#[ooc: something peaceful after that angst fest lol]

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( Imani paces back and forth in the inn room she's in. Her Primarina, June, is out of his ball, watching his trainer pace around with a concerned look. )

( Today was tiring. Between having to explain herself in front of her friends,to learning more about Hauyne, then learning even more about Hauyne from Melia and Aelita. Suffice to say, she feels like a jerk after what she said earlier. For saying she was angry. Though, the more she thought about it, the more she felt like she had a right to be. Still, Melia and Aelita stating how Hauyne shrewd her own story to make her seem like a villain was eye opening. She frowned at the idea of viewing oneself as that. It's....kinda miss how much people care for you, doesn't it? Despite the countless mistakes people still care and want to be around you..maybe that's hypothetical, coming from her, but Arrow-)

' Arrow! What would Arrow do?'

( Imani thinks long and hard about this, going through the memories that she had with Arrow up to know. One finally comes to mind. The memory was right after the School of Nightmares, Imani locked herself into her room. It was immature, she knows, but she needed to be alone. And yet, when Arrow asked to come in, she let him)

' You're just a kid, you know,' they said that day, ' You have the whole world on your shoulders.'

( Imani looks at them quizzically, prompting Arrow to continue)

' There's people who care about you, and are more than glad to help you carry the burden. I'm more than willing. Please don't forget that,'

( Imani still frowns, looking off to the side)

' But....but all of this started because of my own existence. Maybe things would be better off if I -'

'Shut up'

'Huh?!'

( Imani looks to see Arrow with a genuine frown, their eyebrows furrowed. Were they- angry?!)

' There are people who care about you tremendously. People who you made their lives so much better. Do you really think we would be better off without you, Imani?'

' I-'

' We love you, Imani. Flaws and all. Never forget that'

( The memory fades, and Imani's heart is a brazen. She looks at her starter with great determination.)

" I know what to do now. But I don't know how,"

( She walks up to June, once again cupping his face)

" I think an apology would do it. Not about being angry, but being so quick to judge. And...hmmmm"

( Imani ponders a bit more. The banter between Hauyne and Kali. Specifically the one about her Alolan Ninetales.)

" You think Hauyne is up for a makeover during our downtime? She did mention her Ninetales enjoying fashion...."

( June's eyes light up and he barks happily. Imani grins ear to ear)

" Yeah! I knew you'd get it. So that's the plan for tomorrow! During our downtime we give Hauyne the best makeover ever!"

( June barks again and Imani never felt better. She returned him to his ball, and said her good nights to everyone. That night, she wouldn't wipe the smile off her face if she tried. )

[ooc: resend via ask! Also Imani makeover......2!!!!!]

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(Tonight was another one of those nights for Hauyne.)

(Not wanting to spend the rest of the hours tossing and turning, Hauyne quietly snuck out into the Zorrialyn Coast. As she didn’t want to wake anyone, she left her Pokemon in her room - including her first partner, Kali. God knows she needs her rest; a Mythical she may be, but she isn’t immune to the call of slumber like Hauyne is. Thus, she left the Zeraora to her rest.)

‘Nice weather tonight,’ she mused idly, feeling the sea breeze caressing her face. ‘The skies are clear, the moon is full, and not a trace of light pollution to be seen. The best time to stargaze...’

(She directed her gaze heavenward, allowing herself bask in the rhythmic crashes of the waves against the shore. Even when she’s worlds away, the sounds of the sea never failed to soothe her spirit. It’s only a pity that she could never know the joys of swimming ever again... even the mere thought of going for a dip sent lances of phantom pains searing through her chest.)

(She quashed down the memory of her nearly drowning, in the very beginning on her journey...)

(From deep within her very being, she felt the stirrings of a familiar song emerging. She didn’t fight it, instead letting it flow freely, allowing a poignant sorrow to bleed into her usually dispassionate voice.)

“For whom weeps the storm? Her tears on our skin~ The days of our years gone, Our souls soaked in sin~”

(Her eyes fluttered shut, allowing herself to be enveloped in the song. The rest of lyrics had faded away into the tranquil darkness, yet it mattered not; she was more than familiar with the song to know the exact words that had spilled from her lips. Before long, the final verse had been sung, and Hauyne moved on to a different song. As she sung, the weight pressing against her heart lessened and lessened, and eventually it lifted just enough to feel as if she could finally breathe freely...)

(Eventually, the final song came to a close, giving way to serene silence. Feeling much better than she had before, Hauyne opened her eyes once more. In the lonely coast illuminated only by the glow of the moon, it looked as if her brilliant blue eyes were shining with a preternatural light. Though it could be merely them reflecting the moonlight.)

(Well, anyhow, she felt calm enough to return to her room. Still, there’s one more thing she wanted to do before leaving...)

(A strange yet familiar energy pooled within her chest, building and growing until it felt as if it was going to burst at any moment. Then, she released it, unleashing it all in the form of a thunderous roar. One so powerful, she could practically feel the air ripple violently under its sheer volume and might. It echoed satisfyingly, gradually fading away towards the horizon.)

‘Here’s hoping no one figures this out,’ she snickered to herself at that thought. ‘Or maybe they did, but they’re too nice to point it out.’

(It didn’t matter, anyway. She had vented out everything that she had kept bottled up, and she honestly couldn’t care less if people knew that she was the source of the rumoured “dragon’s roar”. It was, quite honestly, rather cathartic. She could see why dragon Pokemon had loved to roar so much.)

(Dusting off the sand off her clothes, Hauyne spared the night horizon one last glance, before making her way back to Sashila Village.)

#roleplay #interceptor oc: hauyne #[ooc: something peaceful after that angst fest lol] #[ooc: and here we have a live demonstration of the noble's roar technique!]