See ya
Wyndon
-Lanie starts tearing up herself.-
Lanie: Oh no, now you've got me crying.
-She squeezes tight.-
I've missed you too. You've always meant so much to me. I really... I don't have the words for this. I'm just so so sorry I haven't reached out. I really have no valid excuse.
I'm done here.
No voice to cry suffering
Hammerlocke Café, October 20
Logan: We shall. ^_^
-and so they do-
Stormchaser, Hallway
Pippy: -to M. Bush- <Isn't she just?> ^v^
Vee: -to Maggie- <Ooooh nice!>
Megan: -hurrying in- Nega what? :D
-and she spends the next few hours poking at an energy collection unit and a very blue pile of mush (that probably wasn't supposed to be mush, or maybe blue)-
Wyndon Stadium, Post-Faemito, past
Megan: ...now, who are we fighting?
Thespi: -zooms in on bracket-
Megan: ...oh you have got to be—
Wyndon Stadium, locker room - Today
-an only slightly awkward coexistence—what a nice change of pace!-
Abilene: -flouncing in tone- My point being—it's high time I had a second Championship under my belt.
Megan: Second? Geez, Abilene.
Abilene: -flicks fingers- I've been busy the past decade. I can't gallivant about fighting children, Henri.
Megan: Pfff.
Abilene: -drawl- Plants don't rust, by the by—a little break won't stop me from pounding you into the dirt.
Megan: Oooh, really? :o
Abilene: Not remotely joking.
-the girls are chatting-
Abilene: At any rate, I have what I came for—my online storefront is making a killing, though I need to turn away every other request asking for "the gun's" to prevent some overexcited Youngster from making the expression unfortunately literal.
Megan: Gee.
Abilene: Gosh!
-a long, contemplative pause-
Megan: But it's just, like—BB gun pellets though, right? Just like...wood?
Abilene: You would be astonished at the ways
Megan: -rubbing the back of her neck- But yeah, I'm not...really sure what the Rangers get out of sponsoring me?
Abilene: -what noise does a raised eyebrow make- You mean besides your innocent Deerling eyes and welcoming physique? I haven't a clue.
Megan: -pfff- Come on.
Abilene:
-sheepish- ...the whole "mind-controlled into mind-controlling a bunch of people" thing might've shot that in the foot, anyhow. ^_^;
Abilene: -both eyebrows, now- And yet you persist! The world thanks you.
Megan: Bwuh.
Abilene: Isn't it a relief, being with someone who knows what you're actually like?
-shuffle, shuffle-
Megan: -...giggle- I can never tell if you're being sarcastic.
Abilene: Keep guessing. I haven't had my daily dose of irony yet.
-Megan laughs—calibrate Abilene's tone dour enough and that reads as a hearty chuckle-
Abilene: -deadpan- Hee.
-hee hee, hoo hoo, ha ha-
Megan: ...oh! Speaking of—we appreciated you lending your team out for our, uh, "LARP session".
Abilene: -snort- It's the least I could do to show that blasted Gaia up.
Megan: -laughing- Gosh, Abilene, that's spiteful! Someone might get the wrong idea.
Abilene: Ha. As if she's enough to be my rival.
-more laughing—that response is almost textbook, really-
-silence, and rustling cloth-
Megan: -smiling- ...it still weirds me out so much that you know each other.
Abilene: ...hah?
Megan: Like, it's cool! But I wonder sometimes how exactly y'all met.
Abilene: …
Abilene: ...they.
Abilene: ...they didn't tell you?
Megan: ...no? It didn't really involve me, and I'm not like one of the A-listers.
Abilene: It didn't—
Abilene: Logan didn't tell you?
Megan: ...why would Logan know who—my LAR Pers—are…?
-here's the awkward, coming on fast-
Abilene: No one told you.
Megan: I mean, I haven't really talked to the squad since the thing?
Abilene: Which...which thing.
Megan: -blink- The thing I borrowed your guys for?
Abilene: -at length- ...and you don't know how we met.
Megan: -shrug- Not really? S...sorry?
Abilene: …
Megan: ...Abilene?
Abilene: I shouldn't do this before our match.
