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Post by Drathar Ven on Feb 16, 2019 18:58:22 GMT -5
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[attr="class","revcallname"]DRATHAR
VEN
[attr="class","revcalllyric"]SOMEDAY SOON, YOUR WHOLE LIFE'S GONNA CHANGE
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[attr="class","revcallbar1"] RANK outlaw | [attr="class","revcallbar1"] AGE nineteen | [attr="class","revcallbar1"] PRONOUNS he/him | [attr="class","revcallbar1"] SEXUALITY asexual | [attr="class","revcallbar1"] ORIGIN Wolflea City |
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I brought some food. Are you hungry?[break][break]
Where are my Pokemon?[break][break]
Please, it's not good for you to go without this long.[break]
Just answer my questions. Then you can eat all you want.[break][break]
I want my Pokemon.[break][break]
Your Pokemon, as well. Of course. Now, name?[break][break]
I want my Pokemon.[break][break]
Ever the stubborn one, I see.[break]
Let me see what I can do. In the meantime, eat. Please.[break][break]
You haven't touched your food.[break][break]
Where are my Pokemon?[break][break]
It wasn't easy, but we managed to get them into Poke Balls.[break][break]
(I release them, one at a time. The Fletchinder leaps at him, pecks at the ropes holding him to the chair before I hastily recall it. The Sylveon is tamer. It looks hungrily at the food, nervously between me and its trainer, before I send it back.)[break][break]
Your Pokemon are here, and I assure you, they will be taken good care of. If you talk.[break][break]
Let them go.[break][break]
You are in no position to be giving commands here. But.[break][break]
But.[break][break]
You are trying my patience, and this camp is not designed to hold prisoners for long. So I will make you a deal. You will be free to take your Pokemon and go.[break]
One of your Pokemon.[break]
The other we will retain... for experimentation.[break][break]
You--[break][break]
(He can't move, but he jerks forward all the same, daggers in his eyes, teeth clenched. I do not flinch.)[break][break]
Or, you talk. And whatever happens to you, your Pokemon will be well taken care of. It's a promise. Think on it, Nameless One.[break][break]
(His eyes have stopped darting around the room, as if he has finally realized he has no hope of escape.)[break][break]
...Fine.[break][break]
What was that? Speak up.[break][break]
I said, fine! I'll talk! Just...[break]
Don't hurt them. Please. It's not their fault.[break][break]
Name?[break][break]
D-Drathar Ven.[break][break]
And where are you from, Drathar Ven?[break][break]
...Wolflea.[break][break]
You're a long way from home, aren't you, Drathar Ven from Wolflea?[break][break]
I guess so.[break][break]
Why?[break][break]
Not like I can ever go back.[break][break]
What of your parents?[break][break]
They didn't want me. I don't think they were even expecting me.[break][break]
Who were they?[break][break]
Ma... she was just a village girl. Pretty, but not the brightest. Pa was a soldier stationed at the fort. She was smitten with him, and when word got out they were fooling around... He had to marry her. It was only proper. But most days he treated her little better than a servant. He'd get real cold if she didn't do as he wanted.[break][break]
He treated you coldly as well.[break][break]
Yeah. Said I had to learn to grow up. Lucky I was a fast learner. I guess in a way Ma noticed I took after him. I remember one thing she said, quiet like, after she thought I'd gone to sleep. "You're just like your father. Sharp as a whip, and twice as cruel."[break][break]
And what did this "growing up" entail?[break][break]
Soon as I was ready, he sent me out to work the saffron fields. It was rough work. Hard on my fingers. I'm not mad though. Gave me real nimble fingers.[break][break]
Good for being a thief.[break][break]
Yeah, well.[break][break]
Did you steal from the saffron fields?[break][break]
I thought about it.[break][break]
Why?[break][break]
Why didn't I go through with it? The overseer scared me.[break][break]
No. What makes a young child think about stealing from others?[break][break]
I was hungry all the time. Even after I learned to cook, some of the scraps Ma brought home were barely edible. There wasn't enough money for the nice stuff. Most of the money they made - what I made - went to getting pepped up on Cheer.[break][break]
Cheer?[break][break]
You know. Cheeruppi. The "wonder pill for the bedroom." Oh, they did all kinds. (He starts counting on his fingers.) Fairy dust. Catobo leaf. Desert Blue. Ether of Ester.[break][break]
