@Pirouette@Project Thanks! ... But lookie here. Seems like I'll have computer + internet come evening. Maybe it won't feel like I'm totally gone, after all. I might not focus too much on posting, per say, but I'll peek in. Haha.
@Project That was fast, again. Won't be responding as quickly, this time. Haha. Alright, you're playing it like that. Gotcha. That'll most certainly do. Nicely posted. Now I'll need to consider something.
So. I really got to vanish within the half-hour now, but I checked if I could get quick post in because I respond well to enthusiasm.
@Project Yepp. You've got something here. And... yeah. I have an explanation for that, which I just happened to include in the rest she said. ... XD
@Joshua Tamashii And you get to react. The last part of that post doesn't need to happen, it's what happens if Amelia does nothing. She's free to try to, well, do anything. Haha.
Erza went into the room, which he could quickly tell was a faculty office, where he ended up on the other side of a slightly confused woman, who looked up from her paperwork to look at him. An adult woman in a white shirt and tie, a black day-wear underneath and her long orange hair tied back into a somewhat wild pony-tail. On top of her head she appeared to be wearing goggles, for whatever reason.
‘Hm?’ She made a surprised noise when Erza first came in, and then listened to his description. The surprise quickly waned and she got a slight smile as she put together what had happened. ‘Oh, right…’ She stood up with the smile in place, and made her way around the desk up to Erza, examining the items.
‘Suppose I can take these off your hands.’ She took the Pretty Flowers. She smiled a bit at them as she did.
‘Guess this one’s actually kinda cute…’ She took the Poké Doll.
‘I don’t think either of us have use of this one, but at the very least you don’t need to carry it around…’ She’d take the Strange Souvenir unless Erza made an objection.
‘And suppose I could use one of these right now.’ She took the Lumiose Galette. That particular one for greedy reasons.
Her eyes scanned the other items, and her eyes stopped on the shiny little feather. She absent-mindedly reached and picked up the Lunar Wing, inspecting it on a closer range for several seconds, a little absorbed by it… before placing it back among the items.
‘Yeah, you can have the rest.’ She nodded to him.
Then he could check the contents of that Pokéball. He opened it, and with a flash a Pokémon emerged, grey in color and floating in the air, looking at him.
Pokédex Entry #355 – Duskull, the Requiem Pokémon. Duskull has the ability to pass through walls and make itself invisible. It loves the sound of crying children, and will startle them to make them cry. It typically haunts a victim until daylight comes, as it is nocturnal. It’s single eye can cause unnatural fear in whom it's looking at.
Aaaaaaaaaaand guess he’s keeping it.
Erza obtained Duskull!
Gender: ♀ Type: Ghost Personality: (Up to player.) Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 5 Moves: Leer, Night Shade, Pain Split Ability: Levitate. Pokémon is able to avoid ground-based attacks. Held Item: None.
New Pokémon registered! Erza earned 750P!
Would you like to give a nickname to Duskull?
While this Pokémon is now yours to control, keep in mind when playing her. She has been raised (for the short time she's been alive (or alive as a ghost, anyway, however you prefer)) in very sheltered conditions basically only to be a battler. Keep that in mind when controlling her, but otherwise, feel free to go crazy personality wise.
‘Sorry if Johannes startled you. He’s been a bit… down there ever since he came back from the Team Wars.’ The woman said with a little smile. ‘He’s an amazing trainer, a brilliant teacher as well as breeder and he was a terror to all of Amethyst back when he was a Team Virtue Admin, but… I really hope he overcomes whatever’s on his mind.’ She nodded and then went back and got seated again.
‘… But with these disappearances of his, he’s not still dealing with them, is he? He said he was done with them. Ooough…’ She sighed and muttered for herself. Then she blinked a little in realization, before looking up at Erza again. ‘Ah, nothing you need to worry about. You’re a trainer on your Pokémon journey, right? Continued good luck on your adventure! Say if there’s anything you need help with!’
She then went back to paperwork. By the looks of things, she was part of the faculty here at the school, so if he had questions she probably could answer them. Otherwise, he could move on.
