Galar Wild Area

"So you're going to hang back for a short while and train up your newcomers?"

"Honestly, the problem probably lies with me. Sure, I've got some of your 'mons, so they're strong as the rest of the Original Six, but what about the newcomers? I'm not indicting Mae or Minerva, I'm indicting Akatsuki and Kokonoe."

The two canid Pokemon Ammy had caught found they couldn't really be mad at such a statement.

"Actually, I have a pretty fun idea."

A Campsite in the Wild Area, half an hour later

Another indistinct black blob faded away after Akatsuki bit into it with a Thunder Fang. Before he could get tagged from behind, a Flamethrower from Kokonoe struck the other blob in its tracks.

Minerva casually continued to gesture and summon more darkness for them to chase down, chuckling lightly all the while as she reclined on tangible darkness herself.

Before she noticed she was doing it, she was picking up the pace, indifferent to the fatigue of the newcomers. Kokonoe whimpered, slightly pained. Reflexively, Ammy turned her head, noticing how the Boltund and Vulpix were close to collapse and Minerva was conducting a wall of darkness.

In three consecutive flashes - one of transformation, one of her Shiny coat, one of Flame Charge - Minerva was tackled out of her throne. When Ammy's glare met hers, her ears folded back a bit, recognizing she had messed up.

<Are you a shiny, too?> A young voice asked, causing Ammy and Minerva to turn to look at the source. A gold-and-pink blob looked at them curiously, but Ammy couldn't help but smirk.

<Yes, I am. Are you as well?>

<Yeah. It's nice to meet someone else like me.>

<Well, kinda - I don't like to dwell on my Shininess - it's just something about me, as unchangeable as my species. Sorta.>

<Sorta?> The Goomy - that was what he was, Ammy figured - asked.

In response, Ammy stood up off Minerva and returned to humanity. "Soup's on, want some?"

<Heck yeah!>

Sometime later

In a green flash, Ammy appeared in the Stow-on-Side Center, earning a few cursory glances but no further commentary, save for remarks about the awkwardly-colored Goomy on her shoulder. Her trainer soon met her gaze and smiled, approaching.

"Shiny lad?"

"Shiny lad."

"What Pokeball you want?"

"Premier, duh."

"I wasn't asking you."

<... I guess Premier?>

A shorter amount of time later.

"Sweet," Ammy said, taking a paper towel to the shoulder Lilac had been getting comfortable on.

"Shall we make our way to the gym?" Colton asked.

"Eh... I'm a little hesitant to," Ammy conceded. "After Kabu I don't think the team's strong enough. Remember how I needed one more 'mon than he had?"

"So you want me to go first this time?" Colton deduced.

"Y-yeah... I'm nervous for my team."

"No shame in that. I am too. Let's just walk around for a little bit."

The treasure chest opens, its rusted hinges whining loudly as Des forces it open. Inside the treasure chest are a few glittering red rubies, a small pile of gold coins, what looks to be a odd face mask of sorts, that when held aloft in the light almost seemed to flicker as if distorted in reality, and finally several pages of a old journal.

Silas stepped over and whistled, "Damn Great Grandpa, what were you up to down here?"

Hacks stretched, ~So, a bunch of old stuff.~

"Trinkets and baubles, paid for in blood," Silas commented.

Admins rushed about the base filling out paperwork, devoting legal power where needed, assigning jobs to more of the lower rung Hunters, and collected at an old coffee vendor were several Hunters.

The first Hunter was Overdrive, Rank 17, a Hunter who made extensive use of his auric abilities and a heavily psychic based team to track foes down and predict their next move.

The second was Wisp, Rank 12, a Obscuric Hunter who made use of extensive illusions to lure her prey into traps and corners where there would be no escape. Her team was largely flying types so she could observe her plans from above.

The third was Xavier, Rank 14, a Psychic hunter who preferred more direct mental attacks and control, their team was based heavily in fighting, ghost, and fire types to direct the battle to their command and force their opponents wherever they wanted.

