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The Wing exited the sandstorm, Tassa looked out over the red dunes below and gaped in awe. This was the red sand of Mars, "Why is it so red?"
"Oxidation, the sand is also made of rust particulates from... well only Arceus knows how long. This also means Mars at one point had a atmosphere, or at least something close enough to hold oxygen."
Tassa was fascinated, she had started this journey with the intention of seeing the remnants of her civilization on another planet, but now the planet itself had her interest.
~You're doing that on purpose,~ Hacks said to Silas privately, Silas only smirked in response.
Below in the sands was what appeared to be a curved structure of sorts, Silas used one of the external cameras to zoom in on it, "Ah there we go, the first dome... once we get that done the others will be easy."
"Terraforming is a long long process, so more permanent residence will be in dome arcologies built and maintained with the help of pokemon."
Tassa nodded a bit, "You have a lot planned out, when will you have finished the dome?"
"Hopefully by the time I hit 85."
Tassa blinked as Silas's smirk grew wider, he flipped a switch... and then another so the entire ship could hear, "Valhalla Tower this is the Oblivion Wing, requesting landing and lodging"
There was a crinkle of static and then, "Roger that Wing, welcome to Valhalla, we have a landing hangar picked out for you, we got a class 1 heading to us in the next 3 hours."
Silas nodded, "Copy that, just flew through a class 3 myself. See you soon," and he clicked the radio off.
Tassa stared, "I'll explain to everyone a little later."
The Wing approached what looked to be heavy concrete structures jutting out of the sands, a large metal door opening, pushing sand aside, the ship landed, as the door closed and internal lights came on, a landing bridge extending to the ship.
Silas stretched and stood up, "Get used to the last few feelings of 1 G Tassa, soon you'll be experiencing 0.3"
~It's pretty wild.~
Tassa gripped onto Ganon tightly, "I'm ready."
Silas hefted his present off the table and set it down before Umbra and Ammy, "This is a little something from Roxy, Arthur and I."
Roxy nodded with a big smile, "Ye, we asked Arthur to join us but he declined."
Silas gestured to the box and said, "His words were-" and clearing his throat, "I know he's not the ghost lord anymore but honestly it doesn't feel like that to me considering my perception of it still feels like yesterday. So as to not end up stabbing the groom, I'll have to decline. I only go to personal friends and family weddings anyways."
Roxy blinked, "Okay what. When could you imitate Arthur?"
"Been practicing, Alice is a good teacher. Plus mimicry is easier when you share a bloodline and register."
Edited by EchoingSilence on Jan 19th 2020 at 9:08:16 AM
Me: -smiling- Jōdanjanai, hibanī-kun.Translation No joke, Hibunny-kun.note Hibunny is Scorbunny's Japanese name.
Megan: ...? :3
Caterpie: -chew chew-
Megan: Oh, me too!
Well, I kinda mostly live in my Secret Base, now. Underground.
Well I did, before I got a room on an airship! Two airships...?
Wait, three airships. Oooh, I have no idea where any of my stuff is any more. A bit of the time it just pops up in hyperspace laundering, but the rest...
Oh gosh wait also, thinking of Secret Bases I gotta remember the Spheres for the Christmas party...
-you're not gonna remember that, Meg-
-also don't worry, it might've already happened-
wait what? sh—
-it definitely already happened. don't worry-
Megan: -blithe- Piplup are so cute, aren't they? ^_^
Pippy: -scrutinizing- <...hrrrm.>
Vee's Eye: ...P, why're you lookin' at me like that.
Pippy's Eyes: Something happened over there! And I couldn't read it, and I was feeling kinda left out.
Vee's Eye: -pat pat- Aw, don' be silly, P! We can' have whole conversations with our gaze alone. My range of expression's kinda limited now, remember?
Pippy's Eyes: ...you literally grew more eyeholes for your remaining eye so you wouldn't have to turn your head?? We've done this for years???
Don't pat me with your eye????
Vee's E Y E S: -retractpat- How d'you know I ain't subvocalizin' under my breath at ya?
Pippy's Eyes: Megan's here (and Water), and she's not reacting at all!
Megan's Brain: I'm not listening, I'm not listening— ;u;
-you're not listening-
Pippy's Eyes: Anyways, I need your involuntarily intrusive sniffer and unique approach to manners to break the ice.
Vee's Eye: Rude.
Pippy's Eye: Outsourcing to better-qualified heads!