So what changed? To make you leave?[break][break]
Well... It was Mili.[break][break]
There was a bad storm out in the desert that day, I suppose. And I saw Pa walk in with this Fletchling, looking all banged up, and he threw her at me and told me to fix dinner. So I took her out back, she was fighting and pecking at me the whole way, got out my best knife and ... the way she was looking at me. Just a little thing, but she was fighting so hard to survive. And I looked at those eyes and my hands were shaking holding the knife and I just couldn't do it. I knew Pa would have my hide if he found out. So I ran.[break][break]
And Mili?[break][break]
I tried to send her back to the wild. But she stuck with me.[break][break]
So it was just the two of you.[break][break]
Not exactly.[break][break]
Who else?[break][break]
...I guess it doesn't matter at this point.[break][break]
My first night on the streets I fell in with a buncha boys. Their leader was this punk kid, Lanter was his name. All of em were trying to get away from bad homes, poor living, just like me for the most part. I think we found a connection in each other. So we became a gang. We stole, we fought, we did a lot of rough stuff, but we took care of each other. Miss those days. I learned so much on the streets. How to scope a mark, how to move undetected, we lifted some real nice knives and I fought the other boys for them, so I got good working a knife. I know it's supposed to be wrong, but it felt good. Like I was really worth something.[break][break]
But it ended. How?[break][break]
You know how.[break][break]
Humor me.[break][break]
We got into a fight with Shiv's gang, and all the survivors were thrown into your dungeon.[break][break]
You don't seem the type to get mixed up in a brawl.[break][break]
...[break][break]
How is it that a sneak like you, who managed to give our guards the run-around for a solid hour--[break][break]
Stop, okay. It wasn't my choice. I didn't have a choice.[break]
So, I guess first I have to tell you about Kir.[break][break]
We found him by a house we were casing, me and Mili, just out the back door. He saw us. I was gonna have Mili knock him out. But he got talking, and Mili said he said he'd been dumped. By a rich family who wanted their "perfect" Eevee from a breeder, but when he would get scared during battles, they dumped him. Out the back like trash. And they went and bought another Eevee to replace him. And Mili and I looked at each other and we both were like "We can't just leave this kid here."[break][break]
So we brought him back to the gang. And he was still scared a lot, but he was ours, and we started teaching him how to live on the street. He was doing good, we thought, but then there was the fight...[break][break]
So I don't remember how it started. We'd fought before, Shiv didn't like that Lanter was calling himself "streetlord," but it was never as bad as that one time. Felt like every street kid in the city was duking it out in that one spot. There was a lot of noise, and blood, and I think Kir got spooked. I lost track of him for a bit. And when I found him there was a kid from Shiv's gang, maybe a head taller than me, and he lifted his foot up and[break][break]
and[break][break]
and I[break][break]
I put two knives in his chest.[break][break]
And then he was on the ground and there was a guard next to him, and a guard grabbed ahold of me, and I yelled to Kir "Run! Take Mili and RUN!" and the rest is mostly a blur. I got kicked in the ribs a few times. Hauled off to the jailhouse. They weren't getting a straight story out of anyone, everybody blamed someone else for the fight, so they decided to haul the lot of us off to Kalpasi all together.[break][break]
And the boy you stabbed? What happened to him?[break][break]
Don't know if he lived or died. Don't really care.[break][break]
I see. Tell me how you escaped from the dungeon.[break][break]
You had people there. Figure it out yourself.[break][break]
I won't ask again.[break][break]
...[break][break]
You are debating how much you wish to tell me. I want to help you, Drathar. But in order to do so, I need to understand what you've gone through. So, let's try again. What was it like in the dungeon?[break][break]
Real closed in. Lonely.[break][break]
Even with the gang there?[break][break]
So a few of the boys tried to start up the old rivalries. But it wasn't the same. Not with Lanter... gone. And I guess Shiv too. We all lost friends. More than friends. We all lost brothers. So I kept to myself most days. Ate the shit they fed us three times a day. Walked the yard when they let us out. Did some basic workout. Tried to make knives, you'd be amazed how much shit they leave lying around in the prisoners' areas. Plotted how to escape.[break][break]
