My old out of date PMD Team post has been discovered and I think it's time I posted an updated one
Perdita is a smart cookie, small and kinda chubby with large round glasses.
She is obsessed with all things pokemon biology, to a slightly insane degree.
Quick as a whip at rooting out weaknesses, and absolutely CRACKED at sentry duty.
She can be a little blunt dry and sarcastic, which is off-putting to some. She also has a slight ego that can make her stubborn at times, but she's deeply empathetic and will often look out for others even to her own detriment.
Can't produce flames from her back at first, so attacks are weak, thus she prefers to stick to throwing items such as thorns, seeds, and orbs. (When she has her glasses anyway, she's blind as hell without them)
Darius is a bit of a cynical young man, lean and prefers to stand tall, overall friendly but likely to hold a grudge.
He doesn't know much about Pokémon, but he's incredibly agile and aware of his environment at all times. Highly likely to fight head on.
He's a crack shot with his feather darts, as if he'd been doing it his whole life. If given a target he's more than likely to hit the mark straight on.
Cannot fly early on due to an injured wing, thus tends to stick to the ground and has to get good with his footwork.
Two pokemon awoke side by side on the beach, soaked in saltwater.
A Cyndaquil and a Rowlet, strangers, gripping each other's hands as if for dear life.
The pair pull apart, confused as to who the other is and why they were holding onto them. Neither can give an answer.
They exchange names, Perdita and Darius. They're good names, they both like the others.
As they talk they discover something odd, they both share the exact same story.
Both seem to have amnesia, they can remember nothing beyond their own names before waking up here,
And, most oddly, they both recall being human prior to this, with no idea how they suddenly appeared as talking pokemon.
Tucked beneath one wing the Rowlet holds something close to himself, a stone, emblazoned with an odd pattern. It isn't familiar to either of them, but neither is anything anymore.
So that's all they have between them, two eerily similar stories and an odd chunk of rock.
Eventually, deciding they'd rather not sit in the cold salty air any longer, they stand and wander off until they reach the nearest building, which luckily isn't too far away.
A large imposing tent towered over them, with a large wooden grate fitted into the ground. Darius attempted to approach when a harsh voice BELLOWED up from beneath them, both fearing hostility and frightened for their lives they fled back to the beach.
They catch their breath and try to discuss what to do, when a pair of pokemon whom they hadn't noticed tailing them pounced, knocking them aside and swiping the stone fragment before making their getaway.
Panicked at the loss of their one potential link to the past, Perdita and Darius give chase, stumbling through the winding corridors of Beach Cave as they figure out their new bodies and capabilities.
(Perdita in particular struggles, she can't see clearly and is certain she must have had glasses but they're gone, resulting in the pair needing to hold hands again to stick together)
When they reach the end of the cave, they battle Zubat and Koffing and somehow come out on top, taking back the stone. Though even they admit they don't know what it is, or if it's even worth fighting for, but it's the one thing they have.
Upon leaving the cave they're quickly approached by another figure, speaking in the first friendly voice they've heard other than each other.
A Bidoof, a pleasant round faced little fellow who seemed to have been running after them. He explained that he'd seen them approach the Guild and then run away, he'd shouted but they'd been in such a panic they'd blasted right past him.
His eyes begin to sparkle as he asks if they just cleared that Mystery Dungeon by themselves, and if they were themselves an Exploration Team.
Perdita and Darius have no idea what to make of any of this. Guild? Mystery Dungeon? Exploration Team? What did any of those mean?
Bidoof, upon realizing, explains to them that Exploration Teams are groups who delve into Mystery Dungeons, like the cave they just cleared, in search of treasure and the mysteries of the world. He figures they'd make a good team! And (rather eagerly) insists if they had nowhere else to go then they should join the Guild!
With no other idea what to do, Perdita and Darius agree. They return to the tent and stand on the grate, this time bearing the shouting as their footprints are identified and they are granted access.
They descend below into the guild and register themselves, the name Team Galaxy comes so easily and somehow feels so fitting that neither object.
Before long they're laying on bundles of straw in a dark room, staring up at the ceiling.
They have no idea what to make of any of this, of why they washed up together, their memory loss, the strange relic they fought for, or what any of this Exploration business was.
But for now it seemed they had a roof over their heads, food, and a place to sleep. It only made sense to stick together, it was undeniable that in some way their pasts connected to bring them both here this way.
So if these Exploration Teams really did look into the mysteries of the world, then maybe they could help them find the cause of what brought them here, and the truth of their strange stone.
Perdita and Darius tell each other it's nice to meet them, and say goodnight, turning over to try and get some sleep.
Both conclude that there was nothing they could do but try their best tomorrow, and maybe, just maybe, things would start to make a little more sense.
