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@Savo

So Cyril made his way through town! He went past the Pokémon Gym, as part of other things, so he could probably read the signpost, and here’s that.

Pureplain Pokémon Gym - Major League
Gym Leader: Dorian
“The Master of Normal”

And, indeed, there was a whole group of tough-looking trainers awaiting to make their challenge, and despite them looking tough there was a fair bit of tension. Clearly, they knew they were up against a hard battle, and any victory would be one they’d be fighting tooth and nail for, if they could obtain it at all. Still, that didn’t exactly concern Cyril right now! Moving on!

… In a slight bit!

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@hatakekuro

Basil got waved goodbye from Jacques and Zachery and his girls, before Zachery turned to handle Amelia. With that done, Basil was free to explore Pureplain City on his own. He’d eventually easily be able to find somewhere to purchase the goods to eat a picnic if he so desired. So, with that said…

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@Savo @hatakekuro

Besides the Pokémon of the various trainers around, there were also wild Pokémon! A couple of them, anyway! Basically everywhere he went there were the little birds looking about, who while common, could be a great boon to any trainer that took the time to train it.



Pokédex Entry #16 – Pidgey, the Tiny Bird Pokémon. They are docile Pokémon that avoid fighting, kicking up sand in an enemy’s face or using Whirlwind to avoid battles. They have sharp senses of direction, capable of finding their nest or destination from very large distances. They inhabit tall grass where they search and prey on small bugs.


There were also random cats about, just lunging, lazing about during the day, taking advantage of if any humans wanted to give them food and otherwise just looted any shiny objects they could.



Pokédex Entry #52 – Meowth, the Scratch Cat Pokémon. During the night Meowth are known to sneak around stealthily in search of prey and shiny objects which it adores with a passion. During the day, Meowth is known to laze around all day. In the dark, its eyes glow.


Finally, there were what appeared to just be regular puppies, running about in whatever grass they could find, and… what could they even find to eat around here? Eh, who even knows, they looked considerably happy living here, anyway!



Pokédex Entry #506 – Lillipup, the Puppy Pokémon. The hair on its face senses extremely subtle changes in atmosphere and can be used as a radar. It’s known to bravely face off against terrible odds, but also to run away from battles it cannot win.


With that, Cyril and Basil eventually sought their ways to the Pokémon School, where… well.



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@Rune_Alchemist

The Bug Garden was a building, a fairly large building with plants around it and promising more plants inside.

There were signs.

“Bug Garden

Feel free to visit and enjoy
Vivillons for the purpose of finding the Mythic Oasis can be hired for 750P per day
They are not for fighting
The Pokémon in the garden are wild, but we appreciate avoiding holding battles in the garden

Thank you for your consideration”



If she headed out, here’s Raremine Town again.





Connected areas:
Route 6. The Vast Plains open up to the north of Raremine. The shorter paths lead to Route 8 and 16, while west far enough leads to Lakewatch Town.
Route 7. The single rocky desert of Isson, it connects to the Desert Mines, the Old Tombs and to the Mythic Oasis.



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@Typical


Oaken positively winced when Eryn came close with a grin and sounding supremely positive about this.

'You…! You didn’t answer my question! This place is dangerous, properly dangerous, you shouldn’t get yourself involved in what you don’t understand! Get out of here and have a normal Pokémon journey!' Oaken, clearly, was not nearly as on-board with having Eryn help him out with this trial as she was. 'I studied all the cryptic notes about this place in my hometown of Rainrock City, we have all kinds of legends that are too “vague” to be included in the Worldedge Libraries. Just you wait, I’ll get to the bottom of all of this, you don’t need to get yourself involved…!' Oaken said, then turned around to look at the cracked wall.

'… That said, my best plan of action right now is to get Claydol to fire a Psybeam at this wall, cracking it open. I can predict every single one of Claydol’s motions without fail, I studied him for a while and know he’ll be moving over here in around five minutes. I should have the reflexes to be able to dodge away in time, but that will need you to not be here-'

Eryn suggested talking to the Beheeyem. Oaken positively glared at her.

'Are you mad!? Wait! Worst case scenario, they hack into your mind and break apart your memories and identity, leaving nothing behind…!' he stepped forward to attempt to stop Eryn if she actually tried to walk closer to them.

So, the Beheeyem didn’t react in the slightest to Eryn talking to them. They just floated there in mid-air.

'You can’t risk it. That path is effectively blocked. If you have to stay here, then at least listen to what I say,' Oaken’s going to say, clearly not entirely happy about this turn of events.

Anyways! What will Eryn do, now?



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@Gardevoiran

‘Well met, Skylar, Vivia! So, I’m going to stay around here and wait for miss Eryn to return, say hi to her if you run into her, will you?’ Wilhelm requested, giving a smile before turning to investigating the wall as well.

‘… Yeeeaaah, it sort of feels like I’ve done my part, and this place feels dangerous, mind if I opt out? I’m just… gonna rest right here… okay?’ Lin says, letting herself lie down on a hard surface that didn’t in the slightest look comfortable, but she was asleep in seconds.

‘Oh. Right,’ Vivia made a noise as Skylar reminded that he was blind. ‘There’s three different routes we can take. To the right of here is a decently bright, traversable direction, it’s the direction that Claydol went, it immediately heads to the left so I don’t know where it goes…’

‘Eryn went that direction, came back saying she went the wrong way before going that way,’ Wilhelm said, pointing left.

‘That’s left. Left is a long corridor, it twists right eventually so I can’t see what’s more after it, there’s a bunch of strange things that will need to be walked over and there’s Elgyems floating in the air over there, but seemingly they didn’t do anything to Eryn when she headed there?’ Vivia asked, turning to Wilhelm.

‘Not a thing!’ Wilhelm confirmed.

‘Right. That leaves forward, which is… darker than the other two ways, and twists eventually to the left. There’s… not much I can tell about it. To be honest, it sort of creeps me out. Whatever it is in the air is trying to tell me to turn back, and it’s not making me any more comfortable with this… and it feels especially strong when I look in that direction…’ Vivia told, sounding unsure about herself. Still.

‘Quaaaagsire!’ Quagsire said. For no other reason than because.

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@Joshua Tamashii

‘Perhaps we will. Until next time,’ Jacques said before finally getting onto Aerodactyl and flying away, Gliscor following.

Now, then. For Zachery. Zachery blinked a bit as he looked over at the ship, as Amelia described the location of Pokémon after Pokémon after Pokémon, the pirate captain raising an eyebrow as he looked over at the ship. On his side, Mila fished up a document and blinked a bit at it.

‘This girl just reported the position of every single Ghost-type Pokémon we have on-board!’ Mila remarked, stunned.

‘Did she now? Impressive,’ Zachery told with a smirk, and then looked down on Amelia again. ‘However, I can’t just bring you on-board. That’s too simple. But, you’re curious and tiny, so I’ll give you a discount,’ he says, as if he had any prices established in his mind to begin with. He crossed his arms and looked down proudly at Amelia.

‘Tell me which one you want! Depending on how rare it is, I will charge either 2,000, 4,000 and 6,000 P! Of course, if you buy more than one, I’m going to increase the price on the next one! Fair is fair, after all!’ he told, sounding confident. ‘… Or give me 10,000 and I’ll make sure to put all the ghosts in the same room and let you pick a single one of them. But that should be way more than you can afford, right? Hahaha! My apologies, missy, but a pirate must earn his keep!’

… What will Amelia do here?

And holy gosh, I do not want to need to write the Pokédex entries for every single ghost in the two latest generations at once just because Amelia wants to see all of them! XD





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.





‘Wooooooooooo!’ Ronin sounded out in delight inside the party. This, THIS was the kind of thing she never had gotten old enough to visit! At her oldest, Denise Walton had only ever become 15 years old, so she’d never been able to attend a proper bachelor’s party, if one could call it that. This, THIS was everything she could have dreamed it to be! Such a glorious event! Lots of dancing and drinking, and…

And Ronin couldn’t take part of it all! There was a decent probability some agent of Mariette’s was present here, but that aside, Ronin had a mission to accomplish! She had to keep Cindy Ford safe, that was her mission! Fortunately, Cindy Ford wasn’t exactly hard to find. It was the lady made of blue electricity with a whole little legion of followers over there. And… what was this!? She was confronted by a random dude!? Had her assassin already arrived!?

Ronin excitedly skipped and stepped to stand attentively as audience just a bit to the side between Reaver and Cindy, a wide smile on her lips as she paid them full attention. Don’t mind her, Ronin’s just gonna pay absolute attention over here!

@Ariamis@AtomicNut






‘… Here,’ Taihei said, as she handed over the earring to Mariette. ‘The final protective artifact, more potent than the prototypes that I’ve distributed among our other forces. It should protect your soul and mind from intrusions of the mystic kind,’ the chief engineer of Mariette’s forces explained, as the portal girl took the item. She inspected it for a couple of moments, before bringing it up to her ear. As expected of something made by Taihei, it painlessly attached itself and Mariette could feel its effects immediately. She felt far safer.



‘Well done, Taihei. You may now rest,’ Mariette told, and Taihei nodded before turning around the exit the room. Truly, the items she designed were priceless… but today Taihei couldn’t be allowed to visit the city proper, lest her bad luck would cause a calamity to their plans. With that, she could turn her attention to the party, and those watching it, her own eye in the sky through a portal watching from a distance… right among Sylvia’s drones, perhaps. Perhaps higher. Perhaps lower. Who knows. Regardless, she saw Lily arriving, and Su, and Amaryllis on a building nearby, and Nuncio… very well.

With a final glance at the computer screens prepared for her, Mariette confirmed the other activities tonight were proceeding as planned. She opened a portal to a separate room, where she’d recover Fabio, because unfortunately the cat was a potential risk and she couldn’t have him with her during important meetings, but reunited she picked him up, and with that she was finally prepared as she opened her own portal.

@BrokenPromise@ERode

Mariette arrived before Amaryllis and Nuncio, stepping out of a portal that opened in mid-air, wearing her usual dress, eyepatch and with Fabio on her arm, temporarily replacing bunny. Bunny was enjoying some quality time with his new partner in Mariette’s room, so there was no reason to worry. In any case.

‘Quite a night this is shaping up to be,’ Mariette abscently commented, looking over at the warehouse. ‘I wonder, if I open a portal from within there directly to a Mint fight, what would happen?’ Mariette mused, since the backup she prepared would be attending the party… but in any case.

‘… I interrogated Nightwing, as intended. In a perhaps anticlimactic twist of fate, you’ve already defeated the one who killed Valerie and snatched Sammy from the alley. It was her,’ Mariette told Amaryllis, and then looked to Nuncio. ‘Nightwing didn’t know why she did it, however. It was but a job, handed to her by the prominent coin-broker of Penrose, Al Scarpe. Their meetings never took place in the same place, avoiding that Nightwing as an active agent learned anything vital. They are very thorough,’ Mariette commented, before throwing a glance at the party again, then back at Amaryllis.

‘Nightwing handed Sammy over to a fellow Mint agent, a partner named Ajna, and said partner was to deliver Sammy to a warehouse. Nightwing didn’t know which warehouse, but this information matches my own findings from my first briefing which say that Sammy was taken to Warehouse 9. I don’t know how much more we could learn unless we examine it directly,’ Mariette said, patting Fabio a bit on her arm, then offering the cat back to Nuncio, because… taking care of a cat on top of everything else is a hassle, even if they’re cute.

‘So. What are your thoughts?’ Mariette asked.






‘Alright, here I am…’ Eli said, breathing out heavily as the slime-harpy had entered the rave. Honestly, this was all a bit too much for the somewhat introverted slimy bird. Her appearance had been slightly edited, she’d extended her hips so she looked like she was wearing a decently fancy slime-dress, talons underneath moving carefully. Still, as shy about this as she was, she had a mission.

See everything.

Embedded within her slimy not-transparent head was a communicator using which Eli could immediately tell those standing by what was going on. Even if her Third Eyes were rendered useless from a massive amount of magic, which was very annoying, Eli went around and investigated, seeing all the security in place and perhaps also glancing over the horizon for potential threats sometimes. Mariette would want to know EVERYTHING that happened in here, and while that wasn’t achievable Eli would certainly do her best to be Mariette’s representative in here. Mariette herself would never come, too likely to become dangerous, so Eli had to stick her neck out.

She could but pray that things wouldn’t become dangerous. Oooh, Deni would have been so much better suited for this…

Little did Eli know that Deni passed her by only a couple meters as the little samurai girl darted to see Cindy.




And technically, there was one more agent of Asengav here, with a completely different objective.


Lea floated by many of the inhabitants of the rave. She had no intention of interacting with any of them. She deftly dodged any that were about to touch her, for she didn’t actually have the mass to push them out of the way. In her hand she had something to deliver, and their reports had told the location of their target was within this building. And so, the elfin monster-girl with a couple butterflies flying around her floated up to a specific target, and-

@Shifter_Master

‘Vivian,’ she stopped as soon as she arrived by said dark magical girl, Lea’s blank eyes staring at the girl as if unimpressed. This is just Lea’s basic expression, don’t worry. ‘I’ve come with a message from Lamashtu.’

Lea would then wait for Vivian’s acknowledgement.






There was a generic Beacon patrol, keeping the streets cleared of monsters. Maybe it did have named characters in it, who knows. But it was not Ascendancy, and it was about to be yelled to by a strange young creature.

‘Um, excuse me, Beacon?’ a shy soul hiding behind a corner of a building called to them, sounding exceedingly unsure about what she was just saying. Looking in that direction, it would become immediately apparent that a monster girl was looking at them. … A monster girl in the shape of a furry rabbit, looking very scared.



‘Don’t attack, and don’t come any closer! If you do, I WILL run! I just want to talk! … On a distance!’ the girl declared to them, fear clear in her tone. ‘I… I’m Dorothy. I heard you were giving away coins that turn monsters back to normal? I… I’d be interested in having one of those?’

‘But I won’t follow you to your HQ! I’m worried you’ll just kill me after you’ve locked me inside, like you’ve already tried to murder me multiple times in the streets!’ she declared, anger in her voice. ‘That said… I don’t want to be a monster girl anymore! Feel free to bring your Light-specialized, they’ll know I mean it when I say I want to change! This form of mine has given me nothing but trouble! Please! Please help me rid myself of this blasted curse…!’

So the shape of Dorothy cried for help, her bunny-like shape crying behind the corner, as she awaited the reply from the Beacon members. Under the assumption she hasn’t come under fire yet, she continues.

‘Er, I know you grunts probably can’t decide that yourselves, but… P-please discuss it with your bosses or something! I’ll wait for you in the park! Th-that works, right!?’ Dorothy asked, looking over at them with wide eyes, ready to bolt, but also with the slightest bit of hope in her voice as she looked towards them.

Now what would they do?
@hatakekuro

So, fortunately Jacques arrival meant Mila couldn’t continue badgering Basil, because she 100% looked like she would have. Anyways!

Jacques gave Basil a nod for that first statement, before turning to the girls and the conversation followed until Zachery arrived and handed over the egg.

The conversation went on until Zachery went inside the ship again to look for what Jacques had asked for… and that’s when Basil asked his little question of Zachery’s connection to the Pokémon League. Jacques smirked a bit, and took a moment to consider the answer. Mila and Elma both also looked at him, given the question was apparently his to answer.

‘We’re old friends. At a time where I was in trouble…’ Jacques started, reminiscing a bit.

‘He was accused of being a Pokémon thief by the noble he was serving,’ Mila said with smirk.

‘… and technically he was right, he just left out the part where he was mistreating them. I did the first thing my significantly younger mind thought was right at the time and stole them from him,’ Jacques said with a shrug. ‘So I was on the run from authorities, and in my time of need, Zachery was the one I hid with, who wholeheartedly trusted my words and helped me uncover the truth. As a result, I’m a free man, an Elite Four and his friend at any time he needs me. … That was a tangent, but Zachery himself is…’

‘A Pokémon League Champion,’ Elma told, nodding happily.

ALMOST a Champion,’ Jacques told, with a smirk. ‘He won the tournament and beat the whole Elite Four in a row, only to fall short against the Champion.’

‘He’d have won if you hadn’t exhausted him with your nonsensical Elite Four gauntlet!’ Elma insisted, frowning with a look that definitely looked like she thought her captain had been cheated.

‘Now, now,’ Jacques replied with a smile. ‘I have no doubt Zachery COULD beat the Champion. However, we can’t have the Champion title switch owners due to just any loss. It’s a marketable title, after all,’ he continued, doing an explaining gesture with his hand. ‘But there’s a reason we have this system to ensure becoming the Champion is hard. We want our Champions to prove themselves capable of overcoming the impossible. Zachery probably COULD overcome it one day, but the Elite Four has become stronger since he travelled across the world. If he ever comes again, I’ll make sure to stop him short,’ Jacques insisted with a smirk.

‘Yeah, I’m sure your rocks will give our sea-captain a hard time~!’ Mila told with a teasing smirk on the side that Jacques deigned to ignore.

‘You’re not the only one who has gotten stronger,’ Elma said as well crossed her arms with a frown, and it may have been unclear if she meant Zachery or herself. Still.

