pokeboy | 01 voice/video & action

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01 voice/video & action

[ action / forest & town ]

[ A Add another number to the newbie arrival for this month. Red thankfully has friendly company to help him realise what the heck is on his back, and also to rip some holes in his shirt so he can stop wearing nothing over his chest. He's carrying the rest of the clothes though, he's not messing around with changing out in a forest at this time.

Maybe you're lurking around in the forest for whatever, and wow what is that big thing you see through the trees? Or wow, what's that faint, pleasant smell in the air?

But they'll also be found in the town, with the boy and his three pokémon finding themselves led there thanks to a good pair of ears.

They're free to approach, or maybe Red will approach your character should they not seem to be in a rush. ]

Uh, excuse me?

[ B A little trouble may or may not occur. Did somebody say something about Luceti and cookies??? Who's cooking? Because that aforementioned big round guy? Red was led to the town by Pikachu's ears and Snorlax's impressive Food Is Here senses. So if anybody is baking right now, the snorlax might juuust try to circle around your house (or wherever it is you're cooking), to try and find the source and how to get to the source.

What is that shadow creeping outside your kitchen window? What is that rattling on your door knob? Are you not even in a house with food? Well, you may not be so alone for long...

Hi, sexy food havers.

Restaurants are also not safe. ]

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[ Red may or may not really get this thing already. Either way he, with maybe the head of one of his pokémon peeking at the side, will be looking at the book in bewilderment. ]

Uh... Hello?

[ A+ work, Red. ]

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They're pokémon.

[The answer isn't instant, and yet while such a response might be considered being smart in his world, it isn't said with that intent. It just sounds weird to him, to hear them called creatures and not 'pokémon'.

There is an urge to delve more into detail, at least give their names- not everybody knows each pokémon, after all- but the fact that the four of them are dislocated from where they were overrules the desire to stay still and chat. Red picks himself up from the ground, still holding the shirt in one hand, while Pikachu hops onto a spot that doesn't block his view, and Ivysaur keeps to her place.]

Do you live near here? [Or, better yet-] Do you know where we are?

Poke...mon.

[She sounds out the words, clearly unfamiliar with them. It's not something from her world, and she's yet to have the fortune to encounter them here in this one. She gives each of the 'pokemon' a look in turn before she responds to the boy's question.]

Yes, I do live near here. And I know where we are, of course. Though, perhaps it might be best if you had a seat first, because the answer to that question is likely something you'll find rather unbelievable.

[Especially since he looks just a bit unsteady, and his wings are clearly paining him.]

[He's not sure if he really needs a seat, and he hesitates before he does sit back down in his spot. Not because of any suspicion of the suggestion, but to sit down seems too simple in his head in this very not ordinary situation.

But once he's sat down, he's not content to wait. She seems to know what's going on, but his mind isn't quite steady enough to just be still in thought, or not to speak and think outloud.]

I don't know if it's going to be unbelievable. When we woke up, all the stuff was gone, but they left my clothes behind? And all their pokéballs were gone, but none of them noticed anything.

[Snorlax wouldn't have likely noticed anything, but Pikachu and Saur? And it doesn't make sense to him to take off his clothes, leave him in a fresh pair of pants, and to take three used pokéballs when he had spares in his bag already. He leans a hand against the dirt, curious in the ground around him, as if maybe they just hadn't spot the balls and they would be somewhere near to them.]

[She smiles as warmly as she can, honestly not sure how to begin, so...rather than dither about it she just launches into it, drat the consequences or his reaction. At least he was sitting.]

This is the hard to believe part. You aren't in your world anymore. You aren't dead, but you're not home anymore, either. This place is a sort of...world between worlds.

[She pauses, waiting for the denial she thought was inevitable.]

[He stops his fruitless looking around when she begins, sitting properly enough and facing her for the explanation. Which is short, more so than Red expects, and he's without anything to say because, actually, he's waiting for more.

But maybe part of the silence is because of what she says, too. Because- yes. That's a pretty unbelievably weird thing to tell a person. And after a few seconds without anything from him, Red is finally opens his mouth. Pauses, and then...]

... Huh?

[A confused sound is something. ...Isn't it?]

[She nods, completely understanding the sentiment. 'Huh?' is exactly what she'd said when she'd first arrived too. Admittedly she'd probably sworn a lot more, but then this was pretty confusing. It's sort of hard trying to figure out what to say next.]