You could have joined the army. Release on good behavior.[break][break]
Yeah, no. Tried pretending and they caught me right away. It was laughable, even for nine-year-old me. I think back on it and I cringe.[break][break]
Why the fixation on escaping?[break][break]
It was boring there. Not like there was anything else to do. And it kept my mind sharp.[break][break]
How many times?[break][break]
Two more times, before they got fed up and put me in the black box. That made it a lot harder.[break][break]
Which is?[break][break]
Five by eight, no windows, solid stone all around. A little pit for relieving myself. Only light was a little slit in the door with bars on, and the slot they sent the food through three times a day. Chains around my ankles, just long enough to reach the latrine and the food, but not the door.[break][break]
I bet by now you're wondering how I did it. (He says this with a smirk.)[break][break]
Please.[break][break]
So you spend what, four, five years in that hellhole, things start to get a little crazy.[break][break]
Sometimes I'd hear whistles. Me and Mili, we had a system, we'd make bird calls at each other for signaling. "I'm here, let's go, retreat," stuff like that. So when I heard the calls, my instinct would be to call back, then I'd remember that Mili wasn't there and I was just hearing things. But then this one night, I couldn't make the voices go away. To anyone else it would sound like random birds, but I knew, I knew it was Mili. Every five or ten minutes, I'd hear Mili. "I'm here." I knew it was crazy. But it gave me an idea.[break][break]
So you spend what, four, five years in there, if you pay attention, you learn a lot about the guards.[break][break]
This one guard was working early morning shift the next night. He was a veteran, had quite a temper. After meal, I gave myself as much sleep as I could, until I could hear the stomping of his boots down the hall as he took over night shift. And I just did the bird call. Nonstop, whistling, even when he banged on the door and yelled at me to shut up. I didn't stop. Wanted him to think I cracked. I'd heard what he did to other prisoners he didn't like. Literally heard it down the hallway.[break][break]
So he wrenched the door open, came in. He was angry, but not stupid. He was watching my hands. He knew I made knives. Meaning he wasn't expecting the headbutt.[break][break]
Had to move fast after that. Unlocked the chains. Changed my clothes. Dodged around a couple patrols, following Mili's voice, at least in the direction I thought it was telling me to go, and I found my way to a supply room and Kir. Turns out this whole crazy plan was Kir's idea. He was beside himself after I got taken away, kept saying it was all his fault, that it wouldn't be okay until I got free again. So he and Mili snuck in on one of the provisions transports, spent some time trying to figure out where I was. Hence the calls. So the getting out was the easy part, after that. Mili lit up some hay bales, got a wind going so everyone could see the smoke. The guards really weren't happy about that. They made a bigger deal than I thought they would. Wonder why.[break][break]
Why indeed.[break][break]
We jumped a window in the ruckus, headed south. Couldn't stay in the forest though. Too close to Central, too many royal guards around. Skirted Horsea Lake. Into the mountains. Robbed a few cabins over the winter. Thought we were home free when we made down the cliffs, for sure didn't think you'd be all the way out here. But I guess I messed up.[break][break]
That's a remarkable story, Drathar.[break][break]
Not really.[break][break]
Your loyal Pokemon, that stuck by you the whole way, deserve to be commended. As do you, for inspiring such loyalty.[break][break]
It's nothing I wouldn't have done for them. They risked their lives on my account. That's why I can't abandon either of them now. Not even to save the other one. So, do what you want with me now, I've got nothing else to tell, but I expect you to let them go.[break][break]
(I toss him a knife. He catches it easily, looks at me with confusion.)[break][break]
Pick yourself out of that chair. Take your Pokemon. Come with me.[break][break]
You people... you're not with the Kingdom, are you?[break][break]
(I smile.)[break][break]
Where are we going?[break][break]
If you find it acceptable... your new home.