-Megan glances around—but it's not like there're any observers, here-
Megan: -sly- ...I mean, if someone—hypothetically—were doing crime and they caught—someone—I wouldn't be surprised— ^_^
Abilene: -hisst!-
Megan: -steps back- o_o
Megan: And-and I wouldn't be mad! At...someone. Since someone's kinda got that whole [Robin Hood] thing going on—!
Abilene: -strained- Wrong person.
Megan: -laugh, similarly- R-right! Completely different people. Totally.
-silence-
Abilene: Your…
Abilene: Your team.
Megan: …what about them?
Abilene: I fought them because Suiko tried to kill me.
Edited by Asterisk395 on Oct 27th 2021 at 6:39:45 AM
No mind to think. No will to break.
Not A Lawyer
Wyndon
-Alice clings tightly to Lanie, as if afraid she might disappear if she lets go.-
Alice: No, no, I- once I knew the truth of what happened, I should've made an effort to reach out. That's on me. You've been through so much already, you shouldn't have had to keep me in mind on top of everything else.
-She sniffs, wipes her eyes, and pulls away, clasping Lanie by the shoulders.-
Alice: Anyway... do forgive me if I'm being overly cloying here. I'm just... I'm a little overwhelmed, is all. But I would love to hear what you've been up to, if you'd be up to telling?
Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 27th 2021 at 11:32:04 AM
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.
See ya
Wyndon
Lanie: Oh, so much. Uh, I'll try to be brief, let's see...
-She tilts her head.-
Most notably, spending over a year getting my original team all back together and purified after they were kidnapped and Shadowed. Most recently participating in the Galar League and getting knocked out in a tournament. Speaking of that, that felt a lot different from battling an Elite Four. It was a heck of a lot harder to prepare for, and felt less like a final test and more just... intense. My skills were praised as a child but I've really not grown much as a trainer in the years since. I just kind of plateaued somewhere along the way.
-She says without stopping for air at any point, following it up with a deep breath. She gives Alice a soft smile.-
And what about you?
I'm done here.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
[Venice], July 7th
Daydre slumps against MONARCH's back. Hanging onto him with one arm and Suiko with the other wore them out, evidently.
(Looking around) "... Everyone alive?"
Their eyes land on Ironspine.
"Oh, shit, uh..."
Azure: <I'm on it.>
He produces a bubble that wraps around Ironspine, hopefully giving her enough air to like. Not die.
Azure: <... Not as sturdy as the bubbles you guys can make, but it should be good enough for now.>
"M- I mean, uh, Suiko. You okay?"
???
"Why didn't you tell me the ruins could do that?? That seems like-"
She goes silent as she hears the noises.
"... Hold on."
... and starts walking down the hallway.
Stormchaser, Past
".. Well that puts a wrench in things. Unless my universe's present has been stuck in 2038 since I left. But that would be strange."
Campus Palace
Daze gets ready to jump out.
J-Textspace
Somehow the feeling of "who the hell are you people" comes through the 'someone's typing' bubble as more J-teamers (and associates) respond.
From Aislinn
According to what I know of our family history we're something more like second cousins, but yes. Tagg is correct. I would also avoid touching the artifact in question. You'll know it when you see it.
From Daydre
huh that's more close than i thought mlao
*lmao
also what do you mean we'll know it when we see it
From Aislinn
You'll just.. know. I don't know how to explain it. It gives off a weird feeling.
From Daydre
...okay then!
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Circhester
Cuddles: <"Whammo"?>
Kim: "Oh..." (smirks) "This is going to be fun."
Spikemuth Gym Battle
(Elton continues to hug Kim— and then turns and notices the Morpeko on the floor.)
Elton: <Oh! 'Ang on! I need to do something first...>
(Marnie looks up and the Morpeko stirs.)
Morpeko: <Huh...?>
Kim: "Huh? What are you...?"
(And then Elton takes out an Oran Berry and goes over to the Morpeko.)
Elton: <'Ere you are! Thought you might be 'ungry.>
(The Morpeko pauses, and then takes the Oran Berry before eating it. Instantly, he goes back to his Full Belly mode.)
Morpeko: <Yummy~! Thank you!>
Elton: <You're welcome~!>
Spikemuth Stands
Cuddles: <D'awwww...!>
Walter: <Well, that was rather sweet.>
Braker: "Indeed it was."
Spikemuth Gym Battle
(Kim smiles, as does Marnie- who promptly proceeds to return her Morpeko.)
