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293.833333 | 2020-06-18 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "Blue doesn't mind learning a new language, but in all honesty, screw ups are the worst for him as he's quite the perfectionist. Beinf corrected is fine, but it depends on how one would correct him. He remembers learning French abroad, and he's actually pretty good with the book work, but when speaking it classmates would point out his accent being off or his sentence is was so annoying! It's even worse when they're condescending about it, and because of that, he only speaks rench to people who didn't understand it. At least Anvi was different though, he seemed really patient with him actually and not an ass at all when it comes to teaching. Sweet! \n\nAnvi got his attention by pointing at himself, and Blue nodded staring at him attentively. He first did thing which was similar to thank you then he did one with his two index fingers pointing at eachother. \"The first one is good. The second one is hurt.\" He read the text out loud. \"Gotcha.\"\n\nHe's gotta at least try it first before he even uses what Anvi taught him! He tried it out but forgot to make the palm touch the hand making it say 'thank you' again. *Was he supposed to do something with the palm?* He scratched his head, *Ohh right he was forgetting something!* Placing his hand on his chin he tried again this time hitting his other hand on his palm which was pointing upward. \"Good!\"\n\nThe next one was hurt. Making the same face as Anvi, he winced as he put his pointed his two index fingers together making them touch. *Wait no!* He made them space out, raising an eyebrow he was hoping this was all good in Anvi's eyes."
},
{
"author": "Anvi",
"message": "Hopefully he wasn't going too fast for him. Then he remembered that Blue could handle it! He already got down one, and will have three down right after this. He appreciated how focused Blue was when it came to watching him. \n\nGetting used to the language was hard; there was always room for mistakes but usually they were subtle. The way he did 'good' the first time was technically okay; but he didn't want to confuse him right after he learned it! Plus it was much more clear with two hands. Anvi put his hands in his lap, waiting patiently. *He could do it,* He told himself. And right he was. Anvi nodded and repeated the correct sign to him. \n\nAnvi was about to intervene, seeing that Blue's 'hurt' almost turned into something that made his cheeks turn a little red. He brushed it off and repeated it, making sure that he saw how the movement was important rather than the proximity of their fingers. \n'You're good', he signs, pointing to Blue and then doing the sign. What else was easy to teach? Ah, he got it. *'Next is yes and no.'* He typed out. \n\nHe took one fist and faces it towards Blue. Then he made a motion that looked like he was knocking on a door, or making his hand nod. 'Yes'. He had a relaxed look on his face. Then, he opened that same hand. He lifted his middle, pointer and thumb and pressed them together. He shook his head slightly. 'No'. \n\nTime for a little quiz. Anvi pointed to Blue's leg, then signs 'hurt'. He furrowed his brows and tilts his head, making it clear it was a question."
},
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "Looks like he got the word 'good' right, which pleased him. Next was when he did, 'hurt'. Blue noticed the bits of red coming from his face and by the looks Anvi was shocked perhaps? \"So signing hurt really matters with the proximity. Cool I get that.\" \n\nYes seemed like a litten pawing at a toy or something and no. Hah! That's a lot like his signature \"Smell ya later pose!\" He'll totally get this. \"Yes,\" He pointed his fist upward and made it look like he was knocking a door loudly. \"No! Or what I'd like to say smell ya later!\" He snickered michevipusly, putting a piece sign out. The index finger and his middle then join sides and his thumb came out. He then moved it close to his face. *Wait actually-* He pressed the two fingers aganist the thumb. \n\nSeems like sign language isn't all that bad, it's basically talking but without having to use your mouth! It's not like he was getting graded on it or anything. Anvi then signs 'hurt'. He definetly knew what it was. \"Hurt! Hurts like hell!\" He laughed, slightly moving his leg a big then wincing from it."
},
{
"author": "Anvi",
"message": "Anvi smiled a bit. Blue was having fun, wasn't he? That was good. Signing should be fun, after all. Anvi copied him and gave him a peace sign too after. \n\nGood! Very good. He saw that Blue quickly understood what he was asking. He could have signed it, but, you know, its fine. Anvi was able to do a little bit of both languages. He winced too, seeing that Blue had moved some from that. 'Careful.' He gently warned, making both his hands sign the letter k. He circled them around and gave a slightly concerned face to his friend. Maybe this was helping him feel a little better. \n\nMaybe that was enough signing, unless Blue wanted to learn more. Back to the phone it was. *'What do you want to do now? Do you need anything?'* The ice pack was starting to melt a little; if was soft. So he went over and switched it out for a new one. Then, he wrapped it up and placed it on Blue's leg again."
},
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "\"Sorry 'bout that!\" He laughed a bit as he was kinda messing with the words or at least his hands a bit. \"Alright I'll do it right, how this?\" Blue tried signing 'No' again, but this time doing it correctly without trying to adjust it. \n\n Blue leaned over to see what Anvi was texting and laid back. Even with their lighthearted interactions, Blue couldn't help but think about those hunters. The nerve they have torment that Swablu on top of that Alakazam, then capturing them like it's nothing. \"Eh, I dunno.\" He yawned, but cut it out quickly. Blue didn't want to show he was physically exhausted at all as he still wanted to track down those hunters. What good will rest do? Then again if he comes back to those hunters crippled, he won't have a chance getting Alakazam and returning Anvi's Swablu. Closing his eyes, he heaved a sigh hoping that no one else will suffer the same fate as him and Anvi."
},
{
"author": "Anvi",
"message": "Anvi really just wanted to relax, but it was getting tiring for him to constantly not think about their Pokemon. He couldn't shake off the feeling that maybe Blue wouldn't have gotten messed up if he didn't join him. But... He couldn't put into words how much it meant. Oh, maybe Anvi should leave Blue alone. That yawn was a clear sign he needed some rest. Maybe while he was sleeping, Anvi could do some investigating on his own. This group of Pokenappers seemed to not care *Who* They targeted. Hopefully the rain had stopped, so now he could really show them who they were messing with. Not just for himself... But for Blue, too. \n\n*'You are sleepy.'* He signed, right when he saw the yawn. He'd leave him alone for now. He'd keep his phone here, since Blue needed communication. Maybe his phone was working now. They could still keep in touch! He sends out Lycanroc, then signs 'my', 'phone', and 'find.' The Pokemon gave a grunt and then went off quietly. \n\nAnvi watched over Blue in the meantime. He kept looking down to his leg. Would he need to change the bandages? He pulled the cart closer, making sure they were in reaching distance. Pretty soon, Lycanroc came back with a bag , his phone sticking out. He reached over and exchanged contacts between the two phones. \n*'Please rest for now. I'll be back soon.'\n- Anvi* \nHe sent the message and placed Blue's phone next to him. Anvi took one last look before be left."
}
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162.5 | 2020-07-02 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Don't worry, I will \" She gave a slight smile at Hop. Her grasp softened having her hands part from Red's and for a while she observed the boy. Thankfully for Red, this was most likely his first time getting suplexed by a pokemon like that. \"A move like that might have caused damage to the neck, spine and shoulders. I know a bit on wrestling in fact I've done it myself. So I would like to believe that the move was painful but not at all fatal,\" Iris narrowed her eyes. \"Red,\" She softly said. \"Red can you take off your clothes for us? We need to see if there's anything that may hurt. If you need help tell us, alright?\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "Opening his eyes, Red turned his head to see Iris at his side. Shouldn't she resting on one of the hospital beds? From the looks of it, the girl is in much better condition than before. As he attempts to rise out of the bed, he shut his eyes in pain. He took off his shirt and placed it on top of a table nearby. Taking off the blanket off the lower part of his body, he looked at Iris with blushes on his cheeks. \"Can you take off my pants for me?\", Red asked, knowing that the lower half of his body wouldn't respond."
},
{
"author": "Hop",
"message": "Hop listened to her words. Though it still sounded really *Bad*, at least he'd be okay! Hop's scratched up leg was probably like a mosquito bite compared to the effects of a Pokemon putting bone crushing force on your entire body. He grimaced a little. It wouldn't deter his promise to help! Okay, so Red was able to take off his shirt. But his pants... Oops!\nHop felt his cheeks warm up too. It was super embarrassing to have someone pull your clothing off! In front of other people, too. \"I-I'll turn away for a moment!\" He squeaked, practically slapping himself as he covered his eyes and turned away."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Y-Yeah! I can do that!\" Like Red and Hop, Iris's face flushed in embarassment. She took a few breaths trying to calm herself down. Now if she were some kind of medic, it would only make things worse by being weirded out doing any kind of treatment. \"If anything hurts please let me know,\" She spoke softly. Iris slowly slid down his pants, but it was quite a struggle considering for the fact they were wet from the rain. \"I'm going to turn you over alright? One... Two... Three..\" She moved Red to his side finally able to take off his pants completely. Now that his back was exposed, there wasn't any signs of blood or anything. The good part is that Incineroar did the suplex correctly, meaning that the pain isn't fatal. Unfortunately, Red isn't an experienced wrestler therefore he can't take another hit. Plus if this was a repeated several times, Red would have some life threatening injuries. \"OK I don't think he's too badly injured. The worst thing he could get is a neck injury but that doesn't look like the case. Oh! The pain needs to subside somehow..\""
}
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146.2 | 2020-07-03 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "With Iris helping him, he use every bit of his strength to move. As he turned over, Red felt the stinging pain all over his body. The good thing was that Iris stated that his injuries weren't fatal. (So it was a good thing that Incineroar was an experienced wrestler? But, she mention about him not being a good wrestler himself.) Red sighed in relief, knowing that he can get back onto his feet. Once he gets plenty of rest, he can help retrieve their stolen Pokemon and find Anvi's Swablu!"
},
{
"author": "Hop",
"message": "\"Are you finished?\" Hop asked, still having his back turned and eyes covered. He could feel the heat from his face as he stood there. Finally. He heard Iris finishing up with moving the boy and now they could get to work! \"Don't worry Red, we'll help you get out of pain! Yeah, somehow...\" He bit his lip and looked around. It wasn't like he had any painkillers on him! Maybe he should be learning more about them though. And sedatives! Maybe that would help with his research. Oh, wait! They were focusing on Red. \"I could keep looking around the room to see what I can find?\" He offered."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris glanced over at Blue, blinking a bit. Ice packs of course! Surely if she had something like the legendary Kyurem or any ice type really his pain would numb down in no time, but that wasn't the case. She did Lapras, but—Iris looked at the room around her. It was a large and could be disruptive. On top of that the amount of ice coming from her pokemon could be extremely unpredictable. \"Maybe we can find a way to settle down his pain, I do have one pokemon but she's a little big. Tell me Hop do you have anything you could possibly use for this situation? Any water or ice types in particular?\" Maybe just maybe they can cool down a few pillows and place it on his back and shoulder area."
},
{
"author": "Hop",
"message": "That was a good idea. Hop nodded. As soon as Iris mentioned that he was reaching for a Pokeball. And yet, Inteleon beat him to it! Hop realized that a tail was being wrapped around him and dragging him over to Red's side. The Pokemon observed the boy, wondering what he could do to help the situation. \"O-oh! Inteleon knows a couple of weak ice moves, he could make some makeshift ice packs!\" Hop looked up to him. In return, Inteleon nodded and began with conjuring some water. Then, the water began to solidify into orbs of ice. \"We could use these! Well, crushing them first.\" Hop was handed one of them but shivered. \"So, so cold!! Uhm! What to put it in?\" He asked Iris, showing her the ice."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "This was almost like hot potato, except in this case it was really cold. Glancing over at Blue, she figured they had more somewhere around here she just had to look. Scurrying through the nearby drawers she fortunately found a few empty packs unscrewing them and opening them up for Hop to place inside. \"Here you go!\" She waited for him to fill in the few but this wasn't going to fit unless they crush them like Hop suggested. Maybe they can try smashing the large balls on the floor but... That might wake up Blue. The sink might be another idea, but that's also a waste of water. \"I say throw on the ground and then we can gather it into the little packs!\" Iris replied."
}
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257.333333 | 2020-07-06 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Even though they did as much as they can to be the least bit quiet, the noises were still loud and disruptive as ever ~~as expected~~. *Crack!* Down goes the ice which made Blue, grumble turning a bit from his bed. At least that wasn't too bad now was it? Iris winced hoping the sound coming from the ice wasn't too much especially since Hop was smashing it to the ground. \nThe more the merrier they say therefore getting Iris to tag along with Hop. Taking another ball of ice, and she threw (not as hard though as she didn't want to disrupt the resting dragons) it aganist the ground. Iris began stomping onto the pieces of ice as if she were on top of a bed of hot coal, barefoot. She looked to the two wondering if the minor sounds will awaken them. \n\nCold sweat ran down from Blue's face, and he made another grumble turning once again. Was he having a nightmare? Hopefully it wasn't because of the crackle coming from the ice! Once the pieces got small enough Iris knelt down and began putting bits of ice into the pack. It wasn't enough so she had to do another. Iris took another ball of ice and breaking it to the floor. This time though— Blue woke up from his sleep this time making an aggressive turn and falling off the bed. \"Shiiit!\" He shouted out loud, as he was wincing in pain. Rest kind of helped, but his leg still hurt like hell! Startled, Iris rushed to Blue being as careful as possible to not slipon the wet floor along the way. Once Iris reached to him, she picked up by from under his arms. She looked to Hop asking for a bit of help that that way he's not in too much pain when they put him back."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "The ruckus that Hop and Iris made didn't bother the Kanto boy too much. He was fast asleep, turning around on occasions. \"Chari.. Zard...\", he muttered to himself. The pain on his body was nothing like what he felt at that moment when the hunter swiped his Pokemon right in front of him. It's as if the dragon's blood colored gleaming eyes are mocking him in a way. He gritted his teeth in annoyance as he reminisces about the memory, clenching his hands. \n\nHearing Blue's outburst, his eyes opened wide. \"Ack!\", Red gasped, looking around the healing chamber. Seeing Blue awake, he looked at the spiky haired lad for a moment. While Hop and Iris try to assist him, Red grabbed a notebook from his bedside. After writing his response, he waited for Blue to settle down. Blue must have been feeling the same way after encountering those hunters."
},
{
"author": "Hop",
"message": "Hop kept apologizing softly as they had to keep hitting the ice to get what they wanted. Maybe as a sorry they could make some more for Blue. He was probably still in pain too! \"We're almost done,\" He whispered. Once they had enough, he starts packing it into the cloth and packages they had. They had to work quickly so it wouldn't become cold water by the time they put it on Red. Looks like they had something else to deal with *Before* That...\n\nHop scrambled over to the side, but he wasn't as lucky as Iris. Hop fell right on his behind the first time, but managed to get up and get away with a quick slip. \"We're here! J-just give us a moment!\" He told Blue as he went for his legs. He'd need to be *Really* Careful. With his arms holding his legs up, the two could lift him back into the bed. \n\"Do you want some more ice?\" He asked."
}
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{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would quitely enter the room gazing about. He clutched his chest with abit of pain. Finding a seat he would wipe the sweat from his brow and produce a bottle of water, taking a drink. What would appear to be a scatf around his neck would unwrap itself revealing to be a chimecho. The pokemon would look at their trainer with some concern. \"Chime?\" It would ask questioningly. He would do his best to reassure them. \"I'll be fine, Fu. This isn't anything new.\" He would gently caress the pokemon and it would seem tosing in reponse. Naoto would sink back into the chair catching his breath and relaxing abit. \"Thank you, my friend.\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "The sickly trainer entered the healing chamber followed Roxie the lycarnoc(dusk form). She covered her mouth and coughed a bit, why did she come here again? She wondered, perhaps it would have been better if she had stayed in her room today as her body wasn't feeling so well."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Meanwhile Roxie had imdietly caught sight of the other in the room showing aggression by growling at the others trying to scare them"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "The chimecho would react immediatly to the lycanroc and would immdiatly wrap itself around it's trainer neck. Naoto would comfort it with a gentle pat before holding out a hand to the Lycanroc. \"May may, we harbor no ill will. Just catching our breath is all.\" He would hold up a secong unopened bottle of water offering it to Jackie. \"It was not our intention to frighten you.\" He would over them a tried smile. He would pull his Yukata tigether around himself to hide his heavy breathing, Fu would look out catiously from their hiding place."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"Ah I apologise about that...\"\n\nShe said trying to pat Lucanroc to calm it down, she really needs to train him better its getting more and more annoying each time he does yet she doesn't want to be to hard on him then suddenly again she broke into a coughing fit."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "This made Lucanroc go and grab the water bottle from the others hand bringing it over to Jackie."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would immdeatlly stand and offer her his chair. \"Here, have a seat and rest.\" He would smile. \"Fuu!\" The chimecho would try to protest but he would place a hand to stop them from doing so. \"My, that is quite the cough you have. Will you be alright?\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She took the water bottle and drank the water, gasping afterwords and standing up\n\n\"I apologise... Just my sickness acting up\"\n\nShe said bowing before feeling a small bite in her hand."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Which was obliviously caused by Roxie dragging her by biting her then pulling her towards the chair which made her force to sit on it"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would smile down at Roxie. \"Oh my, you certainly are a very dependable care taker. That is very admirable.\" Naoto would straighten his back and do his best to streatch. He would move over to the window looking out for a brief moment. \"Maybe another day perhaps.\" He would cough abit into his sleeve. He would turn his attention back to Jackie and Roxie. \"Is there anything I can do to help you?\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"She takes a deep breath\n\n\" No no... I am fine... But are you ok? \"\n\nAs being a sickly child and spending most of her time in the hospital, she had seen the other feeling a bit unwell. It seem they both have something in common atleast."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Roxie looked at the other and just looked at him trying to understand what he meant by being a dependable caretaker."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would only smile and shake his head. \"I'll be fine. Ah, but where are my manners.\" He would bow abit. \"My name is Naoto, it is lovely to make you aquatince.\"The chimecho would undo itself floating forward and bowing itself. \"This little one is Fu, a close companion of mine.\" Fu would eye Roxie not all to comfortable with them. Naoto would reach out tapping Fu on the head. \"Come now, don't be rude to our new friends.\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She nodded and then spoke\n\n\"Names Jack Jeong... Pleasure to meet you as well\"\n\nShe said then tugged Roxie a bit."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "He came forward and bowed a bit to try and show respect but it looked rather silly, but Jackie was a bit proud as he had learned that by seeing her."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"This fella is Roxie...\"\n\nShe said, looking at Roxie who was still trying to bow."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would nod to the two and find a seat on an open bed. \"It is very nice to meet you Jack, Roxie.\" He would look to the window again smiling. \"It is truly wonderful this. Some many diffrent types of people and pokemon. Why, ever day almost seems like it's own adventure.\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She doesn't understand what the other is saying or perhaps she does but can't grasp the concept, perhaps he is talking about how being on this island gave them a chance to meet new people and before she got the chance to understand her mouth spoke on its own... It seems curiosity got the better of her \n\n\"I apologise... I don't quite understand what you are meaning to say\""
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would look to them with a raised brow. \"Ahh, there are just some many diffrent types of pokemon and people here. It's almost like a safari, getting to see and learn new things everyday. Take for example... Ah, Roxie.\" He would gesture to them. \"Not until today have I ever meet such a pokemon. They certainly have a cool apperance, wouldn't you say?\" He would chuckle abit. He clearly was enjoying his time here. After sitting for awhile his pain would have stopped and his breathing returned to normal."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"Ah... I am starting to understand...\"\n\nShe said looking at the others pokemon, then thinking about all the pokemon she had met here. It was truly strange, she was only used to seeing rock types and dark types, never in life had she seen a fairy type."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Rock doggo decided to sit quite happy with himself"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "\"How about you, Jack? Are you enjoying your time here?\" Naoto would tilt his head abit and would cross his right leg over his left. He would produce a small fan from the sleeve of his yukata and begin to fan himself. Fu, would be flotaing around, a soft chime resonating from the every now and then. They remainded close to Naoto still abit cautious of Roxie."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She thought about it for a moment... She is definitely enjoying her time here\n\n\"Yea... I am enjoying my time here\"\n\nShe said, her voice was confident rare for her. Its... Kinda nice to her to have an conversation without being irrated much."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Meanwhile Roxie stared at Fu, following its every move... It seems he is just a bit overprotective of his trainer."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would nod. \"I'm glad I'm not the only one. The beach her is certaianly a nice change of pace for me. It's funny , I've seen the ocean before but it time it always amazes me how large it is.\" He would continue to gaze out the window from the bed. He would linger in the silence watching the clouds drift by. Fu would eye Roxie abit curious. Naoto would look back to Jakie. \"Do you enjoy the beach?\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"The beach... I have never really been to one before since travelling in my region can be a it difficult\"\n\nShe said remembering how hard it is to travel without a strong pokemon or vechile. That's why she never really went far, she does not even know the other gym leader in her region nor the elite four."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Now Roxie is staring directly into Fus eyes, like its a straring contest."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "\"Well what about here? The beach here isn't too far. It also makes for a lovely view. He would stand crossing to the window. \"You see? You can see it even from here off inthe distance.\" He would place a hand on the window pane, the sun reflected off his shades as his smile returned. \"A truly lovely view at that.\" Fu was not to be triffled with and would not back down from the challenge. They would continue to stare Roxie down only to have their concentration broken by the sharp rasp of Naoto's cough. Fu would hurry to their side guiding them back to the bed. \"It is fine Fu.\" Naoto tried to reassure the pokemon, but Fu was having none of it. \"Fu!\" It would chide him with a pout. Naoto only could chuckle. \"Yes, yes. I'm sorry.\" He would reach up petting the pokemon. Naoto would turn their attention back to Jack. \"So what sort of things do you enjoy doing?\""
}
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64.6 | 2021-01-31 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"Me...?\"\n\nShe thought about it for a moment, what does she enjoy doing the most . She takes a long while to answer... Is it spending time with her pokemon? Is it cooking... Is it drinking strawberry milk she doesn't know. She just can't put her finger on what she likes doing most, how is it such a hard question? She thought.\n\nShe never would have thought this would be such a hard question to answer."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Seeing Jackies pause he rubbed his head against her chair showing that its worried for her\n\n\n\"I... I don't know... \""
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "\"Well that's fine too. There are plenty things to enjoy in life. If we kept track of everyone of them we wouldn't have the time to enjoy them.\" He would chuckle abit resting his chin on the palm of his hand. \"To be honest, I probably wouldn't have an answer either.\""
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She nodded and patted Roxie to indicate that she is ok, meanwhile her mind is still trying to search for the answer... The answer to what she likes doing. She doesn't know why that question sticked to her so much, she doesn't know if its a good or bad thing."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would rest a hand on Fu's head. \"It doesn't help that there are so many different I enjoy doing. I don't think I would ever be able to choose one over the other.\" Fu would nuzzle into the palm of his hand. \"But don't let my ramblings hold you here. I'm sure there are places you would like to do and things you would like to do.\""
}
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{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "\"Hmm...\"\nJackie nodded trying to get the question out of her mind .But it still lingered in her head.Trying to focus her attention on something else she decided to look at the beach."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Meanwhile roxie decided to get closer to Naoto ,snifing the air before him.Then he growled but stopped.Then stepped back a bit"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would hold out a hand for Roxie to sniff. He made no quick movements. Not that he could. His eyes were gentle and warm like the setting sun. Fu would continue to stare down Roxie still unsure of what to make of them. They remained vigilent prepared to protect their trainer. \"There there you two. Theres no need to fight. We're all here to relax.\""
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Seeing the hand ,he would go and sniff it appearing more like rowleth now since he deems they aren't dangerous. Sniffing he steps back to determine they are safe before looking at Fu again.It seems he wants a rematch in there staring contest as the last one was caught short."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She sighed and the chuckled a bit\n\n\"Seems he is warming up a bit...\""
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Fu would not be trifled with this time. With confidence that their trainer would be fine, they wouldmuster all their curage and approach Roxie, staring them down. They were determined not to lose. NAoto would remain quite watching the whole ordeal. \"Oh my. Really going at it arn't the?\" He would chuckle to himself. He would sit back abit fanning himself. He would hum anit as he watched the stare down."
}
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{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "And so the stare down begin, Roxie looked a tad bit intemdating trying to scare the opponent sometimes even growling a bit. He is determined to win no matter how long it takes."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She also chuckled at this, it's really funny seeing two pokemons trying to battle without actually fighting to her. It's also a bit cute"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Fu would certainly notice Roxie's attempts to intimidate them and would only down. They would take a breath puffing themselves up and tried their best to put on their own scary face, though it looked more like a pout rather that a scowl. Naoto would watch silently. He would be sure to comfort Fu if they lost, but he was curious to see the results."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Regardless to say the attempt didn't work at him a bit, so he continued at his chase now stepping a bit closer and growing but maintaining a distance so if Fu attacks he would have time to dodge it effectively or counter attack but he hopes it will just be a simple stare down.\nJackie:Jackie was also a bit curious about the result so she continued watching the two ready to call Roxie back if he attacked out of anger or frustration."
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Fu had lost all their fear at this point. The would puff their chest out getting right in Roxie's face. They had pride and they were determined to win this battle."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "Roxie was now having a bit of trouble trying to keep his eyes open. Mainly because he wanted to sneeze which would mean closing eyes, he however tried his best to still stare down 5he other."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She looked at the fight still, it seems close... She thinks"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Fu would be struggling as well. They taken on so much air they need to exhale but at risk of them blinking. They held on the best they could until the couldn't. The would let out there breath with a sigh, floating backwards onto Naoto's lap. Fu would take a moment to mope on his lap knowing the had lost. Naoto would give them a pat to comfort them. \"There there. You always could win next time.\" He chuckled abit. He would turn to address Roxie. \"Well fought, Roxie. Well fought.\""
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "With the indicator that he is a winner, Roxie sneezed before going back to Jackie proudly. He gave her a smile.\nJackie:she patted him\n\"Congratulations\"\n\nHe then rested his head on her lap liking the pats"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Would pick Fu back up wrapping them around his neck and would stand to his feet. He would adjust his Yukata and sigh looking out the window. \"Well I'd imagine we should be on our way. It was very nice to meet you Jackie. I'll be sure to stop by and see you again sometime.\" Fu would eye Roxie, no longer a glare but a look of mutual respect."
},
{
"author": "Jackie Jeong",
"message": "She nodded\n\"It was a pleasure to meet you as well\"\n\nShe said standing up and giving a respectfull aimed for Fu but it could be seen bowing to Naoto as well."
},
{
"author": "Roxie",
"message": "He would also look at Fu with a Singh of mutual respect"
},
{
"author": "Naoto",
"message": "Naoto would offer the two a smile and a wave as he made his way out of the room, closing the door behind him."
