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<Snipped quote by Floofenstein>
And of course, just like theit trainer, lil' Lonitt's gonna bounce
on everything!

...

... I can see Camphor's face... And it is glorious... xD


Lonitt is absolutely inheriting the worst bit of their trainer's traits! And the best. They shall enable eachother :D
Melissa is going to poke everything. Carefully so as not to break it, of course, but y'know.

Poke it all.
So here she was! The ship! The uh, SS Calliope! And it was almost there, to the city. There was noise thataway that sounded like a Pokemon battle, but for Melissa, that was only of mild interested. Interesting, yes, and neat, and something she might need to care about, but she had more important things to do. Like explore. The ship was big. Like, big-big. She'd spent the whole ride since she got on at Lilyport (Which she'd almost gotten lost from 'cause uh, woops, first time out of Sootopolis, there had been so many things to look at, she was really thankful for the trainer who'd taken her there reminding her of her cruise!) exploring it. Exploring it, all of it, high and low! The only things she'd really stayed away from was the edge. Not that she feared the water, of course, but she did fear being left behind. No, she explored everywhere else. Up, down--yes, down! She was really surprised she was allowed down in the depths where it stopped being cruise ship and started being like, ship machinery stuff-things. Or nobody found her and she'd made it past that one door nice and easy, could be that, too.

It was practice, she'd decided she'd tell anyone, for her new job: Exploring! Training Pokemon! Capturing them! Cataloguing, too! All that sciency stuff. Which sounded fun, if not exactly up her alley, all things considered. Well exploring and capturing, sure, but fighting and thinking not so much. Not like she was bright (if you asked her, anyway), buuuuut it'd be fun, so here she was! All expenses paid, so she was really glad she hadn't done something dumb to get her in trouble. Or nobody cared. And she hadn't even gotten hurt! Not that she would have been in trouble, she had all her stuff with her, which included bandages and stuff. And snacks, can't forget snacks. Especially since she was presently eating a granola bar as she sat, leg swinging, on a roofy-uppy-bit of the boat.

"Zuuuu...." oh, and right, Lonitt! Her cute li'l Azurill, who she'd gotten! Who was her new friend. Who was adorable! And good. And probably wanted food? Turning to look at the small blue creature instead of the city ahead of them, she blinked. And blinked. and reached into her bag and pulled out a biscuit. Well, cracker-thingy, for Pokemon or people, hopefully, and offered it to the small creature, who took a nibble! And seemed happy, Excellent. She grinned, letting her new friend (And yes it had been a few weeks, or something, but still! New!) eat it all, then

"Weh!"

"ZUUUU!...."

Both of them shouted, Melissa's arms waving, but! Pitch back, lay flat on the roof. That. That cone thing nearby her? That's a speaker. Good to know. Holy frig. Ow. That was...As startling as the time she was up near the lip of the crater and a Skarmory went shooting over it. Wowza. Okay. Blink, blink, sit up! Turn, inspect."You okay?" she asked, leaning in to the teeny-tiny normal-fairy, who seemed...Mostly fine, startled but unharmed? She reached out and patted her (or his) head, and got an upset-sounding
"Azz..." in return, hm. Well! As good as could be expected.

...Wait, that loudness had been words, words which meant--oh! They were almost there! Aaaaand she had to meet the captain to get to the lab! Where her Pokedex lay! And also some lady who put down one rule she was determined not to break (and definitely hadn't already and as long as nobody looked in the room with the bucket that was actually a lot less sturdy than it looked would remain that way): Don't break anything.

So she scooped Lonitt up, got her bag over her shoulder, and began to make her way down. Slopey-bits were easy enough, shoes had traction, climby-doodles with the grabbable-thingies were easy, Lonitt had taken to perch around her shoulders and neck as she did things and it was great, she was really coming to appreciate that presence, annnnnd...there. On solid ground. Well deck. That kinda went woob-woob with the water but whatever, it was flat. Annnnd...Stand on her toes, a hand shielding her eyes from the sun, checked...yup, there. Lean forward....More slopey bits, buuuuuut that jump looked...

