[Burj-Al-Arab]

-Salem follows the [Emiraiti] Concierge into the elevator, astonished by all the Pokémon he's seeing.-

Salem: I don't think I've ever seen a Milotic in those colors before...

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Stormchaser

“Hey, Zoroark. I guess I was able to learn Galarian... or rather, Unovan, um, because my species’ lineage has a diverse language pool as well? I mean, I’ve only ever heard Common and Kalosian Conkeldurr, not sure about the Hoenn dialect and others... I’m probably rambling now, aren’t I? Sorry if I’m being annoying. Ahaha...”

<New Message from tomiyaki: hey clara, tell me more about your tea party>

<TOMI SHUT UP OMA>

Hop on Pokémon Infinite Fusion

Turffield Stadium, Watching Ian & Evelyn vs Milo

Fuka: Neither of them gave any commands.

Suzie: One or both must be telepathic.

Fuka: Evelyn, for sure. Don't know about Ian.

Suzie: Makes sense, given her affinity with her Hattrem. By the way, it seemed like you two knew each other.

Fuka: We helped save Santa together.

Suzie: Ah.

A few moments pass, Fuka looks at Suzie.

Fuka: You're not even going to question that?

Suzie: Why? You think I'm going to say "Santa's not real?" How do you think I made it home for Christmas every year?

Suzie ruffles Fuka's hair affectionately.

Suzie: Someone was always a very good girl.

Fuka (in her most teenage voice): Mo~om!

She pulls away, blushing

Edited by sgamer82 on May 28th 2020 at 6:49:06 AM

S-O-S

<Hey, who's been well-behaved?> Lilac asks with a slight chuckle.

Ammy wasn't paying attention, she practically melted upon being called a good girl.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Turffield Stadium, VS Milo

-Mirai skips up to Milo's (unwary) Tsareena and kisses her on the cheek.-

-Milo's Tsareena blushes a pinkish-red as a surge of energy emanates from her and is absorbed by Mirai, who blissfully skips back to Evelyn's side of the field.-

-Milo's Tsareena puts her hand to her cheek and continues to blush. She did not expect that at all.-

-Milo's Ludicolo stops dancing, looks at Tsareena, and suppresses his urge to laugh at how Tsareena was so easily caught off-guard.-

Hanuman: -from underground- <Here it comes, my STRIATON RAGE!!!>

-Hanuman rises up from the ground, unleashing his Striaton Rage on an unsuspecting Ludicolo, knocking it into the air.-

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Turffield Stadium, Watching Ian & Evelyn vs Milo

Fuka (in response to the Draining Kiss): D'awwwww...

Suzie: You realize that was an attack, right?

Fuka: It was as sweet as it was predatory.

Suzie: I'm really curious to see what happens when you discover boys...

The cheering Pokemon let out a loud whoop of joy as Hanuman's Striaton Rage lands

-and some peoplemon walk out-

Human!Thespi: -clinging to Suiko's arm, beaming- I'm gonna take you out on the town! The markets here are lovely, you've gotta see—oh! Have you ever tried ice cream?

Suiko: -laughing- Actually, n—

Vee: <Ahem.>

-and it's Megan in a gray hoodie and jeans-

Megan: -blink- Vee!

Human!Thespi: -blink- Oh, hi.

-Thespi lets go-

Vee: -drawl, sidling up- <Helloooo.>

-whisking Megan away- <Made old friends? Concert went well? Had fun?> .3

Megan: Uh, yeah! Yes, and yes.

Ceal: -resting chin on flippers- <O-oh, you'd b-better believe it.> <•:

-the rest of Vee's entourage catches up-

Fraidy: -trotting up- <...>

Tripod: <...>

Both: -stare- <.........>

-they accept this high-quality company-

Pollen: <...hi.>

Human!Thespi: -smug- Hello.

Pollen: <ugh. Had fun wasting time on pointless showtunes?>

Human!Thespi: As a matter of fact, I did!