Today they had collected over the stale coffee this machine served to discuss something that had been bugging them.

"I saw Delta the other day," Overdrive commented, taking a sip from his cup, "That guy gives me the creeps."

"Wait the Number 2 Hunter? Rank 2 himself? You serious?" Xavier asked, incredulous at the possibility.

"Yeah the top 3 aren't exactly known for making appearances at our bases, they got their own after all," Wisp noted, holding a empty cup.

"No I'm serious. I saw him, even saw him talk with a few of the admins."

The 3 looked around at the various Guild Admins rushing about, Wisp shivered, "Poor guys. I hear that just talking to the Big 3 leads to a heart attack."

"I heard that Sphinx has laser vision," Overdrive added.

"I heard that J just needs to enter a room and her victims throw themselves at her feet," Xavier added, a bit dreamily.

The 3 laughed, the top 10 rungs were nearly impossible to get into, and while most had a top 5 from that, the Guild had a top 3. The 3 most effective hunters, to break into that rung had become a impossibility thanks to Sphinx's clever manipulation. And even if you got past Sphinx, you now had to contend with J and Delta, and honestly working with the master manipulator seemed safer than that.

"So what was Delta like?" Xavier asked, "I hear a lot of rumors about him."

"Yeah, I hear he's a psychic that can manipulate the battlefield, predict outcomes," Wisp added.

"I hear he's an auric who can sense his prey," Xavier said, "Though I've also heard that he is a Obscuric who traps his enemies in neverending illusions and that's why he catches Pokemon so easily."

Overdrive looked a little worried, a little hard to tell through his heavy mask and scarf combo, "Well... I tried scanning him. Yaknow use my aura to see if he holds anything, and... I saw nothing."

"What like he's a normal human being? That's tauroshit there's no way that-" Wisp started.

"Nononono, I mean, I saw his Charizard, I saw the Admin, but I didn't see Delta in auric vision."

The other two turned pale, "whut," Xavier said softly.

Overdrive nodded, "I couldn't detect anything, he has no auric abilities for certain... but I'm unsure if he's even there."

"It could be a Dr. Doom situation, he's making use of a robotic body double!" Xavier offered trying to ease their own worried thoughts.

"Xavier where would he get that technology?" Overdrive asked.

"King Industries?"

Overdrive sighed, "I just don't think so. He seems perfectly human in every other way, I... just don't know what he is."

Wisp looked a little concerned, "He might be a Blank."

Xavier and Overdrive turned to her, "A what?"

"A B-Blank," Wisp responded, "Theorized to be someone who does not register on the auric spectrum but is still alive. He's a deadzone of sorts, illusions, physical attacks, mental tricks still work on him but he'd break out of them faster than others, and he's impossible to track by spectrum means. Nobody's ever seen one but the theory was posed a long long time ago."

The three looked very concerned, footsteps were heard and they all backed into a corner as walking by, was Delta, they turned pale under their masks and each and every one tried to track him.

They saw nothing.

Working with a blank, only in the Hunter's guild could this happen.

Overdrive spoke up after he left, "I vote we bring this concern to the Admins and the Council of 5 when possible."

Xavier and Wisp responded with, "Agreed."

Old Ruins

"Oooh."

Des picked up the mask.

"This is neat."

He turned it in his hand and started to bring it to his face.

<Uh I don't think that's a good idea.>

"Quiet you. Hey, guess the movie?"

He tied the mask over his mouth and made a finger gun.

"You gotta ask yourself, 'do I feel lucky?'."

Edited by PhilosopherStones on May 14th 2020 at 8:10:21 AM

Turffield Stadium Entrance Room, Pre-AFD

Fuka returns Hatty's smile.

Fuka: Thanks, but I'm not really worried. Mom isn't perfect, but she means well and Will knows that. Mom is bound to make a mistake or two... or three... she's still figuring out the whole "how to actually be a mom" thing. Even so, my mother at her worst is still leagues above Will's birth mother, (Fuka's expression doesn't change, but the Poke Balls at her belt twitch sightly), and they have Sami and I keeping an eye on them. They'll be fine.

