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〝 Care? Why, I am only making an observation. I am indifferent towards your thinking and decisions. 〞
"Why do YOU even care anyways?"
〝 Hm…that is what they all say. 〞
"Eh, happened before, it's no biggie."
〝 Ah, so you do not see an issue in being used for someone else’s personal gain. Not surprised. 〞
"Okay... and?" "I'm not seein' an issue with somethin' like that."
"𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐛𝐲.“ | #Kirbyrp | #Nintendorp | #MVRP | "𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲!"
〝 Potentially…it would most likely use you as another vessel. 〞
❪ A firm nod, looking to the side. ❫ 〝 And yourself. Even your own wellbeing matters. 〞
"O-Of course! Anything to help my friends, right?"
〝 It is natural for the past to come back to haunt others, but use that as fuel to persist. 〞 ❪ Raimundo is sadly a little desensitized due to his younger years. He’s seen…horrors. ❫
"R-Right! I'm just having thoughts of... last time I saw Dark Matter..." *The dee shivered...* "I'd rather not transform into a Waddle Doo again this time around..."
〝 You young ones remind me of how I fought when I was younger. Very tenacious, even when hope is dwindling.. Though you all have it easier to some extent. The predecessors were much worse.. 〞
〝 Because the evil is persistent. Though what matters most is how we handle it, yes? Do not let surprise steer you away from the safety of this planet. 〞
"I-I suppose?" "But... Why now of all times?"
〝 They all had to come from a predecessor, no? 〞
"B-But I thought Dark Matter, and... by extension Zero, was destroyed!" "W-Was I wrong?"
〝 Hm…Dark Matter will always be around, it’s been since my years as a general. 〞
⠀ ❪ Lifting his mask and wiping at his face. He just got off a call with his son…it felt so refreshing to hear from him again. ❫ ⠀
⚡KRACKO when the burn scar so disfiguring the eyelid don’t work no mo 🥀
⠀ ❪ Raimundo finally gave her eye contact after a while, he focused his gaze more on the bowl previously. Behind his eye was pure softness, something a father would give to their child. The other was a prosthetic, so it couldn’t do much, he could barely blink on that side ❫ 〝 That is great.. 〞 ⠀
When she heard his voice shake, her eyes softened. She sat beside him and nodded. "I understand how hard that must be. Things... just aren't the way they used to be. I'll visit you more - bring you a home cooked meal and keep you company." She then gave a shy smile. "If that's okay, of course."
⠀ ❪ Quietly observing a framed photo in his hands. ❫ ⠀
⠀ ❪ The moment he ate a spoonful, he froze. Just…silently taking the flavor and the fact that he hasn’t eaten anything this good in a long time. The vulnerability was now easily visible on his scarred, tired face. When he spoke again, it shook. ❫ 〝 Thank you, Stela. I…live alone. 〞 ⠀
Stela finished cooking as quickly aa she could, pouring the noodles into a bowl, then the vegetables with the broth and some herbs. While bringing it over, she didn't outwardly acknowledge that the knight lifted his mask. "This soup will be easy on your stomach." Then, she handed the bowl to him.
⠀ ❪ The knight would wait silently, slowly lifting his mask as she began to prepare the soup. Raimundo didn’t mind if she saw, and how would he eat anyway? His face would be a sign of what he survived against. ❫ ⠀
No, no. For her, that simply wouldn't do. "Give me a few minutes at most, okay?" Immediately after, Stela went inside to grab some ingredients and started preparing a soup right away. She cut some vegetables & cooked them in chicken broth before preparing noodles in a pot of boiling water.
⠀ ❪ Returning his hands to his sides before speaking, reaching under the mask to wipe at his face. ❫ 〝 I have not eaten properly for months…nor have I slept well. The nightmares are more intense, unfortunately. 〞 ⠀
His words took her by surprise, pulling her out of this determination for just a moment as she let go. "I just... say and do what I feel is right, and Meta Knight is important to me too." And so she'd carry this burden for his father. "Anyway... you need rest. And have you eaten today?"
⠀ ❪ The moment his hand came into contact with hers, he quickly looked over. Even through the visor, he was visibly tired, weak, and very much holding himself together. For his son… His gaze softened upon the other, patting her hand gently as his voice shook. ❫ 〝 You have a beautiful soul… 〞 ⠀
Seeing Raimundo in this vulnerable state and hearing his words brought something out of her heart. Stela immediately kneeled down at his level, taking his hand in both of hers. Her voice was soft but determined, her gaze on him. "This nightmare will end, and we will get your son back. I promise."
⠀ ❪ A sigh, weak and shaky around the edges. Raimundo quickly darted his eyes away, he hasn’t eaten properly ever since, which has been a good while. He didn’t take her hand, afraid he’ll crumble. ❫ 〝 He’s the only family I have left. I want to see him ALIVE by the time it’s all over. Or… 〞 ⠀
Her eyes widened a bit when she heard his relation to the knight, and she held a hand out. "I know, it's... not good, but him and I have met and got along well, and I want to get him back just as much as you do." She then sighed, her arm lowering. "I'll do my best to make sure he's okay."
⠀ 〝 Raimundo Vasquez, I am Meta Knight’s father. The current situation is… 〞 ❪ He trailed off, clenching his fists before taking a deep breath, which was accompanied by a growl. Safe to say he wasn’t happy, but also anxious. ❫ ⠀
Stela noticed the shift in his voice, and she knew she had to see his garden one day. She nodded faintly, her expression gentle. "Absolutely, we will. Oh, and my name is Stela. It's nice to meet you."
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