Baron-The-Polar-Bear

TW; Slight emeto mention April 29th, Morrigard’s birthday. He never did anything for his birthday, the last time they celebrated was when he turned 18, then he was too busy to celebrate again. He glanced at his screen, refreshing the page before returning his attention to the journal in front of him, “Ein… Zwei…” He scratched his pen against the page, “Tres, Quatro…” And again, “Go, Roku…” Once again, “Seven, Eight…” He stared at the page, the symbol didn’t look right no matter how many times he drew it, he tore the page out and crumpled it up and threw it away and looked back at his computer. What a way to spend his birthday, sitting alone in his room drinking cold coffee, waiting to see if he got a message back, and endlessly trying to recreate a symbol from his memories, “Well it’s work…” he mumbled to himself and went back to drawing, “Un, deux, san, shi, cinco, seis…” Changing the language each time kept his brain from totally shutting off at the mind numbing task. Growing

It was the holidays at the Saken household and it was the rarest occurrence, both of the children were home. Morrigard despised being home, their father welcomed him in like always but they were far from being on good terms with each other, which made the first dinner painfully awkward. The two had chosen to hide the real reason for their visit, their mother had just passed, which left Rio, her father, and Natalie, their cousin, as the only living members of the family left in Sinnoh. Morrigard stabbed at his food idly, trying to avoid eye contact with his father, “Uh, it’s really nice of you to let me stay with you…” Angel spoke up, he had joined them with Springleaf as he and Rio had to go to Kalos after christmas regardless and it would be faster to stick together. “It’s no trouble,” Their father, a bulky lucario by the name of Xander said, “All you kids are like family to me anyways, that includes Cass you know.” “Yes yes I’m aware.” Rio rubbed her scar, freshly de-stitched, it