Interrogation Log, Hour 26
I brought some food. Are you hungry?[break][break]
Where are my Pokemon?[break][break]
Please, it's not good for you to go without this long.[break]
Just answer my questions. Then you can eat all you want.[break][break]
I want my Pokemon.[break][break]
Your Pokemon, as well. Of course. Now, name?[break][break]
I want my Pokemon.[break][break]
Ever the stubborn one, I see.[break]
Let me see what I can do. In the meantime, eat. Please.[break][break]
Interrogation Log, Hour 27
You haven't touched your food.[break][break]
Where are my Pokemon?[break][break]
It wasn't easy, but we managed to get them into Poke Balls.[break][break]
(I release them, one at a time. The Fletchinder leaps at him, pecks at the ropes holding him to the chair before I hastily recall it. The Sylveon is tamer. It looks hungrily at the food, nervously between me and its trainer, before I send it back.)[break][break]
Your Pokemon are here, and I assure you, they will be taken good care of. If you talk.[break][break]
Let them go.[break][break]
You are in no position to be giving commands here. But.[break][break]
But.[break][break]
You are trying my patience, and this camp is not designed to hold prisoners for long. So I will make you a deal. You will be free to take your Pokemon and go.[break]
One of your Pokemon.[break]
The other we will retain... for experimentation.[break][break]
You--[break][break]
(He can't move, but he jerks forward all the same, daggers in his eyes, teeth clenched. I do not flinch.)[break][break]
Or, you talk. And whatever happens to you, your Pokemon will be well taken care of. It's a promise. Think on it, Nameless One.[break][break]
Interrogation Log, Hour 29
(His eyes have stopped darting around the room, as if he has finally realized he has no hope of escape.)[break][break]
...Fine.[break][break]
What was that? Speak up.[break][break]
I said, fine! I'll talk! Just...[break]
Don't hurt them. Please. It's not their fault.[break][break]
Name?[break][break]
D-Drathar Ven.[break][break]
And where are you from, Drathar Ven?[break][break]
...Wolflea.[break][break]
You're a long way from home, aren't you, Drathar Ven from Wolflea?[break][break]
I guess so.[break][break]
Why?[break][break]
Not like I can ever go back.[break][break]
What of your parents?[break][break]
They didn't want me. I don't think they were even expecting me.[break][break]
Who were they?[break][break]
Ma... she was just a village girl. Pretty, but not the brightest. Pa was a soldier stationed at the fort. She was smitten with him, and when word got out they were fooling around... He had to marry her. It was only proper. But most days he treated her little better than a servant. He'd get real cold if she didn't do as he wanted.[break][break]
He treated you coldly as well.[break][break]
Yeah. Said I had to learn to grow up. Lucky I was a fast learner. I guess in a way Ma noticed I took after him. I remember one thing she said, quiet like, after she thought I'd gone to sleep. "You're just like your father. Sharp as a whip, and twice as cruel."[break][break]
And what did this "growing up" entail?[break][break]
Soon as I was ready, he sent me out to work the saffron fields. It was rough work. Hard on my fingers. I'm not mad though. Gave me real nimble fingers.[break][break]
Good for being a thief.[break][break]
Yeah, well.[break][break]
Did you steal from the saffron fields?[break][break]
I thought about it.[break][break]
Why?[break][break]
Why didn't I go through with it? The overseer scared me.[break][break]
No. What makes a young child think about stealing from others?[break][break]
I was hungry all the time. Even after I learned to cook, some of the scraps Ma brought home were barely edible. There wasn't enough money for the nice stuff. Most of the money they made - what I made - went to getting pepped up on Cheer.[break][break]
Cheer?[break][break]
You know. Cheeruppi. The "wonder pill for the bedroom." Oh, they did all kinds. (He starts counting on his fingers.) Fairy dust. Catobo leaf. Desert Blue. Ether of Ester.[break][break]
So what changed? To make you leave?[break][break]
Well... It was Mili.[break][break]