1. Find Pokémon. There’s a small park of grass in here. What kind of Pokémon might be in it? 2. Talk. Plenty of students and teachers. This is a wellspring of knowledge, someone must know something. 3. Challenge. Work your way up the leaderboard! Specify the level of opponent. 4. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 5. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 6. Study. You want to know something? Feel free to learn about it here! 6.1. Pokémon Habitats. Learn where you might find a specific kind of Pokémon! 6.2. Isson Geography. Learn more about the different places in Isson! 6.3. Names to Remember. Learn about Gym Leaders, Elite Four, or the like! 6.4. Local Legends. Learn about different tales from around Isson! 6.5. Pokémon Breeding. That’s also a subject. 6.6. Battling Basics. You likely know them already. 6.7. Specify. Tell what you want to learn and we’ll see if we have a course! 7. Faculty. Well. You can keep talking to this woman or look for Johannes, if you felt like it.
Connected areas: Pureplain City. All around, of course.
Vanillite shot out numerous icicle spears, flying through the air… and Amelia grabbed the Drifloon and jumped out of the way. Both the guy and the Vanillite looked considerably confused. Then, Amelia went immediately on the counter-attack, with Litwick coming out and unleashing a fiery ember at Vanillite, who was too stunned to dodge.
‘VanIII…!’ The ice-cone flinched back from the hot impact, rolling a bit on the ground and looked part-melted, and the trainer was blinking in surprise. It should be noted the ember was weakened by the rain, but it seemed to do considerable damage anyway. It’s super effective!
‘Whatthe- I’m trying to save you! That Drifloon… they take away little kids! You’re a kid! Haven’t your parents ever threatened that a Drifloon would come and-’ He looked utterly disbelieving as he returned the damaged Vanillite to its Pokéball.
‘No matter, I’m ready to defeat you to save you, if that’s what it takes!’ He took out another Pokéball. ‘Bonsly, go!’ He threw down another Pokéball, and after a flash…!
‘Bonsly!’ A small tree-seed-like Pokémon with two legs and no arms looked up.
Pokédex Entry #438 – Bonsly, the Bonsai Pokémon. It prefers arid environments. If it gets excess water, it leaks out the water through its eyes, making it look like it’s constantly crying, which also serves to make enemies less willing to attack it. It is a fairly good mimic and are often mistaken for real bonsai trees. Somehow.
… And with that in mind, in this rain, Bonsly basically immediately used Fake Tears no matter if it wanted to or not, the water from above just pouring through its system and then out from under its eyes while it stared forward at Amelia, Litwick and the Drifloon.
‘Bonsly! Use Rock Throw on the Litwick!’ … Is what the trainer is going to command if he isn’t interrupted. However, if Amelia wishes to, she may have acted before him in some manner which would make him have to reconsider. Maybe. Up to her.
@Project Okay, now that I'm actually reading this a bit more clearly. At the end there, is he only feeling like opening it or is he actually opening it? My immediate instincts imply the former, but I feel I should ask, just in case.
@Eklispe Ah, but, well. Um. The way I was imagining was that, she uses two to start with, and you use one each. Otherwise, I suppose I could have her take out all four of her Pokémon and have it be a big brawl, but that's not entirely Pokémon rules. XD
Unless you're, like, going for that the first two Pokémon in play are all Martin's, which could work, I suppose, but that wasn't the idea, I strongly believe. Haha.
@Pikmin Eye Still. I like your pre-battle speak. Haha. Nicely posted in roleplay regard.
@Joshua Tamashii Gosh. That turned dramatic. Alright. Nicely posted.
@Pikmin Eye Ah, wait. Uh. I think I wrote something bad somewhere to make you misunderstand. The idea was that each of you use one Pokémon with one in reserve, while she uses two with two in reserve. Does that make sense? Um. My apologies for that.
