Meet the Ajagara-Griffith (Half) Siblings!

Raman Ajagara, is the 20 year old son of Iris Ajagara and Cilan Griffith. He was born while the two were dating in the early years of their relationship. Though, after some time, Cilan wanted to propose to Iris, to complete what he had thought they were missing. Iris had to turn him down, while a relationship worked for them (with her being able to leave for two months training and come back) being married and tied down was not something Iris could ever see herself doing. she knew she couldn’t provide Cilan with the marital life he truly wanted, so they called it off shortly after. They still remain big parts of each others lives and love each other dearly. Raman would often bounce between them in visits, but primarily stayed with his mother at the Opelucid gym. He gets along well with Cilan, as Cilan had no issues with how strong-willed and adventurous he was, though, Raman never truly cared for the ‘proper gentleman’ lessons Cilan would often lecture him with. He did, in fact, take quite the liking to dragon type Pokemon like his mother, but by no means wanted to become a master. He spends his days now out in the wild. He is a Pokemon Ranger in training and spends days researching Pokemon to better help them when they’re in need.

After a couple years, Cilan moved on. Burgundy and him spent a considerable amount of time together at the academy and eventually got hitched. Not even a year later, Genevieve (Gene, she prefers) was born. She wants to be a connoiseusse like her parents and currently goes to the academy. She works part time at a cafe waiting tables, something she is good at but she can also get a little heated with the customers. She has an attitude, like her mother and can be a bit of a snob, but she has a kind heart when you shed the barrier she constantly has up.

The two of them get along to an extent. They don’t get to see each other too often now that they are older (16 and 20) but they enjoy the company when they get the chance. Gene can often find that Raman is not ‘refined’ as he should be as a grown man, while Raman thinks she has a stick up her ass and needs to loosen up. Gene actually tries to set up Raman on dates when he’s in town, thinking a woman might actually do him good. He always goes on the dates in courtesy for his sister, but never really commits to anyone.

Reassurance (Ikarishipping drabble)

(hi i’m at work, have some unplanned writing. i’m really high on ikarishipping atm)

After a few years, it still all seemed unnatural to her. The idea of what they were and how they came to be this way was something she never would have expected, not by a long shot. Was it some power of the cosmos? The stars shifted into place to create an anomaly in balance of human composition? It was odd.

               “We’ve been doing this for a while now.” Paul commented. He was merely answering her question beforehand. She had asked him why he chose to stay this way, ‘With her’, as she put it.  It wasn’t the answer she was looking for—hardly. No surprises though. Paul had always been a curt, to-the-point person…except when it involved his own feelings.

               “I know,” Dawn replied, sipping from her mug. Dawn decided they talk somewhere quiet, but she didn’t want to be confined in their bedroom. Paul was confused, but didn’t argue, and followed her to a café a few blocks from their building. “I just…never asked you before. It’s always been in the back of my mind.”

               “Are you unhappy?” He asked, leaning back in his chair. Dawn shook her head. She wasn’t unhappy, not even close. Sure, they’ve had rough patches, the occasional spat here and there…but nothing worth being unhappy about. Dawn and Paul were completely different people in almost every regard, but they had a great respect for each other and those differences.

               “I think,” Dawn pursed her lips, trying to word what she wanted to say. “I’m more transparent than you, so I know it’s more obvious to you how I’m feeling—how I felt—before this.” She paused, staring down at her tea. She wrapped her hands around it and felt its warmth. “You, on the other hand, have not. Not that it’s bad, don’t get me wrong, I just can’t understand why YOU of all people—out of us two, specifically—made the decision to start this.”

               Paul sat up in his chair, his face like stone. Dawn knew by know that that was his ‘thinking’ face. Which was usually the expression plastered on his face most of the time. He was always in thought, never out in the open for anyone to see. Occasionally Dawn saw more than this, she had a feeling she was of the very few that have ever witnessed other parts of Paul.

               “Sorry to pick your brain like this.” Dawn smiled. She understood how hard it was for him to convey feeling. Until she really got to know him, she figured he was a robot of some kind. Paul had fans, being one of the better known trainers in Sinnoh for his abilities, but the guy had the charisma of a cardboard box. He was a hard one to crack; Dawn wasn’t so sure she even made a dent yet.

               “I don’t know.” He said finally.


               “My answer. I don’t know why.”

               “You have no idea why you wanted to date me.” Dawn quirked her brow. “Nothing? No reason at all?”

               “Do I need a reason?” Paul shared eye contact with her. Dawn tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and averted her gaze.

               “I-I mean…I guess not…” But Dawn knew why she wanted to be with him. Something about his aura…being around him made her feel motivated. He always had his way of doing things, but his nose was always to the grindstone. He never stopped reaching for what he wanted; it radiated confidence, thus, growing some confidence within her. He was always there to snap her out of funk. He was never a talker, but always listened. A few moments passed and Paul let out a defeated sigh.

               “You stabilize me.” He admitted. Dawn shot him a look of concern. She wasn’t entirely sure what he meant by that. It almost sounded unhealthy. “You’re there. It keeps me calm. Something like that.” Paul said rather quickly.

               “Oh.” Dawn was surprised. Not really what she expected, but it was an answer. A Paul answer. She smiled, reaching his hand that rested upon the table. “Thanks.”

               “No problem.” He conceded. “Is that all you wanted?”

               “Yes,” Dawn said softly, “Just wanted some reassurance, that’s all.”

               “I thought there was ‘No need to worry’.” Dawn let out a small laugh at his comment. Maybe she was looking too far into something that wasn’t there. What she was worried about would never truly have a concrete answer, just because she was with Paul didn’t make any difference. Sometimes emotions cannot be explained, they’re just another unexplained force in this world. Paul was here, and from what she saw, he was here to stay. He always came back after months of travel, even without a single word spoken in that time. Things were okay, they’ve always been.

               “No need to worry.” She repeated after him. There was a small tug of a smile on Paul’s face.  His free hand fiddled with the small box inside his pocket, opening and closing it with his forefinger and thumb. He was slightly nervous about his decision beforehand, but felt confident in it now.  Dawn had a way of making things clear to him, even if she didn’t try.

               “Do you want to head home?” He asked, wanting to do the deed in private. Dawn rubbed her thumb over his fingers gently.

               “Sure.” She agreed, taking him by hand.