“Hoenn here,” Aedre said, turning to Amber. “Field study? Are you perhaps a Pokemon researcher?” she asked. “I’m actually studying to become a researcher. Kosei was an opportunity to study a rare Pokemon called Honedge, so I took up the assignment, and here I am.”
Seeing Amber release one of her Pokemon, Aedre figured she may as well release one of her own. The calmer, less moody one, that is.
“Hey there, Alitis,” she said, smiling as the Fletchling fluttered to a perch on her shoulder. “This is Kyra, a Rockruff, and Edea, a Maractus.”
The flying-type regarded the other two Pokemon carefully, silent as he took them in. The cactus-like Pokemon was most likely a grass-types, although this one seemed a little more watchful — meaning that Alitis would have to watch it closely as well. The puppy Pokemon, on the other hand, blended into the ground below, and the Fletchling couldn’t immediately deduce its typing. It was also seemed rather immature, which made sense with its size.
“He’s a little on the quiet side,” Aedre explained when the Fletchling remained silent still. At Amber’s question, she looked to the boy inquisitively. Indeed, what had brung the eccentrically-dressed boy to the rather unknown island of Kosei?
Team:
Pasithea “Thea” ♀ — Togepi (11)
Attacks:Growl, Charm, Metronome, Sweet Kiss
Ability:Serene Grace
Alitis “Little” ♂ — Fletchling (9)
Attacks:Tackle, Growl, Quick Attack
Ability:Gale Wings
Decus “Dee” ♂ — Honedge (6)
Attacks:Tackle, Swords Dance, Fury Cutter
Ability:No Guard
Bag Items:
Pokedex (with Kosei Region Map)
Smart Phone
Credit Card linked to a private account that houses a decent amount of money
Poke Radar
Collapsable Bike with two gears (third for bike ramps, fourth for muddy slopes)
“Markus! Still looking as young as ever,” Shanae said, grinning and running up the rest of the steps. “I see the company is going well — read the news on your expansion,” she continued.
“Oh, the deal,” Markus said, waving a hand. “That’s all happened already. We should stay in the present, which reminds me — what brings you all the way here to Ironforge, Shanae? And what’s this I hear about a trainer wanting to take on the mission request I put out — surely it’s not you?”
“I’m taking an extended vacation — rediscover myself as a person and trainer. All that good stuff,” Shanae said, flourishing a hand at the belt of Pokeballs at her waist. “It’s been a while since I’ve gone out under the simple title of a ‘Pokemon trainer,’ and I miss it.”
“Indeed,” Markus said, stroking his mustache. “It’s been a while for me as well. Maybe I’ll borrow your idea one day and take to the road? But that’ll have to wait until I can confidently hand the company over to Marvin — which,” he said, throwing a pointed look at his son, “seems a little far off at the moment. Anyways, about the mission — are you sure you want to take it on, Shanae?” the man asked, frowning. “You just said it’d been a while since you’d been out and about, and I’d hate to see you take on something you aren’t prepared for.”
“Markus, I’ve already dropped by Mt. Atana — and caught myself a Lapras,” Shanae said, indicating her seventh Pokeball. “So I think it’s about time to shake off the final bits of rust and kick into full gear as a trainer.”
“Atana? Well then, this should be somewhat of equal difficulty,” Markus said. “Now, let me fill you in on the details…”
Rank: Skilled Organization: Helping Hand Guild [Founder]
Kenza followed Derrick down the corridor, her senses alert and her breathing low. Even if the Wolfwing possessed keen senses, the radius of its awareness had limits, and Kenza wanted to stay on the safer side and not test those. Wonder if it can talk? she thought, figuring she'd pose the question to the group later.