@Joshua Tamashii Awww. I must make amends to make Loli like me again. ... ... ... Later. XD
@Pirouette Oy! I am not rolling for EVERYTHING! Just general luck. I have considered why this man had all these things, and I believe it makes sense in my mind! I don't ever really roll for WHAT appears. Just... a little something to inspire me. The contents of the Pokéball and that egg is certainly not random! Haha.
@Project And... gosh, you posted fast. Nicely posted. Unfortunately, I am falling asleep and can't have her answer you that fast. Sorry. PlatinumSkink, collapsing! --- *capoof*
@Joshua Tamashii *snicker* I figured Loli wouldn't be. Hence the apology. Hahahaha.
@Pirouette I have something in mind for every place I list. Yepp, Trainer School as well. I'm not always sure if the ideas are good, but they exist. Hahaha.
But yupp. Focus on your Safari encounter for now, then. I think the others might think similarly about where you are right now. Hahaha. XD
@Project *snicker* Yupp. I would have been surprised if you had expected that.
So, will he let the Pokémon out? If so, I suppose I could edit in the description of the Pokémon. But it will be under my control until he officially decides to keep it, if he decides to do so. Hah.
Edit: ... Or, that depends on how quickly he takes it out. Does he do so immediately? If the answer is anything else than "yes", you're gonna have to be dying for a bit longer. Hahaha.
@Project ... I'll have you know. I roll a die to figure out how "lucky" a random event is. It's a virtual die with many, many sides. ... I had to pause for a moment after rolling that one. Hahahaha.
@Joshua Tamashii And sometimes I roll it just because, too. ... Sorry about this. Haha.
@TheIrishJJ And you're back home. Feel free to visit your family or whatever you wish to do. You're in control here, mostly. It's beyond here that I'll start manipulating everything, I suppose. Haha.
... Haha. I've been limiting myself from actually including music. Would be too much effort normally. But, on the other hand, I can fall for temptation, too, when it is absolutely obvious what music I want. I don't actually know if the music actually enhanced anything, but I felt like I wanted to. Hahahaha.
@Pirouette Lesley's not ACTUALLY trying to scare you. It's just her sense of humor. Haha.
‘Thank you for waiting. We’ve restored your Pokémon to full health.’
She says as she hands the Pokéballs back. She then bows to her customer and gives a friendly smile.
‘We hope to see you again!’
… And then he was on the way to the Trainer’s School. It wasn’t far. Actually, it probably was pretty intentionally fairly close to the Pokémon Center.
It’s a school. Kids around Pureplain City flock here eventually to learn the basics of Pokémon battling, or there are trainers that come here only to attend the odd lesson before they embark on their big journey. There’s a patch of grass on the side where wild Pokémon can be found, and every week the teachers are known to have found a new specie to release into it in order to keep the students interested. And, of course, there’s plenty of Pokémon battling among the students as they do their best to learn. In fact…
As Erza steps in, one of many young trainers on the site albeit he’s probably among the older, there’s a list of students in a ranking-list on a wall. A huge list of the 50 top students, ranked in Pokémon battling ability, and there’s a thing that anyone can challenge to get onto the list temporarily. Leaving for too long obviously means falling off the list, but those who rank high gain some benefits and bragging rights.
But even above the #1… The school apparently had their own Elite Four and Champion, that one could assumingly could challenge.
Pureplain City Trainer School Elite Four: Georgia - The Brawler Loke - The Knight Daisy - The Siren Jonathan - The Magician
Champion: Maple - The Scorcher (currently on Pokémon trip, title will be up for grabs on <time suitable for the roleplay>)
Well. That was something. Now he could go around talking to the students.
