dear_mun | Re-Voicetesting, looking for a game

[ ..... It can't be him. Wasn't he just berating her after exposing her as a trainer at Goldenrod Radio Tower? He looks the same, sounds the same, so she holds her breath.

Her hands cover his eyes from behind (she teeters a little on her tip-toes). ]

Don't you know that there are people to help everywhere?

Edited 2014-02-28 02:46 (UTC)

Lyra! [He's torn between not liking her idea of a surprise and laughing at how she hasn't changed a bit. Regardless, he's smiling when he turns to her.]

I know. That's why I want to stay in our world. We're not problem-free yet.

But how've you been? It's been years since I've seen you.

[Well, it has in his world, anyway. His hair's longer, she might notice, and he's grown a couple of inches. He's still pretty much the same otherwise, though.]

[ His smile begs her own, because for all her attempts to remember otherwise, Lyra thinks this might be the first time she has truly seen Silver smile. With any luck and some dedication, it won't be the last. ]

I just saw you [ one hand gestures eagerly over her shoulder ] twenty minutes ago. Well, not you you, but ... [ Her hand tumbles back down and she tries again. ] I'm wonderful! Were in Goldenrod now -- do you remember? -- and in the process of stopping Team Rocket.

[ This Silver's eyes seem a little softer. ]

How are you? And why haven't you visited? Not me, of course, but other -- other Lyra?

Us beating Team Rocket was a while ago in my world. That was an adventure for the ages.

I'm great. Well, I've been better, but I'm working to help stop Team Aqua from taking over Hoenn. That's why I haven't visited my world's Lyra - I've been far away, and busy, and I - I found out I have family, there. Grandparents, in Mossdeep.

[He has a family. He has friends in Team Magma. He has his team of Pokemon by his side. Despite the fact things are still in crisis mode, there's hope, real hope, inside him now. And it makes it all so much easier to bear.]

You're going to take down a while team without me? [ She is clearly teasing him, her smile widening a little as she rocks on the balls of her feet, even forgetting to breathe in her excitement, just for a moment.

It's why Lyra's next string of words come out excited and breathy as she reaches to grasp at his wrist. ]

What are they like? And Mossdeep? Is it amazing?

Edited (No, phone, I really mean Mossdeep!) 2014-02-28 06:22 (UTC)

Well, you're off being the Champion, so unless you just decide to ditch work, yeah. [A pause.] I can absolutely see you ditching work. That would be awesome and probably give Lance a heart attack.

[He glances at her hand on his wrist, but mentally shrugs it off. That's Lyra for you, energetic and people-friendly.] They're great. Well, my grandmother is always hinting that I should get a girlfriend, and my grandfather thinks I'm working myself too hard and I'm too skinny, so every time I come over I get fed way too much food and end up being introduced to some girl from the island, but... it's nice.

Mossdeep is great. Tropical, and there's little islands around it, and there's Wailmer that just hang out nearby sometimes and let people pet them. There's one crazy guy who's determined to ride them. It never works out for him. It's warm all year around and everyone kind of knows everyone.

I'm champion? [ She has met Viridian City's gym leader here, who certainly bolstered her confidence, but this is the first time anyone has spoken the collection of words aloud to her. Warm brown eyes widen, and for once Lyra is at a loss of words.

Until she practically tackles poor Silver in a hug, laughing. ] You should convince me to! I want to see it all with my own eyes, and meet your family!

[ It's then that Lyra remembers who she is hugging and quickly releases him, smiling sheepishly. ] Sorry. [ Part of her keeps anticipating the sharp words that fly so effortlessly from the tongue of the Silver she knows.

The Silver she is trying to befriend. ]

What changed your mind in the end?

[He laughs. It's a quiet, short lived laugh, but yeah, that just happened.] I think if I take you home my grandma will be trying to get us together the entire time. Especially if we take down another criminal organization together. Once is a coincidence, twice is probably some fate-thingy to an old person's mind. I don't know, I tune out when she talks about that stuff. [Because he's still Silver; he wouldn't be himself without some degree of rudeness.]

