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After several hours of searching and a surprisingly hasty escape from Batol...
???: Uh, hum, I didn’t expect to be treated like this... I must be interrupting... Right? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to uh, disturb you guys. I was um, I had orders to scope out this area. Is that cool? Uh, sorry for scaring you... I’m uh, I’m Brimstone! Sorry for not saying that earlier. I heard there, uh... There was an uh, ah, a baby, did I miss it? I was looking for a baby. Its um, I think it’s blue, like the uh, like... Like the big guy over there!
Brimstone: Oh, ‘scuse me, is this the baby? I don’t think so... You’re not blue, at all! If you could let go, that would be nice...
Brimstone: I smelled um, well... I smell pee? Yeah... I think... I think I’ll follow that scent, ‘cause uh, babies pee... right? I saw a blue pee thing walk this way, so I guess I’ll head that way. Thanks for uh, hm... Hosting me? Hosting me! Thanks for hosting me. If uh, if my brothers come by, they can give you the um, the uh, the whole official business.
Batol: Keh-heh hoo, horf.... By goodness, that is the most I’ve crawled in over a hundred years! I’ll be a buff puppy in no time! Ahh... How many weeks has it been since the boy left...? Perhaps it’s time for a phone call.
Batol: Let’s see, what was the pattern again...?
???: Master is calling...?
Batol: Hello? Hello, yes, I’m looking for the apple of my eye?
???: Very funny, master. State your reason for contacting me. I know you don’t typically send beacons willy-nilly like this.
Batol: Ah, phoey! I can’t call my apprentice because I miss her anymore? I guess I’ll have to hang up now, because I must only have DIRE NEWS. Keh-heh hoo! My dear girl, do you remember the boy?
???: The boy from my prophecy?
Batol: Why, come to think of it, yes! That boy indeedy! You used to sing all day and night about his coming, that song was practically ingrained in my head. How did it go again? Ahem-hem--
???: Excuse me! What about him, master?
Batol: Oh! Oh, yes. He’s real. And I’ll be sending him your way shortly.
???: Master...? Are... Are you certain it’s him?
Batol: He’s a chubby little Wartortle--by Arceus is that one fat-- and his name is Rory Avalon, the Raindancer boy who was stolen out from under the Bahamut’s nose. I need you to take him to the sea and call Lady Aria for him.
???: But I haven’t summoned Lady Aria in years...
Batol: True, true, you are correct... But! We have to send him back to Water Village, after all, and I don’t think you want to swim all the way there yourself! His friend wants to return to her home up in the mountains, to join some hobo trainer I believe, but that would surely kill him.
???: But sending him to the kingdom that’s desperately searching for him is safe?
Batol: Nothing gets past you, my dear! Keh-heh-hoo! It most certainly is another suicide mission, for sure. A fight to the death, however, he’s more likely to win. I’ll send the boys down with him, it will be like a happy family reunion!
???: Are you sure that’s wise? You know how Aramis can be.
Batol: Keh! The kids still can’t be that angry! It was eons ago... Quite literally! Anyway, tell them daddy says hello!
???: They’re out at the moment.
Batol: Tell them daddy says hello!
???: Master they’re--
Batol: Tell them da--
???: Daddy says hello. I promise you the message will be delivered.
Batol: Keh-heh-hoo! I can’t believe you were under my wing for so many years and you never learned my sense of humor! Ahh, this was a great call. Thank you for your time, my dear. Goodbye!
Rory: So... When are we going back to the swamp? We’ve been here a really long time...
Aramis: Boy, do you see this pond here?
Rory: Yeah, it looks like Master’s spring.
Aramis: Master Batol and all his apprentices have little springs like this. They’re connected by his Aura. By tapping into his Aura, he can send us messages, either individually or to all of us. When he is ready, he will call.
Rory: How will we know he’s calling? What if we miss it?
Freya: With his stupid little laugh, I doubt we’d be able to miss him.
Rory: I don’t know my dad. I mean, I don’t know my mom either, but Freya had loads of stories about mom and none about dad. She doesn’t know his name or even what Pokemon he could’ve been. All I know is that he wasn’t there for when my egg was laid. I know he loved my mom, because he at least loved her enough to make me.