‘If facing an opponent stronger than yourself, try inflicting status-problems from a distance and see how it goes!’ ‘The world isn’t flat. Always look around for things you can take advantage of in the wild. Don’t be afraid to go off the path. You never know what you might find!’ ‘Escape Rope, check! Potions, check! Repels, check! … Walking into dangerous areas unprepared is a bad idea, so stock up!’ ‘Hm, they say a great beast of fire used to run across the plains that once stood here. But now, Pureplain City takes up pretty much all of the plain. Wonder what happened to the beast?’ ‘Daisy is soooooooo pretty! She’s our own little star! She’s surely going to be a real Elite Four one day, or perhaps the Isson Champion! I’m sure of it!’ ‘Maple was so strong… She just appeared, melted everything and then went her own way. Where did she even find all those Fire-types? I know there are Growlithes on Route 1, but yikes!’ ‘I-I-I… I thought Penelope was just an idol… G-guess she’s also a trainer, she floored us… Hahaha… Guess she’s staying to try to become our Champion for a while… Maybe I can get her autograph…?’ ‘Evolutionary stones? Oh, yeah! You want to Raremine Town, and the Desert Mines! They get all kinds of stones from in there! It’s way east of here. Look it up! Otherwise, look near the right element. Thunder Stones just seem to show up around power plants, Leaf Stones in forests, Fire Stones in volcanoes, and so on!’
Yeah, just random talk that may or may not be interesting.
So, Erza was walking along in a school corridor on the second floor for whatever reason, when… Wild ghost Pokémon, here? In bright daylight? Inside a school!?
Pokédex Entry #353 – Shuppet, the Puppet Pokémon. It senses the emotions of others, and feeds on dark emotions like jealousy, malice, anger and sadness through its horn. They’re very active at night, and search cities for the houses of vengeful people. They like to gather under eaves.
Numerous Shuppets were drifting outside a slightly open door, peeking in and floating about. Erza might have been confused, but he could suddenly hear what was being said inside.
‘… I apologize for my extended absence, but I-’ Said a low-tone man with a depressed-sounding voice.
‘I heard your excuse the first time! Regardless. You must understand. It is very troublesome for us to have one of our teachers suddenly vanish into nothingness. You must understand you can’t continue doing this.’ Replying to him was a much more upbeat female voice, though it was clearly in distress and lecturing him right now.
‘… I am aware I may have caused harm. That’s why, I’ve collected this small amount of gifts to-’ He didn’t sound particularly sorry. Actually, he didn’t sound like he felt anything.
‘I don’t need your gifts! I just, aah… I just need you to be there when we need you. Don’t vanish. Okay?’ She sounded like she was begging him on the end there.
‘… Okay…’ So he said, before turning and walking for the door.
And then this man came through the door, the Shuppets all hiding behind said door to avoid being seen by him. He was wearing a black outfit of a class that didn’t feel it really belonged in this age, his lightly brown skin and bleach-colored hair not entirely fitting together. He stood straight with a grace and class that looked like it had been pounded into his body, yet his eyes told of wear and tear, exhaustion, and if the Shuppets stalking him was anything to tell by, a whole lot more as well.
In his hands on a cloth were some flowers along with a number of items that looked really rare, special, a Pikachu doll, some kind of statue, and was that a Pokémon Egg? The cloth itself also seemed to radiate energy! He turned to look at Erza, because he just happened to be there.
He stared at him with tired eyes, carrying all this stuff…
‘You. Take these. I don’t need them.’
… Aaaand he just suddenly handed over all he was carrying to Erza.
… And there’s a Pokémon in that Pokéball, he just won’t know which unless he opens it.
The man then turned and walked slowly down through the corridor with empty hands, as soon as he had come any distance at all the Shuppets started moving to pursue him, hiding in various obvious locations obviously desiring to be in his vicinity, drifting through the hallway. Okay, that happened. What would Erza do now?
1. Find Pokémon. There’s a small park of grass in here. What kind of Pokémon might be in it? 2. Talk. Plenty of students and teachers. This is a wellspring of knowledge, someone must know something. 3. Challenge. Work your way up the leaderboard! Specify the level of opponent. 4. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 5. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 6. Study. You want to know something? Feel free to learn about it here! 6.1. Pokémon Habitats. Learn where you might find a specific kind of Pokémon! 6.2. Isson Geography. Learn more about the different places in Isson! 6.3. Names to Remember. Learn about Gym Leaders, Elite Four, or the like! 6.4. Local Legends. Learn about different tales from around Isson! 6.5. Pokémon Breeding. That’s also a subject. 6.6. Battling Basics. You likely know them already. 6.7. Specify. Tell what you want to learn and we’ll see if we have a course! 7. WAIT, HOLD ON! Was something off with suddenly being given all this? Should he just accept all this? 8. Other person. He had been speaking to another adult in there. If Erza felt like talking to her instead, for whatever reason.
