Sylvia Reviar

❝ you take your meds today? ❞

❝ i think i'm going to pass out. ❞

❝ you wanna help me decorate my cane/chair/walker/crutches? ❞

❝ you don't look so good. you should sit down - i'll get you a drink. ❞

❝ you shouldn't be pushing yourself so hard. i don't want you getting hurt. ❞

❝ i feel completely fine. stop worrying about me. ❞

❝ you weren't answering your phone, i got worried something happened. ❞

❝ i think i broke/dislocated [body part]. ❞

[MEDS] muse a brings muse b their medication.

[INJURY] muse a gets injured due to their condition & muse b helps them, whether that means taking them to a hospital or patching them up themselves.

[AID] muse a helps muse b with their mobility aids.

[FLARE] muse a helps muse b out with a flare up of their condition.

[HOSPITAL] muse a is hospitalised over their condition & muse b comes to visit them.

[MEAL] muse a is suffering a flare up & muse b comes over to their home & makes them a home cooked meal.

[EMERGENCY] muse a calls muse b, saying they've been hurt & asks muse b to come over & help them.

[CARRY] muse a carries muse b on their lap in their wheelchair.

[COMFORT] muse a comforts muse b during a particularly rough flare up.

[UNCONSCIOUS] muse a passes out after overworking themselves & muse b finds them.

[BATHE] muse a helps bathe muse b during a bad flare up.

[HOLD] muse a holds/cuddles muse b during a flare up that leaves muse b temporarily bed bound.

[DECORATE] muse a & muse b decorate muse a's mobility aid (wheelchair, cane, crutches, walker) together.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

"Hey!" He gasps out when she coughs. Adaman's attention had been on her, but more so now that there's a sign of life. Coughing? It's not good but it's not bad either. He'd rather have that then nothing at all.

"I should have brought Leafeon..." He sighs out. At least a companion could have gone to alert the others. Then again, no one really could have predicted someone plummeting out of the sky. Or maybe more? Oh Almighty Sinnoh, so much is happening in such little time.

Adaman forces himself up. There's no time to dry himself off. Even if his clothes feel heavier, weighing him down along with his hair sticking to his face, he ignores the feeling and bends down to scoop her up in his arms. He's careful, doing his best not to jostle her. Which might be harder than he thinks. He'd rather get to the settlement before anything else happens to her. Time is precious and she definitely can't waste any.

The Clan Leader takes in a breath before starting his journey back home. Thankfully, the settlement isn't that far and the terrain isn't bad. Luckily his suspicions were correct, a few curious clan members are hovering near the entrance, surprised to see their leader soaked and carrying a young looking, oddly dressed, girl in his arms.

"Leader! In here!" called the medic. A sprightly Petilil bounced a few times on the pillow before moving away, leaving behind her scent, herbal and heavy on the nose.

Several other clan members swarmed around the tent's entrance, fretting for something they could do. A man brought a basin of clean water for the medic to use. She began her examination.

Meanwhile, the crowd around the entrance to the tent murmured cautiously, confused. A pair of women infamous for gossip caught had some particular issues with the stranger.

"Did you see her clothes?"

"They barely covered anything. I'm surprised she wasn't injured."

"I had to turn my children away. They wouldn't stop staring at her knees!"

"Right? And at her young age, too..."

"I wonder what happened. Why were she and our leader soaked?"

"Oh, right! Leader Adaman was soaked too!"

Mai finally stepped forward to approach the crowd, with Munchlax hot on her heels, digging into a homemade snack. "Please. Let's not waste our precious time here dawdling around the medic's tent. It'll only take longer for her to do her job."

That one comment seemed to be exactly what they needed to disperse and free the tent of suffocation. With a sigh, Mai strode towards her brother, who still lingered by the tent for a moment, and put her hands on her hips.

For a moment, she just stared, as if ready to scold him. But what was there to scold him for, really? Everyone had seen the massive pillar of light that erupted from Mt. Coronet. Was the girl a sign from Almighty Sinnoh?

