07-05-2022, 23:45:58 PM
Bow looks around the room.
"...Fine. I'm with a band of convicted criminals anyway. Promise not to tell anyone else. The last thing I want is being labeled a "dangerous Pokémon" and catched by some random kid." She takes a deep breath.
"You remember how I kept insisting I was completely innocent? I lied. I'm a thief. I steal from human businesses for a living. Why? I like collecting stuff. Human objects are fascinating and fun to tinker with. And there's a matter of family tradition, but I'll get to that part."
"I wasn't alone. A long time ago, I used to be part of a gang: the Rainbow Cape Syndicate. My parents controlled the operation. We stole stuff from humans for the greater good of Lumiose City's population of wild Pokémon. It's why I wear a cape. It's a token from the days where I was innocent, relatively speaking. One day, everything fell apart. We were betrayed by some stupid Chatot who turned out to be the right-hand bird of a poacher. We didn't know this at the time. He tricked us into raiding a truck full of illegally captured Pokémon. Unfortunately, the poachers were around, and they had guns. You can easily figure out how it concluded. I witnessed from afar as my fellow thieves were pierced by an army of bullets. They eventually drove the poachers away, but it was too late. Mes amis les plus proches et ma famille, parents included, perished from their wounds. The remaining survivors agreed to split up and live in isolation." The Eevee starts to tear up.
"What did I learn? People are volatile and can stab you in the back without warning. That's why I don't trust others. Heck, I was surprised when I was able to tell Karma all of this. I've lived by myself for years now, and I'm fine living off what I steal without sharing it with anybody. I would love to have a friend, but at the same time... why? À quoi ça sert? Je ne veux pas me lier d'amitié avec quelqu'un, seulement pour le perdre peu de temps après ! Là! Êtes-vous satisfait de mon histoire sanglante, juges ? ÊTES-VOUS HEUREUX?" At this point, Bow has stopped trying to hold back tears and is just crying quietly.
"...Larmes, mon vieil ami. It's been a long while since I cried. Almost forgot how cathartic it feels to let your emotions rain out of you."
"...Fine. I'm with a band of convicted criminals anyway. Promise not to tell anyone else. The last thing I want is being labeled a "dangerous Pokémon" and catched by some random kid." She takes a deep breath.
"You remember how I kept insisting I was completely innocent? I lied. I'm a thief. I steal from human businesses for a living. Why? I like collecting stuff. Human objects are fascinating and fun to tinker with. And there's a matter of family tradition, but I'll get to that part."
"I wasn't alone. A long time ago, I used to be part of a gang: the Rainbow Cape Syndicate. My parents controlled the operation. We stole stuff from humans for the greater good of Lumiose City's population of wild Pokémon. It's why I wear a cape. It's a token from the days where I was innocent, relatively speaking. One day, everything fell apart. We were betrayed by some stupid Chatot who turned out to be the right-hand bird of a poacher. We didn't know this at the time. He tricked us into raiding a truck full of illegally captured Pokémon. Unfortunately, the poachers were around, and they had guns. You can easily figure out how it concluded. I witnessed from afar as my fellow thieves were pierced by an army of bullets. They eventually drove the poachers away, but it was too late. Mes amis les plus proches et ma famille, parents included, perished from their wounds. The remaining survivors agreed to split up and live in isolation." The Eevee starts to tear up.
"What did I learn? People are volatile and can stab you in the back without warning. That's why I don't trust others. Heck, I was surprised when I was able to tell Karma all of this. I've lived by myself for years now, and I'm fine living off what I steal without sharing it with anybody. I would love to have a friend, but at the same time... why? À quoi ça sert? Je ne veux pas me lier d'amitié avec quelqu'un, seulement pour le perdre peu de temps après ! Là! Êtes-vous satisfait de mon histoire sanglante, juges ? ÊTES-VOUS HEUREUX?" At this point, Bow has stopped trying to hold back tears and is just crying quietly.
"...Larmes, mon vieil ami. It's been a long while since I cried. Almost forgot how cathartic it feels to let your emotions rain out of you."