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Clavis Family Gathering

(Those who, for some reason, had chosen to pay attention to Linant during the announcement of the Clavis successor would have noticed him briefly yet violently twitching at the news of Martin taking the position. He quickly regains his composure, but his mind is racing desperately.)

(This is not good news for him. Not in the slightest. Martin was eagle-eyed if nothing else, and that meant he would be on the lookout for anything shady within the Clavis branches. Linant would either have to hope to Arceus he was seen as unimportant enough to ignore - not likely - or...)

(Yes, yes. They needed him, didn't they? Surely they would be willing to come to his aid in times of crisis...)

edited 12th Feb '18 3:23:23 PM by Uilleam

Tastes better on the way back down.

Mauville

Finn: <Cool. If you got a schedule in mind, I won't stop ya. Lead the way, Herc.>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

 Clavis HQ, far past 

Dan: -Doing the Finger-Tenting pose while briefly looking at Ren- I would expect at least some disappointment that he didn't become heir, but Renard looks all too pleased at this turn of events. How... interesting.

 Stormchaser, past 

-To Megan and co-

See you guys around then.

-To Pollen-

Your're welcome.

 Stormchaser, today 

-Is skipping rocks into the bay outside-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Alex: Well, last time he was actively adventuring, he was working on his Unova League challenge. Just beat Burgh a bit ago. He's probably in the city with the next gym.

Mauville

“Hey,” Colt spat. “Be glad you have someone who wants you to get involved in speaking to someone.

“I can say from personal experience that if you stay isolated long enough it can drive you crazy. Everyone else seems to have people to chat with and you’re that Mankey in the Middle who always seems to just be a footnote to everything around you.” Colt sighed.

“But enough about my peewee sports experiences. Colton Rever, at your service,” he greeted as he gave a mocking bow. “Could I ask for your name?” He advanced.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Megan: See you!

Pippy: <Take care!>

Vee: <It was nice to meet you~>

Pollen: ~Good luck with stuff.~

-and they wander off-

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Thespi: <Ah! Now his loyal partner holds the key to finding him! The path marked by their friendship has been blocked, so we must rely on the senses they had honed together to reunite them once more!>

<...is how this might go if it were a narrative.> ^_^;

Pollen: -frustrated noises for frustrated reasons-

Megan: Okay, yeah, let's find him and hope he's not being held by like a burglar or an assassin or something, uh—

-to Hacks- Do you think it's worth a try? Or should we like split up and ask around, you with your nose and stuff and me in the direction the bond was going, to ask around in the buildings there?

Pollen: <There's a lot of city here...>

edited 12th Feb '18 3:51:42 PM by Asterisk395

No mind to think. No will to break.

-Channah and Montanari are sitting down somewhere, yet again observing the ominous black parchment now rolled out across her lap-

Montanari: <An artifact of the Entralink remains my best guess. Strange alien text and whatnot.>

Channah: Huh. Wonder if I can sell it.

-a girl and her Liepard come down the hallway; the Liepard is staggering, loaded down with shopping bags, and the girl isn't much better-

Nino: -sees Channah- Hi there!

Channah: …Hey.

Nino: I'm sorry, but would you mind helping us carry all this? I got carried away shopping today…

Legault: -says something but it's muffled by bags-

Channah: Um. No. -puts away the parchment and grabs some of the bags while Montanari relieves Legault of his load- You wouldn't happen to be Nino...?

Nino: Yes! Did one of the other J-Team people tell you about us?

Channah: Nope. You uh, like shopping, then?

Legault: -audible at last- <A bit too much.>

Nino: -shrugs in cheerful embarrassment- Heh… It turns out Legault is really good at winning Pokémon battles, so we made a lot of money! And there's so many things in the shops in this universe, I couldn't help myself. There are sooo many cute stuffed animals! Er, stuffed Pokémon. And candies!

Legault: <Well, a bit of cheating goes a long way. As long as it keeps her mind off what's waiting for us if and when we return...>

Channah: -turns to look at Legault- Legault? The Hurricane of the Black Fang? Sweet.

Legault: <Ah, my dubious infamy precedes me in other universes, good to know.> -notices the black parchment- (...Well then. If that's what I think it is... Too bad I'm pants at stealing with paws right now.)