-sparkling- We sang a song about legendary heroes, scattered across space and time.

-tapping her lips- It's a lovely prelude to the songs we'll sing about ourselves.

Pollen: <Ugh.>

Human!Thespi: -wink- Who knows? Maaaybe you'll change your tune once you see what we're singing about~? Dazzled by our heroics—

Pollen: <UGH.>

Human!Thespi: -nudge Megan- —maybe you'll sing along~? It was pretty catchy, right?

-but Megan's fully occupied, staring at the one bringing up the rear-

Megan: ......Pippy.

Pippy: -lingering- <...hi.>

-they stare at each other for a long moment-

Both: I got you someth—>

Pippy: <Uh.>

Megan: Um.

Pippy: <You—me...first…?>

-without waiting for a reply, he pulls out a basket holding a little bushel of Poffins-

Megan: -staring- ...these are my favorite flavor.

Pippy: <Mhm.>

-...-

Megan: -almost hugging it, looking at him- ...thank you.

Pippy: -valiantly, faintly- <No problem.>

-she holds out a little rectangle, wrapped in paper-

-he runs a delicate feather down the cover—the wrapping, not five minutes since application, falls away in two neat halves-

-revealing a disc-

Megan: I, uh. Bought you a recording. Of them.

Human!Thespi: -blink-

Pippy: -turning it over, looking it over- <...oh.>

Megan: I know you, uh. Like...seeing them do good.

Ceal: -...wibble-

Pippy: -softly- <...yeah. Yeah, that's right.>

<...thank you.> ^v^

Megan: ^-^

-...-

Megan: So, uh.

Before we…?

Pippy: <...before…?>

-they look expectantly at each other-

Megan: ...is there. Anything, that.

-not looking- We should...consider. To put on the table.

Get off the table. The metaphorical, treasure chest...before we open that sucker up!

-she swings her arm to express enthusiasm-

Pippy: -scratching the back of his neck- <Uh…>

-...-

<Fraidy knows…most of a new move?>

Fraidy: <...hi>

Megan: -gasp-

-excited- Oh, which one?

Fraidy: -quiver- <water pledge>

Megan: Ooooh, that's a good one. We got a lot of Shards once we learned how to Tutor—

-looking back at him- Oh did Vee do the secret—

Pippy: -bright- <She did!!>

Megan: Oh my gosh—!

Pippy: -gush- <I really think there's potential for a lovely refined form, here, Fraidy's got—>

Human!Thespi: -ahem-

-one (1) cloud person commands the stage-

Human!Thespi: -leaning in- Iiiin the face of this narrative dead end…^* Megan: What?

Pippy: <Oh!>

<I'm sorry, I didn't mean to distract—would you, perhaps, at some point, consider…>

-Mareepish- <...doing an encore…?>

Human!Thespi: -glittery grin- I can get you a backstage exclusive.

Pippy: <Oh...oh goodness.> OvO <You've really gone up in the world, haven't you?>

-ruffling her head- <I am so proud of you.>

Human!Thespi: -thoroughly ruffled- Ehehe…

Tripod: -happy chirp-

---

-a short distance away from this expression of quasipaternal pride, facing the distracted Pastoria duo-

Vee: -headtilt- <I can't make heads or tails of this.>

Pollen: -likewise, frowning- <It's...such a mess.>

Vee: <C'mon, we're actual empaths, you'd thin' this'd be easier to sort out.>

Pollen: -hiss- <I have lenses to appreciate flowers beyond ordinary light. You have a nose for vulnerable soul to eat.>

-Vee stares sharply at her, silent, but Pollen's fixed on the scene before her-

-Megan bumps Ceal's shoulder, and Ceal amicably nudges her knee-

Pollen: -flitting away- <Let's get to the Gym.>

Vee: -heavily- <...hey!>

-she scampers after her, leaving the gathering behind-

No mind to think. No will to break.