}
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{
"author": "woolenmother",
"message": "``` Continuing from the Boardwalk```"
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "They arrived at the mansion as Goro placed Bea down. She rubbed her head a bit. \"Thanks, buddy\" Sge gently said, patting his massive pecs. Goro gave Bea a thumbs up before returning to his ball. \"You sure it's that serious. I mean, I could kick just fine...\" Bea began to say, trying to find a way to change Harley's mind or to mix up the subject. She really didn't want to do this, but she knew when it came up to Harley, it was inevitable that things would be done. Bea didn't tea have much of a choice at this point. That's why she sometimes hated being the younger sibling"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"You feel fine but it'll bite you in the butt when you're older.\" She replied, sitting Bea down after letting go of Klinklang. Perrserker handed the milkshake back over to Bea before returning to the ball along with Klinklang.\n\n\"Alright, which leg is it.. \" She asked, looking at her legs to see if anything seemed to sticking out, bruising, etc. \"... I don't know how long it takes for this healing place to work on humans...\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea sighed again, but it was followed by a small smile which she immediately hid. \"It's... The left ankle,\" Bea informed. She stood completely still for Harley to work quickly. She didn't want to be much of a distraction. She taped her fingers to pass the time. She looked down at Harley. \"You remind me of when mom helped clean my wound when I was only 9...\" Bea quietly said, smiling a little again"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"Alright..\" Harley went and gently felt around the ankle, not feeling anything stick out. She was also checking to see if she hit a spot that hurt Bea. \n\n\"I mean, I aged fast I guess... Lost my dad and mom found another man. I hated your dad.. Still kinda do. Hated you for a while. So yeah, I sort of, skipped to adulthood, in a way.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea was quiet for a moment. She then took a deep breath. \"I really was just... Afraid... Of you if I'm being honest,\" She began to say. \"I didn't think there was anyone other than myself. I thought I was an only-child, but I was wrong. And when I found out and met you I was... Scared. Not only were you bigger than me but... It just felt sudden...\" Bea continued. She knelt back a bit. Suddenly she felt a bit of pain. **YOUCH!** She cried out a bit. She thought that Harley had found something wrong with her ankle, but it was just Goro gently squeezing her foot from behind. He giggled\n\n\"Not funny, Goro\" Bea scolded. Goro then smiled and put his four arms behind his head"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She sighed and shrugged. \"I didn't like you. You didn't do anything wrong... You were just, a product of some random dude who moved into my home.\" She replied, frowning as she noticed Bea feel some pain.\n\n\"Yeah.. There's the spot. It must have healed wrong. Arceus, I hate this... But Goro- I need your help with this.\" She spoke, moving over and pointing to the spot. \"You're gonna have to squeeze that for this healing chamber to figure out how to heal her leg correctly. Its job is to heal, not to perform a whole surgery. So..\"\n\nShe reached out her hand towards Bea so she could squeeze it if she wanted to. \"So squeeze it, and keep squeezing it unless you hear a crack. If you hear a crack, thennnn... It's re-broken and can heal the right way.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "She held onto Harley's hand. Goro was going to help, but then he thought that he would hurt his own trainer in the process.\n\nHowever, he had a different solution. He returned to his ball. But it wasn't over yet. One of Bea's other pokeballs activated and sent out a Grapploct. Bea looked at her fellow Octopus fighter. She then smiled a bit. \"I don't think Octavia will be able to do it. I'm not the only one who was affected by our loss to Leon...\" Bea informed. She was right, too, for Octavia didn't seem to be in the mood to do anything"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She inhaled and shook her head. \"Alright, bring Goro back out. Hold his hands.\" She replied quickly, quickly snatching the ball to let him back out and reaching over to the ankle.\n\n\"I ain't trying to hurt you, just so you know. But I gotta do this.\" She replied slowly, inhaling and then squeezing the sore spot to make sure it stayed in the right place. \"Scream, squeeze his hands, punch me, whatever the hell.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea sighed and took a very deep breath, continuing to hold onto Goro's hand. \"Ow ow ow! Just please be careful!\" Bea said as her leg was squeezed. She could feel it hurting more. She grasped onto Goro's hand, even hurting him. Goro began to whine a bit since Bea's grip was a bit too much. Eventually, Goro started to help as well. Bea bit her own lip as her ankle then snapped. \"GAAAAAAAAOWWW!\" Bea screamed. In a very quick move, Machamp grabbed a Pecha Berry he found earlier and shoved it into Bea's mouth to let her bite down on it from the pain"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She grimaced as she heard Bea yell out. \"I know I know I know-\" She spoke, waiting and hearing it snap. \"Okay- okay.\" Harley let go and sat, gently resting Bea's ankle on her own thigh.\n\n\"It's done. This chamber should help now. .... Sorry kiddo.\" She replied, frowning over at Bea and Goro. \"It's bruised now so.. I should be able to tell when it's healed by how the bruise fades...\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea let out a sigh of relief. It was over now. Now all she could do was let it heal. Hoped it worked. It was only her first time in the healing chamber and she assumed that would only work with Pokémon. \"I think I just might go to my room after this and rest...\" Bea weakly said. Goro pat her back, comforting her. \"So you think I could meet Leon here? I don't think we talked since I lost to him...\" She asked. Just because she took a break didn't mean she was still over it. She still wanted to surpass Leon, but she decided to use the \"Harley\" Way and take her time. \"Okay. Maybe you were right about straining myself too much\" Bea said, followed by a small laugh"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She chuckled a bit and nodded. \"Well, maybe not here, while you're healing up. I know you'll just get self conscious... But you can definitely speak with him.\" Harley replied. \"He loves his battles, and he honestly doesn't care about the streak. He only likes to show off to friends, just to be funny.\" She explained.\n\n\"He's pretty genuine, I'll tell you that. I'm sure he'll have advice to give and subjects to just chat about... And yes, you strain yourself too much.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea then looked upon the horizon. The once blue sky was now in the colors of a ball of fire. The sun was just begging to set. She was very disappointed. She was planning on spending the day with her own sister and she completely blew it! \"I had everything cleared out. My schedule. My meeting with Oleana, and now it just went to dust. Im sorry we didn't get to spend the time I wanted to. Maybe I should've just let my ankle screw me over\" Bea said, apologizing in advance"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\".... Bea, It's not ruined. You took time for yourself. Taking a break doesn't mean having fun.\" She replied, lightly patting Bea's knee... Hehe. \"Sometimes it's just laying in bed until you're desperate to pee. Or literally just eating when you wanna instead of sticking to the 3 meals.\"\n\nShe sighed and leaned to sit beside Bea, patting her shoulder. \"This vacation is meant to ALL be cleared. You can eat healthy, sure. Morning workout? Sure. But reeeeeelaaaaaaax.\""
}
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{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea smiled. She suddenly felt a bit of pain by her ankle. \"Ow! Is it supposed to hurt like that? Is that normal?\" She frantically asked. YinYang and Goro eventually sat besides them as well. Bea realized how much they cared for her. It was only right to make them feel glad that their trainer wasn't going out and try getting herself killed. \"You know how Bering healed ruins my reputation as a Fighting type gym leader who's supposed to be rock solid!\" Bea jokingly said with a wink"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She nodded and looked over at Bea's ankle. \"Yeah, it's normal. That means things are healing back up, including nerves. Healing ain't painless, as cool as this healing chamber is.\" She replied, looking over and snickering as she flopped her head in Yinyang's lap.\n\n\"Hey there. Now that you're bigger, you're more cuddly.\" She teased, looking back over at Bea. \"Oh please, Bea. You're fighting type. You're supposed to get beat up. Gordie and I are the ones that aren't supposed to get hurt. Maaaaybe Leon... But you should've seen him at the beach, HAH!\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea's eyes widened as she heard the mention of Leon. At the Beach? Did he get hurt? Maybe he did something stupid? She had to know now. \"Uh oh, you slipped that into my head. What happened at the beach?\" Bea asked, laying back a bit"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She chuckled and nodded. \"Okay- okay. So, basically, we were in the water and then, he wanted to race to the snow cone truck. And he was unfair before, so I was unfair and grabbed my Klinklang to fly me on over.\"\n\n\"And HE..! He, I don't even know. He asked a Pokémon to throw him I think. To which he promptly face planted into a bunch of chairs n stuff. Sand all over. I was hoping he wouldn't get us banned from the beach so- I pretended I didn't know him.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "As serious as Bea always was, she couldn't help but laugh. She whipped the tears from laughter. \"Couldn't he just use his Charizard to fly?\" Bea asked, still laughing a bit. She cleared off a bit. She certainly enjoyed the time she was spending here. After a bit, Bea felt that her ankle was a bit better. Still, she wasn't too sure and was carried by YinYang\n\nShe smiled. \"Thanks, YinYang. I could always count on my team\" Bea said. She yawned as the Sun completely set behind the mountains. \"I'm still setting up my room in the mansion, so at the moment it's just a sheet in the floor to sleep in and a punching bag\" Bea informed"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"I don't know what happened to him. He's weird.\" She replied, shrugging and looking at Bea's ankle. \"Hm... Looks to be almost finished up. Let's stay here a bit longer and test it before leaving the room.\"\n\nShe continued to watch the group, kinda getting motherly around her sister. \"Wh... Setting up? Did you pick an empty freakin room? Naw, I've got an extra bed in mine. The rescues have been using that bed but, they can manage with pokeballs.\" She spoke, waving her hands. \"Though I have no clue why you wanted a punching bag. There's a gym in the mansion.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea was reluctant on answering that. \"It's... A gift... From a friend. It's from nunya\" Bea said. She kept it a secret, even from her own sister. Bea was an excellent fighter that shouldn't let feelings get in the way. But that punching bag meant quite a lot to her. Especially who it was from. Goro and YinYang then decided to return to their balls"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"Mh. Well still, there's a full gym in this place. You didn't have to lug it over here. Anyways, there's an extra queen bed in mine, so it's cool if you chill with me.\"\n\nHarley waved to the Pokémon before they returned, standing and holding out a hand. \"Before we go anywhere though, let's see how you're walking.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea nodded and began to walk. At first she steadily made her way through, limping like a zombie. Bea then tripped a bit and fell. Still, she didn't give up and got back up again. \"Wel I guess I'm progressing...\" She jokingly said. She continued to walk on her own, looking a bit like how Piers walked. She mustered the pain and eventually started walking normally. She let out a sigh of relief as she sat back down. \"It aches, but I think I'll be fine\" She said. Bea then followed Harley to the dorm areas"
}
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{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice rushed into the healing chamber, quickly putting his pokeballs into it. He had gotten in a fight with a Pokémon that was a little tougher than first anticipated. And by a little, I mean way tougher. Raice put the pokeballs in and turned on the machine, which started up and began to heal his Pokémon, earning a breath of relief from Raice. He looked around before taking a seat, waiting for the machine to finish. He was relieved knowing they'd be ok* \"Note to self, don't fight tyranitars.\""
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "The gym leader that appeared like the living dead would make her way into the chamber, shambling in and soon putting one decorated PokeBall, for her Mismagius, as well as the rest, into it, so that it can heal up once activated.\nThe girl would keep quiet, soon taking a seat nearby another. She mainly made mental notes for the next time a battle would come her way, soon enough staring towards Raice, her face, for now, being covered by a sort of half-mask."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice looked next to himself at the mystery girl. He gave an awkward wave and smile before looking back at his Pokémon. He twirled his thumbs anxiously as he waited. He knew they'd be fine, but he was still kind of nervous. That tyranitar did a number on them. He sighed, but still felt the eyes of the mystery girl looking at him. Weird feeling. He looked back at her and noticed the mask. Much cooler than his chain mesh face mask*"
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina would stay silent, staring at the boy for a few moments before she would eventually speak.\"...Soooo... What happened? Did you lose a battle? Did you win?\"She decided to ask, tilting her head some as she stared to Raice.\"...I got into a battle with this contest star lady- Mismagius got roughed up some- But they're fine!\"Despite her... Unsetttling appearance, she sounded quite cheerful."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice frowned a little bit, looking at his Pokémon and sighing* \"I-I bit o-off more than I could chew... A tyranitar beat them all, one was badly injured. I-I lost.\" *He clapped his hands on his cheeks to knock himself back into a normal disposition. This was no time to feel sorry for himself. He looked back at her* \"Contest star? Huh... Who exactly?\""
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"? Well, you should train up your team some more, friend-\"She said, making sure to adjust her mask so that it doesn't fall off her face.\"...Pretty sure her name was Florence... She's a lot stronger than she looks- Like Ms. Agnes- but either way- What's your name? I'm Reina!\""
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*He smiled and looked back at her* \"I-I'm Raice.\" *He looked around and sighed, yeah he knew he needed to train his team up, but that's exactly why he fought the tyranitar* \"Y-yeah i know.\" *He heard a little ding sound, signaling his Pokémon were done healing. He walked over and pulled out each of their pokeballs, and then a luxury ball with a string on it, which he hung on his neck.*"
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "She gave a cheerful smile to the boy, soon enough headed over and grabbing her Pokemon once the healing was finished, going ahead and letting out her Mismagius, who seemed more than a bit grumpy from the loss, but took notice of Raice, and decided to try and spook him.\n\"Mayyyyybe I can help you train, Raice!\""
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice flinched at the offer, looking around then at his pokemon* \"W-well... I suppose that they could use a little training... Alright I'll do it.\" *Raice didn't like fighting against others but, maybe his Pokémon would get some fun and training out of it. It's the least he could do for them. He tightened his fist and nodded* \"I'll do it for them, so that tyranitar incident doesn't happen again\""
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"Yayyy! You'd be better off training with Doc, but I'll give it my best! C'mon!\"Reina said, soon hopping some, before headed to see if there was somewhere they can train with one another.\nMismagius took a few moments before suddenly appearing behind Raice, cackling some to try and scare the boy."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice reluctantly followed her. She seemed energetic. What can go wrong right? Raice kept walking before he heard the cackling. He flinched and looked behind him at mismagius.* \"O-oh, h-hey?\" *He looked at them up and down before smiling* \"Aww, cute\""
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Mismagius stared at Raice a few moments, before soon huffing and following after Reina, who went ahead and led Raice to where they can have a training battle. Otherwise, likely the .\n\"C'mon then Raice! Right over here!\""
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice nodded and quickly ran after her, somewhat nervous. What if he did something wrong? What if his Pokémon got hurt? No no, don't think like that. It will be alright. He inhaled and exhaled, calming himself down.* \"Alright. I'm ready\""
}
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{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "They do be returning-\nReina led Raice back to the chamber, following after her while nonchalantly humming a tune. After arriving, she went ahead and put her pokeballs into the slots for the healing to begin."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice followed shortly after, placing his pokeballs in the slots and waiting for the healing* \"Y-your Pokémon are strong. I hope mine grow th-that strong some day.\" *He smiled a little bit, trying to hide his disappointment in losing. It hit him harder than it looked like, he wanted to be a great trainer like... Pine, but he didn't feel like he had the guts.*"
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina looked to Raice, then smiled happily to him.\"Aww, thanks! Though I'm pretty much the first gym leader trainers challenge, back home-...Least- if the other wasn't available-\"She said, soon retrieving her pokeballs after they all healed up.\n\"But either way, maybe we can find Doc, and he can help you train the best way possible!...I think-\""
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "\"You're a g-gym leader? That explains a lot. I-I guess that's why you're here huh?\" *Raice sweat dropped and heard the little ding of the machine, signaling their Pokémon were done healing. He checked his phone which had been slammed with texts. It's all from professor pine, I wonder what happened. He opened the texts and he sighed* \"Maybe I shouldn't have left... A-anyways, you mentioned this d-doc person earlier?\""
}
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{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"Yeah! At first, I was a bit hesitant, but now I'm here!\"Reina said, smiling to Raice, soon resuming.\n\"And yep! Doc is probably one of the strongest gym leaders in Dorimay!...Well, his dad is, but he's just as strong, maybe!\"She said, soon deciding to sit back down."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice nodded, as he understood. He was worried about professor pine, she was slammed with work and he wasn't there to help her... Maybe she needed some extra hands around the lab* \"W-well, if he's that strong I-I'm probably not gonna be a-able to battle him\""
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"Aww! But he's a friendly guy- Pretty sure he'll go easy at first, at least until you're ready!\"Reina said, smiling to Raice.\nShe just wondered now... Where would they even find Doc, or at least someone to train Raice, and possibly her too."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice thought about it for a second, tapping his chin and making a little hmm sound. After a minute of thinking he sighed and nodded* \"I will do it, but I might need to talk to someone first.\" *He smiled forcibly and took out his phone again and looked at it worriedly.*"
}
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{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"Hmm... Alright then! Ill wait for ya outside, then!\"Reina smiled, then soon decided to give Raice a quick hug before headed on out the chamber to wait for Raice."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice blushed and didn't know how to react to the hug. He ended up awkwardly hugging back before being left there. He waited a second before calling up professor pine, to check in with her* \n\"H-hey Professor. Is everything alright there?\"\n\n\"Raice? Oh hey I uh, hehe, I'm kind of alright. Didn't expect you being gone to change anything that much. The oddish miss Jumpluff and rypherior misses training with Scizor.\"\n\n\"O-oh, is rypherior ok?\"\n\n\"Welllll, he did punch a hole in the wall the other day but I patched it up. Or well, Haryama did\"\n\n\"Oh... If you want me to come back I will\"\n\n\"Well, I could use more help around here but... No, don't come back. Enjoy your vacation, you deserve it\"\n\n\"B-but you're stressed out... I have to give you a little help\"\n\n\"Raice... Listen. I know you want to help but this is for your own good. It's a good experience, get away from the island for a little bit, you know? It's great having you here but you haven't done much outside of research in a while. You're young, enjoy it before you become an old fart like me.\"\n\n\"Heh... Professor you know you're only 43 right? And, well... I need a minute to think about what I have to do. I'll call you tomorrow to check up on you ok?\"\n\n\"Just don't stay up worrying ok? I'll be fine. This old professor's stronger than she looks\"\n\n\"Heh, you sure are professor. I-I'll talk tomorrow. Bye\"\n\n\"Bye kid.\"\n\n*Raice hung up and sighed, before rendezvousing outside with reina, planting a fake smile on his face to mask his concern*"
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina was waiting with Mismagius, twirling and swaying about before soon looking to Raice after they rendezvoused with them.\n\"Alright! Where do you wanna go? We have the whole island to explore before we eventually find Doc!\"She said."
},
{
"author": "Raice Steele",
"message": "*Raice stepped outside and smiled kindly at her, a bit of a forced smile really. He thought for a moment before taking out a map and pointing at the bakery, signaling he wanted to go there. To be honest he didn't want to talk right now, too much to think about. Some food would do some good though.*"
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina smiled, soon enough beginning to head to the waiting for Raice to lead the way there. She figured some food would be pretty nice."
}
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{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Entering the premises, the kitchen is free of any chefs. Raihan assumes it should be fine to use since it's left unlocked. Anyway, he will always make sure to clean up after. \"Okaaaay. Time to get the ingredients. If you kids could, please get some potatoes and carrots- Meat could be fine... Red, would you like to pick which kind? They should be in the fridge over there.\" Raihan is getting the other necessities while he instructed the two: bowls, knives, and the such. He thinks getting them to work together will settle their small dispute."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris sighed, as frustrated as she is with Red it would be embarrassing to make a scene in front of Raihan. The girl walked to the fridge and looked around for some potatos and carrots.\"What kind of curry are we making really sweet, savory, spicy?\" She asked Raihan casually."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Cooking would keep his mind off his disputes with Iris. Before he could get something, he waited until Iris was away. Red nodded at Raihan and walked to the fridge. The meat he was in the mood of was beef, particularly brisket. The thought of thinly sliced slabs of meat on top of ramen made him hungry.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan gets out the rice and starts rinsing it at the sink, repeating the pattern until the water the rice in isn't too cloudy. \"What ya guys in the mood for? I like mine spicy but if ya guys want anything different, we could always make our own individuals... As tedious as it is.\" He dries the bowl before proceeding to put it in the rice cooker."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "It would be a pain making curry individuall, but they're all probably like minded when it comes to tastes. \"I actually really like the sound of spicy curry,\" Iris smiled a bit. The girl washed the vegetables and began to peel them."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Grabbing a sticky note and a pen, Red wrote down what came to mind. \"Very spicy\", he showed the written words to Raihan. The boy places the beef on the cutting board and a sharp kitchen knife. He did his best to cut it as thin as possible. However, the pieces were thicker than he expected.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan smiles crookedly, taking that as an opportunity to make it a challenge. \"You lot should know that I make the deadliest curry to mankind.\" He walk over to Iris so that he could hand her over some spicy ingredients like chilis and peppers. \"I call my most proudest curry dish 'Dragon Breath Curry.' You'll literally be spitting out fire to that one.\" He lets out a low laugh as he continue putting out peppers of any kind and sauces of the like."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Dragon Breath Curry sounded intense! Maybe the name of it excited Iris for the fact that it had dragon on it's name. \"Your proudest dish yet you say?\" The girl started cutting the regular vegetables and once she was done, she placed them onto a seperate bowl. She looked over at the peppers and chuckled as she was reminded of something about Drayden, \"Grandpa's not a big fan of spicy things at all. If he had this we'd probably have to rush the old man to the hospital!\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan would chuckle a little as he goes over to the stove and start on the broth. \"Is that so? I thought he would be taste deaf or something. I guess the old man is an old man, after all.\" Within the broth, he mixes in the sriracha sauce and cackles lightly like a witch. \"Oh yeah, that's the stuff...\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Gray eyes peered into the kitchen. It was a wide, and grand kitchen, comparable to a kitchen for professional chefs. Swablu's cotton wing gave Anvi's shoulder a tap; she was telling him there were people inside. He should try and talk to them! \nPink dusted his face. Well they seemed nice enough. He stepped out and walked slowly, still observing each and every thing that came into view."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris rinsed the peppers she was given onto some cold water and began to finely cut them. The girl proudly put the peppers onto the bowl and handed it over to Raihan. She noticed there was someone else standing the kitchen, watching them cook. Iris smiled and waved at them."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "As the sauce simmered he takes the cut veggies that Iris handed to him and starts pouring them in the pot. The new person caught him by surprise nd he assumed he was a chef or something. \"O-oh we're just borrowing this! I'm teaching the kids how to cook curry!\" Even though it seems like they have the gist of it already. But he later realized this person might not be a chef at all since they have that Swablu with them. \"Wait, you're not part of this mansion, are ya?\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Anvi waved back. That wasn't so hard, was it? Oh, what were they cooking? It smelled spicy, maybe too much. His eyes might start to water. \nHe didn't seem to mind the accidental assumption. In fact, he didn't hear it at all. Anvi looked up to him. Way up. Way up so that he had to bend backwards just to see how tall be was. \nSwablu noticed this and landed on Raihan's head instead. This was no man; this was a tree."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris giggled at the Swablu, she tried to tippy toe to pet the swablu but there was no hope of reaching that high. She wasn't *That short.* \"My hair's really big and bushy!\" The girl cooed at the bird like pokemon. \"You can go on me instead!\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red looked over at Anvi and waved at him. The atmosphere started to feel less heavy. Maybe after they finish making curry, he should have a conversation with Iris. (He was sure that she didn't mean to say those things.) After poorly cutting the beef brisket, he handed it over to Raihan.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "He tries peering up at the Swablu once it lands on his head. \"Well someone warmed up to me already.\" He lifts his hands up to pet the Pokémon only to see Iris trying to reach for the small creature. Feeling mean, he himself stands up on his tippy toes. \"Ahahah! You will have to do better than that, shorty!\" He's grateful for his height. But, he would goes back down on the soles of his feet when Red hands over the briskets. Raihan drools as her gently puts it in the pot to simmer along with the other ingredients. \"Oh man~ That's really the stuff~\" And then he starts adding in more of the sauce and pepper flakes while snickering evilly. \"Wahahah... You guys will see...\" The curry seems to change into a different color all together. Black and purple as if it's been too abuse by all the spiciness."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Okay, so the girl was trying to get Swablu to her, he could guess that by her beckoning action. \nAnvi looked over, and yet another person was there. He waves to him too. Three interactions in one day? Amazing. \nHe clicked his tongue twice. Swablu looked down, now perching herself on Iris' shoulder. She seemed nice enough. Besides, she could have been distracting to the tree—er, the man. \nAnvi went over and peered into the pot. Last time he checked, curry wasn't supposed to be those colors. He looked back at Iris and had a strained look on his face. He was a little hungry though."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris patted the swablu and boy were those feathers soft as ever! The curry did look a bit odd.. But she can trust that Raihan's a good cook. He is an adult after all. \"Would you like to eat with us?\" Iris asked Anvi, nudging her cheek onto the Swablu. \"It's really really spicy, but I bet you can bare through it! I don't think I've had a dish like this before, but we'll see!\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red sniffed the curry that Raihan has concocted. It had a similar smell to the flames Charizard makes when he mega evolves. What a heavenly aroma it emits! Despite its sinister appearance, Red's mouth watered from the powerful, savory smell.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "The curry is about done. It looks even bluer than the flames that the stove used to cook it. \"Now last but not least, send your love into the pot♡!\" He winks at them and forms a heart with his hands rather jokingly. With a blow to his hands, he sends his \"Love\" Into the ugly colored curry. It seems to burn a bit more. \"Makes it taste better-Pfft!\" He has to hold his laughter in, but if the rest follow along, it'll be even funnier!"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Swablu just had to bear with it. It wasn't too bad, but she'd definitely need to find clean water to wash up after this. Eat? He brought his hand up to his mouth, like he was going to put something in it. Then he glanced to Swablu, who nodded. He heard her correctly. \nAnother look at the curry still didn't convince him it was poison-free. He gave Iris a hesitant nod. But he'd wait until they tried it. \nThe curry was amazing to look at still. Would the man get burnt just by trying to touch over the pot? Those flames weren't a joke."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris raised an eyebrow at Raihan, slightly confused. \"Love?\" The girl's hands made a shape of a heart and she shouted as if she was conjuring as spell, \"Make it taste better!\" She blew into the heart to send her love to the curry. Now she's starting to have doubt that it even tastes good. What if the spiciness overwhelms the flavor?"
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*The outlandish colors of the curry looked more like Charizard X the longer he looked at it! Would love make it taste even better? It wouldn't hurt to try. Red made a heart with both of his hands and blew it to the curry. If he could handle the bitter cold of Mt. Silver, then this curry is nothing!*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Once the love by the two was inputted, while the newcomer stood by for the show (because heck, this thing is a nightmare in curry form, it's understandable), it is done. The curry is finally done. \"So good~\" Raihan marveled. The rice finishes just in time. Getting four plates, Raihan would scoop the rice out on them and then... The beloved curry. Oh man, it's spiciness could burn off nose hairs the longer you take a whiff of it. Raihan split it up accordingly for everyone. \"Here ya guys go~\" Then he remembers that he needs to clean his kicks *Because of a certain someone.* \"I'll be back but ya guys go ahead and eat first.\" He gives a sketchy chuckle before going to the corner of the kitchen."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red chuckled sheepishly from recalling the incident in the outback garden. Lesson learned: don't eat soggy Slowpoketail and drink ___ on the Beach. Looking at the facial expressions of Anvi and Iris, they seemed hesitant eating the curry. The Kanto boy took a large spoonful and shoved it in his mouth. He knew that the heat was nothing! Red continued to eat the curry happily*"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Should he have followed the others with their gestures? Before he could make his decision, the food was being played and served with a mound of steaming rice. It looked like a hearty meal. He takes a seat and stares down at the curry. The first thing he does is take a picture of it, and then leans over it to smell it. \nThat was a mistake. He coughs, but picks up a spoon anyway. He looked to Iris and Red, then made a motion for drinking. Milk would be preferable in this situation. \nHe looked to the boy. Wow, he seemed unfazed by the heat! Maybe it wasn't so bad—\nThe spoon had an equal amount of curry and rice as it was brought to his mouth. \nIt wasn't so bad—\nHe blinked once. Twice. Thrice. Tears welled in his eyes but he kept chewing. They suddenly started streaming down his cheeks."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris blinked astonished by the contrast of Red's reaction and Anvi's reaction. She looked down at the curry as it was radiating this sort of diabolical aura. *Red definetly asked for **Way** Too much spice.* Iris gulped taking a spoonful of the curry along with some rice. The girl started to sweat, trying to be as composed as Red. She took a few breaths, taking another large spoonful. Quickly, Iris jumped out of the chair looking desperately for the milk. The girl took out for cups and roughly placed them onto the table. She rushed to the fridge getting a jug milk and pouring some for her. Her eyes were watering, she might've been crying at that point. Iris chugged the milk, hoping it'll calm her taste buds but *It didn't*."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan finishes scrubbing off the caked in puke on his shoes. What a shame. They were his favorite. He leaves them to the side to dry and peer around the corner to watch the three eat their share. It seems Red had fed himself and- HE'S NOT FAZED?! The boy is stronger than he is and Raihan sighs. \"Of course... What a boring reaction...\" He mumbles. The newcomer male had tried the curry and he looked alright at first.. Before the taste seem to have hit him like a punch! Oh yeah! He's crying! But Iris... Iris was suffering the most and that's what he was looking for! Raihan had to send his Rotomphone over so that it could take pictures of their faces. \"Cheese, everyone! Cheeeese!\" He's laughing at them, holding his stomach. Ah, it is a spectacle."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris slammed down the milk glass and sharply glared at Raihan. Before she could even shout at him, she had to pause, sniffle and wipe away the tears from her eyes. \"Raihan! Is this some kind joke!?\" The girl ruffled her fluffy hair and took several huffs, clenching her fists as she tries to bare the sweltering taste of the curry."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*The curry tastes delicious! It was much better than the food served at the bar. Looking around him, Red felt bad for the two with poor spice tolerance. The curry must be too hot for them to handle. Grabbing two glasses of milk, he handed it to Iris and Anvi. (He didn't want then to suffer any longer.)*"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "It really did taste okay! But he couldn't really eat if he couldn't see what he was scooping up. He glance up to see Raihan's phone up, almost as if he was going go take a picture of them! That was a little rude, wasn't it? \nSwablu noticed Anvi's discomfort and casually his his face by stretching her wings. She used one of them to brush his face, now letting him eat more. He was finishing his second spoonful when a savior had given him the holy drink. \nHe looked up, tears still in his eyes from the heat but also from being thankful. Anvi grabs the cup with both hands. A couple gulps later had the glass completely empty. \nWait... Raihan had said something about cheese. That... Was a good idea! \nHe gets up and walks to the fridge. He had no shame rummaging through someone else's fridge. Aha, some shredded cheese. He takes the bag and returns to the table."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan had to try to maintain his laughter as best as he could. \"O-of course it's not! I-it's a challenge, y-y'see? And it looks l-like you lost!\" He's keeling over on the ground, gripping onto a nearby rack to support himself. Red and the new person haven't acted out much yet so he says they're still in the game. \"Bwhaha... Pfft!\" The dragon trainer is dying from laughing to himself, tears in the corner of his eyes. \"My sides h-hurt! Can't breathe! Ahahah..!\" The other two ~~survivors~~ were really taking it. It was when the new guy put shredded cheese on his dish that Raihan raised an eyebrow. \"W-would you like some pepper jack with that? Pfft! PWAHAHA!\" He's being an absolute fool."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"You madman!\" Iris clenched her teeth, pointing at Raihan. \"The only people that could handle that kind of spice are superhumans!\" Seems like the quiet ones are the ones that could bare such a hellish flavor, especially Red. The girl kicked his shin (do not worry she had sandals on) embarassed that he was humiliating her like this! And the new guest too!"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Anvi leans his head on the table and watches the pile of cheese slowly melt into the pile of curry. Sometimes it paid off not to hear people; this was one of those times. Whatever Raihan said must have been teasing since Iris was fuming! He was a bit irked himself, but the fact was that someone had made food and offered him some. That meant he was going to finish every bite of it. \nThe gooey cheese on top masked the heat just enough for the food to be tolerable. He still had to wait a minute after each bite before he could take another."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Famished, Red got himself seconds. He couldn't help it, his appetite was like a Snorlax! The curry was so good, it would be a waste eating it by himself. He sent out his Charizard to try the food.* \"Grar?\", the draconic Pokemon sniffed it in curiousity. *Taking a bite, Charizard's eyes widen. He spewed out fire towards the ceilings. Red burst out laughing at his Pokemon. It was ironic that Charizard couldn't even handle the curry's heat.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan reels back from that kick considering that his skin is showing there. \"Ya punk...!\" He holds his owwie there. \"Not my fault you couldn't handle it! So much for a dragon-type gym leader when you can't handle the Dragon Breath Curry!\" He's just trying to aggravate Iris more because of his bruised shin. \"Look at those two! They can take it fine while you're just a spoil sport-\" When Charizard is summoned and had a taste, fire would escape from it and Raihan couldn't help but laugh some more. \"Wha- not even Charizard can handle it? Pffft HAHA, that's just..!\" Unfortunately with the fire came smoke. And with smoke comes—... The fire alarm starts going off and immediately the ceiling sprinklers turn on inside the kitchen and douse the whole party down."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Quiet you,\" The girl growled, irritated by Raihan. Before she was going to tackle him, it was then the sprinklers in the kitchen showered her, drenching the cute outfit she had on. Iris took a deep breath and raised her voice, \"Red you fed your Charizard that?! That's just cruel!\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red returned his Charizard, his face glowed in embrassment. He didn't expect that to happen. To add insult to injury, the sprinklers made his curry gross and watery. He took a bite at the ruined dish and shuddered in disgust.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan looks up when the sprinkles start. \"Oh heck.\" Now they're all wet and require a change of clothes. So much for cleaning up after themselves. The kitchen is going to be wet! Unless... \"Help us out, Torkoal.\" He summons out the fire-type turtoise which brought out its ability \"Drought.\" Instantly, everyone's clothes are all dried up."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "A Charizard! Sprinklers! And a Torkoal. All that in just a couple of minutes. The plate and table glistened with droplets and small pools of the mini shower they'd all gotten. \nAnvi looked down at the food and let out a sigh. His clothes might have been dried in an instant but now his food was more like a soup than a curry. It did... Lessen the spice though. And it still tasted good. He gave a shrug and kept eating. \nSwablu flapped her wings a couple of times. It wasn't intentional but the water cleaned her wings. It was a free wash and dry, so she had nothing to complain about."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"That's convenient,\" Iris turned around to see if there was anything that was wet. \"At least we didn't cause a big mess like last time,\" She laughed as she recalled the first time she came here. Her and Red had to fight off a Gengar in his room; they damaged the furniture and completely shattered the windows. *Oh?* Iris was surprised Anvi continued to eat his curry, personally two large spoonfuls was enough for her to fill her stomach. *Maybe.* She wondered if Red was still hungry from all this."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Even if the curry was watered down, Red didn't want to waste food. It was hard swallowing the food but at least the flavor was still present. Finished with his seconds, he bowed to all three of them in apology.*"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Anvi kept on eating, at least getting half way through before he was tired of the taste. He pushed it away. Well, he tried. He sighed. What should he do with it? \nHe didn't want to throw it away bit it wasn't really edible. So he ended up scrapping it. He turns to the rest of the dishes and then collected them. He could at least wash them to show his gratitude."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "After observing to see if there was anything else off with the kitchen, things seemed to be in tip top shape. She noticed Anvi started cleaning up for him \"Oh thank you!\" Iris smiled at Anvi. \"Hey we never got your name! Or you never got our names as a matter of fact..\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan looks at the two silent males, amused by how stubborn they are. \"Oi, you guys don't need to eat anymore. It's ruined and done with. Let's just all get in a bath, ey?\" He sees the new guy starting to clean up and Raihan offers to help. \"Ya two are so alike, you'd make great pals, y'know.\" When Iris spoke up about names, Raihan blames himself. \"Oops, was too distracted. Name's Raihan. The coolest, the best gym leader of Galar.\" He winks at the newcomer. \"And the other two tykes are Red and Iris. Troublemakers, I tell ya.\" He shakes his head with a smirk."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Anvi kept scrubbing the dishes without a word. He didn't turn back around, so Swablu came over and tapped his shoulder again. \nHe turned around. Oh, she was there. He stared at her: more specifically her mouth. She was asking for names, he noticed. \nBig tree man also was talking. Raihan, was it? Oh, he's from Galar. He'd seen many programs about the region, it made Anvi want to visit there. And then the boy was Red and the girl was Iris. He's definitely heard these names before, but he never had the faces until now. This really was a place for the best of the best to gather. \nIt was a little hard to distinguish what he said. It was a little difficult for him to say it too. So Swablu picked up his phone and brought it over. Anvi typed quickly and showed the others the screen. \n*'My name is Anvi. I'm sorry if it seems like I'm ignoring you sometimes. I'm not, it's just that I'm deaf.'*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris puffed up her cheeks and narrowed her eyes at Raihan, \"We aren't that young y'know!\" The girl then diverted her attention over at the screen and nodded, \"I understand. It's nice too meet you Anvi! Anyway as he mentioned I'm Iris, Unova knows me as the Dragon Master! I know I'm small but I can pack a punch!\" She wondered if he understood her."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Tykes? Red shook his head at Raihan. Him and Iris aren't that young. What an old fart. He then turned his attention to Anvi. In response to the boy's message, Red pulled out a sticky note and pen. \"Nice to meet you I'm Red. I'm from Kanto\", the words on the paper spoke for him.*"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "He smiled as he followed along. Hopefully staring at them wasn't too uncomfortable; he wa pretty good at reading lips nowadays so he just did that. His eyes widened slightly. Wow, what a title. He put a hand to his chest and bowed slightly to both. It was a little surprising to see Red to write out his response, but Anvi couldn't say anything about it. \n\n*'It's nice meeting all of you. It's an honor to be around so many well known trainers.*\n\nHe felt reluctant to talk about himself, mostly since he was sure no one knew where he was from."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "*\"He's deaf? Interesting...\"* Raihan thinks. Aloud, he says, \"It's good to meet you too!\" He would pat Anvi on the shoulder on instinct. As it goes, he's starting to feel uncomfortable. Sure their clothes are dried off but it's kind of stiff too. \"Y'know what, guys? I'm gonna go to the ~\" It sounds nice to soak off after all these string of events. He returns Torkoal back into its Pokéball and wave at the three. \"See ya guys there? Or not~\" His astonishing how the group seem to grow the longer he's here."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Anvi smiled just a bit, especially at the pat. Contact was usually a friendly gesture, so maybe he was on the right track for friends. \nThere was a pool here, too? Of course, this was a mansion! \nHe would have followed without a second thought. However, he didn't... Enjoy water. He preferred the skies. But, he didn't want to just leave. This could be his only interaction for the day! He waves back to Raihan. Then he turns to Iris and Red. He tilts his head, asking if the two would go too."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris nodded, smiling at Anvi. \"I'll meet you guys in a bit, I have to change my clothes. I don't want these soaking wet.\" The girl pointed at her shirt and made a sheepish laugh. If they're going to a pool, she might as well change into her bathing suit. She then tapped Red's shoulder (hopefully he's still not upset with her) wondering if he's going to change as well. *Did he even bring a bathing suit?*"
