#cus i never went to the hospital or sum

[gomsemarii]

yoga man

sam | seb | alex | elliott | shane

[the-awoken-crusader-blog]

The white Gardevoir warily approached Dycae with a fan covering her mouth. Hearing about his profession, she had to stay on guard... after all, she had a prize on her head too. "... Greetings," she started with a nod. "... You seem to be a daring soul, one willing to take risks. Would I be wrong to assume that there was a moment in your life where you played the odds and bested them, yet the... 'payoff' was unsatisfying, to any degree...?"

I eye the gal carefully, unable to shake the feeling that I’ve seen her face somewhere. Was she on a wanted poster? Probably not, wasn’t really paying attention to them so I can’t say for sure.

I couldn’t help but eye her getup with interest, definitely not something I see everyday. Perhaps she’s from out of the country? Could explain it, since it’s not often I see them robes or fans.

My eyes narrow when she asks a rather specific question, my lips shifting into a grimace as I remember a particular event that fits her description. I’m not one to talk about this one event, but I have a feeling that this gal can probably be trusted to keep her mouth shut on it.

“I’ll answer ya question, but ya better keep ya mouth shut about it.” I cross my arms over my chest, my eyes narrowing. “No other folks know about this, but I’ll make ya an exception. If I hear ya spreadin’ this around, then I’ll personally find ya myself.” I made sure to let that hang for a moment, to show that I’m dead serious. If she decides to start blabbering about what I’ve said, then I’ll hunt her down.

I close my eyes for a moment and breath deeply through my nostrils, collecting the memories together. Why am I gonna tell her something that I’m trying to keep secret?

Truthfully, this stuff can really eat you up inside. Make you feel all rotten, having an ear to listen can really help you. So I’m gonna take a risk in telling her, and if she ends up telling everyone my secret…then I’ll make it so that she can’t talk again.

“Don’t know how ya knew, but yeah…I’m a gamblin’ man. If I feel that I have a chance, I’ll take it. Whether it be a game of cards, a dare, or a brawl…I’ll take it if I feel that I can win it.

Sometimes I’ll win…and sometimes I’ll lose, but there are times that it the chance just wasn’t worth it…even if it paid off in my favor.

A few years back, I was huntin’ down a bounty. Very bad fella, killed a couple of folks and the law wanted ��em real fierce. Managed ta’ track ‘em to a large city, bunkerin’ down in some storage place that holds fireworks. Not sure on what the history of it was, but they were preparin’ ta’ shut it down. Gettin’ some paperwork or whatever filled out, an’ the guy was hidin’ in there while they were tryin’ ta’ sort the legal stuff out.

Anyways, I snuck my way in there…but somehow he knew I was comin’. Big fight broke out between us, and let me say…this guy is definitely as tough as they say. A powerful Toxicroak he was, despite my own skills he nearly took me out several times.

I knew that he was startin’ ta’ tire out, and if the fight continued on…it would end in my favor. But I was wantin’ it ta’ end as quickly as possible, ‘cus there were several moments where I could’ve been killed.

I saw an opportunity, a very risky one…but I took the gamble. I snatched one of them firework rockets and lit it with my electrifyin’ Seamitars, then I sent it right at the Toxicroak.

Sounds good on a paper, eh? Well, the thing was…it was in a place that stored a shit ton of fireworks. When that rocket exploded in his face, it started a chain reaction. Before I knew it I was runnin’ for my life as the entire place started explodin’, barely managed ta’ get out there with only a few burns.

The entire buildin’ lit up like a bonfire, after several moments it exploded out in a ragin’ fireball…spewin’ shrapnel everywhere. Several kids were wanderin’ nearby, they ended takin’ the brunt of the flames.

They all survived, but they had some of the nastiest burns I’ve ever seen in my life. They were innocent, merely curious of what those loud banging sounds were. Those marks are somethin’ that’ll never heal, they’re scars that’ll last for a life time.

When the local fire department put out the fire, they found what’s left of the Toxicroak fella. My gamble paid off, I knocked ‘em out with less effort than needed.

But those kids ended up gettin’ hurt ‘cus of my gamble, took it when it came to me…without thinkin’ of the possible consequences.

The folks never blamed me for it, they thought that the Toxicroak was responsible. I simply went with the flow, noddin’ my head and agreein’ with them. As for the kids? I stopped by the hospital ta’ make sure they were okay, gave their families a chunk of the bounty so that they wouldn’t have ta’ pay most of their bills out of pocket.

This gamble was the one that I regret the most, if I could…I would go back and change it.  Those kids never deserved it, they didn’t know the entire place was a tickin’ time bomb. Hell, I should’ve known better than lightin’ a rocket inside a damn fireworks warehouse.

Still bothers me ta’ this fuckin’ day, there are times where I would go to the town ta’ see how the kids are doin’. They see me as a hero, not realizin’ that I was the one responsible for their injuries. I don’t dare tell ‘em, ‘cus what would everyone think then?

So…yeah… That pretty much sums it up what happened, kids got hurt due to me takin’ a big risk. Even if I didn’t know, I still should’ve taken my surroundin’s into account.”

I take a deep breath, making sure to keep my emotions in control. My regret is very obvious on my face, I’ve pretty much given up on trying to hide it. I shake my head a few times before looking at the Gardevoir, my eyes narrowing. “Don’t tell ANYONE about this, ya here?”