At this point Puri leaves the conversation. She hops off Fuka's shoulder, soars into the air, and drifts down towards Will, who catches her in his arms without even turning to look. Any uncertainty in his expression fades completely with the presence of both Suzie and Puri next to him.

Turffield Stadium Entrance Room, Pre-AFD

Evelyn: I know you Will.

A scene with Ian at a drumset

-Ian sits at a drumset and...-

-Rimshot-

Turffeild Cafe

Sylvestra: ...Hm. You want me to help you find the spare apples?

Hammerlocke Gym Entrance

Petra: <What does this "Rite Of Flame" do again?>

Metropolis Of Vanity

-The Golurk spins its fists at the party in a Hammer Arm-

-Pink gets the following:-

Galar Mine .2

Dave: For the love of-

-tries to throw something, anything, at the thing assaulting Mia-

-It happens to be a Pokeball-

Dave:

Edited by Umbramatic on May 15th 2020 at 10:49:01 AM

Old Ruins

-Nightingale gives a harsh glare at being cut off before scooping up the more mundane treasure from the chest-

Dirty Harry didn't wear a mask, at least not in that scene. I don't think he was worried about his identity that much.

-She shrugs and steps away after looting-

Does this mean we are done?

Vain Idolasphere

Anthem: <Not a ghost type? Perfect! I can actually do stuff in this fight.>

-Eris notes this and charges in for a High-Jump Kick-

Mimic: Why does the machine have Blazing Ones as Shadows?

-It just continues chomping away-

Hammerlocke, past

-To Petra-

The Rite of Flames is a ritual by which through sapient sacrifice, Surtr will always resurrect when killed, until he runs out of suitable sacrifices.

Metropolis of Vanity

Mokele-Mbembe: -Is hit and loses about half health, before firing off an Earth Power at Garrick-

Halis deftly avoids the Hammer Arm by... simply ducking under it, due to their previous self-distancing.

Halis: <These guys are aggressive, but they sure aren't any good at aiming... I guess that's a good thing, though.>

They get an idea, and start trying to annoy the enemy with Swagger, speaking up a bit.

Halis: <Hey, uh, you! Yeah, the big guy! I bet you can't catch me at all! All strength, no dexterity, y'get it? In case you don't, I'm calling you slow!>

They aren't usually one for taunts, and they don't even know if it'll work, but they figure it might give the others some sort of opening.

Byleth: ...hm.

Sothis: -internally- My, how despicable!

If I had my sword… Are the sacrifices killed beforehand to "store" lives? Or do they die in his stead?

If it's the latter, we could rescue them. Else, we might need to tie him down and settle for rescuing everyone he would feed to it. If we can incapacitate him, tie him down in some way—we won't need to worry about killing him. . _.

I need to go fishing.

Do you ever not?

Mm.

-oh they're ecstatic-

(-that guitar riff-)

-Ceal eyes Christina with a glint in their eye, Tripod hums quietly along- c:

-Thespi holds on a little longer, one eye open—just leaning on Suiko's shoulder-

Lapis, wearing a tiny Rabbid cloak: ...bwah.

-a number of Pokémon sit around a table-

-this is thoroughly unremarkable, but it was sweet for their Trainer to leave them money to order stuff-

Pippy: -putting away his wallet- <Oh, that's where hammerspace is.>

Vee: <...do it again, I wasn' looking.>

-Pippy takes out his wallet-

Vee: <...>

-Pippy puts it back-

Vee: <......>

-Pippy pulls a coin out from behind her ear-

-Vee's ear grows a mouth and nips at his claws, the coin vanishing-

Pippy: <See, you figured it out!> ^v^

Vee: -mumbling- <Eh, I can feel it rattlin' around.>

Pippy: -primly- <Truly a blessing of Palkia.>

-he pecks up a seared Wishiwashi-

Pollen: <Not that this isn't...fascinating, but...why are we here.>

Vee: <Food.>

-Pollen looks up from her bowl of home-sourced sugar water, toward the fried Arrokuda Vee's unsatisfyingly draining the meager remaining vitality from-

