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rerailing[A century is hard for most people to imagine; usually, one is lucky if they get even a fraction of that to live, to make the most of, and to make some sort of living out of. It's a drive that's supposed to push people to make something of themselves so that perhaps they're remembered for eternity, so in a way, they never truly die.
For Calem, it's his daily life, and some days falling into that obscurity sounds deeply appealing.
He doesn't have that luxury, though; he fell into it to an extent when he decided to quit challenging gyms and after time had allowed Team Flare's machinations to fall into some semblance of obscurity, simply becoming an understudy under Miss Valerie for a portion of his life. He learned much about the world, through her and through his own research into such things, and he had promised himself something. That he wouldn't simply wait for a beautiful world to be built; that with time and a gentle hand, perhaps he could see the world be made more beautiful, and inspire others to do the same. Valerie had found that admirable, and taught him all she could while he worked under her. He couldn't have been more thankful for the opportunity and endorsement, even if it took him a while to get a better idea of his dream.
And keep his immortality a secret, but that lasted a solid decade before the ladies of the gym caught on; he could only excuse it as a 'solid beauty routine' for so long before having to answer, at least to them, what had taken place down there that day and just the reason that he'd decided to withdraw largely from the world and from most of the people he knew. But it wasn't until a few years later that Calem decided to explore the world on his own terms, and try to bring his vision into reality.
And so for a few decades, Calem traveled the land. He sought to learn everything he could in an attempt to ignore the world aging around him, to fill a fast growing void that threatened to consume him with grief at all he had taken from him. There was much in the vast world to see and do, and so much more to learn, and for a while? Everything was good. Sure, there were plenty of times that he questioned if perhaps Lysandre had a point, in meeting some of the people he did, but he did endeavor to enjoy life and everything was fine.
All of that changed one day, when he received a rather devastating call; that Valerie's health was failing her, and that they had nobody else to turn to to manage Laverre City's gym.
Calem only had himself to blame for being so soft-hearted; it was a terrible habit of his.
But he settled back into life leading the fairy type gym, even after Valerie's passing. Though over time, he's made some changes; it's one part a gym, one part a workshop for Calem's clothing. Something he takes pride in is the ability to make clothes that he hopes will bring out the inner beauty of those wearing it, and truly, it's something he's become famed for over the years. But he still served as a challenge for those who wished to complete their gym challenge, and Calem's position was one he took pride in, even if he found it constraining and painful to be reminded of.
Really, today is like every other; Calem's long out of bed this morning, getting started on a few of today's projects when one of his partners comes to him. Many of his Pokemon over the years have fallen to time, which is why he became fond of those who had long lifespans; his darling Mimikyu, in a high quality costume of his own making, is the one who greets him and brings him out of his work, gesturing for him to follow.]
Do we have a visitor? That's..odd; I don't believe I was expecting anyone today. [A challenger, perhaps? Hm.] Well, no use in keeping them waiting. Shall we?
[It'll only take him a moment to get downstairs to greet whoever it is in the entrance area; just who or what could be visiting him? He's not sure, but at the very least, he won't be rude. Surely this won't go pear-shaped, as Mimikyu gets the door to let whoever their guest in is.]
For Calem, it's his daily life, and some days falling into that obscurity sounds deeply appealing.
He doesn't have that luxury, though; he fell into it to an extent when he decided to quit challenging gyms and after time had allowed Team Flare's machinations to fall into some semblance of obscurity, simply becoming an understudy under Miss Valerie for a portion of his life. He learned much about the world, through her and through his own research into such things, and he had promised himself something. That he wouldn't simply wait for a beautiful world to be built; that with time and a gentle hand, perhaps he could see the world be made more beautiful, and inspire others to do the same. Valerie had found that admirable, and taught him all she could while he worked under her. He couldn't have been more thankful for the opportunity and endorsement, even if it took him a while to get a better idea of his dream.
And keep his immortality a secret, but that lasted a solid decade before the ladies of the gym caught on; he could only excuse it as a 'solid beauty routine' for so long before having to answer, at least to them, what had taken place down there that day and just the reason that he'd decided to withdraw largely from the world and from most of the people he knew. But it wasn't until a few years later that Calem decided to explore the world on his own terms, and try to bring his vision into reality.
And so for a few decades, Calem traveled the land. He sought to learn everything he could in an attempt to ignore the world aging around him, to fill a fast growing void that threatened to consume him with grief at all he had taken from him. There was much in the vast world to see and do, and so much more to learn, and for a while? Everything was good. Sure, there were plenty of times that he questioned if perhaps Lysandre had a point, in meeting some of the people he did, but he did endeavor to enjoy life and everything was fine.
All of that changed one day, when he received a rather devastating call; that Valerie's health was failing her, and that they had nobody else to turn to to manage Laverre City's gym.
Calem only had himself to blame for being so soft-hearted; it was a terrible habit of his.
But he settled back into life leading the fairy type gym, even after Valerie's passing. Though over time, he's made some changes; it's one part a gym, one part a workshop for Calem's clothing. Something he takes pride in is the ability to make clothes that he hopes will bring out the inner beauty of those wearing it, and truly, it's something he's become famed for over the years. But he still served as a challenge for those who wished to complete their gym challenge, and Calem's position was one he took pride in, even if he found it constraining and painful to be reminded of.
Really, today is like every other; Calem's long out of bed this morning, getting started on a few of today's projects when one of his partners comes to him. Many of his Pokemon over the years have fallen to time, which is why he became fond of those who had long lifespans; his darling Mimikyu, in a high quality costume of his own making, is the one who greets him and brings him out of his work, gesturing for him to follow.]
Do we have a visitor? That's..odd; I don't believe I was expecting anyone today. [A challenger, perhaps? Hm.] Well, no use in keeping them waiting. Shall we?
[It'll only take him a moment to get downstairs to greet whoever it is in the entrance area; just who or what could be visiting him? He's not sure, but at the very least, he won't be rude. Surely this won't go pear-shaped, as Mimikyu gets the door to let whoever their guest in is.]
