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| seekee | Jan 25 2011, 04:47 PM Post #61 |
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ROUTE 5 en route to millenia The morning had been a pleasant one so far, filled less with unfriendly Doduo and more with your companions' broadening their abilities. It seemed to have brought some new allies, as well, unexpected and kinda-unwelcome as they were. Nevertheless, away the two females chattered, agitating Chaos but not enough for him to get upset and risk disturbing you as well. Back to Millenia you were headed, along the rather calm grassy path of Route 5. Depending on how you feel about getting wet, the morning soon became a little less pleasant. Not long ago, the sky had cleared for you, but the uninterrupted blue sky wasn't destined to last. Almost the moment you had set off, grey clouds reappeared, sneaking overhead. For a while, the sun wasn't blocked, so your party didn't notice it. The route back to Millenia was a little longer than you may have remembered - I guess you wandered further than you thought. Either way, nature chose to work against you, though it was somewhat of a blessing that it rained on you now and not at all last night. Perhaps it was more a blessing, a sign of benevolence. The clouds had waited 'til you were conscious to condensate all over you. Clefairy and Pikachu were possibly the biggest complainers of the weather change. It was fortunate that the route you were taking headed under a couple of sprawling trees, and so Chaos merely trotted along beneath them for the meantime, though aware that the cover wasn't going to last very long at all. Clefairy's moans were unheeded until she suddenly stopped, whipping her head about to fixate on a particular point near the ground. Slapping at Chaos' flank for him to stop, the small pink pokémon gave a cry and jumped down. The bull stopped mostly out of surprised frustration than anything else, and may have considered going on without the tag-along if it hadn't been for the Pikachu's ardent demands for him to wait. Meanwhile, the Clefairy had disappeared into the long grass which grew at the bases of these large trees, and wasn't to be seen for a few minutes. Pikachu almost seemed ready to jump off and find her friend herself, though held back, apparently aware of something that everybody else was not. After a moment, a distinctly Clefairy-like cry came from somewhere in the grass. Chaos blinked as he heard the message, which summarized to 'get the girl here'. Rather than bother you directly, Chaos chose to just step a little closer, encouraging you to do the same. You were tall enough to be able to peer into the grass from a perspective that the Clefairy did not have, but she must have noticed something. Her pinkness quickly caught your eye, so distinct from the green as it was, and she waved and gestured to the object next to her. Had it not been for the nose, it would have been hard to recognise the fire shrew from the large scarf that he was wrapped in. The Cyndaquil shivered and whimpered, so quietly it was almost inaudible. She seemed extremely concerned for the little fire-type, and crooned, alternating between looking at you and Chaos. She was beginning to understand that the Tauros was your middle-man, bizarre as it all was to her. He won't accept help from me, she said, he keeps muttering about some human... and I think some pokémon have been cruel to him. |
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| Roses are Red | Jan 25 2011, 06:10 PM Post #62 |
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His nose lifted and sniffed the air. Rain was on the wind and, while it was welcome for the grass and trees, he was not so sure it would be welcome for everyone. Kayla remained silent although she had begun looking up and around where they were instead of focusing entirely on the ground. The Phanpy had to keep adjusting his trail as they slowly veered off to the left. The three chattering on the Tauros' back seemed oblivious to the change in the weather. Well, at least until it started raining. Clefairy was the loudest complainer of them all. Even the other female was not as whiny. Hell, even the Phanpy, who did not appreciate being soaked, was very stoic about the rain. Soren was unhappy but just continuously shook himself to rid the water droplets from his feathers. He chirped in gratitude as the bull led them into a small cover of trees. Although the rain that did fall was larger, it was in less amounts and more bearable. Kayla remained silent throughout the ordeal. When she started to shiver though, Chaos snorted at her to put her jacket on. They paused as the girl dug it out, dropping her doll on the wet ground. Almost immediately, the little elephant plucked the doll up with his trunk and carefully handed it to her. Kayla froze again but, almost quicker than the bull had ever seen, she retrieved the doll from the Phanpy and looked up at him. He snorted at the girl and turned away, ears flapping. The bull grunted and nodded and then continued on, the girl sliding the jacket around her shoulders. It was about