That was around the time that Zachery jumped down, handed Jacques said Pokéball, and Jacques nodded to it about to leave. Then he blinked a bit in awareness as perhaps Basil’d notice the two ghosts sneaking up behind the man.

‘Oh,’ Jacques made a noise of realization just before it actually happened.

Amelia is free to have overheard all that above.

@Joshua Tamashii

It is hard to say if Jacques flinched at the screaming ghost or not. Some could swear that he did, others might assure them that Jacques stood calmly with a blank expression throughout the whole thing, enduring the supposed fright. Still, Pumpkaboo successfully snapped up Jacques hat… only for something blindingly fast swooping past and knocking it off Pumpkaboo in turn, Jacques holding his hand up to catch his hat back as Gliscor settled down next to him.



Pokédex Entry #472 – Gliscor, the Fang Scorpion Pokémon. It hangs upside down awaiting prey. When the chance presents itself, it swoops in and carries off the prey with its lengthy tail, and its elongated fangs do the rest. It’s able to fly completely soundless without flapping its wings, it’s said catching a single light breeze once could carry it around the globe.


Jacques placed his hat back on his head as Amelia appeared. ‘Do not worry about it, Amelia, it is all in good fun’ he said with a smirk towards Phantump. Then to Amelia. ‘I hadn’t yet left Pureplain City since last we spoke. Besides, if you’re here for what I think you are, it is by no coincidence that we’ve met again, for both of us had business at this dock today.’

He turned to Basil, who had been handed a Pokémon egg by the captain. ‘Amelia. Basil. You’re both trainers that got their Pokémon from Kalmia. Say hello. And Zachery…’ he then said, turning to the pirate, still smirking. ‘I believe you have your first customer,’ Jacques said, gesturing to Amelia. The pirate grinned.

‘Alright! This business venture has weighed its anchor!’ Zachery proclaimed, before turning to Amelia as well. ‘I am Zachery, master of the seas! I have travelled far and wide to collect the Pokémon unavailable to the trainers of Isson, and now I offer them to trainers at a price, depending on their rarity! Describe to me what sort of Pokémon you want, and then tell me how much you’re giving me for it, and I’ll pick you out something I feel fits the bill! And no takebacks!’ Zachery proclaimed, and it was Amelia’s choice what to hand for it. Zachery made up that last rule on how much to give on the spot, for he didn’t know what to charge for them.

Still, time for Jacques to address that last thing Basil told him. In fact, he chuckled a little.

‘Fufufu. Having ambitions is all well and good, but focus on short-term goals for now, young hopeful. Still. I will hold you to your words, young hopeful. Don’t disappoint me,’ Jacques told with his usual smirk, and then turned to Amelia. ‘Now, I’d love to stick around, but they’re waiting for me at Kalmia’s lab, and I really must be on my way. Another new hopeful just arrived, you see. So, good luck, Amelia. I believe we’ll see each other again,’ he said, and with that he was very much intending on jumping up on his Aerodactyl and flying off, Gliscor following along. If Amelia had something to say to him before he left, then she could do so, but yeah, he’s really needed on that other scene whenever the individuals there post.

So, what now? There’s a Zachery there looking expectantly at Amelia. There’s also two pirate girls and a giant polar bear.

Otherwise, you’re in Pureplain City.





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.






It was time to meet again. This time, Mariette had specifically requested their meeting to take place at a secure location, indoors. So, within a ballroom in a particularly large abandoned room, Mariette had suggested their meeting take place. The chandeliers were off, but plenty of light still shone through various windows blocked by forgotten draperies, the colourful but abandoned floor being plenty dusty and supporting the abandoned look.

Here, on the exact time they had decided, Mariette strode out of her portal at the other end of the entrance, because that felt fitting enough. Behind her was a set of stairs that led up to a higher floor; it was where Cindy’s waiting had ended.

‘Greetings, Cindy. I trust you’ve been well?’ Mariette started, clutching bunny as she said, after having turned around and looked up at the lighting-monster-girl, who always was so quick to take higher ground.

“Well met, Sage of the Mirrored World,” Cindy greeted back, her arms crossed with a courteous smile. “We are pleased to see that our arrangement has so far borne fruit. Soon, we shall cast the invaders out of our lands.” She began walking down the steps, each lift of her leg manifesting a tiny spark. “So, what desire hast thou for us? Mayhaps you wish to swear fealty after all, hm?”

‘I am afraid I cannot do the latter, for as I said, I am somewhat of a princess of another dimension. To swear fealty to another royalty would be unsuitable, as I already have a liege,’ Mariette said, shaking her head, that liege being Asengav. ‘However, I am prepared to assist your rule, for I believe your guiding hand would be of great benefit for this town. Therefore, I’ve prepared something for your use. but before that…’ Mariette took a bit of a breath.

‘I’ve heard that you have at your disposal a number of Red Coins. My first suggestion is an exchange. You give me Red Coins, and I provide you with a number of my monsters for your use. How does that sound?’ Mariette asked, first.

Cindy lifted an inquisitive eyebrow of crackling electricity. “Pray tell, what dost thou seek with the Blood-tinted Pieces? We are not wont to hand them out like sweets to mere children.”

Mariette had to pause for a moment.

‘They have properties that interest me. The ability to completely change the way an individual’s magic is expressed could be of great use to my liege, if the magic behind them is understood. I wish to conduct research on them, see if they can be duplicated, and also see if the scope of their use can be expanded upon. Yet, so far, the Red Coins have evaded my grasp. It has been quite infuriating,’ Mariette said. She wanted to do that, too, so not really a lie.

Cindy placed her hands on her hips, creating a miniature electric circuit. “At least you comprehend their true worth. That also means you comprehend they are worth a queen’s ransom. Now, tell me of these monsters you bid.”

‘As you wish,’ Mariette told, as she turned towards the great emptiness that was the abandoned ballroom. As they watched, dark portals opened, into the vast emptiness. Numerous of the portals were just a bit larger than human sized, but far behind them were two dramatically larger ones. Out from one of the smaller ones in the front skipped Eli, the tiny slime harpy. She curtsied before Cindy and Mariette, substituting a skirt using her wings, before she turned back towards the line of portals.



‘Forward, march!’ she yelled back, like a parody of a legion commander.

And then forth they tread. It started with the clunking sounds of heavy metal armour wandering forward, their boots hitting the floor with resounding clangs. Honestly loud enough that Mariette became a bit worried they’d be found from someone following the sounds, but regardless. Forth strode warriors in bronze armour, head-to-toe cloaked in metal, automatons in motion. The insides, glowing from between the lines of armour, were the black smoke of the dark energies powering the beings. Two dozen of the smaller ones, that were still towering over a regular Magical Girl, lined up.

‘Halt!’ Eli told, and the automatons stopped short, staring ahead into nothing in particular. She threw a look at Mariette, who nodded to her, and then turned to Cindy.

‘Allow me to introduce you to Talos,’ Mariette said, looking to Cindy again. ‘Once a gigantic bronze statue supposedly created by Hephaestus to defend the island of Crete, it was destroyed by Jason and the Argonauts… after which its corpse was taken by my liege, who copied the designs and recreated it powered by his dark energies to become his foot soldiers in whatever wars he reigns across the multiverse,’ Mariette told, her expression looking a bit strained.

Eli, who had practiced this speech with Mariette earlier by supplying the unschooled girl with all the knowledge she needed, looked on proudly.

‘They’re tough, strong, follow every command without fail and have been enchanted to be at least somewhat resistant to Metal-specialization trying to affect their armour. In addition…’ Mariette continued, until a loud slam came from a massive boot hitting the floor behind the other gathered automatons. ‘… They come in very varying sizes,’ Mariette explained as two giant Talos now stood behind the rest.

‘… I will note the average gathering of Magical Girls can with all likelihood handle them. They should be supplements to your main force of firepower, not the core of it. However, when it comes to durable minions to support in a large-scale war, I believe you’ll find there is none more reliable,’ Mariette finished, now feeling a bit exhausted having to recount all that she learned to say for this encounter. She breathed out in relief, for not having stumbled on her words. Eli looked so proud over there. With that, Mariette refocused on Cindy.

‘I believe they would serve well, as sentinels for your kingdom,’ she finally finished.

Cindy looked on with great interest as the automatons assembled, nodding to herself as she saw them respond to the vocal commands. “Excellent. We would make fine use of these weapons in the coming war against the Ascendancy.” She offered a hand to Mariette. “Very well, I shall agree to your offer of trading Red Coins for Talos soldiers. We will discuss the exact amount later, once I have made a proper check of their capabilities.”

‘Absolutely. You can have the first batch for testing purposes. I will drop off a single investigator to keep track of the progress,’ Mariette nodded, turning around to the portals. ‘Freya.’


‘I’m here,’ a cold voice said, as a furred snake slithered out of a portal, her hands claws and her eyes a stinging predatory yellow.

‘She’ll stay to keep watch of them and answer any questions you may have. She’s not obligated to follow your commands, on account she’s one of my elite commanders. For now, that will do,’ Mariette said, nodding. ‘Anything else you wish to discuss?’

Cindy examined the naga-like girl who had arrived, and nodded. “The preliminary testing will only take a couple of days. However, in order to honor our deal, I shall prepare living accommodations for Freya.” She approached her, sliding a tingling blue hand down her shoulder. “Still...She does not seem disheveled or in poor health.” She turned to Mariette. “Well then, this matter is settled. Anything else that is on your mind? I won’t be available for further meetings until the day of the rave has passed.”

Freya raised an eyebrow as Cindy approached and touched her over. Still, she was proud of who she was. ‘I appreciate it, Lady Ford. I am one of Asengav’s primary monster commanders, as well as his strongest physical combatant. I can answer any question on what these guys can and can’t take,’ she simply said.

‘… The rave, huh,’ Mariette commented. ‘I would actually like to ask. Is something going to happen during the party? I will not be present myself, because I am far too wary of it either being a trap or being attacked by the Ascendancy, but I intend to send at least one of my agents. What can they expect?’

Cindy's brow, or an electrical approximation of one, furrowed, and she turned away.

"War," she simply stated, and, having given a final nod to Freya, walked away from the ballroom and disappeared.

‘…’ Mariette stood silent, as Cindy’s intention were laid unavoidably bare. It would appear there was no avoiding it.

‘War it is.’




There were three individuals in the room standing around a fourth, tied to a chair in the middle. The person in question was blinded and bound by spider webs.



‘My, my. What do we have here?’ Suzette asked, smirking at the little fainted Nightwing, inspecting her body.

‘A bug caught in the net! Eli brought her! Needs her mind read!’ Josefin called excitedly, hands placed firmly on the girl’s shoulders from behind.

‘No use delaying the inevitable, then,’ Ronja, resident spider-girl, said with a sly little smirk as a couple smaller spiders crawled on the girl’s body. It was her Reinforcement web that tied down Nightwing, and the spiders did the rest. Both Suzette and Josefin were here as a precaution, in case Nightwing woke up and tried something. In absence of that, Ronja gently retracted her hand, and charged… an enormous amount of magic power. Both the other girls looked away, as-!

OVERWRITE!! Ronja’s hand slammed into the head of the poor captive with an enormous Psychic blow! … After which she slowly pulled her hand back, webs leaving her hand. However, it wasn’t just any webs. The webs were being pulled out of Nightwing’s head, not out of Ronja’s hand.

‘Now, let’s see if the web that is your memory will reveal anything,’ Ronja told gently, inspecting the webs as she held them, each giving her a mental picture of her catch’s memories as she looked them through. ‘What am I looking for?’

‘Ebon Mint!’ Josefin called out happily. ‘Secret bases, who her dealer is, what tricks they have up their sleeve, basically whatever we might have use of!’

‘But specifically, we’re looking for the girl called Sammy, as part of our leader’s plan to be as do-goody as possible to gain friends…’ Suzette told, putting her arms behind her head as she watched what was happening. ‘Eh, can that really be so useful? Suppose we got a Mint agent for it, but…’

‘So be silent, you two,’ Ronja told them, as she maneuvered the web that was Nightwing’s literal memories. ‘Now, let’s see…’

However, that’s when she had to hesitate.

‘Hm? What’s wrong?’ Suzette asked.

‘Encrypted memories? Really?’ Ronja asked out loud, sounding a touch amused. ‘Those Ebon Mint guys think of everything, huh,’ the arachne commented, giggling a bit as Josefin looked quite worried and Suzette a touch annoyed.

‘So, that’s it? We’re not getting in?’ Suzette asked, only to be met with Ronja’s clicking tongue.

‘I didn’t say that. Just… give me some time and effort, and I’ll make something out of this…’ Ronja insisted, with frowning eyes, as the spider-girl sat back, and started knitting with the webs of the girl’s memories.

It took a while. Longer than Suzette had ever known one of Ronja’s operations to go. She had to take a break every now and then, apparently the contents of the memories were jarring. It went back and forth, Ronja looking deep in thought as they went on…

Finally, they were done, and Nightwing had started to wake up so Josefin dragged her off. Ronja held onto a small, knitted scarf of memories. In the midst of the dark room, Mariette strode forth to meet Ronja, a cat on her arm.

‘What did you find?’ Mariette asked.

‘All that you wanted to know, lady Mariette,’ Ronja told, proudly.

‘Huh? Where did the cat come from?’
‘None of your concern, Suzette.’






VS



It was in the dead of night, when none would expect-

when everyone would expect a burglar to break into a top-secret weapon’s testing facility.

However, the reason why these three burglars broke into said testing facility was, perhaps… a little unorthodox.




They had managed to practically beg Mariette to drop them off inside the facility, after having heard what was in there. A dragon-scaled fiery girl with excitement alight in her eyes, a girl with metal limbs and a black bunny hood that looked much the same and a tiny purple-clad ice-witch with a sneaky smirk on her lips. All three were super into what they were about to do.

With excited little giggles, the two regular Magical Girls stole away towards the control center, while the scaled dragon girl rolled her shoulders and dashed over for the testing area, grinning widely. Over at the control center, the metal girl with an eyepatch grabbed a USB and plugged it into the computer, which caused the computer to activate with a start, and then the computer itself was no match for the software on that USB. Jelena grinned as she prepared to type away.

‘Do you know what you’re doing?’ an excited but still mildly concerned Victoria asked.

‘Don’t you worry! I’ve been given expert hacking coaching!’ Jelena declared proudly, raising her metal fingers in pride before starting to press away.

Over in the field, Mayra slapped herself in the face with both hands twice, paced herself back and forth a bit, and then hunched down onto all fours, preparing for encounter.

‘Alright! I’m ready!’

And with that, Jelena hit the button, Victoria looking on in mischievous happiness.

A large door slowly opened on the opposite side of the vast testing chamber (which was filled with a sizable replica of downtown Penrose), revealing two squads of five humanoid machines each. Eight small spheres floated above them. Four of the machines in each squad were silver in color and carried triple barreled light rotary autocannons, while a larger, crimson machine seemed to serve as a “squad leader” of sorts. It was armed with what appeared to be an advanced heavy assault rifle, but the bluish glow on the side of the weapon gave some evidence that this was not a conventional firearm.

<<Target acquired>>the drones announced in unison. <<Advancing>>

‘… Awwww,’ Mayra made such an utterly humbled sound. ‘You gathered all this… for me? I’m… so… honoured~!’ Mayra clutched over her heart in her hunched over posture for a bit.

‘Hey! Those robots mean business! You sure you can dodge gunfire!?’ Victoria asked over their communicators, that they totally brought, looking excited and worried from over there by a super-grinning Jelena.

‘Oh, don’t worry,’ Mayra smirked, as she gathered magical fire in both of her palms. ‘To shoot me… they’re gonna have to see me!’

A sudden explosion was triggered, as Mayra directed the focused magical power along with her sheer arm-strength into the ground right in front of her, intending to completely blow open the asphalt and blow a large amount of dust and fire into the air as cover. Then, as quickly as she could, she’d dart to the side to run alongside the other side of the buildings, using slight Darkness-magic to just obtuse her exact position. As she ran, her head and body was held low, like a four-legged animal running with only the hind legs.

<<Target employing evasive action>> <<Tracking>>

Realizing that their heat sensors would be somewhat ineffective with all the fires their target was setting, the drones switched to their motion sensors, which provided a clearer picture of where the monster girl was moving.

<<Target attempting to outflank>> <<Employing negation procedures>>

With that, the eight spheroid gun drones ascended high above the surrounding buildings to position themselves for an aerial attack. Once the barrels of their light machine guns had pinpointed Mayra’s location, the gun drones unloaded a hail of bullets down upon the monster girl, hopefully catching her unawares.

Mayra was pretty quick to notice the drones flying into position to fire upon her, but was also sort of left blinking at them for a slight moment longer than recommended.

‘WOAH-!’ Mayra shouted out, as she through sheer instinct punched one of her dragon-claws forward with a fireball blasting forth with considerable might, intended to swallow up the bullets while Mayra dug her fangs into the asphalt for a quick dive into the building to her left, in order to take cover from the incoming bullets.

