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located in Kanto Region, a part of Pokémon: Atonement, one of the many universes on RPG.

Kanto Region

The Kanto region: filled with various pokémon and nefarious deeds.

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Character Portrait: Eryk Nero Character Portrait: Cyrilla Niav
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May 17th
The Cloyster - Early Evening - Overcast
Cyrilla Klein


Cyrilla sighed softly as she ran her hand through Diva's tuft of fur, earning a short huff of approval from the lycanroc. It'd been almost a week since she talked with Mel, and it had been rather enlightening. She understood what Mel was saying, and honestly, she couldn't really blame Kas for acting the way he was. If she'd had hangups, she'd probably be doing the same thing. Still, it didn't make it hurt any less, but she could at least weather it a little better. At least she hoped she could, especially since her birthday. She couldn't tell if he was avoiding her or not, but... well, she hoped he wasn't.

She certainly wasn't helping, either, if the way she was acting was anything to go by. Cyrilla wasn't used to these kinds of things, these kinds of emotions. She and Eryk had to deaden themselves to such things at such a young age that it was surprising to learn they could even feel what they did, now.

A soft growling sound pulled Cyrilla from her thoughts as Noctis appeared, glancing at her and Diva before rolling his eyes. “He's not going to take your spot, if that's what you're worried about," she stated, purposefully tussling Diva's mane as the lycanroc let out a short bark of disapproval. Noctis, however, made his way towards the front door, causing Cyrilla to think that maybe Kas was coming home already. He'd stayed at the office a little late, presumably to finish up some things.

She needed to find a way to approach him, though, to talk to him about that night in April. She really meant everything she told Mel, but finding a way to tell Kas was proving to be a little more difficult than it should. Sighing softly, she prepared herself mentally as well as she could. She would talk to him tonight; she had to or else she might not find the courage again. At least not for awhile. The door opened, however; it was Noctis who opened it, and huffed slightly.

“Hey, Kas..." she immediately called out, eyes widening slightly when the person turned out to be Eryk, and not Kas. “Ryk? What brings you here?" she asked a little dumbfoundedly. “Not that you can't be here; this was your home at one time, too."

Eryk just gave her a flat look before placing a hand on Noctis' head and making his way towards her. “I'm here to talk to you," he responded as he took a seat on the couch on the left side of the one she was sitting by on the floor. Pokemon weren't allowed on the couch, but sometimes Cyrilla made exceptions. She just had to clean the couches thoroughly from their hair since Diva shed an insane amount of fur.

Eryk stared at her briefly before sighing, leaning back into his seat and resting a hand on Noctis' head when the zoroark sat on the otherside of the armrest. “Kas told me the both of you slept together," he stated as bluntly as ever. Cyrilla could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, however; she wasn't sure if it was because Eryk knew, or because Kas had told him. It didn't bother her that Kas told him about it, but that Eryk was coming to see her about it wasn't a good thing.

At least she didn't think it was a good thing.

“We did," she confirmed, glancing down at her feet. “Look, I know you said not to—"

“I'm not here to chastise you or get angry, Cy," he said in a soft tone. It wasn't one Cyrilla ever heard him use. “I'm here to ask what you want," he continued, keeping his gaze with hers when she finally glanced back up. “As it stands, our contract is still in effect; you and I are engaged," he began, causing something to pull in her chest.

“I know," she replied softly.

“So what do you want to do about it?" he asked, causing her to furrow her brows in confusion.

“Ryk... you know I can't," she began once the meaning finally dawned on her. “If I did, that would put you at risk for Marah and Katia. I made a promise to you that I wouldn't let you suffer like that," she continued. She could see Eryk's lip twitch a little upward.

“You're not answering the question, Cy. What. Do. You. Want?" he put an emphasis on the last word as he spoke slowly. She pursed her lips together. What did she want?