Nino: -rounds a corner- Here we are! We're gonna try to sort all this out. Thank you for the help! Here, have one of these, Miss! -offers Channah a chocolate bar-

Channah: It's Channah. Nah, 's fine. Should eat as much candy as possible while you're here. Peace. -walks out with Montanari-

Legault: -musing to himself- <Now, how and where did someone like that get a Fell Contract... I could really use one of those.>

Nino: -unboxing a Skitty plushie- Hm?

Legault: <Oh, nothing. Meow and all that.>

Nino: Hehe, I think I'm starting to understand what you're saying! A little bit, anyway...

Channah: -walks up to Tagg- Hey...

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

Upon the hugs from Molph, Tassa relaxes a little, she at least knows this was her best friend and advisor from back before, <Years past... centuries...>

At the translator, "Thank you... Just knowing that even the culture is alive, and that The Jester is finally dead is a comfort."

She looked over herself and decided to take the scarf off, returning to human form, her eyes were a little red, but she seemed, content.

"How can I repa-"

She blinked, "That is odd... this doesn't feel like my native tongue."

Silas heard what Jay said, and a part of him felt guilty, damned instincts. He twisted and turned a bit until he found a spot that was comfortable, laid his head on the pillow, and drifted off to sleep.

In Kalos, he felt content at the very least.

Silas blinked, he was drifting through some void, oh Arceus, was he in the ball again? Did Jay put him in the ball for not letting Herbert hug him?!

"Calm down. You're not in the ball. You're just dreaming!"

Silas looked about, was that his voice? Sounded like it! Dreaming? Lucid dreaming, that was rare for him, last time he remembered a dream he was-

"For some reason kept turning back time because your phone kept braking like you were a [Fallout] Save File?"

Okay that cemented it... whatever was going on. Was crazy.

Silas looked down and was greeted with his Pokemon body, Lucario as always. Great even in his dreams he was stuck in Pokeform.

"And what's wrong with that?"

Okay who was talking, Silas wondered, where was it coming from?

"From me friend. Also use your words, makes it easier than having to constantly read your mind!"

Silas looked over and was greeted with another Lucario, one that he could for some reason tell looked just like him. "That's because I am you genius."

Forward stepped the other Silas, smiling as it waved, "Welcome to the dreamscape. I'm you."

Silas blinked and muttered, "I art thou..."

The other Silas grinned, "Thou art I."

"It's official. I'm going crazy... I'm talking to myself, I've been stuck in pokef-" "Hey hey hey. Slow down, You're not crazy. Rather you're just manifesting me as a abstract concept so you can better come to terms with what's going on. This ain't a split personality deal, we're just left brain right brain on this."

Silas blinked at his counterpart, "Okay... So I can't call you Silas, that would get confusing... Stylus then?" "Hey if we're stuck like this, it's our nickname anyways."

Silas sighed, "Okay me... or Stylus, this is a left brain right brain deal... What are you supposed to represent then?"

Stylus smirked and gave a half hearted shrug, "The part of you that actually likes being a pokemon."

Silas furrowed his brow, "Okay then... if that's the case, why am I still in pokeform?" "Oh yeah, dreams. Here let me assist."

With a snap of Stylus's paws (somehow) Silas was in human form, clothed as well. He checked himself over, no cheesy still pokemon parts as well, hell now he towered over his mon self. "Okay that's better, thank you."

"Hey we're the same guy here, I see no reason to be rude to ourselves, we're just here to talk."

Silas sat down and looked Stylus in the eye, "Okay. Talk about what?"

"The fact that you like being a mon, I'm here to help you convince yourself it's not so bad."

Silas frowned, "Herbert."

"Barring the hug happy Cokledurr who can't get our name right and doesn't respect personal space yes... Being a pokemon ain't all bad."

"Yeah but I'm not a pokemon. I'm human, I rather like that."

"Buddy that's not your problem, you're not recognizing the good bits about being a Pokemon and letting someone else call the shots."

"Okay what's good about being stuck in Lucario form" "Agility, Endurance, durability, immunity to poison, greater physical strength than your human self, and-" Stylus had a big grin and began to glow blue, tossing around a few aura spheres, "Auric powers."