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red spaced out for a moment, then bobbed his head at Anvi. The pool is an ideal place for group of friends to hang out. It would give him a good chance for Charizard to relax. (He did set off those sprinklers in the kitchen) His fire could make the pool more like a jacuzzi! Before heading to the pool, he wanted to have a chat with Iris in her room.*"
}
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{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Once in the kitchen, Amelia had to ring a bell for a chef's attention. As they wait, the girl asked Alphonse, \"What would you like to eat? It is good to make up our mind before the chef arrives so we could eat as soon as possible.\" Amelia doesn't eat as much since she was raised to not intake so much in large quantities so that she can keep her petite stature. \"I am deciding to go with the salmon seasoned with spice and lemon. Side dish of boiled asparagus.\" It makes her mouth water just thinking about it."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al would think for a moment before \"I'll have the Bolognese, please\" Al smiles hoping he didn't order something that was out of the way for them. \"So if I might ask, why send the invitations out *Now*?\" Al asks curiously."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She nods to his answer. It's nothing too extraordinary for them to make. As they wait, Amelia wonders what they should converse about next. Then Alphonse brought up an interesting topic. \"Well, actually, my birthday just happened. As my 19th birthday wish, I wanted to have all the strongest trainers gather here. It must have been too brazen, but my father probably knows how much I have been held out from the world. So he allowed it.\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"Oh well that was kind of him\" Al says not knowing what else to say. He wondered why her father was so protective of her but his intution suggested that it might be something extremely personal in which he wouldn't want to bring up. \"So who are you most excited to meet that you haven't met yet?\""
},
{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "~~(obviously monika)~~"
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"Oh I am excited to meet everyone! I cannot really pick only one to meet,\" She answers. Just then, a Pokémon enters the kitchen. A Lickilicky. It walks over to Amelia and she explains what they want. Donning a chef hat, it walks over to the stove and starts it up. Then it goes over to the fridge to pull out ingredients. \"Although, if I have to pick one, Professor Sycamore!\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al watches the lickilicky for a moment before turning his attnetion back to Amy. \"Proffesor Sycamore? Hmmm that's an intersting choice, guess you're into some science huh?\" Al was predicting this as he wasn't too sure, but given her interest in his arm that could have been one of her interests."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She starts to fidget, even playing with her hair. \"Yes, you can say that, but he's also quite the handsome man.\" In her mind, she thinks, *\"He's one of the crushes I would like to meet.\"* See the man in all of his splendor. But he's not going to tell Alphonse that. \"I have not been meeting a lot of the guests here despite having invited them. I have been too shy, you see. Have you made some new friends here in the meanwhile?\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"Looks like you have a bit of a crush on the man\" Al says smirking as he teases the shy girl. He's quite intuitive about these type of things though irocically he's missed quite a few girls who's had a crush on him."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"C-Crush? I would never!\" Amelia tries to protest as she turns away from Alphonse so that he won't see her blushing face. Lickilicky is quite the fast cooker as it passed the dish of salmon to Amelia. Next work is Alphonse's dish. Amelia takes her plate but doesn't make any move to eat just so that she can eat with Alphonse once his food is done. \"I... I just admire him, is all...\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al continues to smirk \"Mhmmm though I can't blame you I've heard a lot girls have a crush on him\" Al says trying to get her to calm down a bit. \"Or ahem admire him\""
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"Although I do not have a crush I him, I believe those that do is because of how he is from Kalos. The region seems rich with the sense of 'love' but I cannot say for sure.\" She wanted to change the subject because she herself is getting embarrassed. \"Oh, and how about you, Alph? Do you have a lot of female followers?\" Amelia could tell that he is quite the handsome fellow himself. His smile is almost intoxicating whenever he lifts the corners of his mouth."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"I have a *Cough* Following back in my reigion\" He says embarassed enough to cause a small blush. He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. \"There is a group that is let's just say...*Overzelous* About their *Fantasies* About meeting me.\" He gives a rather an awkward smile."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia must admit that seeing the man blush for once got her satisfied. She isn't the one to hold a grudge, but having this gift of seeing him embarrassed makes Amelia hum to herself in a sort of accomplishment. \"Overzealous... Fantasies?\" Since being sheltered, she haven't tread in such territory. \"What does that mean? Do they wish to ride Dragon-type Pokémon with you to the sunset? Or, they would like to reenact a fairy tale where their prince comes to save them?\" Her eyes bore into his, interested and curious of his answer, almost making it hard to break away."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"I- uhhhhh well... It's kinda hard to explain but erm I think it's best you don't know\" Al says nervously not wanting to taint this innocent flower. Al says leaning back into his chair scratching his cheek trying to act nonchalntly about it."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"I am always open up for knowing more, Alph. Now that I have the opportunity, I think now should be a good time as any to learn.\" She gets closer to him just so he could spill the beans, not realizing that she's getting in his personal bubble. \"If you assume it is because my mind is not capable to harbor such information, you are wrong. I believe I am quite docile when it comes learning something new so that I could fit in with the rest of you.\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al bites his lips as if to prevent himself from talking, he looks at her then looks away.\"Well... Alright if you insist\" Al says sighing finally cracking. \"Don't tell me I didn't warn you\" Then Al proceeds to to tell her about what these overzealous fantasies really meant after a good five minute of telling her he finishes it off with \"Then he would untie me from the bed and cuddle with my very satisfied body\""
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "It takes the girl a moment to take in all that she heard. Although, some of the vocabulary there still confused her, she knew what it all implied. \"Oh my...\" She whispers and hides her face in her hands. \"I... I apologize. It must be... Must be difficult for you to know women are eager after you like so.\" And for such vulgar reasons? Is this world so full of lust? She felt ashamed for even asking in the first place. After hearing all of that, she is left silent and appalled. Licklicky finally finishes Alphonse's Bolognese. \"Let us eat...\" She says quietly, not sure how to act around her male friend at the moment."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"Don't worry the entire worldn't isnt like that, just those group of girls are just overly enthuiastic to say the least\" Al says trying to back track. He takes the napkin and places it on his lap then he would take a fork and spoon as he twirls the bolognese on the spoon. He takes a bite out of the Bolognese and he smiles. \"Wow this is great!\""
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She shifts the salmon around in her plate, not very hungry at the moment. \"Yes but, uh, what brazen girls they are.\" She mostly feels bad for Alphonse. \"While I am glad you have fans, I hope they are not all like that. I am hoping for the other strong trainers as well.\" Amelia brings a forkful of her seafood to her mouth. \"I admire you all, but to an extent. You can relax around me, I will not be so... *Lustful* As those other female fans of yours.\" She rests a hand on top of Alphonse's in reassurance. She then finally eats her food. \"It is delicious! Lickilicky is our best chef along with his team of Lickitung!\""
}
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{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al smiles at her and nods. \"Thanks though I would have expected that from you\" Al replies as he squeezes her hand to reassure her what he just said. \"Now how did a lickilicky start cooking?\" He asks as he continues to eat his pasta."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia is grateful for Alphonse trying to help change the topic. \"I am not sure. Perhaps it took cooking classes? My father hired him so he must have come from a prestigious cooking school.\" But the girl enjoys watching it cook. It reminds her of a kind uncle she never seem to have. She eats more of her food before choking on it. The Lickilicky is alert and quickly hands over a glass of water along with a pitcher if the two wanted more. \"Ah, pardon...\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al stands up panicking seeing her choke as he starts to walk over but the Lickylicky was faster and she recovers he sits down. \"Heliex, you scared me!\" Al says holding his chest as he calms down. \"You nearly gave me a heart attack!\""
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"It was just a little discomfort...! Do not worry, Alph.\" She smiles with a small grimace. \"It is my fault for not chewing enough. Please sit back down and eat your food.\" Amelia eyes his Bolognese. \"Although, may I have some? You may try some of my salmon too, if you so desire, that is.\" Aside from her suffering, she's enjoying eating meal with a guest. Her parents were always too serious and her brothers' conversations bored her back at home."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al smiles and nods pushing the plate over \"Yeah sure thing, do you want me to feed it to you?\" Al asks teasingly giving her another smirk. He twirled some on his fork before holding it out to her."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia already wrapped the Bolognese around her fork before she could hear Alphonse offering to feed her. \"Th-Thats not necessary! I cannot imagine burdening you to... Feed me.\" She brushes a strand of her own hair behind her ear as she lean forward to have a bite. \"Mm!\" She makes sure to chew down her portion before speaking. \"This is quite good! As expected of Lickilicky.\" The pink Pokémon hears the compliment and beams proudly. \"You have to try the salmon. I implore you.\" She gives a modest smirk before lifting a forkful toward Alphonse while cupping her hand under it. It was a gesture of return for trying out his requested dish."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al was going to deny it but after she lifts up a forkful to him how could he say no. He smirks back as he accepts it allowing him to be fed by her. \"Mmmmm this is the best Salmon I've had!\" He gives props to the Pokemon clapping slightly. \"Though there is a slight taste... Maybe pomegranate?\" Al says smirking back at Amy."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She starts laughing nervously. \"P-pomegranate? Ah, Lickilicky, did you add some in accidentally or...?\" She lowers the fork and push the dish back toward Alphonse so that he can finish it up. The Pokémon would look questionable from this, knowing it never let any fruit nearby when it cooked. Amelia had to nod an apology to it as she secretly turns away from Alphonse and wipe her mouth away with a napkin. *\"How embarrassing...\"* She resumes eating her own plate."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al would finish the last of his Bolognese with a smile on his face. \"Don't mind it, I find that it adds to the Salmon.\" Al says try and lessen her embarassment though he's not sure if that's the best way to do so, seeing as the girl is quite flustered."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Eventually, they finish their food and Amelia leaves the plate for Lickilicky to clean (since she was raised with the knowledge that those who are hired, work for them for a purpose.) \"Where would you like to go next, Alph? Unless you have somewhere you yourself have to attend to?\" The time with Alphonse was enlightening considering she's been lonely since this whole thing have started. There has been little interactions here and there, but Alphonse is the person she have lasted so long with. Alas, if he had somewhere else to be, they can depart for the time being."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"I really don't have much to do around here besides I enjoy your company. So I don't mind staying longer\" Al says smiling sweetly at her. It's true he did enjoy her company so he wouldn't mind staying longer with her."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia is relieved from hearing that. \"If you say so, Alph. Then, is there anywhere else would you like to spend time at?\" She would like to give the male the opportunity to lead the way so that he wouldn't be bored wherever she would suggest. The island has many places to go, but it will have to depend on the person if they're interested or not. \"I am ready to go wherever you would like! We can... Learn more about each other?\" She tilts her head, causing her hair to cascade down her shoulder, giving Alphonse an innocent look."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al had to think of something that they could have in common and finally something came to his mind. \"Do you like music?\" Al asks hoping his intuition was correct."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia nods almost eagerly. \"I love music! But I do not think my kind of music is the one people these days often like.\" She lowers her head as if thinking. \"Just like learning, I am open to listen to new kinds of music! I was exposed to very little since I was sheltered. What kind of music do you like?\" She doesn't like to talk much about herself, deeming herself as boring."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"I love all music but I'm a huge fan of musicals\" Al says excitedly. \"Do you have a music room? Maybe we can have a small singing sssion?\" Al suggests getting a bit excited."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia claps her hands together in delight. \"Ah! We can go to the There should be a piano there! While the walls do not hold in our voice, does it matter? The whole mansion might as well listen.\" She smiles warmly, her cheeks rosy like before. \"I cannot wait to hear your singing, Alph. Personally, male vocals are the best for me.\" The girl waves at the Lickilicky before bowing toward it in thanks for the food. Lickilicky returns the gesture."
}
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{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Blue headed straight to the kitchen, having that one girl following him. Blue placed the groceries on the table, and placed all the dairy products in the fridge. He seemed quiet then usual, as he was pondering why Iris and Red- No. Iris, wanted him to come to over to her room."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She took all the other items and placed them in the pantry. She noticed that he was being quieter and she thought that maybe she was making him uncomfortable and she bit her lip. She wanted to say something, but she didn't, she felt like if she said something, it would just be something that would make it even more awkward. Leafeon scratched at the fridge, wanting snacks."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Why Iris though? Maybe Red told her to do that. He's probably that 1% in the world that knows Red talks. Blue's thoughts were interrupted with Leafeon scratching at the fridge, \"Did you feed your Leafeon? Go feed them something,\" He placed the vanilla bean on the spices rack, along with the sugar and salt."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "\"Hm?\" Oh. She just realized that Leafeon was hungry. She kneeled down and Leafeon came over. It looked like she was whispering something to her. Leafeon jumped in glee once she heard what Summer said. She reached into her bag and pulled out a container and took a cookie out of it, which she made herself. She gave it to Leafeon and she ate it all in one bite. (~~me~~) Her eyes sparkled and she made a sound of content. Summer just smiled and put the container away and stood up, feeling awkward again."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"So are you just gonna keep staring?\" It's bothersome enough for him to deal with Red being quiet. He placed the powdered sugar in one of the cabinets since he already stuffed one of the shelves. Blue's fairly organized, so he'll remember where he placed everything."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "Her face turned pink and she looked at the floor. *'Dammit... Why am I like this..?'* She lifted her scarf up to cover her mouth. She whispered a sorry, which he probably wouldn't be able to hear."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "To her dismay, Blue didn't hear a thing she said. Her words was too muffled up by the scarf, but at least he knew she said something. *What a weirdo..* Blue sighed \"If you want people to hear ya stop breathing into your scarf.\""
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She lifted her scarf down and whispered another 'sorry'. Her face was completely pink from being embarrassed. She didn't know what to do and she bit her lip and tensed up. Leafeon brushed her cheek against her leg and she relaxed."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"You're fine,\" He responded to her. He could barely hear her but assumed she said 'sorry'. She was so anxious, but for what reason? If she decided to come here, she should be aware of how strong every single trainer is and how high up their position is too."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She sighed and took out her notebook. *\"My apologies for my behavior, it was quite a stressful ride getting here and it just has me on edge.\"* She hoped that would be enough of an explanation for her behavior. She remembered the 'tourists' attacking her boat and it was quite a hassle to get away from them."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Right, I already said it's fine,\" He crossed his arms, he glanced over at the clock. Red and Iris, or maybe just Iris is waiting. \"Anyway, I have to get somewhere. Smell ya later.\""
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She sighed and just gave a small wave. Once he left she kneeled down next to Leafeon and let out another sigh. \"Why can't I just speak up?\" She said quietly to her. She bit her lip and Leafeon cuddled against her in a hug.\n\nShe heard footsteps by the door and her eyes widened and she quickly stood up. Maybe a bit too quickly, she tripped over herself and she went right back down and landed on her back. \"Ow..\" Leafeon ran up to her and nudged her cheek against Summer's."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers had followed the group as they made their way back. He felt exhausted even with being empty handed. Must've been because Raihan was carrying everything. Either way, he starts taking everything out very carefully. He still couldn't believe all their stuff fit into one bag! \"Are we waitin' till everyone's here to start cookin'?\" He asked. This kitchen was larger than any one he's ever seen. Damn, he really couldn't imagine being this rich. It was kind of scary. Once everything was put away, he takes a seat and leans back."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She yelped when someone walked in and she, slowly this time, stood up and looked around. She lifted her scarf over her mouth again and looked away from Piers, red with embarrassment. Leafeon ran over to him and just jumped on his lap. =D"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Hmm. We could wait for everyone before we start cooking but...\" Raihan starts digging in the bag, searching for the knife. \"Let's prep in the meantime, yeah!\" He continues sifting through the bag to find that knife so that he can sharpen it. Being in the kitchen, must mean there are more knives around, but a new blade would've been nice to work with too. Eh. It won't be any different when they're all honed. He turns toward a knife block and finally notices the blonde that was once with Blue and the Tyke Couple. \"Oh. Hello. Are ya gonna start cooking soon?\" That's when he also notices Allister... With the knife holster. \"Oi, Alli. Don't go carrying around that like it's a toy.\" He holds his hand out to the little boy. \"Give it here. We need to prepare the produce. Oh! And I can show you a neat trick too!\""
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She walked over to the fridge and took out everything you need to make a chocolate cake. (i haven't made one in awhile so i cant be specific jhfdkjhdskhjdfhk) Then she just silently did her own thing, sometimes showing off by doing fancy tricks with her spoon. It's probably best not to bother her."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers jumped a bit, almost cursing out. For some reason he thought that was going to be *Raihan* In his lap. Of course he'd do something wacky like that. Maybe. He shook his head and looked down at Leafeon and then put a hand on her back. \"Well, hey.\" He looked up to Rai, who was pretty focused on preparing to cook. \"Need any help, and I'm on it.\" He could... Wash produce, drain the tofu, or whatever else they needed in order to start. Maybe get the pots and pans out."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "After a while, the three Galarians were able to make their way back to the house, miraculously without spilling all of the groceries on the floor. As they made their way back, people did stare at him for the knife, but other than that, it was a lovely walk.\nThey finally got back to the kitchen where Raihan was handing out jobs for them to do, taking charge as always it seemed. They were gonna make the best curry ever! Right? Allister started pulling things out of the bag, wondering if he'd need to cut anything. Unfortunately for him, Raihan seemed to have noticed his new possession, and demanded to have it back.\n\"N-no way!\" Allister said. He pulled out the knife before spinning it around his hand. Tossing it up a bit, and then catching it behind his back. Nothing wrong here, he guessed. His dad never bat an eye at this kind of behavior.\n\"J-just tell me if somethin' needs to be chopped,\" He said with an unseen smile."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Damn. His face could've been sliced if he stood any closer to Allister. How could a kid be so well in handling a knife? Turning his head from the blade cutting the air, Raihan catches Piers offer. \"How 'bout draining the tofu and washing the vegetables? I was thinking of cutting the tofu into smaller cubes and mincing the produce-\" He redirects his focus back to Allister. \"*If* We can get a knife.\" As mentioned before, Raihan could've gotten another blade but he didn't want to leave this big one with a kid. \"I dunno, kid. I don't want your fingers minced in there too! If ya could just...\" He tries reaching behind Allister. \"Give it to me, ya can stir the pot at the end? How's that?\" Stirring the pot is the easiest job, though. Raihan assumes Allister is going to deny it."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Raihan was absolutely correct. No way was Allister just gonna stir the pot and move on with his life. He wanted to actually do something useful for this curry concoction. \"Mmm... Wh-why?\" He asked. He dodged the other's hand last minute, being able to scurry out of the way with the knife still in his hand. If he kept spinning it, he wouldn't have to give it up, but there was the worry that he would hurt someone else, and he definitely didn't want that. \"St-stirring the pot's boring...\" He stated, like it wasn't an obvious fact already. \"C-can' I chop s-stuff? Besides, i's not like 'm gonna stab someone...\"\nWhen Allister was eight, Beat had caught him playing with knives in the kitchen. She sure was furious, almost enough that she wasn't gonna endorse him to participate in the Galar league. Buuuut, she quickly learned he wasn't that clumsy. And that Allister wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone with a knife. Other than himself-\nHe gave it a few more spins before it went flying out of his hand and behind him... \"Agh fuck-\" He muttered. Someone would probably scold him for knowing that word at his age... Luckily, the knife didn't hit anyone, just clattering on the floor behind him. He knew Raihan was gonna reach for it, so didn't bother trying to pick it up.\n\"Ugh... 'M sorryyyyy...\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"If I say sure, you'd probably chop off your fingers. Now, give it. Please.\" His voice got a bit sterner. Maybe this kind of action is fine back at home, but in the eyes of Raihan, a kid shouldn't be with a knife no matter what. He made no more movements to Allister after the first one, just watching the ghost-type gym leader with his cyan blue eyes strictly. \"No. If ya wanna chop something up, ya better have someone literally hold your hand while you're doing it.\" Allister mentioned about how it's not like he'll stab someone and Raihan shakes his adamantly. \"My decision still stands. Why don't ya wash the produce and such with Piers? We're all gonna be prepping for now anyway. Nothing much to do.\" The knife flew from Allister hand and Raihan wince from it's clattering. He could only sigh when Allister cussed, probably his fault or Piers, so he felt like scolding wouldn't be in his place. \"It's fine, Alli. Just worried, 'kay? I'm not mad at ya.\" He ruffles the kid's hair, being himself again, before retrieving the knife. The lanky man then made his way to the cabinets so that he can receive the pots and pans. It didn't seem too long ago that he, Iris, Red, and Anvi ate curry here. \"Now time to give the veggies a bath!\""
}
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{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "Summer: After a few minutes, the cake was ready to go into the oven. She opened it up and placed it in. Leafeon got off of Piers' lap and walked over to her. When the cake started baking she turned to the others and bit her lip, unsure of what to do. She then walked over to a seat and sat down, and decided to draw in her notebook."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "After a few minutes, the cake was ready to go into the oven. She opened it up and placed it in. Leafeon got off of Piers' lap and walked over to her. When the cake started baking she turned to the others and bit her lip, unsure of what to do. She then walked over to a seat and sat down, and decided to draw in her notebook."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Huh, seems like he blanked out for a bit. He definitely heard what was going on and what his task was to do, but he made no motion got get up, even after a concerningly large knife went flying. He sighed in relief, seeing that no one, especially Allister got hurt from that. \"Too bad that didn't kill me.\" He said. It was still funny to him so why not. He finally stood up after Leafeon was out of his lap. Let's see here...\nHe grabs as many of the veggies as he could: bell peppers, carrots, even a zucchini. Onions and garlic didn't need to be washed, though. He also managed to carry the tofu over to the sink too, nudging Allister along the way. \"These veggies ain't gonna wash themselves.\" He told him. He decided he'd do the tofu while Alli could do most of the vegetables, since draining tofu was honestly a pretty tedious task. Just when you think it's dry, it squeezes out more moisture."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Okay, that's it. He was done. No more knife, because before anyone knew it, he was gonna kill someone. And as much as Allister liked to joke about having a new member of his team, that definitely wasn't the way to get one. \"Yep, 'm done,\" He said, with a tone of finality. He let Raihan retrieve the knife and was so relieved when no one was mad at him. Shaking his head to poof up his hair, which Raihan had just flattened, he decided that the other made a good point, and went to help Piers with the veggies.\nHe nodded at Piers's request, before grabbing all the vegetables in his small arms and dragging them over to the sink. What? Were they supposed to be washed separately or something? Doubtful, as Allister just threw everything into the basin and turned on the water. He tried in vain to roll up his sleeves so they wouldn't get wet, but no luck there.\n'Ugh, of course,' he thought. After just accepting the fact that his sleeves were just gonna get soaked, he got to work. \"H-hey guys?\" He asked. \"Do... Do we even kn-know what we're makin'?\" It was a valid question."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan grabs another knife from the knife block while also bringing along the pot and pan. \"I was leaning toward curry with tofu as the main ingredient! Guess that should be obvious, eh?\" He holds the knives together in each hand before sharpening them together just because he could. The sound of echoing metal is pleasing to the man's ears for some reason. \"Ya guys want me to show ya how I use Dual Chop? I swear, I'm not playing around.\" He places a cutting board in front of him as if implying something. \"A carrot please, monsieur~\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "After a while of standing on his tippy toes, Allister reckoned it would be easier for him if he just sat on the counter while washing these vegetables. Why did he have to be so short. He finished washing the carrots and and peppers, now having completely soaked the bottom halves of his arms, his glove, and his pants when he realized the only paper towels were on the other side of the room. Well, at least he was done with the carrots Raihan wanted.\n\"'Nd you say 'm irresponsible with a knife?\" He asked. Oh well, at least Raihan was an adult... Usually.\nHe tossed one, somewhat (incredibly) lacklusterly at the dragon trainer, but it wasn't gonna go very far. Not wanting to waste it though, he gave the carrot a last second kick, hopefully far enough for the other to catch it.\n'Nice save!' He told himself."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers looked down to Allister as he struggled to get anything done, really. Not being able to reach the sink, his clothing getting wet... It didn't have to happen. But Piers wasn't going to just lift his sleeves for him, since he might remind him of being babied or something. \n\"Ya could have brought a chair with ya to stand on as you washed them... Or ya know, asked for some help.\" Piers sighed, slightly exasperated at that. He wanted to treat him like he was an adult. It was always the little things that were obvious he was still young. Or maybe it was just Piers' sibling instincts coming out. He watches the carrot go flying into the air. He knew Raihan had good reflexes but with *Two* Knives in his hands, how well was he going to catch the carrot? \"Oi, kickin' the carrot is just gonna get it dirty again. Your shoes have stepped in everything and everywhere you've been walkin'!\" He clicked his tongue and shook his head, going back to draining the tofu."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Watch, watch, watch!\" He exclaims to the other two and backup a bit as the carrot comes flying at him. He slices the air in front of him with both blades, the carrot getting hit from one of the strikes. The pieces landed on the floor. Carrot wasted. \"Oi, I wasn't expecting Veggie Ninja! But how was that?\" He seems so proud of himself. \"Just kidding~ I'll start dicing. Alli, properly gimme the veggies. And once you're done there, gimme the tofu, P. *Chop, chop.*\" He's chuckling at himself for practically making a dumb pun."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She looked up from her notebook and raised an eyebrow at them. Leafeon didn't care if the pieces were dirty on the floor, she ran over and ate them. Then she jumped on the counter and sat down. Summer bit her lip, she hoped Leafeon wasn't being a bother to them."
}
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{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Okay, so Allister *Was* Just a little disappointed that Raihan wasn't able to do anything that cool with the carrot, unless dropping on the floor counted. He looked at Piers with a shrug, who, to his surprise, was rather annoyed looking. Rare sight honestly. Up there was Bea smiling and Allister showing his face, the retired gym leader making any expression but apathy was one of the rarest sights in Galar. But seriously, who could blame him right now, looking at the wasted carrot on the floor.\nHe rolled his eyes at the chopping pun, but still handed over almost all the washed vegetables he could carry. Not wanting any more of them to die for Raihan's showing off. \"A-are we gonna h-have any t' eat after this?\" It was supposed to be a joke, but just came off as sad. Then again, weren't most things he said."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "He rolled his eyes at the puns. Maybe he just didn't feel eager to mess around like usual. Particularly since he was pretty hungry ~~and didn't want to admit it.~~ But geez, someone paid for that carrot to eat, not end up on the floor because someone didn't want to walk over and give it to another person. He remained quiet as he finished draining the tofu. \"Don't make me drop this tofu. You'll have a sad curry if ya just have a bunch of veggies in it.\" Well, some people would probably like it, but he wasn't thinking it would be them. He brings it over as well as a cutting board so that it's easier to slide the tofu in once they got started. He looked down, catching Alli's words. \"Not if you two keep messin' around like you were.\" He too tried to make it sort of a joke; but his irritated demeanor just a couple of minutes ago might not have sent that message."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Having a lot of experiences, Raihan could easily read the room. Their mood can't be down or the curry will be sad! Piers had a point too. Tofu is their star in this dish! Plus, the paler male being all indignant makes sense. Food shouldn't be wasted. Even with Piers' funds back at home, it should be common sense. It's his fault for telling Allister to throw the carrot. \"If ya guys don't trust me that much, cut them yourself!\" He handed Piers the knives. \"It's fine anyway. I should probably change before my threads get dirty.\" The rainwater from the battle earlier also made him feel grungy. He scans the kitchen for a closet maybe and his eyes settled on a pantry door. Checking it out, Raihan knew something like this would be in here! He sneaks behind Piers and slips the *Apron* On his friend, and ties the strings at the back. \"There! I deem you our head chef!\" The dragon trainer snickers a bit before leaning in and pecking Piers at the temple. \"I know it doesn't say it, but 'kiss the cook', ey?\" It was gay and Raihan knew it. He steps back in case Piers would lash back at him for doing something so rashly. \"I'll be back, gang~ Don't miss me too much~\" And off he went to his own room."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Ok, ok, 'm sorry,\" Allister said, actually feeling really guilty for wasting food. But it *Was* Raihan's idea, so he wasn't completely guilty either. Oh well. He yawned for like, the eight hundredth time that day, leaning back against the wall and pulling his feet up onto the counter. So much for actually making the curry, as it seemed no one was getting anywhere with it. Which kinda sucked, since Allister was hungry, not as much as Piers seemed to be though.\nHe was about to zone out until something happened when he heard a smooch, and realized what was going on. Raihan just *Kissed* Piers, right after putting an apron on him. What the heck? Allister tried to hide his snort of laughter with a cough, but that really didn't work, instead just sounding fake and weird. Oh boy, he was glad they couldn't see his face. It wasn't like he had a problem with boys kissing each other. He just never expected Raihan of all people to kiss Piers of all people. What a sight.\nAfter the dragon trainer left to change, Allister didn't feel like following him, wanting to actually get the curry made, but he did want to know what was going through the gigantic man's head. He pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found Raihan. And oh hey, the picture sent. Sure enough, Allister's face was a bit distorted in it. Good.\n\n🐉Rai Rai🐉: [image] \n\n\n🎶Ghost Child💜: hey Raihan, what was up with that?\n\nThe kitchen thing?"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "For once Raihan wasn't walking with his phone out. A message pops up for Allister five minutes later. It read: \n\n[*Wat ru talking bout??*]"
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister really, really wanted to know. Why he was so invested was anyone's guess, but he assumed Piers wouldn't mind if he spared a moment. Not like he was very helpful with the curry anyway.\n\n🐉Rai Rai🐉:wat ru talking about??\n\n🎶Ghost Child💜:You kissed Piers... What's up with that? I'm just judging, just curious... 😔🤔😌"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Once again it takes a bit before a message is sent back. About seven minutes before a new one from Raihan pops up on Allister's phone. It read:\n\n[*Well it was supposed to be a secret 🤫 buuut he and I are bf~*]"
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Oh... \nAllister jumped off the counter, put his phone away, and booked it down the hall."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Wait...*Wait!* When did he say that?! He just didn't want any more ingredients landing on the floor. He rolled his eyes and take the knives, but put one down. He only needed one of them to cut with. He was already too busy chopping up the vegetables into medium sized pieces to even notice that Raihan had snuck off for a second. \nPiers let out a gasp and his back arched a bit when feeling the constraint at first. When he looked down... It was an apron. \"Ey, hold on a minute! Ya can't just—\" Did he... Did Raihan just *Do* That?!\nHis face was almost as red as some tomatoes on the counter. His hair probably could have been heard swishing, as fast as Piers turned his head. \"What the HELL!\" \nHe couldn't quite tell if he was feeling angry; his face was red and his heart beat was up, but in a different way... No. Nonono—\n\"Fuck.\" He just had to block it. His chopping increases until the vegetable is almost minced... Yikes. He shakes his head and then continues on to the tofu. Where was Alli going in such a hurry? Oh well... At least now he wouldn't be bothered. If he was going to have to do *Everything* Then he might as well be alone."
