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SIXTH REBELLION ❅ VIDEO

[The video opens to a rather tranquil shot of the Ice Path. There's plenty of snow and that slippery ice everyone absolutely hates. There's only the background music for a moment, and then suddenly a Darmanitan goes sliding by, spinning out of control. She slams into a wall and lies there for a moment, clearly dazed.]

[The camera slowly pans, revealing a few other Pokémon: there's a Shiftry half-buried in the snow, a Krookodile passed out on the ice in the background, an Abomasnow nursing a few bruises, and finally, a Kabutops who's currently in the middle of a fierce battle.]

[...With Isaac. The Kabutops seems to be doing all the attacking - she's swinging those scythe-arms around with repeatedly Slash attacks - while Isaac manages to avoid each swipe. His speed certainly hasn't suffered any here in Johto. Did you really think he'd be training like a normal person though?]

Faster! That's not going to cut it!

[He doesn't exactly sound pleased and the Kabutops picks up her pace immediately. She's certainly speedy, but that's nothing in comparison to Isaac's ridiculous dodging skills. One particular swing of her scythes nearly lops off his ponytail, and Isaac laughs.]

That's better! Don't back down now--

[And that's about when the Kabutops manages a hit; she slices downwards and catches Isaac's forearm with the tip of her scythe, leaving behind a rather thin, bleeding scratch. She immediately stops, bringing her arms in front of her and cowering slightly. It's obvious that she didn't expect to actually hit him.]

[Isaac stares at the scratch for a moment, eyes wide. It's not too bad and he's certainly had worse, but it's been awhile since he was actually injured while training. Then suddenly he's laughing and it's not exactly the most sane sound in the world. That causes the Kabutops to shrink even further away.]

[The video turns to focus on a Charizard who looks mildly concerned at best. He's looking a little worn too, but apparently Isaac didn't wear him out completely with insane training. The Charizard shakes his head before turning off the feed. Several minutes later, a text hits the network.]

What's the best Pokemon to spar with?

[He's pretty sure it's not a Kabutops. Just saying.]

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[Isaac can't say he's surprised to see Kimblee here; they're probably the only two people in Johto who actually like the ice caves. He's clearly quite pleased to see Kimblee - no, it doesn't matter that he sees Kimblee on a daily basis now anyway. It's always good to see Kimblee.]

Hey, Kimblee.

[Oh come on, it's just a scratch! No, it's literally just a scratch. He's had way worse!]

Yeah, it is. I mean, Bellatrix isn't the only one I've been sparring with, but she's one of the best ones I've found for it.

[Because it's very important to have that element of danger there, otherwise he wouldn't push himself as hard!]

[That said, he is looking for some bandages in that pack of his.]

So what are you doing in here? Did you need me?

[Kimblee would never admit that and Isaac knows it, but that doesn't mean he won't ask. Thankfully the tremors that have been bothering Kimblee for quite some time have died down. Isaac feels much more comfortable leaving Kimblee to his own devices now that he's certain Kimblee won't... have a seizure or something. The remnants of the mutation - the light blue coloring around his eyes and hands - have begun to fade and Isaac is far more confident leaving the house and ice caves now that he doesn't look quite so freaky. No, it doesn't matter that half of Johto has similar conditions. Shut up.]

[Kimblee's gaze darts toward the Kabutops before he returns his attention to Isaac; you're absolutely insane for looking at that thing and deciding to fight it, you know. He's certainly not going to stop you, as he's no stranger to recklessly endangering himself and/or literally everyone in the immediate vicinity as it is - his alchemy itself is a testament to that, for hell's sake - and if something horrendous happens to you, that's your own doing. But still.

That last question does get his attention, however; he doesn't seem bothered by it, at least.]

As unpopular an opinion as this may be, I do enjoy it in here as well, you know.

But to answer your question, it's nothing important. You don't need to take care of me, Isaac; I'm fine.

[Yeah he... kind of suspects that most normal people wouldn't look at a thing with blade-arms and go "I WANT TO FIGHT THAT" so uh... orz]

Yeah, I know. But you don't always need to handle everything on your own either.

[It's a simple remark and one he knows Kimblee won't take to heart. Isaac's the same way; he'll rely on himself before everyone else.]