Vee's Eye: Fair lmao. Challenge—
Vee: <So! I smell a scoop. Spill the deets, new friends of mine~!>
Megan: -sudden, hands over mouth- aaaaaaaa no no no don't pry it's rude to pry
Vee: -smug knifecat, shrug- <Showin' concern! Can' jus' turn it off—>
-licking Megan's hand- <Say it nicer~?> .P
Megan: Oh! Um!!
-point, at Daydre- Something! Seems to be bothering you!!
What is up??
-she emphasizes this with a further comforting handshake, which is still occurring-
-Vee leans over and takes a sip of Megan's Oran juice, intensifying her blue-
-knock knock knock-
???: Yes, yes, alright...
-from inside, there's a rummaging, a sort of papery clattering; the sound of disentanglement from a particularly intractable pile of Stuff, despite the best efforts of the involved leading, ultimately, to a smash—and following the dejected groan to sitcom-esque stage audience cheers, appears-
Professor Oak: -shooing peanut gallery Pidgey- Now now, what is it, er—
-blink- You're not my grandson.
Byleth: I'm not.
Professor Oak: -squint- Your hair reminds me of him, but you're not him.
...er, is that shade blue or green?
Byleth: -shrug- Reports differ.
Scorbunny: (blinks) <I got none of that...>
Evelyn: -laughs- What he just proved is that what you've heard about him speaking fluent Japanese is true.
Scorbunny: <Oh. Well, then. I just have one question.>
Kim: “What is it?”
Scorbunny: <Can somebody please teach me Japanese?! Because I want to know what the heck he just said...>
Kim: “Well, you have two speakers directly in front of you and one who is currently learning the language but can’t write a sentence in it to save her life because particles confuse me to no end...”
Scorbunny: (blinks) <Oh, right. I do.>
Kim: “But learning the language is a long and tedious process. You’ll be much better off asking someone for help- namely Ian or Rever, though I highly doubt the latter will say yes- after the wedding.”
Scorbunny: <Okay, then.> (beat) <But seriously, though, what was he saying?>
Evelyn: He said "No joke, Scorbunny!"
Scorbunny: <Oh! Alright, then!> (beat) <Wait, what are particles?>
Kim: “I’ll explain those later. For now, we have a party to attend.”
Grandpa Reynard: Gee, I hope the Ghost Lord and Amaterasu like my chocolate sculpture. I had it based on a few historical portraits of them. Your brother's new girlfriend was so helpful. I love her already.
Galen: She's okay. Glad she's not my type otherwise I'd have stolen her from Gavin five seconds upon meeting her.
Grandpa Reynard: That's not how it usually plays out, Gale.
Galen: Leave me to my fantasies, gramps. I'm still crossing my fingers if the Ghost Lord's wedding is enough to top his picture of him and Flash making out in front of Mars. And I swear getting [Pleasantville] to take the pictures is cheating.
Grandpa Reynard: Well, I'm sure the good people from Asimov would get a team from Contact to explore their space station sooner or later.
Flash: Come on, Gavin. Hurry up. They said they'll be closing these windows in three hours.
Shutter: Patience, my fair Penelope. If we're gonna make my brother green with envy and look good doing it, we're bringing in professional help.
Enter Tommy with a DSLR.
Tommy: Okay, so after this. We're even, right? You're not gonna spring another favor from me unless you're willing to cough up the dough. Is that clear?
Shutter and Flash in unison: Yes.
Tommy: I trust you. Now let's get cracking. Hank's paying me extra to get a few shots of the sandstorm in the horizon.
Gimbal comes in, possessing an MP3 player (people still have those?) and starts playing cliché photo shoot music.
Tommy arrives, looking a bit worse for wear, as if he had a really busy day. The kind of busy that involves shutting down yet another group of contraband smugglers. They were looking for new clients since Mobiüs went out of business.
Shutter: Dude, we are so glad you can make it. Thorpe said he couldn't do it and we really needed one more person to complete the performance. Stupid strep throat epidemic.
Tommy: Okay, okay. I'll let it slide this time.
Tommy receives a check from Shutter. He is pleased by the number of zeroes.
Shutter: You seemed to have a rough day.
Tommy: Another day's work. Contraband smuggler convention at the docks.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 20th 2020 at 2:00:00 AM
-Ian and Piku-chan explore the hangar.-
Me: So this is Asimov's Mars base, huh?