There was a bad storm out in the desert that day, I suppose. And I saw Pa walk in with this Fletchling, looking all banged up, and he threw her at me and told me to fix dinner. So I took her out back, she was fighting and pecking at me the whole way, got out my best knife and ... the way she was looking at me. Just a little thing, but she was fighting so hard to survive. And I looked at those eyes and my hands were shaking holding the knife and I just couldn't do it. I knew Pa would have my hide if he found out. So I ran.[break][break]
And Mili?[break][break]
I tried to send her back to the wild. But she stuck with me.[break][break]
So it was just the two of you.[break][break]
Not exactly.[break][break]
Who else?[break][break]
...I guess it doesn't matter at this point.[break][break]
My first night on the streets I fell in with a buncha boys. Their leader was this punk kid, Lanter was his name. All of em were trying to get away from bad homes, poor living, just like me for the most part. I think we found a connection in each other. So we became a gang. We stole, we fought, we did a lot of rough stuff, but we took care of each other. Miss those days. I learned so much on the streets. How to scope a mark, how to move undetected, we lifted some real nice knives and I fought the other boys for them, so I got good working a knife. I know it's supposed to be wrong, but it felt good. Like I was really worth something.[break][break]
But it ended. How?[break][break]
You know how.[break][break]
Humor me.[break][break]
We got into a fight with Shiv's gang, and all the survivors were thrown into your dungeon.[break][break]
You don't seem the type to get mixed up in a brawl.[break][break]
...[break][break]
How is it that a sneak like you, who managed to give our guards the run-around for a solid hour--[break][break]
Stop, okay. It wasn't my choice. I didn't have a choice.[break]
So, I guess first I have to tell you about Kir.[break][break]
We found him by a house we were casing, me and Mili, just out the back door. He saw us. I was gonna have Mili knock him out. But he got talking, and Mili said he said he'd been dumped. By a rich family who wanted their "perfect" Eevee from a breeder, but when he would get scared during battles, they dumped him. Out the back like trash. And they went and bought another Eevee to replace him. And Mili and I looked at each other and we both were like "We can't just leave this kid here."[break][break]
So we brought him back to the gang. And he was still scared a lot, but he was ours, and we started teaching him how to live on the street. He was doing good, we thought, but then there was the fight...[break][break]
So I don't remember how it started. We'd fought before, Shiv didn't like that Lanter was calling himself "streetlord," but it was never as bad as that one time. Felt like every street kid in the city was duking it out in that one spot. There was a lot of noise, and blood, and I think Kir got spooked. I lost track of him for a bit. And when I found him there was a kid from Shiv's gang, maybe a head taller than me, and he lifted his foot up and[break][break]
and[break][break]
and I[break][break]
I put two knives in his chest.[break][break]
And then he was on the ground and there was a guard next to him, and a guard grabbed ahold of me, and I yelled to Kir "Run! Take Mili and RUN!" and the rest is mostly a blur. I got kicked in the ribs a few times. Hauled off to the jailhouse. They weren't getting a straight story out of anyone, everybody blamed someone else for the fight, so they decided to haul the lot of us off to Kalpasi all together.[break][break]
And the boy you stabbed? What happened to him?[break][break]
Don't know if he lived or died. Don't really care.[break][break]
I see. Tell me how you escaped from the dungeon.[break][break]
You had people there. Figure it out yourself.[break][break]
I won't ask again.[break][break]
...[break][break]
You are debating how much you wish to tell me. I want to help you, Drathar. But in order to do so, I need to understand what you've gone through. So, let's try again. What was it like in the dungeon?[break][break]
Real closed in. Lonely.[break][break]
Even with the gang there?[break][break]
So a few of the boys tried to start up the old rivalries. But it wasn't the same. Not with Lanter... gone. And I guess Shiv too. We all lost friends. More than friends. We all lost brothers. So I kept to myself most days. Ate the shit they fed us three times a day. Walked the yard when they let us out. Did some basic workout. Tried to make knives, you'd be amazed how much shit they leave lying around in the prisoners' areas. Plotted how to escape.[break][break]