Pippy: -birds don't chew- <Ceal's concert!>

Pollen: <We're not even attending.>

Pippy: -swallow- <Didn't wanna "harsh their vibes". Really wanted Megan there, though. Fair.>

Vee: <I still don' like what that thing does to her head.>

Fraidy: -awkwardly concealing the small pile of Cutiefly she ordered by mistake- <I-it sounds nice to be someone else for awhile…> q-q

Vee: <...how? No matter what you do, you're still gonna be you.>

Pollen: -can see through objects, ceased caring some time ago- <Sigh. Yeppers.>

Fraidy: Q~Q

Vee: <...anywho! It's time fer yer second lesson, kiddo.>

Fraidy: <...> ;O;

-she sticks out her tongue and takes a bite-

Edited by Asterisk395 on May 17th 2020 at 5:43:42 AM

Hulbury, [Royal Court Theatre]

-Olivia rips her choker off and tosses it in the air, a flash of light hiding her as the yellow vial of liquid disappears into her veritable lens flare.-

Christina: "♫ Fighting GOLD! ♫"

-Dozens of Pom-Pom Oricorio's scatter about the stage, dancing peppily in sync.-

Christina: "♫ You'll only find it in those/

Believe in what is deep inside/

I promise you will shine/

Break the mold/

Until your fire dies/

Against the gods tonight/

Determined, we will fight/

Ye, who have indomitable souls/

Fighting GOLD!♫"

-As the soung mellows back out, birb Olivia dissipates her clones and perches on Liv's shoulder.-

-Speaking of, Liv is alive! And not dead from anxiety. Progress?-

-Elizabeth glows lightly and leaves her uke suspended in midair, strings plucked by the same pink energy holding it in the air. With a microphone in hand, Liz slowly walks forward.-

-Her voice is more soulful, reflective than the upbeat, energizing voice of Christina.-

Elizabeth: "♫ Even more than prayers that are ringing/

The most precious, sought-after thing/

Is moving forward with your heart... ♫"

-The song picks back up, hurried ukulele and piano in tandem.-

Elizabeth: "♫ As we crawl all across the planet/

How we seek to try to understand it/

All the stars above us in the sky!♫"

-She and Christina gaze at each other.-

"♫So build a future with me"

"♫No one has seen♫"

"♫Unyielding bonds, you must embrace♫"

"♫And wounded resolutions♫"

"♫Unfinished resolutions♫"

"♫Take that first step and you're walking away!♫"

-The song crescendos again and they look away from each other.-

-Deep breath, Liz.-

Christina / Elizabeth: "♫Fighting GOLD!"

-Liz and Christina strike poses as Olivia backflips and creates another Double Team clone. They both hover in midair by the singers before dancing again, using real moves like Revelation Dance and Thunderbolt to create an explosive display.-

-Don't worry, Olivia's holding back to keep everyone safe.-

Christina / Elizabeth: "♫ You'll only find it in those/

Believe in what is deep inside/

I promise you will shine/

Break the mold/

Until your fire dies/

Against the gods tonight/

Determined, we will fight/

Ye, who have indomitable souls/

Fighting GOLD!"

Christina: "Find that deep strength inside/

and show it to the light!"

Christina/ Elizabeth: "Fighting GOLD!"