then that Clefairy suddenly perked up from her self-pity. Her large ears stood straight up and then twitched to the side. She smacked the bull's side, much to his disbelief. Chirping, the fairy hopped off and vanished into the grass. Chaos lowed after her to come back but the Clefairy continued into the grass. He groaned and tried to take a step but the Pikachu squeaked. When he glared up at her, her cheeks glowed and sparked. Disgruntled, he hung his head. Kayla looked up at him, confusion at the situation on her face. He snorted softly, assuring her that everything was okay. Of course that plan went to hell in a handbasket when the Clefairy began chirping excitedly. He sighed but got the message and nudged Kayla over to where the Clefairy was hiding. Her eyes immediately went to the ground, staring intensely at the grass. Chaos raised his head, blinking in surprise now at the small bundle on the ground. It was shivering and somewhat mouse-like. Judging by its sad appearance, it was not liking the rain either. He snorted up at Soren, asking what it was. The Pidgey leaned in and took in the small creature. He informed the bull it was a Cyndaquil, a Fire-type that was often seen with new trainers and pretty rare out in the wild. He himself had only seen one in his lifetime, now two. Clefairy jumped in then, saying that the Pokemon had been mumbling about a human earlier but he did not want any help from her. Pity, this time for the little Fire-type, spread across her features. Pikachu hopped off the bull's back and stared at the little creature. When Chaos turned to the girl, he was surprised to see her head up and staring at the Cyndaquil. She let go of his mane and took a small step towards him. Squatting, she leaned in close to the little mouse, hair hanging all around her face. She whined softly, a definite 'hurt' noise. Why she was huddling near the new and strange Pokemon, the Tauros did not know and was not sure if he approved of it. Yes, it was injured and probably in no shape to harm her but still. Even the Phanpy was nearby and looked ready to strike if the Cyndaquil made a move. In a sudden act of even more strangeness, she stripped off her jacket and tried to wrap the Cyndaquil in it. Clefairy again began to chirp questions, asking what had happened to him in hopes that he would answer finally. |
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| seekee | Jan 29 2011, 11:09 AM Post #63 |
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ROUTE 5 en route to millenia The little shivering Cyndaquil was quite oblivious of the great surprise of your taking initiative; sensing you were human, he had lifted his nose towards you as you knelt over him, whimpering his own hurt noise in sync with you. Where he had clearly rejected Clefairy's attentions, he welcomed yours, and allowed himself to be wrapped in another layer, though your actions dislodged the haphazardly-wound scarf that he had been surrounded by. With a shriek of protest, he grabbed at the scarf with a desperation quite out of proportion to its apparent value; the rain-damp item hadn't seemed to be keeping him very dry, or particularly warm, so his attachment to it was a mystery. Nevertheless, his attachment was very strong, and he tugged its damp, clothy length under his chin, gripping onto it stubbornly. You may not have recognised the scarf's quality, but Soren, apparently so world-wise, didn't miss its uniqueness. It wasn't an ordinary scarf; it was a Beauty Scarf, though in its bedraggled, wet, somewhat dirty state, it didn't appear as beautiful as it should. He idly commented on this to Chaos, though didn't suppose it was that important. Perhaps it would have more significance later, but for now, the Cyndaquil itself was far more interesting. Having had to get close enough to place your hands near and on the Cyndaquil, in order to wrap it up, you could feel just how cold it was. Considering its fire-typing - though, of course, you may not have been completely aware of that - this was not a good thing, not at all. The Cyndaquil struggled to maintain contact with you, clearly drawing great comfort from it, though rudely turned his head away when the Clefairy began her questioning chatter again. He hadn't answered her last time, and he wasn't going to this time. Why he was so hostile to other pokémon was, as yet, just another of the mysteries. If you were looking for answers, then the act of your kindness would pay off. Once the Cyndaquil was wrapped - and he began to shiver slightly less because of it - you noticed something around his neck that had been otherwise hidden by the scarf. Its dislodgement and your gentle handling had brought this new object into view, and it was easily identified as a thin, white collar, from which hung a metal tag. Its surface was facing you, and the engraved message was nothing other than an address - and an address in Millenia, no less. The other side of the tag was blank, aside from a small, simple daisy which sat neatly in the bottom left corner. if found, please return to Blomst Hall, Pier Road, Millenia Town Edited by seekee, Jan 31 2011, 05:55 AM.