Stow-On-Side

-Gale smiles and continues the affection-

Well I'm always on my best misbehavior.

[Burj Of The First Day]

Kitbash: Gotta love a pretty little palette swap. Yaknow I should probably put on my 'business helmet' but first...

-He reaches into the duffel currently being worn like a backpack and extracts about three bulb-headed lollipops in garish wrappers between his fingers-

Kitbash: Anyone want a sucker? I bought a big bag at the duty-free back in the Un-oh and it's been a legesend on the flight when I couldn't hook up to wifi or tinker with my toys.

-Without actually waiting for a response he plucks one of the lollipops with his other hand and starts unwrapping it-

Kitbash: Jackpot, it's cola flavor.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

S-O-S

Colton, Lilac and Ammy stifled a laugh.

"Mood," Ammy agreed simply.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

[Burj of the First Day, ??? Hours Remaining...]

Salem: Yeah, I'd like one, please.

-Salem reaches into the bag of lollipops and takes one, which he unwraps and sticks into his mouth.-

Salem: -thinks to himself- Target acquired. Watermelon flavored...

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Stormchaser

Phineas: Common? I don't quite follow.

Baal: The most frequently encountered Conkeldurr dialect. What humans describe as Pokémonese is a complex of more-or-less mutually intelligible languages adapted to a specific population of a species. The most familiar and the one taught to humans in university courses in this corner of the multiverse is Domestic Monese, the dialect continuum spoken by captive-bred Pokémon.

Phineas: Fascinating.

Baal: It is, of course, a unique quirk in our biology that our languages are intelligible between other Pokémon. Human languages are, for reasons that still elude me, much more complicated. The vocalizations must have been difficult to pick up, Clara. Don't sell yourself short; you must be very intelligent to master Galarian. outside of a few species it is monumentally difficult for Pokémon to speak any human language.

Phineas: Without trying to fake it through illusions, of course.

Baal: Says the rotom who uses a machine to talk. That is a checkmate, doctor.

Phineas: Well played, Baal. Well played.

Baal: Would you look at the time? We best be going. Wouldn't want to disturb your mother. In the morning, you may meet up with some of the other residents. Or Mr. Thomas if he comes by this way.

Stormchaser Geo Soc Tempquarters

Upton: Hey, Mrs. Petersen. Where'd Thomas go.

Gimbal: Out on an errand.

Upton: Oh, you mean, that. You... approve of this behavior?

Gimbal: It took some getting used to but yeah. Couldn't be more proud of him if I wanted to.

Upton: Good for him.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Nov 3rd 2020 at 11:18:48 PM

Stormchaser

Coil: A closet?

-Iris opens one-

Turffeild

Sylvestra: Well he's a weremon so Paul will want him even though they shed but more importantly he has a very special Flygon...

Hammerlocke

Heracles: -snarls and Stares at Byleth regarding the blue family, almost in... silent communication-

Ilya: Yeah, I'm presuming we call more of the J-Team?

Pokemon Den

-Neon very very cautiously opens the Ultra Ball-

-And a normal-size Hattena emerges and bows.-

Hattena: <Thank you for freeing me from that daze, young warrior. I owe you a debt of gratitude.>

Neon: Oh, uh, you're welcome. Do... You want a name?

Hattena: If you can think of one.

Neon: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

-We'll be back-

Edited by Umbramatic on May 29th 2020 at 2:12:20 PM

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stormchaser

Eva: I guess it could be that one? How many closets are on this ship anyway?

-She walks into the closet and disappears.-

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Stormchaser

“See you guys, then. I should probably get me and my mum over to bed.”

<New Message from tomiyaki: do it or I’m sending keke the pizza story>

<yOU BETTER NOT>

Noting how late it was, Clara hauled her mother up, carrying her in both arms as she headed off towards a bedroom (wherever it was). Suzuki, who she had somehow forgotten was still out, remained seeded firmly in the floor, mumbling to themself about Kanto.