If that was the case, she couldn't fault Adaman for being reckless this time. She just needed to ask.

"It doesn't have to be a Wild Zone, then." The location really didn't matter to her. It sucked that she couldn't go into one as she liked, but seeing the Team Flare logo on both her computer and chair, she couldn't exactly blame law enforcement on their caution. "We could visit a cafe. I was thinking--" She paused, realizing her go-to Nouveau might actually be a sore spot for her, and quickly pivoted. "--...Cafe Cyclone. I hear their Pantrio Tea got a bit of an upgrade recently, so they're holding a special on it."

It really wasn't about the location. Although, if it was, then how did she get home? The lab was basically surrounded in Wild Zones. Traversing the city while avoiding them was an absolute nightmare. Sylvia missed when it was just normal parks and streets.

Still, that was besides the point. She didn't want to give up so easily this time. Mable needed a break.

"The view from the elevated platform is lovely, and... I don't think Soleil would like it if I took just her and not you. I don't think that'd be fair to her. I've seen firsthand the kind of damage it can do when you take care of your Pokemon more than yourself; it can really fracture the trust you and your Pokemon share. I'm not saying you and Soleil don't trust each other, I just-- I think it's worth considering is all. And... honestly, I don't like seeing you like this either. I appreciate that you're struggling with something. I haven't asked what it is because I don't want to overstep my bounds. But I wish you could--" rely on me a bit more.

She cut herself off. Once she started rambling, it became hard to stop, and her mouth had moved before her mind could catch up.

She wanted to express her doubts. Her overthinking. She hated the weight on her chest. She also hated how familiar this whole situation was. Her and Pip, their journeys together, everything they had been through since she was ten years old. Lack of self-care, a rapid decline into depression and anxiety... Journeying helped, and working through their issues together was what got them this far. But if she had failed to work through her issues, and her and her siblings' mistakes haunted her for the rest of her life? She hated the thought of it.

...huh. Mistakes. Maybe that was the angle she should take.

"...have I ever told you the story of how me and my siblings broke the law together?"

She's trying to think of an excuse to get out of going out. It wasn't that she didn't want to spend any time with Sylvia. She really did have a lot of work to do, that wasn't a lie.

But Sylvia didn't need to know what she was dealing with behind the scenes. She didn't need to know how much worse the mayor was treating her. Nor did she need to know about her past, anything beyond the basic fact that she had been one of Team Flare's top scientists. She didn't need to know how she'd suffered there.

"...You what?" she asks, her thoughts brought to a halt. She could almost laugh, the idea sounded ridiculous. Surely she hadn't just heard her right.

Yes! She caught her attention. "I know it sounds hard to believe, coming from me, of all people, but it's true. I was eleven. Jack was thirteen and Lucy was only nine. We ended up getting involved with a much bigger ordeal than we intended, all because of a single mistake and a heated family fight."

That one event snowballed way beyond what Sylvia had ever dreamed of as a child, but to be fair, if she hadn't gone through all that back then, she wouldn't be the Trainer she is now, working to create sanctuaries for Pokemon who were forgotten or hurt.

But she needed to ensure her bait was juicy enough. She needed to reel Mable in somehow; give her an incentive to leave the dusty lab and step outside for some fresh air.

"We faced some pretty serious consequences, too. I wouldn't hesitate to call it the biggest mistake of my life, barring only one other incident. I had always removed myself from the idea of breaking the law. Yet, the swift hammer of justice has a mind of her own."

Team Rocket, Team Galactic, and even Team Flare. The mistakes of the past would forever haunt those living in the present, no matter how much they have grown or changed since. In a way, it was almost unfair.

Sylvia accepted her punishment with grace, because she knew what she did was wrong. But at the same time... What was she meant to do back then, at her absolute weakest?

Well, still. The past was in the past. Now she had to await Mable's reaction.

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