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{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister rand from Raihan's room as fast as he could. For two reasons. Not because he was scared of getting kissed, no, hardly that. No one he knew would do that, and if they did, Gengar could, and absolutely would bite their fingers off. Nah, Allister just wanted to get back to the kitchen as quickly as possible because he a. Wanted to know what Piers thought of the kiss. And b. Didn't want piers to realize he had noticed and gone to ask about it. Conflicting goal, yeah, but what else was he supposed to do?\nUpon entering the kitchen, it was literally empty with the exception of Piers, who was busy cooking. Oh good, hopefully he wouldn't notice. As Allister ran in, he scrambled onto the counter by the sink, as if he'd been there the whole time. Which logically made not sense, but it did in his own mind. He wasn't even subtle about it, bashing his knee on the cabinet as he got up.\nBut oh yeah. There was a second reason he'd run back from the kitchen so quickly. \"P-piers!\" Allister quickly said. He didn't think about a good way to ask this, even though he probably shod have. \"Wh-when did you 'nd Raihan bec-become boyfriends?\" He asked. \"Oh 'nd Raihan kinda tried to kiss me...\""
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Pretty soon he got the vegetables going, he threw them into a skillet. The colors of the vegetables mixed in with some spices was already starting to come together. He even made a stock with the odds and ends with the vegetables. He had that boiling on the side while the vegetables were sizzling in a pan. It smelled really nice... Piers would taste it after a moment. \n\nHe didn't take his eyes off of the pots even when Allister came back in. He wouldn't let him know that he knew he was gone. He looked over and quirked a brow. Why did he jump on the counter? \"Yes?\" He asked, turning back to the pot. He... Wasn't expecting him to say anything. But then THAT came out. \nHe had just taken a spoon out to taste the broth when he coughed. \"Ah, shit.\" He watches the spook plop into the boiling stock, now looking for another to take the first one out. \n\"Why'd he try and do that—nevermind. I already know the answer. He's a dumbass.\" \nHe blatantly ignored his first question, still unable to process what happened before Raiahn left. Was this some sort of prolonged joke? First the family thing, the chef thing and now they were boyfriends?! *And why wasn't he totally upset about that thought?*\n\n\"Boyfriends, huh? Well—\" He sighed. He really had to think of something, because Allister was serious about this. \"Fuck, I don't know.\" \nHe meant that to be more quiet to himself, as in he didn't know what to say in his lie. Now he was really thinking about what was going on, leaving the kitchen quiet as he stood there."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan enters the room. He didn't know that Allister was planning to ask Piers of the \"Bf\" Thing. Really. He thought the boy was genuinely scared of the cooties he was going to give him from a simple kiss. He lifts a single hand in greeting to the two. \"Yo. How ya hold down the fort, Piers?\" He was expecting that in that short amount of time maybe Piers would be done chopping so they could start cooking. The room is full of aroma so the guy apparently took it upon himself to go on without them. Raihan has to smirk at the pasty pink apron that the paler male wore, though. For chefs that worked here, maybe they're not too shy wearing such a cute color. Lucky too, because it looked pretty ~~cute~~ funny on Piers. \n\nHe had walked right in after Allister asked the question so he's unknown of the awkwardness that is created from it. \"Woooow~ It smells amazing in here, P! Sorry for taking so long~\" He looks over at Allister and gives him a shushing motion as if to tell him to not say a word about their conversation (even though Alli already did!). Walking over to Piers, Raihan hesitated(?) thinking back to the joke and how the two are boyfriends. Even if Allister is a kid, it's obvious that the two aren't dating. Is it... That believable when Raihan made that joke? In the social world, it's not new to be paired with another person when you're a celebrity~ Simple interactions between two can make fans go crazy.\n\nRaihan isn't too fazed from it. That's what being popular does to ya. But hell. If it's an inconvenience to his colleagues, Raihan would find a way to stop any said rumors. He's a big influencer after all. Alas, while they're away from the public eye- \"Smells good~ Can I have a taste?\" He comes up right behind Piers and holds him around the waist in his usual touchy-feely way."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "*'Get a room..'* She said in her head. Did anyone even know she was in here? She sighed and turned back to her notebook and continued to mindlessly draw. Leafeon walked over to her chair and laid down beside it and closed her eyes."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "So he was back. Piers took a quick glance at Raihan but didn't do much staring since he needed to get a spoon out of some broth, before they'd have a metallic curry. Maybe good for steel types but not for humans. Piers finally got the spoon out. The heat from it caused him to juggle it a bit before it landed into the sink. He just poured some water over it, picked it up and went back to using it. \nPerhaps it was because Raihan said something before he did it, that made Piers ready for that embrace. He seemed not to listen at all for a minute, and then almost leaned himself back as soon as Raihan's arms wrapped around his waist. He said nothing. Then, he dips the spoon into the broth and brings the steaming utensil up. He turns around, his face only being a few inches from Raihan's, he bring it to his lips with his hand underneath. \"Be real honest about it. I'm seein' how the broth tastes before I start mixin' it with the curry paste.\"\n\nThis was... Pretty domestic, wasn't it? He looked over to only see Alli and the girl with the Leafeon. It was possible she might have thought something of the situation, but he had no idea; she didn't say anything to change that. \n\nWhen Raihan would taste it, Piers moved the spoon away. He then held it out to the other male again. \"Go wash it now. I'm still usin' this spoon for cookin'.\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Uhh... 'M sorry!\" Aah... He's said too much. Right? The room was pretty awkward by now, at least to him and Piers. Raihan didn't seem to get what was going on by now. Seriously, were they, what was it called, a couple? Were they not. He wasn't completely ignorant, and knew that some kind of romantic drama would make the fans go wild. And they Galar gym leaders were basically sports celebrities. Allister sort of wanted to ask, but fear of making things worse and getting yelled at held him back.\n\"Mmm, nevermind...\" He said, probably quiet enough that no one even heard him. \"I jus' think y-you two'd be c-cute together...\" Again, hopefully no one heard that. He jumped off the counter now, almost walking into Piers and his burning spoon. \"Eek,\" He squeaked, walking around it to see the curry. Well... It didn't look terrible... Better than anything Allister himself had ever cooked.\n\nHe rolled up a sleeve before dipping a finger in the curry, just fast enough so as not to burn himself. He gave it a taste and, \"Woa... P-piers. Th's is great!\" Kinda bland for Allister's liking, but he also drank Polteageist tea on the regular, so many things he ate were odd.\n\"Mm, n-needs salt... In-in my opinion,\" He said, before tasting the curry again."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Blue barged into the kitchen greeting the familiar faces that were there, \"Bonjour mon amis!\" He went to the cabinet where he got to the vanilla bean, powdered sugar, sugar, salt, chocolars and cream of tartar, \"Iris get the heavy cream, eggs, and butter and Red get the measuring stuff!\" \n\nIris nodded, it was just like that time Raihan taught them how to make that terribly spicy curry! Except it was baking which Iris had so and so experience with in comparison to cooking. As she gets the said ingredients from the fridge, she wondered if Red had any experience with baking."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She flinched when the three of them barged in. Leafeon immediately woke up and jumped on Summer's lap, almost making her fall off her chair. She sighed and patted the grass type on the head. She got up with Leafeon in her arms and set her down on the ground and walked to the oven. She put on an oven-mitt and took out the cake and set it down on the counter. She was going to wait a few minutes before decorating it to let it cool down."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red dug into the kitchen drawers. Blue just needs the measuring stuff, right? Wrong, he needed all the tools necessary to make these dishes. Besides the measuring cups and spoons, he also got mixing bowls, whisks, spatulas, baking trays, cake pans, and a hand mixer. Blue wasn't specific about the tools he needed to bake. At least the kitchen counter had plenty of space to put down all of these things. Red nodded, feeling accomplished of his deed.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Whoa. Raihan didn't expect Piers to be so docile. Or was he always like this? The lanky man feels his face warm a bit when he noticed how close their faces are. Wait. Don't they usually screw around like this? Raihan being touchy-feely, up-in-your-face, and too-close-for-comfort? It's not unfamiliar for him to be so content being in others space considering how much a tease he is. So of course Piers would be used to it, too? Maybe it's because Allister filled his head with boyfriend *This* And boyfriend *That*, that Raihan is a bit more... Shook up than usual. Again, was it that believable? Raihan takes the spoon in his mouth and swallows the broth. It's light and eases down in his throat well. Yeah, they need that curry paste but this right now is good if they were to make soup. \n\n\"It's good~\" He replies while enjoying the embrace. He felt so warm and cuddly more than usual. He doesn't let go even after Piers told him to wash the spoon. He doesn't mind if they stay stuck like this for a while longer. Whats up with him all the sudden? Then, he snap his attention to Allister when he stuck his finger in the broth. \"Hey, hey, hey!\" He lets go of Piers to swat Allister's hand even though the kid already withdrew it to have a taste. \"Properly ask next time, Alli! You'll hurt yourself and that's-that's dirty.\" Everything else in the kitchen seem to move the moment after that. Blue bursting in surprised him, commanding the others like a lead robber does to his lackeys. The other girl that was in the room finished her cake and Red dug around in the drawers, making quite the noise. He leans back toward Piers just so only he could hear. \"Kids,\" He commented. Although, there's a small laugh in it. Everyone sure is lively. There's never a dull moment! Raihan washes the spoon then and returns it to Piers."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"I appreciate the effort but we won't be working with *All* Of that. Put the baking trays and cake pans away. We won't be making an entire cake,\" He looked down to the cabinets, taking out small porcelain souffle dish bowls. It was perfect for making both the dishes. \n\nIris helped Red put the cake pans and baking trays back. She leaned on the counter poking at the ingredients and messing with the measuring tools. \"Sooo what do we make first?\"\n\n\"We'll start with the chocolate souffle, \" Blue took the dishes and split apart from one another so that way it'll be evenly distributed. He put his hand on chin, \"We're gonna apply a generous amount of butter around the side of the souffle. Boy are these bowls what do they call'em?*Haut comme trois pommes*!\" He said trying to be all fancy. As Iris was buttering the bowl she tilted her head wondering what Blue said."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red sighed, putting away the baking trays and pans. It was a pity that Blue was going to use those small bowls instead. Looking around the kitchen, he looked at the cabinets with curiousity. Maybe it has bars of chocolate inside of it! While Iris was buttering the cake pans, Red helped himself with some Kalos chocolate bars. He offered Iris with a piece of chocolate.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Red, we're supposed to-\" Iris glanced over at Blue then the chocolate. It did look really *Fancy* Almost *Too fancy*. She discreetly took the piece and ate it. It melted into her mouth, somehow the texture was really smooth and velvety. \"Kya! This is really good! Can I have another?\"\n\n\"Oi what in the world are you luvdiscs up to?\" Blue frowned as he was too concentrated with buttering the souffle dishes. There Red goes back to his shenanigans. \"Red put the chocolate away and help out.\" He narrowed his eyes at the two specifically Red."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "When his was smacked, Allister resisted the urge to revenge kick Raihan, as often seemed to be his desires. \"M'kay sorry...\" He said, looking away. He scratched the back of his head with a sigh, always hating when adults would ridicuel him. It made him feel like a little kid, which he was, but then the other half of the times he was expected to act like an adult. \"He's still just a kid,\" Was a phrase used on Allister, but only when it was convenient for someone else. Sighing at the blatant hypocrisy, the ghost leader jumped down from the counter top, just in time for people to burst into the room, scaring the crap out of him.\n\"Agh!\" He screeched, a little too loud to be considered normal, before hiding behind Raihan. On the way, he had to duck around Iris and Red as they got out pans for baking something Seriously, why was he so jumpy... These were people he sort of knew. Eh, at this point he kinda just accepted it as his default response, and since he wasn't actually scared, stepped out from behind the giant man and shrugged.\n\"Kids?\" He asked, looking up at the other two. \"N-nevermind wh't wen' on b-before w'th you two... 'N you s-say *We're* Weird?"
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "*'That's probably enough time.'* She said to herself in her head. She took some frosting (that she made herself) out of the fridge and started frosting the cake. Then she placed some of the frosting in separate bowls and dyed them each different colors. Then she started to make some flowers on the cake with the frosting. After she was finished she looked at it for a moment and then put it in the fridge to save for later, or just a treat for anyone who decides to look in the fridge, she didn't really care."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red nodded, handing another piece of that exquisite chocolate. He took another moment to enjoy another piece. Turning his head, he saw Blue working on the souffle. It was difficult to take him seriously knowing that he still had that Gracidea flower on his head. Putting away the chocolate in his jacket pockets, it's time to work on the desserts. Grabbing out the mixing bowl and whisk, he waited for Blue's instructions.*"
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "There were two people baking at the moment. He wondered how that would go on—ah, right. They were in a minted person's mansion right now. Of course they had more than one oven. Still, it was smelling really nice. They'd have a whole meal ready; a feast, actually. Two baked desserts, two curries and whatever Irsia and Anvi would make since he didn't know. He saw fish in their cart so it was bound to be good. \n*Why... Wasn't he letting go? Wasn't this supposed to be a joke?* \n\n\"Other people are gonna be eatin' that. Ya could have just asked or waited for a second.\" Piers said, backing Raihan up on that. Oh well, he already did it. Also, they were joined by a bunch of other tykes coming in and getting ready. Seems like everyone was hyped for cooking. \n\"Heh. Yeah.\" It surprised Piers each time he'd actually agreed with Raihan. This didn't happen so easily, did it? Ah, too much thinking going on. He was just about to tell Raihan to move back since it was getting hot. The steam was picking up again on the food. He took the spoon and stirred the broth. \"Some salt, huh?\" He asked, remembering Alli's comment about the broth. He finds a salt shaker and puts some more into it. \n Piers carefully begsn pouring the broth into the sizzling pan, watching the ingredients come together in the liquid. Huh... There was still a LOT of broth left. \n\"Oi, Raihan. See if there's any rice 'round this place. We could have it to pour the curry over.\""
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Blue sighed handing Red a knife and a cutting board, \"Cut the chocolates, into small rugged pieces. Then get some butter and the pieces of chocolate put on a bowl, and under than bowl have simmering pot of water. Kapeesh?\" It was a lot for Red to do, but Blue *Sort of* Trusts his intuition. Meanwhile him and Iris are covering the buttered bowls in sugar."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"'Kay! I get it!\" Allister grumbled, crossing his arms. \"I shouldn've t-touched the curry. 'M sorry, 'kay.\" Great, now everyone was mad at him. But hey, what else was new right? All the time. Allister had an idea? Well, he was just a kid, so ignore him. Allister break something in his own gym, well shit, he's in trouble. Nope, being a kid's no longer an excuse apparently. But did they have to keep repeating themselves. Not like he had the guts to ever bring it up. They were off in their own world now, so Allister was back to doing his own thing on his own time. As per usual. Well, he was pretty glad about it, especially with the recent turn or events.\nIgnoring the lovebirds, he went over to the sink, having pulled out a large pitcher from a cabinet, and filled it with water. There were several ovans around the place, so he just randomly picked a spot, put the kettle down, and went about boiling the water for his tea. And no, the other Galarians weren't any. He'd decided that.\nNot like anyone would want it anyways. The last time he tried making tea for them, they all just got somewhat sick, even though he warned them it would do that!\n\"Gengar,\" He said. \"D' me a favor nd get the b-black tea outta the cabinet.\" As he waited for the water to boil. It didn't take long, and the kettle was screaming. \"P-perfect!\" Allister dragged it off the stove, mumbling that it was hot as he placed it on the counter and went to grab a cup. Just one. As he was pretty sure he wanted to take it to his room."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Hey! Kissing each other ain't weird!\" Raihan defended really fast when Allister spoke up about it. He nods quickly to Piers before looking around for a rice cooker. *\"Ah, shoulda started that up before.\"* Seeing that Allister trailed off to do his own thing (was he making *That* Tea?), Raihan walk back to the pantry door. Resting at the bottom of all the other miscellaneous shelf items, was a bag of rice which he had dug in before. Retrieving some in a bowl, Raihan brings it to the sink near Allister and start rinsing the grains. \"Um, Alli. I'm not sure if ya want to brew that for peo-\" Last time he tried that tea, he was almost brought to the dead! But the little kid must have had his mind elsewhere because he went off to find a stove. \"Wait-!\" The water in the rice overflows and Raihan had to stop himself before dumping the water from the bowl. \n\nIn the end, he finished rinsing the rice and and placed it in the rice cooker. Sighing, he'd return to Piers. \"The rice is just cooking now~ We just gotta let the curry simmer~\" Then he points over to Allister. \"He's thinking of massacring all these peeps or what?\" Raihan is only saying that since assuming the ghostie was gonna share the pot. Speaking the next rather loudly, \"Alli, what ya doing?\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "It was almost done... Aaaaand there, perfect! It was almost done, he just needed to add the final ingredient. He pretended not to hear Raihan, since he feared he'd already get in trouble for this. \"Don' worry. 'M only makin' it f'r me.\" He wasn't gonna make anyone drink it, not after last time. He pulled out a pokeball, summoning Polteageist. \n\"Hello... \" It said, in an unenthusiastic tone.\n'Hey, umm... Your cold, can you boil?\"\n\"Why...\"\n\"'M making the special tea,\" He explained. \"Now c'n you heat up 'n st'p making me look energetic?\"\n*\"No...\"\nHe flicked it.\n\"OW!\"\nWhich pissed the Pokemon off just enough to make the tea inside it boil.\n\"Thank you.\"\nNow holding the boiling tea which, somehow, was not spilling out everywhere, he filled his mug halfway with normal tea, and half with the ghost's.\n\"Also,\" He looked at Raihan, raising an eyebrow. \"I warmed y-you guys. 'Snot my fault G-glrdie drank three cups n' ended up in the hospital.\" Though he only intended to pour his own, Allister unconsciously poured two cups...\n\"Uh...\" He awkwardly shrugged, before picking both up, about to take both to his room."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Before cutting the chocolate, he brought a pot of water to a boil. Once it started boiling, he brought the cutting board out of one of the kitchen drawers. Red twirled the knife, catching it by the handle. He chopped the semisweet chocolate into irregular chunks and tossed them into a bowl. The boy placed the bowl over the pot, stirring the chocolate and the butter together.*"
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers looked over, nodding in approval when seeing the rice was now cooking, The meal was really coming together now. This... Might be a decent dish! All that was needed was to add the tofu later on, so it wouldn't crumble. It would still taste nice, but the big chunks of the soft food were certainly aesthetic. \n\n\"Tea?\" Piers looked over, now able to walk away from the stove once everything was just simmering. He didn't take the apron off. It would be a hassle, and there hasn't been enough accidents in the kitchen today for him to be comfortable. Besides, they were still waiting on Leon, miss Irsia and Anvi. When seeing the teapot Pokemon out and boiling something, Piers shivered. He's heard of that tea. It wasn't bad, not bad at all! But that's what made it scary. You drink too much and you'll get sick. *Really* Sick. Though, something to drink would be nice. \n\"Ey, you're not thinkin' of drinkin' *Both* Of them are ya?\" Piers quirked a brow, his usual apathetic expression on his face. \"The only wrong part about that memory was Gordie doin' somethin' stupid like that.\""
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{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "He walks up next to Piers, smiling brightly. \"Yeah, some tea would be good~ especially if we're all gonna be having dessert soon.\" He waves at the other party in the room. Although, unlike Piers (from his assumption), Raihan's stomach turns at possibly lowkey drinking a *Pokémon.* But it shouldn't be bad if the kid is ingesting it. \"Hey, dontcha know tea tastes better when ya talk with someone over it?\" Snickering, he leans on Piers. That saying is *So* Cheesy, but knowing how lonely Allister is, he doesn't want to leave him alone. Them Galarian gym leaders gotta stick together! That second cup seems to be an unconscious invitation on top of that."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Aaand 'operation drink tea alone' was busted. Thanks guys. Allister didn't know whether to be mad about that, or glad. Well, he was a little of both, and a little concerned. One of two things was gonna happen. One, someone was gonna drink the tea, and it wasn't gonna end well. Or two, someone was gonna drink the tea, and it wasn't gonna end well, AND Allister was gonna get yelled at for giving it to people. He was so close to lying, saying he wanted to drink both cups, and bailing, but his social side (small as it was) got the better of him.\n\"O-oh! Would you two like s-some?\" He held up one of the cups towards whichever one of them wanted it. \"I-I put some of Polteageist in it so... Maybe n't a g-good idea if you drank it... B-but if you want to... Uh... Here?\" He just put the cups on the table and backed up.\n'Please don't drink it and get sick! Please don't drink it and get mad either...' He shrugged like it was a light hearted thing. Which it was.\n\"Ehem... H-how's the curry?\""
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Blue carefully separated the egg yolks with the egg whites onto a separate bowl. \"Hey Iris take these to Red. Tell him to add the egg yolks and a pinch of salt onto the chocolate mixture.\" While Iris did that, Blue took out the handmixer and beated the egg whites. He added some cream of tartar while at it and gradually added the sugar. Until the egg white mixture was fluffy and had soft peaks, Blue handed it to Iris giving her those cake spatulas. \"Fold these into the mixture, but be careful. *Ce n'est pas de la tarte* So don't over mix it. Kapeesh?\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*A pinch of salt? Wouldn't that make the dessert salty? Grabbing only a couple specks of salt, he sprinkled it onto the eggs. Red grabbed the eggs yolks from Iris, mixing it together with the chocolate mixture. He continued to stir it until it was well combined.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Once the chocolate mixture was thoroughly mixed, Iris took the egg white mixture and combined 1/3 of it gradually, trying to be as careful as possible. She remembered doing something like this when she baked macarons with Drayden. As Iris was doing that, Blue preheated the oven waiting for them to get the mixture done. Blue preheated the oven waiting for the chocolate mixture to be done. \n\nIt looks like it was folded in pretty well, so Iris. She recalled Blue telling them NOT to fill it all the way through, only 1/4 of it. As instructed she poured 1/4 of the mixture on every dish. He carefully placed each dish onto the oven and closed it. 25 minutes to go.\n\n\"Up next, creme brulee.\" He takes out a saucepan, \"2 cups of cream, vanilla bean and 1/8 salt. Got that Red? And Iris beat the egg yolks.\" Iris nodded, separating the egg whites from the egg yolks than beating the yolks with a whisk."
},
{
"author": "Summer",
"message": "She looked over at the three of them. Blue seems to know a lot about cooking. She was thinking about offering to help, but she noticed that Blue seemed to have a slight problem with her, so she decided not to unless they asked for help. She walked back over to her notebook and continued to draw."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*While they're waiting for the souffle, the creme brulee was up next. Red poured whipping cream into the saucepan. He added the vanilla bean and 1/8 teaspoon of salt, setting the heat low. Once the cream got hot, Red took vanilla bean out of the mixture with haste. That wasn't smart regarding to how hot the liquid was. He threw the bean out, not aware of where it would land.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Once she was done with beating the yolks, Iris handed the bowl to Red. \"Now pour a quarter of it slowly and do it gradually,\" Iris began beating yolks allowing some room for Red to pour the mixture. \n\nBlue walked to the ramekins dishes, that way he can get things prepared. It wasn't until a vanilla bean made him lose his footing and he fell backwards landing on his butt. He took a deep breath, narrowing his eyes at Red, \"Red..\""
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{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "\"Yes.\" Piers simply nodded. Now that he'd been offered, he wasn't going to turn it down. He looked down at the table. Well, he expected something to be haunted or a little uneasy about the tea. But it was strange how Allister was so cautious about it too. He guessed the kid was just looking out for their safety... Kind of. Piers picked up a cup. Well, here goes. If he dies, he dies. ~~Like he wanted to anyway, hahah, nah. Unless...?~~ He takes a sip of it and gives... A look. Not a bad look, just one that gave off an odd reaction to the taste. He couldn't quite distinguish what it was. \"Tastes... Ghost-y.\" \nOh right, the curry. \"It's simmerin' down right now. All we need is the rice to finish cookin' and we got ourselves a meal. Also some soup since not all the broth was used in the curry.\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Watching Piers ingest the weird liquid, Raihan would press his lips together, waiting for the paler male to keel over and drop the cup in his hand, making a splash. But he didn't seem *Too* Affected. \"Is it okay?\" Raihan picks up his own cup, his stomach churning from seeing the liquid almost... Move in the cup? Truthfully, he ~~was one of the idiots that~~ tried the tea before and it made him feel like a living vessel. Not wanting to be categorized with Gordie though, Raihan wanted to try again. It should be better this time around, right? Can't judge until you try it... *Again*. Bullshit. There's not ever a saying like that. But since Allister made the tea, might as well. Raihan wants to ignore how Allister seems cautious of the drink himself. Bringing it to his lips, the dragon trainer gulps down the tea. If he's gonna drink it (again!) might as well finish it all in one fell swoop! After feeling as though the tea *Itself* Is climbing down his throat, Raihan stumbles and holds onto the nearby counter for support. \"Goodsh!\" He sputters while giving the two a thumbs up. Raihan felt like he was going to cry. He's probably overreacting but the trauma from last time is too strong. Just as Piers mentioned it, the rice cooker gives a low beep to indicate it being finished, as fast as it seemed."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister winced at his colleagues trying to drink the tea like that. He could tell they hated it, and after having to drink a whole cup, they probably hates him too. \"F-figures...\" He mumbled to himself. He'd ignored the water at this point and was just straight up drinking the tea from the pot itself. It didn't feel bad for him. Sure, a little tingly and maybe a lot to swallow, but other then that, it was a perfectly normal cup of tea for him. Unfortunately, Piers and Raihan didn't seem to agree. They looked like they were about to die.\n\"I...\" Allister looked away. \"I warned you... Mmm... Like multiple t-times. B't eh... Guess I still shouldn'ta g-given it to you guys huh?\" He sighed, closing his eyes, which were tearing up...\nWas this really a big deal? Well no. But the tea from the pokemon had a strange effect on some people. Most would just get sick, but those who drank too much of it could often see the side effects in the form of mood swings and a feeling of emptiness. Or in this case, feeling sad.\n\"Mmm... 'M sorry...\"\n'Ugh, come on Allister. Get it together, they don't hate you!' He shook his head, getting rid of those thoughts.\n\"I...\"\n'Just move on, they don't hate you, you know this. They don't hate you.'\n\"Raihan! You look like you're about to cry!\" He laughed. A dumb attempt to lighten his own mood.\n'Your an idiot...'"
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "Moni walked into the kitchen, hoping to get a snack. She was surprised when she saw how crowded it was. She saw Summer and decided to sit down next to her, she talked to her for a little bit, until she started getting cold. She felt something brush at her hair and she turned around, no one was there. *'Hm, must be the wind.'* She thought to herself. Summer wrote in her notebook *\"Is something wrong?\"* \"Oh, it's nothing!\" She ruffled with the girl's hair a little bit before continuing to talk to her."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers didn't hate it, it just felt strange as it went down. Huh, maybe it was an acquired taste. He glanced down to Raihan who was *Not* Having a good time. Normally this would crack Piers up. But now he was just... Well, he kind of felt *Bad* For him. What was going on? Either way, he let out a quiet laugh when seeing him like that, despite Rai saying it was good. Piers shrugged his shoulders. It'd be rude to not finish the cup, so that's what he did. It wasn't that bad after a couple more sips. \n\"Thanks. It was... Somethin'.\" Piers said as he put down the cup. He turned to the rice cooker. Done already? He would have made Raihan go and check on it but seeing that he was practically dying, he might as well get it. \"Don't die without me bein' present, Rai.\" He told him, giving his back a pat before going to open the cooker."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "While Iris was beating the yolks, Red slowing poured the mixture. It had to be poured a quarter at a time like the recipe said. As he was gradually adding the mixture, he caught Blue slipping from the vanilla bean. \"Heh he\", Red snickered at Blue."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris looked down at Blue and chuckled, \"Don't be so clumsy now~\" She awaits for the mixture. Blue frowned and got up from the floor. He took the vanilla bean from the floor, disposing of it from the sink. Wiping the wet floor with a napki he grumbled, \"Thanks Red,\" Blue went to the sink and started washing his hands (never wrong to be too safe when it comes to bacteria).Blue fills in a tin tub witj water, and looked over at the two \"Alright then get those small dishes and fill em up with the mixture. We're gonna boil these bad boys in the oven.\"\n Iris took the small dishes and handed them to Red, \"I'll hold and you'll pour!\" She smiled."
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{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red nodded, holding the bowl. Pouring the batter, the boy made sure that all the bowls are filled evenly. His stomach growled from the scent of the raw batter. Wonder how the souffle turned out? Red couldn't get it off of his head. The smell of souffle is making him hungry.*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "He could only nod in response. Raihan really did want to enjoy the tea. Allister made it. And he felt bad if he were to spit it out especially in front of the young boy. But try as he might, he couldn't hold it down. Piers patting his back only made it worse. Raihan leaped to the nearest sink and spit the spirit from his stomach. He turn on the sink faucet so that he could get some water in his mouth to swish around and spit out again. After cleansing his mouth, Raihan turns toward Allister while leaning on the counter as if he's drunk. \"I swear it was good... I'm just a bit seasick!\" Raihan tried to excuse. It's a stupid lie but the only thing he could think from being lightheaded. At least the curry is finished, but- \"Do you know how to make *Normal* Tea, Alli? That one is... Too strong for me.\""
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris placed the bowls onto the water bath and gingerly placed it into the oven, and closed it. \"Right that's done! How's the souffle?\" Iris glanced to the other oven excited to get a taste of it. \n \"Almost,\" Blue crossed his arms pridefully. The oven beeped and he walked over to it taking out the bowls. It gave out a smell similar to brownies, looking fluffy and soft from the top. It was slightly baked onto the top. \"We'll probably wait for it to cool and share it to rest. Good job guys!\" He praised the two and was especially surprised that Red held it up well. Even though there was that vanilla bean mishap."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Unfortunately I do...\" Allister said sarcastically, in response to Raihan spitting out the tea. Yep, he was never making this stuff again. \"A-also... Rip sink... Tha's gonna burn, hole in it...\" Hmm, upon reevaluation, maybe this tea wasn't good for people. Okay, okay, making normal tea, making normal tea.\n\"W-where's the rest of that water...\" Allister looked around before finding the boiled water from earlier. It was still hot enough for him to pour what was basically fresh tea for the other two. He'd just hold onto his ghost cup for now. He dropped some tea into both glasses of boiling water before plating them and taking them to where he'd decided (subconsciously) they were gonna sit. Since the curry was done, might as well.\nHe even managed to drag some bowls out of the cabinet, though he had to stand on a chair. But at least he wasn't stepping all over the countertops anymore."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Waiting for the chocolate souffles was worth it! It was like Arceus has kissed the desserts with a smell like no other. Once it cools, he wouldn't hesitate to have the first bite. Will the creme brulee turn out just as good? Baking vaguely reminded him of Pokemon battles. Not sure how those two things are similar. Is it the thrill or the outcome of the two? Hearing Blue praise him like that made him respect his rival much more. The boy bowed in appreciation.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Well while we wait,\" Iris turned to the other group putting her arms behind her back. It seems that they are finally finished with the curry. \"We can get a bite of the curry y'know~! I don't think a souffle will fill us up,\" Iris giggled."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Curry would be a great way to distract himself from the bake goods. It has been a while since he had ever ate anything. Holding a plate covered in curry and rice, he couldn't wait any longer. He dug into the curry like a Snorlax that has been fasting for days. Here's to teamwork in baking!*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Glad that Allister complied easily, Raihan makes his way to where the boy had settled down. Right. He needed curry to stop his stomach from gurgling. It's not from hunger, mind you. The Tyke Couple and Blue seem almost done with their food, the rest is still who knows where- this might as well just be a party for everyone else anyway. Announcing it as a contest was stupid in the first place (and was declared by Leon when he wasn't even *Here* Yet). \n\nTaking several plates out, he would help prepare some for the others in the room. He heard Iris suggesting for a bite of curry too. \"Eyy, kiddies. If we gonna share, then you too, aight?\" That bakery... Soufflé was it? Raihan overhead. He wanted to try some of that. \"Lemme help, Piers~\" Raihan said while giving such pathetic puppy eyes. It was only for a split second before he laughed it off and took the ladle. Blowing a kiss into the brew for some extra love, the curry is truly complete! Since the rice just finished, it'll be all fluffy and steamy! He scooped out the puffy grains into each dish, drooling from their smell.\n\nRaihan holds out each plate toward Piers to pour the curry onto. As each dish passes, Raihan slid the toward the others first: Allister, Iris, Red, Blue, the blonde (Summer), and then finally Piers and himself. \"Oo~ I feel like I'm in some sorta chef show!\" Raihan commented. \"Whaddya guys think?\" Before he could finish questioning, Red had dug into his share already and Raihan beamed proudly. \"Ya sure have a stomach. Which is better? This or the Dragon Breath curry?\" He's refer to the time back then. \"Oi, oi. Don't forget to drink the tea.\" It all seems like a strange combination but it's food nonetheless!"
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "So they were eating already. Well, it was best to be eaten when it was fresh. Never mind the others, if they weren't here then they'd just be missing out on hot food. Kids never really waited for others to eat. Just look at Red! Well, that meant that something was good. So they didn't do a bad job, after all. \n\nNow the two were really parents. He and Raihan were busy getting rice and curry into plates, then moving them so the kids could have them in front of themselves within a minute or two. \"You're gonna get it into the rice if ya don't watch it.\" Piers told Raihan, seeing how he was practically drooling whole serving the food. Piers' stomach betrayed him again as it let out a loud rumble. It felt like a slight kick too.\n\n\"You fed them *That*? Are ya tryin' to kill someone, Rai?\" Piers didn't seem to be joking this time; the look on his cyan eyes was serious. These poor kids. He was so surprised they were even okay with him in the kitchen. Well, maybe he shouldn't be so worried now. After all, Piers had made a good portion of the curry himself, which probably nullified anything that Raihan would have done.\n\"I'm eatin'. Don't know where the others are, but they're gonna have to miss out if they ain't here soon.\" Piers took a seat and picked up a spoon."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Don't ya worry! Sharing was the plan in the first place,\" He took a bite out of the curry. It was definitely different from Kanto's version of curry, noting that Kanto's is quite sweet but Galarian curry sure had a nice kick. \"This ain't bad at all! Compliments to the chef. *Merci beaucoup~*\" \n\nShe took a bite out of it closing her mouth and savoring it. \"Mmm~This is definitely better than the Dragon Curry! That stuff was so spicy even Red's poor Charizard nearly burnt the place down,\" Iris furrowed her brows. \"And I had to go through several. I repeat *Several* Glasses of milk.\" Iris sighed. She looked over at the tea, recalling that it was quite bitter. The girl hummed taking another bite, \"I plan to drink the tea with the souffle. I heard sweet stuff mixes well with bitter stuff!\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Galarian curry did had a different taste compared to the Kanto counterpart. It did tasted just as filling though. Delicious!*\n\n*Ah yes, the time that Charizard ate Raihan's Dragon Curry. It was funny seeing the orange draconic creature spew out fire like that. (Not until the fire set off the sprinklers...) What if Blue tried the Dragon Curry for himself? It would be hysterical seeing the look on his face. Maybe he has a poor spice tolerance like Iris?*"
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Haha! They were eating! Finally! Though Allister didn't want to admit it, he had been starving for a while now. And hey, looks like the whole group was gonna join. How... How lovely? He climbed back up to the cupboard and grabbed out a bunch of cup. One for Red, Iris, Blue, and even Monika and Summer if they wanted some... Or something like that. Back over at the table, Raihan and Piers were already serving the curry, so Allister added the tea to their weird combination of a lunch. Yep, nothing like curry, tea, and a slightly over cooked cake. Alright then.\nHe finished pouring the last cup before sitting down to see a fresh serving of what looked to be spicy curry. Allister managed to eat it with his mask still on, lucky huh, and when he tasted it, it was absolutely delicious. Maybe it was because he'd been starving all day, and only eaten half of a candy bar, but this curry was amazing.\n\"Yum!\" He giggled. So happy that his eyes lit up, glowing purple. In retrospect, that probably looked incredibly strange, but at least Raihan and Piers knew it was a possibility.\n\"Mmm! R-raihan, where'd you f'nd this r-recipe? I's really good.\" To be fair, Allister himself was not what you'd call a cook. Not in the slightest. \"B-but...\" Eek, someone had to say it... \"Where 're champi'n Leon 'nd the scary lady?\" He looked around, and none of them had arrived... Strange.\nHe looked over at Monika, seeing someone... Or something flickering next to her. Squinting, he could swear that whatever it was wasn't alive. Well, maybe he was just tired. Besides, it was probably nothing. There were so many ghosts wandering around in the world, you'd be surprised. So he gave whatever it was a wave, before asking, \n\"S-so... Is anyone gonna e-eat th't cake?\" Good thing he didn't know about their trip to the Bakery. He would've been so jealous."
