[ though Blue is certainly going through a rougher time than Raihan is, that's not to say that he's fine. it was incredibly worrying that Pokémon trainers have been disappearing without a trace, starting with Red and now moving onto Lance. he's yet to notice Akechi's disappearance, but Ren is a notable missing body from the Heavenly Blanc, and that in itself is enough to make his assumptions even worse.
surely not all of these people had just gotten lost, or something to that effect. there had to be something taking them - the same force that had brought them here in the first place, maybe, or perhaps something different altogether. he doesn't know for sure, and that uncertainty is eating at him. he finds himself wanting to talk to Blue in particular about it, not only to ease his own worries, but to check in on him as well. he was much closer to Red and Lance, after all...
there had been a few places that he had looked for Blue first, but when the idea of Mt. Silver's peak dawns on him, he nearly kicks himself in the head for not thinking of it sooner. the mountain, isolating as its peak was, was a familiar place. he'd retreated to Hammerlocke's ruins for self-reflection before, so why should this be any different?
with a bag slung over his shoulder, he mounts Flygon and directs him to fly to the peak of the mountain. it takes a little motivation once they hit the chilled air and snow of the area, but they press on until reaching the staircase that overlooked... whatever this world was. predictably, at its base, is the man that he's looking for. surprising himself, he lets out an exhale of relief that he didn't even know he was holding in.
hands stuffed into his hoodie pockets for warmth, he hikes closer. ]
Try to let a guy know that you're going somewhere to mope, will you? Almost gave me a bloody heart attack.
C :)
surely not all of these people had just gotten lost, or something to that effect. there had to be something taking them - the same force that had brought them here in the first place, maybe, or perhaps something different altogether. he doesn't know for sure, and that uncertainty is eating at him. he finds himself wanting to talk to Blue in particular about it, not only to ease his own worries, but to check in on him as well. he was much closer to Red and Lance, after all...
there had been a few places that he had looked for Blue first, but when the idea of Mt. Silver's peak dawns on him, he nearly kicks himself in the head for not thinking of it sooner. the mountain, isolating as its peak was, was a familiar place. he'd retreated to Hammerlocke's ruins for self-reflection before, so why should this be any different?
with a bag slung over his shoulder, he mounts Flygon and directs him to fly to the peak of the mountain. it takes a little motivation once they hit the chilled air and snow of the area, but they press on until reaching the staircase that overlooked... whatever this world was. predictably, at its base, is the man that he's looking for. surprising himself, he lets out an exhale of relief that he didn't even know he was holding in.
hands stuffed into his hoodie pockets for warmth, he hikes closer. ]
Try to let a guy know that you're going somewhere to mope, will you? Almost gave me a bloody heart attack.