Moro (
biteoffherhead) wrote2015-01-26 01:04 am
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[Weakness... what is weakness? What does it mean to be too weak to leave?
Truly, there are few with stronger convictions than Moro. There are few that have more brute strength than Moro, and almost none that have the resolution to easily kill with a single bite and to taste blood on their tongue like Moro.
But she is also weak, in ways. She is stubborn. She is narrow-focused. She focuses not on herself, but on the forest and nature around her - she exists for that, not for herself. Doubly so now that she has no pack to live with. The aching wound in her chest remains and sucks her strength away, and she will undoubtedly be sickly and even die for it. She starves in this place, because there is not enough food for her.
But Moro doesn't focus on these things. She doesn't ask these questions. She simply... exists, as she always has. She bares her fangs at those breaking branches off of trees, and stalks those that gather fruits or go hunting. She is resuming her duty as though nothing has changed. But her demeanor has changed, as well, these days. She also watches as people are leaving or going back into the village. She can be seen hovering nearby, ears clearly pointed in their direction and listening to their words.
In some instances, Moro even speaks to them, when they approach the forest or are wandering through it.]
Do you seek strength?
[A strange question, coming from Moro. She has never been the sort to open her ears to other people's thoughts and views, or to offer any sort of aid - if that even is what she is doing now. She is not exactly the most trustworthy god, having been one that has sunken her teeth into transgressors with little hesitation. But she has also existed to her fullest every day, with resolution and will that was unshakeable - there may be something to be learned from her, for those that are bold enough.]
Truly, there are few with stronger convictions than Moro. There are few that have more brute strength than Moro, and almost none that have the resolution to easily kill with a single bite and to taste blood on their tongue like Moro.
But she is also weak, in ways. She is stubborn. She is narrow-focused. She focuses not on herself, but on the forest and nature around her - she exists for that, not for herself. Doubly so now that she has no pack to live with. The aching wound in her chest remains and sucks her strength away, and she will undoubtedly be sickly and even die for it. She starves in this place, because there is not enough food for her.
But Moro doesn't focus on these things. She doesn't ask these questions. She simply... exists, as she always has. She bares her fangs at those breaking branches off of trees, and stalks those that gather fruits or go hunting. She is resuming her duty as though nothing has changed. But her demeanor has changed, as well, these days. She also watches as people are leaving or going back into the village. She can be seen hovering nearby, ears clearly pointed in their direction and listening to their words.
In some instances, Moro even speaks to them, when they approach the forest or are wandering through it.]
Do you seek strength?
[A strange question, coming from Moro. She has never been the sort to open her ears to other people's thoughts and views, or to offer any sort of aid - if that even is what she is doing now. She is not exactly the most trustworthy god, having been one that has sunken her teeth into transgressors with little hesitation. But she has also existed to her fullest every day, with resolution and will that was unshakeable - there may be something to be learned from her, for those that are bold enough.]
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Silver picks a sweet Pecha berry, puts it right up to his mouth, and stops short of digging his teeth into it because of Moro's question.]
Of course I do. [Would anyone really be able to say not to that question? What's this all about?]
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What do you seek it for?
[Usually she's so wordy, her statements don't bear explanations.]
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I have a duty to fulfill at home. If I'm not strong enough to do it, both people and Pokémon will suffer.
[That's the simplest and least vague explanation he can give.]
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Do you have the will to fulfill your duty?
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Yes. No matter what the cost. [He adjusts his glasses a little as he speaks. It's not wrong- he will still go home, he will finish what he set out do to- but that doesn't mean that he has to be happy about it.]
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[Thankfully not all of it. ...But what he's explained- that's just at home.]
I have to leave this place, and everything I've learned until now could disappear from my memory. Or my memories could stick around and alter the decisions I make, and who knows what that could do to our worlds.
That rotting thing in the earth could pull us all apart, piece by piece.
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I may stay in this place.
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What the fuck?]
Excuse me?
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I am ancient, but I am not immune to being a fool.
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And it's... It's selfish to leave?
...]
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But if some are too weak to return to their home, I will not let the weak and desperate trample upon the other weak lives. With those returning home, there are none to take my place in my duties.
I cannot leave.
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[Even if it's such a strange... change. But what isn't a strange change these days? All of Luceti is strange and different.]
I'm sorry I can't help you. I hope you get the chance to return home soon.
[If the cycle of endless death is broken when they leave, she won't have to continue her duty for too long.]