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "She finally noticed that they actually made food, which also made her realize that she was hungry. Her stomach growled quietly. \"Agh..\" Summer got up and got her cake and set the whole thing infront of Monika. \"Oh-\" Her eyes sparkled when she saw the cake. She got a plate and cut off a piece of the cake and took a bite. Her eyes lit up and glowed yellow, and she ate the whole piece at unimaginable speeds-"
},
{
"author": "Josh",
"message": "The ghost waved back at Alli, and continued to bother Monika. He ran his fingers through her hair, which made her shiver. She knew who it was and she was trying her best not to break down into tears."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"Is everyone already eating! I'm so sorry we're so late!\" \nIrsia popped in. She had a paper bag on one hip and Grookey on the other. Grookey looked around after sniffing around. Something smelled really good! He looked to Irsia and gently patted her face and she nodded. \"Mhm, it smells like curry!\" She looked over to the Galarians and the kids that were already at the table. There was a lot of things already prepared; did she and Anvi even need to make their dish? She looked behind her, seeing said boy carrying a gigantic fish into the kitchen by himself. \n\nPiers looked up to Irsia and the others as they came in. He'd only gotten a couple of bites into his food, but it would be... Nice to make their plates. What was with him, being all nice and whatnot. Perhaps vacation just relaxed him and there wasn't a need to be edgy for now. He got plates and dished out some curry, but set it off to the side. \n\n\"Thank you! Our dish shouldn't take too long, I promise. Anvi here will be able to chop the fish, I'll get the berries.\" She explained, now going over to one of the many sinks they had. She turned the bag upside down, spilling out a whole rainbow of berries. Then, she filled up the sink and began to wash them. She let's Grookey pick one and he runs off, happy for the little snack he could get for now. \n\nMeanwhile, Anvi was simply looking for a big ass knife."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Uh, thanks, Alli!\" Raihan spoke up from stuffing his face. \"Tofu as the base ingredient was my idea but our mans Piers is the one who concocted this whole thang.\" He reaches toward the pale Galarian, his arm around his shoulder before giving a light tap and then withdrawing his arm back. The place is definitely buzzing more than it was before. Irsia and Anvi finally arrived, which answered Allister's question (if that's who he was referring to as \"Scary lady\" Before? Since Monika is already here). Leon is nowhere in sight and Raihan would assume that he got lost on the way here... Despite maybe hitching a ride on Charizard. The atmosphere was a chummy one (save for a certain chill in the air). Raihan also noticed a new face entering the kitchen, and not wanting anyone to be left out, waved to this woman. \"Heya! Welcome to the club! We have plenty here so no need t' dig in the fridge!\" He smiles warmly at her, ready to serve another plate if necessary."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Irisia and Anvi are here! Perfect! Iris didn't want to rush though, if she ran back to the room to get the presents her food will either be cold or the souffle will all be eaten. Besides she would like for Red to come with her. It seems everyone's occupied so for the time being she continued enjoying every bite of the curry. She might as well wait till everyone else is done with the food, or maybe Blue can save her a plate of souffle. She called to him with a quiet whisper, \"Once Red and I are done with the curry we're going to get something from our room.\" She winked. \n\nBlue continued eating, he wasn't really much of a fast eater like Red. \"For sure, wait... You two share a room?\" He spat out just a biy of water- and burst out laughing. \"So I really *Can* Say get a room to you both!\" Iris frowned as she didn't find the joke very amusing."
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "She was just on her way out when Raven heard someone address her. Sighing, she turned to see who it was and froze. 'Oh shit,' she thought. It was... What was his name? Raihan. It was Raihan, one of Galar's gym leaders. And one of the participants in the new shitfire of a pokemon league. She wondered if seeing her, he recognized her face. Probably not. Since her most distinguishing feature, her white clothes hadn't been a concept at the time, she doubted anyone in galar knew who she was. Still, she made her best attempt to smile, looking like a friendly lady. \"That's alright,\" She said gently. \"I'd hate to interrupt you and your friend's conversation.\" She looked over the people at the table. A bunch of them she didn't know, but recognized anyway. Red and Iris, two champions. Monika, who she believed was another elite four. And of course the new Galarians... Raihan, that apathetic loser Piers, and... \"You...\" She whispered under her breath. Hopefully no one heard her. She frowned at Allister, crossing her arms. \"Hmm... How many of you Galar folks are here anyways?\""
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "She kept on trying to wave away whatever was touching her, but of course it didn't work. So she just tried her best to ignore it. Summer looked pretty concentrated on whatever she was drawing now, so she decided it's best to leave her alone. She got up and decided to taste some of the curry they made. She didn't know that it was spicy curry and she grabbed a plate of it and took a small bite.\n*'Ah shit, here we go again-'*\nShe gagged slightly, but she didn't want to look rude so she gulped it down and coughed slightly after. \"Mm... Delicious..!\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to recognize her *At all,* Despite her ruthlessness from storming another league. \"But it's some good stuff! Conversation or not, more the merrier!\" He gestures for her, being insistent. (Ah, to be ignorant.) He won't pester her anymore after she declines again, though. \"If curry ain't your thing then maybe a soufflé? Cake? 'Bout tea? Kid knows his stuff when it comes to tea.\" Raihan refers to Allister. \"Not spirits tea, though.\" Raihan shivers, not wanting to relive that otherwise he'd throw up the curry he just ate! The new woman then asked a pretty specific question after. \"How many of us Galar folks...?\" He repeats. \"Uh, there's one, two...\" The dragon trainer mumbles to himself as he recall his colleagues on this island. \"Including me, there's five.\" (He haven't seen Nichol and Magaret on the island yet.) He holds up his hand as to indicate it. \"Why...?\""
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "\"Ahh... I'm... Not a huge fan of Galarian curry to be honest. Though it is a taste of home...\" She thought for a moment... Would it be a bad idea to hang around these people? Eh, probably. But maybe she would get a bit of entertainment out of this. \"You know what, I do love myself a souffle.\" She smiled before picking up her salad and sitting at the table. She was next to the Galarian boys, with Raihan between her and Allister. She leaned around the giant man to look at he boy and frowned. \"I'll take a cup of your tea, boy,\" She said, holding out her hand. Allister tipped his head at her, with a little \"Hmm...\" Before pouring her a glass. \"Thank you dear...\"\nShe takes a sip, and it's actually quite delicious. She never imagined this bo y to be good at anything other than being a nervous wreck. Cute.\n\"So,\" She said. \"How has the league been since I left? I've heard there were some big changes...\" Might have been overstepping if she didn't want anyone to recognize her, but oh well."
},
{
"author": "Gengar",
"message": "Since Jade had left and Mimikyu decided to go off to do his own thing. Gengar went back to Monika, he rose out of the counter, right infront of her. \"Hey there frie-\" He stopped midsentence. Since he was a ghost himself, he could see any other ghosts nearby, so, he could see Josh. He growled at him, but to everyone else, including Monika, it looked like he was growling at her and her eyes widened. *\"Gengar..? W-What's the matter?\"*"
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Taste of home? You're from Galar?\" Her presence really isn't known to him so he stay ignorant. (Well, there is the fact that she lived longer than him anyway.) Surprisingly, the lady agreed to eat with them, putting herself between Raihan and Allister. While watching her get comfortable, he noticed a certain... Disdain in her eyes when she spoke to the little ghost boy. Huh. Weird. If Raihan doesn't recognize her, there's no way that Allister would too. But that look itself seem like it could murder. The lanky man snaps out of it when she asks of the league. \"The league has been fun! Lotsa trainers are hyped for it every time it's in season. I swear, we gotta lot comin' and taking the challenge every year! Problem is, finding the strong ones in each batch, hehe~\" Raihan takes a sip of his tea before lowering it back down. \"Oh, by the way. Name's Raihan.\" He gestures to everyone there and tells her their names. There's the possibility the woman would know but just for common courtesy's sake. It's a hecka big group. \"... Iris, Red, Piers, and finally Allister.\" Raihan introduced the ones further from them before working his way toward the closest. \"Ya are?\""
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "\"Yes I am,\" Raven confirmed, looking at the other briefly. \"I left because the region was going downhill.\" She sipped her tea slowly, still admiring the taste. As she did, she took another glance at Allister, looking down and stirring his cup with a small spoon. He was scared of her... Good. She doubted he even recognized her, but if he was already afraid, she could be content with that...\n\"My name is Raven. Raven Nevermore. I'm and Elit four member from far away.\" She took another sip. \"It's wonderful to meet all of you. It has been ages since I've seen fellow Galarians.\" She finished of her tea, sliding the cup off to the side like she was done with it. \"I'm glad to know you manage to find joy in your new league. As much as I feel it spits on the idea of battling, at least you all can have your fun.\" She smiled at Raihan, overly sweet and insincere. \"I do wonder what became of my old gym... But I see I found my answer.\" She looked at Allister with a disapproving frown. \"You guys got pretty desperate huh... Tell me... Allister, is it? Who's risch little son did you have to be for the league to allow you a spot in it's ranks?\""
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "She turned to the woman after she said that comment about Alli. \"Watch your mouth, lady.\" Lots of shit has been happening so quickly, and it was messing with her self-awareness. Gengar stopped growling at Josh and turned to Raven and gave her a glare."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister tried to ignore the conversation going on around him. The lady had asked for tea and given him the biggest scowl he'd ever seen. He didn't know what her problem with him was, but he was pretty sure she had one. He tried to think, who was she? Why did she have such an issue with him... But the reasons didn't make sense. He did recognize her face... Sort of. It wasn't usual that he looked people in the eyes while talking to them, but when he'd met this one woman, he remembered her pretty well...\n\n*He'd been walking home, right after winning a match against a challenger. When Allister got to the front door of his house, a woman stood there, blocking his way. He looked at her for a moment, before trying to get into his house. She didn't move, and he had to go around the back door... That was over a month ago, but he still remembered her hair, and of course, her purple eyes.*\n*\"Who's rich little son do you have to be for the league to allow you a spot in it's ranks?\"*\nAllister went silent... Closing his eyes, so they wouldn't light up and weird people out, he chocked back a sob, a mix of anger, embarrassment, and self hatred in the back of his mind."
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "She clenched a fist when she heard a sob come out of Alli. \"Bitch.\" She said to her. She had to hold herself back from doing anything rash. She wrapped an arm around Allister and pulled him into a small hug, comforting him, almost like a mother."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Oh wow. The lady went 0-50 real quick. There's a certain venom in her voice. \"I'm not sure it went as downhill as you're making it seem,\" Raihan tries to say sternly. He waves at Monika to shut up. The girl is too hotheaded. ~~*Must hold down for now.*~~ \"We're still pretty passionate about battling. It was just given more flair. I assure ya, it's still quite the challenge.\" When she went on to saying what seemed disrespectful to Allister, Raihan laughs with a bit of edge. \"Whoa, whoa. Hol' up, Ms. Raven. I don't think the league was desperate. Alli can definitely hold his ground, believe it or not. So, if ya could back off...\" Raihan makes no move in case the lady complies."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "No no no no no! He was about to cry. He was about to curl up into a ball and cry and cry until someone came to save him. Like they always did. Like Bea did when he was bullied in school. Like Raihan or Melony did when any of the others questioned his abilities... All Allister would ever do is wait for someone else to solve his problems... Nuhuh! Not today!\n\"SHUT. UP!\" He screamed. He grabbed the nearest object, the tea pot, and smashed it into her face, the hot water spilling all over her. \"Leave!\" He ordered, 'Leave 'nd don' ever insult me or the Galar League again!\"\nAnd to his surprise... With a spit and threat that she would come back to get him... She was gone. What a day... And what a mess he'd made with the tea everywhere... \nAllister tossed what was left of the tea pot behind him and sat down."
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "Her mouth gaped open and she froze for a few moments. Then, she felt something tug at her hair and she fell onto the floor. \"OW!\" She hit her head and she held the back of her head. \"Argh..\" Her vision was blurry and everything got dark. Gengar immediately came to her aid and slapped her face gently. *\"Wake up!\"*"
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers was really too busy eating to care about who this woman was. She did look a little familiar... She'd definitely popped up before. But he didn't exactly know her or cared to. Not with that attitude. Yes, Raihan was annoyingly friendly and bright sometimes but this woman was just...\nPiers clenches a hand into a fist as he heard the woman speak about Galar. Seems like everyone got tense once she came in. He nearly jumped from his chair when Alli had that outburst. Did... Did he really do that? Piers shook his head and decided to just let it be. Prying information was not a good idea. He's sure some stuff would unravel as time went on. \"Good riddance.\" He muttered, pushing the curry around his plate. The air was still too tense to finish eating."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*(After watching that fight, which ended in an awkward way, Red didn't have much of an appetite.) With a quarter of curry left on his plate, he quietly ate his food. Even if he wasn't as hungry, he made sure to not leave a single scrape on the plate. After he was finished eating, the boy washed his plate and utensils. He followed behind Iris to get **Something** In her room.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Looks like *That* Got all settled. Red is done with his curry considering for the fact he started eating first and quickly too. How does he stay so skinny? Then again Iris is the same way as well. Metabolism is it? \n\nIris got up and lead the way, she winked at Blue. It was a way to remind him to at least save a souffle dish for them while they get the little surprises. \"We'll be back!\" Iris hummed heading towards her room. \n\nIt seems like everyone was almost done. He got up, getting the plates of souffle and passing one per person. \"*Bon appétit!*\""
},
{
"author": "Gengar",
"message": "Gengar had an idea, he put his hand... Inside of Monika's head, and it looked like he pulled something out, but to everyone else, it was just air.\n\n*\"EEK! WHY AM I LEVITATING!?\"*\nThe voice came out of nowhere, but it did sound familiar."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"What... Just happened?\" Raihan stare over at Allister. He seemed like he was about to cry but the lanky man himself is proud the squirt stepped up. He totally ignored Monika and instead pat Allister on the head for stepping up. \"Damn, I'm kinda scared of ya now, Alli! Not only did ya burn her, ya probably got her face scarred with that teapot too! She'll be looking like a Muk now!\" While the woman did speak harsh words, the actions seemed too much. Well, there must be more to her than just a lady anyway. Maybe she deserved it?"
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Oh my god, is that me!?\" She floated over to her own body and poked her cheek, which just went right through it. She turned to Raihan. Gengar did some weird, ghost shit, to make her visible, her hair was red now and she was transparent. \"Nice to know that I'm cared for.\" She said sarcastically."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Good,\" Allister said. His eyes were glowing, and he wasn't even trying to hide it. \"N-no one's gonna insult you guys 'nd g-get away with it.\" Especially with how much he looked up to all of them, and wished he could be as cool as them. But in a way. He was as cool as them... He supposed. Besides, hurting Raven, though morally dubious, was his way of defending himself and saying that he deserved to be one of them. So it was all good in his book.\n\"Ahah... S-sorry bout that... Got carried away.\" He blinked a few times, as if that's what got rid of the glow, before turning and flashing his fellow Galarians and unseen smile."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan touched his chest, the display looked a bit exaggerated but he's genuinely happy from Allister's words. Save for it being corny, it meant a lot coming from the boy who's bashful most of the time. He still ignores the annoying presence in the room. Funny. Considering that Gengars are usually so mischievous, this one feels like a pain in the ass just having it in the same room. It distracted him so much he almost didn't notice Iris and Red leave for the moment. Taking the soufflé he gives it a bite before licking his lips in delight. \"It's good~l He wasn't sure if he should eat more since Irsia and Anvi haven't finished their cooking yet. Noticing Piers distraught, Raihan offers him a fork of the soufflé. \"Say ah~\""
}
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{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "\"God I wish that were me.\" Did he say that aloud? He watched as the a ghost of the girl was visible, here, in plain sight. What the hell happened again? Anyway, today was a good day. He got to see Alli in a new light. He didn't know who the hell that lady was or what her problem with them was but she was gone... For now. Can't forget they're in the same mansion. Maybe he could go back to eating now—\nHe gave Raihan an unamused look. Whatever the kids had been working on looked pretty tasty though. He opened his mouth and let out a monotoned \"Aah.\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister giggled, watching Raihan feeding Piers some of the cake. \"Hehe!\" He laughed smiling at them. Cuteeeeee. Speaking of which, he reached over the tables and grabbed a slice of the souffle, and it smelled delicious, if not a little over baked. But either way, he was gonna enjoy it, being the sugar loving gremlin he was. Allister, forgegoing any ideas of eating like an anime character, shoved a large bite in his mouth and giggled with delight. Mmm! It definitely was amazing!\n\"Th-th's cake's ace!\" He took another large bite.\nHe looked over an Monika and frowned, tipping his head to the side. \"W-wha's up with her...\" He slowly asked himself. She was flickering is a weird, but all to familiar fashion, and the tuft of hair on his head was pointed at her... \n\"Oh...\" He realized. \"H-hey guys?\" He asked, poking Raihan. \"I think someone's dead...\" No response. \"Ugh... 'Kay, g-guess i's up t' m-me,\" He sighed. It sort of bothered him that they didn't acknowledge the dead AF woman in the room. So Allister crawled under the table (partially because he was too lazy to walk around) and popped out the other side, just enough to rest his chin on the tabletop.\n\"Mmm... Hullo M-monika,\" He said gently. \"Are you okay?\" Even though he'd met this woman before, straight up asking someone why they just died was kinda rude."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Well, I'm still breathing, at least, the ghost version of me is.\" She floated over to her dead body, it was motionless and lifeless. \"Huh... I wonder if I can still eat..\" Everything happened so quickly, it was... Kind of scary, should she try to get her dead body out of here? She attempted to push the body, but her hands just went right through it."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Mmm... Ye'...\" He blinked a few times, tapping his finger tips on the table. \"N-not to alarm you... But you are d-dead...\" Allister stuttered a bit on the last word. Not because he feared death as a concept, just that his speech impediment hated him. He tried to shrug it off, hopefully so Monika wouldn't think it was a big deal... Wait... It was kind of a big dead! Oh shit! Oh shit oh shit oh shit! Monika was dead! Monika was dead! Monika was so fucking dead! Which explains why no one had addressed her, (other than the fact that Raihan didn't like her) because they couldn't even see her. They just saw her body slumped over on the chair as if she had passed out... That's not good.\n\"M-monika,\" Allister said slowly. \"I-I don' you think can do that...\" He looked at her trying to mover her own corpse. \"You're a ghost now... Also, no one can see you.\""
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She tried to make it look like she wasn't panicking, but on the inside, she was panicking quite ALOT. She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. \"What a pathetic way to die..\" Gengar was looking around, most likely for Josh, but he was nowhere to be seen. He sighed and floated back over to Monika. *\"Oooo, that's some pretty red hair!\"* Moni froze up, \"R-Red?\" So apparently hair-dye doesn't come with you to the afterlife, good to know."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"W-wait?\" Your natural hair color is red?\" He looked at it, a little confused... Ah, that's right... People sort of... Reverted back to their natural forms when they died. Hair dye, makeup, body paint, whatever. It all comes off when you die.\n\"I, I like it,\" He said. And, well, he wasn't lying or anything. The one weird thing was that he was the only person who could probably see her, and the boy started to wonder if she'd caught onto that. Maybe she'd get tired of being invisible and go back to her normal body... Or maybe not."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"T-Thanks..\" She already understood that she was invisible to everyone else. Which means she could probably have some fun with this new form of hers. She turned to Gengar, \"Is there a way I can go back into my body..?\" Gengar nodded, *\"Whenever you want! Do you... Want to go back now?\"* She shook her head. \"Nah, I want to have a little fun with this first~\" She grinned."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Well, she was gonna enjoy being dead it seemed. And by the way she said \"Have fun,\" Allister wasn't about to stick around and find out what she had planned. So he decided, since everyone else was preoccupied, to get up and leave. On the way out, he turned back to Monika, giving her a shrug and a last piece of advice. \n\"D-don' let anything happen t' y-y'r body... 'Kay?\" Before skipping out of the room and down the hall. Hopefully he could get away from all the rediculous things that have been happening that day."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan was pleased to see Piers comply. This is like something out of a romance movie as he feeds the other one. The air is quite chummy despite the atmosphere from before. Everyone is eating but there's still this very, very annoying presence in the air. At this point, Raihan was enjoying feeing Piers so he went ahead and continue doing that. \"Damn, I think I'm full now~ Too bad. I wanted to try Irsia's and Anvi's dish.\" The dragon trainer doesn't like consuming so much anyway. Meanwhile, it seemed Allister is one to eat since Raihan saw the little boy stuff his face with the cake before *Somehow* With the mask on. He just noticed that Allister disappeared, but shrug. He weaseled out of this one. But now that everything died down, what now? Raihan rests his head on his hand. ~~Honestly, Piers is beautiful the more he looks at him.~~"
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "It was easier than him having to lift up a fork and do it himself. He felt a little humiliated... Why *Him* Out of anyone here? There was a weird atmosphere and he wasn't sure why, but he was focused on enjoying the dessert he was being spoon-fed. \"Oh, they were just startin' to cook, huh.\" He looked over to the sink, seeing Irsia focused on mixing cut berries and seeing Anvi chopping into that large fish. He might have been a runt but he seemed pretty strong. Looks like Alli had disappeared for now, too. \"I'm full now too.\" Piers said, mostly so Raihan wouldn't try to feed him another bite. Maybe it was time to start cleaning up before someone fell asleep. He glanced over to Raihan. *Was he... Staring at him?* He looked down at his plate, his cheeks were baby pink. \n\"Since I did most of the cookin', you can do most of the cleanin'. Rai.\" Piers said as he got up."
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{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Wha- oi! It's not my fault that ya had to cook yourself! I didn't know I'd take that long in the shower.\" Raihan pouts just for a split second before huffing out. \"Okaaay.\" He begin picking up the plates. His, Piers, and Alli's- anyone that is done with their plate of curry. Dessert is the only one left on the table now. Bringing the dishes over to the sink, he's scrape the leftovers in the trash first. \"Hey, Piers~ Why dontcha dry the dishes as I wash them? Let's double battle these dishes, ey?\" The sink is filled with soapy warm, water and Raihan takes his hoodie off for this one so that he doesn't need to roll up his sleeves and ruin it. While seeing the soap collect, the dragon trainee has an idea. ~~He's always asking for trouble.~~ \"P~ C'mon. Next to me.\" He motion with his hip so that Piers could get close to him."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "\"Excuses, excuses.\" Piers clicked his tongue. He brought the pots and pans and utensils that were used while they were cooking. He rolled his sleeves up just a bit, just so he wouldn't get anything on them from any leftovers from cooking. Then, Raihan had an idea. He always did think that drying was a lot less of a task than washing them. So he complied. He dips the rest of the dishes into the water and shuffles to the side. It took him a moment to focus. \"Ya actually took off that thing. Part of me thought you slept and showered in it, seein' how much ya wear it.\" The man looked a lot different without it on. \nPier's raised a brow. Why did he want to be so close? Oh, whatever. It was just Rai being weird as usual. He shrugged. He grabs a drying cloth, then he took a couple steps closer."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Oh? I guess it seems like that.\" Raihan raises his wet hand from the water and scratch his cheek. \"Ugh, but imagining myself showering with it makes me cringe. That'll really ruin the fabric...\" He rambles on a bit just to get Piers distracted so that he wouldn't suspect a thing. \"Believe it or not, I got a Deino onesie~ If you'd like to come to my room later, I could show ya~\" He also inches closer when the other one did. Then, in a quick motion, he grab a clump of the suds from the sink and throws it Piers! The bubbles stick to his hair and Raihan laughed aloud immediately. \"Haha! Looks good on you, P. That's one way to have a *Bubbly* Personality!\""
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "\"Do ya ever get new ones? Have ya ever worn anything different?\" Then again, all the gym leaders (him included) had their own style. Even Leon did, even though it was a disaster. It was part of them... He liked that. So he guessed he didn't have anything to complain about. Piers half listened to Rai as he went on. He sometimes nodded, but he was mostly just waiting for the wet dishes so he could dry them off. \"O-OI!\" He gasped. His arms went up in defense, only to be attacked by... Suds. Piers' arms dropped to his side and he gave Raihan the most done look he could muster. \"Hah. So funny.\" He turned back to the water and dipped his fingers into it, now flicking water droplets onto the taller man. \"If ya keep messin' around we're never gonna finish this.\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan keeps laughing as the water got on him. \"Piers, you're gonna get me wet, y'know~\" He throw a few more suds at Piers. The lanky man isn't much for doing chores unless there's a game out of it. He wants to make a game out of everything. \"Okay, okay, I'm scrubbing.\" Although it wasn't too difficult to wash since everyone mostly ate their fill. Handing over a dish to the other, Raihan comments, \"No need to be in such a rush. Are ya looking forward to something?\" The day might be drawing to a close since it's been such a long one. \"Is it sleep? Don't tell me ya tuckered our already?\""
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "So this was going to be a game, huh? Piers took some more water and flicked it at Raihan even if it cost him getting more suds in his hair. He nodded and watches as Raihan got back to work. Good. He watched him to make sure he was *Actually* Washing the dishes. Seems like he was. Most of the time he saw Rai's playfulness as annoying... But maybe it was actually refresing. He shook his head and took the plates. \"I'm just tryin' to get all of this cleaned. And I'm exhausted. That's why I'm here. 'Cause I was thinkin' I got get more sleep than back home. Concert after concert... It's burnin' me out.\" He loved music, but he had to get away from it for a little bit. It wasn't long until they were on their last dish. \"There, done.\" He says. Drying his hands off before tossing the towel over to Raihan."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan catches the towel as soon as Piers throw it to him, also drying his hands. \"What a shame, P. I thought we could hang out with each other more,\" He muses while leaning closer to the other so he basically loomed over him. It's just something he likes to do to appear threatening but Piers always seems unfazed. \"If everyone is headed to bed, I just think it'll be a waste~\" Hell would anyone know how much energy this guy has. The only time he shut up and close his eyes was that bit at the pool before Sonia kept being obnoxious to him. And, aside from Leon, Piers is his right hand man, bros, brethren, the likes. Of course Raihan would want to hang out with the guy more. \"I have an idea! Wanna tell each other scary stories? That'll keep ya up!\" The tall Galarian would smile almost beggingly."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers stared right back at him and leaned back accordingly. He was pretty far back since Raihan was *So damn tall*. \"Pretty sure it's just me. You can find some other people that are willin' to tire themselves out by hangin' out with ya.\" Just being around Raihan could make someone tired. Then again, with Leon being MIA and the fact he has... Had? Has a girlfriend, Raihan didn't exactly have anyone else to hang out with that was around his age. He guessed he really did have to stick with him. \"Sounds like somethin' Alli would enjoy more than me. But I guess we can do that or whatever.\" He'd rather stay inside inside, too. \n\n\"Sorry Miss Irsia, we're gonna be headin' out. Kinda tired.\" He gives a slight bow and starts walking out of the kitchen."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan's expression would brighten like a Yamper's. He does get pretty happy easily. \"I dunno where Alli or Leon is at the moment so I'll just bother ya~\" He would also slightly bend his body forward to the remainder people in the room in a bow. \"Yah, excuse us! Y'all enjoy yourself, yeah? I'll like to try that dish of yours later, 'kay? Irsia, An.\" Turning to follow Piers, he rests his hand on the other male's back while leading them to , being the touchy-feely guy. His voice would echo as they go down the hall. \"This isn't a *Ghost* Story, man! It's a *Scary* Story...!\""
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She nodded to Alli before he left. She reached to grab her Pokeballs... But she couldn't. It took her a moment to realize they were on her body. She bit her lip and turned to Gengar. \"Could you tell Rapidash to take my body to my room?\" Gengar nodded and grabbed a Pokeball out of her belt. As he did that, Moni decided that she wanted to explore a bit more, and she left the kitchen.\n\nGengar took the Pokeball and released Rapidash, who could, surprisingly, fit in the room. *\"Monika... Fell asleep, could you take her back to her room?\"* Rapidash nodded and used Telekinesis to lift Moni onto her back, then she left. Gengar sighed and decided to stay and chill for a little while."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Now that things had died down in the kitchen, Allister was just starting to realize that he'd left a mess of tea and porcelain in the room, and was back to clean everything up. When he got back however, miraculously, there wasn't a pile of broken glasswear on the table. Nor was it just thrown on the floor. It had been cleaned up, which was a pleasant surprise.\nMaybe he could grab a quick snack to go, and then wander around town for a while. There was a clothing store, and being the classy kid he was, Allister wanted to wear *Something* Other than his league uniform. He opened some of the cabinets, looking for something relatively small, and found an apple. 'Eh, good enough,' he thought, before snatching it and turning to leave. On the way out he notice Irsia and Anvi where still here... Maybe he could just leave and they wouldn't notice?"
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "With Anvi now just making the sauce for the fresh fish, Irsia was putting all the berries into a big bowl. There were some left in a different bowl too. Maybe there was some rice left. That would be a good side dish. Since she wasn't over a cutting board or bowl, she noticed Allister come into the kitchen again. Did he eat before? Guess it was time to go mom mode. Well, they *Were* In a kitchen and they had food ready. Maybe he wanted some? \n\"Hello!\" She greeted warmly, looking over to him \"Oh, Alli! Are you hungry? Would you like to try it? It's very good, I hope! Anvi is the skilled one here though.\" She smiled to him before seeing the apple. \"It'll probably be more tasty that just an apple too.\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Hearing Irsia's voice again made Allister jump, smashing his apple against the countertop and bruising the heck out of it. Ugh... He had hoped she wouldn't notice him, or had at least left him alone, remembering what happened the last time, but nope. He looked over at the food, and while he wasn't hungry anymore, he had to admit it did smell great. He was almost tempted to stay for the scent alone... Almost.\nHe would have left right then and there, but Arcana was interested enough in the food to waddle over and check it out. And since he didn't really know where else to go, Allister conplied with his pokemon's wishes and let them stay for a bit.\n'M fine ma'am,\" He mumbled, pulling out a chair, sitting surprisingly close to them, for someone antisocial who'd been presented with an empty table.\n\"Th-the apple was f'r the future. 'M not h-hungry...\" That was a lie. As that psycho, Raven, as right as she was about him, *Had* Prevented Allister from eating his lunch. But Irsia and Anvi made this food. And he didn't want to waltz in and bother them."
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{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"Oh, I see. Well, it's here if you want it. Though it is better fresh.\" Irsia commented, seeing Anvi come over once the fish was prepared it sat on the table and he sat down. \"I think Pokemon like it too since it's filled with berries. Actually, it's all berries.\" She laughed, seeing Grookey come over and sit in Irsia's lap. He looked ready to eat. He was almost drooling at the colorful array of chopped berries together. \"I guess it is more of a side dish than a main dish too... Oh well, I won't force you to eat, Allister. But I'm not sure if I saw you eat or not with everyone else.\" Sure he could take care of himself, but that didn't mean he should be skipping meals."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Agh... He looked away from Anvi and Irsia when they sat down, not sure what to do. He decided that just leaving now would be rude, plus Arcana wanted to eat the berry food it seemed, and he'd already had worse conversations. What else was he gonna do, just wander around alone. Well, that did sound very appealing, but maybe it wasn't what he needed right now. Maybe if he just didn't look at Irsia, she wouldn't scare him off-\n\"Mmm... Not hungry, kay?\n... B-b't Arc-Aghchoo!\" He fake sneezed, hoping it didn't soud entirely phony. \"My Gengar l-likes what you m-made...\" That sentence, while vague, was basically Allister speak for, \"I'll stay.\" As the ghost looked eager to eat some of whatever she had cooked."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia could tell right through that sneeze. She's heard those before, she had two kids of her own. But of course, she wasn't going to say anything about it. She got a bowl for the Pokemon and scooped some of the berries and grains into the bowl. She glanced at Allister one last time. She was serving, so it'd be pretty easy to just make another one if he just said the words. \n\"Hopefully it tastes good just the way it is. I tried to pick berries that weren't too ripe so the mixture wasn't too soft.\" She was really talking to herself with that one, she wasn't sure that the others were interesting about the specifics."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Th-thanks ma'am,\" He said. He gave Arcana a small tap with his foot, \"Say thanks.\" And the gengar growled with a sense of approval. \"He says thanks.\" And while she didn't knwe if anyone would listen, he did nod along while she explained why she chose the berries. She was very smart about it, and the food seemed good enough to be worth the effort. Allister looked at his apple with a small 'hmm' in the back of his mind... Before tossing it behind him and risking a glance at her smiling face. \"M-ma'am...\" He laced his finger, looking back down. \"M-may I have s'me?\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"You're very welcome.\" Her voice had changed, getting a tad bit higher when responding to the Pokemon. She was just about to take some for herself when she looks over to the side. Did the apple hit the floor? It must have rolled off. \"Yes?\" She asked, looking back town to him. Seeing him ask so sincerely... It melted her heart. Agh, now she missed her kids! But either way, she guessed she could see Allister as her child for now. \"Of course you can!\" She almost sung, now putting some in the bowl. She gave him what she thought would be a good portion; not too much, maybe he would get seconds."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Woah! He'd received the bowl much faster than expected, and almost jumped back upon getting it. It looked really sweet, a concept that Allister had absolutely no problem with. But just to be safe, he dipped a finger in the bowl, and gave it a taste... Hmmm... Seemed good. Lifting his mask just enough, he nomed on a spoonful, expecting to be pleasantly surprised. He wasn't... \nThe boy was THRILLED!\n\n\"Mmm... Y-you're 'n amazing cook sir,\" He said to Anvi. He'd forgotten that the other was def... Which if he'd remembered then, would've made Allister bate himself even more ~~if that was possible~~ ...But he didn't remember.\n*\"Oi kid!\"* Arcana said. *\"This is the shit! Give the pretty lady my thanks!\"* And it lapped up the rest.\nAllister kicked his gengar for being so crude, but not like anyone else heard it."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia didn't want to stare at him as he ate, so she busied herself with feeding Grookey in the meantime. Trying to get him to eat was like feeding a baby anyway, so she had her hands pretty full. But she did keep glancing over to him, hoping he'd at least touch it. She blinked. Did he just—oh, good. Just almost. She looked over to Anvi too; she couldn't take all the credit for it! Irsia translated what Allister had said so Anvi could understand. Anvi looked to the side and rubbed the back of his head. There was a slight smile on his face, though. Irsia noticed that Allister looked a little embarrassed about talking to Anvi even though he couldn't hear. \"It's okay, dear. Sometimes he just needs a bit of help with the details. But he did understand you. Would you like some more?\" She asked, holding out her hand for the bowl."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"O-Oh...\" He looked at Anvi with a small smile, returning the favor. He didn't exactly want to press for details, because boy would that be hypocritical. Anyways, Allister had finished his food, and while he wasn't really in the mood for any more, he did make sure to thank Irsia. \"Mm, no thanks... It w's amazing though... Uh... Thanks ma'am.\" He tried his best to look at her, but just couldn't. Agh, why did people in the world have to have the same face... He didn't know, but hopefully she had forgotten about, or could just ignore what happened in the grocery store, and not bring any of it up."