She wanted a lot of things. She wanted to quit NTR and start a new life. She wanted to be open with the people she cared about, and not have to lie to Ana. Even now, thinking about it, they weren't really lying to her. What they were doing was keeping the secret that they befriended her because their boss thought she was a psychic. Cyrilla didn't think they would have grown so fond of her, or that Eryk would come to fall in love with her.

What she wanted was Kas. What she wanted was to clear up whatever misunderstanding they had so that she could tell him how she felt. She wasn't as naive as she used to be; she knew that the chance she was taking wouldn't be easy, and that if, somehow he shared the same sentiment, they were going to have to work for it. As much as she did want to be with him, she knew her own insecurities well enough that it might occasionally create problems. They might argue, they might fight, but... well, wasn't that just part of working it out? Of putting out all of their thoughts and feelings so they could work through them together?

Cyrilla didn't know the first thing about how relationships worked, but she knew that each one was different. She could see it in Mel and Drake's, in Ana and Ryk's. They were all in love, but they were each different in their own ways. What worked for Eryk and Ana might not work for Mel and Drake, and vice versa.

“What about you, though? If Marah finds out... you know she'll stop at nothing to bring Katia back into the mix. You know she'll try and make things hard for you so that you'll have no choice but to accept her. Ryk... I love you. You mean the world to me," she started, furrowing her brows slightly. “I did this because you're my first and last friend. You're my brother and I don't want you to suffer in an arrangement with Katia."

He smiled softly.

“But what about you, Cy? You're suffering either way you look at it, too. If push comes to shove, you'd be married to me. You'd still be part of NTR and you won't be able to start a new life. You'd be chained to the family again." He was right, and they both knew it. As much as she wanted all of those things, she'd be forced back into the family after she fought so hard to get out of it.

“It's alright to be selfish, Cy. Whatever you chose, I won't think any less of you. I'm..." he paused as if he were unsure how to say what he wanted to, and Cyrilla felt a strange sort of panic well in her chest. “I'm proud of you, for the person you are becoming."

He was...

“I'm proud of you, too, Ryk. You're... you're almost like how you used to be, and I think I know why," she replied softly, feeling a warmth behind her eyes. “As much as I love you, I don't want to marry you. I don't want to be part of the family again, and I don't want to have to stay with NTR."

“Alright," he stated, holding out his hand. “We'll consider our engagement null. We both want different things, now... and I don't want this to be something that holds either of us back. Just so you know... about Kas," he began, trailing off a little as he arched a brow at Cyrilla. “You have my blessings." Cyrilla gave him a dumbfounded look. She was sure she was, because her eyes were slightly wide and she could feel a strange bubbling sensation in her chest.

“Oh? Thanks dad," she retorted, causing Ryk to huff slightly in what she assumed was a chuckle. She laughed softly as well, however; the look she gave him was serious. “Even if it's null, even if we're breaking it," she began, referring to their engagement. “Let's not tell Marah, or anyone else in the family. If they get wind of it, you know she'll be on you like a houndoom on a bone. For now, let's keep it to ourselves, and... maybe our friends."

If Marah found out, there's no telling what she would do, but it wouldn't be good.

He huffed slightly but nodded his head. “Alright. Besides, it's not like they would go tell our family what we're doing. They... dislike them as much as we do," he stated, a small grin—at least Cyrilla thought it was a grin—forming on his lips.

“That's because our friends actually love us, though I'm not sure why. We can't be good for their health," Cyrilla stated as she smiled at Ryk. He just rolled his eyes, though, as Cyrilla stood from the floor. “You should get back to Ana, though. I'm sure she misses you already for being gone so long. Did you even tell her you were coming here?" she asked, arching a brow in his direction. Eryk just gave her a flat look.

“I'm not a complete idiot, Cy. She knows why I'm here; I told her about it," he responded dryly.

“You told her about us?" Cyrilla asked as she blinked slowly at him.

“Yes. She also knows the reason why we did it, and she understands." Ana really was a sweetheart wasn't she?

“She's a keeper, I hope you know that," Cyrilla replied, shaking her head.

He smiled.

“I know."

Smug bastard.