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| Roses are Red | Jan 30 2011, 09:48 PM Post #64 |
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Chaos snorted at Soren's chirp. Okay, so the scarf was not an ordinary one, so what? The Pidgey huffed and knocked his own head against the bull's. That turned out not to be a good idea as the bird reeled back and the bull grunted in a laugh. You did not try to attack a Tauros' head unless it was made of rock. The Phanpy was stoic about the entire situation, staring suspiciously at the little Fire-type. The small creature was attempting to burrow into the girl's arms, seeking comfort. When the scarf started to fall, he shrieked, startling Kayla. The girl jumped in surprise and Chaos moved in. Strangely enough, the Pikachu had come in first, placing a paw on the girl's leg and patting it. Clefairy had also jumped in at her start, supporting from the other side. Her head stayed pointed down although she seemed to calm faster than he had ever seen her before. He continued to ignore the Pokemon around him, turning his back to the others coldly. Clefairy chirped softly, trying to help but received nothing in response. He huddled closer to the girl, shivering just a bit less now. The rain was still falling around them but none of them would move until she did. Soren chirped lightly, finally getting his brain unscrambled from the failed headbutt. He pointed with his beak at the thin white loop around the Cyndaquil's neck. Chaos grunted and nudged her to get her attention. Kayla turned, looking up at him with sad, wide eyes. He made a circle with his nose and she cocked her head before looking down the at the small mouse. She tilted him slightly, enough for Chaos to catch a glint of silver. He snorted again and nudged his nose at the Pokemon. Kayla leaned down at his suggestion, finding the tag. She turned it around on his neck and he watched her eyes move from left to right as she read it. Her mouth moved, sounding out the words silently. Her hand retracted then and she held the Cyndaquil awkwardly. Her head remained downcast as the rain continued. Clefairy and Pikachu chirped up at her, big eyes staring up and waiting. Finally, Kayla's head lifted and she looked right at Chaos. "Millenia." He snorted, nodding. They had a purpose to head there now. Clefairy and Pikachu both squeaked and hopped back up on the bull's back. Phanpy snorted softly and took his place on her other side. The Cyndaquil did not seem pleased to be so close to the bull as she shifted him to grab onto the Tauros' mane. He began to lead her through the trees to the seaside town. He glanced up at the sky, hoping that it would stop raining for one and that they could make it there before dark without any problems with Doduos. |
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| seekee | Feb 5 2011, 06:47 PM Post #65 |
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ROUTE 5 → MILLENIA route → pier street The Cyndaquil snuggled into your chest as you rode back to Millenia, the rain unrelenting but mitigated by the trees that dotted your path. Despite it, I can say that you were to meet no Doduos or other such nuisances along the way, for most of them were avoiding the rain just as your group was wanting to do. Your single, simple request pressed Chaos on regardless, on back to Millenia and to solve the small mystery that surrounded this little fire mouse. Your day was still fairly young, having spent only a small time in silent tutoring, and the road not too long. The route was unsurprisingly familiar, especially to Chaos, and the signs to Millenia clear if unnecessary; this route would lead travellers nowhere else. With Chaos setting a good pace - perhaps deliberately, for the Phanpy looked to struggle ever so slightly at the Tauros' speed - you looked set to reach Millenia long before the shops would even close. With nothing more potent than the rain to prevent a smooth journey, it was quite soon before the countryside gave way to urban areas, and the sight of Millenia, grand and intimidating and busy, loomed before you, and then around you, as Chaos lumbered through the streets at your direction. Common as trainers were in the world, you were still a rather unusual sight, riding on the back of a Tauros alongside your entire team. Partway through the journey, and partly in celebration of the departing rainclouds, Soren had chosen to spread his wings and flapped effortlessly beside your entourage, acting as your eyes alongside Chaos. To compliment the lack of rain, the Cyndaquil seemed to have perked up somewhat, chattering quietly to himself or perhaps to you. His body temperature had improved significantly, and even through the scarf and jacket you could feel his warmth. The Clefairy had long since given up trying to communicate with him, since the mouse had made his opinion of your pokémon companions clear. It was, therefore, with nothing else known about the Cyndaquil that you finally turned onto a Pier Road. It was a broad, bright street, lined with cheery shops and buildings, though it was relatively clear of humans as compared to some of the more popular roads. Any fleeting glance at the names of these buildings would show that they followed no sensible numbered pattern, which could have made finding Blomst Hall a little tedious... had the place in question not been quite so grand and caught your eye so easily, its name proudly emblazoned over the elaborate, intimidating doorway. Black painted silhouettes of stereotypically 'beautiful' pokémon decorated