I know, it sounds strange. This place is not where you were when you last remember, right?

[He nods slowly at that, and from it begins to try and recall the last of what he remembers.]

We were in Fuschia City look around... there was a Safari with all kinds of different pokémon there... there were a lot of trees there, but...

[He looks down. Sure there were trees, but this wasn't the Safari Zone, and he couldn't paint it that way either. Even if he did, there were still the other oddities. Yet even while they existed, thinking of the place as a "world between worlds" was a little too out there for the boy at the moment. So he wasn't going to try.

Red looks at her again, a frown on his lips.] But what are we here for? We were gonna take on the gym; we weren't doing anything-

[He stops suddenly, his eyes widening. He looks around once more, this time with more emergency, and then quickly stands back up onto his feet.]

Did you see any other pokémon on the way here? --Any you've never seen before?

[That's a desperation in his voice. He remembers her saying something about being attracted by the smell of his companion- Saur, most likely. But maybe-]

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[She looks down at the ground, a little frown on her face as well. The desperation she was feeling honestly made her heart go out to him. He was so young, and this was clearly really confusing for him.]

None of us were doing anything bad, young man. It's happenstance that brought you here. And for that I am truly sorry. All I can say is that you're far, far from Fuschia City and this Safari of yours.

[One hand reaches up, stroking her chin for a moment, and she shakes her head in the negative once more. She wishes she had some positive news for him, but it's just not happening right now.]

And I'm afraid not. Until I met you, I'd never heard of pokemon before. I take it they're common in your world, but not in mine. I'd like to learn more about them, though, in time. And, I'd like to know your name, if you're willing to share it.

[Friendly introductions might help, she thinks, and a curiosity in his creatures. Admittedly, it's a genuine one, too. But one that can wait.]

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[He hadn't thought doing something bad was what could've possibly led to the situation that was occurring now, but that really didn't matter. Red's mind was now occupied by the thoughts of the three pokémon who had been with him, those who in his distraction hadn't come to his mind, or had been pushed aside by other details, like the wings.

It doesn't please him to hear that they haven't been seen, but Red trusts enough that she isn't the reason they're not there in the first place, and he can't blame her for just anything simply because she's there. As much of a stranger as she is, and as frustrated as his heart feels right now, that's dumb and uncool, and he has to think rationally. And clearly, too.

He's got a question from her he should answer as well.]

I'm Red. Pokémon don't always look the same. There's more than three of them. [It's the start of a explanation- but maybe, possibly, this woman did see one but doesn't realise it? But before that hopeful thought can go anywhere, doubt crushes it instantly. She'd already said she hadn't seen anything, after all.

There's a chirp however, by Red's side, that draws him away from his thoughts and the woman. It's Pikachu, looking up at him, and with Red's attention upon him he goes into some more squeaks, nodding his head and then jumping down from the road he'd been sitting on and onto the covered forest ground.]

Pikachu? You'll look for them? [The mouse pokémon nods, and then proceeds to climb his way up a nearby tree to the top of its branches.]

Be careful, okay!? [From above, there's a loud 'Pika!' in response. He will! When Red looks back to the woman, he at least looks a little happier.]

Pikachu said he's going to take a look around for them. [Not that he hadn't just said that a moment ago or anything. ~~Apologies to Saori for his attention not being entirely focused at this current time.~~]

[~~She doesn't mind. It's a weird situation~~. She lets him take care of the little yellow creature and send it on it's way. If it makes him happier, it makes him happier, and that's a start. She follows it with her eyes as it runs off, her lips pursed into a thin but still genuine smile.]

Well, Red. It's nice to meet you then. And your companions.

[She waves a hand towards him, one finger pointing towards his little wings. It's good that he's seemingly adjusted to the changes to his anatomy so quickly, since it's something some newcomers seem to fixate on.]

If I may offer a bit of advice, take good care of your new wings. They're quite sensitive, and they are a bit of a liability. Are they hurting any? If...they are I might be able to help with that.

[It's not much, but what healing skill she has is better than nothing for pain. Even if it's rudimentary at best, that's often enough to make such things more bearable.]

[It does make him happy, and calms him from the panic he had just induced upon himself. At the topic of his wings, he looks back at them, all new and strange; he can't help to look, even though he can't see them well at all, and there's really no point to. But he looks back to her when she asks about them hurting.]