‘Okay, take out those, first,’ Mayra grinned, as she then JUMPED, for the roof inside was no obstacle to her. She broke through floor after floor, breaking her way upwards, intending to get closer to those flying drones…!

The spheroid drones would, of course, continue to track Mayra’s position as she took cover in the nearby structure, it’s walls serving as little impediment to their machine guns’ armor-piercing rounds. However, Mayra’s sheer speed prevented her from being hit as she swiftly made her way to the roof. Once she reached it, she would notice that the small drones were now arrayed in an encircling formation slightly above her. She had less than a second to act before they opened fire once more.

As Mayra broke through the roof… she came through holding multiple layers of debris she’d collected along the way, long walkable slabs of matter that she’d just held onto. There was a moment of stunned surprise as she saw the drones overhead… but that just meant she needed to act fast. She threw the debris overhead… and then blasted a powerful shock-wave of fire to simultaneously blast the pieces of debris up at the drones at remarkable speed while also blasting herself back down the building to escape their incoming fire!

The torrents of bullets unleashed by the gun drones’ machine guns sliced through the majority of the makeshift missiles, but the extra speed Mayra’s shockwave had imparted to them allowed several pieces to strike three of the drones. Normally, the drones’ armored shells would protect their fragile interiors from being damaged by what amounted to little more than pieces of rubble, but, once again, the speed at which the projectiles were traveling was a decisive factor. Like the hypersonic rounds of a railgun, the small clusters of debris shot clean through the three drones like knives through tissue paper, shredding the drones’ electronics in the process. With nearly half their number eliminated, the remaining five gun drones pulled back to rejoin the humanoid drones who had taken up position in the street in front of the now visibly damaged building.

‘Phuuu…’ Mayra breathed out at the bottom of the building, having successfully taken the rather harsh landing and then hidden herself behind some walls.

‘Nice! You got three of them! Two more times, and it’ll have wiped them out!’ Jelena said, not entirely considering that the drones were pulling back.

‘Wha, no, they’ll expect it next time,’ Mayra immediately declared, breathing out with a smirk.

‘Er, eh? … Listen here, Mayra, AI don’t typically learn,’ the resident gamer insisted.

‘They don’t? Eh,’ Mayra shrugged. ‘These don’t feel particularly typical-!’ she said as she spun around to fire a single speedy super-heated fireball out the entrance at one of the silver humanoid drones to see how it’d react!
Although the drone in question had about the same reaction time as a trained human soldier, along with the ability to detect the massive spike in heat before Mayra’s fireball was launched, the monster girl’s swiftness was far in excess of the machine’s reflexes. Thus, while the drone registered the threat, it could not take evasive action before the incandescent orb struck it with considerable force. The magic missile left a red-hot gash in the silver drone’s chest. Smoke still streaming from the “wound” in its torso, the machine raised its autocannon and sent a spray of rounds towards the position the attack had originated from. An instant later, it’s barrage was joined by the fire of its robotic comrades, creating a torrent of armor-piercing rounds, which seriously threatened the building’s structural integrity.

Mayra grinned as she saw the damage she’d done with her fireball attack. ‘Yeah, that’s some good dama-’

Then she had to very immediately duck, as a barrage of fire came upon her position, and then she thrust her legs down with a slight blast of fire to assist the speed to just launch her out of the exposed position, breaking through several floors once again. … Oh, was the building almost falling? … … …

Mayra blasted herself down on the other side of the building, trusting in her speed and instincts to avoid the gunfire, until she landed on one side of the building, inside. Then… let’s see, what would be the load-bearing pillars… eh, she just needed to destroy them all!

As a speedy, black flash of a dragon-girl, Mayra hunted through the building to utterly tear through any and all pillars that came even close to her range as she went from one side of the building to the other…!

… The first way the building collapsed on, however, was straight down. The parts that no longer were supported just crashed straight down, while the rest of the building stood. Not one to be discouraged, Mayra just moved on to decapitating the next row of load-bearing pillars on the way back! … They, too, just collapsed straight downwards, leaving a very thin building which support was utterly demolished. … This was when a slightly more desperate Mayra dashed out on the opposite side of the building, took her stance, and-

‘HYYYAAAH-!’ jumped up and KICKED the wall at a place between the floors from the other side…! … The result was, firstly, her foot going straight through the wall! … The second result was that, finally, the building was starting to tip over in the direction she wanted it to! Mayra was so proud!

While all this was going on, the drones had kept up their barrage, their sensors taking note of their target’s rapid movement inside the structure as they did so. When the building finally began to collapse towards them, the machines had already repositioned themselves just beyond the area of potential danger. Now that the obstruction was out of the way, they had a much better line of sight to their target. Possessed of this advantage, they redoubled their efforts to bring the monster girl down. Assailed by a blizzard of autocannon rounds, bullets, and energy bolts, Mayra would certainly have to think fast if she wanted to survive.

Mayra had already thought of the next step of her plan.

Instead of, who knows, running around from the falling building that might descend on the robots… Mayra followed along with the falling building. The moment it became clear the building wasn’t going to hit them, she launched herself from the top of the falling building, her grin wide and full of battle-lust as she descended upon the ground with one fierce speed, to slam down to the left of the leftmost drone. If there was no other cover, she’d just have to use them as cover. This, of course, meant-

Mayra blasted a quick and violent fist of fire at the sentinel’s autocannon, after which she focused firepower into her feet and blasted, shooting both herself and the Silver Sentinel directly into the next unit. Of course, this probably meant they all turned to face her, but she had a secret trick. Firstly, for as long as she could she kicked and punched out a few fireballs at whatever guns were coming to be aimed at her first, using her awareness to select the prime targets, but soon enough there would be more guns than she could handle. That’s when she grinned, jumped, and a shadowy effect encompassed her body as she curled up and turned briefly intangible as she leapt through towards the nearest piece of infrastructure. She really couldn’t do that a lot, but this was the first time today.

Three of the Sentinels’ autocannons were rendered inoperative by Mayra’s attack, the heat of the fireballs melting their barrels into curving trunks of dripping sludge. Unable to track her after she employed her mystical means of concealment, the remaining drones assumed a circular formation, alert to every avenue of possible attack, while they waited for Mayra to make her next move.

‘Huff, huff,’ Mayra momentarily hid, breathing a bit heavily as she listened for the movements of the drones. Still for now, huh.

‘Woah. Humans can build this sort of stuff? I’m impressed,’ Jelena reported from over there.

‘Probably not without help,’ Victoria questioned from over there. ‘… I hope.’

‘When you told me of armoured behemoths, I imagined a lot more “punch, punch” than “shoot, shoot”, hah,’ Mayra reported with a grin.

‘You’re not giving up, are ya?’ Jelena asked, amused.

‘Never.’

With that, Mayra took a couple of steps into the center of the room, and breathed deeply… … … huh, she was bleeding. She took a look, and it appeared something had burrowed into her arm, which scales were way tougher than a normal human’s skin, which probably would just have been drilled through. Mayra’s blood, though, that was basically magma. With a smirk, and ignoring the pain, she took some of that magma and started gently coating her fangs. Oh, yeah. Mayra grinned as her body was rapidly increasing in temperature. It was showtime.

A wall blasted open as a super-heated Mayra flew straight through it towards the closest Silver Sentinel. This time, her body heated as she slammed her claws into it, was entirely focused to tear through the drone’s powerful armour. And with that attack delivered, hopefully before their guns already tracked her down, she kicked to launch herself from the Sentinel she’d just attacked at the next Sentinel, intent on taking out the ones still with guns first.

Once again, Mayra’s speed was such that the drones scarcely had time to loose a few initial shots, before the draconic monster girl was upon them. In moments, one of the Sentinels had collapsed in a ruined heap of smoke and sparks, while another was in the process of being torn to shreds by the monster girl’s molten talons. The other drones spun to face their monstrous assailant, but Mayra was moving so fast that their shots couldn’t seem to find their mark. Seeking to increase the distance between themselves and the rampaging monster girl, the gun drones floated higher into the air, while the remaining Sentinels and pair of Knights slowly fell back, continuing to pour fire into Mayra’s general position as they did so. In some cases, this fire ended up striking some of their fellow drones who were too close to the dragoness to disengage, and one of the Sentinels convulsed violently as it was perforated by dozens of autocannon rounds.

Mayra now had a sense for how long she could be at every specific location before she had to leave in a hurry, and that gave her a pace to fight this battle. She launched herself off the next Sentinel and hit into a wall, from where she quickly launched a fireball at one of the Crimson Knight’s energy rifles before she launched herself at the next Sentinel. Honestly, these brutes were way too bulky to keep up with her, what she more had a problem with was-

On the next Sentinel, she hit herself into its chest, gripped its arm and turned its autocannon upwards at the flying gun drones overhead. ‘DOWN!’ she cried excitedly as she really wanted that autocannon to fire at them, before her less-than-a-second was over and she kicked the Sentinel into a wall to escape the incoming fire and launch herself at the next one!

The co-opted autocannon blazed away in a deadly arc, its friendly fire blasting two of the gun drones out of the air. The remaining trio of silver orbs continued to spray machine gun fire into the blur of motion that was Mayra, but even if they managed to score a hit on her, the monster girl’s thick scales and unique internal anatomy would protect her from most of the damage the bullets would usually cause creatures of flesh and blood.

In a rather surprising turn of events, the Crimson Knight with the damaged energy rifle dropped its weapon and proceeded to advance on Mayra’s position, with the seeming objective of engaging the monster girl in close combat.

Mayra smiled at the Crimson Knight approaching. She wanted that, too. But first, the distractions had to go.

Which is why the next step was to launch herself straight up into the air. Mayra bent her knees, charged her feet and blasted herself way up after the surviving trio. As she flew up after them, she charged fire in her hands, and intended nothing short of a one-two-three rapid thrusts of her hands to throw quick fireballs to attempt to intercept them at as close of a range as possible. After that, she caused another minor explosion to blast herself back to the ground, before any surviving guns tracked her flight.

With Mayra in their midst, and dishing out fireballs at so close a range, the gun drones were unable to take evasive action fast enough, and so were swiftly dispatched, the shattered spheroids falling to the ground like metallic hailstones. While the Crimson Knight still bearing a rifle attempted to blast the monster girl out of the sky, its energy bolts failed to find their target, having been aimed at the place Mayra occupied mere seconds too late.
The machine’s “brother”, conversely, took up a defensive stance as twin chainsaw-like blades emerged from its lower arms.

<<Close assault mode initiated>>

‘OH, NOW YOU’RE TALKING MY LANGUAGE!’ Mayra happily shouted out, positively beaming as she landed before the two brothers. Those chainsaw-blade-arms were positively awesome. Mayra had to look at her own arms and contemplate if it was possible to have surgery… before she had to sidestep the next energy bolt, grinning excitedly as, finally, it was time for the kind of challenge that Mayra enjoyed the most. And so… she dashed straight up to the chainsaw-wielding Crimson Knight.

She wanted to meet that chainsaw. She knew how stupid it was… but she just had to try it out! So, in her next movement, she blasted fire behind her foot as she delivered a horrific kick directly towards the chainsaw-like blade that came for her first. She likely wouldn’t get out of that exchange without bleeding a bit, but it’d be her magma-hot blood that’d come out of it.

Striking the scaled foot of the monster girl, the chainsaw blade dug deep into the appendage. But it was not red blood that sprayed over the imposing war machine, but molten magma. The molten droplets only signed the thick armor plating of the Crimson Knight, but the magama’s effect on its weapon was more pronounced, the blade’s “teeth” swiftly becoming dulled and melted by the staggeringly high temperature. This also had the unforeseen effect of partially fusing the melted metal to Mayra’s foot, causing her to become a bit stuck. Perceiving the opportunity this provided, the Crimson Knight pulled back it’s other arm to take a mighty swing at the monster girl’s neck, aiming to separate her head from her body.

‘YYEEEAAA…!’ Despite the pain to her foot, it was an awesome thrill that went through Mayra from this competition of strength and power… the proud realization that her leg was causing the blade to malfunction… and then the realization she was stuck to it. ‘… Uh-oh.’

Mayra quickly ducked, crouching herself underneath the sudden other arm. Of course, being in no place to dodge further, she instead opted to lift her arms and grab the other arm, doing her best to avoid the sawblades. Despite the fine mess she’d gotten herself into, Mayra could but grin, it was so thrilling. … She lifted her other leg and brought it down with all her might and fire-blasting magic down in the arm her foot was stuck to!

The armor coating that arm was formidable indeed, an advanced alloy several times stronger than steel, but under the force of Mayra’s magicly amplified blow, even it could not hold. The arm buckled and then gave way, snapping in half amid a shower of sparks and molten metal. The hulking drone attempted to free its other arm from Mayra’s grasp, but the monster girl’s grip was too tight. The magma on her talons was also beginning to fuse with the arm’s metallic surface, aiding her efforts to keep it in place. However, there was a second threat to worry about, and it now made its presence known. Taking up position to the side of the interlocked pair of combatants, the second Crimson Knight raised its energy rifle and fired several quick shots at the monster girl, who now seemed unable to avoid them.

Mayra was briefly elated that the arm of the Crimson Knight was cleaved in half. Now, all she had to do was get loose, and- and she’d managed to bind with the other arm. She gave the other Crimson Knight an awkward little smile, before being overtaken by a shadowy mist that let her fall straight through the grip of the current Crimson Knight as she made herself intangible again to avoid the energy rifle shots. A slight bit miffed that she had to use this again, and was actually sort of running towards the end of her magic reserves by now, Mayra landed on her feet and blasted herself up to kick that energy rifle and then continue on to unleash a barrage of kicks and punches against the second Crimson Knight, to knock the arms away and to just slam her talons into its face and chest over and over-!

The second Crimson Knight reeled under Mayra’s furious assault. It had been designed for use in heavy combat, but nothing on earth possessed the capabilities of this girl when it came to close combat. Chucks of armor were torn away as the monster girl attacked with reckless abandon. Bereft of its rifle, the metallic juggernaut attempted to bring its close combat weapons to bear, but Mayra was too close, essentially clinging to the mighty robot’s chest as she worked her way up to its head, where its optic sensors were shattered in a flurry of slashes. Meanwhile the first Crimson Knight, having now been freed from its union with Mayra, moved to assist its besieged comrade. Lunging at the embattled pair, it attempted to pin the monster girl against the other robot. At this point Mayra would hear an artificial voice intone:
<<Self-destruct procedure initiated>>

‘Ahahaha! This is… the best! Mayra cried out happily as she just whaled on the robot, knocking aside its attempts to fight her off… before the other robot arrived. Now, Mayra had awareness, but she decided in that moment that she was going to measure her power against both of them at the same time. She turned, and found herself exactly where she wanted to be, pushed between the two of them, and she grinned as she strained her muscles to hold them off… when she heard that voice. Oh. Oh, that’s not good.

‘Mayra! Do the shadowy thing!’ Jelena shouted to her, now in alarm from way over there.

‘N-no way! I’ve already done that twice this fight…!’ Mayra objected, instead thinking of what else she could possibly do…!?

Now, she could do that.

No, that’s risky. She didn’t know what she’d do.



But isn’t that just part of the fun?

Mayra grinned so happily, all while shaken at her impending doom.

A spark of magic went off… and then the creature the two robots were trying to restrain grew.

Grew longer, grew wings, grew additional horns, grew a longer tail.

‘Oh. She’s doing that,’ Victoria commented with a neutral expression as Jelena looked on in awe next to her.

Finally, what the two Crimson Knights were holding back was no longer a dragon girl…

But an honest-to-god dragon.

Which, obviously, wasn’t very comfortable being pressed between two automatons.

Mayra roared, and then threw open her wings with full force, spreading herself with the full force of the muscles within that draconic chest, to throw the oppressors off her.

The two Crimson Knights were flung in opposite directions by Mayra’s mighty exertion of power. Scant seconds later, and they were both consumed by a pair of brilliant detonations. The battle was over. Mayra stood victorious.

In the light that followed the two detonations, the dragon reared its head and roared out in triumph.

‘AAAWESOOOOOME…!!!’ Jelena punched into the air due to the display of her companion. ‘You go, girl! That’s our Mayra! Hahaha, that’s so cool! That’s so…’ Jelena blinked as she looked over at Victoria who’d picked up a phone. ‘Eh, who are you calling?’

‘Mariette,’ Victoria said bluntly.

‘What, why? I want a turn fighting, too!’ Jelena complained, looking positively hurt by this betrayal.

‘Oh, you will,’ Victoria said with a shrug. Jelena looked at her in confusion… when a loud CRASH resounded and another roar from Mayra caused the metal-girl to flinch. See, the dragon in the cityscape test-environment had suddenly struck down a building with a massive claw, then breathed out a massive spray of fire that toppled another building, her tail striking through a third like it was made of powder, and was in general on a rampage through the fake city.

‘… Oh,’ Jelena said with a start. Ooooooh, you mean…’

‘Yes…’ Victoria said with a sigh, watching their most destructive member having completely lost grasp of her reason as her phone beeped for Mariette.

‘We’re gonna need the whole team for this.’




