.009 [Action - prose] Forward-dated to midnight

[usedsuperpower]

Yeah, alright it was a little cold, but so what? It wasn't something new, really. He had been cold before, you know, it wasn't exactly warm back there in space, but this... this was a different kind of cold. There was something about it that made it different from the ever-present, never-changing cold of space. That cold hadn't been uncomfortable, it had just... been there. This cold was painful. It stung and grated at his face, the wind blew right through his clothes and his skin and into his very bones. He shuddered at the violent, icy blast of wind, but trudged relentlessly through the thick snow.

The dark streets of Violet City was deserted. Everyone was inside - in their houses, at the inn or at the PokéCenter - taking shelter from the snow, the cold and the stormy wheather. To be perfectly honest, the bright, warm light shining through the PokéCenter window was tempting, but there was no way in hell he was gonna go there. He didn't want to be with the humans, didn't want to socalize and be nice. And he didn't need the puny little human-things to survive. He was an alien. He was indestructible. He was fine out here on his own. Yeah, sure, it was a little cold maybe, but it wasn't like he was freezing or anything. He had a scarf and a jacket. A nice, warm jacket and that was all he needed.

And that was such a lie. He wasn't fine, he wasn't warm. His toes were numb and aching inside his shoes, throbbing with pain as he wiggled them to get some ciruclation and some heat. His fingers where red and swollen due to the prolonged exposure to the biting cold caused by the lack of gloves or mittens. He'd been outside since the first day he arrived there, and already then it had been cold. He had grown used to the warm summer temperature of Hawaii, and now frost was growing on his bangs. Quite a radical change in enviroment.

The wind was blowing harshly, tugging at Stitch's hair and clothes, along with the icy snowflakes that whirled around, stinging like pins and needles against his face. It forced him to keep his eyes on the ground, should he try to look up he wouldn't see a thing.
He needed somewhere to sleep, some shelter for the wind.

Not long lasted till he found his shelter, and it came in the form of narrow dead end-street, squeezed in between two houses. It was nearly devoid of light, save from the weak glow of one nearby streetlight. He stepped into the dark alley, and closed his eyes. The air was calm in there. Perfect. He slipped of his backpack and deposited it on the snowy ground, leaning back against the cold, brick wall. He could feel the icy, uneven surface through his jacket, and there was a raspy sound as the fabric was pressed against it and dragged downwards.

Finally. Some nice and quiet. No storm in here.

Stitch pulled his legs close to himself. It was... so cold. So. Goddamn. Cold. It wasn't supposed to be this cold. He wasn't supposed to be this cold. He was indestructible goddammit! Bullet-proof! Fire-proof! Cold-proof! It wasn't supposed to feel like this... He wasn't supposed to feel this at all.

He put his forehead to his knees and his hands to his face. It didn't matter that he was artificial, or indestructible. He still needed to sleep. He felt the snow melt beneath him where he sat, the resulting damp being absorbed by his jeans and then turning icy-cold.

He closed his eyes. Sighed. Tried to ignore the discomfort and banish the thoughts of a bed in a warm inn. He was just gonna... sit here.

Sit here still.

And try to sleep.




_{ooc: yeaaaahh first tl;dr for me I don't even... Anyway! Anyone in Violet who for some reason is outside at this ungoldy hour might run into this}

Comments

[justicereigns]

[Unfortunately for Stitch and his hardcore ways, Smoker wasn't about to put up with that kind of bullshit. Except from himself.]

Oi. Are you stupid or do you just have a grudge against someone in the Pokecenter? [Real question here, somewhere under all the gruff and attitude.]

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

_{[Stitch is sharply jerked out of his hard earned half-sleep, a little disoriented at first.. The glance he throws at the disturber is supposed to be threatening, but it just looks groggy.]}

Don't need human help! I'm indestructible!

[justicereigns]

You might used have been back in your own world, but they steal powers here.

So you're not anymore. And there's very little point staying in the cold.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Fuuuck.. y-you.. I.. s-superstrong.. suuupersmaart and

.. indestruct.. Cold ca-can't huuurt me..

_{[Is that a fever we see creeping up on Stitch? Why yes, yes it is.]}

[justicereigns]

Illnesses hurt anything idiot. My girlfriend used to walk through volcanos in talons because she was a bird, she's human here.

