Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

The same as Will, Alyesha fed the food to Semyon and Fyodor, each soon looking all but exactly as fit as they had been when starting the fight, with Fyodor perching himself on Alyesha's head while Semyon floated besides her while laughing hearthily

Semyon: <Harr, harr, well shiver me timbers - yer be a splashing fighter>

Upon Will's self reflection, Alyesha gave a nod, though as of now, she didn't want to interfere for now

Meanwhile, Matvey gave her a bearhug from behind.

Turffield Stadium, Ian & Evelyn vs Milo

With the battle concluded, the Binacle Cheer Squad is giving some final cheers for the victors. Waka the Unown is again doing his I-E trick with a pole. Elanor the Binacle is waving her pom poms, and Ronin the Cubone is just weeping in awe.

Fuka: That battle was great! It's too bad we can't tell Will anything about it.

Suzie: Oh, I don't know...

Fuka looks to her mother.

Suzie: You're right. Like we talked about earlier, we tell him now he'll throw a fit over how Milo went all out on these older trainers and gave him the standard team. But knowing just who might be waiting for him on the other end of this Gym Challenge? That might just light a fire under him if he starts to stall.

Fuka: That's... kind of manipulative.

Suzie: Oh, yeah, it is. That's why I'm not going to use that card if I don't have to. Last thing I want to do is twist the kid around like his actual mom did; it's why I've tried to be as up front as possible about why I want him doing this. Speaking of, what do you think are the odds he ignored my directions and found someone to battle with him?

Fuka: Not with Sami around to ride herd on him.

Suzie: And if Will found a way to preoccupy her for a while?

Fuka: No bet.

Suzie laughs.

Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

Once Will is done self-analyzing, he gives himself a firm nod and turns to Alyesha.

Will: Don't you worry. There will be a rematch, and when that happens, you'll get to face my Jigglypuff in battle. Nothing will take her down easily. (Will stops and considers for a moment) Speaking Puri, where is she?

Sami: <Right here.>

Will and his Pokemon jump at the sound of Sami the Garchomp's voice. She has returned, holding what looks like a string with a ball on the end. The ball is pink and wrapped in a band of wool that looks like it could be a sweater except there are no arms in it. Will sees a pair of tiny pointed ears sticking out of it.

Sami: <Some Wooloo I met along the way were kind enough to lend me some of their wool so I could carry little Puri back without having to fight over it.>

Dart: <And where did the Teddiursa knitted into it come from>

Sami: I had to do some decorating!

Moka: <It's very nice. Can I have one?>

Puri is struggling against the wool.

Moka: <Preferably with sleeves.>

Sami: <We'll see, dear. (Sami turns to Puri) <As for you, young lady? I think you have something to say to this human?>

Sami releases the sweater enough so Puri can speak. She spits up some wool then turns to Alyesha.

Puri: <Your Poke puff was excellent.>

Sami lifts Puri to look her in the eyes.

Sami: <That is not what I meant and you know it.>

Puri simply sticks her tongue out at her.

Hammerlocke, Fire Emblem Heroes

It's basically a trap no matter how you get down there. But like, a 'aha now we fight!' kind of trap not a 'aha now I will leave you to your deaths and go elsewhere' kind of trap.

... Does that make sense?

Power Plant

Yep, I'm ready.

-Susan gives a thumbs-up-

Forward Fronts Hallway

Kitbash: Oh hello there robobots. Download, Hardwire, hup!

-He tosses out a pokeball and flashes a chunk of tech strapped to his forearm, letting out a Porygon and Rotom that attempt to infiltrate the cybernetic foes-

Kitbash: They look pretty cool but I guess given we're blacklisting the corp these things are no-bueno for reverse-engineering?

Stow-on-Side

Ever: I have to say, I didn't expect you to evolve quite so quickly.

Just: <I'm a Bug-type. And very driven.>

Ever: I...have noticed that, yes.

-Just poses. Ever mimes snapping a picture-

Just: <So when do we battle the Gym Leader? Or solve an evil plot?>

Ever: Yeah, you've come to the wrong trainer for the latter or timely achievement of the former. I was just going to chill for a bit. Maybe see if Pef's doing the challenge.