The day after…

The workers that arrived would find the field to be completely and utterly decimated. The city that once stood there were nothing but ruins, giant burn-marks scorching materials and far walls. If there were any security cameras or logs that should have documented what had happened, they’d been wiped by someone rather thoroughly. In place, was a small letter with the handwriting of a child sitting in the control room.

“Sorry”

The letter contained $5,000 in cash.

Thane Covington had half a mind to incinerate both the letter and the money with his pocket lighter.

What kind of a fool does he take me for?

The undetected infiltration of one of the most secure locations of Covington Industries’ world headquarters, along with the subsequent hacking of their computer systems and the utter destruction of their testing area and two full squads of drones could have been the work of only one person.

“Demiris…” Covington spat. “You shall pay dearly for this.”

The CEO of Demiris Defense Systems, a corporation, which for many years had stood as Covington Industries’ greatest rival in their bid to become the premier contractor for the most top-secret black-ops elements of the US military, Lodovico Demiris was Thane Covington’s most hated foe. Over the long years of their rivalry, much espionage and industrial sabotage had been conducted by both megacorps, but nothing like this had ever been attempted. Nothing even close.

And they shall soon learn why… Covington thought darkly.

“Father?” a refined female voice called out. “What has happened here?”

The elder Covington turned to see that his daughter had entered the control room, the maintenance techs giving the imperious heiress a wide berth.

“Our old enemy has just struck a particularly contemptible blow,” he explained, gesturing to the devastated testing chamber beyond the reinforced view pane. “One that we shall soon repay sevenfold.”

“But how could they have accomplished this, Father?” Violet asked, still somewhat taken aback by the sight before her. “Our security systems are impenetrable.”

“Clearly, that is no longer the case,” he replied with a mirthless smile. “It would appear Demiris has made significant advancements in those genetic augmentation programs of his. Well, we have made some recent advancements of our own, and I believe the time has come to put them to the test.”

Violet simply continued to stare at the smoldering piles of rubble in silence. She knew her father was obviously referring to the new VR link technology, but, if her suspicions were correct, even that would not stand a chance against what had caused this devastation. With the knowledge she had recently gained, she was certain that this was the work of no mere corporate strike team. No, this could have only been accomplished through mystical means, and that meant a response would need to employ assets far in excess of what Covington Industries had at its disposal.

It would appear that it was time for another conversation with Al Scarpe...

@samreaper Ah, yes. I did think I recognized you, but you were in the last one, weren't you?

I'm afraid to say that, yeah, this roleplay is really full right now and if everyone posts at once I will be really swamped. But, I can keep you in mind, yeah.
@Eklispe@Rune_Alchemist

‘Yeah, you do that. Good luck for now,’ Dunstan told Dawkin, as he headed off.

‘Er, I’ll, um, I’ll see you later? If you want?’ Florrie also said, not entirely sure, but still, let’s get a move on.

Now, there was still a commotion in Raremine Town, but Dawkin was heading somewhere else. He was heading to Route 7 to train.

Now, then. Training in Route 7 for his various Pokémon…

Atlas would definitely have trouble against the various Ground-types around here, but fortunately there was Cacneas around, which he could easily train against, if it wasn’t too disturbing to watch for their resident Cacnea.

Wooper had no trouble against any of the Ground-types, Sandshrews, Sandiles and Hippopotas all fair game for her.

Pichu was a bit harder, but at the very least he wasn’t at a disadvantage against Darumakas, which there were a ton of running about.

Tyrunt had ALL the advantages against Darumakas. Slam into the fire-beasties and make mincemeat out of them. Or, well. Stomp and Tackle them, anyway.

Cacnea’s grass-type was very useful against the varying Ground-types around. Yeah, that’ll do fine. And now, the GM feels like being generous.

Atlas grew to level 16! Atlas learned Protect!
Wooper grew to level 16! Wooper learned Slam!
Pichu grew to level 13! Pichu learned Nasty Plot!
Tyrunt grew to level 15! Tyrunt learned Stealth Rock!
Cacnea grew to level 16! Cacnea learned Needle Arm!


Now in Route 7. What here?



Current Condition; Relatively Clear - It’s still decently calm, but who knows about later today? The usual sandstorm blows over the path to the Mystic Oasis, though.



Connected areas:
Raremine Town. A town of miners and research, on the tip between the plains and the desert.
Desert Mines. What Raremine Town stands here for! These mountains are filled with dough!
Old Tombs. Across the desert, an old and chilling place awaits those who wants to visit…
Mystic Oasis. Somewhere within that sandstorm, that is.



Or if he’d like to go back to town…





Connected areas:
Route 6. The Vast Plains open up to the north of Raremine. The shorter paths lead to Route 8 and 16, while west far enough leads to Lakewatch Town.
Route 7. The single rocky desert of Isson, it connects to the Desert Mines, the Old Tombs and to the Mythic Oasis.






There was a big problem with actually trying to investigate a disappearance. … Namely, Mariette was no investigator. She could watch things from afar, but when it came to being a detective? That needed talking, and when the general public knew you’re a horror patron girl there’s only so much you can talk about. Wasn’t that many one could talk about with the disappearance of this one girl, and those who should have known the most were the ones who had put her up to the job. It was annoying. Mariette sighed, as she settled for leaning against the wall of an apartment that she’d been scanning around by opening portals. She couldn’t do that too much, or people with Third Eye would find her, and… sigh. She needed to wind down. Calm down a bit. Just turn off her head a bit, just be comfortable. And she really couldn’t be comfortable in her home-dimension with the presence of Asengav looming above her…

Hence she randomly opened a portal in front of Lily/Alex wherever they just happened to be at the time, since she knew Lily was on a patrol right nearby.

When the portal opened, Lily was balancing on top of a power line.
"Kiyaah!" She screamed in surprise, causing her to wobble just a bit before she embraced the swing of the power line, showing off her impressive agility.
"Wait, this is a portal...Mariette!" Her eyes turned into thunderbolt symbols as she jumped right through the portal, ending up at the apartment Mariette was staying at.
"It's you! It's really you! Oh my Ixion, this is so crazy!" She yelled, her excitement very obvious as she rushed to hug Mariette, only to stop herself.
"Wait, you're the type who hates touching, right? Sorry, forgot! Oh, could you make another portal for Alex at ground level? That would be easier for him, tee hee~"

Mariette’s first thought was something along the lines of “why did I think this would be calming”. She winced first at Lily’s scream, not entirely thinking that perhaps her portal would be alarming, and then Lily jumped through without hesitation and Mariette stumbled back because her intention had been to herself walk out, not have Lily jumping in.

‘H… hello, Lily…’ Mariette started, breathing out a bit as Lily was shouting about that “it’s you”. ‘“Hates” touching is an exaggeration, I’m just not used to it, but thanks for the consideration,’ Mariette commented, but otherwise simply opened a portal to ground-level for Alexander if he wanted it. ‘I had a moment, so I wanted to reconnect a little,’ Mariette said, decently meaning it.

The apartment itself was one of many abandoned apartments in town, which Mariette had been walking through more regularly than streets these days, with simple tables, a kitchen, a hall, the lot, and it obviously did not belong to Mariette, who stood there slightly awkwardly, holding bunny under her left arm.

Alexander walked through to see the familiar face, and raised a hand in greeting “So what’s up, you got something for us?” He asked “Things have been kind of...tense, with the new girls around, but I can’t imagine them giving you too hard of a time. Since your magic makes you pretty hard to pin down.

Lily was already checking out the apartment by the time Alex had arrived there, spinning around on a foot..
”Is this where you live? It’s...Nice, I think.”
She stopped to hear Mariette. Her eyes widened, and she bit her lip, looking emotional.
”M-M-Mariette! Do you...Really mean it?”
She stepped in place, looking like she wanted to run around.
”Does that mean that...we’re finally friends? Or is it still too early? I, um, don’t want to force you into it. I know that you’re serious when it comes to your friends.”
Her anxiety came apparent from how fast she was talking. Fortunately Alex was there for her to lean on, and so she clung to his arm when he spoke.
”Did you want to talk about something?”

Mariette looked over when Alexander entered, and so raised her own hand in greeting. Before she could entirely respond, Lily was speaking again, and Mariette blinked a bit at her. Huh, this meant that much to her? … It made Mariette wonder a bit. Had she eventually softened? The last time they’d met had been in…

‘Oh, yeah… last time was in the Pit Stop, and Violet…’ had given Lily a bit of a lesson. Mariette had appreciated it at the time, but then it had sort of faded out of memory, and Mariette’s version of their relationship had diverged from Lily’s…

‘… Indeed, so far I’ve had no trouble avoiding a hard time. Thank you,’ Mariette started to Alex, and then turned to Lily. ‘This is actually not where I live. My place is a lot more unfriendly to anyone not under my patron. This is an interim, a safe place I can take a break in between harsh outside and the tense home where I can feel my patron’s influence all around…’ With that answered, she took a bit of a breath.

‘… And yeah. Sure. We can be friends. I don’t… see any harm in it,’ Mariette said, softly. She had something more to say, but perhaps let Lily have a reaction to that first.

Alexander was a bit taken aback ‘Is this really the same girl who told Lily off for being so friendly before? Weird, but I guess I’ve seen stranger things lately

Lily squeed the moment Mariette’s confirmation reached her ears. She then flash-stepped, moving so fast even Mariette’s Awareness wasn’t able to follow her movements before she was caught in a hug.
”Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” She cheered, rubbing her cheek against the paler girl’s own.
”I’m so glad we’re friends now! I was afraid you didn’t like me after how much I screwed up! Thank you so much! We’re gonna be the best of friends, I promise you!”

Alexander pulled Lily off of the other girl “Okay woah. I know you’re excited, but try not to make her immediately regret her decision. Personal space and all that.” He then turned to Mariette “Yeah, you...probably know her well enough to understand how...enthusiastic she can get

Lily blinked with a dumb smile on her face as she was forced to release the dark magical girl, seemingly unaware of the social faux pas she committed. ”Eh?”

It was a good thing Lily didn’t want her dead, Mariette mentally remarked. Because, as perturbed as she was at being hugged, she was far more perturbed by the sheer speed that Lily had hugged her in. There hadn’t even been the option to avoid her. Now she had to awkwardly stand there getting squeezed by the girl and have her cheek rubbed against while looking rather stunned herself until Alexander separated the two.

‘Y.. Yes, I know how she becomes, thank you,’ Mariette agreed with Alex and breathed out, happy to have a calmer presence here. ‘The time at the diner I was irritable for a number of reasons, but it didn’t make me dislike you. So… don’t worry?’ she then said to Lily, still recovering from the hug.

‘Still, it wasn’t entirely just to reconnect that I did contact you, but being friends certainly makes my next request more reasonable,’ Mariette continued.

”Oh, I’m sorry I-Huh?” Lily was about to blow up into a storm of apologies when Mariette told her not to worry.
”Oh, ok. What is it?”

‘I’m currently in the middle of an investigation. It is possible that, when I find the villain, they will attack me, and there’s a theoretical possibility that I’ll end up in peril. Should such a time come, I’d like to know if I can throw up a sudden portal asking you for aid. If I end up able to handle it on my own, I don’t want to have involved you unnecessarily, for even the information could put you in danger. But… it would be nice to know if I could rely on… my friends… at a time of need. Only if I judge the situation to be morally just, of course, not if my patron told me to do something bad. Then I’ll handle it on my own,’ Mariette explained with a serious expression.

‘In exchange… I can give you my number,’ Mariette then said, picking up her phone from the portal that was her hammerspace handbag. ‘And so you can call me when you need my help… or just… feel like calling… or something,’ she then finished.

Lily first thought for a moment, and then nodded, looking surprisingly serious as she took out her own phone.
”If you’re in danger, then I’ll be there to protect you, no matter who is after you. That’s what friends do.”
After a moment of quickly tapping on her phone, she collected the number, and showed her own to Mariette in turn. Her eyes seemed to be drawn to something.
”You have a cute phone, Mariette, but it lacks stickers. Want to have some of mine? They’ll make your phone super adorbs.”

I’m kind of concerned about this trouble you’re expecting. I’ve seen how bullshit your portals can be, and you could easily hold up somewhere safe while taking pot shots at whoever you wanted. So why do you think you’ll be in danger?” Alexander asked

Mariette nodded thankfully to Lily’s confirmation. ‘That’s what friends do,’ she echoed, her tone one of confirming to herself. Then she blinked a bit in surprise at the next part. ‘Stickers…? Er… sure? I could borrow some…’ Mariette said, having no idea what she was getting herself in on. Wasn’t a phone fine just being a phone…?

Alexander was more on Mariette’s wavelength, asking the questions she had been expecting to be asked. ‘I lack offensive presence, and there’s a good chance I’ll be outnumbered. Other than that, I may be trying to save someone. Saving someone is a time-sensitive thing, and while my portals are adaptable they’re also occasionally slow. Especially with multiple hostiles, I may only have enough awareness to keep myself safe. Hence, it would be greatly appreciated if I have this as a last-resort kind of thing,’ Mariette explained. ‘It is also because my enemy this time might be very powerful. I don’t want to needlessly trouble you if it turns out I can handle it myself.’ Yes, that should do it, Mariette thought.

Alexander nodded “Alright, that makes enough sense. You seem to have a pretty tight grasp on the specifics, so you’re clearly far enough into your investigation to at least have an idea who your opponent is, as well as a possible VIP. So why don’t you tell us exactly what we’re getting ourselves into?

‘… Because I’d rather not put you in danger if I can avoid it, and the information itself may be dangerous,’ Mariette replied, very briefly.

I’m...not sure how information can be dangerous...but okay” Alexander sighed, a little disappointed “It can never be that simple for us, can it?

Unlike Alex who concentrated on the discussion, Lily was ignorant of the topic, rummaging her bag for stickers to hand them out to Mariette: they depicted miscellaneous cute things like hearts and stars and anime girls in a chibified style.
”Here you go, these are all the stickers I have with me, but we can go and get more! Oh, and you should have a keychain too!” She removed one of hers and attached it to Mariette’s phone: it was a tiny Sailor Moon figurine performing her famous pose.
”I already have three of these, so you can have one! Yes, now your phone is accessorized! Anyway, why does it matter if it’s dangerous, Alex?”
She looked up to him with a confident smile.
”I’m sure Mariette has a good reason for keeping things quiet. I trust her, so should you too,” she stated with a cute pout.

Because I’m tired of dangerous things pretty much ambushing us, and would love to be on the other side of it.” Alexander answered Lily “It’s got nothing to do with trust, and everything to do with prep work and planning.

‘… Thank you,’ Mariette said, staring with a strange look at the sticker added to her phone and the stickers she’d been given. She didn’t exactly know the purpose of this, but… suppose it was style. Was it her style? … Not sure. In any case, what Alexander said… struck true to Mariette. She considered something about it, and…

‘… Alright. Lily, leave us for a bit. I’m going to tell Alexander,’ she said. And before Lily asked why… ‘If I tell you, you’re going to get involved regardless of what I say. That’s just the kind of person you are, and that’s a good thing. But I believe I can tell Alexander, to allow him to prepare for it without necessarily causing trouble, because I believe he’s the kind of person that I can tell this without worrying. Then he can decide what’s best.’

"Oh?" Lily blinked, not having expected Mariette to confide with them. But then, as the realization dawned on her, she smiled sweetly with a sigh, her eyes having wettened a bit.
"This must be hard for you, Mariette. But you can trust Alex. Call me when you're done." She then turned away, and went to watch TV in the living room.

When Lily was out of earshot, Alexander said “Right, so it’s sounding like this less of a memetic hazard, and more something you’re worried we’ll act on too soon and fuck up everything?

Mariette was thankful Lily didn’t take the solution too badly. She breathed out softly, and then looked at Alexander. ‘… I’m potentially going to battle Ebon Mint, for they captured the small Magical Girl called Sammy. It’s a matter of that drawing the ire of a large underground organization that is not above assassinations is not a good idea for those who typically live in the light, like you two. That’s why I want to attempt handling it myself, first. It won’t just be me, Amaryllis will also be there. However, if things go wrong, then I’d very much rather ask if you’d want to risk helping me than that I die or fail, never having asked,’ Mariette summarized.

Alexander groaned “Wonderful, this is just what we need; another organization causing trouble. We haven’t even gotten rid of the zealots that moved in...and now this” he shook his head in frustration “If...if it really comes down to it, then yeah, I’ll help. Fuck knows why I’m saying yes; since this has nothing to do with me. Lily’s clearly a bad influence on me.

Mariette nodded to his reaction, decently understanding it. ‘Thank you. That means a lot to me. I’ll leave it to you if you want to tell Lily about this, but the situation is mostly that Amaryllis hired me to help, and therefore I will be saving Sammy. She didn’t know it was the Mint until I investigated and found it to be the case, but now we’ll be moving on to investigating different points of interest until we can track the girl down. At any point during this, the Ebon Mint might decide to ambush us, and that’s when I might want the help… and also during the rescue mission itself, depending on how many hostiles we find there to be. I just gave Lily my number, so you can reach me there if you have questions or would like to change your stance on the matter. For now, you can continue your life, and if the situation has resolved I’ll let you know. And, if a random portal appears in front of you, be ready it might be that I’m requesting aid. Does this work with you?’

