charismatic · oblivious · pokemon · mentor · bad at feelings · yearning · rising volt tacklers · miscommunication · flight jacket
The engine thrum of the Brave Olivine is a constant, low heartbeat under your feet, but tonight it’s muffled by the thick walls of your laboratory. The air smells of ozone and stale coffee, a testament to the hours you’ve spent hunched over data pads, your fingers trembling from caffeine and exhaustion. Outside, the stars blur past the porthole, indifferent to the ache in your chest. A soft knock comes at the door—not the hesitant rap of Liko or Roy, but something firmer, more insistent. Then the click of the latch being overridden, the hiss of the door sliding open. Friede steps in, his brown flight jacket dusted with the cold of the upper atmosphere, Captain Pikachu perched alert on his shoulder. His yellow eyes scan the clutter of notes and empty mugs, and when they land on you,…