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[secretpotion]

Characters: Cynthia and You!
Location: Clear area in the forest.
Time: Midday/evening
Style: Action
Status: Open!

[There's quite a ruckus going on in the forest. Crashes, roars, and... a sandstorm? It's not a massive one, but it's engulfing a 20 foot radius with blowing debris.

And what's the source of this mayhem? Why, it's a pokemaaaaaoooh

Comments

I probably shouldn't buuuuuut

[prominence_glow]

[Everyone has told Lea he needs to rest. If he was honest to himself, he'd admit he needs it. Everyone else is keeping a look-out for Stein, after all.

But... Even sick, and tired, he still can't keep still. It's just how he is, and partnered with the anxiety, that isn't a good thing. But he's at least trying to do something relaxing. And who knows! There's a small, futile hope in his heart that Stein will have just gone back to sleep in trees again, for whatever reason.

So here he is, riding on Radi through the forest, Alex the red chick on his lap (although he's quickly growing into more than a chick), and Myde hiding in his scarf like usual. When he sees the sandstorm... Well, he never did know when to keep his nose to himself.]

Holy crap.

[Radi, on the other hand, just narrows his eyes, and lowers his yellow head as if sizing up the shark-like thing.]

pff

[secretpotion]

Ah, I'm sorry. Was I disturbing you?

[She pats Garchomp, who sits down and huffs sleepily.]

[prominence_glow]

Not really, I mean- [Oh, dammit, another coughing fit. Lea tries to recover quickly.]

What is that thing?

[secretpotion]

Ah, this is Garchomp. She's a pokemon.

...Are you alright? The sandstorm didn't get in your lungs, did it?

[envoyeuristic]

[There is a swirling green light caught in the sandstorm.

Help would be appreciated.]

[secretpotion]

[She'll catch you as you swirl by.]

[envoyeuristic]

[Perhaps with something warm and soft, a bit below the chin? Eh, he can dream.

Here he comes!]

[secretpotion]

[Nope! Her reaction time is pretty good - she'll catch you right in hand, and shield you until the sandstorm dies down with both hands.]

[treasurehunted]

Whoa.

[Can't expect him to just sit around when there's apparently a monster in the forest- and also some very lovely lady who definitely is not worth overlooking - but he's way more focused on her companion for now.

It seems to take orders, so he won't quite attack it just yet, but a spear (with an anchor of all things to act as the point) is notably slung across his shoulders. If he could pick a fight without making a bad impression, you can bet that he would. It seems that he wasn't deterred by the sandstorm in the slightest.

He grins right up at the Pokemon.]

Nice show, big guy. [And a nod to the lady-] And I ain't the best judge, but I gotta say you did a nice job of training him.

[secretpotion]

Hahah, thank you. She's called Garchomp.

[treasurehunted]

[A puzzled look before he laughs.]

She? Ah, my bad. Gal, then.

[Then, like it just noticed the sandstorm passed, a parrot lands on his shoulder.]

She ain't nothin' like I ever seen before. Real impressive.

[secretpotion]

Thank you! She's what's called a Pokemon. They're the commonplace animal in my world.

[singularjustice]

[ How can N not be attracted to this scene? Archeops told him about it, and now he lets the Pokemon lead him there. He stops, definitely keeping out of the sandstorm, to watch the Garchomp struggle with the move. He begins to frown to himself. ]

[secretpotion]

[Cynthia starts fiddling through her bag for something, shushing Garchomp as the pokemon groaned about wanting to keep going.]

Take it easy, we have all the time in the world. You're so restless...

[singularjustice]

You tire easier here than you do back home; we all do. There are no Pokemon centers here, either. Be careful and do not stress yourself too much.

[ Once again, N starts the conversation with Garchomp, not the trainer. ]

[secretpotion]

[Cynthia's just fine with that. Garchomp grumpily argues that it wants to get as strong as it once was back home, so that it can protect Cynthia.]

[aphorise]

[Masamune emerges from a thicket of trees before them, grinning. He happened to be close enough to feel the blowing debris and has come to investigate -- he arrived in time to observe Stone Edge from not too far away.

He whistles.]

That was quite the show.

[secretpotion]

Why thank you. Garchomp here is unfortunately not at the top of her game. We're trying to accommodate the handicap here.

[aphorise]

It's the same with anyone else here.

[He glances at Garchomp.]

Looks like she's doing okay, though.

[secretpotion]

Unfortunately so.

Hah. Well, believe it or not, back home she is quite a bit stronger. She's been training with me her whole life.