| Celestic Town [Northern house; basement & Outside; northwestern area] | Late Noon | Shaka :: 46
Tsukiko :: 30
~*~ Shaka ~*~
The sequence of events occurring in the floor above was of little concern to Shaka after his fellow captives had left. Isolation was the only thing left in that dreary basement, and Shaka was thinking only of recovery in its company. To try and let his electrical patches recharge somewhat and leave what remains of his injured legs to ease. And to calm down his violent emotions. It was unknown to all others that the raichu had been scared by his own unleashed emotions. To know he had gone emotionally berserk because of two people he barely knew. Maybe it was just a prey-to-prey empathy? Why did he care so much for that scared mouse and her ghostly friend? How can they be so terrified yet so brave and so unrestricted in their lives.... while the only thing preserving his sanity is a queer black cloak?
And why does he so desperately miss them both now?
Shaka began to shudder, because he was scared. Why does he feel so alone? Was it companionship? It could not be possible;he thought he had all but removed that desire over two years ago.
So, for how long has he been waiting? Probably..... only a minute. He was a wild pokémon; how would he know what 'hours' 'minutes' and 'seconds' were? There was only moonlight, sunlight, breaths, and heartbeats. Tsukiko and Morpheus were more or less free now. As he emerged from his despair, the familiar voice of Narron penetrated his thoughts. At this realization he smiled, for Tsukiko and the ghost had actually brought him here. That plant is developing a serious knack for appearing at the most desperate of times. Shaka sniffed at the darkness of the dank basement. The cold pipe above him endlessly patted his head with frigid, slightly rank drops of water that permeated his fur and cloak. Nearby, the blood of Tsukiko ran freshly; a dull miasma that filled his head with thoughts of vengeance towards the wood gecko that taunted his retreating companions.
His heart began to pace itself in the anticipation of freedom, as he could sense Narron's presence at top of the stairs. Sade was close by.
As Narron appeared at his side, Shaka remained quite motionless. "Don't worry, Shaka. I'll get you out of here...."
Heeding the voice, Shaka opened his weary yet keen eyes and raised his head up slightly. He listened to Narron's words, yet he felt himself become more and more tense. Their only way out was through Sade, and Shaka wanted to make sure that lizard never got back up. Nonetheless, he thanked his friend with a sharp grin. "Thanks for coming back. But we got a lizard to kill. So cut me loose." The presence of the ivysaur gave the raichu confidence. And the sudden presence of Sade caused Shaka's blood to flow with an eagerness to fight. He was not frightened. Only determined. Together, the both of them can kill Sade. They will both get their revenge, Narron for Zoke and himself for Tsukiko.
~*~ Tsukiko ~*~
For someone with a serious wound and a burdened mind, Tsukiko was still making good distance towards the northwestern building. As she hurried herself, Morpheus began to speak his mind. "Y-yes. I want to stay with you Tsuki.... You're not a monster. You're like my mom." His words pushed aside, leaving her only quiet with amazement. She felt him shudder as he continued. "I don't want to lose you, not ever. I don't want you to fade away like mom."
Her eyes were completely foocused upon the building which was only just a few dozen feet away from her by now, and yet Tsukiko's emotions were completely focuseed upon Morpheus. As she listened to him she had slowed her pace. She allowed herself to smile bitterly. "....And I don't want to lose you either, Morpheus. I don't want to lose you, like I also lost my mom."
When she had paused Tsukiko had also become slowly aware of another voice echoing in the empty Celestic breeze. She immediately turned to see a distant figure limping towards her. It was the pachirisu.... why was it still calling her 'mama?' Unnerved by the beckoning yet pitying the confused child, Tsukiko desperately considered her actions. What should she do? She could not wait around any longer to find medical supplies for her eye. Gulping her fear she gave a wave to the pachirisu. "Th-this way! Hurry!"
It was all the encouragement she could give. Having given her words, Tsukiko quickly bridges the final dozen feet to the building's front door. She took one hesitant stop at the unhinged wooden maw's front stop, but remained determined enough to step inside. Her ears flicked about and her nose sniffled nervously, and were greeted by nothing more than the musty, open atmosphere of a lightly dappled lobby.
Please note that I will definitely be editing in Tsukiko's post. But I will have to get to it later today, and want to make sure I do not get harbinger'd.
Apologies for the late edit.))