Well... you did. You, and Gold, although he was more of an idiot about things. But even a broken clock is right twice a day. And when I went to Hoenn, I... I found out who my real father was. I got to meet him. And my grandparents. And even though he's dead now, I'm... I'm okay now. Because I know there are people who would care if I died.

I used to think that the only way to have that in my life would be to grow strong, become the Champion or something, make people care about me. But now, now there are people who don't care about Silver, head of Team Magma, defender of Hoenn, blah blah blah. They care about me. Just because I'm me.

I'm butchering this friendship sappy speech thing. Shit, you never seemed to have a problem with it...

[ His laughter only makes her want to embrace him again; to verify that Silver can laugh, and it isn't just her tired imagination playing tricks on her after a long trip through the radio station. ] Wh-What? [ Her cheeks burn a bright pink and her mouth opens, closes, opens again --

Congratulations, Silver. Speachless twice in one sitting? It must be a record. ] Fate thing or not [ oh so eloquent, Lyra ] I'm in.

I'm glad you got the chance to meet him, and I imagine he and your grandparents are happy they found you again. [ Her features soften a little as she rocks her weight on the balls of her feet. ] I wasn't sure if I was actually helping any or just annoying you all the time, but I won't ever give up, not until you move far, far away! Just like I hope your Lyra didn't.

[ A beat, and then: ]

And I won't let you die to Team Rocket or anyone else. Because you do matter, Silver, so much -- even if you curse at the end of your friendship speeches. [ Warm brown eyes are bright, teasing.]

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In for blowing things up and saving people or in for dating me? [Because, um, how does an actual relationship work? Does this mean wrecking the radio station counted as a first date? ...best first date ever, but. Still. Awkward. CHANGING THE SUBJECT NOW.]

You helped. You're still helping. And you're also still cheesy, and I should've known a speech about friendship was coming once I saw you. This one was a lot shorter than your normal ones, though. So there is hope for the future.

I'm not going to die. My grandmother would kill me.

In for -- [ What is a relationship? Oh no. SILVER. YOU HAVE BROKEN THE LYRA. Her cheeks are bright red and her voice has gained probably half an octave. ] What? [ The idea of explosions, saving people, and freeing defenseless pokemon while being pulled through the team's headquarters hand-in-hand is amazing, but.

Blushing. All the blushing and fiddling with her hat (that was never off center in the first place but now must be fixed). ] Both. Either. I don't know?

Hey! [ His side is rewarded with a gentle shove at the teasing remark, the proximity really highlighting the few inches he's claimed in his few years of absence. ] How do you know that I'm done with my speech? Maybe I was just pausing for breath?

I don't want your grandmother to have to kill you, though, so .... Wherever you go here, I'm coming, too.

Right?

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I wouldn't mind that. You coming with me. And. Whatever else ends up happening. You're a very special girl, Lyra. Even if your speeches still go on forever.

[He's no good at this. He can't look at his feet in embarrassment, either, because she's shorter than him and therefore he'd just end up looking at her. Ugh. He never should have said anything.

But... he's not opposed to the idea.]

Good, because you didn't really have a choice. [ They seem entangled; whether it is coincidence, fate, or him following her to find Lance, the pair have an uncanny ability of bumping into one another time and time again. She shouldn't be surprised that this place is no different, but the relief still settles in the pit of her stomach. ]

I am?

[ Though Silver has grown and changed leaps and bounds, there are still parts of him that remind her of her rival back home, like the way he turns his head, or the way his words remain steady even when he's flustered. ]

A-And you're special, too. Even if you can't beat me, and you tune out half my speeches.

