Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24304510-20140625044905/@comment-24296957-20140625230514

Amet, while waiting for the rest of the group, thought back to earlier. What he said, what he did...it wasn't right. But he was at his wit's end, and didn't know what else to do. he was afraid for Ophelia. He reflected on her actions. And he didn't like the road they led to. It came to the point where he couldn't hold it in any longer. Quickly searching about the room, he found a piece of paper, a rubber band, and a pen. In a hurridly fashion, Amet wrote out a letter.

Ophelia,

''  I can't bar myself from thinking about what I did to you before. And I don't feel it was fair. My actions, my speech, none of it. but know that I was only trying to show you what this world really was like. How fighting is no longer an option, but a nessecisty. I thought, if I were to show you the cold, then you would come running back to the warmth. I guess I was wrong.''

''  And now, I can't stop. My thoughts about you have consumed me, and I am riddled with guilt. I have reflected on your actions in response to mine. And I am worried about what I might have or will cause unto you. Please, Ophelia, I care for your health and safety deeply. I could not live with myself knowing I ended a flower's careful bloom. Please, come back to me - come fight with me. So that I am with you to protect and train you. So you can live, and survive.''

  Amet.

After putting down the pen, Amet sighed and held his head in his hands. If this was the right thing, he would never know. But he had to take a chance.

"Fenice," Ame said to his Fletchling, strapping the parcel to the bird, "I need you to take this to Opfelia, back in the Pokemon Center.  Please, be as quick as you can - Tailwind your way there and back.  Go forth, Fenice, with the winds at your back!"

And with that, the bird flew off the way they came, and Amet was left alone in the room again.