Lush Jungle, Previously

<King Louie: You have a deal my fine, young, friend.>

Tendrils of thought poke around in Alex's head, looking for technical Knowledge. Having found what he needed, King Louie withdraws.

<King Louie: Very, good, child. Our deal is done, finished, and you may now go. Leave unharmed, and harming none.>

Lush Jungle, past

Doc: -Watching- <Is it a good idea to just give this mon the power to create tech like that? Well, if things turn into Planet of the Primeapes here we'll stop them, that's all there is to it.>

Konikoni City, today

Lush Jungle, past

-Alex leans in to Team Nova-

Alex: We should probably skeedadle.

Brooklet Hill

Locke: Yeah, hold on...

-to Shaun- Sent.

-Shaun feels his phone vibrate as Locke says that.-

Shaun: "Good. So, anything else you feel like mentioning?"

Brooklet Hill

Locke: First, where are you?

Shaun: "Uh, Malie City, Ula'ula. I'm right outside the library."

Brooklet Hill

Locke: Great! Me, Alli, and Shizuo are headed over to Malie after Alli finishes the Akala Trials, and after we find put where Gudrunn went off to. Then we can backtrack to that Shrine.

Malie City

Phaz: -standing up- Whoa, hey, calm down! No need to rage!

Embry <Is it really that important?>

Phaz: And who's thoses two you talked about? Ludmilla and Kaisei? Is it really that important to find this person?

sorry about thoses random posts. I'm sorta busy theses days.

It's fine

Malie City

-Ahe takes a deep breath to calm himself-

Ahe: Right. Sorry for flipping out. I swear I'm not normally like this.

-Ahe grimaces and cradles his hand-

Ahe: I'm normally pretty laid back. I just didn't like finding out I coulda been continuing my Island Challenge during this time. Anyway, to answer your question, Kaisei and Ludmilla are two people I ran into while looking for these people.

-Ahe sits down on a nearby bench-

Ahe: I managed to convince them to help me out. And I guess it's really not that important to find some criminals that don't exist.

Malie City

Phaz: ...It's okay. This must frustrates you a lot, right? Also, you're making the Trials? Me too.

Asimov HQ

Sergey sighed in relief, smiling again.

Sergey: "Great!"

-Beat-

Sergey: "Ehehe" ;^_^ "Sorry, got a bit excited."

Shaun: "Sounds like a plan. I'll be doing my trials, so I may not be in Malie, but you just say the word and I'll be there. Who's this 'Gudrunn'?"

Malie City

-Ahe visibly brightens, his mind off his anger for the moment-

Ahe: Oh, you are? Which Trials have you done?

Malie City

Phaz: Uhm... I did the normal one, the fighting Grand Trial, the fire, water and grass one, and i'll need to do the flying one that I missed before doing the Grand Trial of this Island.

Malie City

Ahe: Huh. I've got the Ghost trial left to finish up Ula'ula, then the Grand Trial, and all of Poni to do before I'm done.

-Ahe crosses his arms behind his head-

Ahe: Dunno what I'm gonna do after I challenge the League, though. I might retry the Unova League. Or I might go for Hoenn this time.

-Ahe swings his arms down into his lap-

Ahe: Have you challenged any Leagues? Just outta curiosity.

Malie City

Phaz: Uh... I have like two Sinnoh badges, and-

Cynthia: ~Three actually. You got the rock, grass and ice badge.~

Phaz: You sure? I don't remember doing the Ice Gym...

Cynthia: ~I distinguely remember doing it.~

Phaz: Alright then... So, three Gym Badges from Sinnoh, and also i had two from Hoenn. But I think I'm somewhat good. I mean, I never lost any fight before...

Malie City

Ahe: Never lost, huh? Can't say I have that track record. Heh. Water specialist + Electric trial = um, no.

-Ahe gets an idea-

Ahe: Hey, you wanna have a battle? Just for fun?

The Academy

-The Principal taps her fingers together as she goes over the report. Beryllium was retrieved, although remains catatonic, apparently trapped in a psychic feedback loop. Strange. That's the first time it's happened to the latest class. Also... dangerous. If Subject 74 is capable of something like that...-

The Principal: ...

