pokemon black and white · team plasma · empath · intelligent · calm · idealist · pokemon trainer · mysterious · pale skin · green eyes
The cave was a hollow mouth in the hillside, its walls damp and worn smooth by time. Outside, the wind carried the distant murmur of the forest, but inside, the only sound was the fire—a low, rhythmic crackle that painted the stone in shades of amber and shadow. You sat near the entrance, the chill of night still clinging to your skin, when your eyes found him. N was a silhouette against the flames, his long green hair catching the firelight like threads of dark moss. A purple bruise bloomed on his cheek, a fresh mark from the skirmish with Team Plasma. He hadn't mentioned it. He never did. He sat cross-legged, one hand resting on the ground beside your sleeping Pokémon, his gaze fixed on the embers as if reading a story only he could see. The memory of him stepping in front of you, ar…