Connected areas: Pureplain City. All around, of course.
So, Amelia gripped the hand of the Drifloon, and then felt no specific power trying to carry her away. The Drifloon couldn’t exactly smirk, but it expanded a bit and it’s eyes told the story of how it was quite pleased with this interaction.
‘Driiiiiiff…!’ So it called, in a happy tone.
…
‘LITTLE GIRL! LET GO OF THE DRIFLOON! I’LL SAVE YOU!’ Someone suddenly called out. From what felt like absolutely nowhere, a man dropped down from above the treetops, eyes frowning wide in alarm. He was dressed oddly, in what looked like white/green robes tied around his stomach leaving his chest bare, with golden somethings on his shoulders and… he looked very odd.
(no shining crystal-mirrors floating around him, though)
He gripped a Pokéball and threw it into the ground, and from a flash of light emerged a white creature with a silly smile, the rain that came too close to it immediately transformed into snow due to the temperature around it, and overall it resembled an ice-cream cone.
Pokédex Entry #582 – Vanillite, the Fresh Snow Pokémon. Born from icicles bathed in morning sunlight, they can use their cold breath to create snow crystals and make it lightly snow around them. They’re pleasantly cool to be around, so they’re commonly kept around indoors when it’s hot to keep it cool.
‘VANILLITE! USE ICICLE SPEAR!’
‘Vaniiiille~!’ The ice-cone smiled widely and focused its power to probably shoot down the balloons.
‘L-looon…?’ The Drifloons not being held by Amelia drifted away, probably seeking safety. However, the one she was holding was instead drifting closer to her, as though seeking her protection, making a worried sound. Now, what would she do?
Rory was victorious! Rory earned 124P for winning!
Yeah, that was simple enough. Now he could move on through the route. While he could watch the youngsters of the route fighting and catching Pidgeys and Rattatas on the side, the battles that were going on in the drain… Huh, seems like they were doing impromptu low-level contests now… There was nothing that stopped him from being able to cross over Route 1 and safely into Highhill Town. And then, he was already back.
Highhill Town
(couldn’t decide what image I wanted to use)
Highhill Town is a small, lively place that has seemingly stood atop this hill from time immemorial and never really changed. The atmosphere in Highhill Town is much fresher than surrounding places, the buildings are older and the work as honest as ever. The old town is populated by elders and younglings aplenty, and the town has a culture of their own. Plenty of Pokémon assist with the work, either as work-force or the animals that work is being done on.
One usually only crosses Highhill Town on a trip to or from Pureplain City. Regardless, it is a place of beauty. The fields around it are cultivated by hard-working people and Pokémon while the lake to the east gleams in the sunshine as fishermen attend it. There are small roads of asphalt spiraling up the hill to lead to all the old buildings, and children playing around in stairs or nature is very common.
It is said that a trainer praying at the nearby Silent Shrine will be blessed on their journey, so many travel to Highhill Town just for that. There’s also a set of very ancient rocks spread about town, pointing out towards the lake on top of the hill with some engravings. What they mean? Nobody knows. Also, Highhill Town is the residence of a certain Move Changer, whose abilities are sought by some new trainers. What he can do? Visit him to find out.
… But of course, Rory already knows all this. It’s his hometown, after all. He’s probably already being recognized, neighbors out on strolls waving to him and some children that perhaps knew he was out on his Pokémon journey running over to demand that he show what Pokémon he got. He’s of course free to visit home or anywhere else he might know about at this place, for he knows it. The air is as fresh as ever, and the people work as they always do. He’s sure to get quite a few waves, regardless.
Now, what would he do here?