-they sit down on a bench, Just crawling up behind them to drape herself over the entire bench-

-Spaghetti hops up next to Ever with a clink-

Spaghetti: <Close your legs. You look ridiculous.>

Ever: Could be worse. I could be wearing a dress.

Spaghetti: <I don't understand.>

Ever: That's fine. My humor isn't for everyone.

Just: <Can we at least train for the Gym? I'm astonishingly bored.>

Ever: You'll get your training.

Spaghetti: <Your shoes are gone again.>

Ever: Heh. Yeah. Scramble?

-Scramble descends from the air, and it turns out the reason Ever wasn't able to take a picture of Just was because the Dreepy had their phone-

Ever: You're becoming a regular Peter Parker.

-they pet Scramble's head-

Scramble: <:V>

Spaghetti: <Close your mouth when you accept a compliment.>

Just: <Maybe you could close your mouth more in general?>

Spaghetti: <I will not take etiquette advice from a centipede the size of a park bench?>

Just: <Really? Because I feel like that's sort of the best situation in which to take advice.>

Ever: Girls, you're both pretty.

Spaghetti: <I'm not a girl, and pretty reflects ornamentation designed to distract from correctness.>

Ever: I stand corrected.

Spaghetti: <You're sitting.>

Just: <Can I eat them?>

Ever: No.

-with some struggle, they get their phone back from Scramble-

Now, let's see who's been taking my stuff.

-they examine the image-

...What on earth is that?

Just: -squints-

Muninn: <Centiskorch are not known for their vision.>

Just: <Where'd you come from?>

Ever: And why weren't you helping Scramble keep watch?

Muninn: <I'm doing my own thing lately. Most of your team is.>

Ever: Hm. (to Just) It's like...this little pink goblin pers—

Spaghetti: <It's an Impidimp.>

Just: <Oh! I smell an Impidimp! Come on!>

-without waiting for a response, she dives off the bench and skitters away-

Ever: ...We seem to be left with little choice.

Tripod: [Let's piece this together, shall we?];;

Turffield Outskirts, Ambiguously Past Moments

Logan: -laugh- Fair enough.

-they then launch a blistering sequence of negotiexpositiations that somehow ends with them floating up the river together on this Palpitoad's back-

Addie: -nudge- We try to keep our violence entirely nongratuitous. Also nonexistent. :3

-eventually, they reach the mouth of a small cave-

-horrid, pained noises emerge from within-

Palpitoad: <...welp, this's as far as I'll take ya.>

Addie: <You really helped us out, here.>

Palpitoad: <Yeah, yeah.>

Turffield, past

Abilene: -hmph- Synchronicity.

-jabbing her cane into the ground- Well, consider my interest piqued. If it has to do with Auras, well. My research ought to incorporate it, yes?

-yes, her research-

-her plant-based research-

-her research to create some kind of "vegan option" for vampires-

-that research-

Hammerlocke, Emblemplot

Byleth: -nod- Hubert. Mercie. Welcome to class.

-at every last scrap of Nightingale's exposition and self-sacrificial tactics- Noted. . _.

-the rest of the Exalt family is...nowhere to be seen, whoops-

-could've sworn they said they'd meet here-

Hulbury, Outside Stadium

[And now scrapbook format]

Pippy: -unconvinced- <Are you sure you're okay?>

Vee: <'m fine.>

-she glares over at Pollen in her empty corner of the street, far from the little clumps of socialization the battlefield with a critical eye-

-Fraidy's released a clothesline she panic-snagged at some point—it bowls Tremulo over and entangles him in its pin-bearing coils-

-Megan shouts something encouraging—do that again!!-

-do what again, Fraidy asks, crying confusedly- @-@

-Megan emits a series of dots in sequence, like a trail of sentence-finishing crumbs- …

Vee: -growl- <She's still got no technique to her. Jus'...flingin' whatever she's got at the next threat. An' she's hardly discernin' with pickin' out threats.>

<Like, how does she expect to connect when she just flails whatever's on her mind at anyone in the blast radius? It's not fuckin' safe, is what it is.>