Alexander opened his mouth to say something snarker, before pausing. He then shook his head and said “Yeah...yeah that’s fine. I’m going to need some time to get some stuff ready. I could get a few temporary power boosting trinkets ready in a couple of days, maybe some healing items too. It’ll have to be something on the side though, since I’m working on something for Lily. But if you really think you’ll need some gear, I can put a rush on it.

Mariette initially nodded, then looked a bit surprised towards the end of that. ”I’ll” need some gear? I really wasn’t… expecting you to make things for me, if that’s what you’re saying. That said, if you are… I’d be very thankful.’

There’s not a lot I can make. Healing stuff, power boosting stuff, things that can make shields. It’s basically me storing my spells in something solid for later use. They don’t last too long unless I put in a lot of time and effort into making them solid enough, and even then I’d still need to fix them from time to time. So the best I can do is a bunch of disposable stuff that might come in handy. If you need time to think about what you’re going to need then fine, just get in contact with me once you know what you want.

‘… Alright. Then, wide-spread shields and healing artifacts are what I may need the most. My portals can be unreliable as shields depending on how quick or many the enemy attacks are, and our investigation party currently lacks a healer should someone get hurt so that would also be greatly appreciated,’ Mariette said, still looking a little off-guard because making something for her? Huh. Is he about to ask about payment? Mariette expected him to, any second now.

Alexander nodded “Got it. Oh, and by the way; these are really only going to be good for a couple of hours of continued use, and you’ll have to use your own mana to use them. The shields don’t drain mana once there up, but you can pour more into them to reinforce/fix them. So if they’re still functioning after the fight, you can just keep them if you want. Was there anything else I needed to know?

‘That is fine. I have a lot of mana,’ Mariette commented with a nod, taking in all the information that Alexander was telling her. At the end, she felt she had sufficient understanding, and… ‘I believe that should be all, I’ve sufficiently told you what I’m doing and what I might need help with. We can call back Lily now,’ Mariette said.

Alright.” Alexander turned around to face the direction Lily was in “Okay Lily, we’re done! Get in here!” He yelled to her.

”Okay!” Lily came walking back, holding a big cup of popcorn.
”Man, that South Korean film on TV was really good! I think it was called Parasite.” She took Alex’ hand.
”But I only managed to catch a few minutes of it. How about we buy the Bluray on our way home?” She asked, before turning to Mariette.
”I’m glad you got to an understanding. Anyway, we gotta go now. Bye, see you later!” She waved goodbye, before leading Alex out through a portal.

Where did you get the popcorn?” Alexander mumbled to himself as Lily dragged him through the portal.

Mariette was a bit surprised that, almost as soon as Lily returned, she was also about to leave. Guess that’s simply how this girl operated, at pretty high speed. Still, Mariette raised a small hand to wave them off. 'Goodbye for now. You have my number if you need me,’ she simply said, letting them get back out on the street before closing said portal and being left on her own again. … Those were Eli’s popcorn, that she’d prepared for when she returned from her scouting mission. … … … … … Oh, well.

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About ten seconds after Lily emerged from the portal with Alex, she was already talking about the movies she'd like to buy...


...When a tiny Magical Girl rounded the corner and completely froze, staring wide eyed at them… before she grinned widely.

‘Lily Lightning! I’ve found you! … Oh, and Alex, too!’ said the currently unknown little girl in the obviously eastern-inspired samurai-outfit, grinning at them.

Lily stopped in her tracks, looking surprised.
"Whoah! So cool!" She immediately dashed over with high speed, looking around the tiny warrior.
"Very nice cosplay, I-wait, how did you know my name? I'm not that famous, right?" She looked back at Alex with a confused expression.
"So you’re magical girl then. I really hope you're not here to test my skills in battle. That would be a big bummer.”

Alexander rubbed the back of his head “I…think we’ve met her before? She looks like one of the tiny girls that hung around Mariette. Although the Eastern outfit is new, and she doesn’t look as...slime-like as those girls.

‘Heeey, it’s not cosplay, it’s my Magical Girl outfit! … Which is kinda cosplay, sure, but it’s also kinda just my uniform! Haha!’ the little samurai claimed with a little laugh, grinning widely as Lily looked her over. Then Alexander said that, and she had to act really darn quickly.

‘Huh? Mariette? Who’s that? Anyway, no, I’m not here to test your skills!’ the girl said, before giving the both of them a salute. ‘I am Ronin! I came to find you because my new friend Penny told me you’d be a good person to befriend! I want to make friends with as many people as possible, and so asked her where I could find other friends! And so…’ Ronin grinned widely. ‘Will you be my friend?’

Lily’s mouth turned into a circle, looking baffled.
”Wait, you know Penny?” Her eyes turned into sparkles at the mention of friendship.
”I can’t believe it! For the first time, someone actually comes up to me, and-” Her hair electrified as her excitement expressed itself through magic.
”YEEESSS!” She screamed, anb grabbed Ronin in a hug, lifting her high into the air while rapidly spinning around.
”Today’s my lucky day to get so many new friends! Yahoo!”
She then stopped spinning, having realized that Ronin’s face was turning green.
”Whoops, my bad! I just got so excited I couldn’t help it! Where do you come from Ronin? I haven’t seen you before in Penrose.”

Alexander, not believing her claim that she wasn’t one of Mariette’s friends, opened his mouth to call bullshit, before pausing and closing his mouth while shaking his head ‘Fuck it, I don’t care enough. If she wants to mess around like this, then I’m sure as hell not going to stop her. It’s not worth the headache.

‘Woa-!’ Ronin sounded out in surprise as she found herself squeezed by the excited girl’s hug and then promptly spun around by Lily. Now, Ronin was a Genki Girl herself, but Lily totally out-Genki-ed her right now. Ronin laughed as she was put down on the ground again, stumbling a bit. ‘Weee, hahahaha! Yay, I got more friends…!’ Ronin said, smiling widely. ‘Yeah, I arrived in Penrose just recently! As for where I came from, well,’ Deni thought her answer over, and considered how to change the question in her mind so that her answer wasn’t a lie.

‘I’m actually from Penrose, I just wasn’t a Magical Girl until very recently! Had to move out of town while I was still normal, and one day I woke up a Magical Girl! Something had given me power, and I had no idea what and was very confused, waking up in the middle of nowhere with no patron… but fortunately, I met Valkyrie and Amanda and then Penny and now I’m up to date on how everything works and what’s been going on, and just seek to make the most friends ever and defend the world from whatever may come our way! Yeah!’ Ronin claimed happily. Her story was true… assuming “normal” was her state living in Penrose as a Monster Girl, which is different from being a Magical Girl like now, and “move out of town” was due to being consumed by Caroline. Yupp.

”That’s awesome!” Lily responded, still recovering from her terminal case of hype. Then, she turned surprisingly smug.
”Well, clearly Penny knows the creme de la creme when it comes to friends, tee hee~” She flipped her short hair back with a hand on her hip, attempting to imitate a celebrity type.
”Since she has so cordially directed you to me, it is only fair that I will make your stay in Penrose hospitable.”
She then dropped the act as fast as she began it.
”Let’s go watch movies together! Wait, maybe ice-skating! No, Ski Jumping! Oh, I Know! AVALANCHE SNOWBOARDING!” She was screaming by the end of her suggestions, until she realized she had let her excitement take the best of her.

”...Or...Um...We could work together and destroy some monsters. Just, casually, no big deal...That alright?”

Alexander spoke up “For the record; I am 100% on board with this ‘go around killing monsters’ idea. I think it is incredibly well thought out, and I’d be proud to be a part of it. So let’s do that.

Ronin just grinned widely at Lily’s act and then the subsequent suggestions. ‘I’m totally on-board! I want to see how well my new Magical Girl body would do in skating, jumping, or snowboarding! Oh, but I have a TON of movies I’d like to see, too! … But Alexander seems to be more leaning towards hunting monsters together, so let’s do that, first! Oh, and let’s befriend anyone who dares cross our paths!’ Ronin called, continuing to grin, skipping a bit on the spot, excited to get moving.

”Great! Let’s go!” Lily took Alex’ hand enthusiastically, following Ronin as they went on to have a good time together.

I’m not sure ‘befriending’ works the way you think it does, but hey; you do you.” Alexander said to ‘Ronin’.

‘It totally does!’ Ronin claimed with another little grin, and then they were off on the streets.




It didn’t entirely matter when, where, how or why, eventually any person had to be alone for a while. It was simply a matter of being patient enough to await the time when they’d be alone. For a being that may as well have existed since the beginning of time itself, patience was something the elfin monster-girl had a significant amount of. Fortunately, Kimble was hardly the secretive type, occasionally going off and just being extremely cat-like, so it didn’t take all that long before an opportunity arose.

It eventually came to pass that Kimble was wandering on her own, balancing on fences before she jumped inside an abandoned convenience store, pouncing on the few rats inside. However, upon catching them, Kimble simply released them; she no longer had the urge to kill, and simply continued the stalking out of a force of habit.

Suddenly someone spoke to her from behind.



‘Kimble,’ Lea said her name, the creature in green dress floating abscently in mid-air behind the girl, on a ten meter distance so as to not startle her too badly. Last time they met, Lea had falsely introduced herself as Frida Merkel. Time to see if the no-longer cat-girl remembered.

“Nya?” Kimble meowed with a curious look as she turned, and gave a cute smile upon seeing Lea. “Oh, Frida! Nice to see you againya!” She hopped up on a shelf, knocking the various box of cereal down. “Thank you again for helping me: I managed to confess my feelings to my one true love, and she didn’t reject them! And now we’ve even gone on dates!” Her tails whipped around in a sign of joy, though Lea couldn’t help but notice something was off about them.

‘… Well done. You’ve attained something that many but dreams of,’ Lea replied, not actually very concerned if Kimble gets loved or not. Now immediately onto the subject at hand, due to Lea being bad at wasting time. ‘I came to find you again because I grew interested in you, as one of ours affiliated with Beacon, perhaps you were a sign Beacon had grown more accepting of our kin…’ … then Lea slightly tilted her head, inspecting the tails and ears… ‘… Yet I see you’re not of our kin anymore. It is a shame. They could not accept you as you were, so they removed the parts of you they couldn’t accept, leaving the parts they could so you could stay. Is that it?’

Kimble's joy quickly turned into sorrow. "Nyo, that's not true! Mistress is accepting, I know she is." She averted her eyes, her tails lifted up in an agitated manner. "I did change, but I wanted to! Now I can be with Mistress…" She lifted a hand up to her cat-eared hairband. "So it's okay, nya."

‘… Oh?’ Lea kept her head tilted a bit, watching Kimble’s reactions. ‘Then tell me. If hypothetically I came to talk to them, or even that they found you to be talking to me…’ Lea intentionally let a bit of a fluttering ripple go through her body, for a brief moment her mid-section was completely separated and see-through, simply to show the fact Lea wasn’t entirely corporeal‘… How would your allies react, currently?’

Kimble first blinked, not having understood. "Nh? Well, they would-" Her eyes shot wide open, and she let out a distressed meow. "They'd kill you. But I won't let it happen! Even when Mistress was in a tough spot, she chose the right thing, and even risked her life for it. So, I'll also do the right thing and protect you, nya."

‘…’ Lea was intrigued. This little former monster girl was saying she’d protect Lea, and that it’d be the right thing to do? How could she assume protecting Lea would be the right thing to do, after such limited contact? ‘… Hm,’ she smiled the slightest of a smile. Curious creature. Doing so would potentially lose you your new allies. … Lea didn’t say that out loud, but. ‘I appreciate the gesture. I’ll avoid a scenario where you have to do so,’ she shared. … Well, with that confirmed. How about going to the main subject?

‘I heard rumors of some form of “White Coin”. Am I correct in assuming it’s what changed you?’ Lea asked.

Kimble nodded, and hopped off the shelf. “Nyes. The kind Cardinal gave me a White Coin, and it purr-ified me!” She now went to scrounge around the freezer, and found a box of fried fish n’ chips. “It also gave a Shiney Sparkle that will protect me, nya! Now only Mistress can put a leash on me!” She took the box to the break room in the back, preparing to heat it in a microwave.

‘Hm,’ Lea nodded a bit, confirming that. ‘What does it take to have a White Coin offered to you instead of them killing you on the spot? The two options appear rather contrary,’ she continued, floating abscently after Kimble as she asked, merely watching as Kimble warmed herself a snack.

After the food was heated, Kimble separated the contents into two plates, one for the fried fish sticks, and the other for chips. “Well, it depends on if you seem like a monster who wants to attack, or one that doesn’t. If you ask nicely, I’m sure they’d at least listen first, nya.” She sat down by the table and began eating the fish sticks, offering the plate of chips to Lea. “You can have these, Frida.”

‘Hm. I see,’ Lea said, her face as straight as possible. Then she realized Kimble was plating up for two. The first thing that occurred to Lea was that Kimble had to be waiting for someone else… but then she was offered them herself. Lea stared silently a bit. She was used to being bribed in the Overcity, by people who wanted something from her… but Kimble appeared to simply be so innocent that she just did it automatically. …

‘Thank you,’ Lea said, using focused wind magic to grab the plate. Hm. Fish. … ‘I am curious about you, now, Kimble,’ she said, gently slicing up the fish sticks into more agreeable portions using focused air-molecules and more wind-magic. ‘Where did you come from? How did you become affiliated with Beacon?’ So Lea asked, as she gently started picking the individual pieces of fish to chew on while listening to Kimble.

Kimble was nibbling on a fish stick when she heard Lea’s q uestion. Her ears drooped a bit.
“I...I was born in Mama Lamashtu’s litter,” she quietly answered after a moment of silence.
“Mama Lamashtu was nice, nyeh; she told me she had high expectations for me. But, one day, when I was on my own...Justine put a leash on me, and I was forced to be her pet.” She hissed.
“I don’t remember much of it, just small moments...But she was bad. I might have been stuck with her forever...When Mistress saved me.” Her expression brightened as her ears sprang up, and she blushed.
“She saved my life...And when she looked into my eyes...I was in love, nya. And well...You know the rest, nya!”

‘… I see,’ Lea said, far less full of expression than Kimble had. ‘… I could take you back to Lamashtu, if you so wished. But, I expect you’re happy where you are,’ Lea suggested, knowing who said Lamashtu was. She could find her. Still, another thing occurred to her. ‘It appears our stories are not so dissimilar. I, too, was born powerful, told I was of highest quality, but then later brought down to a lower level. Yet, the one who leashed me was my beloved, and I acted as his second. I needed no savior, for I was happy…’ … Happy until, for whatever reason, Mariette was put in charge of this operation. Lea frowned the slightest. What did that little upstart-!? Lea shook her head a bit, to shake off the negative emotions.

A chip fell from Kimble’s mouth, her eyes staring directly at Lea. “Back to...Mama...” It seemed she hadn’t thought of it being a possibility in the first place, and her tails whipped the ground behind her as she thought hard about it. “Nhh...I could see her again...After all this time...”
She listened as Lea told of her own story, occasionally nodding, but clearly caught up in her own inner turmoil. Finally, she placed a firm hand on the table.
“Okay! I wanna see Mama! Because, once I see her, I can ask her why she never rescued me.” She looked angry, surprising Lea. “And I’m gonna say I’ve found a new family, and that she can forget about me, nya!”

Lea indeed blinked. She did not think such a notion would have such an emotional impact on the former cat-girl. Ask why she never rescued her… ‘… Heh,’ Lea smirked a bit. Anger, huh? She wanted to see her mother… in anger. Such a precious little reaction. Lea couldn’t retract her smile. She was angry at her mother. Just like Lea was angry for Mariette being given the gifts she had not. How exceptionally endearing. This girl…

She wanted this girl.

‘… Very well. I will find her for you. However, I’d like something in exchange…’ Lea said, unable to remove her smirk.

All around the room, outside as well as inside, unbeknown to Kimble, small specks of magical power started to move. Little magical minions, crawling about inside walls and on top of the roof, by the doors. Slowly but surely they gathered to lock away all the exits. Because she wanted to collect this girl, take her for her own. Her hoarder mentality had decided that she’d lay claim to this girl and add her to her collection…

‘Frida,’ Mariette’s voice spoke silently within Lea’s head, through the communicator embedded within her incorporeal head before embarking on this mission, not audible to Kimble.

Lea growled in slight irritation, and the tiny magical minions retreated, her mental corruption temporarily kept in check by Mariette’s reminder, and Kimble was safe for at least this encounter. Still, from Kimble’s perspective Lea had now sat silently since the last words she’d spoke, despite them begging to have a follow-up.

Kimble’s ears flicked, and she turned her head around. “...Huh? Did I say something strange, nya?” She asked. “Maybe you heard something?”

Lea stayed quiet as she looked at Kimble… and the voice in her head spoke some more. Describing what they could have use of. … So be it.

