#missingstarter

[soardived]

SLATEPORT CITY REST. ↪ @missingstarter

even the heart of a bustling city eventually falls to rest; the INCESSANT HUBBUB of customers and trainers had stopped a few hours ago, after the sun had started to set. you could see a few nurses tiredly but happily walk out, fresh out of uniforms, as night time healthcare workers appeared with fresh faces at the front desk. it looked like it was about to be a QUIET NIGHT at slateport city's pokémon center, the main hall emptying more and more, only leaving overnight residents, late night trainers and staff.

willow walks confidently, striding towards the rest area in large steps, her arms OVERFLOWING WITH DRINKS AND SNACKS. she doesn't look even one bit weary from the cruise trip that took them from johto to hoenn, at least not until she lets everything drop onto the table. only then does willow FALL by silver's side with an overexaggerated groan.

❝ MAN, gettin' on land feels SO nice ! ... didn't think it'd EVER end ! ❞ not that she minded the boat, it was exciting, at first. then, THE WAIT got her moody the longer the ride went on.

willow reaches for her bag, causing her aipom to travel from her shoulders to silver's, before opting to join elmo, willow's heracross. the girl then opens a map, SPREADING IT on the table. ❝ mh, there's NO GYM here, 's what i thought ... i asked 'round, an' the SS TIDAL's outta commission for a bit, so, we're gonna have to walk. ❞

[allthingsglittergold]

Mojo and Feral are siblings from the same clutch (with Mojo being the eldest by hatching about 45 seconds quicker than Feral) which obviously means that no matter how placid Mojo is compared to Feral, they will pick fights and piss eachother off now and again the same as human siblings do.

Its never serious, but it can get pretty violent if one annoys the other off too much (which again, happens). It doesn't matter in the long term because they'll be curled up with eachother an hour later anyway, but both of them have several scars on their snouts from ritualistically face-biting eachother for dominance.

[dragonplated]

@missingstarter || i am lance but i am not your lance

For a brief moment, the entire world goes weird around the edges and Lance feels incredibly disoriented. It passes quickly, but the disorientation lasts a moment longer as he takes in the changed world around him.

It's the Dragon's Den, he recognizes that much. He also recognizes the child nearby.

He doesn't know why he's here though, when he'd been in Viridian Forest only a moment ago. Searching for the source of agitation among the pokemon in the area, in fact–had whatever it is been responsible for this? Likely.

"Silver. Report. Why are we here?"

[draconscious]

[ @missingstarter ]

He breathes heavily, watching the last of Clair's Pokèmon fall. It feels surreal. It was too much of a close call. And yet, after the seconds necessary to let the realization that he actually won sink in, both he and his Sneasel dare to smirk.

Victory. Despite everything, he won. Fair and square.

things are different now.

she had been anticipating a cha(lle)nge, of course. they hadn't fought properly in years, but--after whitney had called her (in tears, of course) to recap silver's runback for the plain badge--clair started paying attention. training harder. silver was serious about this refreshed league challenge, 'doing things the right way,' whatever that meant. in clair's mind, re-trodding conquered ground didn't add much to a resume, but she keeps her thoughts to herself for once. because this is silver's journey alone. his way to right some wrongs, maybe. his way to reintroduce some normalcy back into a life mangled by trauma.

and, invetiably, it leads him right back to her.

clair can tell that this is going to be a different fight than before. gone is the terrifying teenage tyrant who used to push his pokemon past their limits. gone is the brooding young man who sulked in the den until he became invisible. now, silver recalled, healed, and moved his pokemon with a solemn calmness. he was more in control than ever, and his pokemon responded--not out of fear, but out of shared conviction.

dragons may evolve slowly, but clair has changed, too.

when they first fought, they were like two tempests, wild and destructive and so, incredibly, angry. now, they are both wiser, older. a little more patient, and a little more world-weary and tired. the attacks are still devastating, but controlled. the lineage-forged bond between clair and her dragons has never been stronger, clashing skillfully with the rejuvenated ascendant. she uses her entire arsenal, making the elders roll in their graves with her usage of salamence and garchomp, but silver rises to the occasion. and with a final clash between emeria and sneasel in the middle of the gym's obsidian-lined lava ring, the tense, extreme battle reaches its thrilling conclusion. the lava hisses and crackles. gritty fireworks for a gritter victory.