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{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "For some reason, Allister had the feeling that he forgot something... Maybe it was his phone, or... It was his phone, and he'd forgotten it in Raihan's room. \"Ugh!\" He sighed, before bolting up from the table and heading to Raihan's room."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"I'm glad!\" She hummed, seeing how the bowl was cleaned. Well if that was enough food for him then she did a good job of estimating it. She was just happy that he got to eat something. When hearing his sudden exclamation, she was slightly confused. Did something happen? There was nothing weird going on here. It might have been one of the calmest rooms right now. Well, since Allister wasn't here and Anvi was on his phone, Irsia took hers out and started scrolling through feeds too."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister skipped down the stairs back to the kitchen, with quite a bit of news to give Irsia. If she would listen, which he doubted she would, adults never listened to him. Well, anyways... He slipped back into the kitchen to see Irsia and Anvi still sitting there, as well as being on their phones. Hopefully she didn't notice him, as he tip toed back in and sat at the table. \nAaand... Dammit. Irsia noticed him. \"Mm, hullo...\" He said, giving her the smallest wave. Eek, maybe he should've stayed upstairs... ~~He probably shouldn't be here at all~~ but oh well.\nIrsia and Anvi were probably already too invested in what he had to say, so backing out now wasn't really an option. Besides, Allister still wanted to go ahead with his amazing idea!... Heh... Eehhh...\n\"Ugh...\" He sighed, laying his head down on the table and covering his face, though that did nothing. \"M-Ms Irsia? C-c'n I tell you something?\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia looked up to see that Allister had returned. She put her phone down and smiled at at him. They hadn't gone anywhere. She did wonder if Alli was able to solve the problem he had, or... Resolve the thing that made him leave so abruptly. \nShe looks down at him, now resting the side of her face in her palm. \n\"Did you find what you were looking for?\" She asked. She assumed he had to go retrieve something. \n\"You can tell me anything you'd like.\" She said. There was always something exciting about when people asked to tell things. Oh boy, did she have NO idea what was going to be coming next."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Well...\" How exactly do you tell someone what he'd just found out. Why did he want to tell her, not like she was gonna believe him. \"Mmm...\" Allister looked sway from her for a moment, tapping his fingers on the table. (Not like he was really looking at her in the first place, she still scared him) \"Aah. I found my phone...\" He held it up, like that actually mattered. It probably looked cute to her, probably reminded her of her children or something, an idea that Allister ditested. \"R-raihan 'nd Piers are sorts together by the way.\" He said, before his conscience could kick him."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "He was still nervous around her. That was to be expected. But Irsia did feel better knowing he wasn't completely ignoring her now. She nods when seeing his phone, glad he got it back. Wait... Hold on. She leaned in and looked at Allister, giving him a look that said \"Is this really true?\" There was a grin on her face. \"Raihan and Piers you say?\" Now both hands were holding her face up. \"Tell me more.\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Uhh... 'Member wh'n I ran off t' find Raihan, afta he left 'nd you all were makin' lunch? Well... H-he told me some stuff, 'nd I got suspicious, 'nd I was right by the way!\" Agh geez. Irsia wasn't losing her patience yet, which was surprising, since Allister was not a good story teller. Usually he'd start telling a story, and after a while of mumbling and getting sidetracked, whoever was listening would just say never mind. But not Irsia...\n\"Ugh...\" He groaned, leaning back. He was gonna need more tea. \"Uhh... 'M sorry... Uh, anyway... S-so th'n everyone left 'nd I took a nap, so I dunno what they did. B-but I lost my phone, which I said I got back, 'nd I did. But I also saw Piers 'n Raihan kiss... It was weird... So then th-they didn' know wh't to do... Uh... 'Bout their relationship... So I made them hold hands... 'Nd now they're together.\" He shrugged. Geez, what an awful retelling of events. Irsia had to have ignored him by now, right?\n\"Anyways,\" He said, more to himself. \"P-people back home'd go wild for th't kinda thing. Th-they wan' us t' be... Uh... Dramatic 'nd stuff... But that's n-no drama... They're frickin' perfect for each other.\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia really wanted to know! It wasn't like the thoughts never went through her head. She knew how wild people could be on social media. *None of them were safe.* Though, she did wonder about where they stood. Raihan had been so close to him ever since Piers arrived. She knew they were friends and all. And yet, hearing this heartfelt encounter between the two proved there was something else going on. They'd probably keep it on the low too. Alli said it himself; people were into it for drama. She wondered if they knew about Leon and that other girl. Irsia had suspected something going on between them too. \nShe made sure Allister had her undivided attention. It was normal for kids to tell stories like that; they were learning. And it would be rude to stop them just because they weren't telling it like an adult would. She listened to her kids' stories all the time, so this was normal. She kept nodding so he was sure she was still listening. Her own face showed a bit of pink. Most likely it was secondhand embarrassment. She was relieved the situation was handled so well. \"That's so sweet of you to do that, Allister.\" She commented, giving him a nod. \"I'm sure both are still really embarrassed about it. They'll need some time to figure out what they want to do. Until then, we'll be supportive!\" \nShe clapped her hands together softly. \n\"Those two sound really cute together, though. Oh, I can see why people would be all crazy for it.\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister nodded at Irsia's conclusion. It was gonna take time and they might have a lot of talking to do. He was gonna let them do that in private, since it was their thing. That and he didn't really care what they did with their lives, as long as they weren't hurting others, but they wouldn't. He nodded, looking down to avoid Irsia's face when she addressed him. He didn't want to look at her...\n\"Mm ye'... They're an ace couple... In my opinion.\" He smiled. Those two probably had great future ahead. Why wouldn't they? But now, with the shock wearing off, the reality behind their relationship started to sink in. They'd probably discuss this on their own, but that didn't stop Allister from worrying what the press would say about it. And Irsia's comment really didn't help.\n\"Y-you think... Ugh... Why won't they just leave... Leave *Us* Alone. Were P-people too...\" That last comment wasn't so much about Raihan and Piers... Maybe Allister just needed to vent his own frustrations... Who knows."
}
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{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"Who?\" Irsia questioned at first. Ah, but then she understood it. Allister was probably talking about the public eye. The one that sometimes got too close to personal matters. \"You're absolutely right. I understand how that is too.\" Irsia commented, leaning over. \"You're so young too, so it can be a lot of stress.\" She reached out to put a hand over him but she decided not to. It wasn't hard to see how nervous he was around her. The grocery thing was an honest mistake, but she still felt bad about it. \n\n\"Is there anything you want to talk about? I'm all ears. I understand not feeling like you can have a private life.\" She remembered the first time she was on the news: the day she decided to talk to the mayor of her city. That ended up being a challenge she was NOWHERE close to being prepared for. Even with her success that just made her name spread farther. \n\n\"I think people forget that. Some people love to be in the spotlight and sometimes the public thinks everyone is like that.\""
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "\"Ye',\" Was all Allister could say to any of that. Irsia said she understood him, but did she really. Ugh, who knew. For a ten year old with terrible social anxiety, he was actually pretty good at parsing through the lies and bull crap people said to him. So many times, people would approach him, saying things like, \"I understand how you feel,\" Or, \"I'm the same way, my parents have high expectations of me.\" But they didn't know anything really. Parents with high expectations were one thing, but having a whole region expect something from you? \n... \nIt was too much. At least for him. Allister had given up on trying to be likeable or charismatic the day he arrived, but that only made people more interested in him. He'd gone from nobody to talk of the town, all because some fancy guy in a suit said, \"Awe, wouldn't you make a cute gym leader.\"\n\nBut why the hell did Irsia care? She wasn't one of them, she was a normal person. She had no reason to worry about him, this random boy she'd just met today, but she still did. She still cared about him, he guessed because of her... Her motherly love... \n\n*\"Stop remindin' me of the only person who ever loved me...\"*\n\nAllister chocked back a sob.\n\"Yeah, 'm fine. Leave me alone!\" He snapped, before leaving the kitchen and running up to his room."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia watched as Allister yet again, ran off. She didn't think it was something she should get involved with... But an extremely emotional child like himself, it really pulled at her heart. She didn't know if it was instinct, but his running away could have actually been... A call for someone to get closer. She really didn't know this boy. And he didn't have a lot of reasons to be comfortable with her. She guessed she'd just stay there for a while...\n*Until Grookey decided to hop onto the floor and follow after the boy!* \"Hey!\" She blinked, getting up to also follow him. What was he up to? Gah, now she *Had* To see what was going on. She'd try her best to follow him, most likely on her way to ."
}
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{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Somehow finding his way into the kitchen, the young fairy gym leader sighed and glanced around, well... He didn't see anyone here, but at least he could get something to drink... Getting himself a glass of water, which he started sipping right after, he tried to relax a bit as he sat down at the large kitchen table**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "After a short walk, she found her way to the kitchen. The first thing she noticed when she walked in was Bede. Because she hadn't eaten anything since she was on the boat, she decided to continue into the kitchen rather than turn around & walk away. Stubbs followed close behind, sensing someone new nearby."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**His ears twitched lightly as he heard steps closing in, turning his head to the source, he noticed Jessica.** Ah... One of the guests of this mansion I presume? **Tilting his head lightly, he took notice of the boltund besides her and contemplated if she was an electric gym leader or an elite four member from somewhere.**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"O-Oh, uh... Y-Yeah...\" She stopped as soon as Bede said something to her. \"I-I just got here yesterday & I'm looking around...\" Stubbs was already walking towards Bede, still happy from the Pat's Moni gave him"
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Noting the seeming anxiety this girl seemed to have, he sighed and adopted a softer tone and gave her a small smile, just like he would do with more nervous challengers.** Well, I guess we both are still new then here... Might I ask for your name? Also... Do you know where everybody is? The mansion seems surprisingly empty for a time like this. **Glancing down at the approaching Pokémon, he held out his hand to it slowly as a sign of trust**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"W-Well... I saw a um... Ghost of one, I think... She said it was some trick with Gengar or something like that...\" \"He does have a point with it being oddly empty...\" She thought. \"Oh, & m-my name's Jessica... & that's Stubbs...\" She pointed to her Boltund, which was already sitting next to Bede."
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "**Nodding along her answers, he tapped his chin in thought** A ghost girl... Hm, interesting and worrying... **Blinking and focusing on her again, he stood up and did a small bow** ...Nice to meet you Jessica, my name is Bede, fairy type gym leader of Galar. **Kneeling down, he gave Boltund a pat or two...** And nice to meet you too Stubbs. **...Before sitting down again.**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"N-Nice to meet you too...\" She said, finally moving to a spot at the table. \"I-I'm the Caiside Electric Gym Leader...\" Stubbs seemed to smile up at Bede while wagging his tail."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Ah.. And electric type specialist... **Just like he figured** ...Don't see to many of those nowadays. **Going back to sipping his water, another question popped up in his mind** Say... Would you know where the guest rooms are? I have all of my luggage with me, but sadly can't put it anywhere."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"Y-Yeah, I can show you where they are...\" She said hesitantly. \"I-I just need to get something to eat first... It's been a day or 2 since I last had some food...\""
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "By Arceus- **He looked at her with wide eyes** Of course go ahead! Why haven't you even eaten something sooner- you must be starving? **He looks at her with worry filled eyes**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-It's just that I haven't bothered to look around yesterday...\" She looked at him & noticed that he looked worried. \"I-It's not like I w-want to starve...\""
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Ah... Alright I suppose.. Well then go ahead and get yourself something to eat Jessica, I can wait. **He then goes back to sipping his water**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She got up & walked around the kitchen, looking for things that would be easy to make. \n*\"Should I just make a breakfast food, or make something larger?\"* She thought. She decided to just make herself some eggs, pulling them out of the fridge & setting them on the counter. She then looked for a frying pan, setting that on the stove when she found it.\n\nShe then turned the stove on, waiting for it to heat the pan up. As soon as it was hot enough, she cracked 2 eggs & put them in the pan. While cooking, she continued the conversation. \"Uh... I-Is there Mega Evolution in the Galar region..?\""
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Mega Evolution? Usually no. Mostly because such evolutionary methods can only be acquired if you are either, very important to certain people or have enough money to buy it in Kalos. How about your region? Are there perhaps Mega Stones there? **Looking up at her, he watched her with curious eyes.**"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "~~welp see you later got to play with my sis~~"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"Y-Yeah, there are...\" She held up her right arm, showing she was wearing a Mega Ring. \"I-I happen to be one of the lucky ones...\" She set the eggs on a plate & walked back to the table, grabbing a fork on the way."
}
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{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Ah, well how certainly interesting. For which of your Pokemon might this ring be? **Tilting his head at the now empty glass of water, he sighed, stood up and looked around the kitchen until he found what he wanted, a teakettle and some tea bags** Ah, there they are, would have been surprised if there was no tea here... **Mumbling to himself, he starts making himself some black tea**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-It's for my Manectric... Yet I don't use the Mega stone often...\" She began to eat the eggs she made for herself, & quite hastily too. As she finished, she slid the plate away a bit so she could set her arms -~~or her head~~ on the table without getting egg yolk on them."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Listening to her while finishing his tea, adding some milk to it and carrying both a cup and the kettle to the table, he began gracefully filling his cup.** Manectric, sounds like some Pokémon from the Hoenn side of the world, though... Why do you not use the stone often if you don't mind? Wouldn't it make battling much easier for you? **He began drinking his tea, absolutely delighted at the flavor (like usual)... Though it was not anything like Opal's homemade one... *Memo to myself... Write granny at some point to send me some of it...~***"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-I only Mega Evolve it if the other person has a Mega too... I don't want to overpower my opponents, I just want it as fair as possible...\" She looked around the room, still sitting in the chair. Stubbs was asleep, laying on the floor next to Jess."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Hm... Can't say I agree with you on that one. But I suppose every gym leader has their own policies on how they do their gym mission. **Simply relaxing while drinking his tea, he closed his eyes to just enjoy the aroma and taste of it, a small smile gracing his lips.**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-I don't wanna seem heartless... I'm n-not that kind of person...\" She said, laying her head down. \"If I were, I'd use my family Pokémon...\" She whispered to herself. She reached down & pet Stubbs, who was wagging his tail in his sleep."
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{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Heartless? Oh I beg to differ in all honesty. We Gym leaders are supposed to be a challenge that trainers have to overcome... And that's why I never hold back. **Eyes twinkling with amusement, another side of Bede managed to peak through, the more battle enjoying strategist.** Besides... If I held back, how would I be able to see their full potential otherwise? See the strategies they thought about and so on...~ **He ended his passionate ramble, and set down his tea** But alas, every gym leader has their own ways of teaching I suppose and I guess you'd rather use your family Pokémon to not endanger your own?"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"Y-You misunderstood me... My strongest Pokémon was handed down to me...\" She was talking quieter now, unsure of what to say next. She was hoping he wouldn't ask which Pokémon it was, but knew he was more than likely to."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "Oh? And what would that Pokémon be? An Electivire perhaps? ***She seemed quite... Unsure and hesitant, how peculiar*... Bede leaned his head on his hand and gave her a reassuring smile**"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-I'd rather not say what it was...\" Realizing he'd probably keep asking, she got up & washed the plate & pan hurriedly. \"Th-Thanks for the conversation... I-I'll see you soon... Maybe...\" She seemed in a rush to walk out the door as soon as she put the items back."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "...**Raising an eyebrow for a moment, he was rather confused *What... What just happened? Is that Pokémon really that big of a secret? Huh... Must have not been an Electivire. Oh well.*** See you soon too, I guess? **He continued to drink his tea in peace and with a smile**"
}
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{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "Having calmed down a bit from the initial shock of having a tea pot smashed in her face, Raven had remembered why she went to the kitchen in the first place. That being that she was hungry. She poked her head in, making sure that not of the people from earlier were still around. No one. Good. Just some curly haired guy who she recognized, but was completely willing to ignore if he didn't bother her.\nRaven walked into the kitchen, and started to dig through a cupboard, finding some crackers to snack on, and a soda in the fridge. She sat down across from the person she recognized as Bede from Galar and just shrugged."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**His eyes darted for a moment to the person that just appeared in his vision, a glint of recognition shooting through them. Just as she knew, who he was, he knew who she was, his mentor's description of her in the stories she told him were rather accurate. The amusement he felt when she just shrugged and sat down in front of him could be seen in his smile, as like her, he didn't say a word and simply continued drinking his tea.**\n\n***Well now... I didn't think I would meet my grandmother's old friend here... What a coincidence... But from Opal's tales.. I should probably leave her alone for now, no need to possibly anger or annoy someone of her calibre..***"
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "**Now, I'll give you some warning. Phoebe? She's a nice girl. She's learned how to behave in a modern society, despite having grown up on an island where technology wasn't really a thing. She's adapted, and rather quickly at that. However, there were two things stopping her from acting like... Well, like everyone else right now. The first of which was her absolute refusal to grow out of her traditions. She refused to wear footwear, not seeing a point in it. The same old clothes. \"Go to the beach,\" Some people would say. And Phoebe wouldn't have a clue why.**\n\n**The second factor as of right now was her hunger level. She had been ravenous throughout the entire plane flight here, and she didn't wanna waste any money on mediocre airplane snacks. So here she was, in the kitchen, walking in without a care in the world.** \"Hiiiii! Is there any food here? I'm super hungry. Also, nice to meet you guys!\" **She's definitely optimistic, that's for sure.**"
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "She'd heard the Bede replaced Opal, similarly to how Raven herself was replaced by that annoying child. She frowned. Shame. Perhaps Opal really did give up her job. She was older than any other gym leader to be sure.\n\"Hello,\" She said, a bit absent minded. \n\nWho. Was this girl? Raven looked at her, a little confused, and very annoyed when she she started to squeal. She raised an eyebrow, looking at Phoebe.\n\"Yes... There tends to be food in kitchens...\""
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Bede had to admit- that girl almost scared him, if only because he was so focused on his tea and the person in front of him. Taking a few seconds to calm down internally, he turned his gaze to the flowery girl standing smack-dab in the middle of the room.**\nWell... Like the lady across me mentioned, there is food here, look in that refrigerator behind you, there you should find everything you need. **He simply nodded his head in the direction of the refrigerator, before his gaze wandered to his tea pot.** Though... If you would like some black tea too, then feel free to get yourself a cup and pour yourself some in... Anyhow, it's nice to meet you too. **Feeling his Hatterene's ball shake quietly because of the clashing emotions presented in the room, he let out an amused smile and a small chuckle. *I figured that this would happen... Though not so soon.. Oh well I hope you won't punch anyone my friend..~* He thought.**"
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "**Said flowery girl looked between the two with a confused smile.** \"...What's a kitchen?\" **She asked, tilting her head. She was genuinely curious. Now, mind you, she did learn everything she needed to know to survive in modern society, yes, but even after she moved to Hoenn's mainland, she did her cooking outside, over a fire.** \"Oh, whatever. Thanks!\" **She headed over to the fridge, opened it up, and wondered what all was in there.** \"Hmmm...\""
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "Raven shook her head, sighing. How did this girl NOT know what a kitchen was? She looked like she didn't know a lot of things though, but that was just Raven's interpretation of her.\n\"A Kitchen is the place where you eat food. It's a whole room of a house dedicated to it.\" She stood, peeking over the girl's shoulder as she rifled through the different foods.\n\"How about that?\" She said, pointing at some microwave lunches. \"That should be edible.\" She pulled one out, deciding that while she was here, she might as well have an actual meal.\n\"By the way. You may call me Raven. I'm an elite four from a region called Magveil. Who are you?\""
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Glancing over to the duo, he sighed and rolled his eyes before commenting just in case.** I would suggest first looking at the expiration date on that thing, because I for one am not too sure how often things get replaced or checked over in this turbulent place. **Picking up his cup to take another sip, he then realized something.** Come to think of it... I haven't really seen much staff around ever since I arrived.. How troublesome. **Still holding his cup, he glanced at the girl who seemed to know not that much.** My name is Bede by the way, fairy type gym leader of Galar. **He then finally turned his attention to his tea again and took a well deserved sip from it.**"
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "\"I have no idea what that means! I always prepare food on the spot, over a fire. Much better, with the char marks and stuff.\" **She nabbed a microwaveable lunch and checked the date; thankfully, it was newly purchased. She followed the instructions and popped it in the microwave.** \"My name's Phoebe! I'm one of the Elite Four in Hoenn. I specialize in Ghost-type Pokémon!\""
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "\"Aah,\" She nodded at Bede's comment before checking the date on her own lunch. Yup, just bought. \"You bring up a good point however. How does such a place exist, yet we see no sign of the ones running it?\" She shrugged, throwing her lunch into another microwave and waiting for it to cook. As she did, she tapped her nails on the countertop and watched as Phoebe figured out how to microwave food instead of throwing it over a fire.\n\"Huh, are you now?\" She affirmed. She nodded slowly, smiling a bit. \"I can respect that. I'm a ghost trainer as well. But unlike you, I moved regions. I'm from Galar, just like him. And I was also its first and one of only two ghost gym leaders.\"\n\nShe looked over at Bede, still drinking tea. \"You planning to drink a whole pot?\" She asked. \"Opal's really rubbed off on you, hasn't she?"
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Blushing a bit, he scratched his cheek in embarrassment and set down his cup.** \"Well I could try to deny such a thing... But that would be a plain out lie.\" **A fond smile forming on his lips as he remembered his mentor's unusual training methods** \"The first thing she did when she brought me in was teaching me manners and make me appreciate tea. Soon I could see why, after every training lesson, she and I would have to have tea time to discuss my mistakes and what to improve. So yes, tea has become my main drink... Though..\" **Looking down at the cup, he sighs and shakes his head softly** \"..Sadly I don't have any of her special tea blend with me, now that would be something that I could drink in pots.\" \n\n**Tapping his cheek now, as he remembered the point she made before that.** \"As for how... Hm perhaps they only come out at night when everybody is sleeping? Or very early in the morning? Either way.. Eventually an answer to that mystery will surely pop up.\" **Then a small glint of mischief flashed across his eyes** \"...Unless it's the house fairies, sadly nobody but fairy type trainers will find out then, but oh well I don't think anybody will mind that~ Right, fairies?\" **He then very very discretely used the small metal plates on the back of his shoes, to very gently click them together, to emulate the sound of some of the metal utensils such as pots, pans or cutlery clicking together, to create the illusion of there being something there that agreed with him.**\n\n**Why did he do it? He of course had to hold up the tradition of being mystical from the \"Wizard\" Opal~ who taught him many tricks and other things to seem more mystical and bring awe and perhaps even fear to those with him... Basically Opal was a bit of a prankster and she made sure to pass that onto Bede.**"
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "**Phoebe, however, was not so convinced. She knew there was a sound, but she didn't think it had anything to do with fairies... Or Bede.** \"Or ghosts. Y'know, you'd think they're all sad and stuff because their friends can't see 'em, but they're fun! They like to tell me jokes. My grandma likes to crack me up a lot!\" **She responded, as if these things were totally normal.**"
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "Raven chuckled a bit with Bede's comment about fairies in the kitchen. Hearing the clinking of silverware, she guessed it was one of Opal's tricks, picked up by Bede of course. Her old friend had many ways of seeming almost mystical, the methods of which Raven didn't quite know. It was her gimmick, so to speak. All the Galar gym leaders had one. Piers was a singer, Raihan was a social media star, and back in her time, the Dragon gym leader had this while knight in shining armor thing going on. Raven herself had her difficulty to defete. As well as having more of a duel typing than most at her level.\n\nSo yes, she was good at spotting things.But trick or not, she bought into it anyways. Who knows, maybe it was a fairy. \"Hmm...\" She said, looking around. \"Well would you look at that!\"\n\n\"You know what Phoebe, is it? It very well might be ghosts. The little buggers. They really can be anywhere sometimes.\" She shrugged, crossing her arms. \"I won't know, so you'll have to tell me if they say something funny.\"\nUnlike some, Raven couldn't actually talk to ghosts, or see them all the time, or anything like that. She didn't get negativlt effected by them, but she and her pokemon didn't have what you'd call a close connection either.\n\nHearing a beep, Raven pulled her lunch out of the microwave, mumbling that it was hot as she dragged it over to the table. She sat down and opened it, adding, \"If the fairies or ghosts *Are* Out there. I wish one of them would warn me that my hot water was broken.\" Raven chuckled, remembering the nightmare that was her cold shower that morning."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**Glad that both were not trying to deny things or figure out where the sounds are coming from, he let out a light titter and shrugged** Well, from what I can tell, neither of the groups are the most talkative... So perhaps they just decided to alert the staff instead in some fashion? **Yes, if he found any of the staff or even better the staff room, he would anonymously tell them about Raven's problem, further adding to the illusion~ internally scheming, Bede's lips tugged up even more at those impish thoughts.** \nAnyhow, I hope it will be fixed soon, unexpected cold showers are never nice. **Glancing curiously at Phoebe tapped his chin.** By the way Phoebe... Since you can see ghosts... Have you seen any ever since you arrived at this island? Perhaps around the mansion anywhere? Because in all honesty... Someone this rich usually has had some skeletons in their closet at some point, hopefully only figuratively in this case. **Picking up his drink again, he refilled his cup and drank more of the wonderful liquid he has come to love** Wouldn't surprise me, if someone didn't get killed anywhere around here."
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "\"Ghosts are anything but quiet.\" **Phoebe said with a smile, letting her food cool in the microwave for a bit, after it had finished cooking.** \"But nope! I haven't met anyone beyond the mortal realm yet. But if I do, I'll certainly let you know what they say! Most of the spirits I've met are from Mt. Pyre, but that's probably 'cause that's where most of 'em are buried.\""
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"author": "Raven",
"message": "\"Maybe we could poke around and find someone hiding out?\" She asked. It wasn't a joke- Raven rarely made those. No, it was a genuine suggestion, since she was still gonna find ~~and kill~~ the person that messed up her faucet. \"Ask them what's going on with the place.\" She opened her lunch, microwave pasta alfredo, and took a few bites, thinking about it as she chewed.\n\n\"Skeletons in the closet hub Bede?\" She asked, raising an eyebrow. \"Wouldn't be surprised if we found some kind of massive conspiracy going on here to take us down. That's usually how these kinds of things work right?\" Years of weird experiences had left Raven a bitter and paranoid woman. Although she doubted ~~minus a certain boy who would go unnamed~~ there was anything wrong here. Still, wanting to humor everyone else in the room, she continued.\n\n\"So, girl. You talk to the dead huh? Or do you just see them?\" Raven asked Phoebe. \"I head the former is kinda rare. Even I haven't figured it out quite yet.\""
},
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"author": "Bede",
"message": "***Well isn't that an interesting suggestion... Actually snooping around the mansion.. Hm..* Considering Raven's suggestion for a few moments, he sadly could think of a few problems with it.** Well... I would be all for going and exploring this whole mansion to find out what's going on, but I have a strong feeling that a. It won't be easy at all to do this and b. That there are too many goody-two-shoes in this island, champions and gym leaders that love to make sure nobody breaks any laws. **Intentionally leaving out the elite four, both because Raven and Phoebe were Elite four members, as to not offend them.. And well because it kind of slipped his mind since his league didn't have any.** \n\nThough.. Your suggestion about the conspiracy does make sense Raven. **Setting down his cup, he crossed his arms and frowned a bit.** I haven't met the daughter yet that invited us here in the first place, but unless she really is a huge fan girl like it's rumoured, this whole thing seems just too good to be true... Either way **Glancing at the two others in the room, he sighed** Either way, I would suggest we all stay alert for at least a little bit, until we can confirm nobody is trying to plot against us. **He fell quiet for a second, before his curiosity took over and he raised an eyebrow at Phoebe.** \n\nActually, if you don't mind me asking... How does one speak to the dead or well see them? Is it an innate ability? Or can anyone just learn over the years to take notice of them and eventually talk to them? Because that seems like a neat skill to have. ***...And perhaps... Perhaps I could talk to my parents again. . .***"
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "\"I don't think that's a good idea. Like, I'm not gonna stop you, but, I'm not a very stealthy person. Hehe...\" **Phoebe scratched her head awkwardly, before answering the other queries.** \"Oh, I actually talk to them. I don't even know how I learned how to myself. I... Was not really feeling okay a while back, and I tried... Well, I tried jumping off Mt. Pyre. All of a sudden, I hear, like, a whole crowd of people telling me to stop, and lo and behold, my grandma's one of them. So uh. Even I can't really tell you how to communicate with the deceased, but I do know that there is a way. That's why I'm always so happy! Because I know, even after death, there's people who'll be there for you!\""
},
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"author": "Raven",
"message": "\"Well,\" Raven said. \"Some people speak of talking to ghosts after years of being around them. But that's more like having their minds invaded, not having a conversation. Isn't there someone in Galar you could just ask? I'm sure he wouldn't mind helping a fellow orphan out...\" She paused, looking at Bede. \"I apologize. That was uncalled for. The two of us just don't get along.\"\n\n\"Huh, alright Phoebe. I'm not saying you have to come with us. In fact, I highly doubt that any of us should snoop around. Maybe when we're about to leave, but right now? In the middle of our vacation? I'd be hesitant to piss off out host, as much of and enigma as they might be.\" She hmmed, taking another bite of her pasta. \"Then again, if we haven't seen anyone, I don't know if anything here *Will* Stop us from at least having a look. Aah, but don't come with us if you can't keep quiet, alright? And do us a favor, and don't tell anyone else. *Especially* People from Bede's region. Bunch of fun killers that group...\" Raven finished the last of her pasta before throwing the container in the trash and brushing herself off.\n\"I'll be waiting in It's probably empty enough to talk in peace."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**As Bede listened to Phoebe's tale, he glanced down at his tea, with saddened eyes, but a small smile. So he would see his parents again at some point... What a comforting thought.** Alright.. Thank you Phoebe. **Still not looking up from his tea, he heard Raven both mention the fact that he was an orphan and apologize... At which he just waved her off and finally looked at her.** \n\nNo need to apologize. I've long come terms with the fact of what I am, though... **He let out a humourless sigh and gave her a thankful look.** ...At least you apologized. Most other people don't do that... Though eh... I have gotten used to the fact that people treat it as an insult and lost count how many times it has been used against me. \nBut anyhow.. I know of your beef with Allister and personally I don't mind, it's your fight. *But...*\n\n**His eyes then hardened and his voice turned both methodical and the light in his eyes faded for a second** ...Lady Opal cares about him very much, practically considers him part of her family. I care about him too. If you should ever overstep the line and actually hurt him seriously. **An almost slasher like smile appeared for a second on his face, showing the more dark sides of the 'innocent' fairies.. Just like in some old bedtime stories.** Well... I think I will leave that up to your imagination, Raven. **Taking a small breath in, before returning to a more cheery and balanced mood, he allowed a mysterious smile to grace his lips.** \n\nAnd.. I will be seeing you in the ballroom. Thank you for the suggestion and I will be sure to talk to Allister later. **He drank his last cup of tea, moved the kettle and the cup into the sink and walked out of the room, his luggage in hand.** Though for now I have to excuse myself, I need to take my luggage into the my room. Thank you for the company, it was a real pleasure..~ **Flashing the both a last grateful look. He disappeared into the hallway, closing the door behind him.**"
},
{
"author": "Phoebe",
"message": "\"Yeah! You'll be able to eventually.\" **Phoebe didn't wanna mess anything up or get into any personal conflicts, so she just stayed silent during that whole thing. Eventually, she finished eating her meal.** \"Mmmf. Good to get something yummy in my mouth. Been craving vegetables for a while, anyway, so I got that covered. But anyway. I'm gonna go explore for a bit. Maybe do something crazy, like climb a mountain. I'll be around. Feel free to holler at me if you want to chat or battle or something.\" **With that, she waved and tossed the wrappers of her microwaveable meal into the nearest garbage receptacle she could find, before proceeding to leave.**"
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{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Going to the kitchen, Amelia starts digging the fridge for some leftover food. She thought that a bunch of them came down here to make something and wondered if they left some for others. Nope... It seemed they had a party without her. It's fine. She could always call Lickilicky to make something for her again. Sighing, Amelia sits back on a stool and starts to dial for the Pokémon via a phone hanging at the wall. After this, she has to go out and see what the others are up to. Are they having fun?"
