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. ]

[ voice/video ]

[ 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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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.

[Complicated trainer stuff indeed. And while she's still not completely sure animals and pokemon are the same, it's close enough that she's not going to argue with him. Not when it seems to be helping his mood.]

It's the same for animals. Once you build a partnership with them, understanding them becomes easier. My dog and I have been friends her entire life, and while all she can do is bark and yip, I still know what she wants. And crows are easy enough to talk to once you put a little thought into it.

[She looks around the forest a bit more, wondering where the boy's other creature had gone.]

Your...Pikachu has been gone a while. How far did you tell it to go?

[Admittedly, hearing her talk about creatures he doesn't know makes Red excited. They could be pokémon that Kanto doesn't know about. Even if they're from a different world, or so Saori says, Red's not really considering what that means. Or the whole other world part either.

But then she brings him back to reality, and his face shifts.] Oh. [That's a good thing to point out, how long Pikachu's been gone. Moving himself up and Saur moving back in response, Red gets onto his feet.] I didn't. Hold on.

[And what else can be expected when Red raises his head upwards and begins to turn slowly on the spot-] Pikaaachu! Can you hear me!? Come back, buddy!!

[He pauses, waiting with silence filling in. But then a far off call can be heard, the familiar sound of the mouse-] Pikaaaapiiiii!

[It doesn't take more than half a minute or close to that for the rustling of tree tops above, and then Pikachu running down along the trunk of the closest one and springing out for Red to catch him. The boy does, though losing his shirt in the process.]

Pikachu! [He adjusts himself to allow the pokémon some space to breathe, but also so he can look down at him.] Didn't you find anyone?

[The pikachu's ears droop, and then he shakes his head.] Pikaaa....

[Hearing the little thing talking like that, and suddenly flying out of the tree like some sort of wild yellow chipmunk has the effect of making her giggle, shoulders hunching forward while she covers her mouth with her hand. It's really, really cute, and while she's sorry that the pokemon didn't find his other friends, it's still one of the ten most adorable things she's seen in ages.]

Hmmm...[She muses, listening to the conversation interestedly.]

It is possible your other companions didn't come with you when you were abducted. And that just means they're safe back in your world, and they'll be waiting for you when you come back.

[He doesn't really have a moment to think of why she's giggling when Pikachui comes into his arms. Still, it makes him blush a little all the same, and then the missing state of his other team members pulls him away from that entirely.

But he looks at Saori, when she speaks.]

You think so? [He hmms to himself, looking back at Pikachu. That wouldn't be so bad, though there's one in particular his mind is on. But if she was lost in the forest.]

I guess it's better... [He doesn't sound completely sure of that.]

[She nods, expression full of confidence. It's a problem she can sympathize with, at least, but one she understands.]

I know so. Your pokemon will be waiting for you, and when you get home it'll be like nothing's changed at all. I promise.

[He can't be that sure about that. Like nothing happened?]

I don't think it's going to be just like that. The Pokémon Centre's probably going to give me an ear full for leaving them behind all of a sudden.

[He lets Pikachu go onto the ground and picks up the shirt he dropped, observing it again. He's sort of realising he's been getting carried away talking like this without one on (in front of a woman!!), and uh...]

[She nods again]

I promise. Time...flows oddly for us here, and whenever this place allows you to leave, it'll be within a moment of your leaving. I know it sounds odd, but that's just how this place is. Best to just...not worry about it too much.

[And realizing that he's shirtless does finally click with her.]

Would you like to go into the village? You can probably find more of your clothes there.

[It is odd, and maybe he would question it, but she says not to worry, so...

And the subject of clothing is something to become involved in. He feels embarrassed again, but regardless of his state of upper nudity-]

Why would they be in the village?

[She laughs gently again.]

I honestly don't know why the people who put us here do things that way. But they always show up in the village instead of with us. It's...a little bad when it's really cold out, but that's just how things are.

[That is pretty odd, and it reflects on his face before he looks back to his clothing.]

Hmm, well... I can still put this on for now!

[Though, how to, how to.. he thinks on it for a second, then looks to Snorlax, stepping over to him after he does.]

Hey, Snorlax! If I hold this out for you, can you put your claws through it?

[At that request, Snorlax makes a confused sound to go along with his expression. What?? But Red's already slipping a hand inside the shirt, holding the area stretched out.]

Just two, so I can wear it!

[Snorlax thinks this has to be one of the weirdest requests he's heard. Saori, do you have any input to give before the demise of Red's shirt (rip in piece)?]

[She does, holding out a hand to the pokemon indicating that he should wait.]

Stop. If you want to add holes for your wings, allow me. No offense to your friend, but I believe I can be a bit more precise, and...probably a bit more gentle.

[Holding out a hand, she waits expectantly for him to hand over the shirt. No point in destroying perfectly good fabric!]

Give it to me, and I'll fix it up.

[No offence seems to be taken from Snorlax, who just looks between the two. Red stares at her for a second, but hands it over to her.]

I'd do it, but I don't have my knife on me. Are you sure you can tear it?

[She gives the boy a guarded smile, not entirely sure he'd be able to really grasp that she wasn't human, yet anyway. But she nods. This thing needs to be done, after all, and she doesn't exactly have a pair of scissors to cut it with. Her own claws aren't ideal, so...the other thing it'll have to be.]

I can cut it, don't worry.

[Taking the shirt, she holds it up between them and studies the boy's back for a moment, noting wing placement. And then she twitches her finger, gathering wind along the tip of it, a razor sharp blade of air. Two quick slashes later, and the deed is done. Two neat, perfect slits wide enough for his wings.]

There. All done.

Up to you if this works at all!

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And ended up napping after the interview, lawl

it's ok! :) naps are good

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