They're sore... they hurt when I woke up, but they hurt even more when I tried to put my shirt on. [But-] Aren't they weird to you? I don't normally have them!

[Just then, the bulb lights.] Do you have a pair too?

[He hasn't actually seen any wings she might have, being probably more obvious to see on himself moving around than compared to how much calmer she's been.

But when Red asks that question, Saur beside him makes a low sound, nodding her head that he catches. Did she notice? But Red will wait for Saori's answer.]

[She nods once at the question, turning to reveal her back. There are a pair of wing-shaped lumps underneath her gown, flush against her skin, though it's obvious enough under any close inspection that the clothes have been altered to fit them. As sensitive as they are, and as sensitive as she is to the weather, the idea of keeping them out where they can be seen is unpleasant.]

Yes, I do. Everyone who comes to this world gains them, even if they do not normally have them. They won't allow you to fly, unfortunately, and avoiding injury to them is paramount to your survival. If they're removed, you will die, without fail. So please, do not try and pull them off.

[She takes a single step closer, holding out her hand.]

Come here, and I will do what I can to soothe the ache.

[It's unusual for people to have lumps around their back area, so while Red might not be able to see them fully, they have enough of a presence there for him to believe they're the same as what he now owns on himself. He takes note of what she says- about not being able to fly with them, but especially about losing them possibly killing him. It gets a quietened] O- okay... [Not exactly disbelief with him when she says that, but an inability to imagine no longer having the things he didn't have before actually causing him to die.

Thankfully, a distraction in her directions comes, and he moves closer towards her - facing her at first, but then turning around so his white wings are facing her instead.]

Like this?

Yes.

[She nods and reaches out for his wings, one hand extended to lay flush against the area between tender appendages. She closes her eyes in concentration, calling on the one Filial spirit she knows anything of: Nala, the healer.]

I am going to use a spell that I know, a bit of magic. You may feel a little tingly, but it should help alleviate some of the pain.

[A soft blue light emanates from her palm, lighting the forest and drawing out what pain she could. Red might feel warmer, and perhaps have the sensation of a few pinpricks along his back, and hopefully pushing away some of the aches he might be feeling. Her connection was never strong with the spirits here, but the ability was useful enough for things like this. Most of the time.

After a moment, she pulls away.]

How does that feel, Red? Any better?

[With his back turned, Red can't see anything when the blue glow comes about behind him. Snorlax and Saur, however, can, and their expressions shift, each making a sound as well.

Red sees Snorlax's surprise, questioning it until the sensation then comes to his wings, or to the centre of his back. It tingles, but it's the sort that comes when a dull pain begins to die down. Not instantly relieving, but when she speaks up, he begins to notice the difference. Enough to baffle him.

He turns back around, drawn to somehow attempt to look behind himself.] Ye...yeah! It's much better!

[Her looks at her, eyes wide, with both of his pokémon with their eyes on her as well.] What did you do?

[Saur takes a step closer to him, moving to his side. She doesn't think this woman means any harm, she hasn't indicated as much so far, but what just happened, though good for Red, brings out a need to be more ready and alert to be protective of him.]

[Her eyes sparkle when he looks back at her, lips parting in a soft laugh. The creatures protectiveness of him is noted, and she holds up her hand in a placating gesture...while showing it to Red. Her fingers are still glowing slightly, a faint pulse and echo of the magic she's cast.

Taking a step back, she flicks her wrist and the energy dissipates]

I asked one of the spirits here to help you. It agreed, and took care of your wings.

[She turns her attention to Ivysaur, still smiling. It probably deserved an explanation too, and if still smelled sweet so...she addresses it.]

Don't worry, little one. I'm not going to hurt your friend. I promise you that, on my power.

[The residue of the magic upon her hand keeps him wide eyed and amazed.] Spirits...

[The only type of spirits Red knew about were ghost pokémon, yet this didn't really invoke his memory on them. It's when she begins to speak to Ivysaur, that he looks between the two.

And Saur does indeed still smell sweet. It's not done intentionally, but a smell that had been wafting about more and more for close to a month. She's watching Saori, but it's not with hostility that she does. But her focus on the woman is taken away when Red drops down to her level on his knees, still with a smile on his face. He wraps his arms around her and brings her a little closer to him in the process.]

