I'm really excited to be working with you, Mun! Let's get this show on the road. Though, I am curious: Do you have any long term plans for me or are we just going to be hitting up bakerstreet for a while? I'm fine with either one, really.
I've seen a lot of bad ideas in my time, kiddo, but this? This has 'em all beat. This is even worse than that whole "whoops, ticked off the guy with 'Butcher' in his name" thing.
- Yeah, yeah, that happened, like, five minutes ago. That's a lifetime for me. Hey, it's not like I'm planning on living forever. Guy's gotta go sometime. Just... not right now, okay?
So chop chop, kiddo! Let's see what kind of business we can turn up.
Do you really think that they'll let him go after he becomes Champion? He already revived their god, that Helix thing - I thought that was what they wanted! And it isn't even a god! It's a Pokemon like any of the rest of us! They just wanted it the way they wanted me, as another tool to use.
Poor thing.
But if any human can achieve that much through such darkness, it's Red. He won't lose to them.
...I do appreciate that you're still letting me watch him. Even if I am farther away than I'd like.
Go to a game? What, where like, everyone harasses me day and night to sort out their love-lives for them and then has a go at me when they screw it up? No, thanks! I like having a life of my own, you know. One free of bitching bitches. Would they even build me a temple? A teeny, tiny shrine? No, they wouldn't, so whatever.
And, sweetpea, for the record? I wouldn't touch some of these weirdos with a ten-foot pole even if I wasn't the Goddess of Love.
Your attention is not unlike the moon. It wanes and grows full depending on your emotions. Then again, if a planet was so inconstant, the universe would be nothing more than a figment of your imagination - here beside you, close enough to touch, and then gone in the next instant.
It's not like I'm that different, Mundane. I just got more confident, that's all. Everyone has to grow up eventually, after all, even Quentin. Other than that, sure, it's kind of hard to tell when I don't get to speak that often right now, but I don't think I've changed that much. So if it helps, just keep going, and we can work it out again if things really do change much any time soon. Okay?
I only want to go to a game if I can be of actual service to the people there. I have a lot on my plate right now. A lot of people need at least some semblance of guidance and I'm the one in that position. It's not worth it to me to leave, even if no time really passes, if I'm not doing something to help my people. It's a good thing that you can all but ensure that there won't be Team Aqua members there; it helps ease my mind, it's true.
But there aren't many places that will take AUs. So don't take it as a personal failure if you can't find a place for me.
...I suppose looking for Gold and Lyra is too much to ask. Shame. Now that I've finally learned what they were trying to teach me about Pokemon and integrity, it's too late to tell them I understand.
I'm surprised you decided to undelete my account. Though there are many Thors here, none have time for an OC son, given... given the state of things. And yes, that's all I'll be saying on the subject of the Asgardian royal family at the moment. It's not my place to get into that. I have some ongoing investigations here on Midgard I have to attend to, so you can imagine my surprise when you remembered me. I thought we'd parted ways entirely.
While I doubt we'll have any more luck finding a game this time around than we did the first time, I have to admire your efforts. Let's see if we can find something to do this time; if not something involving my family, perhaps it would at least do good for me to have a life outside the Foundation. Even the O5 have a life outside of work, or so go the rumors.
We're going to find a Chase. Either one will pop up, or the old one will come back from the dead, or we'll just keep NPCing him. Because I'm not me without my badass Australian sidekick with better hair. We're like Starsky and Hutch.
And I know I rode your ass before, but I want to say I really like some of these directions you're trying with me. Obviously, they won't all stick, but it's a damn sight better than the bullshit about my disapproving parents you started with.
I feel like I have a life now, with a lot of great people in it. It still doesn't make a lot of sense sometimes, but IMHO sense is overrated. As long as you're happy, then I'm happy and let's just enjoy it.
Keep up the good work, sport. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got patients to see.
Frankly, it didn't bother me that you had lost my voice for a time and became busy with other things. The less torture, the better, at least in my opinion.
Leave me alone. Don't you have schoolwork to focus on?
Are you absolutely certain you wish to do this, mun? My application will not be easy, considering how little you learn about my history in the film.
[You know I am. Mostly. And I have the novelisation.]
Well then. There’s nothing for you to do but get to work. The sooner you do, the sooner this adventure can begin. [Elizabeth pauses, looking a little unsure.] Does my being... deceased change things? You can’t have missed that particular detail of the film. It won’t cause you any difficulty in sending me anywhere, will it?
[No, Elizabeth. You being dead shouldn’t be a problem. We’ll find you a home. Promise.]
[She smiles a little.] Good. And I’m glad to see you already have several possibilities in mind.
We've been through this over and over again, girl. How many damn times am I gonna have to tell ya that your just a waistin your damn time? Sure feels like hell ofa lot, girl!
Get with it!
You're alone and no one even misses ya. No one cares at all about you.
Learn to accept that because you and I are in this alone.
Ah....mun, right? It's nice to see you here- or well, it's nice of you to have me here, though I'm not sure why you would do something like that. Unfortunately, I don't think that I'll be able to much use to you now...I'm sorry.
What- you can't bring me here, mun! I forbid you! What about the Fire Crystal?!
[A small, glittering cryst-fairy clenching her hands into fists and pulling her arm down indignantly mid-air is kind of adorable.] I have to stay with Agnés! I demand you put me back!
So you finally decided to let me out, eh? You've certainly been waffling over it long enough. I can't say I'm still entirely comfortable with there being two doppelgängers of mine around, even if one of them is excellent company.
Well, I guess we'll just see where this goes, won't we?
And as for you wanting to change this journal name... Knowing your past choices, I'm very curious to see what you'll come up with.
Ha, bit of an earworm, innit, love? Sticks in and digs, like someone I know. No use blaming me, though; you and your bloody puns brought this on yourself, so enjoy your Marvin Gaye purgatory. Me, I'll be getting to know this lovely head of yours. You've left me in the cold long enough, I deserve a good run of the place.
Just between us girls, though: could do without the judging from your friendly neighbour-head peanut gallery. So what, I'm not a cheeky little wisp or a crooning dream-eater; all the better for me, really. If you plan to run with me, darling, you'll have to learn how to get dirty. In more ways than one. And I suspect they won't like it, not one itty -- bitty -- bit.
See, that didn't take long, did it? Think ya can work on playin' me and the other guy out a bit more, but it comes with practice. Wasnt able to jump all those cars after just start in' to ride my bike.