Piku-chan: <It's almost as high-tech as the Stormchaser...>
Me: Yeah... but my main question is... What exactly is it that we do here?
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Jan 19th 2020 at 12:53:40 PM
"My guess?" Colton started, walking a bit ahead of Ian. "Any work towards making Mars habitable, they try to do. But tourists? That's where I'm stuck," he admitted, using his phone to take as many photos as he could of the terrain before pausing and deleting them.
Catching sight of a familiar face running a bar, Colton paused. He reached into his bag, pulling out a Moon Stone on a string. He stood up and started walking off.
"Where ya going?" Sylveon asked, though her trainer didn't answer.
Gail looked at her, and Sylveon's eyes met the Kalosian's.
A blush cross the latter's face to the confusion of the former.
- DS, Rouge and Eli are making their way back to the wedding location -
Rouge: <You know, after all this, I really want to get to know you better, DS!>
DS: Ah... Yeah, I've certainly had some interesting adventures...
-Kat is hurriedly rummaging through her bag.-
Kat: Finally! How did I manage to lose this, it's the only thing in this pocket!
-She takes a vaguely gift card shaped present over to wherever the presents are being put.-
Kat: This is from Cady and I. We got it from Ersatz, so we're not quite sure what it's for but hopefully it isn't too bad.
Julius: -looking outside- It's so... so... Red.
Royal: If it's Ghost type Crunch him!
Nemean Lion: <Of course!>
Human!Ammy: -to Megan and Logan- Oh, they're beautiful!
Umbra: -to Pent- I haven't seen these in centuries... -drools-
Human!Ammy: -to Tagg- Oh, this is super-intresting!
Umbra: -to Tanten- That's a lot of berries...
Human!Ammy: -to Daydre- A blender? We'll find a good use for this!
Umbra: -to Silas- Oh, huh... -opens the box-
Human!Ammy -to Reynard- Chocolate... -also drools-
Umbra: -to Colton- Thanks! -opens the box-
Human!Ammy: to Kat- Oooh, we could use some shopping at Ersatz...
Merlin: Hiya! Megan is it? You want a drink?
-Some of the drinks seem to be normal. Others... aren't. Like the one in front of Megan is glowing.-
-Kat notices the drink stand.-
Kat: Epic! I'm parched!
-She goes over to the stand.-
Kat: Those glowing ones look nice.
Cady: You should probably stick to the normal looking ones...
Kat: Come on, where's the fun in that?
-Kat turns to Merlin.-
Kat: Which of the odd glowy ones would you recommend?
Cady: I'll have one of the normal looking ones, please.
Merlin: I Ds please?
Cady: Here you go!
-She hands Merlin her trainer card.-
-Kat pulls out her trainer card, too.-
Kat: Here's mine.
- DS and the others are here now -
Merlin: Here you go then!
-Hands Kat a red glowy drink-
-Cady just gets a hard cider-
Cady: Nice, a classic.
-She takes a sip of the cider.-
Kat: Ooh! Exciting!
-She downs a significant portion of the glass in a single gulp.-
Cady: Thanks! Loony, you're not supposed to do that.
Edited by QuantumMelody29 on Jan 19th 2020 at 8:03:17 PM
Once Umbra opened the box containing the space heater/humidifier hybrid, a flash came from Colton's pocket.
A Shiny Ninetales appeared, slapped her trainer upside the head with all nine tails and then returned herself.
He didn't even notice as he flashed a photo ID to Merlin.
Pippy: -to Umbrammy- <Why, thank you!> ^v^
Dr. Ironspine Normal Wooloo: -cackles in the distance-
Addie: -waves cheerily, with Megan and Logan-
Megan: -to Merlin- Wow, thanks!
-she drinks it without a second thought-
Megan: ...did it do anything yet?
Professor Oak: Oh, yes, hello. I don't believe I've seen you around here before...
-Byleth shakes her head-
Professor Oak: -nod- In that case, introductions may be necessary.
My name is Oak! Some refer to me as the Pokémon Professor. What is your name?
Professor Oak: Byleth. Well, Byleth, is there a question I can answer for you?
Byleth: What are "Pokémon"?
