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[Don't worry, Cilan isn't using too many fancy words right now when he responds.]
I think so. It's... hectic right now, but we're doing our best out here.
[He and his Pokemon have been repelling enemy monsters away from them, but gosh, they are certainly persistent in their attack here, aren't they? And then there's trying to look for and deal with Trip... but for now, he'll focus on the person he's talking to.]
[ Him and his pokémon, of course. But Cilan, you sound like you need a boost. ]
But right now I need your help! Because we all need to fight this battle together! I need you to help me remember the good times! Emotions are what're gonna help us win this!
[ Just as the voice had said, a subtle memory of the voice ringing between their connection: Help Elios by also giving love and share that love and hope with Sosyne. Give him strength so that we can save our sister. ]
So Cilan, [ comes Red's voice, ringing through at the same time, ] I really want you to know how much I like you! The time you give to people, all that delicious food you made for everyone when Silver called us--
[ There's a pause, about three seconds; they're still fighting, after all. ]
--it was the best! And your tasty thing too! That's the Cilan I know! And I haven't known him for long, but he's one of the most delicious guys around here! You better appreciate yourself just as much as I do!
[ Images, of the green-haired boy himself; dressed sharply with his calming atmosphere, smiling in his polite manner, the most gentle, reminiscent look--the touch of the boy's hand as they sat close to Daimonia's pod, squeezing onto it.
'Cilan is a guy I want to be happy.' ]
Me and my pokémon are there with yours! Ash and Iris's too! Can you feel them?! Right there in your heart! Your brothers too!
[There's a long, stretch of silence from Cilan's end, until...
Suddenly, there's laughter. Maybe a little inappropriate to respond with considering the situation we're in, but there's something light-hearted, joyous about it. (Plus, at least it's not manic laughter...?)]
My, aren't we feeling sentimental today? [Hahaha] That was certainly a speech with a persuasive taste to it, I'll give you that. And the compliments, goodness--I'm quite flattered, really.
[...Then the hypocritical teasing fades and for a few seconds, it is quiet on his end--he's gotta concentrate on some of this fighting too, but when he responds again--]
... But... thank you for your kind words, Red. It was very sweet of you to say. [...] And I hope you know that we appreciate you as well: we're really lucky to have you here with us. Your drive to win, the determination to help and motivate others, the ability to reach out and light a spark of courage in the hearts of those you meet and in your Pokemon... it's admirable. You should be very proud of yourself.
[You've put in so much effort into helping to heal the pods, to helping the monsters here, even helping us... we're really glad to have you as a friend in this place.
We want you to be happy too, Red.]
My Pokemon and I are right there with you too. So... let's continue to do our best here, alright? When all of us work together, then anything can be achieved--even the most bitter of tastes can have it's flavor changed to something more appealing if everyone helps to provide the ingredients necessary to do so.
[...God, Cilan is completely incapable of not saying weird prose even during times like these, apparently.]
You're really making me hungry over here, Cilan! [ Laughter, positivity--that's what they need. That's what he needs, to keep his feet moving and his mind away on what he sees before to, to think of why it's happening, why it needs to be stopped. ]
One day--I wanna eat a food just like that! [ Let him continue of this beautiful line of thought a little longer. ] How about it? You can cook it up...and I can do the chopping! Or get the ingredients! I want it bursting with flavour, so much--so much that it's gonna be too good to eat! It'll explode right there in the oven because it's too good!
[ Yes, this is exactly the best thing to think about. But even that has to calm, with the atmosphere of burning heat and rubble, the stench of death on their nostrils. But it's something. Was something. Is. Red fastens it close to his heart, his voice sobering but the buzzing gratitude still strong in his voice. ]
This is it, Cilan... we're going to get right back up, each time. No matter what! [ Just like he said.
Ah, that sounds really nice! [Ahaha] Perhaps sometime after this is over, I'm sure I can find something that would have a fun taste when prepared with other people, or really, if there's anything that you'd be interested in learning how to make, that can be arranged too.
[Aside from when he's working with other people at his job, normally Cilan tends to do a lot of cooking on his own. Ash and Iris tried helping once, and... well, they were ten year olds who didn't know how to prevent food from burning, but maybe Red will be easier to teach since he's older and might know better.
At the thanks he's given, the feeling of gratitude and warmth seems to get stronger from his end, however--]
You're welcome, but... you don't have to thank me for something like that--it's only natural to look after your friends, right?
You're the expert. I'll leave finding the perfect food to you!
[ Also, because that seems more fun than actually saying 'cake' like he'd imagine blowing up into pieces in an oven just moments ago. (Which they should probably not really do, but
no need to cross it out, either.)