Marnie: "Well, that was sweet! Your Cinderace is certainly nice- and pretty powerful, too." (She puts the Morpeko's PokeBall away- and takes out her final one.) "But I'm not finished yet! Even if I can't Gigantamax this last Pokemon of mine, I'm still going to find a way to win this! Let's go, Grimmsnarl!"
(The ball opens— and a Grimmsnarl appears.)
Grimmsnarl: <OI! LET'S FIGH', SHALL WE?!>
(Elton rejoins Jagger and Freddie, while Kim takes out her last PokeBall, smirking.)
Kim: "Yes. Let's." (she throws it) "Red alert, Grohl!"
(The ball opens, and Grohl the Ampharos emerges from it.)
Grohl: <Ooh~! A new Pokemon! Hello, Grimmsnarl!>
(The Grimmsnarl smirks.)
Grimmsnarl: <Oi! 'Ello there! Let's do this thing; I 'aven' got all day!>
Grohl: (nods) <Right!>
Spikemuth Gym Stands
Cuddles: (excitedly) <Ooh! Grohl's out~!>
Walter: <And we know what that means, don't we, Braker?>
(Braker nods, focusing his camera on Grohl.)
Braker: "And so it all began."
Spikemuth Gym Battle
(Kim nods at Grohl and begins to raise her arm to start off the Mega Evolution— and then notices the singular mic in front of her. Her eyes widen for a few moments, and as an instrumental version of the first few notes of "The Pretender" play in the background, she suddenly gets an idea— and goes up to the microphone.)
Grohl: <Huh? Kim... what are you doing?>
Spikemuth Gym Stands
Walter: <Oh?>
Braker: "Well, this is unusual."
Spikemuth Gym Stadium
(Kim promptly takes the microphone- and her cell phone- and switches the music to "The Pretender" by the Foo Fighters. She doesn't plug the music in, however. Instead, she turns directly to the crowd and begins:)
Kim: "Spikemuth citizens... I'm sure you've all come to miss Piers. And to be honest, a final battle like this... especially one with the treat I've got planned for you... it deserves a little something special. So with that said..."
(She turns to the crowd, and raises the Key Ring, before crying out:)
Kim: "WHO HERE WANTS A PERFORMANCE?!"
Spikemuth Gym Stadium Stands
(The few people in the audience proceed to lose their minds and go wild with cheers and applause.)
Hammerlocke Stadium Entrance Room
(Kim sees them and turns to face them.)
Kim: "Alright. Are you ready?"
(Cuddles leaves behind a bottle of water and jumps back onto Braker's shoulder, while Braker himself loads up his video camera.)
Kalos Forest
Kim: "A seal, huh? Well, then. There's only one thing we need to do. Peechee, use Night Slash!"
Peechee: (eyes glowing red) <WANNA VIDDY A NOZH?!>
(His pincer promptly glows black, and he runs up to the seal and starts slashing at it.)
Peechee: <HERE YOU ITTY!>
The Wild Area
(Ingrid nods, and then puts her phone away before turning to face Ananpi.)
Ingrid: "Alright, Ananpi. We're going to have to go to Motostoke if we want to get registered."
Ananpi: <To Motostoke, chuu~!>
(And with that said, they head off to Motostoke City ahead of them.)
SOME TIME LATER...
Motostoke
(Eventually, Ingrid and Ananpi make it to Motostoke and look around them.)
Ananpi: <Whoa~! This place is amazing, chuu~>
Ingrid: "It certainly is..." (She notices the lift) "Look! I think that's going to take us to the stadium!"
Ananpi: <I think so too~!>
(They promptly run towards the lift, which sure enough takes the two of them to the stadium. Soon afterwards, Ingrid looks up at the stadium in front of her, and takes a deep breath before eventually entering.)
Motostoke Stadium Entrance Room
(Nobody is in the room, save for a woman at the desk. Ingrid looks around, slightly nervous, before eventually approaching the woman at the desk.)
Ingrid: "E-excuse me... I hope you don't mind..."
(The woman looks up at Ingrid.)
Woman at desk: "Oh? You're new here... Are you here to register for the Gym challenge?"
(Ingrid brightens a bit.)
Ingrid: "Y-yes, actually. I am."