-quiver- <...an' she's just so pissed-off all the time.>

Pippy: -yep-not-talking-about-fraidy.jpg- o vo

Vee: -snarl- <She's grumpy, an' spiteful, an' irritatin' as fuck, an' she's got no fuckin' idea how t' interact with anybody outside fightin' 'em—>

-the seas don't boil, the earth doesn't shake-

-she just...seethes, and simmers, until sufficient feathery poof brings her back to solidity-

-mutter- <...so you talk to her, 'kay? Yer apparently...into that fer some reason.>

Pippy: -involuntarily, chuckles once- <>

Vee: -snicker- <...got a lifetime 'f experience, yeah?>

Pippy: -pet- <It's a pleasure I wouldn't trade for any other.>

-she lets out one-seventh of a purr, against her foul mood and also his leg-

Pippy: <My "insurmountable friend-shapeliness" aside, the point's, eheh, kinda moot. She, doesn't want to talk to me.> >v>;

Vee: -shrug- <Oh yeah, sure, you're made of metal, I'm, like, a vampire, apparently?>

-she huffs, trying to blow anger out through her mouth-

(-haha, like she ever lets anger go-)

Pippy: <...is that what's bothering you?>

Vee: <AUGH! No! Shut up!>

-reflexively she heinously transgresses boundaries, trying to glue his mouth shut with his own saliva-

-he expects it the way flowers expect the rain, and they are equivalent in skill, and of course it's more his than hers, so he just ignores it-

Pippy: -licking his beak- <So, unpacking that later, you can't talk to her because—no you can't interrupt me—you've got some repressed guilt about eating—when I'm interrupting you uvu—and she won't talk to me because she doesn't like what my bones are made of.>

<...so I guess it's down to Megan.>

-they think together for a long, long moment-

-...-

Castanea: -watching them, creepily-

Vee: -shaking her head- <No.>

Pippy: <I'll talk to her.> ~v~

-and back to the action, Fraidy's flung a wide variety of random objects at Tremulo, all apparently accidentally-

-it's one incidental barrage he's in no shape to fend off, without his stick-

Abilene: -facepalms-

Megan: -excitedly giggles, involuntarily-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Jun 10th 2020 at 4:05:28 AM

Turffield Stadium, After the Battle

Milo: You two are quite the team! I hope this TM will help you with your Gym Challenge.

-Milo hands both Ian and Evelyn a green-colored disklike device.-

-Ian and Evelyn obtained TM Magical Leaf!-

Milo: That there's the TM for Magical Leaf. Cannot miss, can hit multiple enemies, it's great for budding trainers!

A scene with Ian at a drumset

-Ian sits at a drumset and...-

-Rimshot-

Turffield Stadium, Post-Battle

Milo: Heheh... Sometimes, I even crack myself up... Anyways, I can tell that you two are on your Gym Challenge, so I recommend you check out Hulbury. Not only is it close t'the sea, but a friend of mine, Nessa, runs the Gym there. I'm not s'posed to tell you too much about her Gym, but the puzzle ain't as easy as herdin' Wooloo, that's for certain.

Me: Thank you so much for this battle, Milo.

Evelyn: Thank you very much.

-Ian and Evelyn smile at Milo before stepping off the pitch.-

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Jun 10th 2020 at 9:01:18 AM

Ersatz

-There, floats a Magnemite with something wrapped around it-

Magnemite!Coil: <Get this thing off me!>

Iris: ...Coil?

Turffeild

Sylvestra: That's my girl! -gives Abelene a headpat-

Hammerlocke

Julius: -to Gale- No, I get you exactly. He thinks he's invincible. We can use it to our advantage.

Izana: So... Teleport?

Power Plant

Julius: Alright then...

-He activates the Metanav-

Metropolis Of Vanity

-And everyone is back in the city-

Hulbury

-Jackie is Around the docs-

-There is a choking sound from nearby-

Metropolis Vanity

When did Rage and Love get here? That's a good question.

"Let's get to work," he decides.

Hammerlocke

Sunny and Colton look at each other, smirking.

