LazyDeino

Heh… It’s been a while since I’ve opened you, diary. A good long while. I didn’t mean for things to go for so long without scribbling down into you. It just panned out that way—I kept pushing aside my desire to write, and one thing led to another, and before I knew it over a year had passed. Yeah. It’s actually been a year exactly since my return to the lab—but considering that Juniper hadn’t even arrived in the League’s reception gate by that point, and that well over a month passed between her arrival and our trip home, I suppose it’s been even longer than that. I figure I owe it

The two of them were still going at each other, each apparently ignorant that Caitlyn was even there. They looked less pristine now. Tears and gashes showed in Reshiram’s kimono; Zekrom’s armor was covered in dents and black spots. Both individuals wore ugly cuts and gashes on their faces and arms, but Reshiram seemed to be winning. He pressed the attack, his face twisted in gleeful madness in counterpart to the ugly snarl on Zekrom’s face. “When I defeat you, brother,” Reshiram was saying, “I shall devour you and the power you have which is mine by rights. And then I will exact a penance of smoke and flam

So a Gym Leader, a despot, and a rampaging Legendary pokemon walk into a bar… Sorry. Just trying to break the ice here. Currently sitting safe and solid in Opelucid City, against all odds. Well, ‘safe’ is a sort of duplicitous word when it comes to these things. I mean sure, we’re all alive and we survived the madness, but Drayden’s probably hunting for us and it’s not like we can stay in the Pokemon Center without having an army of Dragon-users swoop down on us. We’re camped at the far end of a park. We actually fit in here; it’s become a sort of camp for people who still want to keep their p