[Open] Day 210 - The Opening Bell Rings

[windgod]

Who: Ippo and Paarthunax (Morning), Open to all throughout the rest of the day!
Open: Open for Afternoon and Night sections!
When: Day 210
Where: All over the Bastion
What: Seeking inner peace and getting reacclimated to the Bastion
Format: I'll match
Warnings: None I can think of

(Morning)
 

[For once, Ippo could be found at the crack of dawn doing something other than his roadwork around the Bastion. This morning, he could be seen walking towards the Dragonfield with a sense of purpose. He remembered that Paarthunax had offered to help him find a way to center himself after Night's death...even though he was far more centered than he had been, it was still something that weighed far too heavily on him to allow for true inner peace; he hoped that the dragon would be able to help him in some way, and with that hope in his heart, he strode towards the massive shadowed form of the dragon he was looking for.]

 

Um...Paarthunax-san, are you awake? I...came to see if you'd still be willing to help me find my center, if you're not busy with something else...

 

[For all he knew, Paarthunax could be embroiled in something else. He was a busy dragon with many dragon things to do...whatever it was that dragons even did, but he was sure it was all very important.]

 

(Afternoon)
 

[After meeting with Paarthunax, Ippo could be found at the kitchen earlier on in the afternoon, enjoying a healthy lunch of a hearty mammoth meat & cheese sandwich. It had been weird at first, but the unique taste had grown on him after the first few meals.

 

Later on in the afternoon, he could be found gearing up for a trip out to the Wharf District, hopefully to find at least some scrap to bring back for Colin; if there was one thing the inventor never seemed to stop running out of, it was metal. Maybe he'd find something else out there too...but who could tell?]

 

(Evening)
 

[After the events of the day, Ippo could be found lying on his back next to the river as he gazed up at the night sky. His mind still raced with a thousand thoughts and ideas that flew around his head like angry gnats. He still had no idea where he was supposed to go from here, what he was supposed to do or even what he should really think or feel about everything that had happened up until now. The more he thought about these things, the more his head began to hurt and it was only making him more and more frustrated.

 

He was sure that he'd figure it out eventually...but eventually couldn't come soon enough for him.]

 

Comments

[windgod]

Change...

[Ippo muttered the word as if confirming its existence as he cast his gaze down to his hand, opening it and carefully gazing at its rough, calloused skin.]

I wanted to change once...back in my world. I was tired of being pushed around by others, of being what I saw as weak. But when I met my friend Takamura-san, he challenged that statement and said simply becoming strong without a reason was a waste of time. That changed me; I stopped wanting to be strong, instead I wanted to know what it meant [i]to be[/i] strong.

[He was strong now, physically. At this point he was sure that at least on a power basis, he could at the very least hold a few rounds against even Takamura...but did that mean that he was truly strong in every sense of the word? He clenched his fist tight, tight enough to turn his knuckles white with almost no effort at all.]

Is that what true strength really is? The ability not only to change yourself...but to choose to be changed for the better by those around you?

[wayofvoice]

A phrase such a "true strength" is not something that can be so easily applied to many people. It is unique for every individual, and can only be answered by them. Sometimes, it is many things which add to it.

Perhaps that is what "true strength" is for you. It is not something I can answer.

[windgod]

I see...

[Ippo stared at his hand for a long while, as if he were contemplating every arch and curve the appendage had to offer; the sun had already started to rise on the Bastion before he spoke again, this time sounding much more resolved.]

I don't know where to go from here...but I think I have a clue where to start. Thank you, Paarthunax-san.

[Old habits really did die hard, but with the way he was smiling, it might almost be an acceptable slip-up. Maybe.]

[wayofvoice]

[It's fine if Ippo takes a long while. Dragons have nothing but time, after all. Paarthurnax waits patiently, still as stone and stare long, before he stirs at the boy's words.]

I am glad I could be of some assistance. If there is anything else that I can help with, I am always here to talk. Geh, some might say that is one my kind do best.