[ She plucks her hat from her head, curly pigtails shifting as she finds the tips of her toes to plant it on Silver. ]

Yeah, well, if your speeches weren't all the same and they weren't so long... [He grumbles good naturedly, but then his attention is directed elsewhere when she plants her hat on his head. He gives her a glare that has long lost the truly scathing nature it used to have.]

See, moments like this are why I tune you out. It's hard to take you seriously sometimes. Still better than the uniform, though.

[...now he remembers stripping her out of it and great, he is managing to shoot himself in the foot every four seconds during this conversation. But she'll never know how his heart had plummeted when he saw her in a Rocket uniform, how his mind had raced entertaining a hundred horrible scenarios. He's fine being beaten by her so long as she never, ever does that again.]

They aren't all the same! And they're long because they need to be. [ Her head tilts a little as he grumbles, and she only falters briefly under his glare, silently comparing it to her rival's. Where Lyra might second guess herself under his attentions, this Silver sends her stomach turning in summersaults for different reasons. ] If I speak for long enough, you at least hear some of it, and that's enough for me.

[ Or, well, it was until she is reminded of suddenly being stripped from her disguise and left to deal with the aftermath. But hours ago. ]

It was going to work! You knew I had clothes on under that.

.... Right, Silver?

Short and sweet works too. You just don't know because you never tried it.

It was never going to work - you didn't even change your hairstyle or anything. [He takes her hat off his head and adjusts the bow, looking at it and not her when he says a little too quickly,] Having an outfit underneath isn't the point! You could've been found out in the middle of a place swarming with Rockets... [His expression softens into something still glaring, but more concerned.] You could have been killed. Do you realize that? You couldn't have taken on all of them, Lyra.

Or maybe you're just bias? [ It isn't often that she takes off her hat, let alone grants it to anyone else. One hand runs through her rich chestnut strands, even as she watches him curiously. ] Have you ever given aengthy speech? It feels amazing after; like you can spread your wings and fly like Ho-Oh!

[ Lyra's arms reach to either side of her in demonstration, but slowly fall ad she bites her lower lip. She is used to being berated, snapped at -- but this she can feel settling in her throat. ] They would have never known. [ A quiet reassurance as a small hand reaches to touch his wrist. ] And even if they had, I'm strong; I trust in my team. I know that they wanted this just as much as I did, and that we couldn't just --

There's no turning back, only moving forward. And I want to make sure I can be proud of every step I take.

[ Even if that means taking risks.]

[He turns her touch of the wrist into holding hands in a deft motion he's not even aware he's making until it happens. Silver looks at her, and he can feel everything of the old person he used to be tell him to call her an idiot and not go into what this is really about. It would be easier to just insult her.

But he knows that if he keeps pushing people away, one day, there won't be anyone coming back.]

People die doing heroic things, Lyra. You're not immune to that.

My father died, fighting Team Aqua. He had twenty years of battle experience and a team that had all the right moves to make up for their weaknesses, but the sheer number of Aqua members overwhelmed him.

The same thing could've happened to you. And I would never have known because you always had to play hero, go in first, never ask for back up... idiot, do you know what that would've done to me?

[ She isn't sure what she expects from this unexpected meeting, but whatever it is, it isn't this. Lyra's chest aches and she can feel the tears well in her eyes, stinging, long before she ever registers them trailing down her cheeks. Her throat is dry even as she swallows, dragging the back of her opposite hand against her warm brown eyes.

She hadn't stopped to think, but --

When the trainer speaks again, her voice is quiet, hardly registering as a whisper to her own ears: ] I thought you hated me. [ For all her attempts to steady it, it shakes.

She leans up on the tips of her toes, exhaling softly as the damp fingers of her free hand hesitantly find the back of Silver's head, entangling in crimson strands as she tries to drag him a little closer, comfort him as the shock wears thin and the reality registers:

She matters. ]

Silver .... H-Hey. Look, silly. I'm right here.

I hated the world. And I hated myself for being weak, for not being faster than you, for being a nobody, for losing, for not being able to get rid of this horrible feeling that the only way I would matter to anyone is if I was stronger than everyone.

