PMD-B, D6

Me: <Then, let's go!>

Evelyn: -sleepily- <Yeah... let's go...>

PMD-B D6

Me: -she went towards the Mess Hall- Maybe there eating? Better check just in case.

PMD-B D6 Mess Hall

-She arrived and saw Stylus and the others eating and chatting to each other Oh there they are! -She ran towards them happily- <Hey guys!>

PMD-B, D6

-Ian carries a sleeping Evelyn on his back as he, Piku-chan and Hatty follow Aspen into the Mess Hall, where he found Stylus and the others.-

PMD-B, D6

Me: <Top o' the mornin' to ya, laddies!>

Evelyn: -sleepily- <How goes it...?>

PMD-B D6 Mess Hall

Me: -She took a seat nearby- ''Evelyn is still asleep. I wonder if she slept good at all last night? Oh well... I'll ask her if she wakes up.>

Hulbury, past

-To Channah-

Nothing really, just looking at the sea.

Halis is... perplexed by this request.

Halis: "Huh... ok, that was a lot less words than I was expecting. That's easy."

They opt to heed its advice, however, and promptly proceed to barge into Flamel's Base, invited or otherwise.

They arrive in record time, to add to the confusion. Did they even use a door to get in...?

Halis: "Alright, I'm here, but honestly, you never told me you were royalty, Flamel... or, wait, no, was that me? Aaaah, I'm getting confused and I haven't even gotten talked to at all yet..."

The Walking Mountain, Lower Stratum

Dune: <You have got to be shitting me.>

Selene: <A dance? WOO! I love dances!>

Ajax: <But it's only for one person. And it has to be voted on by a 3/4ths majority. Which... we do not have.>

Dune: <So what. I hate dances.>

Big Dom: <it says here that "the royal progeny" will be in attendance as well. does that not include galvani?>

Dune: <...>

Garuda: <I suspect the timing of this event is no coincidence.>

Rill: <How could they possibly know that we're here?>

Selene: <Well, we have messed up ore shipments...>

Ajax: <... I haven't been eating that much...>

Dune: <We're getting that vote. We need to finish things here.>

Selene: <How?>

Dune: <Our way.>

Selene: <... Isn't that what we've been->

Dune: <No, that's the expected way. Now we're doing it our way. The way we beat Mt. Battle.>

The Walking Mountain, Top Stratum

Janeway: I can't stop her from going to the dance. It is her right, as it is anyone else's. But...

Chakotay: That protection only extends to her.

Janeway: Precisely. And with her being hounded by the two breeding males, Gilgamesh and Tarvek...

Chakotay: We have wiggle room.

Janeway: Precisely.

-She looks over at the monitor, where that insipid girl continued to test her infuriating hover systems.-

PMD-B-D6

-One of the monitors next to Stylus throws up the image of a generic smiling emoji-

/Duck/: >This sounds like an acceptable quest for our little party of particulars.

Turffield

Arc: <Oh! Well!>

-he hops back, holding his flippers out-

Glimmer: -sigh-

Arc: <I can do...>

-the tips of his flippers glow with a silvery light, and-

-are you okay-

-while the writer of the move bubbles is taken away for medical assistance, Arc preens a little-

Glimmer: <...And I still know Ember.>

-she sulks a bit-

Oracle: -lizard smile-

-Ever observes Arc with some trepidation, but forces their attention back to Megan and PEFE!Every-

PEFE!Every: Haven't you ever seen a Pokemon store an object on its person? Watch.

-she fishes around in her pockets for a moment before pulling out what appears to be an old syringe-

Ever: Why do you have that?

PEFE!Every: That's not important right now.

-she hands it to Cytosol, who makes it disappear-

PEFE!Every: So you see.

-she eyes the bubble as it roils-

Ersatz

<I didn't mean anything by that!> Nimbus defended, raising his paws. <It's just... well I'd have assumed you wanted some way to transform, too. It's typically why people come here - transformative trinkets,> he explained.

Edited by AbsentCoder on Mar 11th 2020 at 11:13:34 AM

Turffield, Multimom

Dart takes the Flamethrower and staggers. Without waiting for a command he attempts Synthesis to recover, not it's too little, too late as he falls back and faints.

Will pounds a fist into his palm, then walks to Dart, picks him up, and sets him down next to Moka. Without waking, the Monferno turns and wraps her arms around the Nuzleaf.

Will turns around to face Multimom. Despite the obvious frustration he's expressing, he's still grinning like a maniac.

Will: That was an amazing battle. That Granbull was so tough I needed the hardest hits my Pokemon could pull off! I'm honestly surprised I downed it! Between that and the typings it's no wonder I couldn't beat Houndoom. (suddenly contemplative) I need to get Moka working to teach Dart some Fighting-type moves.

Puri: <Looks like they'll both be fine with a little rest.>

L: <They lost.>

R: <Did we cheer bad?>

Fuka comes and gives each of them an affectionate fist bump with the hand not holding Tizzy.

Fuka: You did great. That's just how it goes sometimes.