Freya: Obviously you weren’t keen on listening to your elders when they talk, because I’ve already discussed this in some detail before not too long ago. If you can’t pay attention, you won’t get very far in life, that’s for sure.
Freya: My official charges are contempt of the crowned Bahamut’s wishes. Bahamut Nova requires Rory for some Arceus-forsaken ritual, but Rory’s mother pleaded me to take him off the island before he had even hatched. A promise to my best friend is more valuable than an order from a tyrant who wishes to harm children for his own gain.
Athos: Such guilt over mere children’s scribbles... What a fool you are.
Freya: Th-these are much more than his scribbles! These are memories of his that I can’t risk him finding again! His entire life has been full of fear and trauma, am I so wrong for wanting him to lead a happy, normal life?!
Athos: My, aren’t you defensive... Guilty conscience, I see. I can’t blame you for wanting to hide past mistakes.
Freya: Excuse me?
Athos: I know the signs. Feigning ignorance to your part in his fate will get you nowhere except further down the Diggersby hole. You have just as much a hand in his suffering as the Arcanines who hunt you.
Freya: You filthy eavesdropper! And what makes you think you have any right to comment on our lives?! You’re a stranger! A homeless vagabond!!
Athos: You pathetic fool... We three have ties to very powerful Pokemon across all the realm. Healers, witches, prophets, legendaries... Even your precious Rana and her lady retainer had ties to us. We are not a group to be meddled with.
Freya: How do you know-- Why should I trust that?!
Athos: You shouldn’t.
Freya: Why you--
Athos: Enough. I don’t want to hear the wretched whimpering of another disgraced fool. You learn to deal with your problems like an adult or you shut your mouth. Lashing out achieves nothing.
Freya: ....
Athos: Better put these mindless scribbles away. After all, we wouldn’t want to make that poor boy cry any more.
Rory: (smack, chompf) Huh? (gulp) I-I’ve already told a few of you guys before, I just don’t like it! Is that really such a weird thing...? I’m not a strong swimmer, so the currents and rip-tides are scary, and... Y’know... If you’re not a good swimmer... and the big waves... I don’t like to talk about this--
Rory: Ack! Wh-wh-where are you all coming from?! That’s right! Freya! Where’s Freya?! These people are scaring me! Make them leave me alone! Freya...!
Rory: Wh-who... F-Frey... NNGH....
She ... She slipped on the ice and fell off and she couldn’t swim and I wanted to go back but the Arcanines were chasing us and Freya said not to let go of her no matter what butsheletgowhenshefelland, and, and--!!
Fuzz @ Freya: Did you ever have a trainer? did you fight? I was just a pet back at my ranch..what made them let you go..?..Sorry if thats a mouthfull miss..
Freya: I did have a trainer! He was a young man who lived far up at the peak of Ongdahl Crag-- that is, a very snowy mountain where I was born. He didn’t have a ranch quite like yours, it was more like a Pokemon Center than anything. What he did was rescue bird Pokemon and rehabilitated them. After they were all better, he released them back into the wild! Or at least, the ones who recovered were. He kept many of the permanently injured ones as pets.
Freya: I was born with a weak constitution, so my parents abandoned me as soon as I hatched. I don’t believe they were particularly cruel Pokemon, but they didn’t want to rear a child who might not survive the harsh climate. I never blame them for leaving me. My trainer found me struggling in the wild to make a peep, and he kept me until I was strong enough to fend on my own. I’m sure you’ve heard my yard boom!
Freya: As for battling... I’d... I’d really rather not say. But! I’m hoping Rory and I are able to head back to the mountain peak during our travels. Not only am I sure he would welcome us back with loving arms, but he might be able to stave off our current problem... Alas, it’s been about twenty years since I last saw him. It’s unlikely he stayed in such an unforgiving part of the world into his golden years... A very wishy-washy situation indeed....
Ori@Rory: "Hey little buddy" Ori lightly hits him on the shoulder. "How do you feel about these sylveon guys after they wrecked your shit."
