|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 2:06 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 2:14 pm
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 2:19 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 2:54 pm
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 3:38 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 1:39 pm
|
|
|
|
Sera waited patiently - or as patiently as possible, given her current state of mind - until Kurt returned. When he did, she reached out without hesitation for one of the daiquiris, but hesitated a bit over the espresso martinis before finally taking one of those as well. Kurt liked both, and he did say she could mix and match, so mix and match she did. "Thanks," she said earnestly, then took a sip of the daiquiri. She'd work on that one first.
The brunette focused on her drink for a few moments, waiting until after Kurt had seated himself and gotten comfortable before she spoke again. "So uh, I'm sorry for canceling all of a sudden last time," she began somewhat uncertainly. That uncertainty grew almost immediately after she opened her mouth, morphing and twisting into an anxious, sickening knot in the pit of her stomach. It weighed her down, made her so uncomfortable and hesitant and unwilling to move or speak for fear she'd make the feeling worse. But she'd already started her apology, she needed to finish it, to explain why she'd canceled, tell him what happened. She already started, she just needed to finish it. Just say it! "Um..." Her brows furrowed. Her mouth closed, opened, closed again.
She inhaled and opened it once more as she lifted her metallic hand from its spot on her lap, as she remembered its existence again, "So I finally got my prosthesis. Finally," she repeated for emphasis, because it had taken so long to get it, and this was okay, right? It was fine to just talk about this first, of course it was. It was fine. She'd.. she'd keep going in a couple minutes, she'd finish her apology then. Maybe a little more alcohol would help.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 2:00 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 3:14 pm
|
|
|
|
As Kurt leaned closer, Sera held the metal appendage out obligingly, palm-up. "I keep forgetting I have it," she admitted somewhat sheepishly. "I'm remembering it more often now though; I've had it for a few weeks now. Which..." Her brows furrowed as she frowned thoughtfully, "I didn't think it'd been that long." Had it really been a month already? On one hand it didn't feel like any time had passed at all; on the other, it felt like ages ago. Sera reached for her martini to take another sip.
In answer to his question, the brunette flipped her arm over and pulled up her dark sleeve a little to reveal a small, smooth screen on the back of the wrist. "They installed a kind of smartwatch screen so I can text and stuff with it without using my phone," a feature she still forgot about, "and I can take pictures with it too." At the moment, the screen merely showed the time in sleek white text over the black screen that more or less blended in with the dark gray metal. "It's completely waterproof and it really works like a real hand - minus the fact I can break stuff a lot easier and kind of by accident, anyway - so it's... really nice. When I remember it, anyway. My favorite feature, though..." Sera flipped the arm over again and carefully pressed her thumb into one of two circular indentations near the base; a moment later the piece slid back to reveal a minimized pokeball. The brunette pressed it down a bit, eliciting a soft 'click' from it, and pulled the sphere out from her arm.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 3:23 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 3:53 pm
|
|
|
|
"Right?" She said, expression bright for just a moment or two before dimming, though not completely; she still had this to focus on, after all. "It wasn't long enough to fit a full six in there, but they at least could fit two. I wasn't supposed to have it, but they added it as a kind of apology when they ******** it up at first. I should've had it ages ago, but that obviously didn't happen." Maybe if she had, then...
No, none of that.
"Well then of course not," she said as she popped the pokeball back into the slot. "You didn't really have time to get used to only having one so long.. But the weight probably helped too," the brunette admitted as she lifted her glass and took another sip. "Mine's pretty lightweight, and doesn't really feel too much heavier than a regular arm I think? Whenever I do forget it, it's always when it's just sitting somewhere. If I'm walking around or it's hanging down, then it's a little bit harder to forget about."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2016 12:44 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 2:32 pm
|
|
|
|
"Right? I don't even know how they managed that one. Something about someone messing up some measurements somewhere or something lame like that," she went on with a huff and a shrug. Oh well, it wasn't like it mattered much now; she had her brand new prosthesis and it worked more or less like a real hand, not including a few additional features that regular arms didn't usually come with. "Yeah, me too."
The Onix in the room bumbled about in the pit of Sera's stomach - or at least it felt like it, with the anxiety and misery that suddenly rolled about deep down and made her feel sick - but then Kurt provided another distraction in the form of a topic change. Seraphine, who normally didn't really care much for scenery of any kind if it didn't have lights or something extra to make it attractive, jumped on it immediately. "Oh, yes," the brunette said eagerly, even going so far as to lean forward a little closer in preparation to see the pictures on... something. She didn't know what, but she knew damn well she wanted to see pictures rather than tackle the subject she had no desire to tackle at the moment. Not without more alcohol, that was; the thought prompted her to take another sip of her daiquiri.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 2:39 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2016 6:43 pm
|
|
|
|
Sera took another quick sip before accepting the phone carefully - very carefully - in her metal hand, and proceeded to study and swipe through the various pictures. The more she saw of the forest, the more it reminded her of how nice an evening it had been there before everything went to s**t, and after a point she passed the phone back before she'd finished going through all the pictures. "Those look nice," she said honestly, though her acute misery had returned in full force.
She dropped her cheek into her palm, drummed her fingers on the table, grabbed her daiquiri and took another sip, downed the rest of it, and set the glass back on the table.
Her misery didn't abate.
Fine. Fine.
"Sorry," she said, using the apology as a starting point, "I just.. I told you something happened, but I didn't-- it was in the forest. Outside Camphoreon," she added miserably, the memories flooding back and contorting her face with misery, sorrow, mourning, regret; those same emotions caused her voice to waver, but she struggled to continue regardless. "I.. I always let some of my pokemon go out hunting by themselves, but this time I went to just sit around and wait for them, and I.. was attacked by Team Rocket," Sera admitted, her voice cracking as tears formed in her eyes and threatened to fall. How dare they, how dare he, how could she have let this happen, how could she have let Jacques down so terribly... She sucked in a shuddering breath and went on, "He attacked me and they came back to help, and Taavi came too - I ran into him before going into the forest but he went a different way - and we tried so hard to fend him off, but he wouldn't stop trying and he.. his Scyther, it..." Deep breaths -- deep breaths. "It killed him," she managed to choke out finally. The words opened the floodgates; her shoulders trembled as she dropped her face into her hands, tears spilling freely down her cheeks, through her fingers, down her arms as she took another shuddering breath to steady herself. It didn't work. "My Zoroark, it killed him, he.. It tried to kill my Absol but he saved her and I couldn't do anything -- I couldn't do anything, I let him down, I... It's all my fault and now he's dead, and.." Her hands balled into fists over her eyes, her face contorted into a pained grimace as she gritted her teeth. It was all her fault. How could she have let this happen?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|