It's okay Saur! I mean it! I think we can trust her!

[She looks from Red's face, then to Saori, and after a pause gives her a nod.] Ivysaur...

[But she'll remember to walk very closely to him from now on, just in case there's any trouble to actually be found. Meanwhile, for Red, he looks back up to Saori.]

You can trust Saur too. She's my closest friend. [He glances over to Snorlax, and then removes an arm from Ivysaur to direct attention to him.] And Snorlax is my newest!

[Whatever these pokemon were, Saori was impressed by their loyalty. The way they seemed to have bonded to the boy reminded her in some ways of her servants back home, though perhaps with a different sort of relationship. She crouched down onto her haunches, looking into Saur's eyes for a silent moment. Keeping her posture open, she finally nodded, hopefully conveying a sense of peace to it before turning her attention to Snorlax. This one...was so much different, rotund and actually quite cute.]

Saur and Snorlax. Quite a pair of friends, Red. I do not know what pokemon are, but they seem quite marvelous.

[She rises, looking from one to the other with a respectful inclination of her head.]

It is lovely to meet you both. I am sorry for the circumstances, but all the same.

[Her gaze flicks back to Red, curiosity warring with a warming affection for the boy.]

You say there are more of them?

[Ivysaur receives the greeting with another nod of her head, giving a 'Saur' in response. Snorlax, meanwhile, tilts his head, his 'Snorlax' heavy and short when he says it. Heavy, because that's how he speaks. Out of him and Ivysaur, he's still not too used to this whole meet and greet of people.

For Red, it's warming to see her meet and greet with his pokémon. When she speaks to him again, he nods.]

Mm, yeah. There was- [He looks upwards, in thought-] Charmeleon, Squirtle, and Eevee. [He nods next towards the direction Pikachu had left.] And the pokémon with me was Pikachu.

[But now he has to think about this - about what she's said about her knowledge of pokémon being zilch. A puzzling but thoughtful look, Red looks at Saori.] You really don't know what a pokémon is?

[She looks off in the direction Pikachu had gone with a nod.]

Pikachu...[She mouths the name quietly, committing it to memory.

When Red speaks up again, she nods.]

No, I don't. Not...every world is the same, and I fear yours and mine are likely quite different. Are they animals? Or something else? They certainly look like animals...

Animals? [Now Red is the one repeating words he's never heard about. He pauses, trying to think of another word.] They're called creatures sometimes... [That's the only other word used for them.] By teachers.

[It's an odd word to say, like it's too scientific. And when you already have a good enough word to use, why say anything else? But that could be what's going on here.]

Maybe you call pokémon animals where you're from? But pokémon are everywhere! There's even more pokémon than people I bet.

Perhaps they are one and the same. Different worlds do have different sorts of creatures, so perhaps animals are from my world, and pokemon are from yours.

[It wouldn't surprise her, to be honest.]

And I certainly agree with you there. There are far, far more animals than there are people, and thousands of different kinds, as well. If they are analogous then it stands to reason that there should be just as many pokemon. Though, animals don't generally talk, in my experience, while yours seem to at least know their names.

[He thinks about that last bit, then a strange conclusion comes to him of what she must mean.]

Oh! That's 'cause their names are what they are! Snorlax is a snorlax, and Saur is an Ivysaur. Saur used to be a bulbasaur, but I always called her Saur so much so it stuck.

Your place's pokémon must do the same. Right?

[Talk by saying their name over and over?? Even if she did just say they don't speak...]

[She shakes her head at that.]

No, they don't. Most animals make sounds, though they're more squeaks and growls or chirps, nothing quite like that. I know how to speak to a few animals, but they're...well, different. At least to me.

[She's not sure he'll really understand exactly why that is.]

Regardless of that, animals are no less varied, and each one makes a sounds that's pretty unique to them.

[He doesn't think anything strange about her speaking to animals, at least. He speaks to his pokémon, though it's more of an understanding after being around them for so long than actual equal communication. Complicated trainer stuff.]

Hmm... lots of the sounds pokémon make all sound different too. You don't always hear their names when they talk. [Thinking about it, it can be quite varied. He then perks up.]

But when you're around them a lot, you start understanding what they're saying! [Pause.] Well, some of the time...but growls and chirps start really meaning more than just sounds when you stop and think about it.

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Up to you if this works at all!

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