You'll only find it in those/

Believe in what is deep inside/

I promise you will shine/

Break the mold/

Until your fire dies/

Against the gods tonight/

Determined, we will fight/

Ye, who have indomitable souls/

Fighting GOLD!♫"

-The last note of the song echoes in the air. The band desperately tries not to pant for air as they gauge the crowd's reactions. Were they good? Bad? Creative? Unoriginal? Talented? Committing copyright infringement?-

-Well, this falls under fair use so at least it's not that last one.-

-Also, Hulbury is the home of the Orbeatles. So clearly its population just cheers on whatever musicians they see.-

Ceal: ^o^

Human!Tripod: :)

-Thespi lets the aloof façade dissolve—she yells with the best of them when the cheering starts- XD

-and the cheering does start-

-somewhere between the explosions and the duet and the instrumentation—that was good-

-even if it wasn't, of course it was copyright infringement, in the best way-

-all the world's a stage, and we're all playing pirates in hulbury-

Hoodie!Suiko: -claps enthusiastically-

Pippy: -livening up- <We've had dozens of lessons in the past few weeks alone.>

Vee: <Hush! Never question the logic of those educating you—>

Pippy: <Noooo you can ask us anything—>

Vee: -grin- <—or else I will bite you.>

<In the behavior chart. Wit' star stickers. An' respect.>

Fraidy: ;-;

Vee: .3

Pollen: ÒnÓ

Waiter: -walking by, pause- ...how do you make that expression without eyebrows?

Pollen: <Unending rage.>

Waiter: -moving on- Buzz on, little 'bee.

-he fingertip-pets her on the head and swaps the table's little flower vase for fresh ones, which she grumps her way through appreciating-

Pippy: <Do we even have a behavior chart?>

Vee: -triumphant- <You will carve one!>

Pippy: <Walked right into that one.> -v-

Vee: <Backsass! You get a star.>

Pippy: -jazz flippers- <yayyyyyyy>

-Vee sniffs the enthusiasm right out of his utterance and bites him on the flipper-

-his wing fluffs up into spiky metal spikes, which sort of gnaw her as she gnaws back-

Pippy: ;P

Vee: .PPP

-it's one of their things-

Pollen: <Do we even have star—wait no.>

Vee: -muffled- <You will make 'em! Outta flowers an' honey glue.> ^w

Pollen: <Nuh-uh.>

Vee: -ptui- <Blunt refusal! You get a demerit.>

Pollen: <Oh come ON—>

Vee: <But we don' have any, so you gotta make yerself one.>

<Five-pointed, wit' flowers an' honey glue.>

Pollen: .

Vee: <movin' onnn…> .33

<...> -she savors a bite of Arrokuda husk-

-...-

<...> -everyone leans in-

-mmm, ashy-

Fraidy: <a—>

Vee: -leaning in close, grinning toothily- <D'you wanna learn how t' tear the world apart at the seams?>

Fraidy: <...a.> O_O

<aa> Q-Q

Pollen: <You never taught me how to tear the world apart at the seams.>

Vee: <'cause it ain't allowed! Which I don' really care about, but it also ain't possible.>

Pollen: <Which you also don't care about.>

Vee: <An' you already knew! Talented li'l bug.>

Pollen: -...grumble-

Fraidy: <yes i want to know please> Q.Q

-Vee reaches out, and pets her on the head-

Fraidy: Q-Q

-and through the medium of her paw, makes a Mom Sound-

Fraidy: T~T

-it vibrates her fin in a comforting manner-

Fraidy: -vibrates-

Vee: -vibrates-

-they're just vibing-

Pollen: <...>

Vee: -solemn- <...today.>

<We're gonna teach you how to swear.>

stormchaser

-There's a Mimikyu here.-

The Stormchaser, present

A wild Glitch Boy appears.

Beck seems... not entirely surprised.

The visitor flickers a bit. The look on his face seems to indicate that he went through hell. Or an old man's demon-infested

Beck: We've been expecting you.

The new guy flickers some more.

Upton: I can explain.

Beck: No need for that, mate. Your companion already explained everything. We won't talk about your... condition.

Tommy walks by. Smug angry face on him. Does it suit him at all? Probably not. But he's capable of that expression and it is clearly there to annoy his coworker.

Tommy: Thanks, Mr. Beckett. I'll take it from here.

