Post by Morty on Aug 7, 2016 2:50:43 GMT
It was so frustrating. The absolute lack of any clarity – any absolute sense in a single one of Morty’s visions was almost starting to tip his calm disposition off the edge. He may not have really shown many signs of irritation, or vexation, but he certainly wasn’t internally calm about this. His visions were not only important to him, but important to many people he held dear and the entirety of his precious city. The mystic seer’s visions had prevented many terrible things from happening. They were so very important.
And yet, his almost stoic demeanour remained. He sat, deep in thought, in his gym. Still desperately trying to make sense of the fragments he called a vision. It was the early hours of the morning – Morty always woke up early, he liked to have time to himself before having to open his gym to challengers. Disturbing the silence, he heard the sound of knocking come from the gym door. A very loud, very familiar knock.
Eusine.
But the real question was, why hadn’t Morty already seen that he’d be having a familiar visitor today? That was usually something that was easy to see. He got up to answer the call – well, knock.
“Good morning, Eusine. Up early, I see?” He adjusted his headband as he spoke to keep any stray hair away from his face. He figured it would be the typical loud, waking up the whole city to talk about Suicune routine. The act was getting old, but still. Knowing that Eusine was doing okay was enough reason to listen to him talk about Suicune for hours.
And yet, his almost stoic demeanour remained. He sat, deep in thought, in his gym. Still desperately trying to make sense of the fragments he called a vision. It was the early hours of the morning – Morty always woke up early, he liked to have time to himself before having to open his gym to challengers. Disturbing the silence, he heard the sound of knocking come from the gym door. A very loud, very familiar knock.
Eusine.
But the real question was, why hadn’t Morty already seen that he’d be having a familiar visitor today? That was usually something that was easy to see. He got up to answer the call – well, knock.
“Good morning, Eusine. Up early, I see?” He adjusted his headband as he spoke to keep any stray hair away from his face. He figured it would be the typical loud, waking up the whole city to talk about Suicune routine. The act was getting old, but still. Knowing that Eusine was doing okay was enough reason to listen to him talk about Suicune for hours.
