[color=8882be]"Wow, Kee Berries? Pokedex says these guys are pretty rare. Well, don't mind if I do..."[/color] And Indigo plucked the remaining berries off the bush, stashing them safely away in his pack. [color=8882be]"Looking for stuff is kinda fun."[/color] It was low effort and required, really, little to no skill on his part. And after today, he was feeling quite accomplished and competent, having found a pearl and some rare berries. [i][color=8882be]Maybe there's hope for lazy people like me... Ha. Maybe I could do this on the side for some extra cash. I sure owe Ma and Dad a lot of money after all those trips on Cinnabar... Maybe I can just like, open up a business for getting pokemon to find stuff... [/color][/i] Still though, he was only 16! There were people who were, like, [i]25[/i] that actually knew what they were doing. How was he supposed to compete with them? [color=8882be]"Hmm.... Maybe I shouldn't try after all."[/color] 

Truth be told though, Indigo was great at finding excuses not to try anything, ever. 

He heard the sound of xylophones again, although this time it was combined with a strange, haunting, violin sound. It was inexpressibly exquisite. [color=8882be][i]Music... Again? But I thought the Kricketot only did the xylophone sounds.[/i][/color] Hawka and Hero seemed entranced as well. Indigo stooped down to Hero's eye level.

[color=8882be]"Do you know what sound that is?"[/color] He asked, and Hero nodded, jumping excitedly in front of Indigo, pointing with his coiled antennae. Hawka chirped excitedly. [color=8882be]"Okay... Lead the way,"[/color] Indigo said. 

They followed the sound of the music, the melodic pattern changing, as if someone or something was improvising as they were playing. They were impressive, whoever they were. And finally, Indigo, Hawka, and Hero, came to a stop behind a dense thicket of bushes that just revealed a clearing beyond. 

Filled with soft grass, wild flowers, and tree stumps surrounding a single, mossy rock, the clearing may have looked like some sort of forest nook. Seated on the stumps were Kricketot, but standing proudly in the center on the rock was a pokemon Indigo hadn't seen before. He opened his pokedex to read the entry.

[color=0054a6][i]Kricketune, the Cricket Pokemon. It crosses its knifelike arms in front of its chest when it cries, signaling its emotions with its melodies. By allowing its cry to resonate in the hollow of its belly, it produces a captivating sound. It can compose complex music patterns ad lib. Scientists are studying these melodic patterns. There are even villages that host contests based on the amazingly variable cries of this Pokémon. [/i][/color]

It wasn't just the sound though; much to Indy's astonishment, the sound itself appeared to be manifesting as physical, multicolored, music notes. Coming out in spiral, the music notes were every shade of color possible, they glittered in the afternoon light of the sun, glowing mysteriously. It was a beautiful sight, and the pokedex called it the Sing attack. 

Indy thought back to when the Tepig had used Tail Whip the other day. That had been unexpectedly cool to see, too. Had... Had pokemon moves always looked so [i]artistic[/i]? Maybe there was more to pokemon attacks than just battling? Indigo sat back, staring in awe, spellbound by the performance. 

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Hawka the Torchic F- lvl 9
Hero the Burmy M -lvl 7


Items: small pearl ×1 Kee Berry ×3 pokeball ×4

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