Upton: You little bitch.

Tommy: You still owe me nine pastrami sandwiches and it's hard to find a good kosher deli in Wedgehurst.

Upton: I... you're pretty ballsy for a nerd, you know that?

Tommy: It comes with the territory.

Upton: Right.

Tommy: We had accommodations prepared but we won't be staying too long. You know why you're here.

Upton: They know I missed practice a few times—

Tommy: Few. You're funny. The choir just called me up a few days ago and we're told to attend the Battle of the Bands in their absence.

Upton: You suck at singing.

Tommy: Which is why I need you.

Upton: Are you assuming because I'm part bird, I know how to sing?

Tommy: No. I'm assuming you know how to sing because I've heard you sing and you clearly know how to sing.

Upton: You came to the right place. But first movie night. You promised movie night!

Tommy: Oh yeah. What were we gonna watch again? [Citizen Kane], right?

Upton: Yeah. Can't call yourself a film nerd if you didn't watch it.

Tommy:' Sure is. Also, did you know that Rosebud referred to the sled he owned when he was a child?

Beat.

Upton: Did you just Parker Netherlands me?

Tommy: Does it really count if it's an old movie?

Metropolis Vanity

Rage and Love, annoyed with himself, notices Mercury Digging again. He shook his head, realizing that was just about the extent of what the Rockruff could do. Fortunately, that's why he had joined in - so that that wouldn't be the case.

Hammerlocke

"So we need to defeat him, but not kill him," Roy figured.

Stormchaser

"Who said the movie has to be old?" A voice asked. Some cyan-haired girl in her early twenties was approaching, a bass guitar across her back. "I could point to all sorts of media from the last ten years with well-known twists, most of them from the same company," she summarized.

“What are you two on about? And who’s this? And why do they look like they had a nasty accident with a Porygon-Z?”

Mama slept soundly, leaning heavily on Clara’s shoulders. Clara looked rather drowsy herself.

Stormchaser

Tommy: See? She gets it.

Upton: I... don't follow.

Tommy: It's not a spoiler if it's obvious. Like the fact that you're a gl—

Upton gives Tommy a subtle electric shock.

Tommy: Ow! Dude, I have equipment on me.

Upton: Got a problem with that? Why don't you run home to your mama?

Phineas, via speech device, and clearly being ignored: Now, Adonis, that's no way to talk to someon—

Tommy: At least I'm not the one who lived under a rock. Didn't you watch movies growing up?

Beat.

Phineas: He didn't. That was mostly my fault.

Tommy: Oh. I'm sorry.

Upton, still somewhat hurt: It's okay. I'm sorry about what I said about your mom.

Upton turned around and saw... a talking gurdurr. Also, he glitches out again.

Tommy: These people have seen everything, Braun. Don't bother lying.

Phineas: Peculiar, has she been modified?

Upton: Shut up. Why is she talking?

Tommy: You don't have to be rude, Braun. She can talk, now talk to her in return.

He turns to the cyan-haired girl.

Tommy: I am very sorry, Miss. My partner and I were in the middle of a heated discussion about movie night.

Out of Upton's backpack emerged a rotom drone.

Phineas: Hello! My name is Phineas and this is my trainer. Go ahead and say hello. We have much to discuss.

Upton, glitching: Hello.

Edited by MasterJayAM on May 15th 2020 at 5:53:13 PM

Stormchaser

"Uh, hi. I'm Mae," she said simply, reaching a hand for her bass guitar. "I was just about to get some solo practice in. I heard you say 'Battle of the Bands' and got a little excited." She admitted, putting a hand in her pocket. "H-how many are there in your band?" She asked, changing the subject.

“Hey, um... m- my name’s Clara, and this is my mom... oh, she’s kind of asleep right now. B- but I can show you some of my other Pokémon if you’re interested!”

Clara took a Pokéball from her sash, opening it to show the humans a miniature purple Roggenrola.