Rory: They all speak this weird funny way that I’ve never heard before! When they don’t want me to know what they’re saying, they start talking that funny say-mag-nee-FEEK jibber jabber. I’ll figure out what they’re saying someday! Master Batol said I’m good at picking up weird things like that, so their mumbo-jumbo should be a piece of cake! So far, there’s nothing bad to say about these guys, they give me lots of yummy food, a clean pond to swim in, I'm happy. …Well…. Except…
Rory: …Athos is pretty creepy… I mean, really really creepy! I don’t think I’ve seen him blink once since I first met him! And we’ve been here a few days! His fur looks really ratty and his teeth are super gross, and he’s stinky too… I don’t think he’s a Fairy-type at all, more like a Poison-type or, or… something else gross! I’ll take you over him any day, fish-theif…
Sol@Rory)) Howdy! I don't think we've met before, but I have a question, do you have a type of favorite of berry or food in general? ((I suck at interactions lmao
Rory: I really like those new berries that are the size of my shell! Those Sylveons can’t hide them from me anymore now that I can climb these funny trees. They taste like sunshine! And happiness! Sometimes my tongue feels like it’s on fire! What were they called again...?
Freya: Those are called Pinap berries, dear. You should really swap them out for a different berry if your tongue keeps hurting. Too much of a good thing can be very bad, everything in moderation you know!
Freya: Have our guest try some of the other tropical berries, like Liechis or the Petayas. There are Starf berries too, which are exceptionally juicy! And my favorites, Occa berries and Chople berries are perfectly ripe here!
Rory: But all of those are gross... I don’t wanna give our guest disgusting things...
Freya: ............. (sigh) Picky as ever... Don’t come complaining when you eat yourself sick on Pinaps.
((sorry for the lack of updates, my internet has been down so i’m having a hard time getting inspired to draw big plot things..... in the meantime, rory’s been enjoying the oasis!))
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Rory: Yes!!! I had one when I was real little! Freya said the village called them Sacred Stones--or was it Prophetic Stones? Ritual Stones...? But like you said, some kinda stone, that’s for sure! Some other ‘mons were calling them Mega Stones. Freya told me there was a big crystal field at the bottom of this gi-NORMOUS volcano, and a whole bunch of them grew there! You could pick ‘em like a big apple off a tree!
Rory: I lost mine when we first left the village. If we can’t find it washed up on the shores somewhere, I hope we can go back and pick another one day. I just hope Mama doesn’t notice it’s any different when I give it back! Maybe I can even find one for you, too! You look really cool now, but you’d look even cooler with an extra evolution!
Freya: Other egg? Hooo... I can’t seem to remember... For the amount of time I’ve spent looking at that picture, I’m surprised I can’t recall! I suppose it wasn’t anyone--
Freya: --Important................
Freya: ...... H-he can’t.... Please don’t tell Rory I have these....
Porthos: Hey, coucou! Rise and shine with the sun, sleepyhead! Come out of your shell, please! If you latch on any longer I’m gonna make you pay rent, ya hear? Hweh heh heh!
Athos: That’s a very unkind thing to threaten a child with.
Porthos: Ouille, lighten up! I’m not a meanie like that, I’m only fun and games! Besides, you’ve done way worse things to kids! Birdette got off your back and started walking, do you know how heavy shells are? Do you see all this drool? Zut, he’s going to ruin my flawless coat!
Athos: Enfin! (groan) Et toc, c’est bien fait pour toi...
Rory: (ya~awn) Quit your yapping, I’m up...!
Rory: Woah! Where are we!
Porthos: Only the most super-duper extra-spectacular place in all of Ingozet!
Aramis: Home.
Aramis: Welcome to the Zezura Oasis, c’est chouette, hein?
Batol: That’s an absolutely ridiculous assumption! Me, feeling unwell, keh-heh-hoo! I’m no spring Combusken, but I dare say this is the best I’ve felt in millennia! Who cares about my nasty cracked gem, I have a student who would be more than willing to fix it for me! Why, if I could stretch out my hind legs, I’d be in paradise~ It will take some getting used to, but feels good to be back in these old bones, if only for a little while.
Batol: Oooh--Clarke, you have thumbs, could you do me a favor and rub my ears? I’m afraid I haven’t got a leg to stand on--much less scratch them with! Kee-hee-hah-HAAH!! I still got it!