Metropolis of Vanity

-Outlaw glances around, taking in the surroundings.-

Outlaw: ...Oh. It's this guy we're dealing with. The whole Mobius-Iron-Berry trinity sure has its fingers in this whole Metaverse pie an awful lot, don't they?

The Vanity Sprawl

-Anthem nods and bounces a little to warm up for today's raid-

Anthem: <Yeah. Almost like only bad guys have Palaces and those three groups are incredibly bad guys.>

-Rakash shrugs and goes Navigator mode, summoning Gulduar to his shoulder and slinging the bestiary tome under his shoulder-

Well the first Palace wasn't. Unless there's a connection none of us are aware of.

-Anthem visibly shudders-

Hammerlocke

Yeah, let's do this. Once more I apologize if I hurt any of you.

Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

Alyesha gave a confident nod in response, having to giggle slightly as seemingly everyone failed to notice the Garchomp stomping closer (admittingly she had it rather easy given she was facing Will and with that, by extension, Sami)

Alyesha: "Alright, then that means I'll have to train hard until that day and umm..."

She looked at the ball of wool

Alyesha: "You are really good with needles, Sami it looks awesome - if a bit constricting" ;^_^

Upon the non-apology, Alyesha chuckled slightly before getting out another Poképuff, holding it just out of Puri's reach.

Personally, she wasn't exactly offended by the lack of an apology - truth be told for her there was no need for one to begin with as Puri running into her neither had been intentional on Puri's part nor exactly painful (or even uncomfortable) on her part, but, given Sami found it important enough, she didn't exactly want to interfere in Puri's upbringing.

Alyesha: "Well if it was so good... I think Sami can tell you how to get another one~"

As she said that last part, Alyesha gave a slight wink to Sami as a hint.

Hammerlocke

Evelyn: I'm feeling confident. I can do this!

Hatty: <Let's go to where the others gather.>

Evelyn: Right!

-Evelyn jauntily skips over to where the other J-Teamers gather.-

Hallway

"Let me at 'em"

Domino ran over and decked the robot Nidoking.

Cotton buffed himself with a Swords Dance.

Stormchaser

Des started picking and poking at the 4WM.

Des: "Odd. I've always had this feeling in the back of my head that I had forgotten something. You're telling me I used to wear this thing and travel the multiverse?"

Tesse nodded.

"You need to interface with it."

Des: "How?"

Tesse held up a wire and some alcohol rub.

Des: "...Gross. Give me a few minutes everyone."

Turffield Stadium, Post-Gym Battle (Pre-AFD)

Kim: "Well, in that regard..." (She stands up out of her seat.) "I suppose we might as well take our leave."

(She, Ozzy, Dio, and Elton all leave the stadium.)

SOME TIME LATER...

Turffield Stadium Entrance Room, Post-Gym Battle (Pre-AFD)

(Kim is standing outside of the Turffield Stadium Entrance Room, with Ozzy, Elton and Dio all standing beside her.)

Hallways

-Salem locks and loads his Petrifier, while Marion prepares to lay a    Curse    on anyone unfortunate enough to stand in their way.-

Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

Sami beams with pride at Alyesha's compliments.

Sami: <Oh, thank you. When you take care of children, human and Pokemon alike, as long as I have your claws find more use in needlework than battle.>

When Sami sees Alyesha's offer and catches on, she prods Puri slightly.

Sami: <Isn't that nice of her, Puri? You know what you should say if you want another one?>

Puri frowns, looks to the Poke Puff, then to Sami, inflates a little in annoyance, and then...

Puri: <Sorry for taking one from you without asking...>

Will, not to be outdone when it comes to his own Pokemon, enters the conversation.

Will: And?

Puri glares at him.

Puri: <...and I'm sorry I made you chase me all over town...>

Sami: <Very good. You may have a puff. I imagine you're as hungry as I am after that run.>

She eyes Alyesha with that last sentence, but has just a bit too much pride wrapped up in the situation to just say what she wants to.

