Meka shook her head. "You scaredy cats are terrified of
everything!" She wailed in complaint. "I'm fine, see? What's the
deal?" She floated over to the key, internally rolling her eyes at
Fortem.
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"I get that you're excited...but this is the first temple. It's
lucky that this one is so short...and simple." Yung sighed. "Heaven
knows what could be thrown our way." He knew Mew can be extremely
childish. So he just paid it no mind. "That key may get us into the
next room..."
"Well we're not!" He snapped for once. "You only thought about
yourself, causeing the rest of us to get hurt!" He glared at her.
"One day, you're gonna get in trouble, and no one will be there to
help you!"
The sigh was irritating. She gained the reputation of being
childish so much, it was starting to actually get offensive. Maybe
she should do something about it! You want childish? Fine! She went
over to Yung and whacked him sharply in the face with her tail. She
ignored the Lycanroc, she'd already decided she had no respect for
him and his cowardly antics.
"You have no respect for anyone! Im surprised people have put up
with you for this long." Fortem would probably regret this later,
but he wasn't gonna lie, it felt really good to get all his
annoyance and anger out of his system. "And you respect this
pokemon, the one who's helped us get this far?" He gestured at
Yung, a pokemon he'd come to respect insanely. "The lives of other
pokemon are all fun and games to you!" He glared at her, refusing
to look away.
*Blade gave Meka an irritated glance, but didn’t say anything, he
didn’t want to get involved, he rubbed his leg again*
Your local humanoid arachnid of unidentifiable species
“Look, all I’m saying is, I’d commit Arson, but if there’s a Spider
in that house, I’m saving it”
-Spyder
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He simply grabbed the tail and threw Mew behind him. No intent on
damage, it was like he was letting the attack ride over him. He
never uttered the words out loud but whatever, she probably read
his mind. He wasn't going to take flak from anybody. Not after so
many years of dealing with nonsense. Aura was a very useful
technique in that regard. "Anyways. Let's take that key and keep
going." He picked up the key and opened the door. "Respect is
earnt. I doubt any Mew would ever come to respect me. It's just
their nature. Their playfulness towards life." He had seen way too
much to get annoyed. "It's how it is"
Meka rolled her eyes as she looked at him, not really taking
offense to anything he said. "Well, yeah. Sorry if it makes you
mad, but my whole life I've never had to worry about anyone other
than myself. Don't talk to me about disrespect, then try to blame
all your problems on me. You have a family, and you can't even
impress them! You are constantly judged, and I don't blame them.
Don't tell me who I should and shouldn't respect, no one is the
boss of me!" She used aura sphere on the lycanroc after snapping
this in his face.
Suddenly, Meka understood what Phia meant when she got angry over
this stuff. People judge the entire mew race based on the
reputation Mew's had with fun and childish games. They get mad over
racism, and racial unfairness, but they practice it over the single
most powerful pokemon! This is why she never kept friends, this is
why her friendships never lasted long. the real reason. Her voice
was colder than ice. "What make you think I'd face any trials with
you...disrespectful traitors who I barely know?" She bolted out of
the temple. "Go without me, punks!"
"Makes sense, what you said." Fortem snarled, his face bleeding
from the attack, but he didn't care. "That you never had to care
about anyone but yourself. No wonder you're such a brat. At least
I'm trying to improve." He spat, and refused to attack back, not
wanting to give her the satisfaction (besides, his moves weren't
very good anyway). Lives were important! If this pokemon saw lives
as a game, even he, who was cowardly, was better than her.
Sure, he was a coward, but he wasn't apathetic about others, and
he'd much rather be the former. He turned to Yung, ignoring the
mew, and closing his ears vertically. "You lead the way."
Fortem watched the mew leave. Good, he thought. The mew
didn't annoy him because she was a mew, no. It was that extreme
apathy. Fortem was the opposite, weak, but empathetic to the
extreme. He sniffed the corridor ahead. It smelled like plants,
just like the rest of the temple.
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He just sighed. Mew can be wise...at the same time...childlike
behaviour can shows. It was just like that sometimes. Life has to
keep moving after all. No matter how much he wished for everyone to
just put aside their differences at just. work. together. It's why
he's lost faith in many. Too many to count. "...We end the first
temple...here and now." He entered with those that remained
Except, that was exactly the problem. Mews acted this way, because
their whole lives, they lived in a way that forced them to care
more about themselves than others. It wasn't their fault, and it
was understandable that they didn't care for others as much, and
could get angry when problems were forced upon them. If other
pokemon couldn't understand that, then they deserved no respect
from her. They could think whatever they wanted, but even her
child-like mind could sense a toxic relationship when someone was
quick to judge like that.
Fortem, still grumpy and ticked off, carefully followed Yung into
what might be the final room of the temple, and had a look around,
using his powerful nose to sniff the place. He pushed the thought
of Meka aside, and wondered who had built the place, and the
golems.
Winter was still back at the camp when he noticed a rather
triggered-looking Mew flying back into the camp. Meka landed next
to him, starting to fidget with the berries. Something had clearly
pissed her off, which seemed hard to do, and he felt sorry for his
new friend. He went to sit beside her. "Are you okay?"