I didn't hate you. I was jealous of you. Because people cared about you. Because you're smart, and confident, and strong. Because you made friends with everybody. Because you're everything I'll never be.

[He leans down to rest his forehead against hers.] I know. And how long will you be here before some other crisis calls you away, somewhere I can't follow?

No matter how old I get, I'm always too late, and I can never help.

[ Her breath catches because he is so close; close enough that she can feel his breath tickle her cheek, her hand offering his a gentle squeeze. ] You're wrong. [ Lyra's heart aches and she is self conscious about her tears, her messy brown hair without her hat, but this is far more important. ] You are so wrong; more wrong than you can even imagine!

You're smart. [ A short laugh, because it isn't supposed to be something amusing (even if it is). Quickly, Lyra purses her lips to ammend her mistake. ] How many people do you think outsmart the proffesor? Or are resourceful enough to keep watch over a trainer who wants to be everywhere at once?

And strong. Probably stronger than me. [ Her features soften. ] You've been through so much, but herebyou are, fighting for what is right. You may even be able to pick mebup. [ The trainer wrinkles her nose. ] Maybe.

And when that crisis happens, when I need to battle team Rocket, take down Giovanni, help Lance -- come with me? [ Its only now that Lyra appears somewhat apprehensively, rocking her weight once on the balls of her feet and accidentally bumping noses with Silver. A mumbled apology, and then: ] I'm going to be just like Red someday, so, be my Green?

We can adventure together. Even if you're old.

[He shuts up for once and just listens, and it's still hard even now for him to view himself in a positive light, but Lyra does something as good as she always has: speeches. And this time it's not just getting him to not be an asshole, it's telling him he isn't one and he's worth something.

He nods, solemnly.]

I will. I'll be your Green. Even when we both get old and there's nowhere else to see or Teams to take down. I'll be here as long as you want me to.

[There's that smile again. Bigger, this time.]

[ This time, she can't stop herself. Small fingers disentangle from Silver's strands as her lips part in surprise, warm brown eyes brimming with surprise. Then, without thought or permission, Lyra drags the pads of her digits against his smile. ] Do you promise? [ Suddenly she is smiling, too, her shoulders shaking as she dissolves into quiet giggles. ]

Because I know its been a few years. Can you keep up? I might need you for a long, long time, Silver.

I promise, Lyra. [He looks at her fondly.] And you can come to my world and help me fight off Team Aqua. If you're not afraid of diving under the sea to get to their bases. I won't let you drown.

[ Her eyes widen, her nose bumping his again in her excitement. ] Underwater? [ There are a thousand questions that bubble to the surface, as he has changed so much since Goldenrod. ]

Of course I will! You aren't scared? What are they trying to do?

[ After a pause: ]

D'you think your grandparents will like me?

They've awoken a Pokemon that's trying to flood the planet. And they want it to, so Water Pokemon will rule supreme.

Oh, they'll like you. Everyone does. It's a thing. [He ends up sort of nuzzling her face in trying to turn to hide his smile.] Don't mind if my grandfather insists you're too skinny and need to eat something. He does that for everyone.

Then we'll stop them -- even if water pokemon are pretty great. [ Lyra says this as if beating their newest adversary is commonplace, because she has placed her trust in him. In fact, a sliver of her trust has has been in his back pocket since their second encounter, despite his sharp words. ]

A thing? [ She falls back to the flats of her feet, refusing to release Silver just yet. Grasping at his jacket, she dips her chin, hiding her face in the crook of his neck as she laughs. ] When did you decide you liked me?

[ Oh. Wait. Cue foot in mouth syndrome. ]

Good question. A while ago. I think it was every time you talked to me like I was really a person. Or maybe when you smiled. Was I supposed to keep track of that? Shit.

[He smiles, gingerly wrapping his arms around her.] What made you decide to like me? Drugs?