Silas had to admit that stuff was nice, "I still want out and to get back to being human."

"That's fine, I get that, but you aren't getting what I'm saying."

Hacks sighed, ~I hate this... I hate the fact that I got a sensitive nose... this is embarrassing.~

"We'll stick together honestly. Splitting up is how things tend to go wrong."

Snakeye held out one of Silas's gloves, Hacks took a sniff and grumbled, ~I am picking up something. Scent is faint but it goes towards... That casino over that way.~

Hacks pointed at the Macraul's Casino.

edited 12th Feb '18 4:11:36 PM by EchoingSilence

Snowman smirks and tips her hat up at Mason.

Snowman: Form Adjustment? Well, what would you say if I said I could get someone who could help you with Obscuric predicaments?

Amber shakes her head.

Amber: Nope! But have you heard of Cain Enterprises?

edited 12th Feb '18 4:12:25 PM by PippingFool

I'm having to learn to pay the price

-Pollen hmphs-

Pollen: -muttering- <You don't see me complaining about my sensitive eyes...>

-Thespi snickers, as quietly as she can manage-

Megan: Okay, sticking together. Good.

A...a casino. Okay. That's one place Aura might not be welcome...maybe he's in there?

-Pollen attempts to look to see if Aura is being jammed within the casino-

-Thespi lights up, and dives into Megan's bag-

No mind to think. No will to break.

 Outside the Stormchaser 

-To Channah-

Evening.

-Holding up a pebble-

Rock?

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Owen: H-Here... Let me see her ball for just a sec...

-Berry Bloke started hassling Los Muertos-

BB: U OK?

LM: No

LM: I still think I'll hurt her again

BB: You won't

BB: I know you

BB: that was an accident that is... statistically very hard to replicate

BB: Plus she really wants you on this date

LM: She... She does?

BB: I mean yeah, if my mons can assist why can't you

BB: Plus she really cares about you and I respect that a lot

BB: You two go way back, right?

LM: Yes... Ever since la escuela...

BB: I still don't know much about that place, but yeah, you two sound pretty tight regardless

BB: She wants to give you a chance. Give yourself one

LM: ...

-Sombra pops out of her ball and after some hesitation nuzzles Alonya affectionately-

Alonya: How...?

Owen: -smiles- We had a talk.

Alonya: -smiles back- Thank you...

Owen: Welcome! Now come on, you two, we've got a schedule!

-they start heading off-

Okay, you had to play psychotherapist but that turned out all right... Hopefully there are no further setbacks...

-At the same time Heracles leads Finn off in the same direction-

Gina: Oh, hey, same thing happened to me!

Anna 247: And me!

Duolis: Not me...

Jared: That's Nimbasa, isn't it? You want me to take you there?

edited 12th Feb '18 4:26:38 PM by Umbramatic

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-Zoroark Purple narrows his eyes.-

Zoroark Purple: <...This particular problem is only tangentially Obscura-related— >

Near: ~I assure you he has no shortage of Obscura-related problems.~

Zoroark Purple: < —but what the hell, I'll humor you. What shady person do you know who can "help''— >

-He sputters and coughs.-

Zoroark Purple: <...Ahem. "Help" me.>

Alex: Sure. We'll find him there, I'm sure.

Phoenix: Sure am glad I decided not to stick around in Nimbasa.

Snowman gives a Noblewoman's Laugh, as she's prime to do.

Snowman: Well then, let me just introduce you to someone who's just perfect for you to get along with~ And a one, and a two, and a one, two, three HAH~*

Snowman snaps her fingers and disappears. A blue haired, labcoat covered woman appears in her place, and she looks around frantically

Sol: -Frantically looking around?- Huh? Bluh? Wha? Where am I-

Sol clenches her fists

Sol: Snowman...

I'm having to learn to pay the price

Leo: Uh... Leon.

Cebreau: <What was so hard about that?>

Leo: *embarrassed* Hhhhh...