But as Cilan continues, his words bring a more softer appreciation than talks of food, and something more delicious than any meal as well. Friendship--the word alone had a certain power to it, gives Red's movements that extra boost to them. ]
Right! [ A quick reply, simple and all that's needed, and a beat before he adds: ] If you need help, call me!
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... you know me too well...
I think so. It's... hectic right now, but we're doing our best out here.
[He and his Pokemon have been repelling enemy monsters away from them, but gosh, they are certainly persistent in their attack here, aren't they? And then there's trying to look for and deal with Trip... but for now, he'll focus on the person he's talking to.]
What about you? Are you alright?
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[ Him and his pokémon, of course. But Cilan, you sound like you need a boost. ]
But right now I need your help! Because we all need to fight this battle together! I need you to help me remember the good times! Emotions are what're gonna help us win this!
[ Just as the voice had said, a subtle memory of the voice ringing between their connection: Help Elios by also giving love and share that love and hope with Sosyne. Give him strength so that we can save our sister. ]
So Cilan, [ comes Red's voice, ringing through at the same time, ] I really want you to know how much I like you! The time you give to people, all that delicious food you made for everyone when Silver called us--
[ There's a pause, about three seconds; they're still fighting, after all. ]
--it was the best! And your tasty thing too! That's the Cilan I know! And I haven't known him for long, but he's one of the most delicious guys around here! You better appreciate yourself just as much as I do!
[ Images, of the green-haired boy himself; dressed sharply with his calming atmosphere, smiling in his polite manner, the most gentle, reminiscent look--the touch of the boy's hand as they sat close to Daimonia's pod, squeezing onto it.
'Cilan is a guy I want to be happy.' ]
Me and my pokémon are there with yours! Ash and Iris's too! Can you feel them?! Right there in your heart! Your brothers too!
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Suddenly, there's laughter. Maybe a little inappropriate to respond with considering the situation we're in, but there's something light-hearted, joyous about it. (Plus, at least it's not manic laughter...?)]
My, aren't we feeling sentimental today? [Hahaha] That was certainly a speech with a persuasive taste to it, I'll give you that. And the compliments, goodness--I'm quite flattered, really.
[...Then the
hypocriticalteasing fades and for a few seconds, it is quiet on his end--he's gotta concentrate on some of this fighting too, but when he responds again--]... But... thank you for your kind words, Red. It was very sweet of you to say. [...] And I hope you know that we appreciate you as well: we're really lucky to have you here with us. Your drive to win, the determination to help and motivate others, the ability to reach out and light a spark of courage in the hearts of those you meet and in your Pokemon... it's admirable. You should be very proud of yourself.
[You've put in so much effort into helping to heal the pods, to helping the monsters here, even helping us... we're really glad to have you as a friend in this place.
We want you to be happy too, Red.]
My Pokemon and I are right there with you too. So... let's continue to do our best here, alright? When all of us work together, then anything can be achieved--even the most bitter of tastes can have it's flavor changed to something more appealing if everyone helps to provide the ingredients necessary to do so.
[...God, Cilan is completely incapable of not saying weird prose even during times like these, apparently.]
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One day--I wanna eat a food just like that! [ Let him continue of this beautiful line of thought a little longer. ] How about it? You can cook it up...and I can do the chopping! Or get the ingredients! I want it bursting with flavour, so much--so much that it's gonna be too good to eat! It'll explode right there in the oven because it's too good!
[ Yes, this is exactly the best thing to think about. But even that has to calm, with the atmosphere of burning heat and rubble, the stench of death on their nostrils. But it's something. Was something. Is. Red fastens it close to his heart, his voice sobering but the buzzing gratitude still strong in his voice. ]
This is it, Cilan... we're going to get right back up, each time. No matter what! [ Just like he said.
It's a promise. ] Thanks for watching my back!
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[Aside from when he's working with other people at his job, normally Cilan tends to do a lot of cooking on his own. Ash and Iris tried helping once, and... well, they were ten year olds who didn't know how to prevent food from burning, but maybe Red will be easier to teach since he's older and might know better.
At the thanks he's given, the feeling of gratitude and warmth seems to get stronger from his end, however--]
You're welcome, but... you don't have to thank me for something like that--it's only natural to look after your friends, right?
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[ Also, because that seems more fun than actually saying 'cake' like he'd imagine blowing up into pieces in an oven just moments ago. (Which they should probably not really do, but
no need to cross it out, either.)
But as Cilan continues, his words bring a more softer appreciation than talks of food, and something more delicious than any meal as well. Friendship--the word alone had a certain power to it, gives Red's movements that extra boost to them. ]
Right! [ A quick reply, simple and all that's needed, and a beat before he adds: ] If you need help, call me!
[ Let's kick some butt, Cilan. ]