When the room opened up, Kenza's eyes were immediately drawn towards the door and the light behind it. Her eyes then flowed down, following the structure's length to the great pawprints below. Wolfwing, she thought, a wave of anticipation flowing through her. After all the hunts she'd been on, Kenza had definitely been on a few where she found the tables turned on her -- the hunter hunted, stalked like prey. Still, none had been so treacherous, so full of risk and with such an intelligent creature on the other end. Keeping us prisoner -- is it of human intellect, or even greater? she thought, resisting a shiver.
Lifting her eyes from the pawprints, Kenza took in the rest of the room, her eyes ghosting over the design on the rug and towards the strange object behind which blue light washed out. A curtain? she wondered, simultaneously feeling her curiosity pique and her senses tingle in warning. Why is the light blue? she wondered, searching her experiences for blue light. Tinted glass was an option, which suggested a window, and also refracted light that shone off something of similar color. Either of those options suggested something akin to a glowing object or an opening, and neither seemed as dangerous as opening the door.
Looking to the other two in her group, Kenza nodded to the window, figuring that both of the hunters she was with would understand her views. Still, she wanted to check with them -- curiosity was a dangerous allure when trying to survive, and Kenza figured she may as well get input since she could.
Further chirping from the sharp-billed bird in front of Leisy piqued a peculiar feeling inside her. Pity? she wondered, relaxing her muscles and letting her mind wander. No. That’s not right. This is… Her eyes widened, and she leaped back in alarm, legs scoring streaks in the dirt below as she landed. B—Bidein?
The Fletchinder paused his chirping, seemingly picking up on the fact that the Kartana had recognized him. In his relief, however, the ember Pokemon neglected to stay aware of his surroundings, leaving him the prime target for an approaching Gliscor. Upon noticing the unsuspecting fire-type, the purple-blue Pokemon’s eyes gleamed in delight as it adjusted its flight pattern as to take aim at the Fletchinder. Launching itself through the air, it bared its fangs and widened its pincers, eyes engulfed in desire for blood.
A slew of deadly-sharp leaves knockd the Gliscor from its trajectory, sending ti reeling back. Leisy was at her Fletchinder side in a heartbeat, arms thrown up possessively. “Back off,” she told the ground-type.
The Gliscor’s eyes narrowed as it weighed its options, flicking its tail back and forth as it did. The little origami Pokemon didn’t look like much, but it’d alerted the Fletchinder to its presence. Hadn’t it been a free-for-all? That was what it seemed like around here — kill or be killed, so you might as well test your claws and teeth while you were at it. Muscles tensing, the Gliscor prepared to strike again.
“You’re going to regret that,” Leisy said, readying her blades. On a whole, she was pleased that the Gliscor was challenging her. It wasn’t her choice the ground-type was so reckless as to challenge an enemy it couldn’t gauge properly. On the other hand, however, a small part of Leisy was calling it quite, protesting loudly in a corner of her mind. Why the bloodlust? Why the needless violence? the voice demanded, sounding rather naive but cross at the same time. What will you possibly gain from hurting so many Pokemon?
I — I, Leisy thought, blinking rapidly. Beside her, a faint warmth reminded her that Bidein was with her. I agree, she realized, letting her blades drop to her side. THe Gliscor, sensing the lack of killing intent from the opposite party, prepared to strike, but a warning look from the Fletchinder told it off.
“Thank you for not giving up on me, Bidein,” Leisy told her fire-type, sliding the flat of her arm over her Fletchinder’s head feathers Looking around, she spotted Ella, Olivie, and a Metang forming a circle around the Darkrai. “Over here. But be careful,” she said, motioning towards the group before jumping over with her Pokemon following behind her. “You’re manipulating our minds — our desires!” Leisy shouted at the Darkrai as she landed beside the large, jellyfish-like creature that was Ella. “We might want to be stronger, but the strength that we seek isn’t all physical strength.”
@Hekazu this would be a question for @lord of evil since I was not aware that there was a fork in the road and Kenza would probably let him take the lead anyway, considering that he travelled the path before and all.
If it's random, I'll just cast a vote for the left side, 'cuz that's the first side that came to mind.