Clear My Head [Open]
Nov 20, 2013 1:24:02 GMT
Post by Zephyr Wynnestrom on Nov 20, 2013 1:24:02 GMT
[attr="class","zephlefticon"] Words: 445 Tags: Open Template by Kuroya. [attr="class","zephleftmon"] Active: - Thor - Name - Name | Zephyr let out a soft sigh, slowly blinking open his bright blue eyes and stirring inside of his blankets, his usually wild light blond hair in even more disarray from his bedhead. He let out a soft groan, running a hand through his hair, and sat up in bed, the blankets tangled around him. He'd had another nightmare about his hometown, unsurprising given that he was one of the last to abandon it. The memories of the curtain of darkness falling closer and closer to his home, the way the wild Pokemon would freak out and had turned all the more hostile as time went on and the darkness grew ever closer, it was enough to imprint itself so deeply upon his subconscious that he was often plagued with nightmares about it. Add into that the guilt he still felt over making the choice to hand over his badge so that he could throw himself into trying to get his home back rather than attempt to keep the shadows where they were, and it was little surprise that his sleep was often troubled. Body sparking a little in protest to the cold that he felt in his feet, he padded from his bedroom to the bathroom, stepping into the shower and deciding to relax through the feel of the warm water sluicing across his skin. When he came out several minutes later, a towel wrapped around his waist and another rubbing moisture from his hair, Thor was perched on a bookshelf, the Pikachu looking at him concernedly. "It's okay, Thor," he murmured softly, reaching out with a hand to ruffle the Pokemon's ears, "I'm okay." "Pii," the Electric-type Pokemon cooed softly underneath his Trainer's hand, nuzzling the palm before it was withdrawn in an attempt to give comfort. He watched as the human pulled on clothes, feeling sorry for his Trainer. The blond worked so hard trying to save his town, and even with all of the heart that he had poured into it, he had still lost almost everything to the shadows. No matter what the little Electric mouse did to try to help Zephyr sleep, he still always looked exhausted when the sun came up and they'd leave the apartment. Once the deep blue t-shirt and the black jacket came on, he then darted to the side, climbing up onto the human's shoulder. "C'mon, Thor," Zephyr murmured, striding through the door of the apartment and locking it behind himself, shoving a hand into his pocket as he descended to the lobby and stepped out into the street, "let's go see if there's something to distract us before we go looking for answers, yeah?" |
Notes:
Zeph has lots of nightmares about how he "failed" to save Forje and all that fun stuff. Also feel free to bump into him or interact with him. Precious babby's just a little lost in his thoughts~ Also, I apologize if the classy's acting up, it tends to do that sometimes.