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Eryn Montero

Frozen Cave || Evening

Eryn hit the bottom of the ice slide with a skid, boots scrambling for grip. Catching movement in the corner of her eyes, she turned in time to see the other trainer sprinting full-tilt straight at the Glalie.

“Are you—?” Eryn blinked, caught between disbelief and admiration as the guy cartwheeled away from a beam of ice. “You’re insane,” she breathed, adjusting her grip on Dei. “But sure, I’ll take it.”

Her mind raced as she braced against the ice, shielding Dei with one hand as the icy wind of the Glalie’s Frost Breath raked across the cave floor. From what she could tell of the Glalie and Golduck’s collision, this battle was well out of her Pokémon’s capabilities. Support or distraction were her best bets here—and keeping her team out of harm’s way.

“Dei, Smokescreen!”

Dei growled and loosed a blast of smoke toward the charging ice-type. It wasn’t much, but it was thick enough to obscure the Glalie's vision for a few seconds, and Eryn took this time to duck behind a jagged outcrop, popping another Pokéball off her belt.

“Peri, on me—quiet,” she said, releasing the Onix beside her.

Peri emerged with a low rumble, her stony coils bracing against the cave floor as she took in the chaos from the edge of the cave.

“Stealth Rock as much as you can,” Eryn said, pointing to a point between the two Glalie.

Peri shifted her weight and slammed her tail down. Cracks split across the floor in every direction, and stones burst up across the room, scattered at different heights. They hung, spinning slowly in the cold air, sharp enough to hurt a fast-moving Pokemon.

“Make them charge!” Eryn called out from behind the ice. If something moved fast enough, hopefully they’d run straight into the rocks.





Claris


Claris stepped through the glass doors just as the girl beside her gave the receptionist a wave and a chipper thank-you. The girl—short, bright-eyed, breathless—offered Claris a quick smile as she took off in the wrong direction.

Claris didn’t say anything. She just watched the girl sail past the right door without breaking stride. When the girl looked back and saw Claris heading the opposite way, there was a visible pause—then a sheepish double-back.

The automatic doors hissed open to the lab.

Coffee hit first—strong and bitter, curling through the cold sterility of chrome and glass. Machines blinked and muttered at the edges of the room, all clean lines and quiet purpose. She kept her hands to herself. Nothing here needed her touch.

Professor Kapoc stood at a cluttered desk, half-shadowed by too-long bangs, cradling a mug that looked better suited for stew than coffee. One eye was visible, red-rimmed and unimpressed. His posture didn’t exactly radiate warmth.

“You’re late, after I explicitly told you two to get here 8 AM sharp.”

Claris didn’t blink. Her voice came out clear, even.

“Train from Valstille was delayed. I came straight here once it arrived.”

A short pause.

“If timing’s critical moving forward, I’ll plan around a wider margin. Just wanted to be clear this one wasn’t avoidable.”

Behind her, Vivian was already explaining—something about storms, sea routes, and Gyarados migrations. Claris didn’t interrupt, but the mention of sea serpents drew her attention.

Migrations that close to shore this early in the season were uncommon. Gyarados moved with purpose, rarely without cause, and if they were reacting to a storm, it had to have been massive. Pressure drop, maybe, or tectonic movement offshore. She tucked the note away—quietly, with the rest.

Something to look into later.




Claris


The train hissed to a halt with a final lurch, and Claris was on her feet before the doors finished sliding open. Grand Glory City unfolded before her in crisp lines and humming streetlamps, its clean-cut skyline still too new to feel real. Not rebuilt, just built. A city without ruins. Without ghosts.

She adjusted the strap of her bag, boots clicking neatly against the platform tiles as she stepped off. The crowd moved around her like water, but didn’t touch her—some unspoken wall in her posture doing all the work. She liked it that way.

The lab wasn’t far. She’d memorized the map. She didn’t need to stop or look around.

Still, the closer she got, the tighter her chest felt. Not nerves. Not quite. Just… pressure. Like a first move in a match that mattered more than anyone watching knew.

The building was sleek and functional, wrapped in glass and steel. She approached, and her reflection flickered across the door for a second too long. Pale. Clean-cut. A little too stiff in the shoulders.

She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t knock.

She stepped inside and said, “Claris. I’m here for my assignment.”

And if her voice was colder than it needed to be, well. That was by design.