Woman at desk: "Oh, that's excellent!" (she takes out a piece of paper) "Have you been sponsored?"
Ingrid: "Y-yes... My friend Channah sponsored me. Just so you know, she wants you to know that the whole sponsorship thing is ridiculous. O-or at least that's what she thinks. I must ask, she doesn't have to come here in person, does she?"
Woman at desk: "Oh, not at all."
Ingrid: "Good."
Woman at desk: "I'm just going to need you to sign here."
Ingrid: "Okay..."
(She promptly does so.)
Woman at desk: "What is your name?"
Ingrid: "O-oh! I'm Ingrid. Ingrid Anderson. The Galvantula who's dressed up like a Pikachu is my friend Ananpi."
Ananpi: <Hello~!>
Woman at desk: (smiles) "Awww, aren't you a cutie?" (pets him) "I like his cosplay."
Ananpi: <Thank you, chuu~!>]]
Ingrid: "He says thank you."
Woman at desk: "You're welcome!" (She takes Ingrid's piece of paper.) "Alright, there's one more thing you need to do before you're fully registered— what's your uniform number going to be?"
Ingrid: (pauses for a few moments) "My uniform number...? Hmmm..." (She turns to face Ananpi.) "What do you think it should be?"
Ananpi: <Hmmm... Ooh! I know! 115!>
Ingrid: "115?"
Ananpi: <That's the day that Voyage is getting released, isn't it, chuu~?> note
Ingrid: (smiles) "Why, yes. It is." (She turns to face the desk lady.) "115."
Woman at desk: (writes down the number) "115? Very well, then! Seems to me like you're all set to go! Your first challenge will be in Turffield, where you'll be battling against Milo."
Ingrid: "Oh, thank you so much! I can't wait to get started!" (she turns to face Ananpi) "Alright, Ananpi. Let's head to Turffield!"
Ananpi: <Yay!>
(And with Ingrid now registered for the League, the two of them head off to Turffield.)
MEANWHILE...
(Meanwhile, as Ingrid is walking to Turffield with Ananpi in tow, a Drifloon floats out from behind a building in Motostoke. She looks around for a few moments, and then catches notice of Ingrid. As soon as she does, her eyes widen in shock.)
Drifloon: (quietly, in shock) <That... that can't be...!>
(She follows her from behind, trying her best to remain out of sight.)
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Dunsparce Cloud
Galar League Stands
PEFE!Every: Well, that was...short-lived.
Beatrice: <Don't worry about it. I'm sure you did your best.>
PEFE!Every: Sounds about right.
-she blinks at some of the assembled Pokemon-
I really didn't expect you to show up.
Roy: <Don't make a big deal out of it. Fight's a fight, even a boring one like this.>
PEFE!Every: I'm totally going to make a big deal of it.
-Roy snorts-
Roy: <Sorry about nearly killing you that one time.>
PEFE!Every: Hee.
Necrosyrtes: <Next time you do this, maybe I'll want in.>
PEFE!Every: I don't think you're cleared—
Necrosyrtes: <Oh, fuck clearance, I need to kill something.>
Erasmus: <Specifically discouraged.>
-PEFE!Every exchanges nods with Will, who evacuates the seat that she promptly takes-
Frey: -poking her head out of Will's body- <Don't forget about me!>
PEFE!Every: -skritch skritch- How could I?
Ever: This looks...cozy.
PEFE!Every: -buried in a cuddlepile of Pokemon, many of whom are not traditionally or safely cuddly- Yeah, pretty much.
Ever: Nice.
PEFE!Every: I'm surprised you're joining me.
Ever: I need someone to exposit to.
-they climb up onto the back of PEFE!Every's seat-
The next match should be starting soon, after all.
Stormchaser, outside
Apple-A-Day: Gah!
-they stare at Lissa for a bit-
Apple-A-Day: Oh! You're not a villain. I hope. It's, uh... -finger snap of jogging memory- Lissa, right? You're friends with the scrawny jerk who was dressed as the bone witch from that book. Nice seeing you again! We can start over if you want.
Syrnewt: -waves to Cait-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
No voice to cry suffering
Wyndon Stadium, locker room
Megan: ...what?
Abilene: -breathless- Suiko. You.
Megan: You were the one that wrecked the Defiant Wing.
Abilene: -tight- Yes.