‘… I will take you to Lamashtu. In exchange, I want you to take me into Beacon HQ,’ Lea told, raising her head a bit. ‘Show me around. I have often imagined how it must look in there, and I’d like to see it for myself. Of course, I understand that you cannot bring a Monster Girl inside the building…’ … Lea held forward a hand as she finished talking, and… a single butterfly jumped off her finger. A green, moderately pretty butterfly. Then, Lea’s form as it was completely scattered, a mass of butterflies suddenly released of the power that controlled them and they flew off in various directions, while the single butterfly simply fluttered over to settle down on Kimble’s finger if she allowed it.

‘… but perhaps bringing a single butterfly would be possible?’ Lea’s voice asked, from the butterfly.

Kimble's mouth rounded into a look of surprise when Lea gave her offer, and her ears flicked. "Well, I'd need to ask Mistress first…" She mumbled. But then, when Lea took the form of a single butterfly, the girl's eyes sparkled. "Oh, now I don't have to ask. Like this, I can show you the place without anyone asking questions, nya." She sniffed the butterfly, and gave a catlike smile. "But just a quick tour, okay?"

Lea wasn’t entirely comfortable being sniffed on as a butterfly. She wasn’t entirely comfortable revealing the fact she could manifest as a mere butterfly to someone this affiliated with Beacon. Still, if this were her means to infiltrate Beacon HQ…

‘A quick tour should do nicely,’ the butterfly replied.
@BlackMaiden @Savo

Kalmia smiled happily and proudly as Ryu got to bond with Fennekin.

After they got to bond like that, Cyril came in with his statement about that a rival trainer would appear to challenge Ryu, at the bottom of this post. It was after that when Jacques phone rang and he had to go outside. A moment later, Jacques came back in again.

‘Alright, let me brief you on what’s going on,’ Jacques told Ryu. ‘Basically, we’ve had a tradition that each time one of Kalmia’s trainers get their Pokémon, like you, they’ve had a battle against one of my trainers. I just called the Freecape Ferrymen to ship over your potential challenger…’

‘… But of course, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,’ Kalmia interjected. ‘Still, it could be a nice way to celebrate becoming a Pokémon Trainer. Would you like to have a battle with one of Jacques’ trainers?’ she asked, smiling supportingly as she did.



That’s when Jacques’ phone called again. He looked at the screen with an eyebrow raised, before answering.

‘This is Jacques. What’s the matter?’‘Yes, I am.’‘I see. And?’ … … … ‘Zachery did… what?’

Jacques asked, looking momentarily stunned, and then got a thoroughly amused expression as he brought a hand to his face in a light facepalm and chuckled. ‘I see. Well. We’ll certainly have to handle that. I’m on it as soon as I’m done here. Good, thank you, goodbye,’ he told the person on the other side of the phone, in a really amused tone. He eventually ended the call, sighing a bit.

‘Oh, Zach, you silly old pirate…’ Jacques shook his head, still with an amused smile, then looked over at Cyril. ‘Regardless. It seems I have you to thank for having a hopeful on her way. So now, what we need is for me to prepare her Pokémon, and for you to prepare her… cake…’ Jacques blinked a bit, and then got the sneakiest of smirks. ‘I’ll be right back,’ Jacques quickly told, as he spun around and darted out the door, throwing down a Pokéball calling out Aerodactyl, jumping onto it and soaring away, Gliscor silently following.



Pokédex Entry #142 – Aerodactyl, the Fossil Pokémon. A Pokémon who roamed the skies in the age of dinosaurs, it has today been regenerated from genetic material found in amber. It’s a savage creature that is known to go for the throats of opponents with its sharp claws.


‘… Huh. That was something,’ Kalmia said, and turned to Ryu. ‘Anyways. I can give you these in the meantime,’ she said, handing some things over to Ryu.

Ryu obtained 5 Pokéballs!


‘I’m, um, I’m going to Route 1 to catch a Growlithe! I’ll meet up with you after!?’ Chloe asked Cyril, but yeah, she REALLY wanted to get going.

Tim and Tom were still here, looking about curiously.

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@hatakekuro

‘ … Oooh, I know which you’re talking about,’ Zachery said, while the harbor representative ran in a panic. ‘Don’t go anywhere!’ and then he spun around, leaving Basil on the pier as his two ladies and giant polar bear.

‘Sooo, ever been interested in a life at sea?’ one of the two girls asked with a little smirk.

‘Don’t scare the kid, Mila,’ the more serious of the two commanded.

‘Eeeeh? I was just asking a question…’ the other defended…

And that’s when suddenly both them and the Beartic had to stagger and step back a little, because a huge, flying dinosaur’s giant wingspan suddenly cast a shadow on the pier, having dove down from the part of town that Basil had come from…



Pokédex Entry #142 – Aerodactyl, the Fossil Pokémon. A Pokémon who roamed the skies in the age of dinosaurs, it has today been regenerated from genetic material found in amber. It’s a savage creature that is known to go for the throats of opponents with its sharp claws.

… And from said Aerodactyl, Jacques leapt down, landing gracefully on bent knees and one hand holding his hat in place. He nodded to Basil.

‘Hello, Basil. Fancy seeing you, here,’ he quickly told and then turned to the ladies.

‘Jacques! It’s been so long! So good to see you…!’ Mila said, clasping her hands together. The more serious one also gave a little relieved smile seeing him.

‘Have you finally decided to let me challenge you again?’

‘Elma, Mila. Always a pleasure,’ Jacques said, tipping is hat. ‘I’m afraid this visit is for business, however. Is Zachery onboard?’

At that specific time, Zachery now came leaping off his ship, landing with a huge thud right in front of Basil.

‘Here you go!’ Zachery told with a proud smirk. ‘Couldn’t find any weak enough to fit a beginning trainer, but I think THIS should suit you just fine!’ he proclaimed, handing over a…



… A Pokémon Egg. Fortunately, in this game, eggs do not take up the space of a Pokémon, you can just have it in your inventory.

Basil obtained Egg!


‘… Hm. Did I pick the right egg?’ Zachery momentarily scratched the back of his head with his hook of a hand. ‘Eh, no big deal. OH, HEY, JACQUES!’ Zachery suddenly turned to Jacques and raised his hand and hook high in greeting. ‘Long time, no see! What brings you back here?’

‘You’re the one that is back, Zachery. Back from across the sea with a whole shipment of foreign Pokémon, no less, fufu,’ Jacques chuckled as he replied.

‘Yeah, can you believe them!? They’re saying I can’t release them into the wild! They don’t understand what I-’

‘Now, now, Zach. That’s not very pirate-like behavior, is it?’ Jacques interrupted him. This caused a considerable look of confusion from the pirate to Jacques. The Elite Four was happy to explain.

‘See, as a pirate, your goal is to collect treasure. Now, you HAVE treasure, in the form of Pokémon the rest of this region doesn’t have. How do you benefit? The obvious answer is that you should get something in exchange. Basically, to put it into words that will appeal to you…’ Jacques leaned forward, and Zachery did the same.

‘You’re leading a smuggling organization that provides the people with the Pokémon of the world against the wishes of our oppressive League that doesn’t want their trainers to have them, and getting some nice coin in exchange,’ Jacques whispered to Zachery, whose eyes lit up.

‘Oooh… yes… Smuggling… now that’s a pirate operation…’ Zachery smirked to match Jacques smirk, and Jacques straightened himself.

‘… It also happens to not actually be illegal to sell Pokémon. Just as long as he’s not releasing them into the wild, the Pokémon League has no problems with trainers having foreign Pokémon,’ Jacques whispered, for Basil’s ears only.

‘… Wait, isn’t that what Amethyst was doing?’ Zachery suddenly demanded with a frown, staring at Jacques.

‘Oh, no, Arceus forbid, no,’ Jacques shook his head, frowning and losing the smile. ‘Amethyst poached Pokémon far beyond the acceptable numbers in focused operations and even stole rare Pokémon from trainers. You did no such thing, did you?’ Jacques demanded, giving Zachery a sharp glare.

‘Absolutely not!’ Zachery raised his hand and placed it on his heart. ‘I may be a pirate, but I am also an honorable Pokémon Trainer who treats Pokémon with the respect they deserve! All these Pokémon were caught fair and square!’ he assured, and Jacques regained his smile.

‘Good!’ Jacques said with a satisfied nod. ‘And on the subject, there’s something you can help me with…’ he said, leaning forward and gestured for Zachery to also lean in, and then he whispered something in Zachery’s ear. Zachery smiled.

‘I’ll be right back,’ Zachery told, spinning about and back onto the ship again. Looking proud of himself, Jacques stood straight again and rolled his shoulders.

Now, if Basil wants to say anything to Jacques, we can totally assume it’s happening during this time.

Eventually, Zachery jumped back out, and handed a Pokéball over to Jacques, who looked quite pleased.

‘Thank you. Then I must take my leave, as I am somewhat in a hurry. Zachery. Mila. Elma. I’ll come to visit again when I am not as busy. Basil. Well, good for you, you got yours for free. Good luck on your journey. I’ll await you at the end,’ Jacques told, as he hoisted himself up on Aerodactyl again, and then turned the dinosaur around to fly back towards Kalmia.

‘Yes, of course I got to put prices on them! … But of course, to be fair, each person will see each of their Pokémon they want to obtain get progressively more expensive! And any rarer Pokémon got to be more expensive! … Oh, and if any of those rich oafs show up trying to buy them all, I’ll just make it hilariously expensive for them, so even they can only afford one or two! Hahahaha!’ Zachery laughed where he stood, and Mila gave a light chuckle as well.

In any case. What’s Basil doing now?





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.



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Eventually, after a while when the assembled characters can do whatever they like, something descended from the skies. Two winged creature gleaming in metal, that most assuredly, is exactly what you think it is.



Pokédex Entry #227 – Skarmory, the Armor Bird Pokémon. It is encased in hard armor, which edges is sharpened by the thorns of the bramble bushes it likes to make nests in. Unhindered it can fly at almost 190 mph. While looking heavy, its wings are hollow and light allowing for free flight.


Both birds were carrying passengers. The passenger of one of the birds jumped down before the bird had even properly landed, a girl bending her knees on landing and gently placing a hand to assist her drop, because that 100% works. The girl was wearing exceedingly casual clothes, had long that’s slight green, right? or blue? hair, and for some reason a choker as part of the aesthetic design, an unconvinced look in her eyes and an expression that she’d been bothered. She was currently standing in the front yard of the lab.

‘Oh. That’s Ellyn,’ Kalmia told Ryu, door totally being open and all. ‘I suppose she’s the one of Jacques’ trainers that was called over.’



‘I was told there’d cake,’ Ellyn said, with a surprising amount of seriousness.

Behind her, a man stepped off the other Skarmory. A man with short black hair and a uniform like he was a member of the air-force or something.



‘The task has been accomplished,’ he breathed out, and then started looking around. ‘Now, where’s Jacques? I was told he’d be paying me,’

‘Hello, Eugene! Jacques said he’d be right back!’ Kalmia told the guy decently happily.

‘… Hello, professor. Hopefully he won’t be too long, it doesn’t look good on a Freecape Ferryman’s record to be standing idle…’ Eugene replied, before settling to simply standing around for now.

‘… There was a newcomer that needed someone to battle. Who is it?’ Ellyn asked, looking a bit less thrilled about that than about cake, but still, her eyes scanned any who’d appear and looking for individuals of note.

So, what will Ryu and Cyril do?

If any of them wants to head off, here’s Pureplain City.





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.



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@Typical

Eryn safely made her way back to the entrance, prompted to avoid the laser-shooting supposedly-not death-robot in the room ahead. Wilhelm looked up in slight surprise from examining a specific bit of writing on the wall as Eryn passed by, but after her comment and smile he just raised a hand in greeting as she passed by. Quagsire made no movement that acknowledged that she was passing by, just stood there with a wide, dumb grin, watching Wilhelm with all his blueness.

The corridor that Eryn now passed through was long, and had multiple small turns. First one to the right. Then one to the left. In all respects, it was still a lot of strange footwork needed to get by, and there was the occasional Elgyem just passing by, completely ignoring her. With that, she was able to get by. The way split in two, but as she could see the way forward ended in a sudden dead end, and she could so confirm it if she went forth and checked, she’d eventually need to turn to the eastern corridor. This corridor continued for a short while until it ended in another room. In this room stood… a human. … And not just any human.

'… One way blocked by a cracked wall. I could blast it apart with my Pokémon, but I’m not allowed to use them…' he muttered, looking in the northern direction. Indeed, there was a giant wall blocking the path, but there was a crack in it.

'… And the other direction, blocked by multiple Beheeyem. As Elgyem evolves on level 42, it is questionable if I could handle them even with Pokémon…' he continued to mutter, looking to the western path this time. As he said, a group of five Beheeyem floated there in a formation, blocking the path.



Pokédex Entry #606 – Beheeyem, the Cerebral Pokémon. It can use its psychic powers to manipulate memory. It communicates with others of its kind by flashing with its three differently-coloured fingers, but the patterns have been impossible to decipher. In battle, it uses its psychic power to tamper with an opponent’s mind.


'Hmpf. How troublesome. But, I suppose this is a trial. I suppose I have no choice but to-' he suddenly looked over at Eryn, and promptly frowned.

'You… what are YOU doing here?' Oaken asked, with an accusatory tone.



Eryn’s response?



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@Gardevoiran

‘… Heh, you’re not here as tourists, are you?’ Lin asked, in response to Skylar being all serious and not seeming like he’d been paying attention to her guide-talk at all.

‘I can’t just return him! He dodges…’ Vivia replied in a mild panic about Rotom, then she turned and looked at her available means… ‘CUTIECRUEL, HELP ME!’ Vivia called. She then jumped and braced her legs against one of Cutiecruel’s tentacles, and the Tentacruel was prepared to snap with said tentacle just as Vivia pushed off with her legs, and…

The result was Vivia blasting off like a torpedo through the waters of Flooded Lakewatch and a very surprised Rotom as Vivia slammed into him and then forcefully returned him to his Pokéball as they hit the wall on the other side of a mildly confused-looking Whiscash. At that wall, Vivia spun around, bracing her legs on the wall, and then thrust away sending her gliding through the water back to the dive-bubble, which she gasped in air as she stumbled back into it.

‘… Woah. You got some strong legs, girl…’ Lin couldn’t help but comment.

‘L-let’s move on…’ Vivia requested, as she picked up Venonat to place on her shoulder again. ‘I can sense it, too… Let’s go see it.’

‘… Sense what?’ Lin asked, sort of confused, but still. The swimmer could follow their directions.

Seeing how they were doing no exploration, they headed quickly through the slight maze that was the underwater architecture of Flooded Lakewatch. The path eventually took them inside one of the soaked buildings, there were some drenched dolls floating in here as they drifted through and arrived to a… tower. A smaller tower, that led up to… the surface. There was a surface. Also, there were old markings all over the walls. That is, they were totally in the super-ancient mystical language of Braille, but let’s not have Skylar stop to read them all.

‘… Huh. I’m supposed to be your guide, but I don’t know what this is…’ Lin commented, as she then had Cutiecruel guide them up, and there they breached the surface, and arrived somewhere new.



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@Joshua Tamashii

Dorian wished her well on her journey as he went to take his leisurely walk with his Stoutland, and Amelia went on her way. She found someplace to stay, and then there’s the next day.

Amelia went through the city to the harbor, the air becoming considerably more festive and hectic as she did. After all, here’s where boats from all manner of regions arrived at Isson. There were workers everywhere, helping people and wares to get onto and off the piers, and there was this big marketplace where all sorts of things were for sale. Mail to be sent to other countries, different kinds of exchangeable items collected on distant shores, a wide variety of flutes produced overseas, weird scents from Orre that probably has no practical applications, nectar from Alola that ALSO doesn’t have any practical uses in Isson, mulch, and also a weird amount of decorations, accessories, props and décor. And, of course, clothing and fashion. There is also food, from all over the place, which may or may not be interesting to a Pokémon trainer.

There were delicacies from elsewhere around the world. Like, Rage Candy Bar from Johto, Lava Cookie from Hoenn, Old Gateau from Sinnoh, Casteliacone from Unova or the Lumiose Galette and Shalour Sable from Kalos…

Anyways, that will totally do. But that’s not what Amelia was here for. She was here looking for the ghosts she was sensing… and she found a pirate ship docked at the port. There appeared to be a positively ancient-looking yet very genuine pirate ship, crossbone flag hoisted in all honors, but also very peacefully docked here like something out of a completely different world. The ghosts in question were within the ship. … A ghost ship?

In front of said ship, stood a man looking like an exquisitely stereotypical pirate captain, with a hat, his right hand a hook, his left leg a pegleg, his hair black and cape red, and with what looked like a sword sheathed on his side. Behind said pirate captain stood two blonde girls, also in pirate-like outfits that might seriously threaten the PG nature of this roleplaying game (at least the right one). And behind them, stood a towering giant white polar bear of a Pokémon. They were currently conversing with this awkward-looking young man that Amelia had never seen before.



And, if Amelia should wish to arrive at such a point, she might also have seen them conversing with Jacques earlier in this same post, in @hatakekuro’s segment. All up to her.

What will Amelia do here?





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.





