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[totembird]

Who: Natu, Bob Heather Arceus Goku the Stampede
What: Tennis ball vs. Diety. HEAVEN OR HELL, LET'S ROCK -- ok no they just argue some.
Where: The remains of the battlefield.
When: After Ganondorf's failed attack. A little before 11 PM Saturday night, actually.

The damage had been done and now all was quiet. Nothing stirred -- not the monster-parts

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[rockinthrutime]

Arceus was already there, slowly tending to some of the plants. She's been up ever since the battle, and felt extremely tired. It still wasn't enough, but it left her disoriented and easy to rile up. The tinier frame made it so much harder to control her powers, she was finding.

First the tree had grown to over nine feet tall against her wishes before she realized it wasn't a tree at all, but a dandelion plant and promptly shrank it back to a normal size. Arceus let out a sigh and continued, as the plants around her sprung back to life, occasionally a fish falling from the sky when she let her mind wander. Judging from failing carps around her, it had been getting worse and worse.

She tuned out Natu's song for the moment, too preoccupied with her task.

[totembird]

Natu did not enjoy being ignored. He was a star -- he'd been all but bathed in luxury and attention. He simply would not tolerate being overlooked when he had something he wanted to say. Not even by a god. Several quick hops carried him closer to the other Pokemon. If circumstances had been different, it might have been quite a moving scene. The creator-Pokemon trying to heal the land; the small, innocent creature approaching a motherly being without a hint of fear; the carefully-nurtured plants reclaiming the scarred ground.

The fish splattered all over the place.

Natu gathered his focus, hitting Arceus with a blunt burst of thought. It was nothing intended to be painful; outright attacking a legendary in this body would be insane. It was simply... the telepathic equivalent of blowing a whistle in somebody's ear. That would be much harder to ignore than his little chirp-chirp.

[rockinthrutime]

The sound made the Pokemon's hair stand upright and she quickly stood up only to nearly fall over. Arceus hadn't expected anyone out at this hour of the night except for the usual crowd, certainly not Natu, who had seemed to be out of her blood this week.

That was alright, she'd had this conversation many times in her life.

But here, after loosing Olaf just a few weeks ago and still coming to terms with it...frustrated as to why she was here now at all and in a much younger body, Arceus didn't need foresight to know there would be a disaster soon. Bob was reaching her boiling point. All it would take were some very carefully placed words. The right brick to remove for her castle to fall down.

It didn't help either when a hammerhead shark fell on top of the flowers she had been carefully regrowing for the past hour. Letting out a small moan, Bob just wanted to cry and be done with it forever.

[totembird]

Natu did his best to ignore the shark. If there was one thing he was known for, it was his composure. Even if maintaining a poker face was much more difficult as a Natu, he didn't intend to let himself appear jumpy. He fixed Arceus with a flat, unmoving gaze and spoke, his voice sharp and steady despite the wavering volume of his telepathy.

You could have stopped it.

[rockinthrutime]

I can't stop events from happening. she sighed, this argument as old as time itself. My duty is creation. I did what I could, but it would have been even more dangerous for me to have been out there with my out of control powers and Ganondorf's own. I did not want the end of the world on my shoulders.

With that said, she turned around and resumed working on the flowers.