Etoile - Kleon
For Arc Event IV, Act 1 - Lost In Time
Leonard could only stare, his voice dead in his throat.
The male Swanna stared back. His dark eyes were cold and inhospitable, piercing Leonard with their glare.
Why did Leonard rememeber those eyes?
Why was their glare tearing him into pieces from the inside?
Why was he so afraid?
The Swanna, concluding that he wasn't getting a reply, turned to leave. "Tch, idiot..."
Leonard wasn't sure how long he stood frozen after the Swanna had walked away. His body was simultaneously numb and cold, refusing to heed any orders of moving. Distorted faces full of anger and disdain flashed in his head, and even though he didn't recognize any of them, he felt their judgement strangling him. There was yelling; insults and threats, each worse than the one before. Hands grabbing and shoving him - their touch violent, hateful. They didn't want to touch him, but they had to.
To throw him out.
To tell him to never come back.
Across the circus grounds, past the trailers, through the Etoile car until he was in his room. He slammed the door shut and leaned against the nearest wall, sliding down against it as strength left his legs. There was pain in his chest worse than he had ever felt before, making him curl up into a tight ball. He gripped his head, as if he could somehow tear out the terrible yells echoing in his skull.
Tear out the memory of those dark eyes staring at him with such indignation.
Nothing like the eyes that belonged to his best friend.
about time Leonard got some memories back, that lazy scrub-
Alolan Marowak / Pokémon (c) Nintendo
Kleon & art (c) me
if this is memory 1 im not prepared for how he gets any other memories jfc.
Dang it, you're almost making me feel bad for him!