Turffeild, Will

Dr. Multimom: -recalls the Houndoom- You gave me a run for my money! And yeah, type coverage is important.

Bolthund: -yawns-

Turffeiild, Big Savings

Iris: So cute...

Coil: They seem to be trying to communicate... What's up little guys?

Ersatz Alliance

-Mog's eyes widen-

Mog: <You can turn me back into an orc?>

Flamel's Base

Flamel: <Halis! Welcome! I have urgent business to discuss.>

-Mer is here too. And... a strange Sandyghast-

Turffeild Outskirts

-A Galarian Meowth eventually crawls out from under Jackie-

Meowth: <You have proven yourself a worthy opponent! I shall join you as a warrior!>

Salamence!Jackie: <I suppose I'm supposed to research Galarian forms...>

-she turns back into a human and hucks a Repeat Ball-

Jackie: I'll call him Duke.

Ersatz

<Er, maybe? Depends on what you become. You might get closer or further,> Nimbus explained, offering a choker with a Poke Ball on it. <Put this on and see what you get. If you like it, it's on him.>

"Hey!"

A Campsite in the wild area

A Yamper is running after a Pokeball, a little too far from the tent.

Halis: "Ohhh... it was urgent? I didn't know. Also, who are these two? I feel like I should know them but I like... don't."

Halis starts sitting on air like it's a chair without even taking a moment to think about it, giving Flamel a slightly tired look. It's hard to tell if they just woke up or if they're falling asleep, honestly.

Halis: "So what's the deal, what's happening?"

Hulbury

Channah: Okay. Hey, do you wanna try out that captain's table place? We haven't done a dinner date in a while.

Turffield, past

Dolabella: <Pff, that's a no. I'm starting to hate humans who don't speak Monese, y'know? Like get on our level.>

Big Savings: -suddenly male voice- Hello. It's nice to meet you.

Dolabella: -twitching slightly- <...>

Hulbury

-To Channah-

Asking me out again, are we Channah?

-Smiling-

Well, I accept.

Turffeild, Big Savings

Coil: Okay this one speaks Galarian.

Iris: Hi there! Do you know where your Trainer is?

Ersatz Alliance

Mog: <...Hm.>

-she puts it on-

-And boom there's a Machop-

Machop!Mog: <...Am I a gnome?>

Flamel's Base

Flamel: <Well you've heard of the cyberattacks affecting the J-Team, correct?>

Sandyghast: <It's hard not to see them.>

Halis: "..."

Halis checks their PDA. Nothing's happening outside of the usual.

Halis: "Uhhh... no? I haven't gotten any weird messages or anything aside from the one about coming here. I don't even know like, the first thing about that stuff honestly, but from the people I have talked to about it before, they say I'm a 'tech hazard' or something like that."

Ersatz

"Eh, kinda," Colton said, snapping his fingers and summoning a mirror for Mog to see herself.

Edited by AbsentCoder on Mar 11th 2020 at 3:39:40 AM

Galar Route 2

Rookiedee: <Salutations.>

Kim: "Well, then, in that regard, I'd say I'm ready for a battle." (She smirks.) "And I know just who I should send out."

Rookiedee: (to himself) <Hm. Hope she doesn't have any Rock or Electric-types; that would be simply terrible...>

(But what Kim sends out is neither of those things. She takes out a PokeBall and throws it in the air, all the while crying out:)

Kim: "Red alert, Geddy!"

(Seconds later, Geddy appears from his PokeBall and looks around.)

Rookiedee: <Hm. A Popplio. Arctocephalus cantus. Interesting.>

Geddy: (after a moment) <Wait... is this a battle?>

Kim: "It is indeed."

Geddy: <I'm... not really much one for battling, but if it gives us a new companion, I'm all for it.> (He blinks.) <I'm Geddy, who are you?>

Rookiedee: <I am a Cyanistes novus.>

Geddy: (blinks) <Um... a what?>

Rookiedee: <My apologies. You may be more familiar with our common name, "Rookiedee." Delighted to make your acquaintance. Now... shall we battle?>

Geddy: <If you want to.>

Rookiedee: <Very well, then. But just so you are aware, I have a strategy, and I will not be going easy on you.>

Galar Route 2

Me: This'll be interesting.

Piku-chan: <Indeed it will!>

Evelyn: Hmm... I wonder what Hatty's scientific name could be...

Tuffield Ruins

Elizabeth: "Looks like a Pokémon. Toxitricity?"

Hulbury

Channah: -grins- Good. Let's go.

Captain's Table, Hulbury

Channah: -looks out the window, then back down at her plate- So much silverware...

Turffield, past

Big Savings: She's in another town. We are sightseeing.

Wyndon Stadium

The Rathalos has been drawn out.

"Finally. You will see the great skills of a hunter!"

Hunter Domino sent out Cotton.

"Show me why these people once thought of you as 'Champion'."

Captain's Table

-Looking at the assorted utensils-

Now I'm remembering back when my grandmother taught Ann and I how to use all of these.