You could have joined the army. Release on good behavior.[break][break]
Yeah, no. Tried pretending and they caught me right away. It was laughable, even for nine-year-old me. I think back on it and I cringe.[break][break]
Why the fixation on escaping?[break][break]
It was boring there. Not like there was anything else to do. And it kept my mind sharp.[break][break]
How many times?[break][break]
Two more times, before they got fed up and put me in the black box. That made it a lot harder.[break][break]
Which is?[break][break]
Five by eight, no windows, solid stone all around. A little pit for relieving myself. Only light was a little slit in the door with bars on, and the slot they sent the food through three times a day. Chains around my ankles, just long enough to reach the latrine and the food, but not the door.[break][break]
I bet by now you're wondering how I did it. (He says this with a smirk.)[break][break]
Please.[break][break]
So you spend what, four, five years in that hellhole, things start to get a little crazy.[break][break]
Sometimes I'd hear whistles. Me and Mili, we had a system, we'd make bird calls at each other for signaling. "I'm here, let's go, retreat," stuff like that. So when I heard the calls, my instinct would be to call back, then I'd remember that Mili wasn't there and I was just hearing things. But then this one night, I couldn't make the voices go away. To anyone else it would sound like random birds, but I knew, I knew it was Mili. Every five or ten minutes, I'd hear Mili. "I'm here." I knew it was crazy. But it gave me an idea.[break][break]
So you spend what, four, five years in there, if you pay attention, you learn a lot about the guards.[break][break]
This one guard was working early morning shift the next night. He was a veteran, had quite a temper. After meal, I gave myself as much sleep as I could, until I could hear the stomping of his boots down the hall as he took over night shift. And I just did the bird call. Nonstop, whistling, even when he banged on the door and yelled at me to shut up. I didn't stop. Wanted him to think I cracked. I'd heard what he did to other prisoners he didn't like. Literally heard it down the hallway.[break][break]
So he wrenched the door open, came in. He was angry, but not stupid. He was watching my hands. He knew I made knives. Meaning he wasn't expecting the headbutt.[break][break]
Had to move fast after that. Unlocked the chains. Changed my clothes. Dodged around a couple patrols, following Mili's voice, at least in the direction I thought it was telling me to go, and I found my way to a supply room and Kir. Turns out this whole crazy plan was Kir's idea. He was beside himself after I got taken away, kept saying it was all his fault, that it wouldn't be okay until I got free again. So he and Mili snuck in on one of the provisions transports, spent some time trying to figure out where I was. Hence the calls. So the getting out was the easy part, after that. Mili lit up some hay bales, got a wind going so everyone could see the smoke. The guards really weren't happy about that. They made a bigger deal than I thought they would. Wonder why.[break][break]
Why indeed.[break][break]
We jumped a window in the ruckus, headed south. Couldn't stay in the forest though. Too close to Central, too many royal guards around. Skirted Horsea Lake. Into the mountains. Robbed a few cabins over the winter. Thought we were home free when we made down the cliffs, for sure didn't think you'd be all the way out here. But I guess I messed up.[break][break]
That's a remarkable story, Drathar.[break][break]
Not really.[break][break]
Your loyal Pokemon, that stuck by you the whole way, deserve to be commended. As do you, for inspiring such loyalty.[break][break]
It's nothing I wouldn't have done for them. They risked their lives on my account. That's why I can't abandon either of them now. Not even to save the other one. So, do what you want with me now, I've got nothing else to tell, but I expect you to let them go.[break][break]
(I toss him a knife. He catches it easily, looks at me with confusion.)[break][break]
Pick yourself out of that chair. Take your Pokemon. Come with me.[break][break]
You people... you're not with the Kingdom, are you?[break][break]
(I smile.)[break][break]
Where are we going?[break][break]
If you find it acceptable... your new home.
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