ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

I DON'T REMEMBER SAYING THAT BUT EEEEEE YOU HAVE AN EGG EEEEE!

-he goes to hug Lady, thinks better of it, goes to hug Jack, thinks better of it, and settles for hugging the egg-

Lady: -stares at the egg with disbelief and joy-

<"Alright. Getting a bit high pitched for comfort there, kiddo.">

Sasa Sanctuary

- Soon, the water springs up again!-

Torch!Spearow: <Water! Water! The water's flowing again!>

Mr. Bamboo: See? My bamboo ware never lies!

Torch!Spearow: <Thank you! I'll never forget this! You all have free access to the bath house whenever you like!>

Ammy:' <Not a problem. And thanks!>

Issun: -Looks up- <Hey, is that...>

Ergon Field

Gino: <Hey, fellow kitties, nyan! Any chance my Trainer and friends pass through, nyan?>

-stops squeeing, but settles for jumping around, holding the egg-

-Lady begins spinning and releasing colorful Embers into the air-

<OH MY GOODNESS I HAVE AN EGG NOW!>

<"CAREFUL NOW, KIDDO! DON'T DROP THE POOR THING!">

-Joseph immediately sits down-

-Lady pauses in her jubilation to look at Jack-

<You expected this?>

<"Well, the reaction more than anything.">

-beat-

<"Wait, how were you unaware of the egg this whole time?">

Sasa Sanctuary

-Herbert follows Issun's gaze upwards.-

Herbert: What is it? It would help if you finished your sentence, you know.

-Lady floats around Jack, confused-

<It seemed like you didn't notice it, either. You said "Ah! Just as I expected.">

<"I was talking about the squee. What were you thinking I was talking about?">

Lady: <THE SODDING-look, nevermind. We have an egg!>

-she floats around happily-

<"Aye, so we do! What should we name the kid?">

Silph Co., Holon Branch

-Ren heads over to the terminal and plugs in his poke gear-

Ren: Here we go.

-Gamma slips by Silph’s security easier than normal-

Gamma: (<Odd, they must have more lax security protocols due to the storms… Normally that would take longer. Oh well, I'm not going to look a gift Rapidash in the mouth.>)

-Ren orders a Holon Tranceiver-

Gamma: -sees the purchase signal- (<There we go.>)

-Gamma follows the information for Ren’s purchase to the main archives-

Gamma: (<Let’s see…>)

-Gamma looks for production and purchase histories that match the part Cresselia brought with her.-

Gamma: (<Huh, why would The Holon Institute need those? Eh, knowing them, it must be a special project… Ah, here we are!>)

-Gamma searches the production and purchase histories of the part in the last few months.-

Gamma: (<Great, there’s nothing. Well, I’d better report back.>)

-Gamma streams back to Ren’s pokegear-

-Ren finalizes his purchases of two Silph Holon Tranceivers and a tablet can hold up better in Holon and pays for them his pokegear’s payment function and unplugs it.-

-Ren turns to watch Dune's VR test with his mon-

edited 16th Aug '13 12:17:26 PM by keys2tkingdom

Lady: <Now, that's a good question.>

<If a girl, perhaps Hecate?>

-is following Eskay-

So, what's going on, here?

Dragnor, 600 years ago...

-Nishimura Yusei, Warlord of Nixtorm, has lead an army of troops from both his own Nation, and the neighbouring Nation of Valora, into the heart of the Capital City, demanding an audience with Warlord Kaius-

And so it begins!

-Crewe, having gotten bored of waiting after some time, heads off to the woods near Holon City to kill time with hunting. She phases into Sneasel form as soon as she's under cover of the trees and out of sight of the city, and is soon on the trail of a slate-gray Rattata. She tracks it through the woods until it stops under a tree to nibble at something on the ground. Crewe builds up an Ice Shard in her paw, then fires it at the Rattata, aiming for the spine-

-the Ice Shard shatters against the small rodent's back, and it whirls around. Crewe's eyes widen in surprise as the Rattata leaps at her, claws glowing, and she stumbles backwards-

-there's a rustle in the underbrush and the Rattata is knocked out the air by a gray blur, landing somewhere off in the bushes. The sounds of angry squeals comes from the bush, and Crewe creeps over towards it. Abruptly, the squeals cut off, and she pokes her head through the underbrush-