Megan: You were the one who fought—
Abilene: -bristling- The people you run with are fantastic, by the by. Blasting off to space?! What kind of egotistical—
Megan: You were hurt.
Abilene: I got over it.
Megan: Abilene, I don't know how you—
Abilene: -wheeling about- If you have something to say, say it to my—
-she rounds the corner, and—-
-the loud clatter of Megan scrambling back into metal-
-...-
-...-
Abilene: -having stopped- ...you're wearing a cloak.
Megan: ...yeah.
-Abilene's seeing-eye critter makes his way above the shelves-
Abilene: A very big—are you hiding?
-Megan draws the edges tighter around herself—Abilene steps back yet further-
Megan: ...I-I mean, I'm pretty sure some of the people I sucked into the contract are in the crowd, I'm not sure they'd be happy to see...
-an unfortunate silence-
Megan: I'm so sorry.
Abilene: Wh...you're sorry?
Megan: It was me that stole your stuff.
Abilene: ...yes?
Megan: You were mad about that for ages. Why didn't I ever—
Abilene: I—suppose I must have slipped your mind—
Megan: I-I thought she might've pulled where it was, but she had me do it myself—
Abilene: This is a surprise?! Look, we can hash this out to painful extents, or we can cathart with a good...
Lanatus: -...-
Megan: -shaking- I, I forfeit. Obviously I can't fight you now.
Abilene: ...you.
Megan: I can't. I can't fight. I'll just go and—and—
-bang!-
-Abilene's shoved her-
-backward, into the wall, arms still outstretched-
Abilene: This. Happened. Months ago. You are not at fault.
Megan: ...but—
Abilene: -breathing heavily- What. Will guilt accomplish. At this point.
-Abilene's fists are clenched-
-clenched in the edges of Megan's cloak, Abilene's expression not meeting hers-
-Megan is painfully aware of how much bigger she is than Abilene-
-she could push her down—if she wanted to? Does she want to?-
-Abilene had her artillery, with her, always, but—Megan. Megan herself wasn't injured at all, prior to the Wild Area-
-Megan had Vee-
-Suiko had knives-
Abilene: …
-does she want—did Ramona—leave any—-
-Abilene's still here-
-she's still here, listening for...something-
-something from Megan, but Megan can't think what-
Announcer: Er, challengers, to your places?
-...-
Megan: -weakly- ...I.
-what is there to say?-
-...-
Abilene: ...we'll talk later.
-with a forceful swish of her coat, Abilene shoves away and makes for her side of the stadium-
Megan: ...
-Megan sinks down the side of the lockers and holds her head in her hands-
Pokéball: -pop-
Wyndon Stadium, battlefield
-Abilene taps out her challenger entrance, clad in a suit and pencil skirt with "420" stitched minutely over the leaf on a jacket pocket-
-on closer inspection, her outfit is composed of jet-hued giant leaves, Leavanny-sewn impeccably into shape-
-her side of the stands intermittently cheers and boos, and she spares neither any mind-
-...she taps her foot impatiently-
Edited by Asterisk395 on Oct 27th 2021 at 8:51:58 AM
No mind to think. No will to break.
The Wanderer
Parfum Crater, August 31st
Ann: -Has Hirunda attack the seal with an Aerial Ace-
Wyndon Stadium, October 23rd
-Looking over at the Memitos-
I'm going to need to give Every more training for Round 2...
J-Textspace, October 25th
From: Tagg
Darn thing definitely gives me Auric Artifact vibes, so we'll follow similar protocols for obtaining it, the non-Aurics among us will be the key.
Dunsparce Cloud
Galar Stadium
-Ever catches Tagg's eye, and winks-
Ever: Abilene. It'll be nice to watch her battle again. Hopefully she's fixed those holes in her style...but who's her opponent?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Flying Colors
The Greased G'runerigus
-Rose is absolutely plastered.-
Rose: Oh, thhhank goodness. You're... you're a really cool person, yyy'know? Just. Thank... thhhank you.
-She finishes another drink.-
Rose: ...hey. Heyhey. Can I, fuckin'... get your number? And, uh. Name. Don'... don' wanna keep calling you... you you.