its front. Its purpose was still rather unclear, though it is easily said that this building was not an empty one; the sounds of many enthusiastic voices from inside was complimented by the sight of much movement and human shapes from the large windows. The Cyndaquil did seem to recognise the building, though with a curious reaction; his muttering died down quite quickly upon realising where he was, and though he huddled closer into your chest he could not resist peering at the large doorway, as if drawn irresistibly to it. At this moment, the door opened and a young man stepped out, laughing merrily at something behind him. Waving farewell, he closed the doors and headed out onto the street, passing you. Your curious grouping was bound to draw his eye, though he did not comment more than with an arched brow. He did not see the Cyndaquil, for the mouse had retreated into the folds of scarf and jacket with a small squeal at the man's emergence, and only peeked his nose back out when the man had turned his back. This was the place engraved onto the fire-type's collar. There was no doubt; the small daisy image, scratch neatly into the tag, was replicated in paint across the front of Blomst Hall's door. Would you brave going in? Leave the mouse here, on the doorstep? Turn and walk away with Cyndaquil still in your arms? From the other side of the road, someone dressed in heavy clothing was watching you, and Soren noticed this. Whether the stranger had anything to do with Blomst Hall wasn't clear, though his gaze did not seem to be passing over you as quickly as it should. A glimpse of blue and white by his ankles betrayed the companion of a small Piplup, her large eyes on you just the like her master's. |
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| Roses are Red | Feb 5 2011, 10:13 PM Post #66 |
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The bull moved at a surprisingly quick pace for his full back. Pikachu and Clefairy, both having given up on trying to talk to the Cyndaquil, had taken to chattering amongst themselves again. Soren fluttered just above them, inputting his own commentary when he deemed necessary. Phanpy was trotting as fast as he could to keep up with the Tauros but not one complaint left his throat. Pikachu squeaked behind her to cheer the little elephant on. The cheers fell on silent ears as he ignored them, keeping up simply out of his drive to be better than Chaos. Soren trilled when the town was in his sights. Chaos, panting lightly, grunted in response. Out of their vision, Kayla was holding on tightly to the Cyndaquil, reading the tag over and over again. The words were on her lips although she remained silent. It seemed to intrigue the fire mouse but he was chattering somewhat to himself. Her face remained downcast and her eyes refused to meet the squinted ones of the Fire-type. The words seemed to mean something to her. What, it was unknown as she refused to say a word. Clefairy patted her arm as they neared the town and she glanced up quickly. Her head fell back down and she swayed slightly now. Back in the town, Chaos slowed to a walk. Phanpy seemed relieved even though he remained stoic. Clefairy and Pikachu squeaked and gazed in wonder at the buildings. It was the first time they had been in a town and were enjoying themselves immensely. Soren fluttered down and leaned in to see the writing. While he could not read the letters, he could try and identify the characters on the signs around. He took back off and flapped ahead, eyes scanning the signs around them. Cyndaquil seemed to be more active as he looked around the town. Several people were staring at them as the Tauros himself was a sight to see. He calmly lumbered down the streets, inhaling the fresh sea air. Immediately, the two girls on his back said something about heading to the beach later. He rolled his eyes, shaking his mane. As they drew nearer, he could hear the waves crash against the wood of a pier. He stepped carefully now as Pidgey cooed that he thought they had found the road it was on. Chaos grunted up, telling Kayla 'look up'. She did, blinking. Her eyes flitted in terror at the place although a quick hug to the Cyndaquil seemed to placate her. A quick glance was all it took as she stared at one of the buildings intensely. Soren chirped and flapped down to perch on Chaos' horn. He turned about, feet moving carefully to avoid stepping on the Phanpy. The hall itself was somewhat bold. Soren said it was the same design on the tag. It was strange, the huge flower. Kayla was gazing up at it with an odd expression. Her mouth began to move once again as she read the name. It took a few reads before the name clicked. She straightened up and then hunched back down when her eyes caught site of the crowd. Again, terror gripped her tightly as she stared at the windows. The shadows moving about became monsters, black and dangerous. Her breath came out hitched and she curled tighter around the little mouse. Chaos could feel her tightening around him and shifted. He grunted up at the mouse that if this was the place, he was on his own really. There was no way she would go in there and he was certain that they would not let his giant bulk through the door. Whether or not the Cyndaquil was going to answer him was lost in time as the door opened. The man that emerged was young and it scared her. She hunched over even more and the Cyndaquil dove back into the scarf. The reaction was odd, thought the bird. Not for her but for the mouse. His eyes flicked up and then focused on someone standing a bit back. He chirped softly, warning the Tauros. Chaos merely grunted, tails flicking in acknowledgement. Then surprise was on his face. Kayla slid neatly off his back, the Fire-type cradled in her arms. She hesitated briefly before one foot went in front of the other. Her footsteps were slow and uncertain but they fell. Clefairy and Pikachu both hopped off as well, following behind her at a small distance. She paused before the door, head down but staring at a spot next to the Cyndaquil's head. Pikachu stepped beside her, noticing the tremor in her hands. Chirping gently, the little yellow mouse took a hold of her pant leg and then knocked on the door for her. The noise was loud for everyone as they sat and waited for the door to open. |