....oh she was already clambering over the thingy and making her way down the direct route. Lonitt didn't even protest, no, that was a cheerful sort of "Azu!" she/he cried as she descended in a totally safe and controlled manner, including several jumps taller than she was, and down and thud and perfect landing! Even moving like it did with the ocean (She'd gotten used to it already, of course) it was a lot smoother and waaaaaaaaay more space than what she was used to climbing. She very much did not pay attention to anyone being surprised by her and instead trotted over to the captain. Who she didn't need to have seen earlier to know he was the captain, because, seriously, he just plain...radiated sea-veteran captainlyness. Like, looking at him, on the street? Even without his outfit? Sea captain. You just knew. So she made her way over to him juuust in time to hear, uh.

Wow, what kind of accent was that? How did 'professor' become 'prunefessor'?...wait that might be an insult? Okay fair, but the rest of it was pretty bonkers, okay! That was an accent alright, neat! Well whatever, they'd probably be friends. That beanpole tho looked surly, buuuut maybe he was nice, too?

"I'm here to meet the professor, too!" She chirped, standing, well, more swaying from side to side on her toes, to some beat even she couldn't hear, bouncing up every so often then settling back to her swaying, beside the blondie, and only 'taller' than her by virtue of Lonitt now perched on top of her head, the two of them staring up at the old guy...then, she shrugged and looked to the blonde's face. Better than hurting her neck, really!

"I'm Melissa! Nice to meet you, coworker!" She chirped with a grin. Wow, chesty, mhmm. Then she blinked. Wait, did people call people like that? Coworker? Or maybe she should wait until they got to the place for introductions? Hm. Eh, that'd be a lot more people, probably, so this was good! Yup yup.
"Zuu!" came from above her, and she nodded. "Right, and this is Lonitt! He, or she, is just the coolest ever!" She added, reaching up to pat the li'l guy, or gal, on the noggin, then on the tail which was on her shoulder, giving a tug at the little tail-bracelet-thing she'd made out of some old twine and fabric for her/him. So cool.
Well obviously. "The bombs are located. If you need them disposed of, I can return them to HQ." It was easy enough to remember the place she had just teleported from, after all, so she could just send them back, but that might be bad if they were remote detonated or...whatever. "Or wherever else you want them." she added.

Also that one...Voice pattern...ah, that one. Shock. A quick search from her AI turned up a military hero, who...Lost her partner. Killed in action, and Aria briefly worried it'd been her fault. But that'd be ridiculous, she seldom clashed with actual military forces, before taking her freedom.

So she repeated what she'd already relayed: Moving vines, explosives, goons, and such.

...She also kept an offer of teleportation to herself. Moving more than herself was hard and wasn't something she wanted to try with squishy flexible things like people. A person's parts were never quite as attached to eachother as one would like, and she'd only managed to move one other person at a time before, at least while caring about what actually happened to them.

...Did they all just want to stand on the roof with their heads in plain view? Was this not a stealth mission? Did she have to see if the cloaking field was worth it? Urgh.

...was Shock able to actually power systems? That could be useful, hrm.
and Azuril is amazing so :D

...Melissa'd think a ponyta is a neat and tough looking pokemon, yup
tiny dragons!

oh man i didn't even consider typing, or I woulda picked something else...Welp, too late now :V don' matter anyway

oh, a discord thingy, hm...
That's amazing and I love it XD
Vines, vines, vines, a license plate, searched, from there, information just taken, la-de-da, hm. Aria only paid a little bit of attention, she was not smart enough for all this, but the AI in her head was. It just relayed her information, and there's the....person. Aria looked up from her spot, curled and surprisingly small, against the wall. "She has a lot of armed goons, they're making bombs, not professional ones but...Explosives are explosives. And the place seems to be covered in vines, that move, so I imagine they're part of the security force, too." she relayed, but didn't actually get up yet. She'd stay nice and hidden, thank you, her AI had already plotted a good spot to teleport to to begin their attack.

For once, she rather wished she still had fuel for her incendiary weapons. Burning these vines would probably make everything easier, but, well, she could just fight them off, and everyone else...If they couldn't handle this, that was their problem, plainly.
slightly distracted from, will do in morning



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