AC: *peeks out of Leo's hood*

[insert something relating to myself here]

-Zoroark Purple stares.-

Zoroark Purple: <...Of course. The suspicious blue woman can teleport people. Snowman, you called her? Weird-ass nickname.>

-Owen, Alonya, and Sombra enter here-

-So does Heracles-

Laura: Oh yeah! I know who those people are!

Rod: Our mother is Aphrodite Clavis... Her company and her family's company has yours on the radar.

-beat-

In a good way.

Bagon!Jackie: <Something seems off.>

Jared: -sends out Jim- Jim, escort him home, will you?

Jim: <FINE THEN>

-blip-

Jim: ~NOW WHERE IS YOUR BROTHER~

edited 12th Feb '18 5:10:29 PM by Umbramatic

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~It's embarrassing... it's a stereotype Pollen...~ Hacks explains.

Snakeye shrugs, <I reckon we head on in and ask some questions.>

Hacks sighs, ~So long as I don't get accosted for having auric abilities.~

Sitting behind the counter is a odd individual in a pink suit with neat combed back hair and a face that seems to have facial features not easily identified.

"Hello and welcome to the Ersatz Alliance. How can I help you?"

The look on their face says they really don't want to be here.

"They better be appreciative of me filling in... damn favor... You help them once in the 50s..."

Solana turns around to Zoroark Purple and sighs.

Solana: Uh... Well... Sorry about her... she's... uhh

Solana looks both ways before whispering at Zoroark Purple.

Solana:: She's my Mew

Amber: Oh! That's cool! I'll have to ask Remy if you're on his-!

Amber looks over to Remy

Amber: ...Once he's finished talking to his investors, of course!

I'm having to learn to pay the price

-slice!-

-a green-and-gold Blaziken slides out of thin air next to Pollen-

Veld: Hmm. I suppose I can't have you kicked out if you are not on casino grounds, but if you are relaying information to anybody...

-through the casino entryway, a beige-and-black, red-headed Blaziken cracks her knuckles with a grin, her ordinarily well-preened feathers fluffing out as static electricity builds in the air around her-

edited 12th Feb '18 5:12:22 PM by Tangent128

Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?

Owen: Hello! We want to try things on, anything you recommend?

Heracles: -snarls indicating he just wants a shirt that fits him-

Laura: OK!

-she and Rod wait-

edited 12th Feb '18 5:16:34 PM by Umbramatic

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-Eric while letting the initial commotion of the the finalization of Martin becoming the next successor has been watching the reactions of everyone in the room. Linant had that brief wig-out, but that was nothing new with Linant. Günter looked like he was being forced to eat salt, which was expected. What wasn't new or expected was Ren's reaction. Daniel and Martin had noticed it too, although Martin look more concerned than Daniel. Eric decided he would need to have a proper talk with Martin about underestimating people before speaking.-

Eric: Well then, Renard. As it is the custom for all heads of new branch families, please outline for us what you intend to do for Clavis Industries. Are you prepared to do so?

-Ren smiles.-

Ren: I am indeed. In fact I've been preparing for some months now.

Eric: -an eyebrow raises- Are you trying to show off?

Ren: -standing up briskly- Of course, Father. I've been an entertainer for almost 15 years now. And in the process I have learned the importance of appearances and how to impress others...

-in thought- And how to ruin the image of others.

-out loud- And I intend to put all that experience and knowledge to good use for Clavis Industries... Rio, if you would be so kind.

-Ren tosses his cane to Rio, who catches it with a slight twirl and points at the large table.-

-Ren snaps and his Holo-cane in Rio's paws ignites, projecting a building, promotional materials and a 12-month bullet point plan. Ren unfolds a collapsible fritz-handle he pulls out from with his coat's inner pocket and leans on it as five words in bold red letters appear above the projections and begin to rotate so all the room can read them...-

Clavis Media and Entertainment Advisory

Ren: -to the room- Ladies, Gentlemen, and Pokemon of Clavis Industries, let me show you my plans.

edited 12th Feb '18 5:15:37 PM by keys2tkingdom

Channah: Metal's more my thing, but alright. -takes the pebble- You're probably good at this, I've never been.

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

-Aphrodite smiles, pulls out some popcorn, and eats, tossing some to her Gorebyss-

-She leaves the Thing Under The Table be for now-

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