[center][h2][color=2e3192]Indigo Samson[/color][/h2][/center]

[@A Tattooed Girl]

Indigo leaned forward in response to a force to his back, catching himself with a step forward. Maximilian spun about, lowered, practiced, between Indigo’s legs. Nails scraped against concrete. The spines erupting from his back began to shake and glow. His eyes were arched. The source of the push apologized, and Maximilian took another look. The glow dissipated. His ears and eyes took to synchronized patterns of movement, evaluating Brynn silently. The heel of one of Indigo’s black shoes patted against Maximilian’s purple, spiny hide. Maximilian stood to full height once again. Indigo lifted a leg over the Nidoran♂ and planted it beside his leg, turning about himself. His pupils dilated. She had a cap pulled backwards, a plain white shirt, and a wrinkled leather jacket over the shirt. Her breath was audible and her hair was just a tad unkempt. Indigo shook his head lightly and placed two fingers as a ‘V’ on his temple. Focus. 

She must have been running from something. Before Indigo took a step forward, the Espeon had already moved in front of him to check the mouth of the alleyway. Her body language didn’t relay a sense of danger. Indigo readjusted his frames and lowered his chin to face the girl once again.

[color=2e3192]“I know as much as you,”[/color] Indigo said. He looked to the sky again as another clap of thunder raged the scene. Time was running out. [color=2e3192]“We’ll figure it out as we go.”[/color] Was this what it was to be Rebellion?

[@DarthSeverus394]

Sam spoke volumes when the sky spoke so much louder. It wasn’t a time for a political speech, but the action warranted bravery. Then again, bravery was different from courage. If Sam was afraid of the chaos around them, he didn’t show for it. He showed empathy, extending a hand to a man with Regime attire. Furthermore not picking a fight with any Regime members that might be amongst them. It was a change of heart from the forest just days earlier. Was it the change of setting? It was difficult to think against thunder.

On their way to the compound, Indigo ran up beside of Sam and held his jaw agape a moment. [color=2e3192]“What changed your mind?”[/color] Indigo said between pants of breath, in reference to sympathizing with the Regime.

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They made their way to the compound, under guise of apocalypse. The station was in a state of fallout. The sounds of human wailing racked on Indigo’s ears, but the cries of Pokémon were nearly enough to overtake him. He knelt down. Indigo shivered, dragging his nails into the dirt. He repeatedly balled handfuls of dirt into his hand, compressing them back into the earth. His eyes stayed focused on the ground, teeth gritting together. They continued to hide behind bushes. Was this what it was to be Rebellion?

Indigo thought back to all of the times he’d hid behind bushes and people had suffered, where Regime officers had used force to incapacitate the innocent. If Indigo had interfered, he’d be on the ground with the others. In a prison with the others. Dying with the others. But that didn’t mean anything to his dreams at night. And there were so many this time. 

[@Natsucooldude]

[color=2e3192]“There are pokémon that will die without us. How cruel are we to stand aside and do nothing?”[/color] said Indigo. It was more of an insult than a plan, and an illogical one at that. Despite his strong words, Indigo had no solid plan to offer, and remained hidden in his hypocrisy. His dramatic statement relied on the fact that the Regime would ignore their war for the time being. Indigo looked up to the golden sky. There were greater powers at work now. Surely the best course of action wasn’t to retreat? Indigo thought of no better plan, but said nothing of the matter. He looked to the wounded man who was wondering in and out of consciousness.

[color=2e3192]“Doctor,”[/color] Indigo said, face returning from the sky. He’d overheard the dressed woman say he was a doctor in the alleyway. [color=2e3192]“You’re not with the Rebellion. You can help this man and all of them better than any of us can. Go.”[/color] Was it cowardice or a sense of self-preservation that didn't offer to go with him? Common sense or a lack of self-confidence? By any means, Indigo offered no helping hand.