silver won, fair and square.

clair curses in a way that makes the ancestors flinch, her gloves and cape ripped, her hair a sweaty mess, and fresh burn marks on her arms. and yet, she still takes a deep, steadying breath and walks over, her boots crunching into the stone as she peers at the criminal turned student turned something more. someone stronger.

and she doesn't make him go back into the dragon's den on some half-baked fetch quest. there's no more impossible tests to pass. perhaps they're both getting a bit too old for the pettiness. instead, clair sighs and holds out the risingbadge that silver had so hesitantly accepted all those years ago.

"...I'll swap you. you don't get to keep two of my badges," she declares with a haughty sniff, pressing the new, sparkling risingbadge into his palm while plucking its old, guilty brethren from silver's casing. still, the dragon tamer can't resist a wry, teasing grin as she straightens out her cape. this loss, for whatever reason, doesn't sting so badly. that was fun.

"whatever journey you're on, you'd better see it through to the end. win." she huffs lightly as the lava snaps around them. "my pride will be wounded even more if you don't, and I honestly don't know how much more it can take."

"not many trainers get past me, as you know," she says with a wink, turning on her heel. "the indigo league is probably starved for some fresh meat by now. I do hope you give them one hell of a wake-up call..."

[crueliste]

❛  please don't leave me alone. i cannot do this without you.  ❜

[ pre game baby @missingstarter . Swagever !!!!! ]

he frowns. silver had been acting the complete opposite of his usual self ever since he'd seen ariana lead him down the hallway and towards the elevator a few days back. proton has no clue what had happened after that - of course, the executives have no reason to report him anything, nor does he have the authority to ask, not when he'd just barely climbed the rank past the bottom of the barrel grunts.

proton sits down beside silver on the floor, digging through his pockets before handing him a cookie wrapped in a tissue, freshly snuck out of the break room.

he feels like he should ask, to try and prod more into what the hell had happened. well, he would. eventually.

" hey, i'm not going anywhere, " the words are punctuated with a chuckle, a small hope to lighten the mood. a single zubat climbs out from underneath his hat, groggy and sleepy and seemingly having caught the scent of the cookie. " why would i? you're my best friend, silver. " / @missingstarter / random angst.

[darkestaken]

❝ silver he put a tracker in you, we need to open you up to take it out. ❞

[reiketsui]

Jumping in from the main bc of ask limit but erm. ✵ for @missingstarter and maybe riku at @mnstcrbnll if u want , , , ,

send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  

SILVER

their first impression of your muse: yeah okay boss i guess i'll look after this infant despite of not having been around kids since i was six years old myself. this can only go well. (he spent several nights binging on childcare books)

current impression: what a bitter letdown. and still, it's difficult to erase everything after spending so long looking after the kid. the spot where he used to nap with the houndooms in his office is still empty, and has been since. there's an old storybook or two still stashed in the back of his filing cabinet.

are they attracted to your muse?: 

something they find frightening about your muse: less frightened and more sad about the speed of which he changed.

something they find adorable admirable about your muse: he's smart and very much capable of great things. it's just unfortunate where all that energy is directed towards.

would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: i think he would have at one point but he won't specify what point exactly.

would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic: 

one word my muse would use to describe yours: disappointing.

would my muse slap yours if they could?: HIGHLY unlikely.

would my muse hug/kiss yours?:

RIKU

their first impression of your muse: some grunt among the others. will remember (and still does) his og grunt number though. he has eye for potential.

current impression: good worker. free of moral burdens. really just a good guy to have on board. he thinks the sarcasm is pretty entertaining, actually.

are they attracted to your muse?: to the deranged work ethics? yea.

something they find frightening about your muse: like 80% of his behavior but it's all a pro to have here.

something they find adorable admirable about your muse: despite of his occasional lazy streaks, he gets stuff done the way it needs to be done. he's that guy whose questionable methods yield undeniable results.

would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: nop.

would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic: 7-eleven run at 2am yea.

one word my muse would use to describe yours: efficient.

would my muse slap yours if they could?: he has more creative ways to punish someone IF needed, so no. >:)

would my muse hug/kiss yours?: come on now we are super professional here at the rocket hq. ☝️

@missingstarter @mnstcrbnll

[murmursdraconic]

"Gods I wish I was still boring."