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "As he heard rustling in the kitchen early in the morning, the young man came in to investigate. What he didn't expect was Madame Sigford digging the fridge. It's weird to see her like this, given she probably has enough staff in every department to make a full-on luxurious cruise. Regardless, Terry cleared his throat and approached Madame Sigford. \"Good morning to you, Madame. Are you perhaps looking for something?\" The boy was in his usual purple vest with black beanie outfit. It was quite casual, yet good looking."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Once she heard a familiar voice, *That* Familiar voice, Amelia sits up straighter. She accidentally press the phone back to its station on the wall and hold her hands in lap. *\"I have been slacking... My posture,\"* She scolded herself and shook her head with a frown before finally answering Terry. \"I-It is good to see you again, Mr— Terry!\" She remembered to drop the formality since she wanted to be closer to him. \"What brings you are here, anyhow? I was famished, actually, and considered calling my chef for him to make me a meal personally.\" She didn't want to admit that she came here because she thought people were gathered here having a party. Oh well. She's always late to those kind of things. What the strong trainers do is beyond what she should be involved with. She's just here to observe."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"You would invite your chef?\" Terry pondered. *\"I suppose that makes sense, she wouldn't be able to cook on her own. But maybe...\"* Terry had a smile on his face, before offering: \"Madame, may I ask you for a favor? Would you mind if I tried to cook something for us myself?\" He said with hopeful eyes and a confident smile, which he hoped would assure Amelia that everything would be alright. It's a gentleman's duty to treat a lady right, after all!"
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"Wait. Terry, no—\" She waves her hands out in front of her. \"I do not want you to cook for me! This is a vacation for you, after all! Do not waste your time on me and let my chef do his job, all right?\" She gives him a reassuring look, but... Within her eyes are a bit of loneliness. Well, it's her own fault for not going out and doing *Her* Job and introducing herself to the many guests that are arriving to the island. \"That is, unless you are going to make a meal for yourself. Then, I will just leave you to your cooking.\" She seems reluctant as she slides off the stool and goes to exit the kitchen."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"I will make a meal for the both of us, Madame.\" He looked at Amelia who was about to leave. \"If I didn't want to cook for the both of us, I wouldn't have offered. Please, don't assume that time spent on you is wasted.\" Terry sighed, as he approached the kitchen and took the cheesy apron that said 'kiss the cook'. The boy blushed a bit at the notion, but then shook his head to get his mind out of the gutter. This will be interesting, to say the least..."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"I-I guess you're right,\" Amelia replied, feeling even more foolish for assuming. Terry probably think she's a downer for acting such a way. Nonetheless, she didn't want his thoughts to go to waste and she pulls a stool up to the kitchen island in the middle of the room. \"What are you thinking to make?\" She asked, carefully. When he eyes reaches over the male, she sees him donning that apron and had to hide her giggles into her hand. Terry always seemed like a gentleman, so wearing something silly as that made him more adorable."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"Whatever you crave and with whatever ingredients are available.\" He answered. Again, he was looking for all the utensils and ingredients before the lady made her choice. It's vital to see the options available to him beforehand! But this is a luxurious resort, so he couldn't imagine there being a shortage of basically anything, really. *\"It has been a while since I have cooked. If the Chatelaines were here... They wouldn't want it to ever end. Wonder what they are doing right now...\"*"
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"I am actually very indecisive,\" Amelia admits while blushing. \"Maybe a filet mignon? A garden salad would also be nice for a side dish.\" She starts getting up and looking through the many fridges. There's also walk-in freezers for the bigger items of food. \"Curious. What are you thinking of making for yourself?\" She asks when returning to where Terry stood. \"And... May I watch how you cook?\" The brunette would tilt her head with a nervous yet, cheerful smile. Learning to cook would be convenient for her. So that she could make a snack for herself without bothering any else one day!"
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"A filet mignon does sound nice. Alright, let me gather the ingredients from the freezer. Give me a moment.\" And so, he left. The boy got to the big ass freezer, before realising he got locked inside. Great job, you idiot! Now what!? Before trying to see how he could get out, Terry decided to look for all the ingredients. He sighed, as the noise from the rustling in the freezer indicates the door is stuck..."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia stays sitting in her seat, grateful that Terry knew how to make a filet mignon. Well. It seemed like something he should know how cook considering he's from Kalos. First, she rests her head in hands while looking forward, still waiting. She wanted to converse with Terry more when he came back but... He never did? Looking around, Amelia wondered if the male left her? Did he? She gets up from her seat and decides to look around for him. \"Ah, Terry? Where did you go?\" The walk-in freezer's door is really thick, so it's hard to hear sounds from inside. She completely walks passed it and almost deemed him as bailing. Coincidentally enough, when she walks back, she's standing in front of the freezer. Heck, the freezer fans just turned on too. So not only is it loud enough to drown out the rustling sounds Terry is making, it's also getting very cold in there!"
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "On the way in, they were able to avoid everyone else. Good thing. And Leon closed the door behind them, and then locked it... Does he know that nobody can get breakfast now? Oh well. Allister shrugs, before pulling out a chair and sitting down. He yawns resting his head on the table while Leon asks what he wants. \"Somethin with eggs,\" Was his response, and the champion, wearing the dumbest outfit he'd ever seen, got cooking. \n*\"Sit back. I'll show you a champion breakfast.\"* Wow, he just *Had* To say it. Allister sure hoped this would go better than his curry. \nHe finished cooking, dropping a fluffy egg thing on the table in front of them, followed by silverware. Did this count as food? Well, too bad, he was hungry.\n\"Th-thank you,\" Allister mumbled, while taking a bite. Hmm, not too bad. \"Mmm... Ish gud...\" Or maybe it was just cause he was hungry. At some point, the boy promised himself he'd cook for Leon, since the man had been handling all their food up until now.\n\n*\"I'm starting to wonder... If we should do something about all of this.\"*\n\"...Same...\" Allister looked up from his food with a sigh. He finished the last of the omelet thing and turned towards the other with a shrug. \"Um... I wanna say they'll g-get over it... But maybe not.\" He frowned. Who knows how mad they were. But he's been thinking this for a day now, if they weren't busy chasing them, those people could have replaced the mirror by now. Still, this vacation was becoming the most fun he's ever had. He wanted Leon to know that.\n\n\"You do?\" Allister asked, completely ignoring the half of the sentence about himself. \"Y-you like this? Um... I... Wait, you like what we've been runnin a-around nd doing this whole time? I though-I though you were gettin' mad at me, nd wanted to go find someone else!\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon stuffs his face and had to finish chewing his food before he could reply to Allister. The guy has manners even if he doesn't seem like it! \"Hmm? Mmrgh-ulp! Yeah!\" He wipes his mouth with a nearby towel. \"If I was mad at you, you could... Probably tell,\" He told Allister and raised his hand to pat the boy's shoulder. \"You can't keep assuming! Sure, normally anyone would be upset if their vacation is ruined but *This* Is vacation to me! And what part of this is ruined anyway?\" He goes back to stuffing his face and then the omelette was gone. Three spoonfuls and it disappeared as if it never been. \"I'm asking *You*, though. Are you having fun? I wouldn't mind if we part. You would only get more in trouble with me.\"\n\nShenanigans are impossible to do back at home. Even though he's able to roam around as a champion, he's still restricted to do things. That means, no climbing on top of things, jumping off of things, and dragging others into his mess. Pretty much, it's just him and his Pokémon team. The many times he saw the gym leaders have their get-together and have fun, Leon just watched them as Rose proposed an idea and Oleana found a way to lecture him somehow. It's really lonely and well, all of that pent up energy is released on this island. It's like a child going havoc in a sandbox!\n\n\"If I'm honest, I didn't expect you to be the one tagging along with me. But, I'm glad you did.\" Leon sets down his fork and looks over at Allister with a genuine smile. With Hop, he's sure he'd be scolded! Even if he's the younger brother. Raihan and Piers would be done with him and probably be responsible for their actions. But Allister... He's still a kid and it probably dawned on Leon that he's being a bad influence. \"You can... Leave if you want to.\""
},
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "\"R-really?\" Allister was surprised by Leon's answer. He was so sure this whole time that Leon was mad at him. Like it was his fault they were in this mess, and the guy just wanted to enjoy his glory in peace. He supposed he should've realized by now, that something other than the norm was a welcome surprise. Seems they both had wild energy. \"I-I am having fun,\" Allister reassured him, giving the champ an unseen smile. \"This is loads more fun th-then I ever get back home.\"\n\nLeon probably thought that Allister got to run around with the others while he was stuck being a champion. It was true in some ways... But mostly not in others. He goofed off with Rai and Piers, when they would pay attention. Talked with Nessa and Milo, when he could keep up. And sometimes joined in with there games, but it wasn't easy. It was like a little kid, trying to keep up with his older brothers as they ran off on an adventure. Actually there was no other way to put it...\n\n*\"If I'm honest, I didn't expect you to be the one tagging along with me. But, I'm glad you did.\"*\n\n\"R-really?\" He asked, smiling brightly, as a soft giggle escaped his throat. \"Y-you really mean that? But I thought... Wait no!\" He immediately stood up, shaking his head. \"Don' just leave!\" Great, way to sound desperate. \"I m-mean... Do? If you want to? But... I would pr-prefer it if you stayed. Sorry, that was-that was really weird. I um... I...\" He sighed... Well, this is where he sounds like an idiot. \n\"I like having y-you around. As a friend nd all. Y'know, making friends at home i-isn' easy. Older kids 're jealous, younger ones 're scared. Nd every adult around me doesn' feel like taking me seriously til I mess up.\"\nHe sighed, leaning on the table, now fully prepared for Leon to be ignoring him. \"'M a gym leader, or 'm ten, not both. Nd only if it's convenient. I guess... I like hanging out with you. C-cause you don't treat me like either. You jus' treated me like a friend. 'M sorry if I sound so... So much l-like I hate this. I don' honest. 'M just... Worried. Worried that when we go h-home, you won' remember I exist anymore... Wow, 'm pathetic... Huh?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon wasn't too sure about it. Kids are supposed to have friends? That helps them grow social skills and the such. Leon was the outgoing type when he was about Allister's age. That allowed him to know a lot of people but not necessarily become friends. So it seems... Well, it was obvious that Allister is pretty lonely. Being the only kid as part of the league while the rest is about a generation older than him... It'll be hard to fit in, alright. Leon really didn't expect a honest answer from Allister. He thought the quiet kid would just nod and barely say anything in response. He vaguely remembers Allister saying something back at the library, though. Leon was too interested in that strange book, but something with Arcana actually enjoying Leon's presence.\n\nBasically, Leon felt... Touched. He didn't know how much it meant to be considered a friend to someone else. The way Allister said it made him felt bad for the kid and Leon clenches his fists. This whole time when he asked Allister what the kid wanted to do next—yes. It's like he was asking a friend what they want to do next to hang out. He didn't ask because a gym leader would do that. Or, he didn't ask to entertain Allister because he's a kid. It's as if was hanging out with Raihan and Piers. And that's by doing stupid stuff that's fun!\n\nThat last remark really stabbed Leon's heart though. \"Allister... How could I forget you? I always knew you existed, but I thought you didn't like me!\" He's being truthful. Leon's loud personality contrast to Allister's quiet one doesn't usually mix well. And, there was Leon defeating Allister in the cup when he was close. \"I'm not using you to enjoy this trouble we stirred up.\" He chuckles, still giddy from being considered fugitives. \"Think about it, this island has almost everyone from Galar. I would not be with you in the first place, if I was to forget you.\" Leon hopes he's being understood. He's been Galar's icon, so he learned to speak.\n\nAllister might not like it, but Leon wants to. He pulls the boy into a hug the second time they've been on that island. Except, this one's longer. \"You've accepted me more than just a show, and an idiot. Raihan and Piers call me the latter sometimes.\" He scratches the back of his head nervously with a free hand. They may be right, but it's not like he's dumb... All the time. It just seem/ that was since Leon might have a small case of ADHD. Anyway, it felt nice that they got to open their hearts to each other. Now, they have the energy to move around in yet another new day! \"Where do you want to go... Alli?\" He dares call Allister by his nickname, unbeknownst if the boy hates it or not. It could just be this once since Leon is bad at keeping nicknames. Hence, his Pokémon team."
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{
"author": "Sonia",
"message": "She seemed to perk up at the mention of Leon and she pondered for a moment. \"Mm... Last time I saw him we were rescuing Hop from Barbaracle on an Islet, haven't really seen him around ever since that..\"\n\nThe Professor immediately sat up when Melony set the curry infront of her and she immediately took a bite. It's been awhile since she's had a big meal like this... Her eyes sparkled and she just... Dug in-\n\nYamper looked up at Sonia and back down at his food. He then started eating quickly like she was, as if he was imitating her."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "Piers still had his phone in his hands as the plates came to the table. He glanced down at it for a second. Wow, it smelled amazing. He was really feeling the nostalgia right about now. Maybe he could text Raihan to see if he wanted some. Then, he would go on and eat. He was just about to pick up his spoon when Melony caught him. \n*\"Please wash your hands again.\"* \nArceus, that struck something in him. A bit of annoyance but another part of him... Felt strangely safe. It was weird to know that someone was more observant over you than yourself... \n\nHe let out a short, exasperated sigh (Hopefully Melony didn't hear it) as he returned to the sink. He still had his phone in one hand as he quickly texted a message. \n\n*'Yo, Rai. \nMelony's here. She made curry. We're in the kitchen. If ya aren't busy then be here in 10.'* \n\nPiers pocketed his phone and got his hands cleaned. Then, he went back to the table. Was that all Sonia had to say about Lee? Didn't seem like her. \n\n\"Heard he got into a relationship with some chick from Alola. But it was kind of weird. Only saw her like once, didn't seem very couple like.\" He wondered if he should press on about it; he wasn't prepared to get the situation flipped on him. \n\n\"Heard he's been hangin' with Alli too. Seems pretty fun. It ain't like ya can't text him, Sonia. Ya seemed pretty into him the last time I recalled.\" Even without his phone Piers was able to act like this was all casual conversation. He brought a spoonful of food to his mouth so he wouldn't say any more."
},
{
"author": "Melony",
"message": "The older woman smiled softly but when she heard Piers sigh, the woman quickly turned around and had the 'I'm not mad but disappointed' look on her face. One once she got her message across she turned to Sonia and smiled. \"You and Yanper must of been starving! Please take better care of yourself dear, I won't always be there to take care of you all. Especially since you all are grown up. \"\n\nOne Piers returned Melony turned her attention to him and she slowly began to eat. Melony hummed \"How odd, I never knew little Lion Leon was in a relationship but, what do we say you two?\" Melony had a smile plastered on her face, she was expecting the two ro respond with a big thank you for the cooking but who knows what the punk and tired professor would respond with so Melony decided to start some small talk. \"Now Piers what's it like being retired of your gym duties dear? And you Sonia who's professor work treating you? I'm sure little hoppity hop is an immense help\""
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{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "```IM NOT ANGRY, WHO SAID I WAS ANGRY, DO I LOOK ANGRY!? *Angry face*```"
},
{
"author": "Sonia",
"message": "She seemed to be in a better mood than she was when she walked in here... Well... Until Piers spoke.\n\n*\"Heard he got into a relationship with some chick from Alola.\"*\n\nSonia nearly choked on her food and had to hit her chest to help gulp it down. \"Yeah... I've met her... She's..\" She paused for a moment, maybe talking about Monika would put her in an even more bad mood. \"..Nevermind.\" She waved it off and took another bite of her food.\n\n*\"It ain't like ya can't text him, Sonia. Ya seemed pretty into him the last time I recalled.\"*\n\nShe just tried to ignore that comment and grabbed what was left on her plate (Which wasn't really alot) and reached down for Yamper by instinct. She forgot that he already had food, but the doggo took it anyway and gently licked it out of her hand.\n\n*\"How's Professor work treating you? I'm sure little Hoppity Hop is an immense help.\"*\n\nThe Professor shook off her anger and smiled. \"It's been well! Hop really is a huge help! Though... At times it can be exhausting..\" Just saying the word 'exhausted' made her feel even more tired and she covered her mouth as she yawned. \"That curry was delicious though! Thank you Melony!\" Yamper had finished his food and he jumped on Sonia's lap and she began petting his head."
},
{
"author": "Piers",
"message": "\"Thanks for ignorin' me,\" Piers mumbled in response to... Well, Sonia's lack of. He decided not to push it, at least for now. He brought another spoonful of curry to his mouth and looked to the side. Ah, Melony was expecting something...\nThat phrase was all too familiar. \"Thanks, Melony.\" He mumbled. \n\nHe really wonder why it was so hard to talk. He wasn't social but damn it, he was trying. It'd be a lot easier if Rai was here. Well... Would it? Then again he'd just let the other man talk. Piers would get dragged into it and it was, well, it was kind of nice. Even if his expressions tended to say the complete opposite. Oh yeah, Hop was with her most of the time. \"Wonderin' if the exhaustion is because of the work or because of how much the runt talks.\" He said. That was *Supposed* To be funny but he can see why it might not be. \n\"Thought that I'd have more free time honestly. But it ain't the case. Concert after concert, no matter how excitin', is drainin' me. That's why I decided to take the offer and come to the island, even if I ain't really supposed to be here.\" He looked at his new empty plate, carefully trying to get the last few grains of rice off of it. He then glanced over to the pot. But he didn't want to get up."
},
{
"author": "Melony",
"message": "\"I'm glad you two enjoyed my curry!\" The big chested woman smiled and kept on eating spoonfuls of curry. \"And you two are very Welcome!\" Melony saw Sonia's sour expression and the woman frowned, she wouldn't pressure the professor to continue talking about a topic she was indifferent towards.\n\n\"I'm happy to hear little Hop is a good help, I remember when he was just a little baby but I'm sorry to hear that Piers. I guess Galar just loves your music dear, you should be proud of yourself\" Melony smiled and the pasty male and pinched his cheek soflty. The older woman noticed him looking at the pot and smiled \"Do you want more Piers? I can go serve you some more my dear.\" Melony was nearing to finishing her plate so she wouldn't mind getting the skinny punk more Curry while she washes her plate in the sink."
},
{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "```*Insert creative title here*```"
},
{
"author": "Sonia",
"message": "The female was already full so she got up and picked up hers and Yamper's plate, after setting Yamper on the ground. And walked over to the sink and began washing them. \"She's right Piers, your music is great!\" She turned around to flash him a quick smile and went back to washing her plates.\n\nYamper stretched his smol legs out and walked over to Piers and tapped on his foot. He let out a smol bork, *'Give me pets!'* The Electric Corgi sat infront of him with his tongue out, waiting for at least some sort of affection from the pale man."
},
{
"author": " Marnie ",
"message": "\"Well, what's going on here, you lot?\" Marnie asked, as she showed up in the doorway of the kitchen, tipping her head a bit. She had morpeko at her side, and had just come in from the rain. They girl had seen the group chat, and Melony invited some people to get curry! She was hungry, so why not.\n\"Bro bro?\" She asked, stepping inside. \"Piers, eeey! How'd you end up here with Ms. Melony?\" She sniffed, and mmm! The curry tasted delicious strong, and spicy flavors that she wanted to get a bite of. Wait... Was everything alright? \"Did I... Come at a bad time?\" She kind of avoided eye contact with Sonia, and just slid onto a chair, waiting for curry."
}
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{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari felt quite upset the moment the shot he tried to take of Glace came to a bust along with him finishing up all those macarons he received. Dari would think that maybe he could raid the mansion fridge hoping and thinking he could find something to snack on even if it were someone else's food."
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "Anabel saw Dari enter the room. She didn't think much of it, because there were already lots of people in there. She looked at the toaster oven, stopped it, put on a pair of oven mitts, and took the tray out, sliding the toast onto a plate. Then, she spread the jam on it."
},
{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "After scanning whatever he was seeing in the fridge he mostly didnt recognize whatever it offered or some were just ingredients. Dari might as well snatch something off of someone's plate while they weren't looking seeing how bunch of people in here. Unfortunately, Dari would end up taking a piece of toast from Anabel."
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "Anabel was, needless to say, not happy. \"Make your own toast!\" She said. But it was too late, as the man was already eating off her plate. She groaned in frustration, then went back into a cupboard and reached for a granola bar. After reading the ingredients, she unwrapped it, and then walked out of the room to eat it."
},
{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari tried his best not flinch from whoever just shouted at him, but he would just keep eating the toast away stuffing it all in his mouth til he got away from her sight and didnt look back. He would let out a relieved sigh mouth still full and thought to himself 'I still got it...'"
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "With a snack in her hand, Anabel planned to go somewhere else. A place where people wouldn't eat her food. She found a bench in the hallway and sat in it. Here, no one would notice her and she could fill her stomach in peace."
},
{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari feeling quite from the snatched snack would just walk around nonchalant through the hallway completely forgetting his situation with that woman earlier as he thought that she gave up the chase."
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "Anabel went outside. She wanted to do something else after recharging her batteries. She felt like leaving her comfort zone today. So she headed outside to ."
}
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{
"author": "jakkuzakku",
"message": "*You know after one long plane flight and a boat ride for a total almost two days of traveling, the first thing you would expect anyone to do is to come into this mansion, find their room and just crash for the rest of the day. Nah, not Kovu. He'd simply find his room, shower, change and make his way towards the kitchen. He was rather happy that there wasn't anyone here at the moment. No better way to meet new people than to offer them a snack, right? He'd get right onto cooking. Pretty soon the kitchen was filled with an alluring aroma. Hoping to snatch any passersby to come and make a visit.* \"Whew..\" *The young man said closing the oven and adjusting the temperature.* \"So three fifty for about twenty minutes and we should be good. Now to work on my food...\" *His stomach made a light growl.* \"I—I think I'll settle with a sandwich..\" *He grumbles. Placing the used pots in the sink to wash later, he'd go straight to the fridge to grab bread, and various condiments. He'd to make the mayo, ham, cheese onion and pepper sandwich.. His stomach grumbles again, but a bit louder... So he'd just make another, putting the other condiments away and cleared the kitchen of any dishes and loose crumbs found on the counter. It was finally time for him to enjoy some lunch. Finally sitting down on a stool next to the island.* \"Finally... Some foood!\" *He said munching down on the sandwich, careful to watch the oven.. The LAST thing he wanted were his Poffins to burn.*"
},
{
"author": ".boogiedown",
"message": "Dari had been going around the whole area looking around for some good shots of the trainers or maybe some beach photos of the well known celebrities of this place so that he could sell them online and rack up the dough. But lately he ain't got the luck on it right now. Feeling so dreadful he would head on over to the kitchen to steal himself a treat as he thinks to himself at time likes this 'treat yo self' Dari would just walk right in heading to the fridge looking at what's inside hoping he could see anything with someone's name on them to which they'd reserve for themselves. Dari always tries his best not to spend too much as he wasnt so control in spending things that catch his eye. Dari would let out groan turning around kicking the fridge door shut and saw and unfamiliar face."
},
{
"author": "jakkuzakku",
"message": "*Kovu stopped chewing for a moment looking at this Dari character. He'd then swallow and wave.* \"Hello!\" *He'd say, quickly getting up so he could pour himself a glass of water... He'd take a swig as he heads over to the oven to check on the poffins.* \"Not ready...\" *He'd just head back to his sandwiches and continue eating.* \"So, how are you?\" *He said, making sure his mouth was clear before speaking.* \"My name is...\" *He paused for a moment, should he say he's him... Or his brother, would he be kicked out if he revealed the truth? If so, that would be bad.* \"My name is... Cass. Cass Sen!\" *He said, scratching a sudden itch on the back of his neck.* \"I can say you're the first person I've met that isn't a worker..\""
},
{
"author": ".boogiedown",
"message": "Dari would watch him walk around but then his eyes would go to the sandwiches he got there and wondered if he could get one in with him noticing. He would then reply \"I'm all fine... I mean of course..\" Being casual \"My name is Dari Isagani\" He'd walk on over taking a seat across the guy and bring out his phone."
},
{
"author": "jakkuzakku",
"message": "*Kovu simply finishes his first sandwhich and rubs his tummy, feeling a bit satisfied. Which left him with one problem... Well, two.. The second sandwich and his puffins actually being ready, both were easy fixes.* \"You want this second sandwich? I mean I could always save it for later, but if ya want it you can have it.\" *He said heading towards the oven, turning the machine off and grabbing oven mitts to retrieve the baked PokéTreats. Then taking out a Pokéball he'd simply toss it. Out came out a Dewott. Rubbing it's eyes, then suddenly looked surprised to see it's new area.* \"Hey Rio, Looook what I made for everyone!\" *The Dewott turned around to look at the poffins on the stove. Gazing in awe as it's mouth would start to water.* \"Alright, you can try __one__, we need to save some for everyone.. Now, be careful they're still hot.\" *Kovu said, passing one of the treats to his partner. At first Rio had tossed the poffin around not taking Kovu's warning seriously, but when it finally ate the treat it was excited. Jumping at Kovu for more.* \"Okay Okay.. Let me just pack them all up... I called you out so you can help me pack them all.. There's too many for me to just do alone.\" *Rio listened, nodding as it marched starting the packing process by taking tupperware from the cabinets to help pack the treats. Kovu had looked back over to Dari.* \"This is my partner Rio!\""
},
{
"author": ".boogiedown",
"message": "Hearing that little go signal from the guy and seeing him head to the oven he would reach right on over the sandwich and just devoured it right away. He thinks to himself 'I deserve this...' and finally it was no longer there. He'd then watch the pokemon he brought out watching the comic relief as he let out giggle. Having his phone in hand he'd try to get a shot of the two trying to get a spontaneous natural shot of their interaction. \"Oh I see that\" He would then check out one of the shots and seeing one he liked he'd quickly post it online."
},
{
"author": "jakkuzakku",
"message": "\"Hmm..\" *Kovu had looked around, everything was packed up and ready for the party's lunch. The only thing he was really missing were the bags to place them in amongst other things to really make it a picnic, and all those things were in his room. This annoyed him slightly.* \"Typical me... Forgetting to bring down the important stuff... No worries... Hey Rio I—\" *Kovu would turn around to find his Dewott pal just about to sneak another poffin in it's mouth. It would pause looking at Kovu, quickly hiding it behind it's back.* \"Oh Rio... Okay, take that one but NO more...\" *He said taking a sigh as he looks over to Dari.* \"So, what do you do? Are you a trainer? Wait, of course you are... I mean besides that what else do you do?\" *He said searching the kitchen for some kind of bag to put the Tupperware in, with none in sight he'd simply go to one of the staff and make the simplest request to get some bags. The staff member nods as they set off to do the task. Kovu's gaze would then just shift back to Rio and his poffins. Making sure the Dewott didn't just go and snatch a third.*"
},
{
"author": ".boogiedown",
"message": "Dari would rest his chin on his hand and reply to him \"Well duh of course I'm a trainer\" He'd keep his head looking down at his phone as he was swiping his thumb down over and over to see if he'll be getting a bunch of likes. \"And I'm basically just a social media photographer and all that\" Dari would then look up and watch what the little Rio would be up to next."
},
{
"author": "jakkuzakku",
"message": "\"Ah, photographer. That's pretty neat.\" *He'd say, holding back Rio reaching from eating the poffins.* \"Rio!!\" *He said trying to get the Dewott to calm down, but there was nothing stopping it really. It would just swing it's shell trying to get past Kovu.* \"Oh my god!\" *Kovu simply pulls out it's pokéball.* \"Return...\" *The red beam would zap the Dewott to place it back in it's ball. Just in time for the staff member to come back with the bags.* \"Whew, thank you..\" *He said collecting the bags and placing the Tupperware in said bags. All together there would end up being about six bags filled with Tupperware filled with poffins. He'd pull out another pokéball. \"Cherri I need your help..\" *A Gothrita comes out. Looking at Kovu it crossed it's arms.* \"Can you use Telepathy on three of the bags, I'll carry the other three back to the room... We need to get the basket.\" *He said letting out a sigh. Cherri looked at Kovu for a moment, then did as he asked. Using it's abilities three of the bags are lifted up in the air ready to follow Kovu as he just picks up the other three.* \"Alright... Almost ready!\" *He said letting out a soft sigh.* \"Well, I was planning to find a in the forest to feed my team and do a bit of training. Would you like to come along?\""
},
{
"author": ".boogiedown",
"message": "Dari would mostly watch the Dewott and then laugh right after it was caught by its trainer. Dari really found this one intriguing as he stood himself up. \"Yeah I could probably join in on that\" Dari may just see this as an opportunity to make some more money if he were to beat this guys pokemon down, if he were to offer a battle that is, or maybe Dari may find someone along the way."
},
{
"author": "jakkuzakku",
"message": "\"Alright, I'll meet you there then! I just need to grab a few things... Well alot from my room. I'll just meet you over there, okay?\" *He said carrying the goods with him on the way out. He'd just head straight to his room, place the poffins into a basket as he grabs a blanket... Then fills his bag with a bunch of waters, that as well as getting his potions ready. After all that he made sure he was just vibing, putting on some tunes for him to listen to, last but certainly not the least was an Egg incubator, he places it right ontop of the picnic basket. Balancing the two items in between his arms.* \"Oi... This is a lil heavy...\" *He carries the picnic basket and bag down the stairs and right to the* ."
}
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{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "While Dari was making some short talk with Ikari he would then come to a halt and then came to a finishing sentence \"And that is why you will like of course never beat me\" He said looking st him all smug while he reached forward for the fridge doing 3 missed attempts of grabbing the handle til he got it open. \"You didnt see that...\" He would then lean forward seeing through the selections and choices of which food he should take from some and just took the ome right infront of him and heading over to the table seating himself down."
},
{
"author": "Charlotte",
"message": "*After a nice time of being productive and doing stuff totally, she was STARVING, luckily she left some food in the fridge in a takeout box. The food in the takeout box was very fancy indeed.. Yeah no it was just some leftovers from the restaurant and 2 lava cookies she brought with, despite never going to lavaridge town, she bought one in mauville once and kindaa got addicted to them, they were just too good.. And then she finally entered the kitchen and went into the fridge to grab her food..* \"Wait a sec.. Where is it?\" *She searched around for a second.. It wasn't there, she wrote on the box in sharpie it was hers though?? But to be fair it was on the bottom, and pretty tiny writing that said* 'Property of charlotte, touch it and you die >:(' *Charlotte then looked around to see two people sat down, and wait.. Is that her food? She walked over there, not wanting to make assumptions just yet* \"Hi! I know this sounds weird.. But can i see that box for a second?\" *Before going ballistic, she had to make sure*"
},
{
"author": "Ikari Yusume",
"message": "Ikari arrives at the kitchen and sees if he has the ingredients to make pancakes. Which he did as a smile was on his face. He sighed at Dari, \"Yeah I didn't just go eat your food, I'm going to make myself some pancakes\" He says as he walks over to heat up the pan. He yawns a bit as he started mixing the dry ingredients together and the wet ingredients separately"
}
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{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari had eaten up half of what there used to remain in this box. Dari had came to halt completely when be her being called out Dari would be paused in place for a moment food about to enter his mouth and slowly brought it in his mouth slowly chewing and then swallowed which felt quite a pain as it felt like his throat had tightened up. Dari's heart began to race a drop of sweat going down his forehead, he was not at all prepared for this situation since he wasn't caught, but now that he thought of it he should've stopped eating others meals out here in the open kitchen. Without any choice Dari would push the box forward rather than handing it to her."
},
{
"author": "Charlotte",
"message": "*She picked up the takeout box, made sure it was closed, and then checked the bottom, glaring at the sharpie note put on it* \"Mhm.. I see..\" *She then opened the box to see what was left..* \"A-a full half of it.. Gone...\" *Charlotte then closed it again and showed dari the note of the bottom of the box* \"Explain. Now.\" *In her other hand she was holding the pokeball of one of her pokemon, she kinda had that expression of both 'wow, seriously' and 'I'm literally going to kill you'*"
},
{
"author": "Ikari Yusume",
"message": "Ikari looked at the two and sighed as he made the pancake batter. He poured the liquid onto the hot pan with butter as he lets it cook for a bit. \"If you want to fight, then fight somewhere open. Not in the kitchen please\" Ikari leaned against the wall and looked at the box. \"My friend here didn't mean to eat your food. I'm sure they have a kind heart and repay you in money\" Ikari crossed his arms and looked at Dari, \"Isn't that right Dari?\""
}
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{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari would wish that he had just run off when he had the chance when she was looking into the lunch box like that. Dari was just still planning to make a run for it til he heard Ikari speak up on his behalf. The whole point of this idea was that he disnt even pay anything or any of this at all. He would shoot this sort of disbelief stare at him like his he was saying 'OH COME ON!' he'd then look back at this chick \"Oh fine...\""
},
{
"author": "Charlotte",
"message": "*While money may have been decent compensation, Charlotte wanted REVENGE, but not in a way that could possibly get her kicked off of the island* \"Well in that case, i don't really want half eaten leftovers.. So how about you buy me something from the bakery?\" *As she said that, she put the pokeball she was holding back, while a physical fight may be temporary, draining dari's money would be better* \"I mean.. It would be fair as compensation, righttt?\" *Charlotte grinned, oh how the tables turn..*"
},
{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari would would bite down on his teeth looking like he had this slight tension on his face when she mentioned about buying as he was in complete dread deep down, he was probably just gonna buy whatever the cheapest item they got in there anyways. \"Yes yes of course\" Dari would then turn to look at Ikari."
}
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{
"author": "Dari Isagani",
"message": "Dari had this disbelief look on bus face when Ikari made that suggestion. He was probably gonna make him sleep on the floor for that. Listening in on Charlotte's Dari would let out a sigh having to stand up going right ahead,h e'd look at Ikari flipping him off with both his finger while on his way out while lipping the words \"Fuuuuuuuuucccckkk uuuuuuu\" Dari would then be out of here."