1. Find Pokémon. Can still search for Pokémon in towns~ 2. Talk. In cities, there are considerably more people one can talk to. Talking can give you info on local rumors and such. 3. Exit. Exit the town to any of the connected areas. 4. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 5. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 6. Notable Buildings. Visit any of the facilities of the city! 6.1. Pokémon Center. Heal all your Pokémon. 6.2. PokéMart. Go to a store and buy things. 6.3. Pokémon Gym. ??? 6.4. Docks. For fishermen or perhaps a ticket across Route 14. 6.5. Ancient Rocks. Of completely unknown origin, ancient writing on them. 6.6. Ranch. There are ranches around Highhill, if you stand to gain from them. 6.7. Move Changer. We can guess from the name, but what can this man do? 6.8. Mayor’s House. If you see reason to visit, it’s right by the rocks. 7. Rory Character Specific: Home. You may make up whatever you wish that you might want to revisit here, within reasonable limits.
Connected areas: Route 1. To the south, is the common route of first journeys. Green and straight. Route 3. To the north, the route to Rainrock or the Silent Shrine. A wet woodland. Route 14. To the east, the lake known as the Dragon Lake, potentially for crossing.
‘… Two Pokémon, three Pokémon…’ She breathed out what looked a slight sigh of relief. She let two Pokéballs fall from her right hand, and she caught them in the palm of her left before setting them back into their proper place, wherever that was in that attire. Actually, she probably has a bag.
‘Then let us say you use two each, and I use four. Two on the battlefield at any one time.’ She said, shifting around Pokéballs until she had two in one of her hands. She lifted the hand and pointed it at them, frowning lightly. ‘I am Pokémon Trainer Cathia. Here I go.’ And then she threw the two Pokéballs, and with a flash two beings came out. One fell down and planted its feet on the cavern floor with a tiny roar, the other stayed floating in the air smiling at them…
Pokédex Entry #371 – Bagon, the Rock Head Pokémon. It constantly dreams of being able to fly and hurls itself off cliffs to practice. It’s head and body is extremely tough, allowing it to survive this. It’s a big bundle of muscles, and its headbutts can shatter rocks. It’s known to headbutt mercilessly to relieve stress.
Pokédex Entry #669 – Flabébé, the Single Bloom Pokémon. At the beginning of its life, this fairy picks a flower that then becomes a part of its body. It can draw out and control the hidden power of flowers, whatever that means. When it floats in the wind, any troubles in its heart is said to wane.
A bipedal young dragon and a flying fairy on a flower. If they had glanced over during Donna’s battle with her, they’d know Flabébé was her starter. Meaning, she had caught Bagon somewhere else. Cathia stood silent and focused behind her Pokémon, looking intently at the two of them and awaiting them to pick their Pokémon.
Hector grinned at her statement and gave her a big thumbs-up of approval.
‘YOU KNOW IT! Dorian’s no match for our youthful might! Old men should stay put and take care of their backs!’
‘He whoops your ass on a regular basis!’ Called a rebellious Blackbelt in the back, prompting a few held-back laughters.
‘ONLY SO FAR, CHARLIE! ONLY SO FAR!’ Hector called back in challenge, not denying or making light of the fact.
‘Alright…’ Hector grinned at her, liking her energy. ‘You beat Anise, eh? And you’re Pokémon are at a level where they start evolving…’ He nods.
‘Agreed, she does have a pretty cute butt.’ A Battle Girl on the right somewhere commented.
‘OKAY!’ Hector overruled any further commentating. ‘I’ve got a challenge in mind. Charlie, I’m gonna need your Pokémon!’ He called back.
‘Sure thing, boss!’ And a Pokéball was thrown through the room at a dangerous speed, to be perfectly caught by a single hand of Hector’s raised to catch said ball. He then grinned at Claire.
‘Today’s challenge… Is this. I use three Pokémon, you use four. We start out with a one-on-one battle. Then, for each Pokémon you defeat, you can add another Pokémon of your own to the battlefield, assuming you have any left. In exchange…’ He grins. ‘… My Pokémon are each going to be way more powerful than the last! Understood? Good. Then let’s start.’ So he said, and held the Pokéball forward at Claire with his muscular arm.