Hop on Pokémon Infinite Fusion

On the Burj of Something Great

Domino was fixated on the shiny mons in the tank.

"Meh. I've hunted prettier."

He looks over at Kitbash offering suckers.

"Aw yes. The manufactured candies you people have."

He takes one and pops it in his mouth.

"...tastes like someone's idea of a lemon."

GIVE ME YOUR FACE

Stow-On-Side

Yaknow how it is with me, a little mischief doesn't go astray.

-She shrugs and winks-

Hmmmm as much as I'd like to stick around and scritch all day I'm running out of proper topics to talk about...

[The Burj of Something Great (but not as great as the other one)]

Kitbash: And folks say there's no civility among Hunters.

-Kitbash pops a smile behind the medical mask and clicks their tongue before sticking the lollipop under the mask-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

In return, Fyodor snickered, bending a bit lower so he'd be clsoer to Sami's ear, whispering back equally conspiratorial

Fyodor: <Hehe, I feel you there. I've also got someone in my team that's like this.>

For a moment, Alyesha wanted to turn and remark something, though, decided she might as well leave the two whisperers to it and let Fyodor have his fun. She instead smiled and nodded towards Will when he remarked the possible toughness of his opponents.

Alyesha: "Yeah, but... then again you could look up arena leaders in other regions as well to get a feeling for who they'd use in the matches. Still, I did see some matches and... yeah, the people here are really strong."

With Sami interjecting, Alyesha couldn't help but chukle at the reminder

Alyesha: "Don't worry, Sami, I won't hold up Will longer from this important work - but... maybe I could persuade you to lend him to me for just a few minutes more with this~"

Saying that, Alyesha procured a Poké Puff from her bag, holding it out to Sami with a smile.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

[Burj-al-Arab]

Salem: -smirks while enjoying his lollipop- Well, I guess those folks must've met Domino...

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

S-O-S

"I guess that's a good thing?" Colton offered. "No big threats or anything of the sort?"

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

The door to Room 101 opened, and in there was a neat and tidy office space, a single table with a wraparound seating arrangement, mirrors everywhere, and at the "head" was a grinning Mr. King, a simple waistcoat style was what he wore, "Please sit," he said, dismissing the guide.

The door closed, and suddenly everyone would become aware of the silence in the room, this wasn't normal background white noise silence, this was a absence of every other sound.

"So, let's get down to business, what do you 3 know so far?" Mr. King asked, digging into a bag and setting down the familiar orange helmet.

[Can You Really Call This A Burj Hotel, I Didn't Receive A Mint On My Pillow Or Anything]

-Salem sits down, watermelon lollipop still in mouth.-

Salem: All I know is that I was called here by Delta and he said to come in disguise, so I did.

Turffield Stadium, VS Milo

-The Ludicolo knocked into the air by Hanuman's Striaton Rage falls back to the ground with a resounding "THUD!". When the dust settles, Milo's Ludicolo is lying on its back, waving a white flag around.-

Ludicolo: <I know when I'm beat.>

Referee: -semi-confusedly- Ludicolo is unable to battle!

-Milo calls his Ludicolo back.-

Milo: Nice little trick there, but I still have Tsareena for you to worry about! Use Zen Headbutt!

-Milo's Tsareena closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, focusing her mind. As she meditates, her head begins to glow and she opens her eyes.-

-Milo's Tsareena then charges headlong at Mirai.-

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Mr. King's Suite, [Burj al-Arab]

The [Emiraiti] concierge waited in the antechamber outside the Room The drone following her roared to life, revealing a Porygon-Z.

Ma'at: Good job, Fatima. The benefactor shall reward you generously. You are dismissed.

Fatima: My regards to him and Mr. King. Thank you.