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| seekee | Feb 16 2011, 04:37 PM Post #67 |
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MILLENIA pier street, outside blomst hall After Pikachu’s knocks, there was a moment of quiet. When the door opened, it opened slowly and only to a marginal degree, as if visitors were far from expected. The noise from inside didn’t die down at the disturbance - rather, it just grew a little louder as the obstacle of the doorway was removed, and the riotous laughter and voices from inside became all that much clearer and harder to ignore. The face which peered curiously at you from behind the sliver of open space was that of a rather tall, attractive woman, though her make-up and carefully managed hair seemed to be trying to hide an undeniably aging face. She blinked at you through her dark lashes, her gaze moving from you to the odd assortment of pokémon behind and around you, and, finally to the creature in your arms. The recognition was instantaneous. “Oh!” she gasped, pulling the door open properly so that she could see more clearly. “Oh, thank you!” she trilled, in a somewhat phoney ‘feminine’ voice, but seemed genuinely grateful. Before you could really do much about it, she had stooped down and lifted the Cyndaquil from your arms, awkwardly freeing it from your jacket and dropping that back into your hands with snooty indifference. She brought the mouse close to her face to briefly examine the tag just to conclude that all was as she thought it to be, and was satisfied with the result. Smiling vaguely down at you, she tucked the Cyndaquil-and-scarf bundle into the crook of one arm, and held up a slender finger for you to wait a moment. The Cyndaquil was completely silent now, and had buried his face sadly in the scarf. A brief rustle somewhere behind the door later, she held out her hand and deposited a few coins with you. “Since you saved us the need to put up posters again,” she explained, coming off as patronising in her attempt to be grateful, and then the door was closed in your face. Though that dulled the noises from inside, it didn't smother them completely. The woman could be heard quite clearly calling to somebody inside, "Minny, a nice girl has found Cyndy! Come take him off my hands please, dear. You didn't tell me he had gone missing again..." Her voice trailed off as she moved further away and back into the loud, generic hum of conversation. Though that seemed like a rather abrupt, dead-end resolution to your journey, it wasn’t destined to be over quite yet. For one, you had to consider the Cyndaquil's resigned expression that had been your last sight of him, and wonder if this solution was the best for all involved… and the small fire-type particularly. Whatever your instincts were, a small tug at your feet would inevitably distract you. Pikachu, who had been holding onto you anyway, pointed behind you as you glanced down. Following her gaze, you would see that the Piplup had waddled towards you, glancing up at you shyly as your companions bore down on her suspiciously. From across the street, the man she had been with lifted his head slightly as if to acknowledge your awareness of him. You’d already braved confronting strangers once; could you do it again? Even if you didn’t want to, the Piplup seemed prepared to talk to you or your pokémon, and not all your companions were as shy as you. OBTAINED $20 |
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| Roses are Red | Feb 17 2011, 10:43 PM Post #68 |
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Time had stopped in her head as she stood stock still. Her hands shook as she waited. A part of her was screaming to move, to back away and just leave the little mouse there. Pikachu had a very good grip on her pant leg. The small electric mouse dug in more when her foot slid back. She swallowed audibly, swaying as her vision wavered. Clefairy was on her other side then, holding onto her other side. With both there she had no choice but to stand still. Pikachu began talking very softly, her ears focused on the door. Chaos moved to step forward. Phanpy grunted in warning, glaring up at the bull. His comment was snide, calling the Tauros a simple crutch for her. Offended, he snorted in warning at the elephant when the door opened. He froze much like the girl did at that moment. His nostrils flared as the woman, very much decked out in the spoils of the rich, stared at the odd group gathered on her front porch. His eyes bore holes in the girl's back as she stood, frozen to the spot. Her swaying had stopped and it seemed almost like she was on the verge of hyperventilation. The Cyndaquil sparked off the conversation. It was incredibly one-sided as Kayla stayed silent and still. The woman's demeanor seemed off but