-standing over the Rattata is an oddly colored Linoone. His stripes are a much darker brown than usual, nearly black. The rest of his fur is a smoky gray color, and his claws are black. He puts a paw on the Rattata's side and gives Crewe a rather arrogant look-

Linoone: <You must be either foreign or really dumb, kid. Trying to kill a Steel-type Rattata with an Ice Shard? Rookie mistake. You're lucky I was around to save your skin.>

-Crewe bristles-

<I could take it! I didn't need you to come in and steal my kill!>

Linoone: <Oh yeah, you were handling things just fine. I could tell by the Metal Claw aimed at your throat. Besides, the way I see it, I jumped in and saved the day, and saved you the humiliation of being killed by a Rattata. The least I deserve is a scrawny rodent that tastes like metal.>

<Fine. Take it. I didn't want the dumb thing, anyway.>

Linoone: <Oh, now that's just wasteful. What were you gonna do if I hadn't come along?>

-Crewe shrugs-

Linoone: <Honestly, who taught you how to hunt? This is just sad.>

-she bristles again-

<My friend did. And I'm a great hunter.>

-the Linoone directs a pointed look at the Rattata carcass-

Linoone: <… Right. I think you need some remedial lessons. Listen, how about you meet me here later tonight, and I'll show you how we hunt here in Holon. Believe me, you could use it.>

-grumbles under her breath a bit-

<… Fine. If I'm not too busy.>

Linoone: -his voice dripping with sarcasm- <Oh, please try to find time in your oh-so-busy schedule for my extremely generous offer.>

-Crewe snorts-

Linoone: <What's your name, anyway?>

<… Crewe. Yours?>

Linoone: <Name's Random. Crewe's a dumb name.>

<Yeah, well, so is Random! At least mine's a nickname.>

Random: <That just makes it worse. You choose to be called by such a dumb name. I was born with mine.>

-Crewe opens her mouth to retort, but can't think of anything and just crosses her arms and glares at him. He chuckles-

Random: <See ya tonight, Crewe. I'd seriously consider showing up.>

-he dashes off into the underbrush-

<… What a jerk. I hope Lina doesn't get here too late…>

-she starts walking off back towards the city-

Holon City

Aurora:<So, got any other ideas?>

Humanitar:Some, yeah.

-She goes over and sits next to Straw, still hiding behind the tower-

Humanitar:Hey.

...H-hi.

-Straw starts to move away from her, but is grabbed and pulled back-

Humanitar:-sternly- Listen. To. Me. There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm very friendly. So please, stop hiding from me.

...O-okay.

Humanitar:Hmm...not feeling it.

What are you trying to do!?

Chloro:-whispers something to the Humanitar- <Try that.>

Humanitar:Hmm... might work. -grins mischievously-

Uh...

-Straw is suddenly glomped by the Humanitar-

...

Humanitar:See? Friendly.

Hax:-smugly- <Maybe too friendly if you ask me.>

-Chloro whacks Hax with her tail-

...I-I guess.

-She takes off the armband-

... ...Hold it together, Straw...can't faint here...

-She lets go, Straw breathing a sigh of relief-

Humanitar:<Better?>

-Straw slowly nods-

Aurora:-shrugs- <It's a start.>

<"Mmmm. Maybe. I am partial to Sebastian myself.">

Sasa Sanctuary

...Another constellation.

Lady: <...for a girl, dearie?>

<"...">

<"No, for a boy.">

Lady: <Right, right! But Sebastian after what?>

Silph Co., Holon Branch

-Dune looks around the empty room, unimpressed.-

Dune: ... Okay? What first?

Serac: Hold on, hold on... there we go.

-A series of pillars, walls, and platforms rise from the ground. One of them appears to have neon blue electricity flying across it.-

Serac: Let's start with something simple. Get from point A to point B, and no cheating by walking around or I zap you.

Dune: ... Should be easy enough.

-Dune easily scrambles over the first platform and uses the momentum to take himself up to the top of the first platform. He then jumps from one platform to the next, rather easily since they are perfectly static.-

Serac: Alright, you're about to come up to a Static platform. And I don't mean "static" as in not mobile, I mean it as in what your socks make on carpet. Make too much friction, and you get zapped. Not fatal, of course, but enough to give you a nice jump.

-Dune lands on the platform, and gingerly picks his feet up straight up and down to avoid scuffling. He then slides down the last wall to the end flag.-

<"I dunno, that butler guy?">

Lady: <What butler guy?>