Forward Fronts

From seemingly out of nowhere, Ma'at fires a dark pulse at both of the FutureSeries grunts. She had considered moistening and electrocuting them, but she was dealing with unfamiliar technology, and she hasn't quite gotten to that node in the datamine yet.

Ma'at, via the intercom: They've no mental capacity to think and respond beyond following orders. Finish them.

Metropolis of Vanity

-Looking around-

Mobius is down, Best Berry hasn't been active much, but Iron seems to have gone to ground since what happened back in Alola.

Hammerlocke, past

-Hasn't really said much-

ersatz

Evo: Should we get that thing off you?

Eva: Reminds me of when I turned into a Beldum.

Evo: Cool! When I was alive my pokeform was Beldum.

Metropolis of Vanity

Daydre just grumbles, stretches a little and cracks her knuckles.

Turffield Outskirts, Looking Off in the Distance For A Flashback

<Huh. I guess that's fair enough.>

He perks his ears up at the horrible pained noises.

<Oh! That's incredibly concerning.>

Hammerlocke, Past

Some kind of space-time incident dumps Lilith, Elise, Sakura, and Lysithea out here.

The Futurenido knocked Domino away with a meaty *thwack*, only to be struck by a Dark Pulse to the back. Delta then clicked his tongue and Ghidorah spat lightning at the Futurenido, it crackled and bent over, systems shutting down.

Download and Hardwire's attempts to subvert the programming failed, turns out security on modern Future Series was top notch.

The Futurezam lashed out and attempted to whip the two into a wall with Psychic.

Delta walked observed the machines, "So, these are the famed Future Series. Ma'at do we have any info on them?"

Turffield, Standing Stone of Water

Alyesha had to really hold back a chuckle at the continued non-apology at first - one just had to admire Puri's determination to troll Sami there. Nonetheless, with Will speaking up as well and Puri finally apologising, Alyesha brought the Poképuff closer to her so she'd be able to nom on it

Alyesha: "Apology accepted, Puri, here's your Poképuff~" ^_^

Having said that, Alyesha took out a second with her other hand to offer to Sami.

Alyesha: "And I can see that you're having a great deal of fun with it. One can tell hen looking at your knittery that you put your heart into it."

The same could be said about the Poképuffs, showing that Alyesha was a cook at heart.

Alyesha: "Say Will? Are you hungry as well?"

Edited by Sergey_Smirnov on Jun 11th 2020 at 3:41:20 PM

Idol City Vain

And 'gone to ground' just means sometime later they'll pop back up and be an ingrained threat...

Forward Future

-Download crashes against the wall hard, already-unstable code-body flickering as it recovers and retreats back towards Kitbash. Hardwire, being a Ghost and all, phases partway into the wall and decides to hide there, occasionally peeking out to blast electricity at the foe-

Stormchaser

-Gale looks a little disgusted by the implication and backs off-

Yeah uh... I'll letcha 'interface'...

-She turns away and if possible tries to get a wall between herself and the imminent interfacing. Perhaps the poor girl was squeamish-

Forward Future, About to be knocked back into the Stone Age

-Marion unzips her mouth, then grins menacingly. An aura most dark surrounding her, splitting off of it are 13 black flames, which spin around her in a circle. Marion appears to be chanting something.-

Marion:    Fufufufu... You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you? Well IT ONLY GETS WORSE FROM HERE!!   

-As Marion chants unintelligibly, she throws the black flames at a group of Pokefutures goons, cursing them with either bad luck, loss of voice, or intensified incompetency.-

-After Marion placed the curse on a different group of Pokefutures goons, she re-zips her mouth and immediately collapses from exhaustion.-

Salem: Marion! Are you okay?

Marion: <I will be... *whew* Laying curses REALLY takes the breath out of ya... But at least some of them won't be able to call for help... and even if they DO, who would they HOPE to call? The Aurabolts? Good luck with that! I'd say they'd be on our side for once... Heheheh...>

Halis was always here, right? Yeah, let's just go with that.

Halis: <Mobius-Iron-Berry...? Honestly, you'd think after years of stories about people like them losing that they'd get the message and give up, or at least try to make an effort to play nice. What's the point of doing all that stuff if it's just going to backfire eventually?>