‘…’ Mariette was currently in her dark mansion with mirrors across the walls, seated in her own little gothic room of sorts by a table. In front of her, she had a very peculiar piece of work. The Dreamscape Almanac, one of the pieces that had been looted from Justine von Visceral’s library. It was a very comprehensive piece on the subject of magic relating to dreams and nightmares.

The only reason she’d taken the time to fish it out was due to the increasing amount of cases of nightmares among key individuals in non-magic Penrose. Even so, this magic… wasn’t really one she could use. Alike so many others, her expertise was best used while awake.

Still…

‘You wanted to see me, Mariette?’ a depressed voice told from the door.



‘Yes. See what you can make of this,’ Mariette said, holding out the Dreamscape Almanac to her chief engineer of magical artifacts, an aquatic monster-girl with a horrific view on life. Taihei briefly glanced over the item…

‘You sure you want to hand this to me? It’s going to be destroyed in some freak accident…’ Taihei warned.

‘I know. That’s why this is a copy,’ Mariette stated.

‘… You want me to develop dream-tech for you?’ Taihei asked, raising a monstrous eyebrow. Mariette stayed silent, looking into her mirror instead. Taihei simply did the mildest of a chuckle.

‘… Very well…’ Taihei said, before she slinked back into the shadows of the nation and Mariette could breathe out in relief that Taihei’s terrible luck hadn’t caused some kind of explosion this time. Alright, that was now out of the way. That job has been delegated.

Now, then. She had some investigations into Sammy to do.






One of the most interesting things that Deni heard about after returning to Penrose, is the fact that there was a new store in town! A Magical Store! Somewhere to actually spend all those coins that could be obtained doing missions!? What an incredible thing! So of course, Deni just had to go there! So, one of the days in here, Ronin came strolling up to the doors and pushed the doors open, and grinned excitedly as she looked inside.

‘Alright! What do we have here?’

The shop was a modest one, the shelves packed with all kinds of quirky and strange trinkets and contraptions. Brittany herself was sitting behind the counter on a stool, reading a magazine.
"I want to try that...Oh!" She discarded the magazine.
"Welcome to Brittany's Boutique! Feel free to browse as much as you like. I'll be here if you have any questions!"

Deni froze in place before smiling oh-so-widely at the little shopkeeper. ‘Ahahahaha! The shopkeeper is as tiny as me! Nice!’ Ronin commented with a little happy laugh, wholeheartedly approving. ‘Hi, Brittany! I’m Ronin, solo samurai-themed Magical Girl that’s new on the block! I have absolutely zero coins right now, but I’m here to browse so I know what I might do with said coins when I get them! If you ever find yourself in need of help, let me know, and I’ll gladly lend my aid, I know there might be something in it for me in the long run~! So, without further ado, I’ll have a look around!’ Ronin said excitedly, before spinning around to check the wares.

"That's fine!” Brittany responded, and waved for the girl. "Take as much time as you like. The store's not going anywhere, kyahaha!"

Ronin took a moment to walk about the store, inspecting the wares. The occasional ones were interesting. Friendship Stones? Essentially walkie-talkies, but with a cute name! She chuckled a bit. There was a bunch of kinds of grenades and traps on this shelf, wonder what would happen if you just threw all of them at once… A bunch of weapons, too. Yikes, they were expensive. Ronin momentarily stopped by the Lightweight Boots. ‘Oooh, that could be fun. Just jumping around everywhere. But, would that reduce the power of my attacks, too? Eh! Maybe!’ Ronin shrugged, and then she went over to look at-

Deni froze at the Infiltrator. “A device that detects and lets you infiltrate Interdimensional Homes when close to the entrance.” Tha- that. She needed that. If there ever was a way to actually get into Mariette’s home, it was that. A way to take her by surprise. Ronin swallowed a bit, and kept walking, not wanting to be seen looking at the Infiltrator too closely, but she kept its existence and price in mind. 9 silver…

Fortunately, the next thing she saw took her mind RIGHT off the Infiltrator.

‘Aaaah, plushies!’ Ronin skipped over to the shelf with the plushies, wide-eyed and happy, privately thinking that Mariette would probably love these. ‘Ooooh, this one’s of Lily, how cute~!’ Ronin commented happily, smiling so very widely, and glanced at the price… and visibly recoiled. ‘W-wha- why are they so expensive!?’ Ronin asked out loud. One of them even cost 50 gold! 50!? Who even carried that sort of money!?

"They are special collector's items!" Brittany jovially answered.

‘THE ASTOLPHO PLUSH IS 50 GOLD!’ Ronin loudly remarked, though with a grin on her face, because that’s an utter fortune. Brittany giggled in return.

"The Great Astolpho deserves only the most expensive plushies. By the way, I couldn't help but notice your interest in the Infiltrator. I could keep it locked away in case you'd like to return and buy it. They don’t sell that well anyway, so I’m gonna replace the shelf space with something else."

Ronin recoiled at Infiltrator being mentioned. Whelp. Busted. So, there’s Divinations on the list of things that could be purchased, guess hiding stuff from this shopkeeper would be hard. Ronin skipped over to the counter to lean in a bit closer, giving a little awkward smile as she did.

‘I’d be very happy if you did! And, er, I’d also be happy if you could be quiet about it!’ Ronin said, looking exceedingly vulnerable as well while smiling so widely. Brittany winked in response. And then… something else happened, immediately causing Deni to blink and look over at the entrance.

The shop trembled as two girls walked past the entrance threshold. It was as if some slumbering power had awakened with the appearance of the newly arrived. The meek looking samurai was new to Deni, but there was no mistake the woman walking in front of her was Veronica.



“The time has come, and so have I.”

— Vermilion Veronica


”Um!” The girl clutched her neon school uniform. ”What are we doing here again?”

“Making a purchase.” Veronica kept her hands behind her back as she approached the counter. Her eyes wandered over the many things stationed at the counter. They ignored all other obstacles, including Deni’s presence. It was like she wasn’t even in the room. Which, honestly, didn’t bother her too much, but they were walking straight for-

“Ahhh…”

Veronica extended her hand and picked up the Astolpho plush. “This is Astolpho, isn’t it?” She turned the doll over in her hand. “The craftsmanship is exquisite. I like how soft his cape and hair is, though they’re clearly made out of different materials.” She used her other finger to raise his arm. “The stitch work is undetectable. I feel like I’m holding a living thing rather than a doll.” She lowered her hand. “An emotion stirs in me. Is this the genuine article? The singularity? The legendary plush made in times of yore?”

Betty just swallowed before looking at Brittany. ”How much is it?”

The cheerful witch smiled with glee. "The Great Astolpho plush is a steal at 50 gold coins."

“A pittance!” Veronica raised her hand into the air. “Anyone willing to see Astolpho for such a petty sum doesn’t deserve to hold him!” She slammed her hand into the desk. When she lifted her hand upwards, a stack of gold coins had appeared under her palm. Exactly 50 gold coins.

Deni couldn’t help but kind of just stare with a wide-open mouth. And so did Brittany, her eyes now having turned to sparkles.

”Is it wise to spend money like that?” Betty’s eyes were locked on the pile of gold.

Veronica continued to hold the plush in her gloved hand, but her eyes swung over to the little Ronin in the room. “And you.” She held Astolpho closer to her chest. “What are you looking at? If you want the plush, you’re too late.”

‘Ah-!’ Ronin winced as she was actually being talked to. ‘Ah, no! Don’t mind me! I’m kinda new here, I don’t have that kind of funding, hahaha!’ she grinned and shared looking super-happy. ‘But woah, that’s amazing! Are you some kind of super-big-shot-rich-lady in town or something!?’ she asked, with a look of utter amazement at Veronica. Also, didn’t she have the strange feeling she had seen her before, somewhere?

“I am the one they call Vermilion Veronica, former Ebon Vampire, presently mother of the Crimson Cradle. Though I must admit I am not the most curious person in this shop right now.” Veronica took a step closer to the tiny Ronin. “It’s you, someone who has no money but is surrounded by things to buy.” The plush vanished in a cloud of black mist. “Do you not have a patron that pays you?”

… That sure is a fancy name, and a bunch of titles. Ooooh, this is the woman Amanda and the rest were working for! Ronin but grinned as Veronica walked closer. ‘I do not!’ she called out, as if proud of it. She took a step back, and then did a mock bow of sorts. ‘Lady Veronica, allow me to introduce myself! I am Ronin! I’m a tiny masterless samurai, aka, a tiny ronin! And… I’m basically new in town! I’m just here to whet my appetite, seeing all the kinds of things I could buy whenever I actually DO get money… You wouldn’t mind sponsoring me, would you? Actually, before that, can I be your friend!?’ Ronin asked, looking up at Veronica and grinning happily.

“My friend?” Veronica ran her finger down the bridge of her own nose. “We’ll see. I don’t typically befriend people unless there’s some benefit.” She extended her hand. A puff of black smoke tumbled down from her fingers, and before long there was a contract in her hand. “I don’t do sponsorships. But if you wish to be my friend, a loan might not be a bad place to start. Especially if you’re looking for spending money.”

‘Aw, you don’t hang out with people and just have fun sometimes? I can be your that kind of friend!’ Ronin said, smiling so widely. And then… there was that part about sponsorship. The tiny Magical Girl basically recoiled. ‘Woah- you mean it!? Awesome! Thank you! Let’s see this contract!’ Ronin called excitedly, hopefully being let to look it over for Veronica. ‘This… this is excellent. I wholeheartedly accept, lady Veronica!’ Ronin said with a grin. Now, there was a scary part in that about losing her arm if she tried to escape the deal, but she wasn’t gonna flee, so that’s fine! She’d earn that money quickly enough! If Eli was around, she’d probably complain about Deni being too trusting right now, but eh! If Amanda and those trusts her, than she could too! Let’s see what happens!

“So you wish to sign? You’re sure?” After seeing the tiny ronin nod, Veronica stepped closer to her. “I noticed you haven’t signed it yet. I suppose you need some help.” Veronica’s free hand shot into Ronin’s shoulder. The impact was hard enough to drive the woman’s fingers inside of Ronin’s flesh. Her blood oozed over Veronica’s fingers, which she brushed along the girl’s lips. “If you wish to be my friend, why not sign with a kiss?” Veronica grinned as she pressed the contract against Ronin’s blood stained lips. Once signed, the contract disappeared in a puff of black smoke. That was when Veronica pressed her fingers against the side of her head.

”Veronica!” Betty knelled beside her employer. ”Are you okay?”

But her employer’s health and mood was confirmed with dark laughter. “Ronin, you did not read the fine print very closely.” Veronica stood upright. “The thoughts of anyone who signs my contracts are no secret to me. Their minds are open books I may freely peruse of my own accord. I do this to protect myself from Mint spies.” She extended her blood stained hand to Ronin. “But you could save me some time explaining what happened since your death, Deni.”

Ronin was about to comment on her lack of a pen, when instead she had to recoil because of a sudden intrusion into her shoulder. ‘O-ow-!?’ she winced, wide-eyed. She was not used to bleeding. Not used to having a body that could bleed. She continued to be in a state of mild shock as her own blood was put on her lips and Veronica pressed the contract at her lips, the little girl wincing back after the fact. Then, as Veronica described what had just happened… ‘… Okay, yeah, I probably should have been seeing red flags when I heard the word “vampire”, haha!’ Deni said, regaining her grin at the end of the sentence.

‘Still, uh, the deal wasn’t necessarily bad for me, right? I can still borrow coins, repay them, and then just be on my way after, right…?’ Deni grinned a bit more, because, well, that’s how the deal looked to her. ‘Still, um… don’t… use that name if you can avoid it. If you-know-who hears it… I’ll be recollected so fast you don’t even know. And, uh, let’s assume she has no ears in the shop, but can we talk somewhere else? Indoors, secure? Because… she sure has a lot of ears…!’ Deni said, not being able to help it but to grin in the face of strange turns of horrifying events. ‘That goes for you, too!’ Deni called back to Brittany. ‘You didn’t hear that. Okay~?’ Brittany responded with a thumbs up and an exaggerated wink.

“Very well, we will table this for now.” The blood on Veronica’s fingers vanished in a puff of smoke. “So long as you do not betray me. Because your arm will be the first thing I take, not the last.” Veronica leaned against the counter. “Your first loan, how much would you like?”

Weeeeeeeell… there was that one thing that Deni wanted… ‘… Yeah, nine silvers should do~!’

A black ring appeared on Deni’s left bicep, which wrapped around her entire arm. Then nine silver rings appeared on it, which faded into existence as the coins came tumbling out of her hand. “There you are.” Veronica looked over Brittany’s items. “I’ve come to get what I want, but I do wonder Brittany, do you have need for more supplies?” She placed both hands on the counter.

Brittany nodded, looking up at the taller woman with a happy smile.
"I'm always in the market for new stock to sell!"

“I have some items that might interest you. You see, I have a great collection of magical weapons and artifacts. All unique and one of a kind. I grade them from A to C. A items I use exclusively for myself and my best agents, B items are given to the rest. But the C items…” She shrugged. “… Are not quite what my agents need. They’re not useless. They’re quite exotic actually, but cursed. I think that gives them their allure however.” The Astolpho plush appeared in her hand, which she began prodding with her finger. “Normally I would not let a merchant touch any sort of cradle gear, but you have been good to me. The swimsuits and this plush were of the highest quality.”

"I'm glad you think so! Huh...Cursed, you say?" Brittany repeated, rubbing her chin in a contemplative manner.
"Depends on what kind of curses we're talking about here. I can't sell stuff that would seriously harm it's user, at least not without some kind of benefit."

Deni took a deep breath and smiled as the black ring wrapped around her arm deposited those nine silvers into her hand. Alright. Guess that worked out, huh? She placed the coins on the counter. ‘And I guess I’ll be getting that Infiltrator!’ she simply stated, just aside from Veronica and Brittany’s current discussion, all those coins already to be spent.

Veronica shrugged. “Seems you have a business transaction to take care of. We can talk once you’ve helped them.” She stepped off to the side. “I’m sure she’d like to start working off her debt as soon as possible.”

Brittany smirked, fully aware of Veronica’s scheme.
"Alrighty then!" She gave the Infiltrator device to Deni and counted the coins.
"Thank you very much!"

‘Awesome, thank you!’ Deni said, quickly taking the Infiltrator and pocketing it, because she didn’t want anyone to know she had it. So, now, she spun to Veronica, and… ‘Well, okay. Where do we talk? When? How? Is it safe? Should I just run off for now and let you talk to Brittany? How do I contact you? Hahahaha, this is an excellent start,’ Deni said with a grin, and needing to think this over for a bit.

“I will meet with you when you lay your head down tonight. My link with your mind will last the duration of the contract, so I’ll know when you’re alone.” Veronica stated.

‘What a lovely arrangement! Alright! I’m staying with a friend, so I might not be alone when I lay my head down tonight, but alright! I’ll see you then, my mindly accomplice!’ Deni said with a wide grin, before turning to Brittany and- ‘And I’ll be back after I’ve paid back the loan and either gotten a new loan or gotten money of my own! I’ll see you then!’ Deni said, before she turned and skipped out the door. Whoops, okay, that happened. Wonder what other big shots she’d yet to coincidentally accidentally get accompanied with!?




Mariette and Amaryllis and Nuncio

Findings of the Portal Sleuth

An evening some days after Mariette’s conversations with the two, Amaryllis and Nuncio both found themselves receiving the absolutely briefest of phone calls.

‘Are you available?’ Mariette asked.

When they were free, cracks in reality opened in front of them, round portals to a different area of the town through them. Through the portals, they could see what looked like a normal-looking apartment, the lights lit by the bulbs in the roof and just a homely mess of books, shelves, paper, carpets and paintings, browns and yellows the primary colours. It clearly didn’t belong to the one who had taken residue in the apartment. There sat a simple table for four people, two of which chairs were occupied. One was by bunny. The other was Mariette, who was looking down on the papers on the table, which appeared to be a map.

To each of the two in turn, Eli the slime harpy showed up at the opening of the portal to bow politely to them and greet them.

‘Mistress Mariette desires your presence. Would you like some tea?’ Eli asked, looking at them attentively. If she got their answers, she’d turn around and hurry to the kitchen regardless.

In case they actually entered, Mariette had a short statement to make. She looked a slight bit annoyed.

‘I apologize for summoning you like this, but I have reasons not to have this conversation by phone. Please, sit down. I have something brief to tell you both.’

They’d find that the portals for each of them had opened side by side, Amaryllis on the left and Nuncio on the right.

For a moment, Amaryllis was bothered. The portal lead to a normal place, for sure, but it was normal enough that she certainly didn’t want to go into it when monster blood still clung to her body. A week had passed now, and still, the barrier had not yet fully recovered. Troublesome, certainly. She held out her hand and manifested her Big Backpack once more to retrieve a bottle of water, pouring the contents over her head before quickly scrubbing the viscera off her face and body. In the end, the Knight of Rose still smelled like the rusted roses that bloomed around her, but at least she was no longer bloodstained.

Just a bit wet.

Stepping through the portal and brushing back her damp hair, she smiled towards Eli, shaking her head in response to the offer for tea. She leaned over the table beside Mariette, one hand planted on the table as she poured over the maps. “Sage,” Amaryllis spoke, “What have you learned?”

