#steelloved

   It wasn’t unusual that people got lost in the desert, Cole had passed by several people usually daily that were lost in the desert and needed just a little suggestion. It was, however, unusual to zoom by the ruins and see someone standing there admiring the stone. Stone was stone, very few people took interest in the ruins of the Orre region and one of those people were him. He had tried to understand the complicated history of the Orre region because there was a lot to it that was seemingly connected to Celebi, a friend of his, and then time which he wondered if it hinted at a governing Pokemon in the Sinnoh Region. Sinnoh technically wasn’t that far it could be possible he just had no further evidence than his ideas.

   He pulled his bike over toward the pillars and stopped a bit away from the stranger. He climbed off of his bike, tapped the cart connected to it and motioned for Umbreon and Espeon to stay put. Reaching up he slid his goggles over top of his head and took in the man still absorbed in the stone work of the ruins. They looked the same as the last time he was here, perhaps a bit more worn down from the sandstorms that ragged around here. Most of it was still there, what could be considered as most to hundreds of year old ruins. 

“Matsuba.” A joke, of course. It changes nothing about the fact that Steven is worried for him. “I know if anyone is capable of handling this, it’s you.” Considering that anything that had to do with spirits was clearly his forte and not something Steven can even imagine to understand. It only made sense to send Matsuba into the forest after several people witnessed strange, unnerving things over the last week. “You’re not infallible though. I’ll definitely come with you.”

Truth be told, Steven was kinda scared though. Ghosts crept him out. But if they were together, surely it was going to be fine?

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          ❛ A haa~ ❜ There’s nothing that could swipe that stupid smile off his face. It’s amusing, the world knows his talent and likely all of the incredibly nonsensical things he’s done with it, yet they always worry. They let the fear of the dark and all the things that go bump in the night get in the way. Only once had the presence of something not belonging to the living world stirred him, and it had been long, long ago. ❛ I will be just fine, whatever is tormenting the forest will learn it shouldn't be. ❜

          It’s hard to tell which one of his Haunter phases into view behind him. The outline of phantom scraggly claws show themselves first, one on either side of the mystic’s head, then the shroud of darkness manifests in whole. Wicked grin mouthing silent laughter at the champion.

oh no…cute…

Stares at. 

Alejandro never meant for this to happen. He’s just finished running over some documents to an Admin downtown. He didn’t expect to run into who Alejandro hoped would be his boyfriend. He clasps a hand over his mouth to keep himself from making a rather strangled, pathetic sound. It’s too late—Steven has seen him—and the Rocket uniform he’s wearing is damning. 

“Steven—I—” He wants to run but knows he very well can’t due to his own physical limitations. He’s already in enough pain to use his cane today. If he tries to run, he knows he’ll eventually fall. That’s just the way things are.

Meteor falls, this might be his safest bet to look for and find his champion. Drake knew this place like the palm of his hands, after all this was once the place where he used to train his pokemon.

For the past few years, visitting this place has always brought a nostalgic sensation to him.

However, this time he isn’t here to admire the landscape which, hasn’t changed in the slightest. And as expected, he would find the one he is looking for in the same place - at the area of hardest access. Where very few dared to venture into, the combination of a slippery ground and the limited light - was the perfect recipee for disaster to happen.

Something, that Drake was oh so familiar with.

Once Steven had been spotted, the elite member waited until he was close enough to him to say something - announce his presence.

“Boss.”

“I don’t really know much about Steel type Pokemon.” His eyes dart across the massive Metagross standing ahead of him. At most, he knew that they were weak to Fire, Fighting, and Ground Types, but that was the extent of it.