Stormchaser

Upton: Right now, I only have da— Phineas with me, but I have other pokémon, too. I'll let you meet them.

Tommy: My company's employee choir joined this contest a few months ago, but due to scheduling conflicts, none of them could go except for me and my partner here. It's a long story, but we're due for one more performance, though I don't think we can compete anymore.

Back in HQ, several days ago

Hank: Absolutely not! We are not about to have you hucksters drop what you're doing so that you can attend a singing contest that you should've wrapped up earlier. We're a publication. With deadlines. It's a miracle anything gets done in this department with you lollygaggers mucking about doing your glee club routine.

Flash: Well, we're far from understaffed. We usually have a lot more free time on our hands.

Shutter: You'd think we'd have more wackadoo power-of-friendship style adventures that way.

Flash: Oh, like the J-Team. Though we're just as likely to end up just following someone else's adventures. Ain't that right, Jon?

Jonathan: Don't we go on enough adventures on the field already?

Flash: Easy for you to say, you go on reckless [Tintin] nonsense all the time like you're some sort of superhero.

Hank: Do not use the S word here, please.

Jonathan: Shouldn't we have sent a message that we couldn't attend and must drop out?

Shutter: It arrived late. By the time we could send it, the scheduling conflict got worse. This isn't gonna reflect well on whoever is organizing that show, though.

Flash: So, what does that mean?

Shutter: It means that the only two people in Galar right now must show up.

Flash: Upton never makes it to practice... and Tommy can't sing for shit.

Hank: Oh, my god. That is serious. They'll butcher Spamalot.

Shutter: Wait, I've got an idea. How's our livestreaming capacity?

Stormchaser

"Ouch," Mae winced. "The bottom line is a powerful force." She pulled her hand out of her pocket, a joint between two fingers. With a click of her teeth, the open end caught a spark, and she began to puff away.

Stormchaser

Upton sniffs around. He likes what he smells.

Upton: Skittynip. Nice.

“Ph... Phineas, that’s a nice name, this is, um... s- sorry, I suddenly just feel really tired. I- This is Purpurun, my Roggenrola. Pur-pur? <Pur-pur, can you say hi?>”

<He’s gonna capture me and take me back he’s gon a capture me and take me back he’s gonna->

Clara swiftly returned the shiny Pokémon to his ball.

“......Ahaha.... nevermind him, he’s shy. I’d let you talk to my mom if she were awake.....”

Stormchaser

"Who's gonna capture him?" Mae asked, curious before she took another drag. With her free hand, she drew a bottle of water and drank a little. "I mean, if he's got a Pokeball bound to you there's nothing to worry about if someone other than you wants him." She let her joint rest in the corner of her mouth, reaching for the neck of her bass guitar before plucking it disinterestedly.

"A victory nonetheless, to home, you've earned it."

Something appeared before Silas, he looked it over, it was a old crest, he gripped it tight and turned it over, almost squeezing it.

There was a bright flash of light, and the party was engulfed.

Henderson waved, "Ah, welcome back! 6 hours, very nice dive! Future ones will be a bit longer!"

Silas looked about and then looked at the crest, blinking, "Oh... crap."

~Artifacts... magic... Honestly, I hate magic.~

"Blame me for that pal, I've gotten you too used to science."

The Pen shrugged at Gale, Thankfully what we do isn't magic. I just break rules.

Silas grumbled a bit as he hefted his sword, "6 hours... so the dives down are doable in a reasonable timeframe... How soon can we send down the next expedition?"

"Whenever the party is ready. Do you have plans?"

Silas nodded, "Take us back to the manor, I have many plans to discuss."

Silas grinned a bit as he realized, "Wait... steel and dark type?"

Knight started to laugh as he clenched his fists, and flew forward at the Golurk, screaming, [[AC: "ORA! ORAORAORAORAORAORAOORA! OOOOORAAAAA!!!"

Edited by EchoingSilence on May 15th 2020 at 9:56:15 AM