She bowed out. The Porygon-Z, meanwhile, lands the drone near a control terminal. She downloads herself into the hidden room.

Room 101

Ma'at manifests herself through a projector within the room.

Ma'at: Several luxury hotels across the world have dedicated rooms like this. Sphinx makes sure that he and his subordinates, clients, and partners are never placed in substandard accommodations. One never knows when prying ears are about.

She projects a large map of the high up floors of the world's tallest building, with the offices of Forward Fronts highlighted. There are still gaps in Ma'at's diagram, waiting for missing pieces to be filled.

Ma'at: Few drops are as perilous as those from the [Burj Khalifa]. Its suites are also the one hotel we've yet to install a Room 101 in. Surprisingly enough, not because of the price. When we secured a room in this building, we knew that this would be the superior choice even as they started building our target structure.

Edited by MasterJayAM on May 29th 2020 at 11:08:00 PM

Stow-On-Side

-Gale lets out a curt 'mhm' as she backs off-

I'll be looking forward to watching more matches and tackling Stow's gym myself...

The Numbered Room

-Kitbash sits silently as the hologram appears before getting up a little in his seat to lean in, removing the lollipop from his mouth to gesture at the highlighted floors-

Kitbash: That's the target innit? Going up the Bigger [Burj] to take something aye? What's the mon we're nabbing?

-He sits down again-

Kitbash: And what's my cut gonna be?

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

S-O-S

"I guess I'll be the first, but I still need a Fire Stone for Kokonoe," Ammy observed.

"Catch," Colton said simply, surprising her as a Fire Stone landed in Ammy's hands.

"... Well then. When did you get this?"

Somewhere in the Wild Area

<Should I also grab a Water Stone?>

<Just grab them all Xatu - never hurts to play it safe.>

S-O-S

"Doesn't matter, give Bea hell for us."

Kokonoe, meanwhile, had placed a paw on the stone and began to evolve.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Turffield Stadium Stands, Watching Ian & Evelyn VS Milo

Fuka: I don't think Milo's used to using non-Grass attacks.

Suzie: Because he aimed for the one who'd be more resistant to the attack? (Fuka nods) I think we're seeing the same kind of thing as when Ronin took down Eldegloss. If I'm right, Milo knows it's their win, he's just making sure to not disappoint the crowd by going down too easy. Milo probably loses more often than he wins, being the first Gym, so he makes losing into as much of a show as winning.

Fuka considers this for a moment, then looks at Ronin.

Fuka: That sounds like something Will and Ronin would do. In fact Will has done something like that.

Suzie: Ironic, isn't it? For all he complains about fighting Gym Leaders, he'd actually make a pretty good one himself.

Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

Will, at Sami's urging, has resumed writing about the Standing Stones. Puri rolls out of his arms and back to the ground so he can have his hands free. Sami looks at Alyesha's offered treat.

Sami: <Oh, I really shouldn't. I'm not as young as I once was and I need to watch my figure... It does look good, though>

Upon noticing Sami's interest, Puri gets a mischevious grin on her face. Without warning she leaps up, snatches the Poke Puff from Alyesha's hand and runs off with it.

Sami: <Hey! Young lady that was not meant for you!>

Sami chases after the Jigglypuff, prepared to offer such'' a reprimand.

Sami (as starts hitting her stride): <Keep an eye on him for me, Zoomer!>

At the Garchomp's parting words, one of Will's Poke Balls opens of its own accord. The light from it finds its way to Will's shoulder and coalesces into the form of a tiny little Spearow. It gives a little salute with its wing.

Zoomer: <Yes, ma'am!> (turns to Will) <What am I keeping an eye on?>

Will pays the Spearow no mind, other than to use a free hand to give him a scritch on the head. Instead he turns to Alyesha.

Will: Yeah, they're strong, but they're predictable. Like you said, you can look up what they might use, and that's the problem. (Will frowns) Where's the fun in a battle where you know what's coming?