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Eryn Montero

Frozen Cave || Evening

Movement in the corner of her vision alerted Eryn to the fact that there were, in fact, shadows following her. Sneasels, from the look of it, and uncharacteristically noticeable in the fading daylight that reflected throughout the cave’s icy walls.

“Maybe they’re just curious,” she whispered when Dei growled at them menacingly, though she noted that there were at least two shadows and counting. Best to hurry, then.

The passageway opened into a room, and the sounds quickly placed themselves. A Glaceon was engaged in battle with a large Golduck and its trainer, though it seemed strangely one-sided. From what the guy was saying, it seemed he wanted to recruit the Glaceon, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer despite all the icy chunks of refusal being launched his way. Eryn could relate to that—and respect it.

A mix between a scrape and a growl echoed over her shoulder, and her heart jumped as she made out the two shapes floating over: Glalie.

Eryn swallowed, eyes darting between her options. Interrupt the trainer’s rather unsuccessful attempt at convincing the Glaceon and enlist him in certain battle, or draw the Glalie away and buy him some more time. Between the trainer’s shouting, which was loud enough that Eryn couldn’t blame the Glalie, and Mason’s warning about Glalie being much higher leveled than the usual wilds ringing in her ears, Eryn’s choice seemed pretty clear to her.

“Hey, how about you just show the Glaceon what the Pokemon you train are capable of?” Eryn yelled, sliding down the ice in haste so she wouldn’t get popsicled. Getting trounced by Glalie wasn’t in her plans for today—or ever. “Or, just help a girl out!”





Eryn Montero

Frozen Cave || Evening

After apologizing to all the miners attracted by Peri’s roar, Eryn and her team headed to the cave’s tunnels and into the interior of the mountain network. The whistling of wind prompted her to recall all her Pokemon except Dei, who she picked up and stepped outside with.

The Frozen Cave was, in short, magnificent. Snow swirled through the air in plumes, and even in the shade of the mountain, the dazzling white landscape was hard to look at.

“Wow,” Eryn said, shielding her eyes with a hand as she walked towards the edge of the platform. The spikes at the bottom of her boots had proved useful in the cave’s icy interior, but they were pivotal to her safety now.

A passing gust blew a piece of snow into her open mouth, which prompted her on her way. Through the snow she went, searching for wilds as she headed to the next tunnel. Her team performed mostly as expected, though Atha’s Ember proved too weak to one-shot the stronger wilds. As such, she was relegated to the weaker ones—and given an Oran berry for her troubles, courtesy of a passing Delibird.

Just like those in the cave, the Delibird out here made a point of stopping by Eryn and handing her a treat. By the fourth berry, she’d learned to expect such, but then came the unexpected: The fifth Delibird handed her something spiny, black, and curled into itself. Upon closer examination, Eryn realized that she was, in fact, holding a dead bug.

“I, um?” Eryn looked to the Delibird and was met with a cheery “Del!” and wave before the Delibird turned to leave. So there she stood, holding the dead bug, trying to come up with her next action.

Dei, having apparently gotten tired of her inaction, leaned out and blew on the dehydrated husk, which flew right out of Eryn’s hand.

“Dei!” Eryn gave in to her first instinct and chased after the husk, but she could only watch as it drifted over the edge of the mountain and disappeared into the snowy abyss below.

“Well,” she said when they weren’t able to see the husk anymore, “maybe that’s for the best.”

A sharp noise echoed out from deeper within the cave. It sounded suspiciously like… a shout?

“Alright, one more adventure before bed,” Eryn said, adjusting her grip on her grumpy source of warmth. “Maybe they need help.”





Eryn Montero

Frozen Cave || Afternoon

Eryn exhaled when the ball clicked, , walking over and picking it up with a grin. “That was easier than I expected.”

Her Pokedex prompted her to transfer one of her Pokemon to the box, and she sent the “Voltorb’s” Pokeball right along. Then, after checking the time, she stretched her limbs, looking over her Pokemon. “You all up for some training before bed? Or are we all tired?”

Atha jumped, immediately outraged by the accusation of tiredness, and Dei shared her look of displeasure. Peri, however, decided to voice her opinions, and a loud roar echoed through the halls of the Frozen Cave.

“Okay, okay, not tired, got it,” Eryn said, uncovering her ears with a wince. Still, she smiled; she couldn’t ask for more than enthusiasm. So, after calling out the rest of her team and having Eri take on the form of a Delibird—“To blend in, of course!”—they were on their way to explore further offerings of the cave.