-She opens up the roster.-

???: ~Is it time?~

-The Principal jumps in her seat.-

The Principal: ~Subject 100, I told you repeatedly not to make contact uninvited.~

Subject 100: ~I'll take that as a no. Whatever, you know where to find me, heehee~

-The Principal taps a button on the console, and the sound of a magnetic door locking into place can be heard as the connection severs.-

The Principal: Even wilier than the last class...

-She goes back to the roster. She needs someone who isn't as vulnerable to Subject 74's set of skills, or as easily defeated by those increasingly vexing J-Team. As effective as Subject 33 had been, she needed someone a bit more... subtle.-

The Principal: Ah hah.

-Her finger rests on Subject 17.-

-Orlandeau might receive a message-

Team Iron Auxiliary Base

Brooklet Hill

Locke: Lady we met a while back.

Asimov HQ

After some posing and flexing from Carol, they moved on, entering another area, a catwalk in fact looking over a large hangar with various half constructed thrusters and rocket engines lying around.

Diligent engineers ferried parts and tested everything over and over again, in the center was a large toroidal structure housed in a metal cage. What appeared to be the lead engineer Johnathan working with his Pokemon Rex and HG on a large device with numerous electromagnets layered on.

"And here we have the main testing bay of many of our future technologies in terms of Rocketry and Robotics, down there is Johnathan Mc Greggor, our lead engineer and genius behind many of our new devices."

Johnathan looked up and gave a wave, still looking rather grump, "Ya givin ta new recruits ta tour?"

"Of course, better let them know what we're getting into. Tell me, any progress?" Ezekiel responded.

"I almost have it, the moment I can figure out how to magnetically contain the plasma in such a way it'll burn less fuel is ta moment we're ready to finish the result and begin the great adventure!" Johnathan said.

<Not to mention it will allow us to continuously travel at a total of One Gee of thrust, allowing for a form of artificial gravity. We have the inertial plating figured out,> HG added.

Shaun: "Ah. See you later, then. Oh, right. If you see Tagg or a one-armed girl with a Brionne and/or Rockruff, they saw Corrin too."

Phenac City

-This was Alys' revenge for something, Kirsten was sure of it. Back to this shithole patch of sand, back when she was a damned Peon instead of the Admin for a criminal organization. It was a power play, Kirsten thought, staring up at the ceiling of the apartment she had been living in for months. Reassigning her to Orre to do some job or another for Neo-Illusion. "Expand their influence". Ha! Maybe she could do that if she was given any fucking, y'know, resources. She just wanted her out of the-

-her silent seething was interrupted by strains of Vivaldi. She sighed, reaching for her phone before snapping into the receiver-

Kirsten: What?

???: Yeah, hi. Is this Valkyrie?

Kirsten: ...who the hell are you?

???: This is Tim from the bakery. Your, uh, shipment of cookies is outside for you.

Kirsten: ...huh?

???: Your cookies. There's a pretty long list of ingredients along with it, so, y'know. Look that over.

Kirsten: ...fuck you.

-she hangs up with an irritated sigh. Where did this asshole think he was, Castelia? The only delivery that someone could get in this part of Phenac was shitty chain pizza. Besides, she didn't order any-

Kirsten: Oh, fuck off.

-the Spring Waltz again. She debates letting it ring and trying to relax at the sound of a song she likes, but answers it anyway-

Kirsten: I didn't order anything.

Tim: It has your name on it, so it's yours. Just go outside and get 'em.

-Kirsten stands up, starting to walk around her apartment. As it often does when she's angry, her natural [Jersey] accent that comes from growing in Mistralton gets stronger-

Kirsten: OK, listen, buddy. I don't know if this is some kind of joke, or if you're trying to trap me into something, but I'm not fucking buying it. Go take your fucking cookies and shove them-

Tim: Hey, Kirsten.

-the use of her real name startles her-

Kirsten: Who the hell...?

Tim: Kirsten Elaine Jacobs? Five foot four, blonde hair, eyepatch, baseball bat? Plays the violin? Fucked an Arcanine when he turned into a human? That's you, right?

Kirsten: ...

Tim: Your cookies are outside.

-Tim hangs up. Kirsten stares at the screen for a full minute, practically vibrating, before shoving it back in her pocket and going for the door-