Category: Pokémon
Rating: M
Couples: Olympia/OC
Warnings: AU, hint of rape/character death
Chapter: 27
Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot © by me
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"Well, it seems his body will recover, but his mind won't." Allortan regarded the woman resting on the couch beside him. "You did a number on him."
"Again." Olympia reclined in the pillows, her purple eyes half-closed. "I suppose it is some kind of karma, that the woman he killed would end him."
"You were the weapon, though." He pointed out. "I'm going to have a field-day to keep you out of prison for manslaughter or the like."
"I will throw Antoinette at them if they try." The Gym Leader sounded utterly done with matters, taking a deep breath. "Honestly, I would have dealt with the Mind Break before I even got into the building if not for her. She can deal with the fallout."
"Not sure what the precedence for accusing the dead is like." He leaned on the desk. "What a mess."
"Things would have gone very different had I been there that first day. I would have recognized him." She conceded, looking up when his phone jingled.
"Ah, Diantha wants to meet up… Probably to condemn me for leaving this a secret from her." He chuckled weakly.
"You can invite her over here." She hoisted herself up and before she was even halfway up, a young woman appeared to assist her. "Really?"
"Yes." One of the twins looked at her mother as she took hold of the older woman's arm. "We felt your mind, remember?"
"One of these days, I want to know how children whose father has no psychic heritage became this powerful." Much to everyone's relief, she was not the type to resist when help was offered, though she did give a flat glare to her partner. "Even I cannot passively feel my mother at that distance."
"Something, something, generational increase of power." He countered with a playful smile himself. "I'll give Diantha this address then, maybe ask Dolon to pick her up, since she now knows of his existence."
"I am never going to hear the end of that one either." The two women left the room slowly so the elder one could put on some clothes more fitting for company.
Allortan nearly laughed when Diantha consented to being teleported over. He couldn't quite guess whether it was because she wanted answers as quickly as possible, or if she was just curious about this new family of one of her Gym Leaders, but he wouldn't ask. It was only fair that she could ask now.
"Dolon." He found his son easily, looking out over the gardens through the thin curtains that offered enough privacy to allow the Gojika to visit the Lumiose home of their father without risking discovery. Much like his mother, he too had a cape with an empowering-pattern underneath, though his was more of a wrap than a true cape.
"Yes?" The face that looked back at him made the lawyer wonder how exactly no one had ever realized the connection. Their only sone was a mirror image of himself, just with the classic Gojika-colouration.
"Could you go pick up Diantha and bring her here?" He did really appreciate that despite all of them being more than capable of doing so, none of them ever did look into his or Oizys' minds.
"I assume she knows I am coming?" He didn't even wait for an answer, but disappeared with a sharp spike of light. That was something he still needed to practice in.
"Mother is waiting in the living-room." The soft telepathic voice of their other twin-daughter informed him, floating up to him like a Hoppip caught on a breeze.
"Thank you." He opened the curtain just a touch to look out over the Lumiose suburb his house was located in. Down below, Oizys was just arriving from her own apartment – he suspected his three biological children from being far more liberal in their telepathy with their elder sister than they were with him – looking up briefly as she moved up the pathway linking the front-door with the sidewalk. He lifted one hand in greeting, before being distracted by the bright flash of his son's return.
"Diantha." He smiled gently at the woman on his son's arm. "Welcome in my home."
"I wish it were under better circumstances." She unhooked herself, blue eyes looking somewhat piercing, which he could not blame her for. "Olympia?"
"The living-room." He gestured down the corridor, leading the way through the old house. Much like the Gojika-mansion in Anistar, the Allortan-house had been in the family for ages and still carried the looks from a bygone age. "She is doing much better, but still easily tires."
"That is a relief."
They found Olympia and her three daughters in the living-room, near the still functional – though currently not on – fireplace.
"Diantha." In the relative privacy of her partner's home, the older woman was not dressed like she normally would be, instead wearing a comfortable house-dress.
"You look much better." The Champion hesitated briefly, unsure of where to sit. At the unseen beckoning of their mother, the one of the twins vacated the armchair she had been in to sit on the armrest of the one of her sister. The actress took the offered seat as Allortan moved to stand behind Olympia. Dolon seemed content to linger near the door out, leaning against the door there.
"I assume you have questions." The Gym Leader chuckled. It was painfully obvious that the other woman had questions, otherwise they wouldn't be here.
"A few." Diantha too had foregone her regular ensemble for something more comfortable. "Though I can imagine you might not want to answer some."
"I will inform you if that is the case." The purple-haired woman assured her. "Therese already told us how much she told you, so feel free to start there."