories to share.
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[...well, the loud ones anyway.]
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[...the irony is two of the people who are gone now but he came to like best were Rockets and he never knew...]
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[To the point that Cecil only realized that the guy was part of Team Rocket when he received a Gyarados that had once attacked him with a familiar trainer ID.]
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Huh. Well, you do find decent people in the weirdest places sometimes... Maybe he was forced.
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Surely he was. I would like to think that few people would choose that life deliberately.
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