Day 153 | Open

[gianthobo]

Who: AZ, his Pokemon, and open!
Open: Open.
When: 153, late morning
Where: Outside the Workshop for AZ, various spots around the Bastion for his Pokemon.
What: AZ is tinkering with something, and his Pokemon are taking the opportunity to get in some exercise.
Format: Whatever works.
Warnings: idk possible Pokemon spoilers

Going on the Skyway is dangerous. AZ knows this, everyone in the Bastion knows this. Still, some dangers are a little unexpected - such as falling over into some mud. Limping back, AZ had figured out the problem - his leg brace was loose.

Which is why AZ is now sitting in front of the workshop, a screwdriver carefully held between his fingers, trying to tighten the brace. Every so often he frowns, unscrews something, and pulls the brace off to look at it more closely.

His Pokemon, however, are another story. Floette is floating over near the memorial, looking thoughtful and a little sad. Torkoal has parked himself near the forge's furnace, puffing smoke into the air around him. Golurk has found the training hall, and is throwing powerful punches as it works out. Sigilyph is flying around near the ranch, looking down at the animals there curiously.

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Comments

[gianthobo]

[She nods a little, and thinks for a moment. She floats over to Lemaign's symbol and points to it, and then points to herself.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Lemaign...]

Someone who was a soldier?

[gianthobo]

Flo flo.

[She points at herself again.]

Floooo...

[fuckthemancers]

You... [Shit he is not N, he is not a Pokespeaker uh] You were soldiers together?

[gianthobo]

[He's doing pretty well, for a human that doesn't know anything about Pokemon or their body language or history. She nods at the question.]

[fuckthemancers]

[It's mostly his knowledge of the Gods that's helping him, so he's thankful that she's using them as a communication method. He looks a bit sad, however.]

I see... I'm sorry you had to go through that. Did the Calamity take them, or...?

[gianthobo]

[She shakes her head, and thinks for a moment, before floating over to Garmuth's symbol, making an exaggerated sad face, and then Jevel's, making a somewhat worried-looking smile.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Zulf follows her somewhat, leaning closer to see what symbols she's pointing to. When she finishes, he stand quiet for a moment in thought.]

Garmuth is the God of Folly and Purpose, so... Was a bad decision made, then? Jevel is of Health and Atrophy.. [A pause and then he shakes his head.] I'm having a bit more trouble with that one, I apologize. Were things made better?

[gianthobo]

[At the first question she nods, but at the second one she shakes her head, and then after a few moments nods. So no initially, but yes.]

[How to get her point across... oh. She points to Micia's symbol, closes her eyes and pretends to go limp, and then opens her eyes to point at Jevel's symbol.]

[And then she points at Jevel's symbol again, and again, looking more and more sad each time.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Charades... It's been a while since he's played this game. Zulf gives a slight nod.]

Something happened that made things weaker... until the point they died?

[gianthobo]

[S... ort of. She points to herself, points to Lemaign and Micia's symbols again, and points to herself once more.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Backstory in charades is so difficult.]

Pardon me while I just speak aloud to myself to see if I can piece this altogether better.

You and your friends were soldiers. However, a foolish decision was made that cost the lives of many.

So far that's correct, isn't it?

[gianthobo]

[She really should just get AZ to explain. But she nods. That's mostly right, at least. She points to Micia's symbol and then to herself again.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Seriously AZ where are you, stop having immortal old man troubles here]

...You were supposed to die, but didn't?

[gianthobo]

[Ask and he shall appear, apparently. The Bastion isn't exactly a huge place, and it's not like AZ is very comfortable with letting Floette out of his sight for so long. It's a little strange how quiet a nine foot tall man can be at times, because there's suddenly one behind Zulf.]

Not quite. She did die, but was brought back.

Flo.

[Floette floats over to AZ and rests on top of his head. Comfy hairnest is go.]

1/2

[fuckthemancers]

[!!!]

[fuckthemancers]

[What the fuck is with all you ninjas in this Bastion, you are going to give this poor sap a heart attack]

[After jolting at the sudden voice, Zulf tries to swallow his heart back into his chest and turns to face AZ.]

I- I see. I've never heard of anything like that happening... so I suppose it simply didn't come to mind.

[gianthobo]

That's... understandable.

I was the one who brought her back. I built a machine to do it, though... I sacrificed many to do so.

[His tone is flat, as he tries to keep his emotion out of his voice.]

She... she knew. That's why she left, after that.

[fuckthemancers]

..I see. I can understand her feelings, then. It's rare that one life justifies the taking of many.

I see she changed her mind, however.

[gianthobo]

She didn't, really. She waited, for a long time. Thousands of years... until she saw that I really understood what had happened and what I did wrong.

Because after she left... I turned the machine I used to revive her into a weapon. I... I ended the war, but everything was devastated.

[fuckthemancers]

[There's just a moment of silence before Zulf speaks again, a bit distantly.]

I suppose that explains your opinions at the announcement the other day.

[gianthobo]

... Yes.

[He looks away, expression carefully blank.]

I wouldn't blame anyone who hated me because of it. But I really do... regret it. The people and Pokemon who died... just because I couldn't accept a world where I was alone, and where innocents died. And yet, I killed innocents.

I became what I hated, and even three thousand years later I can never make up for that. What I can do though, is at least try to make sure no one makes such a weapon again.

[fuckthemancers]

[All that's there is silence again, Zulf's gaze focused intently on the Memorial. His lips are drawn thin and there's a darkness in his stare that can't really be missed. With everything he's gone through because of the Mancers' own hatred and cowardice, such mass destruction..]

...What do you know about technology?

[gianthobo]

... A lot. I'm not exactly a computer genius, but I know a lot from more hands-on experience.

[fuckthemancers]

A few days from now, Colin wants to head back to the Mancer Observatory for salvage and eradication of a giant plant.

If you're really repentant, then let's see it.