she scooped up the little mouse like it was family. The Fire-type did not seem to like where he was, sadness etched into his features as he buried himself into the scarf. Soren chirped quietly, rolling his shoulders. Chaos snorted and agreed when the woman disappeared inside. It did feel like a very unhappy ending to this entire thing. Phanpy remained quiet, ears flapping to cool himself off. He was not enjoying the humidity here. The woman appeared once again, depositing some coins into Kayla's hands. She had not moved an inch, face downcasted. When the door shut once again, she began to shake visibly. Pikachu and Clefairy both began chirping softly, patting her legs. Chaos quickly lumbered up, nosing her back. She immediately turned around and hugged around his muzzle, face buried in his forehead. He hesitated before grunting soothingly. Both females began chattering again, each phrase running along the lines of how brave she had been. Soren chirped as well, shuffling down and brushing his cheek against her. Pikachu perked up then and tugged on her pants. The girl remained where she was, much to the dismay of the mouse. However, it had drawn the attention of the rest of the group as they all looked over (or attempted to with Chaos) at the Piplup waddling up. Clefairy immediately chirped happily and skipped over to the penguin. She instantly struck up a conversation with the Water-type even as Phanpy glared at it suspiciously. Chaos mumbled something to which Soren chirped that it was a Piplup, a little bird Water-type. He then grunted that there was also a man nearby watching them. The bull grunted in acknowledgement, rumbling softly more as the girl hugged tighter. This was going to take a bit, he knew. Her head lifted up just an inch. "Sad." It was barely a whisper and he was not sure who she meant. It did however let him see what was going on with Clefairy and the Piplup as they chattered. Pikachu chirped over to interrupt them, asking about the Cyndaquil. Soren looked up as well at that, ruffling his feathers against the sea air. |
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| seekee | Feb 26 2011, 01:15 PM Post #69 |
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MILLENIA pier street, outside blomst hall The Piplup was a little more at ease once she was somewhat well-received; she seemed to harbour a sensible caution over approaching such a large group, especially when said group included an intimidating Tauros. The small bird jumped slightly when Clefairy made a noise and leapt forwards, but recognising the normal-type's friendliness, she relaxed, and settled quite happily into quick conversation. By the time Pikachu interrupted them, Clefairy would already have some information for the group. It seemed slightly irrelevant to the matter at hand, but the Piplup spoke with determined, careful conviction, as if she had a long story to tell. It seemed that Blomst Hall hadn't always been so rowdy; in the last year, it had been bought by a rich family with three teenaged children, all of whom were pokémon trainers. The oldest and youngest had already left home together, travelling as trainers do. The middle child, a brattish girl of 14, owned pokémon but showed little affinity or love for it. The Piplup's voice had become a little strained as she spoke of the girl, though she did her best to battle any personal distractions to continue on. She had many pokémon, though, as far as the Piplup knew, none of them had managed to win her affections. The girl had a love for frivolous, pretty things, and harboured a great disdain for anything which did not stand up to her standards. It was at this point that Pikachu had disrupted the flow of history about this family, and the Piplup lowered her head, now forced to get to the point about the Cyndaquil. She hesitated, rubbing her neck awkwardly. Eventually, she was pressed to continue, and did so, slowly beginning to explain that this was not the first time the Cyndaquil had had to be returned to this place - far from it. The fire-type was one of five pokémon that the girl owned, though he was not the newest addition. The Piplup was a little hazy on the solid facts surrounding this, though did her best to explain what she knew. A Torchic, Chikorita, Squirtle and Mudkip made up the remaining four, but none of them had ever gone 'missing'... as far as she knew. She seemed to be holding back, though was hesitant to unload so much on strangers like this. In some way, though, it was as if she was getting something off her chest, and she looked visibly relieved at having so much out in the open. She had mumbled something about a 'full party', but neither Clefairy or Pikachu caught it. Glancing about, the Piplup grew a little nervous, not quite comfortable standing out here any longer, talking about the people whose house was right there. The bird gestured to the heavily-dressed man, telling Clefairy and Pikachu that if they wanted to know more, they should meet her and her trainer at a small café around the corner by the name of Chatterbox. Almost in a panic, her large eyes glancing nervously up to those large daisy-decorated doors, she scurried back to her trainer, who dipped his hat in acknowledgement of your group, and they both disappeared down the adjoining street. From inside Blomst Hall, more raised voices threatened to overpower the hum of conversation and become clear. You could try and eavesdrop, find out more your own way, or follow the Piplup for more information. |
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