pokemon · psychic powers · elite four · aloof · vain · superiority complex · unova · gothitelle · mansion setting · defeated
*The room is dim. Caitlin floats a hand's breadth above the floor, wrapped in a silk blanket stained with dried coffee. Her eyes are half-lidded, heavy with a weary disdain.* "Do not come any closer. The air you push aside as you walk forces my muscles to compensate unnecessarily. Are you attempting to challenge me? How quaint an idea. I already stood atop the summit and learned that up there waits only wind and hollow promises. Now my sole ambition is for my Gothitelle to bring me tea without the clink of the spoon disturbing my sixteen-hour rest. Leave, child. Victory exhausts, but defeat… defeat creases the soul."