-Professor Oak startles, then, eyes going wide—mouth a rectangle of sheer astonishment-
What an excellent question! Wh-why, there's any number of approaches we could take—were you intending to discuss the finer ontological points of their existence? Did you have questions on their biology? Oh, there's a great deal of information collated there,
...hmmm, some few take their general existence diegetically, for what that's worth. A rather interesting paper was submitted to me some time ago, where was it—
Sothis: Listen to the rest of the options? Y/>N
Byleth: -sweatdrop- More basic.
Professor Oak: -hiding confusion- More basic...? Without any sort of specifica...
-he mutters to himself, wondering briefly if he's being "punked"—before recent previous incidents catch up to him, and a simpler explanation occurs-
-remembering something- Ah! You wouldn't happen to be one of those extradimensional travelers, would you?
-and the old professor simply lights up, a sprightly glee suffusing his frame-
-it's a rare, luxurious pleasure, the explaining—introducing someone to their very first taste of a long-held passion-
-but it never really gets old-
Professor Oak: -delighted- Well, you've certainly come to the right place!
Sothis: Listen to the explanation? >Y/N
Byleth: -nod, smile-
Professor Oak: Now, where to begin...
-expansively- This world...is inhabited far and wide by creatures called Pokémon.
For some people, Pokémon are pets! Others use them for battling! As for myself...I study Pokémon as a profession.
-thumb, grin- That's, of course, why they call me the Pokémon Professor!
-though deadpan as ever, Byleth listens, rapt-
Edited by Asterisk395 on Jan 19th 2020 at 4:50:51 AM
"Oh, yeah no I live in the Stormchaser now. ... I think my parents still file taxes like I live with them but. Eh."
Rowan: <Look you have an excuse to talk about it now!>
Daydre gives him another >:(, but due to societal convention cannot simply leave Megan without an answer.
"My... Second starter, I guess? Rowan was technically my starter, but I got a Piplup when I started the League. And I.. released him. And the rest of my team from around that time. But that was a long time ago."
Daydre looks around the room at basically everything just to avoid making eye contact with Megan.
... She doesn't seem to have realized how long the handshake has been going on, but continues it.
Daydre gives Ammy a thumbs up and dissipates.
By which I mean she just walks away.
Ama is lying in a hospital bed. She doesn't look great- she seems rather tired (more tired than she does normally, anyway) and kind of pale. There isn't blood coming out of one or more of her orifices at least. The only shift in her body language comes when she regards Daydre's entry with a mix of confusion and contempt. Her eyes pass over Rowan, and for the briefest moment they betray.. Vulnerability? Sadness? Whatever it is, it's gone in an instant. Ama:(Raspily) "... What the hell are you doing here..?" Daydre: "I'm still trying to figure that out myself. I guess.. Curiosity?" Ama: "... That's... So stupid, I could laugh..." She says, whilst looking thoroughly unamused. "Did you think I'd see the light and open up just because you punched me in the stomach?" Daydre makes the face of one who maybe, possibly, thought that that might happen. Ama continues to look thoroughly unamused. Daydre: "I- not, like, exactly, but.." Ama: "Was this ... why you kept me alive?.. Do you... want to question me and feel better about yourself?" Her voice gains an edge as she continues. Rowan bristles and instinctively steps in front of Daydre. That look crosses Ama's eyes again- pain? Regret? Daydre: "That's not why-" Ama: (Interjecting) "... You should have just killed me." She turns over and doesn't say anything more. The air of 'this conversation is over and if you try to push it I will hurt you' permeates the room. Daydre momentarily looks like she wants to say something else, but restrains herself and backs out of the room. "Well, that was a bust wasn't it?" Rowan: <Not unexpected, though.> "... Yeah, you're right." She sighs. As she begins the walk away from the medbay, though, she hears a voice in her mind.
Inside the package, was two straightswords. The first one had a purple hilt and the blade was bone white, there was a purple crystal in the crossguard, as Umbra's hand approached it, wisps of obscuric energy were seen appearing as the crystal began to glow.
The second sword was a black hilt with a firey orange blade, and a bright red crystal in the crossguard, it almost seemed to ignite whenever Ammy's hands went wherever near it. Silas was grinning very widely, "It works."
Roxy sighed and shook her head smiling, "He tends to do this."
"I hear a appropriate present for royalty is a fine blade... at least according to Arthur and technically the ghost lord counts. It took me a week of no sleep just to get Ammy's blade to attune to fire powers, that was a lot of research into methods of auric skill."
"And with Arthur there I couldn't drag him to bed to sleep," Roxy added.
-Might be near DS-
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