[kotoyin]

@missingstarter

"to be fair. you are the best girl i've ever met"

"Aha! Hahaha!"

It's a high pitched titter that bursts out of her as she waves him off. She's smiling wide enough to reach her cheeks and can't quite meet his eyes as she speaks.

"What are you saying, dude! Like, in public man, that's so, so—"

Her arms snap crossed over her chest.

"So not what a good boy should do!"

Nailed it.

[vindictes]

[ @missingstarter hiiii ]

"Are you having fun?"

Don't get him wrong. He's angry and frustrated as usual but he's mostly tired.

"No, seriously. Are you having fun?"

he talks before the last sentence is fully finished.

" keep your chin up when you talk to me. i taught you better than this. "

the neon lights flickering above illuminate the dark street in different hues. it's still dark, the small street behind the bustling casino can barely be reached by the brighter street lights. the snap of his lighter adds another brief flash as it lights up the cigarette between his lips. the smoke is exhaled out, accompanied by a low chuckle. his piercing gaze remains locked onto silver, gaze narrowing before he speaks again.

" depends entirely on how you define 'fun', " the amusement is audible, a complete turnaround to the commanding words before. " i would say i am moderately enjoying myself. " / @missingstarter

[soardived]

[ @missingstarter ]

[ TXT ] Got the 8th Badge. Championship soon. [ TXT ] Also congrats for the show.

↪ WILLOW sent a picture.

( txt ) ↪ FOUND BIRD

[allthingsglittergold]

Catch the fire burning out your soul Just make it die or you will turn it all To ashes and blood

Art by @missingstarter!

[drgnbld]

@missingstarter "Oh right, uhm. I also got the Champion title. Not hte position, just. The title. Gold is still in control, so. Yeah"

HE'S BEING SO SHY ABOUT IT. AS IF HE DIDN'T FIGHT GOD UP THERE.

" I watched your battle from the league - the... non-destroyed part of the league I should add. it was an impressive match, you've really grown as a trainer. "

although he does wish gold would stop destroying a building which has some funding from him (promised after many of his own battles which destroyed the outside court so he's not too serious about it).

" I'm proud of you, silver. "

[viciousrocket]

@missingstarter asked for a starter

This wasn't planned, usually, if he ran into the other it was intended, usually a quick check on the kid to make sure he was doing well and leaving. He got Silver didn't like Rocket and probably didn't like him either.

So running him just wandering about was a surprise.

He raised a hand awkwardly in greeting Silver, wondering if he should turn tail.

[draconscious]

"Hey. They're saying your little friend is making a comeback..."

Gym Trainer Lola's singsong voice grates on Clair's ears, but she still straightens up with interest. Linvala, (one of) the Gym Leader's Dragonair, huffs. How dare Lola interrupt their brushing time with her silly gossip...!

"They're saying he's got two badges already. Falkner and Bugsy," Lola continues as Clair turns, that grin still plastered on her face. "At this rate, he'll be here in no time. I can't wait to have another crack at that sassy whelp. Blackthorn style."

"...Hm. Maybe you should spend less time watching the news, and more time actually training then," Clair huffs, though she can't keep from smiling either. "I expect everybody to be in top condition. If Silver wants the Rising Badge, we're going to make him work for it."

As Lola salutes and sprints off down the mountain, Clair resumes brushing her Dragonair, renewed excitement thrumming in her veins. Silver, taking the Gym challenge again? How unexpected.

This little journey should be very interesting. The heiress almost wants to call Whitney, just for an update. If her colleagues plan to go all out in their battles as well, then Silver's path to success is anything but a guarantee.

[crueliste]

🐤 missingstarter funnyyy

/ @missingstarter