[ Lyra is grateful for the crook of Silver's neck, even if she's sure he can feel the warmth of her burning cheeks, or the racing of her heart. ] Because you are a person, silly. [ And then, softer: ] My person.

[ Ever so gently, she pinches his shoulder, vowing to stick her tongue out at him. Later. If she remembers. ] Who says I like you? [ Her bright, playful smile is pressed to his skin. ] Or if I'll ever tell?

What will you do, Silver?

I'll do this. [And then he hugs her tightly, squishing her hat between them just to get a reaction out of her.

...and holding her close is nice, too, but if she asks it was the hat thing. Man's gotta have dignity, you know?]

[ It works. Before the young trainer can think to silence herself (not that she's ever been good at that) she squeals in surprise, grasping a little tighter at his shoulder. ] Okay, okay! [ Not that she wants him to release her. Both arms entwine about his neck, cheeks burning as she finally pulls from the crook of his neck to meet his gaze.

Flushed. Happy. Determined not to allow Jim to shrug her away again. ]

It was probably the second time we met. You were yelling at me, but .... There was concern there, too, just a little. You were so driven, even if you were so infuriating.

Jerk.

Driven. That's a nice way of putting it.

[He looks at her, quirking an eyebrow.] Like me being a jerk is a surprise to you now. It's part of my charm. Or it would be if I had any.

You have charm! [ Lyra is officially pouting, as if somehow it is her pride that he his harming, and not his own. Her cheeks are puffed and she bites her lower lip, even as a smile attempts to break through. ]

If you didn't -- just ...

[ The pout slips away, replaced by indecision as she wets her lips

Hey, close your eyes?

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...okay?

[There's a questioning tone to it, but he goes along with Lyra's suggestion. He doesn't even question it. It's Lyra. Nothing bad will happen.]

[ And here springs the hesitation. Lyra rocks hervweight on the ballsvof hervfeet, biting down against her lower lip. ] No peeking, okay? [ It buys her a few seconds to compose herself before her lips brush his cheek.

And then his forehead.

She grins apprehensively, settling back on the flats of her feet. ]

If you weren't charming, would I do that?

I guess not. [He opens his eyes but has to redirect his gaze somewhere else; the way he's blushing is painfully embarrassing. But he can't get this stupid grin off of his face and Arceus help them, they haven't really grown up at all, not when it comes to this.]

But I think that's more about you being charming.

[ If he weren't so comfortable, so warm, she might have untangled herself from him, flailing her arms in protest. For now, she merely tucks her chin, resting her forehead against his shoulder.

They are acting like grade schoolers. But Lyra can't bring herself to care.]

Nope! If it was because of that, I wouldn't be the one, err, kissing you.

Your confidence is part of your charm. Most girls are too afraid to kiss or hug a guy. Even when we first met... I could tell you weren't weak.

That's why I want you by my side in Hoenn. You never back down. Idiot.

[She's kind of dumb, for rushing in like she does. It's noble, but he's afraid one day it'll get her killed, just like his father. At the same time, she'd get involved even without his greenlighting it, so he might as well involve her.

Or at least that's what he'll tell himself to justify hugging her and holding her close like this.]

[ His words bring with them a warm assurance that echoes through her whole form, leaving her lightheaded and brimming with energy. Even the familiar accent gives to giggles as she playfully punches his shoulder (albeit not with enough force for it to really hurt). ]

I just don't want to waste any time. There's only so much of it and a thousand things that I want to do, people I want to meet.

With you.

So there's no time to waste!

[ Lyra tips her head up, planting her chin against Silver's upper chest as warm brown eyes search him curiously, arms wrapped comfortably about his neck. She is never going to stop leaping before she looks or volunteering herself against impossible odds, but now ....

Now she's not alone. ]

You thought I was confident? What else did you think of me at first sight?

Re-Voicetesting, looking for a game

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boo work :c expect tags after!!

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