It is nice in here. I'm kind of glad it's always deserted though.

[Not taking it to heart indeed; he chooses to ignore that for now, in favor of focusing on that last statement, there.]

Are you?

[It shouldn't come as any sort of surprise, really; Isaac's never been terribly social. At the same time, Kimblee usually doesn't directly think of him as avoiding social situations entirely; he knows that it's very rare that Isaac posts to the network, but...

...huh.]

I don't have to deal with other people here. I like having some space, you know?

[Obviously Kimblee is an exception, but outside of Kimblee and Emmy, he doesn't seek very many people out for company. Social is hard and no one understands, etc.]

Well, yes, I've gathered that much. And I can't say I disagree entirely, given that I wanted to live up in this area in the first place; the solitude is nice, in some ways.

It really is.

[He's silent for a moment, glancing away. Speaking of that...]

So I... guess you and Archer reconciled.

[It's about time we discussed this, man. :| ]

Yes, something like that.

[...ugh, what is it with everyone and trying to ~discuss~ things with him lately

everyone knows that it's only okay to press uncomfortable topics when he's doing the pressing, otherwise just let him be avoidant

given that he usually isn't avoidant, would it kill you people to just let him do it when he feels like being that way]

[lol no.]

"Something like that"? He's living with [...us?] you, so I'd hope you guys are getting along again.

[Though considering how much of a bitch he is, Isaac really wouldn't be surprised if he just sort of showed up and claimed this house in the name of Archer or something.]

[oh ffs]

I'd think that much would be obvious, then - surely you don't think I would allow such a thing if we weren't getting along, as that would defeat the purpose of having ended our -

[UH...................]

- working relationship in the first place.

[Thank you for clarifying.....]

Well, you never really tell him no. I figured he just showed up and decided to stay.

[Not that you're a pushover or anything! He just uses you as a doormat. :| ]

I guess it's good that you guys are getting along again.

[If only because you're less of a wreck now.]

[Yes, well, you need to tell him when things aren't obvious; he's not a mind-reader, Isaac.

...nor is he a doormat or a wreck, thank you very much!]

And do you really think I would let him do something like that? I wouldn't allow it, Isaac.

If he was really bothering you, no, you wouldn't.

[...But come on, man. He's seen the way you two work. It's kind of creepy. You're never usually that compliant. Right?]

Well, then, I hardly see the issue.

[WHAT ARE YOU EVEN GETTING AT]

I just wanted to make sure everything was fine.

[Because you sure as hell wouldn't tell him otherwise.]

And you think I wouldn't say anything otherwise?

[...Kimblee, honey, no, please don't make it that easy.]

Yes.

[ :| You tried...]

[................ :| ]

You are rather aware that I don't need anyone's protection, aren't you?

I didn't say anything about protection.

[.....................yeah okay even he's not that socially dumb.]

...I know you don't. I just worry about you sometimes.

[...he just got over having this argument with Archer. Apparently he needs to have it with you as well. Lovely.]

And yet you just acknowledged that I don't require anyone else's protection. You have nothing to worry about.

It's not something I can just stop worrying about. You mean a lot to me and I don't want you to get hurt; I'm just interested in your well-being.

[Sorry! But Isaac's really not seeing what the big deal is.]

[...all right, that expression usually implies that Isaac has no idea what's going on. Just. Let him try to find a way to reword this.]

And what makes you think I wouldn't look out for my own well-being?

You will. I know that. It's...

[Really difficult to explain, hang on.]

Look, I know you're not going to do anything stupid that would put you in harm's way. You always know what you're doing and who you're dealing with. I'm not saying there's any logical reason behind me worrying, because there isn't. It's not really something I have any control of though, despite knowing that you won't do anything to put yourself at risk. Is that better?

[He's paranoid okay, leave him alone.]

[>dealing with Kimblee, rider of steelsnakes and creator of some disturbingly destructive alchemy
>"knowing" he's not going to do anything stupid that will put him in harm's way
>lol you]

And what is it that you're so worried about, exactly?

[You knew what you were doing! Besides, this is coming from the king of masochists who fights his Kabutops on a daily basis so......]

Seeing you get hurt. It doesn't matter whether that's physically or emotionally, I don't want it to happen.

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