#ryoujun

title: ice ice baby 

rating: teen and up 

warnings: none 

    It’s been a long time since they last set foot in these streets--a place they’d thought up until just recently was nothing more than a figment of their imagination. Ransei wasn’t real--it couldn’t be, least of all Dragnor, which was all they could have ever asked for in a home. There was no fear there, no judgement of the very nature of their being.

    It doesn’t seem to have changed much from their memory, at least not physically - and for the most part, the same can be said for them. Physically, they remain the same--a child with wild black hair that brushed the ground behind them as they walked, wide-eyed in astonishment at the world they’d found themself in. They wore modern clothes now--mainland clothes--people seem to assume they’re a mainlander based on that alone and don’t pay them too much mind as they pass.

    Still, they can’t help but worry. Not that he won’t recognize them... rather, that he won’t be there to. They’ve failed enough of their Heroes that way. 

    Adair has agreed to keep his distance for now, letting Zekrom handle what they needed to alone; they make their way towards the castle, nervously stewing in their own silence all the way. They abandoned him. (They’d been torn away--they hadn’t wanted to leave, but they had no choice.) Would he be angry with them? Betrayed? 

    Perhaps it would have been easier for them to find their partner if they’d approached as a dragon, but their last few years in Unova have left them... frightened. So instead they walk up to the castle, shuffling their feet and nervously refusing to meet any of the guards’ eyes as they address them: