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A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

Andy followed Kim and tapped Varina's keystone. "Don't worry, I won't let anything bad happen to you."

As Kim went around the Pokémon Center, so did Andy, and soon he saw Michael, Niccia, Gavin, and several of their Pokémon. "We're back!" he said, going straight to Michael, "about your text..."
Before getting there a Meloetta almost flew into his face and grabbed his face with two hands. "Are you the uncle? What is your fascination with time?"
"What?"
"Time, what is your species fascination with it?"

When he heard the greeting, followed by the question, Michael was about to answer his uncle when Penalopy rushed in. He sighed, but waited for his uncle to address Penalopy's question first.

"I... well..." Andy barely had time to even question where this Meloetta had come from or why she asked such a random question, "we have a limited time-span so our time matters. I think a lot of our fascination with time comes from that. But we do seem to care more about that than other sentient beings, like Pokémon, probably because we evolved and progressed in a way that we added so much to our lives that it's hard to do everything, so we have to plan a lot more. We have to keep track of seasons for farming because we left behind a foraging life long ago; we plan classes at schools and meetings at work to let everything happen in an orderly way; we want to be social and we have to work for money to buy the things we need and we have to make time to eat and we have to sleep, and we like doing hobbies or other activities to relax, doing everything requires some planning of the day, and we can't do that without knowing the time. I think that's it in a nutshell, but we can have a more in-depth discussion about that later."
Penalopy nodded and floated away. "Thank you~"
"My pleasure." Andy looked back to Frossien as he tried to remember what they were there for. "Right, there was some trouble. What happened?"

Benny examined Frossien, something about her reminded him of Niccia and Gavin, she looked human, but something was off. And she looked familiar in a way. Kim hurried over to Benny and Li.
"We met Articuno, Frossien, in the library." Kim looked over her shoulder to the legendary Pokémon in human form. "They have been flirting..."
Benny chuckled. "Can't say I'm surprised."

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Merlin looked at the Delibird that joined him and then at the figure in the shadows, who revealed themselves to be a Marshadow. "Why did you attack?" Merlin asked. While he hadn't witnessed it, he believed Kim when she said a shadowball had been fired, but it still had to be determined if the attack was focussed on Varina and had hit, or focussed on Andy and had missed. Either way, this Marshadow was a potential threat to Andy and Merlin could not accept that.

Nobody Will Believe It [SporkoBug and Calle]

"Then go," Benjamin said. "It sounds important. Warn Ari and Ray about Josh." He managed a small smile. "I won't be going anywhere."
The words were spoken with more courage than he felt, but if Dia was this worried about Josh and warning Ari, she had to go.

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It wasn't long before Vivian showed herself in the doorway, looking inside. Tiffany wasn't here, but there was a new face. "Were you recently hired?" she asked Josh. "I don't think we met yet. I'm the psychiatrist of this facility, doctor Vivian Gartner." She smiled kindly when she said that, waiting for Josh to introduce himself too.

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Marc grinned when he saw Sara smile. That was the smile he had wished to see. "I thought you would after you listed the things you liked," he said. "Shall we order some tea with scones or pie?" he suggested, gestured to a table with the menu on it.

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

Benjamin rushed to Steph's side and put a hand on her back. "I think you overdid it," he said friendly. "Take a moment to catch your breath." He thought about what else he could do for her. At first he thought about offering a sports drink, a sudden fatigue after exercise was often cured by hydrating, with sugar and electrolytes, but Steph wasn't human. As a Succubus she could need something else.

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"Yes," mr. Johnsson said, nodding slowly. "We too are investigating ways to maximise our control over her. It would be well if we would work together so we can minimise the potential danger she poses. Do you want her back, or are you okay with her working for us?"
This man was a strange one, and he felt he had to be careful with him. His years in the field had given him a gut-feeling when things were off or not. And this man, while he couldn't pinpoint exactly how he knew it, didn't seem entirely human.

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"If you won't hurt us or other humans, we won't hurt you," Morisson promised. "Right?" This time he had his eyes on Jase when he asked for the confirmation.
After this he had to figure out what had happened to Jase, and how dangerous he was. Fuck this, this was not how he had planned to spend the afternoon before going to hunt those bloody vampires.

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

"Her guardian was with her the last time we met," James said. "I assume they are still together." He turned to Penalopy, who lay on Soul's back again, burrowing into his fur with a happy smile. "Everything was well when we parted," he added, guessing Niccia would want to hear that.

Michael watched the Meloetta settle on Soul; she was probably one of the most forward Legendary Pokémon he had met so far. Since Niccia was talking with Mitch, Michael went to Gavin and Mindy. "Did you find what you need?" he asked them.

Benny nodded and looked at Michael. That meant he had to keep an eye on the boy whenever he was with him.

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Suddenly the keystone fell out of Andy's hands, as if it were pushed. He quickly bent down to pick it up and looked around, but he couldn't see the culprit. "You okay, Varina?" he asked as he cautiously stepped back and then turned around to continue to the Pokémon Center. "Did you see who it was, Kim?" he asked his Furret.
Kim shook her head, but she looked worried, because she had seen it was a shadowball.
After a moment of contemplating he took Merlin's Pokéball and called the Noctowl to his side. "I hope you rested well. I need you to keep an eye on things from the air. Something happened and Kim looks worried."
"Someone shot a shadowball at Varina's keystone," Kim quickly filled him in.
Merlin nodded, glanced only briefly at Frosiien and lifted into the sky. "Go to the Pokémon Center," he told Kim. "I will guard your backs."
Kim took the lead and as she walked to the Pokémon Center at a quicker pace then before, she looked back to see if Andy was following her.
"I'm with you, princess," he said as he followed his Furret.

Strange Arrivals (A ZAVAZggg & Calle Roleplay)

Andy stared at his guest; the last thing he had expected was to hear him offer to cook. "If you want to cook, you can stay here forever. I'm not particularly fond of meal preparation myself." He joined Alastor to the fridge to look inside. "We'll need some fat to prepare the meat," he said, tapping on the bottle of liquid butter and then moved to inspect the top shelve of the fridge. "I seem to have some bacon and chicken filets..." he checked the dates on the pre-packed meat, "we probably should eat the chicken first, the expiration date is tomorrow."

He opened the door above the fridge to have a look in the freezer. "Green beans, peas with carrots, cauliflower..." he muttered as he inspected the bags of frozen vegetables. "I keep some potatoes, onions and garlic in that cabinet," he added, pointing to one of the doors. "And the spices and herbs are over there," he mentioned as he pointed to a rack close to the electric stove.

He turned to Alastor. "Is there a specific recipe you wish to try? Because we can quickly go to the shop and buy what you need."

Nobody Will Believe It [SporkoBug and Calle]

Benjamin looked up when he heard Dia; when she fell he quickly rushed to her side. "Are you okay?" he asked, his hand tentatively above her arm before gently touching her. The sound she had made when falling made him think of mass, but she couldn't have mass... she was a spirit. "Dia, what has happened to you?"

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Vivian sat in her office. Things with Ray went well now, a precious girl, definitely impressionable. Benjamin less so, but he would be willing to accept anything if he would be in isolation long enough.
She opened some encrypted files with a key and brought up the data of Simon. After reading it through, she closed the file and read the one of Susanna. After closing everything she went to the regular patient files and read through a few until she ended on the file of Carol. Nodding to herself, she ticked a box which added a small symbol to the upper-right corner. Most thought it meant she would be evaluated regularly by the psychiatrist to assess when she could return home or go to another caring facility better equipped for the patient's needs; that was how it was listed in the manual. Only a few knew what it really meant.
After locking her computer, she left her office to find the nurse who aided her with the special program.

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Marc led the way to the place he had in mind. He wasn't sure what to talk about, so he kept silent. It would be a short walk. He followed the street until he could turn right into an alley paved with cobblestones and smaller shops on either side. He stopped in front of a door with a wooden sign above it.
The Library Tearoom
"I think you'll like this place," he said as he opened the door. "It's a tearoom, but they have this massive oak book cabinet, and people can either buy or borrow books from this place." As he pushed the door open a gentle classical tune greeted them, the interior was mostly wood and yellow light, giving it a cosy appearance. Several paintings of amateurs and lesser known artists were on the walls, with various styles. "You can also buy the painting they have on the walls. And they usually play classical and jazz music in the background."

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

Benjamin slowed down when he saw Steph go up and stopped when the sun hit her wings. Mesmerized he watched the sparkles and the rainbow shards. He wanted the moment to last forever; it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
When he lights fizzled out he walked to the place she would land if she'd continue to descent as she was.

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"She has her value," mr. Johnsson carefully said, "but she is an unpredictable factor. We know very little of her." He folded his hands as he leaned on his desk. "The question is: what do you want with the beast? Do you consider her dangerous or valuable?"
He took note of the strange behaviours of this person, like the way he sat in the chair. Maybe it was best not to mention their beast was somewhere away from here now. Of course they still tracked her, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to let them know that.

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"Look, you guys shouldn't be causing trouble regardless of people having a... timberfae." Whatever the fuck that was. Morrison decided it didn't matter for now. "Our agency has to deal with beings that are a threat to humans. If you want to get off this fucking planet, help us kill demons or do some good deeds or shit like that, but don't cause any trouble for humans. Lay low, they don't need to know Angels and Demons are real." He eyes the troublemakers. "Am I making myself clear?"

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

Penalopy turned to Niccia and thought about it. "You know... I have no idea~" She giggled softly. "The last time we saw each other... it was a sunny day, in a meadow. Lovely flowers. Yellow and purple. We sang and we danced~" She hummed a gentle melody as she danced on the grass. "But that was... I don't know, could be last week, could be last year~" She giggled again. "Who keeps track of time, right? Except for humans, they seem fascinated by it! They hang time on their walls and everything!" She floated up to face Michael. "You have to tell me what your fascination with time is!"
"In short," James said to Niccia when it was clear Penalopy had gotten sidetracked again, "we do not know where miss Anylia went to, she didn't say."

Michael blinked at the question. "Erm... we... erm..." he sighed, scratching the back of his head as he thought about how to answer that question. His uncle would probably be able to come up with an answer on the spot. Penalopy staring at him didn't help to find an answer to the question either. "Maybe you should ask my uncle..." he said.
"And who is that?"
"He's on his way, he'll be here soon."
Penalopy nodded. "I will wait for the uncle then," she said.

Benny nodded. "That is good." He glanced at Michael. "Michael has been taken by him before. Do you reckon he is at risk of being a target again because he managed to slip away from Darkrai twice?" If this had become a matter of pride for Darkrai, it would be a problem.

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"Gavin still isn't really talkative," Andy said. "But he's a good guy. I like hanging out with him." He checked his phone again; Michael hadn't sent anything new after his last text, but he knew his nephew wouldn't send a text like that without good reason.
He turned into the street that led to the Pokémon Center, the long road gave a good view of the building ahead of them. He didn't see any familiar Pokémon yet, but it was possible they were either inside or on that field behind the center.

Strange Arrivals (A ZAVAZggg & Calle Roleplay)

Andy had to refrain from shaking his head at the sudden suspicion. He went to get his backpack and pulled a small rectangular carboard box from it. On the top it showed the image of a smartphone.
"You may have observed a human obsession with these things," he said. "This one is not the best of its kind, but it will allow for calling, texting, browsing the internet. I took the liberty of adding my phone-number to it and install a chat-app. In the box is the manual, I'm sure you're smart enough to figure out how it works."

After putting the box down, Andy picked up his glass again and sipped from it. "I'll see about producing something edible in a moment. Something healthier than french fries and a burger. But first tell me about your lunch: what did you eat and how did you like it?"

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

It didn't take long for Steph to overtake Benjamin, and he didn't mind either. He could see how happy she was and that made him happy too. He did his best to keep up, but she was faster than he was. He too passed the agents and grinned when he saw how awestruck they were.
Maybe it would work out after all, the others were getting used to demons like Gaia and Steph. Maybe she'd be accepted for who she was soon.

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Mr. Johnsson looked at the man on the other side of his desk. "We talked on the phone," he recalled when he recognised the voice. "You wanted to talk about Gaia, right?" He hadn't written down the appointment, but it was hard to forget that strange phonecall.
He gestured to the chair. "Please, sit down. How can I help you?"

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"Don't try to talk," Morisson berated Carl. "Take it easy. Jase is..." He looked at what Jase was doing. "Just take it easy, okay? I'll handle it."
He jumped up when he saw Jase slam an angel into the ground. "Fucking hell, Jase! That's enough!" He walked forward, carefully. "I think they learned their lesson now." He glanced at the angels with spikes in their skin. "Right?"