‘The Redcoast City Gym Challenge officially starts now! I am Hector! Show me what you got!’
And he threw the Pokéball into the floor, along with the cheering of the attenders of the Gym.
A small, grey bipedal creature jumped out, eyes and nose directed forward, pink vein-like bands on its legs, shoulders and back of head, as well as carrying around a square log…
Pokédex Entry #532 – Timburr, the Muscular Pokémon. They make habits of training themselves by carrying square logs and wielding them as weapons. They’re know to appear at construction sites and helping with the carrying. They pick bigger logs as they get stronger, and when they can handle any log without problem, they’re close to evolving.
Hold on, the Timburr wasn’t matching the one on the Pokédex image. The Pokédex showed a thick, bulky and overall impractically large log, excellent for getting stronger and little else. This Timburr’s log was longer, thinner and way more graceful. It was like a battle-staff. The Pokémon also didn’t look very enthusiastic, looking around without much interest at the surrounding trainers in the gym…
‘TIMBURR!’ Hector called, the Timburr flinching and eyes growing wide. ‘GYM BATTLE…!’ Hector told, his wicked grin leaking into his battle-lusting voice, and a change happened within Timburr. It was as if his eyes lit on fire. Suddenly, he spun his log-staff, making it spin over and over as he carried it over from right arm to left, then threw it spinning up into the air while itself made a pirouette, then turned and faced Claire with one arm stretched out, a battle-ready grin on its tiny face that matched Hector’s, and it caught the staff with the other hand casually placed behind it. Then it waved at Claire. “Come at me!”
‘Alright!’ Lesley nodded with a pleased smile at Erika. ‘Then go and break a leg!’ That is, good luck. It might not have seemed obvious that’s what Lesley meant, simply due to the tone she used. Then tips for how to befriend one…? The dragon trainer looked like she considered briefly.
‘I’d say “wear armor”, but it’s a little late for that. Hahaha!’ Lesley laughed a little privately at her own joke that it was quite possible Erika didn’t find the least bit funny, her own armor clinking a little as she laughed as if to prove a point. ‘Nah, but the little dragons have a ton of energy, and they play-fight quite commonly. They love a little challenge…’ Lesley then considered what she had said a little, before smiling. ‘That’ll do as a hint. Good luck~’
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Common activities of Gibles include resting in holes in the mountain or waiting for prey in them, digging holes or tunnels for itself and others of its kind or play-fighting with other Gibles. And they were doing just that when Erika came climbing up. She had left Joshua and Ewan with Lesley, and they were striking up a conversation of their own. Joshua had probably offered to help, but either Erika had denied him or Lesley would have said “nah, she’s to do it on her own~” if she didn’t. Either way. Here she was.
As she came closer the closest Gabite turned to glare at her, but after a quick glance at Lesley (who was making some form of hand-gesture while smiling) it grunted and turned its attention back to digging. So, it was straight forth for Erika to greet the Gibles.
‘Gib?’ So, painting the scene. After climbing a bit, Erika was arriving at a small plateau part-way up this particular mountain, which looked like it had been dug out by a Gabite for the Gibles. There were plenty of holes in the mountain at the back of the plateau, where some Gibles were sleeping and others were wide awake, other holes were tunnels that went further in but were only large enough for Gibles, but one larger hole likely dug by a Gabite. There were Gibles in the process of digging own tunnels, Gibles sleeping or waiting for prey in holes and Gibles in the middle either just minding their own business or play-fighting with one another.
Not all Gibles took notice of the visitor. But those who did were on guard. ‘Gible?’ ‘Gib?’ ‘Gible!’ The noises were surprised rather than hostile, but it was clear they weren’t used to strangers visiting the nest. Those who had been play-fighting were now looking at her, and then at one another and then back at her, inspecting her for what she was going to do. Then there was one of them that decided that she wasn’t worth stopping for and play-bit the neighbor, and the two of them rolled away a bit while struggling with one another leaving the group.
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