Nuncio did not hesitate to walk through the portal. Given what was at stake, it wasn’t hard to picture why. He simply gave a nod to all present before standing at attention. Amaryllis had asked the important question, and it fell on Mariette to deliver.

The portals closed behind them, leaving them inside the apartment. Eli showed up next to Amaryllis offering a towel.

‘I will tell you. But first, I must ask both of you. Are either of you affiliated with the Ebon Mint?’ Mariette asked. And she’d know if they lied. She was pretty sure on Amaryllis. Less so on Nuncio.

“No,” was Amaryllis’s clipped response.

”I’ve had dealin’s with ‘em before. Can’t say I trust ‘em.” He folded his arms. ”They got my Sammy?”

‘Alright. Before I start, tell me that you have no intention of reporting any of this to the Mint, and that you’re willing to oppose the Mint if they have Sammy,’ Mariette said. Simply because house-cleaning and being prepared. If he could say that without lying, then he was cleared for hearing the rest.

”You think I’d tell them anything? Let alone I’m bustin’ my girl out?” His irises lit up. ”NO! I ain’t gunna tell em shit about what we’re doing! Ya dumb broad! I wanna bust her out, not get locked up with her!”

Mariette winced a bit. She'd asked to appease her light-specialized truth-detector, but that wasn't exactly pleasant. Regardless, she got what she wanted.

‘A-alright. Then, here goes,’ Mariette told, before taking a moment to calm down and focus again. And then…

‘Indeed. Word on the streets is that Sammy was taken by the Ebon Mint. I have not found any evidence to support this, but at this point the list of likely kidnappers is dreadfully short,’ Mariette started out with, crossing her arms and looked at them with a frown. ‘What I do have evidence of, is that she was kidnapped. I will not tell you my means, for they are my secrets and you will have to take me at my word, but I found her trail just before she was kidnapped and followed her. And, it appears Sammy was doing what she does; investigating a murder.’

‘In this alley…’ Mariette put a finger down on the map, on the alley in question. ‘Sammy found the body of a Valerie Herztein. The name matches a common worker at a restaurant specializing in pizza and ice cream called Virtuous Pie, which seems innocent enough.’ Mariette briefly poked at the location of said restaurant, before continuing her debriefing. ‘Shortly after finding the body, Sammy screamed, and was taken. I would have told you by whom, except whoever it was blinded me. That alley became a blind zone just as the perpetrator struck. This may have been just blacking out any magic, or it might have been meant specifically for me.’

‘I don’t know who attacked her. I couldn’t find their presence or how they then left the alley. It’s like they’re aware of me and have the means to avoid me. Which is… most unsettling,’ Mariette said, explaining her annoyed look. ‘... That said, I managed to pick up her trail again, and I did so in the present, not the past, which should mean that she was not killed in that alley. She was taken here,’ she told with finality, as she brought her finger down on the map, hitting it decently hard on a warehouse by the docks on the map.

‘We have three places we can potentially investigate. I have examined none, in fear of my own safety. The first is the alley where Sammy was taken, which could just be an empty alley, but it could also be something far more sinister. The second is Virtuous Pie, a seemingly innocent restaurant, which is probably exactly what it appears to be, or maybe it's far more insidious. But, one of its employees was murdered and it’s a place to ask around. The third… is the warehouse where Sammy was taken, if her trail is to be believed. She may be there, trapped and suffering, awaiting to be rescued. However, I did never see her, I just followed the trail. It is worth noting whoever this is has avoided me until now. They may have been tricking me. The trail may be fake and this could be a trap. We might go there, only for the trap to trigger to murder anyone who entered. If it’s the Ebon Mint we’re up against, then no amount of caution is exaggerated.’

With that, Mariette sat back, and then fished up bunny from the adjacent seat to put into her lap and lightly press against her stomach in a little hug. ‘So, with this information, what will you do?’

Nuncio placed a hand under his chin. ”Fuck, FUCK!” He lifted his foot up to kick something, but with nothing nearby but Amaryllis, he lowered his foot back to the ground. ”Alright.” With a deep breath, he regained his composure. ”I’m gunna say, if the warehouse is undah Mint watch, best to look everywhere else first. Might get a clue what we’re walkin’ into.” He bit one of his fingers. ”Gotta be careful though. Sammy can see the future and she got ambushed. Wouldn’t mind havin’ some backup when we poke around.” Nuncio looked to Amaryllis as he said this.

It was a lot to take in. A waitress from the Virtuous Pie, dead, and Sammy, who investigated that death, kidnapped. Amaryllis sat down after all, her brows furrowed as she did what she could to piece all the bits together. The Mint, if they truly did perpetuate this crime, was a big target to go after, bigger even than the Ascendancy. Might not be a Greater Horror, but with an organization that enigmatic and that large…

It was fine. She had slain behemoths before. About time she tried out hydras.

“Magic that conceals individuals from divination is problematic, but workable,” Amaryllis spoke, her thumb grazing the pommel of her Sword. “We’ll begin our investigations at the Virtuous Pie, then the alleyway, and end with that warehouse. As far as backup goes...if it’s really the Mint that we’re going after, I hesitate to bring too many into the fold.”

But that was all just hesitation. If things came to it, well, Amaryllis certainly knew someone who was once part of the Mint.

”No backup?” Nuncio shrugged. ”Risky, but I don’t even know who I’d call. We’ll just have to be cautious. My cats are great spies. The smaller ones anyway.” He slapped his hands together. ”I’ve got no problem with that order. Sounds good to me. I can divine stuff if necessary.”

‘… Risky, indeed. Backup might not be necessary when investigating the restaurant or the alley, but when knocking down the door of the warehouse some more firepower would be greatly appreciated,’ Mariette told, and she didn’t really want to bring her own forces into this. ‘I do know some people I could contact, who I don’t think would object. There are good-hearted people in town, who even without having a connection to us may jump at the opportunity to help in a rescue-mission… but you don’t want to get them involved for their own safety, is that what I heard? Or is it because they may have Mint ties?’ Mariette asked Amaryllis.

“When we storm their gates, having stalwart companions on our side will be a blessing I shall not refuse,” Amaryllis replied. “But until we are certain that the Mint still has Sammy, until we have completed our investigations and reconnaissance to the best of our capability, I do not wish to draw the ire of the Mint upon those not deeply involved. For war, an army. For rescue, a squadron.”

Nuncio nodded in agreement. ”As ticked as I am that the Mint is involved, I gots some good news.” He passed a note to Mariette. ”Open a portal at that address. Ya gunna find a friend ya never knew ya had.” He winked at her..

‘… Very well,’ Mariette eventually nodded to Amaryllis words. Then, she blinked a bit as Nuncio passed her a note. ‘Huh? A friend?’ she asked. Friend? What friend? Now she was very curious. And also… ‘Should I get said friend now?’ she asked, while also fishing out her phone out of her hammerspace handbag to (slowly) type down the address to search (showing very much she isn’t used to phones) because she isn’t exactly keeping track of the street names and numbers.

”Just do it! ya a paranoid little bean ain’t ya?”

Eventually, after Eli had ran over to help, Mariette figured out the address. Those present might note a remarkable amount of time between starting to use magic and a portal actually appearing, the first one just to find the building from above and then the second and third portal homing in opening with much more dramatic speed. Finally, she found the right room, opened a portal-

, and saw it riding on the back of a white tiger.

”Come on Rossa!”

The tiger stepped through the portal with its special passenger. It was a plush bunny with mostly pink fur but a white tummy. Much like Mariette’s current bunny, it wore no clothes. But it had an eyepatch with a bunny insignia on it and wore a madcap. It was hard to deduce much more without hugging it, but it looked soft.

”Might be a bit early, but she’s ready for ya.”

Mariette immediately winced back, having not expected the white tiger come through and into the room not entirely made to have a tiger inside it. However, any distraction the tiger might have been completely and utterly vanished as Mariette saw the bunny on top of the tiger. She immediately placed one hand in front of bunny’s eyes.

‘D-don’t peek, bunny,’ she told her bunny, before picking him up and placing him with his back to the rest of the room in the other chair. Mariette then got up, drifting over with a wide, amazed eye, slowly lifting up the new bunny from Rossa’s back. Mariette took some time, admiring every last detail, the eyepatch with the insignia, the different colours, the cap… but before long, she edged back towards the table, looking like she’d completely forgotten she might be looked at. She placed the mostly pink bunny on the table, and then picked up her old bunny…

‘So, um, bunny? I was thinking that maybe it got lonely, having nobody but me to comfort you all the time…’ Mariette said, her voice a lot softer than usual. ‘… so I had uncle Nuncio make a companion for you,’ she said, placing her old bunny on the same table, now with both bunnies facing one another. ‘B-be nice to one another, okay?’ Mariette said, watching the two immobile bunnies looking at one another… before she promptly crouched, putting her eye-level at the same level of the bunnies’ eyes, grabbing their little arms and then having the arms touch, letting the “hands” of the bunnies touch…

and then Mariette promptly hugged them both, her one eye looking a bit overwhelmed as she squeezed both bunnies against one another.

Shortly thereafter, she deposited the bunnies on the leftover chair, taking extra care to ensure they looked like they were holding hands. The old nostalgic bunny and the new pretty bunny. Mariette clasped her hands together in front of them. ‘I now pronounce you, bunny and bunny.’

With that, Mariette stood up again and turned to the other two in the room, blushing considerably. ‘Um…’ she made a noise, and then bowed lightly to Nuncio. ‘Thank you… so very much.’

Amaryllis blinked. And before the Sword could remind her of all the murdering and slaying that had to be done, the Knight of Rose said, “Damn, you’re cute.”

A Horror was a Horror, but Mariette ought to be protected, at least.

From her hand, a silvered clover wove itself out, gleaming with an internal light, and she offered it to Mariette. “Keep this with you, will you? Decided that if we’re going up against the Mint, it’s best to have some assurance after all.”

Nuncio graciously tipped his head and lowered his hat over his chest. ”Ya gettin’ me closer ta Sammy. The least I could do was this.” Once he put his hat back on his head, he turned to look at Amaryllis. ”We gettin’ started soon then? Am ready for anything.”

Mariette blinked a bit in surprise at Amaryllis’ comment. It had not been her intention to be cute, and she frankly had no idea what to do with this information, other than rise from her bow and look a little awkward. Still, she nodded to Nuncio’s acknowledgement, happy that he was fine with this. Then she was offered a clover from Amaryllis, which also confused her a bit, but she could guess as to what power that it might hold. ‘… I will. Thank you,’ Mariette said, taking hold of the clover, and… for now not knowing what to do with it, so she held it. ‘… Yes. Allow me to continue assisting you. You’ll need my portals if you end up ambushed,’ Mariette told. She felt really indebted to these two, now.

“I’ll check out the Pie then,” Amaryllis said, straightening her back, “If you’re willing to go to the alley solo?”

”I don’t do nothin’ solo.” Rossa rubbed her head against his leg. ”Let’s do this.”
@Savo @hatakekuro @BlackMaiden

Rodger nodded to Cyril’s statements, and then he was away, disappearing down the street along with the sound of his bike’s engine. Now, then.

Cyril and Basil had his exchange, and then headed into the lab once again, noticing the situation, and… one thing led to another, and…

Kalmia glanced at Cyril a bit, while Jacques was still looking on his phone… before Aster snapped the phone out of his hand. Jacques hadn’t actually made any motion to stop the action, but also didn’t seem even the slightest startled as he raised a curious eyebrow at Cyril, not paying any attention in the slightest at the little creature that had taken the phone. With that, Cyril went outside the door… and when they were outside, Jacques took out a Pokéball, and promptly released a purple, winged Pokémon that floated up into the air, silently.



Pokédex Entry #472 – Gliscor, the Fang Scorpion Pokémon. It hangs upside down awaiting prey. When the chance presents itself, it swoops in and carries off the prey with its lengthy tail, and its elongated fangs do the rest. It’s able to fly completely soundless without flapping its wings, it’s said catching a single light breeze once could carry it around the globe.


‘Make sure he doesn’t do anything too offensive with my phone,’ Jacques said, gesturing at the door, and Gligar nodded before exceedingly soundlessly gliding for the door, and totally made it out the closed door somehow. Cyril never noticed. Stealthy Pokémon is stealthy.

Regardless. Cyril wasn’t actually disturbed by anything until he came in again. He had his thing to Ryu, with Kalmia giving him an odd look, and Jacques looking mildly curious. Then, when Cyril handed the phone back… not a single second was wasted before the phone started ringing.

‘I do believe I have to take this,’ Jacques said, looking lightly amused as he answered the phone and, for now, walked out of the building as well, Gliscor flying down from seemingly nowhere and landing beside him when he got outside. I suddenly noticed Gliscor is 2 meters tall. I didn’t expect that. Yikes, big stealthy Pokémon.

Regardless. Cyril is in Kalmia’s lab, Pureplain City.





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.



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@hatakekuro

‘Oh, alright! I guess I might see you later, then!’ Chloe said to Basil, at some point, maybe before he went outside, still, that’ll do.

And so, Basil went through the city to the harbor, the air becoming considerably more festive and hectic as he did. After all, here’s where boats from all manner of regions arrived at Isson. There were workers everywhere, helping people and wares to get onto and off the piers, and there was this big marketplace where all sorts of things were for sale. Mail to be sent to other countries, different kinds of exchangeable items collected on distant shores, a wide variety of flutes produced overseas, weird scents from Orre that probably has no practical applications, nectar from Alola that ALSO doesn’t have any practical uses in Isson, mulch, and also a weird amount of decorations, accessories, props and décor. And, of course, clothing and fashion. There is also food, from all over the place, which may or may not be interesting to a Pokémon trainer.

There were delicacies from elsewhere around the world. Like, Rage Candy Bar from Johto, Lava Cookie from Hoenn, Old Gateau from Sinnoh, Casteliacone from Unova or the Lumiose Galette and Shalour Sable from Kalos…

Anyways, that will totally do. Not entirely that much that a new Pokémon Trainer might be interested in…

There was something very odd docked at the harbor, however. If Basil wasn’t seeing visions, there appeared to be a positively ancient-looking yet very genuine pirate ship, crossbone flag hoisted in all honors, but also very peacefully docked here like something out of a completely different world. And, in front if it, stood a man arguing with a positively terrified-looking harbor-representative…

‘What do you mean, “you can’t do that”!? Don’t you realize what I’m doing!?’ a man looking like an exquisitely stereotypical pirate captain said, with a hat, his right hand a hook, his left leg a pegleg, his hair black and cape red, and with what looked like a sword sheathed on his side. Behind said pirate captain stood two blonde girls, also in pirate-like outfits that might seriously threaten the PG nature of this roleplaying game (at least the right one), their arms crossed looking as unhappy as their captain. And behind them, stood a towering giant white polar bear of a Pokémon, also looking angry. Very angry.



‘Sir Zachery, I’m telling you, this time you might actually end up in trouble…!’ the sort of scared representative he was talking to said.

‘What kind of trouble!?’ Zachery demanded, his voice one who was used to his every command being followed. He threw out his hand, and declared. ‘The people of Isson have always been proud of the variety of the Pokémon found on their region, declaring that all Pokémon could be found here… but that is not so!’ He threw out both of his hands(hand and hook) in a majestic display. ‘So I chose to be the savior of the people! I have returned from across the sea, where I collected specimen of every single Pokémon that does not naturally inhabit Isson, ready to release all over the land! Isson would finally be the land where any Pokémon can be found! And you’re telling me I can’t!?

Behind him, the two girls gave their respective “hmpfs” of unsatisfaction, and the bear breathed out in frustration, looking ready to attack.

‘I-I’m sorry, sir!’ the person who looked inadequately prepared to handle someone with this big a personality sounded. ‘But what you’re talking about is introducing non-native Pokémon to Isson! They’d be invasive species, and there’s no telling what would happen! I know you have a tendency not to follow the rules, being a pirate and all, but I implore you, PLEASE check with the Pokémon League, and consider the environment of Isson before you make hasty decisions…!’

‘Huff!’ the pirate crossed his arms, looking utterly unhappy. ‘Then what am I supposed to do with my hull full of cross-regional Pokémon!?’ he complained, tapping the ground in irritation with the toes on his not-pegleg foot, looking away from the harbor representative…

… And that was, assuming Basil was anywhere close right now, Zachery’s eyes suddenly zeroed in on him. And the scary pirate grinned. ‘YOU THERE!’ Zachery called to Basil, pointing with his giant hook. The eyes of the girls, as well as the Beartic, also turned to look at him. ‘It’s your lucky day! Now tell me, what kind of Pokémon do you want!? Describe it to me!’

Basil is, of course, free to turn tail and just run, or otherwise reject the suggested offer.





Connected areas:
Route 1. Easier path, just follow the bigger road.
Route 2. Walk through quite an amount of suburbs until you eventually reach the path.
Sea. There’s water, alright. Can take you anywhere you want to go, assuming you have means to traverse it.



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@Joshua Tamashii Amelia senses ghost-Pokémon by the harbor.
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