Eryn Montero

Frozen Cave || Afternoon

Seeing that Geodude was among the Pokemon helping to mine, Eryn called out Peri as well, explaining the mining basics she’d heard to the Onix. Peri, though, wasn’t too interested in what she had to say. Instead, the Onix glanced repeatedly at the newest member of the team, prompting Eryn to stop to make introductions.

“Peri, meet Atha. Atha, Peri.”

Atha looked up and gave the towering Onix a cautious grin. Peri, however, looked down with some amount of contempt, glancing between Atha and Dei. Eryn got the feeling that she wasn’t too impressed by the addition of yet another small Pokemon to the team.

Between that, Dei’s sour expression, and the growing uncertainty in Atha’s, Eryn figured she had her work cut out for her.

“Alright, let’s get to mining, you three,” she said, herding them over to a free face of ice. She rapped her knuckles on the ice, noting that it was hard and cold enough to attempt to freeze her knuckles to it rather than melt. “Atha and Dei, get started with Embers. When they let up, go in with a Dig, Peri.”

Her Pokemon got started, then fell into a rhythm of sorts. Peri made a lot more progress with every swipe than Atha and Dei as it was faster to cast aside ice than it was to melt it. Together, though, the group made respectable progress, and they quickly came across their first frozen Pokemon, which her Pokedex identified as a Numel.

“Huh, wonder how it got frozen.” Eryn looked the quadrapedal fire-type up and down.

As she circled it, her feet knocked into a rock that was quite out of place, least of all because it was surrounded by a landscape of ice. The strange markings on it prompted Eryn to pick it up, and after looking over it, she pocketed it, figuring that she’d ask the miners about it later.

Further digging uncovered an orange and tan sphere, which seemed like it was made of wood at closer examination. The strange groove on its surface, as well as its size, made Eryn suspect that it may be a Pokemon, but the Pokedex entry that popped up didn’t match at all.

“A wooden Voltorb?” She looked between the screen and frozen sphere, frowning. It wasn’t like the Pokedex to make an identification error though. “All right, that warrants some digging. Let’s get it out—but be careful now!”

Dei and Atha did most of the work here, spewing controlled flames to lick off all the ice surrounding the sphere. Peri watched mildly from the side after being repeatedly shooed off by Eryn when she tried to “help.”

Soon enough the sphere was freed, and it sat on the icy floor, barely moving. But, when its eyes opened, Eryn grinneed.

“Alright, you got me. This is too interesting to pass up,” she said, whipping out a Pokeball. “Hopefully the professor likes gifts!”

She tossed the Pokeball at the ‘Voltorb’, watching as it was absorbed by the ensuing beam. The frozen Pokemon seemed relatively dazed already, but if a fight was necessary, a fight it would be.





Eryn Montero

Frozen Cave || Afternoon

“Yes please! Thank you,” Eryn said, putting Dei down and taking one of the offered coats. She made a mental note to remember to return the coat later as she rubbed her hands together and blew warm air onto them.

The revelation that even the miners didn’t know how the Lord got there made Eryn’s eyes sparkle. What other mysteries lay frozen in the ice? So much of the world seemed full of mysteries. Her meeting with Azelf and Palkia proved that not everything was as it seemed, but natural phenomenon were everywhere. One only had to look.

Eryn took the offered Escape Rope with a “thank you.” Braith’s warning not to go deeper into the Frozen Caves was brought to mind, and she already had an Escape Rope in her bag, but better safe than sorry. She wasn’t planning on making it through the cave for a while, but she’d hoped to get a good look despite the dangers. Now, hearing about the Glalie and other strong, aggressive Pokemon, she realized that she should have more realistic expectations.

“I’ll give it a shot, yeah,” Eryn said, surprised but again grateful to be loaned equipment for free. The caves were a community, she was beginning to realize, and giving back was probably the least she could do.

She glanced over the equipment available. Since she had both Dei and Atha, she had a decent amount of firepower to go by, she figured. Not so much that she’d be carving through cave faces, but enough to sate some light curiosity.

“Let’s try the old fashioned way,” she said, picking up the pickaxe and giving it an experimental heft. Not particularly heavy, but she was sure she’d feel different after some actual ice work.

“Any tips on mining in the ice?” she asked. What she’d find, she’d find out, she figured. “Also, is there an inn or somewhere to stay the night here? Paid?”

She checked her Pokedex for time, hoping the miner would say yes. Exploring the Frozen Caves at night only sounded fun if she had a place to crash right after.




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