Chateau d'Avarice
-Paula looks at Molly, wide-eyed-
Paula: ...Wwwwwwwow. Um, wow. That's really impressive. Hell of a Psychic, you. Gotta remember to check Necronomicon to see what new memories she's making, if she's not too drunk to keep them.
-She pauses.-
Paula: ...You are, like, a real Psychic, right? I dunno, she's drunk, I'm drunk, for all I know we could have made you up as like, our combined deep-seated desire to keep a fuckin' date for more than a month. Please please please tell me you're real.
-The good news is, there's a lot of books that are easy to sort through! The early ones — marked with a 💎 — seem to be scribbled in a lot — not liking the contents and attempting to rewrite the story, etc etc. Mentions of parents seem to be aggressively scribbled out fairly consistently — the names are still there, but barely legible.-
-The next category is a bit cleaner. It's marked with a very clear 🖕; it's a bit of a short section, but it's at least easy to make sense of as her time in Cipher, as well as the events leading up to it.-
-It's the stuff that's marked by 🌹 and 💀 that seem like a nightmare to process.-
-Good luck!-
Not A Lawyer
Stormchaser, Boarding Ramp
-Lissa sighs.-
Lissa: Yup, that's me. Associate of that skinny little jerk who manages to look shockingly good dressed as a girl, in direct contravention of my usual good taste. Though if it's any consolation I haven't see hide or hair of him for ages.
-She hauls herself to her feet and brushes herself off.-
Lissa: Anyway, I was gonna do a whole bit, but it's hardly worth it now. Not that I've ever been particularly good at flirting. I prefer to get straight to the point, y'know?
-Cait scurries up to Syrnewt, sniffing them curiously.-
Cait: <...Hrm. You two are odd ducks, you know that?>
Wyndon
-Alice chuckles a little, wiping the last of the tears from her eyes.-
Alice: Believe it or not, I've had a similar sort of journey. Not exactly the same, of course - and I am extremely glad to hear that you were able to secure your team's return and recovery. But I've found myself at the head of an organisation dedicated to retrieving stolen and Shadowed Pokemon, and I also enrolled to take part in the Galar League, though my partner and I's progress has stalled somewhat due to ongoing commitments on both our parts. It's been a rather eventful and enlightening few years, that much is certain.
-She gestures vaguely to Lanie's chair.-
Alice: I... would it be insensitive of me to inquire...?
Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 27th 2021 at 5:34:29 PM
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.
Dunsparce Cloud
Stormchaser, outside
Apple-A-Day: Oh, uh, fair warning, I'm not actually good at dispensing romantic advice. I think if you're trying to flirt with someone you should just be yourself and say what's on your mind.
-Syrnewt flutters down to Cait's level. On the ground, he's somewhat shorter than she is, being roughly the size of an unrolled apple-
Syrnewt: <Ha. Yeah, you could say that. But odd ducks have to stick together for migration.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
See ya
Wyndon
Lanie: Oh, right. That happened while I was kidnapped. I lost my sight for a little while, too, but surgery helped fix my eyes, at least. I felt so helpless back then, but thankfully I had people I love by my side through everything.
-She pats her leg.-
Anyway, physical therapy's been helpful, but it's not a miracle cure. I can walk a little again, but I'm really slow and I don't feel entirely safe without braces on my legs to help support my weight. Which all adds up to me just feeling more in control in my chair. I'm used to it by now.
-She frowns.-
It has given me a better understanding of just how many places are completely and utterly inaccessible, though.
I'm done here.
Not A Lawyer
Stormchaser, Boarding Ramp
-Lissa tilts her head at Apple-A-Day.-
Lissa: Huh. Well, in that case, I guess I should just come straight out with it and tell you that I find you tragically endearing and I'd prefer to see you without the mask - or the rest of the costume - in the privacy of my own cabin.
-She shrugs.-
Lissa: See? Told you I was bad at it.
-Cait chuckles at Syrnewt.-
Cait: <Heh. True enough. I stick with lassie for much the same reason. She's an odd one, but we're a pack of two. At least, that's how I like to think of it.>
Wyndon
-As Lanie relays her story, Alice finds herself clenching her fists and gritting her teeth before she's even aware that she's doing so.-
Alice: I... you shouldn't have to...
