show_my_cannons | 11 - Action for Azalea / Text

[He jerks awake. Immediately, his hand goes to his chest, to the back of his head, fingers scrambling over his human form.]

[Everything is whole. Everything intact. There's no rust, no gaping wounds from Sentinel's weapon. Even the scars remain. His body is breathing, it's moving. Its systems are functioning as well as can be expected. Even his hip and shoulder feel better.]

[That's not right.]

[He hadn't made it out of DC. He'd felt everything go dark, felt his systems crumble away while he tried to fight to stand up, to shoot, to act and not let the inevitable happen. They'd been betrayed -- he couldn't lie down and let it happen. He'd tried, he'd tried with every failing piece of his strength to stay online. But it hadn't been enough.]

[And now he's here. Alive.]

[It feels like he's been gone for years. And it was -- since the battle in Egypt, it had been three years... His eyes rest on the 'gear.]

[For a while, he just sits in silence, staring at it, while gradually realizing there are people here who may be concerned for him. His team... his friends... they're beyond his grasp now. That realization in particular feels like a physical blow, and he has to bow his head and breathe for a few minutes longer before he can pull himself back together. His allies. His leader. Everything he'd fought for, everything he'd tried so desperately to return to, was gone.]

[There is no more going back.]

[Finally... Ironhide picks up his 'gear, and taps out a brief, halting message.]

How long was I out? Feels like... |

[He leaves the text unfinished, dropping the 'gear in favor of silence and brooding.]

((ooc: Potential spoilers for Dark of the Moon abound in the post and possibly in the comments.))

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[He stands there for a while longer before letting Napalm out.]

[The first thing the Onix does is stretch out, yawning. And then promptly curls herself around the big man, with a pleased sort of humming sound.]

[That makes Lottie giggle]

Think she missed ya.

Yeah... seems that way.

[Napalm agrees with this assessment. And she is not moving for all the pokemon treats ever.]

[Lottie...tries to pet Napalm's head but just settles for a random rock]

Hopefully, she'll letcha go if y'need t'sit down.

[The big Onix uncurls part of her tail for the girl, lifting her head slightly to peer at her.]

Probably will. She... knows things like that.

Like my Evangeline. I sweah, that Mareep's more motherly than any human I evah met.

Ma... what?

Mareep. S'one'a them electric sheep.

[This is the blankest of blank looks.]

[Lottie pulls out Evangeline's ball and poof! Sudden Mareep]

Evangeline, Ironhide. Ironhide, my Mareep.

That is... it is fluffy.

I think th'wool helps keep th'electricity in or somethin', 'cause her wool's shocked me a coupla times.

[Evangeline looks at Ironhide and promptly tries to get close. He looks like he needs food. Or sleep]

... An electric... sheep.

[Come on, Ironhide, you've seen weirder things than this.]

[Napalm lowers her head, and curls her tail back around her trainer, watching the sheep.]

[Evangeline looks back at the giant rock snake.]

Yes. [Lottie seems a little abashed] Trus' me, took me a moment t'realize that I was seein' this right.

They all seem... odd. All of them.

[Napalm settles around her trainer, rumbling. Mine.]

[Okay, okay, she gets it. She goes back to Lottie]

Ironhide, if y'just figurin' out that th'critters here are a little odd...

... Been away from this place for three years. They all look odd again.

[Oh, right. Lottie frowns]

Sorry. I f'rgot.

Not upset.

[He falls quiet, trailing his fingers over Napalm's side.]

[Lottie stands there in silence, too, letting Ironhide get used to being in Johto again and letting Napalm do her thing.]

Y'want me t'go find y'othah critters?

[The big Onix is currently... well. It looks like she's snuggling him.]

Why not? Guess it... cannot hurt.

Be right back.

[Lottie goes in, leaving Eva and Ruffles out while she goes to fetch the rest of Ironhide's 'mons. She returns with four more balls]

These're all yours.

[He gives the small pile of pokeballs in her hands a blank look.]

... All I had were Jaws and Egg.

[And two eggs, Ironhide.]

Well, they said all four'a these were yours. Didjd have any eggs 'fore you passed out?

Uh...

[He really has to think about that. It's hard to remember little details like that after so long away.]

Maybe.

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