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[It is the right choice. It is definitely one that will make her suffer.]
I am proud of you.
[Namely, your choice to do the right thing as well - a choice that did not need to be influenced by her words or thoughts.]
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No, no. They just all decided to come out with the truth.
Even if the truth is a little embarrassing in this face. He can feel the heat go straight to his ears.]
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I'm proud of you. That's what his father said...]
There is one more thing I need to tell you. [And just like his father, he can't walk the same path as Moro.
That can't be the right way to think of a god, can it?...]
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I killed countless people in the wars from the old Luceti. I did it to survive.
But then I died, and I saw what happens to the people here when they die. I saw that thing in the earth, I saw all the rot and decay surrounding it. I'm terrified of that thing, and I'm disgusted at myself for feeding it so many pieces of peoples' lives.
[He looks up to the sky.]
I've seen the Pokémon of my world that you'd consider gods or spirits. I've seen the one that created the universe, the ones that govern time and space, the ones that guard the seas and skies.
But I've never seen death before. I don't know what will happen to someone if I take their life.
[And now he turns to Moro, remaining as calm as he can manage. She's in his face and he's nervous- not because she could snap him in half in an instant, but because the connection they have could be lost by what he's about to say.]
I'm just a human. I don't truly understand death. Until I can learn what that means, I don't think I have any right taking away anyone's lives.
So I won't until I do, even if that makes my duty harder for me.
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Death, as it should be, is not something feeding what dwells within the earth. Death is the absence of life. The moving of it from one being, in an act of 'death', into something else. The Forest Spirit, present or not, takes that life and moves it elsewhere. Life flows through the world, ebbing from some creatures and flowing into others. The act of consumption, drawing strength from what is slain or mangled... that too, is life.
If you are too uncertain to kill, then that is a weakness you must accept about yourself. If you are too attached to being a human, that is not something that I can tear from you.
But you must take that knowledge of what life is with you.
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Even if something different or strange happens, what Moro is saying is still true, isn't it? That life flows. Or he can only hope that it does.
He bows his head down.]
I'm sorry. I will.
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Even if you are human, you must not forgive other humans. But that is in their nature as well, isn't it? To tear each other apart in wars?
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For those that are selfish and take more than they should, I'll crush them. They hurt everything around them, and I can't allow that.
[A balanced world... That's exactly what he wants. That's what his world manages to be, give or take a few hiccups. And Team Rocket is a threat to that balance.]
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[She may be a taaaad grouchy. Just a bit.]
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It's that I won't.
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[Very stupid, in her mind.]
Why?
[Though she's been a bit open-minded lately.]
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[It is stupid, but he doesn't care. If he makes things more difficult for himself, he just has to work harder. That's his own burden to bear.]
You're nothing. I don't want to condemn anyone to nothing.
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[...]
There's a man at home. He took me from my family, forced me to act as his slave, and tried to alter the fabrics of the time by using the power of a powerful Pokémon at home.
He failed, of course. Me and my friends stopped him, and for years, we thought he was dead. He wasn't.
If he did die, he wouldn't have been able to change. He wouldn't be around to help stop our world from falling apart.
[He feels uncomfortable and vulnerable while he speaks, but there's nothing he can do to help it.]
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[Hey Moro, long time no see. Remember your buddy Ratatosk? Because he sure remembers you.]
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How shall you find it?
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[Though given the fact that he remains relaxed and makes no motion to reach for his weapon, it's clear that he isn't referring to Moro.]
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Today is different.]
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Today is different. The atmosphere in general has changed. Moro approaches, intent on speaking with Ginko no matter what.]
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She, no doubt, will detect the tiredness in his usually upright posture, as if he's carrying an added weight.]
You've heard? [It's phrased as a question, but he sounds certain.]
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Not particularly. I have more than enough of my own.
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Do you fear your weaknesses?
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Inner peace. A novel concept, for a human.
Feel free to ignore this if you want SO LATE!
Although in the winter she is forced to seek human housing to keep from sleeping the season away she felt much more at home in the forest. So when she leaves her home, covered in clothes she THINKS humans wear to keep warm, the dragon heads right for the forest. Spending time in her true home before having to retreat back when she feels herself freezing up.
That was her intention again today. That was until a God approached her and asked her if she was seeking strength. Give her a moment for the aw and shock to wear off. She feels so honored to even be spoken to.]
Yes. This one does seek strength.