-Once again, her composure breaks, and she pulls Lanie into another tight hug.-
Alice: I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have believed any of it. I should've dedicated every single minute of my life to finding that monster and seeing him brought to justice for what he did you. I failed you. We all failed you. You... you shouldn't have had to endure all that you went through. If I was truly one of the people who loved you, I wouldn't have let any of this happen in the first place.
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.
Flying Colors
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Oct 31st 2021 at 12:16:03 PM
See ya
Wyndon
Lanie: No! Bad!
-She makes an exaggerated pouty face.-
It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault but his.
I'm done here.
Dunsparce Cloud
Stormchaser, Outside
-Apple-A-Day stares at Lissa-
Apple-A-Day: O-oh.
Well, um, we just met, so I don't know if I'm comfortable with that, but maybe if you wanted to go get a slice of pizza sometime? That sounds like it could be fun.
Stormchaser
To: Shiny Roserade 💚💜🖤
From: Brie
oh yeah sure =(
i'll be over in a bit =)
-there's a knock knock knocking on the door-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Not A Lawyer
Stormchaser, Boarding Ramp
-Lissa chuckles at Apple-A-Day.-
Lissa: You know what? That does sound fun. I'm not sure exactly how you'd go about eating pizza with the mask on, but I do know a pretty decent pizza place nearby. Do you want to call it a date, or should we just take the chance to become better friends?
Wyndon
-Alice pulls away from Lanie, her face set into a hard scowl.-
Alice: You're absolutely right. Which is why I shouldn't rest until he's been made to pay for what he did. I have an organisation dedicated to the gathering of information at my disposal; the fact that I did not have them look into this earlier is a personal failing on my part.
-She pulls out her phone, just in time to see Kai Holly's message. After a moment, she types out a response.-
From: Alice
I am currently occupied, though I will take the chance to visit at the first opportunity. There happens to be a lot on my mind, but the aforementioned Donphan is worth discussing.
Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 27th 2021 at 7:32:40 PM
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.
Wedgehurst
Once Simon Hoode has left, allowing everyone else to suddenly feel a lot less generally annoyed, the MC approaches Justice with a small trophy and a bouquet of flowers.
MC: That was an excellent show. Congratulations on winning the annual Wedgehurst pokemon contest. It means absolutely nothing in terms of initial recognition from any authority on pokemon contests, but we hope you at least had fun.
Mary: And here is a voucher for half off an order at Boggle's Pizza.
Xaster then approaches Justice, holding ToTo in their arms.
Xaster: That was great. You really outdid me there. I hope I'll see you at one of these again some day.
See ya
Wyndon
-Lanie tilts her head quizzically as Alice types her reply.-
Lanie: Has something come up?
I'm done here.
Meet The New Boss
???
Regidraco: <I was about to tell you before you touched the bubble! And this is probably what the weird Fairy wanted anyway!>
-As they turn the corner they see a pale man man in very aristocratic clothing is talking to a darker-skinned woman in much simpler clothing. A child is clinging to the latter's leg-
-It's not clear what they're saying just yet-
Textspace
Wedgehurst
Justice: Ehe, thanks... Now if only I could find the J-Team... They'd be impressed by this.
-Xaster may spot a yellow airship in the distance-
Parfum Crater
-The Paper Macho Shrooomish recoils from the hit-
-And charges at the party-
Olivia: <Good shot! It's working!>
Contact Me!
Wedgehurst
Xaster: Holy Xerneas, is that a yellow airship in the distance?
Edited by theoncominghoop on Oct 28th 2021 at 3:49:20 PM
Some Rando
Parfum Crater
With a couple of simple glares from Kendall and Kamui, two different detonations of fire occur where their opposition stood.
Lee House
Kendall and Kamui look at each other in annoyance, before sighing and shaking their heads.
"So none of us have any leads." Kendall realized, doing a little finger gun gesture at his temple.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Wyndon
-Alice gives a grin of her own to match Lanie's.-
Alice: Thank you! You're... I...
-She wavers for a moment, before wrapping her arms around Lanie, her composure giving way to a cavalcade of wet, messy tears.-
Alice: I... I thought you died. I thought you were dead for so long. To actually see you again is... even now I can't quite believe it.
-She manages a small chuckle through her sobs.-
Alice: I'm so sorry, I must seem so pathetic. I just... I've missed you so much. And now that you're here, I... I'm so happy to see you again. I'm so glad that you're here.
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.