#rocket-flare

There comes a point in every man’s life when they feel as though they’ve hit a plateau - a wall, a dead end, that impenetrable force in life that manages to keep you from going in the direction that you were going.  

Now, If you’re a man like Roger who, for some time now, has lacked a direction in life, you might find yourself wondering how you could have gone wrong in the first place. After all, you’ve only worked menial staff positions under two criminal organizations... it’s not like you were going to school or working a 9 to 5 job or living any sort of life with pre-imposed goals, so how could you go wrong?

And yet, somehow Roger still seems to feel lost. He doesn’t quite understand what’s going on in his life right now. He hasn’t quite put the pieces together, nor is he even sure if he has the right pieces, at all. 

There’s still so much for him to figure out and every night, much like tonight, he’ll mozy his was on over to a very specific pond of water just  a few yards from HQ, and he’ll sit there and think. 

She hated sewing.

Sapphire had no idea how Ruby did this, it was time consuming, you had to be meticulous, her fingers were bleeding because she kept sticking herself with the stupid needle! She let out an angry hiss and threw the torn shirt to the ground, shoving the needle in the armrest of the break room lounge chair. Putting her face in her hands, she let out an angry huff, if only she could avoid being stabbed on a regular basis, this wouldn’t be a problem!

“Fucking Damian,” she muttered to herself as she reached back down to retrieve the shirt off the floor, attempt number six if she was counting right. Fifteen minutes later, and with not much progress made, Sapphire was ready to scream and storm out of the break room altogether. She didn’t hear approaching footsteps as she muttered to herself;

» a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours

Meowth’s Ear Perked Eagerly As The Piano Tune Echoed Out From The TV, Normally He Would Seek Out Lyra Before Sitting Down For A Disney Movie But The Brunette Seemed To Have Been Sent Out On Some Sort Of Mission, And The Feline Was Far Too Impatient To Wait For Her To Return. Every Disney Movie, Meowth Found, Had At Least One Song Worth Singing Along With – And Posing Dramatically Whilst Doing So, Of Course – And The Newest One Hadn’t Disappointed.

He Stood Up From His Position On The Break Room Couch, Announcing Proudly Along With The TV “Don’t Let Them In, Don’t Let Them See-” “Be The Good Girl You Always Have To Be” He Squeaked Mid-Sentence As Another Voice Appeared Beside Him, Surprising Him So He Almost Stumbled Back Off The Couch. A Quick Glance Confirmed The Voice To Belong To A Fellow Rocket – One He Believed To Be Called Roger – Who Sent A Smile The Scratch Cat’s Way And Continued “Conceal, Don’t Feel, Don’t Let Them Know~”.

The Pokemon Returned The Smile, Normally He Wasn’t Keen On Company But For A Good Singalong He Was More Than Content To Have A Duet Partner, And Joined Back In With The Ex-Flare “But Now Dey Knooooow~”. Somewhere Throughout The Chorus He Hopped Up Onto The Back Of The Couch To Better Sync Up With The Other, And Their Dramatic Poses Certainly Didn’t Disappoint – It Seemed This Wasn’t The First Disney Singalong For Either Party, And The Red Head Did Very Well To Ignore The Normal Type’s Slight Screeching Pitch.

“Here I Stand, In The Light Of Daaay~” They Announced For All Of HQ To Hear – Which At This Point They May Well Have – Spinning Around To Face Each Other And Raising Both Arms Over Their Heads As They Continued “Let The Storm Rage Oooooooooon~”. Both Man And Cat Grinned Eagerly At Each Other As They Returned To A More Normal Volume And Echoed The TV With Growing Amusement “The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway~”.