Take my word on it, get inside.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Not me.. not me. I am not human...

Look.. I'm fine.. _{[.. and his lips are turning blue and his eyes are sunken in and he can match the snow in paleness but yeah suuure he's fine]}

[justicereigns]

Have you checked a mirror recently kid? I'm normally half-smoke.

Come on. [Just picks him up. He doesn't take no for an answer.]

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

No.. I.. <sub>[Weak attempts at protest!]

[Buut realizing that it's no use, Stitch grabs his snowy backpack and lets himself be dragged up.]</sub>

What.. How smoke...?

[justicereigns]

In my world there are things known as devil fruit. If you eat one you're cursed to never swim again, but you gain a superpower, supposedly from the devil.

Mine was smoke. [Carries along and carefully gives him his jacket for now.] We're trying to find whoever took them to get them back.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

_{[He tries to ponder this but in his feverish state of mind it doesn't quite work out as planned]}

.... makes no sense. Fruit can't do..

[justicereigns]

[Laughs quietly.] That's what they all say. There's a lot of things in my world that even make THIS world we're in look tame.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Whaaat...
_{[Normally Stitch would be snapping back rude replies like there was no tomorrow about how this and that was just stupid or impossible but now... not so much. Having a fever and borderlining into pneumonia does this to you]}

you.. can't be from Earth..

[justicereigns]

That's right, I'm not.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Then whe- _{[..but before Stitch can finish he breaks out in a nasty coughing fit]}

[justicereigns]

[Runs a little faster to the Pokecenter.]

I couldn't tell you the name of my world. Just the oceans. That's how I know it's not Earth. There's a few of us from various different worlds around here.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

_{[COUGH COUGH HACK WHEEZE COUGH WHEEEEEZE]}

So you'r- _{[COUGH COUGH WHEEZE]}

[justicereigns]

An alien? Yeah. But we all are here.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

O-oka- _{[cough hack splutter wheeze okay it's over now he survived]}

...Where we g-going? _{[MISERABLE WHINE]}

[justicereigns]

Poke-Center. Hopefully you haven't caught any weird illnesses that only exist in this place because I barely remember where the human hospital is.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Pokemn... _{[OHWAIT that's where Stitch didn't want to go]}

Let me go! I'm not... not sick!

[justicereigns]

[SIGHS.]

Even if you're not, you can warm up and rest up. Is there a reason you're avoiding it?

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

_{[FRUTLESS PROTESTING]}

I.. I h-haaaatee humans!

[justicereigns]

Good thing I'm not a human then, I'm a monster marine.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

_{[Okay, no use in struggling goddammit]}

Mmmonstermarine pffff... hah... Y-you caan't.. can't get me.. Space marines failed..

[justicereigns]

Space marines?

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

_{[Here comes the delirium]}
Space mariiines... tried recapture haah-ahah.. they faiiiled..

[justicereigns]

Why? Are you a space pirate?

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Pirate ahah... pirate.. NoOo I.. just illegal..

[justicereigns]

How are you illegal?

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

I am crreated life... Created life.. tis illegal...

_{[Ooops. Had Stitch been at his senses he would not have said that]}

[justicereigns]

How's that your fault?

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

NOT my fault... It's idiot scientists fault.. I just destroyyy.. That's what I dooo..

[justicereigns]

Then destroy for good, problem solved.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Heheheee... I can't destroy for good. I am eeevil.

[justicereigns]

[Laughs.]

I've met evil, evil people don't think they're evil.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Shuddup... shuuut.. up.. I destroy and... is evil. That what I was made.. for...

[justicereigns]

Nobody's made evil.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Hah... hahaha... haaaa.. some are... I am..

[justicereigns]

Oh really then? Then what sort of evil plan are you concocting?

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

No evil plans.. Destruction and ruin.. that's all..

[justicereigns]

That's not evil, just chaotic.

Even justice in my world gives out a heavy dose of destruction in its wake. Construction itself isn't always good either.

[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

jjus... shut up.. shuuut.. up.. _{[Energy to argue: none]}

[justicereigns]

[Does without any comment.]