},
{
"author": "Charlotte",
"message": "\"Alright lets go, i'm starving yknow\" *Charlotte followed Dari out, ready to grab some food, but as she was walking out, she smiled at Ikari. She was trying to say thanks however Ikari may not have realized it, oh well*"
},
{
"author": "Ikari Yusume",
"message": "He snickered as he flipped Dari off too. He looked over at Charlotte and did a wave to acknowledge her appreciation. He turns his attention towards his pancakes as he puts the finished pancake onto a plate and moves on to another."
}
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{
"author": "Lao",
"message": "When he was first invited, his first incentive in coming here was to meet a certain girl. On the other hand, on a private island like Sigford he was bound to get some celebrity gossip and maybe even some confirmation of some conspiracies from the insanely rich Sigford family.\"So so so!\" He leaned over at Bakcho, his trusty Far'fetched who almost always follows him around. \"Watson you know as well as I do, inspiration does not spark on an empty stomach,\" He made his voice deep and suave as if acting like some sort of detective in those old school crime shows. \n\nThere was a whack on his leg and an eye roll from Bakcho. \"Ouch ouch!\" He lifted his leg up, hopping up and down as he moved to the kitchen with his pokemon. Trying to maintain his balance all while being in pain resulted in him falling clumsily to the floor on some dirty pots that were left behind. \"Shiiit!\" He shouted out loud, realizing there was an older man in the exact same room. \"Shit,\" He whispered this time, feeling a bit of embarassment."
},
{
"author": "Kabu",
"message": "The old man has been there for some time, stirring an aromatic pot of what appeared to be curry and spooning some to his centiskorch. He's wearing a red polo that just barely fit, informal shorts, and a black apron, just casual wear. \"Too spicy?\", the fire worm was wiggling after a spoonful of curry, making small squeeks as it was about to dip its head in the pot, \"Oh.\"\n\nHe turned his head to the young chap that started cursing on the floor and clattering dirty pots, he poked back the centiskorch's head, set the stove to low, and went over to Lao, \"Do you need some help over there? You should be more careful\""
},
{
"author": "Lao",
"message": "\"Who me? Oh no no, do not worry at all,\" He got up with one leg still stuck to the pot, which was a bad move on his part causing him to slip once more. This time though he clutched onto the old man's shirt for some time wobbling then getting back up. \"Well I got help either way thanks!\" Lao have him a wide sheepish grin then looked over at the simmering curry. Bakcho, heaved a sigh knowing he could've cut him self some slack if he weren't so airheaded. \n\n\"Hey hey so! Do you work here and for how long? Are you the sous chef or the head chef? What's the working conditions like and what is your name, sir!\" Lao quickly took out one of his many notepads. It was a strange introduction for many but it was something Lao *Had* To do, especially in a place like this."
},
{
"author": "Kabu",
"message": "He sighed, helping the boy up and patting down his wrinkled apron, \"It's not bad to ask for help, you know. You younguns' with your self-detrimental ways..\", the centiskoch skittered over, taking a look at the boy and looming over him with curiosity.\n\n\"....Eh? You're mistaken, l'm actually a gym leader from Galar, my name is Kabu.\", he looks mildly flummoxed, was this a prank or was this boy a genuine clown? Oh sorry, just a bit airheaded, that's all, \"How about you?\""
}
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{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "The mansion was a series of marble decorated corridors, a maze of rooms with stories to tell and some with no history at all. A faint bouquet of spices and aromas traveled through these halls, slowly overtaking them with its presence. However, to those lost in its grandeur, the scents served as an aromatic guide that led them towards the kitchen. Now, the kitchen itself sported a variety of tools for those that had mastered the culinary art. All manner of machines and appliances fit to serve only the finest of chefs. The crackling of flame mixed together with the harmonious clanging of pots. Knives sliced through both ingredient and air as their demonstrated their power. Truly, the work of a chef was just as harmonious as any musical melody. However, Florence had no clue of these particular harmonies for she was a musician, not a skilled chef.\n\nAs ingredients sizzled and slid in pots and pans, Florence reminisced about her time in the kitchen as a single mother of one beautiful boy. Her lips puckered, unsatisfied with the fact that all her food-related memories resulted in sandwiches and potato chip bags. Nobody ever said she was good a mother after all. \"Man, how does a kid your age manage to do all this?\" Her inquiry mixed together with the tamed voices of flame and herb. As she stated her question to Mallow, Florence leaned over a marble top counter with an inquisitive look on her face. However, that look was laced with a certain softness that hinted towards appreciation rather than complete judgment. Her calm exterior was enough to communicate that Florence knew what she could and could not do. Therefore, she was well aware that cooking was a thing she could NEVER do right.\n\nDespite this information, Florence still had the gall to don a chef hat. Yes, the typical white and cylindrical hat that would be perfect to fit a Rattata in. By her side was a Scizor who sported a look of comedic anguish accentuated by crossed arms... Or pincers to be specific. Scizor too donned a chef hat, although in her case she would have been more than happy to chuck it away. \"Scizor,\" Her voice came out tersely, barely recognizable from a bothered grunt. This was the price Scizor had to pay to watch a master chef at work."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow smiled, not wearing the same chef's hat as Florence and her Scizor, preferring her more simple outfit of just her overalls and shirt. She innocently smiled as she answered \"I don't know, I learned a little from watching my mom cook and then I sort of learned from that\". Mallow's kitchen back on Akala was much more simple and used many wooden utensils, but each part of the kitchen was a word, and what they were made of and their function was their a language, so it was easy for Mallow to translate from her home to this metallic beauty. She paced around the kitchen a little to get a good sense of it, learning where each ingredient and spice was, she felt like making something new, but she was getting ahead of herself.\nShe noted her ingredients but silently drew a blank on what she could make. Her small kitchen allowed for her to narrow down her thoughts, but this one allowed them to bounce from wall to wall with new possibilities. She turned towards the Scizor while referring to its trainer, \"What kind of food does she like?\", she asked."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Pretty talented,\" Florence proclaimed suavely with a snap of her fingers and an inviting smile that only a mother could muster. Behind her motherly gaze hid wandering thoughts about her son. Who did he learn from? WHAT did he even learn about? However, Florence's nature quickly crushed those thoughts while keeping her friendly semblance intact. To her, asking questions about the past seemed useless, an arbitrary task that would only slow her down. Upon hearing Mallow's question, Florence leaned further on the counter top. Her fingers curled around her chin as she pondered what Scizor liked. Truthfully, it would have been easier to ask what Scizor DIDN'T like. Meanwhile, Scizor leaned closer to her companion, a judging look on her face as she expected a proper answer from Florence. \"Uh,\" The word prolonged as a bead of sweat formed on the side of her head. \"You're the chef so do what you feel shed like best,\" She snapped her fingers again, a confident grin on her face as Scizor burned a hole on the back of her head with her gaze."
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{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"Well alright, I'm sure I can make something she'll like\". Mallow typically used the gathering of bug types to locate sweet fruits, so she assumed Scizor would like something sweet. She already knew where the ingredients were so she quickly went around to grab herself a nice array of sweet berries, some vanilla yogurt, and milk. She put them all in a blender with some ice to make the Scizor a nice smoothie, the Pecha berries, roselis, leppas, powegs, Haban, Lansat, and custap gave the smoothie a nice pink color. When it was finished, she put it in a glass cup and finished by putting a slice of a pecha berry on the edge with a straw. To be helpful, she held up the cup to Scizor's mouth and said \"There ya go!\""
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Sci,\" Despite her cold exterior and the short live nature of her words, the pincer pokemon thanked Mallow. The pink concoction rushed through the straw as Scizor gave it a good sip. At first, it appeared that Scizor enjoyed the sweet taste, given how she consumed the whole thing. Yet, Scizor shook her head in disapproval the moment there was nothing left to gulp. She appeared to respect Mallow's input enough to eat whatever she made but wasn't scared of voicing her dislike of the flavor. \"Why'd you drink it then?\" Florence's question was met with a shrug from Scizor, much to the woman's confusion. \"Guess that's a no for sweets,\" She shrugged in her typically nonchalant way. Scizor stood her ground, arms crossed as she waited for another attempt."
},
{
"author": "touristbree",
"message": "Watching Scizor enjoy her smoothie made Mallow happy, that happiness didn't leave when Scizor disapproved. Having cooked in her family's restaurant for years, she's had her fair share of picky customers and annoying customers, even she had times where she was unsatisfied with her work, she was ready to try other combinations of berries. \"That's fine\" Mallow smiled as she spoke to Scizor's trainer, \"I did want to experiment a little here\", she quickly cleaned the cup to reuse. This time around she decided to go for a more sour flavor, using Aspear, Lapapa, Grepa, and Jaboca berries, giving this new mixture a nice yellow color that Mallow added to by putting an aspear slice on it as she did with the pecha berry. She once again, politely, held up the cup for the Scizor to drink from."
}
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{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "Bede made a sharp hissing noise at Sylveon, who had been previously attempting to take the (stolen) ice cream out of his arms. She made an annoyed grumble but backed off, and he finished writing the very clear and obvious note on the ice cream. It read: \"BEDE'S ICE CREAM!! UNLESS U ARE OPAL DO NOT TOUCH. I WILL KNOW.\" Maybe it was a bit overkill, but he had bought it for a reason. He slid it into the freezer and grinned, admiring the now-put-away groceries. He fed Sylveon a small treat for listening to him, and glanced towards the stove. Maybe he should cook something...?"
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "At the stove was Mallow experimenting with some ingredients at the stove, currently boiling some mushrooms and water. She was an artist in the zone, not even noticing Bede was there while her Applin was nearby. She turned and saw Bede, her eyes growing excited and ready to alert her trainer."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "Bede hesitated. Maybe he shouldn't cook now, actually. While it was a large kitchen and there was plenty of space for both of them, he wasn't fond of cooking while others were around. What if he made an obvious mistake and was ridiculed? He had only barely warmed up to cooking around Opal, and that had taken a lot longer than either of them had expected. He made eye contact with the Applin and almost instantly started trying to get Sylveon to come back to his shoulder so he could leave."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "The Applin began hoping to alert her trainer. Mallow looked at it, and then followed her gaze to see Bede, immediately getting a big smile seeing him. She shouted from her side of the kitchen \"Hey Bede! It's Mallow, remember me from the park?\"."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He turns his head towards her suddenly, his eyes wide. He had been caught in the act of trying to coax his Sylveon down from on top of the fridge. He slowly lowers his hands, planting his feet flat on the floor. \"Uh... Yes, I remember you.\" He confirms, his tone a mix of startled and baffled. This was an obvious statement, of course he remembered her- it hadn't been long at all since they first met. Sylveon gives a smug chirp."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"Oh great! Hi again!\" She kept shouting, \"I'd come over but I have to watch this pot\". It was only after she mentioned that when she began wondering why he was here. \"Say what are you doing here? A snack?\", she'd gasp excitedly, \"You cook too right?\"."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He blinks, still wide-eyed. Why was she *Yelling?* He sighs, abandoning his goal to get Sylveon off the top of the fridge to approach Mallow- just so she would stop *Yelling.* \"No, I was putting away groceries.\" He's finally stopped looking like a surprised rowlet, at least, his eyes back to their normal size. He decides to ignore the cooking question for now. He'd rather not talk about that when there was a very real chance she would try and make him cook alongside her, which he was *Not* Doing."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow smiled at him, moving past the question too. \"Oh that's nice, I prefer gathering ingredients from nature to buying them from a store, there's just this added to the flavor somehow\". She smiled but left out how hard it was to look for mushrooms in a marsh."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "\"I'm used to doing that as well, most of the time, but I wasn't shopping for just myself, and you can't scavenge ice cream.\" He's close enough to peer into the pot now, clearly curious. It did smell very good. \"You do make sure nothings poisonous first, right?\" He checks. If you didn't know what you were looking for, some things could be really, really dangerous but look very edible."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow giggles at the ice cream comment, but she did know how to make it from milk. \"Oh yeah the soup is safe, I know the differences between poisonous and safe mushrooms by heart\". She could pick up subtle traits like stalk shape and scents that helped her lick out the dangerous mushrooms from safe ones. \"But it's not done yet...\", she examined her pot, \"I feel like it could use something to balance out the tastes...\"."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He tilts his head, thoughtful. \"What else did you put in it? I can tell there's mushrooms, of course, but...\" He studies it, switching to his cooking mindset subconsciously. If it was predominantly mushrooms and leaf-like vegetables, maybe a protein would work well... Or, on the other end, certain bitter berries and milk created rather creamy soups- perhaps she could go in that direction..."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"I mixed a few vegetables in there with the mushrooms, all chopped up so the mushrooms could be the focus\". Mallow was focused on her meal again, not noticing Bede's interest in it. Meanwhile her Applin hoped towards the freezer and looked up at the Sylveon ontop if it."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "\"Maybe some kind of tofu that can soak up that flavor? It will add more to the dish without changing the flavors,\" He suggests. \"Or you could go the creamy approach, but given your broth it might be...\" He trails off suddenly and leans back. Her meal, not his. It's not like she'd specifically asked for suggestions. He purposefully looks away, his attention drawing to Sylveon batting down at Mallow's Applin from the top of the fridge. She was trying very hard to play with the dragon-type without leaving the all-powerful fridge-top."
}
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{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow listened to his suggestions carefully, thinking how each ingredient would change the flavor. When he stopped she looked at him, genuinely waiting for him to continue his explanation. Applin just hopped a few times, unable to reach the top, it then used a step stool to climb onto a countertop."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He remains silent for an increasingly uncomfortable amount of time, choosing not to look at Mallow at all. Sylveon, delighted she could now reach Applin, was rapidly bapping it playfully. She was being gentle, of course, as to not actually hurt Applin, but it was definitely a 'I want to play-fight' gesture. He frowns slightly at this, internally debating whether he should stop Sylveon in case she does accidentally hurt Applin."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "She continued looking at him and continued waiting, it took her a minute for her to finally ask, \"You were saying about a creamy approach? What did you think about it?\". There wasn't a hint of sarcasm to her voice, she genuinely wanted his cooking advice. Applin meanwhile, looked happy to be bapped, bouncing like it was a little toy, her eyes stalks playfully hit Sylveon's paw."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He turns to look at her, clearly surprised she wanted him to keep going. \"Ah- oh- Since you're already cooking it in a thinner, more water-based broth, it's easier to stay with that rather than trying to thicken it for something creamier. There's a lot more room for error when you change it halfway.\" He hadn't expected her to actually care or pay attention to his out-of-the-blue cooking advice, especially since he was probably the less skilled cook out of the two. Sylveon chirps excitedly, using both paws now in her playing."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow did listen and value his advice, considering it as she went to the fridge, ignoring the playing Pokémon to grab some tofu. \"Hmm what kind of tofu would be best for this dish?\", she looked back at him after she looked at what was available. Applin was confined to her eyestalks as she played."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "\"Firm, versatile tofu is best for soaking up the flavors of the mushroom- You're going to need to dry it out first, though, and it might not work the best for this since you have no time to marinade it- It might work fine if you just throw it in?\" He wasn't actually certain on this. He didn't cook with tofu often- rarely did he have any on hand- so he was unfamiliar how to use it in this context. He wandered after Mallow, his urge to leave evaporating once he was properly set on a tangent he was allowed to go on without rejection. He was hesitant to admit he wasn't skilled with tofu, too. He didn't want to mess up her meal, but on the flipside, he didn't want to be looked down on in any way."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow shrugged and grabbed some tofu, \"Hmm yeah... It's probably fine, but we won't know unless we try\". She happily added the tofu and stirred the pot a little to let all the flavors mix. She then sniffed the pot, it did certainly smell good, but next was the taste test as she poured two bowls for her and Bede."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He watched her finish cooking with mild interest. He also looks somewhat surprised when he's offered a bowl- and he mutters a quiet thanks as he takes it. It smells really good, and he only just realized how *Hungry* He is. He glances at Mallow, wondering if she has something they have to do before eating- he wanted to avoid being rude, but..."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow just gave him a smile and took a sip of her food. This wasn't exactly a proper meal so it was fine to just take a drink of it, which she did and she began to get a glowing smile as she tasted it. \"It's great~!\" She exclaimed as she drank more."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He glances down at it, taking a generous drink from the bowl. He pauses to process the flavor and lights up slightly. Wow, that was good! He starts drinking again almost immediately- he was hungry, who can blame him? He didn't say anything out loud, though. Once the broth was equal with the solid foods, he finally picked up a spoon to eat. Very good."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Her smile grew seeing Bede enjoy it, what little she had left seeming to taste better from her excitement. \"It's great right!\", at this point she usually began nitpicking it, but Bede was there to share her joy. She gave herself some more."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He gives a curt nod, still focused mostly on finishing the bowl. After he is done, he pauses. \"Thank you for giving me some,\" He offers hesitantly. He wasn't sure how to approach this now. He really liked the food, of course, but he was still hesitant to spend time with Mallow at all. At least Sylveon and Applin seemed to be getting along."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow smiled, already comfortable spending time with him. \"You're welcome! Would you like seconds?\" She sounded more excited than before. She began to look for some extra bowls to give Applin and Sylveon some broth too."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He hesitates. He would *Love* Seconds, but... Would it be overstepping...? Oh, whatever. \"Yes.\" He deadpans, ignoring his own anxieties. If they offered and didn't follow through, he could get reasonably upset. Nothing to worry about. Besides, it was good food, and he was still a bit hungry."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "She smiled as she refilled his bowl. The rest of it went into Sylveon and Applin's bowls, one she placed on top of the fridge and the other beside Applin. She went to the sink and began cleaning up the pot by hand."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "Bede finishes the next bowl almost as quickly as the first, using the second sink (TWO SINKS! Insane,) to wash his bowl and the utensils dirtied during cooking. He wasn't about to make Mallow do all the dishes when she had just cooked."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "She smiled as he began cleaning his own bowl and utensils, \"Thanks!\". She was completely ignoring that there was a very expensive dishwasher available out of pure habit, and believing hand washing was better. Applin quickly at her bowl."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "It's not like Bede remembered how to use a dishwasher, anyway. The last time he had used one was ages ago, and this model was strange and unfamiliar. It's safer to handwash. Sylveon lapped up most of her bowl, distracted from playing in favor of devouring the food."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow finished washing off and set them on the side of the sink. \"Thanks for helping out with the recipe! I think you saved my broth\" She laughed and smiled. \"I'll definitely be making this more often, maybe trying out some other mixes with it."
}
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{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "\"Huh- Eh??\" He gives her a weird look. \"I- why?\" He finishes up the dishes and sets them on a towel beside the sink to dry. No longer occupied, he gives his full attention to Mallow, his expression confused and somewhat judgemental."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"Well our pokemon get along, so why not just go on a fun day out? Our pokemon out of their Pokeballs together and just playing arcade games!\", she kept her excited smile. Applin hopped in excitement, being a fan of Ultraspace invaders. \"Haven't you ever taken your pokemon somewhere fun like that?\"."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He remains looking baffled. \"Um.\" A pause. \"Of course I take my pokemon to places they have fun,\" He snaps suddenly, not sure how else to approach this. Was she trying to imply he was a bad trainer? Of course he wasn't! He just... Wasn't familiar with arcades or public spaces like that being for his pokemon. What if Hatterene got overwhelmed?"
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow smiled, her excitement seeming to go beyond what should be normal for humans. \"Great then let's go tomorrow! It's probably closed by now and everything is off, what do ya say?\". She excitedly extended a hand for Bede to shake."
},
{
"author": "crypticlies",
"message": "He frowns at her hand. What is it with her and handshakes? \"Sure,\" He decides after a long silence, but he refused her handshake. \"Sylveon,\" He calls over his shoulder, and the playful Pokemon *Finally* Listens to him and returns to his side, leaping onto his shoulders and settling down."
}
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{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Around Noon, Mallow finished up some training and went to the kitchen to prepare herself and her team some lunch. She didn't know what to make yet, she was in the mood for some garlic bread, but she knew it was just a side. She walked into the kitchen and was ready to wander around and get an idea of what to make."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"Oh no, I burned it again...\"\n\nIn the kitchen is a good friend of Mallow's. He's clearly been struggling with cooking steaks for a while now. At least his Vikavolt has been able to enjoy the burned rejects that Sophocles has been giving it."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow smiled as she saw Sophocles, she rushed to his side of the kitchen with her Steenee and exclaimed, \"Hey Sophocles what's up?\". She looked at what he was doing and quickly put the pieces together. She smiled as she said, \"Looks like someone could use some cooking help from their professional chef friend\"."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"Yeah, I definitely could. I've been trying to cook a half-decent steak for at least 2 hours now, and every time I turn my back, they always seem to turn to charcoal...\"\n\n...Wait, where are the seasonings? It seems like Sophocles hasn't been seasoning his attempts at steaks. Maybe there's a vengeful kitchen spirit at play..."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "As Mallow looked at the table, no seasonings in sight, she became worried and silently annoyed. She gave a polite smile and said, \"I can see that... Maybe try some seasonings... At what temperature are you cooking it, and for how long?\". She slowly examined the area as she knew she had to take some control."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"...Do you not just put the burner up all the way? I put it about halfway for grilled cheese, but steaks are usually way thicker, so I'd think you'd need to put it up a lot higher...\"\n\nOh. Oh, Sophocles, you poor sweet summer child. **His only cooking experience is grilled cheese.**"
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "She softly chuckled to hide her internal screams from his lack of cooking knowledge. She put her hand on the dial as she explained, \"Well that's not how that works... At all, it requires a different temperature depending on the kind of steak you're making\". She went to the freezer to grab a frozen steak and asked, \"Do you want your steak Well Done, Rare, Medium Rare, Medium, or Medium Well Done\"."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"Uhhhhhhhhh, I... Understood all those words separately?\"\n\nHe knows literally nothing about cooking a steak, the poor lost soul. It's a really good thing Mallow came along to help him; otherwise, he might've cremated another steak by now."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"Well okay, we can just do a well done steak, so just set the dial to about 160°Fahrenheit for a few minutes, but you'll have to watch it\". She put some cooking oil on the pan before playing the thawing steak on it and leaving Sophocles to take over."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "Sophocles picks up the steak and starts turning it over in his hands, seemingly scrutinizing it.\n\n\"Hmm... Why do I feel like it's missing something? It feels like- like when I'm looking at a CPU and can tell the person who put it together forgot to use thermal paste, but... Different, somehow...\""
}
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{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow quickly got confused from the computer language, but somewhat understood what he meant. She went to a cabinet and explained, \"Well it could use some seasoning, is there any taste in particular that you're going for?\"."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"I'm trying to make sure it's tender and juicy - s'why I'm keeping all the fat on, the fat's the best part - so what seasonings do you think would be best for that?\"\n\n...Well, at least he knows what he wants from the steak."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"Got it!\" \n\nShe grabbed some spices and a meat tenderizer. She applied salt to the meat and lightly tenderized the meat before she started cooking it. \"Now we just have to wait for a while and occasionally check its internal temperature\"."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"I see.\"\n\nSoffy is trying to discretely take notes, but it's a bit hard to type up notes on one's phone without drawing attention to that action, so it's fairly obvious that he's taking notes."
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow let me take some time for notes. \"To make it juicy we have to cook it nice and slow\", she turned some of the spices she grabbed towards him so he could get a better look at the name, brand, and ingredients."
}
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{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "Guess the secret's out. Soffy keeps taking notes, but doesn't try to hide it anymore.\n\n*Actually, why was I trying to hide my note-taking? It's not shameful to take notes, and I'm sure Mallow won't think of me any differently of me for taking notes...*"
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow was fine with him taking notes, preferring it so he can cook this anytime. The oven rang and she took out the nicely made steak, pulling the pan out with oven mitts. She used a tong to flip it over and then placed the steak on a plate.\n\nShe smiled and asked, \"Anything you want your steak with?\"."
},
{
"author": "Sophocles",
"message": "\"Woah, that smells good...\"\n\nSoffy thinks for a minute, trying to contemplate what would go well with steak and not be a sin, to no avail.\n\n\"I'm not sure what'd go well with steak. You have any recommendations, Mallow?\""
}
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{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would be waiting for Ethan by the kitchen. She was looking forward to it. She'd place a bag full of ingredients on the counter and wait for him to arrive. She'd be wearing casual clothes, a plain, oversized t-shirt, camo shorts and a white apron that said \"Kiss the cook\". It belonged to her mother and was the only one they had. And she sure wasn't going to go to go shopping for an apron. Her mother had other things to do. Like always, she had arrived 10 minutes earlier, not wanting to arrive late.*"
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan arrived a few minutes later, followed by his Typhlosion, as usual. The Typhlosion was wearing a bright pink apron, which said \"I love my mommy\" While Ethan was wearing a plain white, lab coat? Indeed! Ethan was wearing a whole lab coat with a black T-Shirt under. Ethan's name was stitched into the lab coat, perhaps it was the lab coat he used when he was at Professor Elm's lab?_ \"Sorry we're late! We had to go buy Typhlosion an apron!\" _Typhlosion seemed to be complaining that it got stuck with such a silly apron._ \"It was the only one they had. Apparently aprons are in high demand nowadays.\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would giggle, not expecting that. Seeing Typhlosion with its cute, little pink apron was hilarious. Not to mention, Ethan wearing a LAB COAT! Her mom probably had a few aprons they could use, he could have just asked. Pancakes, Selene's Alolan Raichu would come out of her Pokeball and surf over to Typhlosion, walking rings around it.* \"Ethan, if you wanted an apron, you could have just asked.\" *She'd grab his arm and take him to the counter. Her Rotom Phone was already open on a tab for homemade Malasada recipes. This was the one her family used to make years ago and it was special to her.* \"I already have the ingredients, let's get to making them, shall we?\""
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan shrugged._ \"In my opinion I think lab coats are much more practical. Besides, if something were to explode I'm pretty protected against it!\" _Ethan said, laughing at his own jokes. Meanwhile, Typhlosion huffed and puffed since it wasn't happy with its apron. Eventually, it managed to get its teeth on it, effectively ripping off its apron, much to Ethan's horror._ \"Dude! I paid 5 pokédollars for that!\" _Ethan exclaimed at horror, looking at the shredded apron on the ground, which Typhlosion was now using as a chew toy._"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Pancakes would gasp, getting scared of Typhlosion chewing its apron. She'd let out a squeaky nose and hide behind Selene. What would have happened if she was next?* \"I-it's fine, I'm sure Typhlosion didn't mean to scare you off, right?\" *To calm her down, Selene would give her a Rainbow Pokebean, her favourite. She'd keep it close to her and eat it slowly. Despite being fully evolved, Pancakes was still a baby in heart and got easily scared.*"
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "\"Typhlosion! Drop the apron! Drop it!\" _Ethan called out to his Typhlosion, which looked up at the trainer, dropping the apron in the garbage bin. Ethan sighed, looking over to the Raichu._ \"Sorry little fella, Typhlosion means no harm! He just gets a little excited at times, that's all!\" _Ethan said, and on cue, Typhlosion came over, sniffing the Raichu apologetically._ \"So!\" _Ethan said, rubbing his hands together._ \"Shall we get cooking?\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Uhm, yeah?\" *Pancakes would slowly surf over to Typhlosion and sit next to him. She'd cut her Pokebean in half and share it with him. She was one of the nicest Pokémon in her family of Pokémon. That's what she called her team. She'd open the bag and take the ingredients out, laying them on the table one by one. She'd wash her hand and grab her phone, reading the recipe. She'd start by heating water to 115F.* \"So, recipe says we need a bowl, can you grab one for me?\""
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan would nod, going through all the cabinets, trying to find a bowl. The kitchen was huge! Finding a bowl was like finding a needle in a haystack, and who better to find a needle in a haystack then Typhlosion with its sense of smell!_ \"Typhlosion, sniff out a bowl for me will ya?\" _Ethan said, and Typhlosion got straight down to business, in a matter of seconds, it had found a bowl, which smelled faintly of lemons._ \"Found one!\" _Ethan said, lifting the bowl in a victorious fashion._"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*In a small mixing bowl, Selene would add yeast, one teaspoon of sugar and the hot water, following the recipe to a tee. Now, they had to wait for about 10 minutes for it to get foamy. As someone who was always impatient, Selene didn't know what to do in the meantime.* \"Now we wait for it to get foamy. Hm, what should we do?\" *Perhaps, they could make something quick to snack on.* \"Want to make a quick snack?\""
}
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{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan shrugged. To be completely honest he wasn't really that hungry, after all, his Typhlosion and him managed to eat half of the all you can eat buffet, and they probably could've kept doing if they hadn't been kicked out._ \"Sure! Why not?\" _Ethan ended up answering. Just because he wasn't hungry didn't mean he couldn't eat up another storm!"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would grab a jar of peanut butter, some jelly and some french toast. She'd carefully lay it out, making three peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, one for her, one for Ethan and don't forget, Ethan's Typhlosion. She knew that the adorable ... Rodent? Was always hungry and could probably eat anything. Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches had always been her favourite. She hoped that Ethan wouldn't have a peanut allergy otherwise she'd feel pretty dumb for making them. She'd close them and hand the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches to them.* \"Hope you like them!\", *Said Selene with a smile.*"
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Both Ethan and Typhlosion would approach their sandwiches eagerly. Typhlosion gulped up its sandwich in one big chomp, chewing it for a few miliseconds before swallowing it. Just as Ethan was going to bite into his, Typhlosion snatched it out of his hands and ate it as well._ \"Oh c'mon!\" _Ethan grumbled, watching as Typhlosion ate his sandwich happily and began rolling around on the floor. Jelly always made it quite... Hyper. Ethan held back a laugh as Typhlosion started rolling around the kitchen._"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would feel bad for Ethan. Typhlosion just devoured his sandwich, he didn't even get a chance to take a bite. Wanting to cheer him up, she'd give him hers. She hoped that at least it would put a smile on her face.* \"Here, take mine.\" *Seeing Typhlosion roll around the kitchen got her a bit worried. What if he damaged anything? Then, they'd have to pay for the damages. But worse, her mom would ground her if she found out.* \"Uhm, hey Ethan, don't you think Typhlosion is going to break anything? Could you please return him?\""
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan frowned at Selene's request. Typhlosion didn't like being confined in a Pokéball at all, and Ethan didn't like to put him in conditions it wasn't comfortable in._ \"I'm sure he'll be extra careful, right Typhlosion?\" _The Typhlosion nodded, giving Selene a rather sour look for suggesting it go inside its Pokéball, and continued rolling around on the ground._ \"See? He's being perfectly careful, he's done this plenty of times.\" _Ethan said confidently, leaning against the wall._ \"He won't break anything, I trust he'll be careful enough.\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene was pretty pissed out about it and knew this was a bad idea. And her intuition was right! Typhlosion knocked over a set of glasses, causing them to break. Selene knew this was going to happen, that's exactly why she warned him! Her legs would start shaking. This had caused her to lose her cool. She'd go up to Ethan and yell in his face.* \"ETHAN, I TOLD YOU THIS WAS GOING TO HAPPEN.\" *Selene would start freaking out. She was going to get grounded for sure if her mum find out about this.* \"Oh no, what are we going to do? My mum's going to find out and she'll yell at me and I'll get grounded. This is the worst.\" *She was close to tearing up, holding back her tears with all of her strength.*"
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_The Typhlosion's eyes flew wide open when the glasses shattered, almost giving Ethan an \"Oops\" Look. Ethan just tried to hold back a laugh at the derpy look Typhlosion was giving him, and he was having a hard time trying to stifle his laughter. However, what the Typhlosion didn't appreciate was someone getting in it's trainer's face and shouting at him. Slowly, the Typhlosion got up from the ground, growling. It moved slowly until it was beside Ethan, the cute and derpy Typhlosion gone, now replaced with a really angry one._ \"Down boy, down.\" _Ethan said, patting the Typhlosion's head. It seemed to calm down a little but still kept a rather burning glare on Selene. Instead of returning Selene's shouts Ethan calmly looks through his bag, finding some Galvantula Super Sticky Glue._ \"Eh, don't worry about it. Ambipom here loves arts and crafts.\" _Ethan said, grabbing a Pokéball with his spare hand and releasing the monkey._ \"Here ya go Ambipom.\" _Ethan said handing it the glue._ \"Fix those cups for us will you?\" _The monkey leaped into action, grabbing a broom and sweeping the glass up with one hand, and placing glue on the cups on the other. In a few short minutes, the glasses were repaired and Ambipom climbed onto Ethan's shoulder._ \"Good girl Ambipom!\" _Ethan said handing it the sandwich._"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"But they're going to break again and and the other, someone else is going to get the blame for it, we can't do that Ethan. I'd much rather get grounded. I can't lie, lying is bad.\" *The damage had already been done. She didn't want to get grounded but didn't anyone else to feel like they broke because they did.* \"We're just going to carefully explain it to the staff and, and they'll understand, right?\" *Selene would hug Ethan, not knowing what else to do. Keep up the lie or just pretend like nothing happened?*"
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan, who was also rather annoyed at Selene's outburst, didn't return her hug._ \"Well if they break them it's their responsibility isn't it? Besides, Galvantula Super Sticky Glue is well, super sticky, those things won't shatter unless they're practically thrown off a roof, that and the glue is transparent, so I doubt anyone will notice.\" _Ethan said, looking at Typhlosion._ \"I'm gonna go take Typhlosion and cool off.\" _Ethan said, turning to leave the kitchen._"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would grab Ethan's shirt out of instict. She wanted to say something but didn't know what to do so she just looked at him, confused and nervous. She was shaking, why did she even decide to do that? She just stared at him for an uncomfortable amount of time and eventually let his shirt go.*"
},
{
"author": "Ethan",
"message": "_Ethan stared right back at Selene, his face a rock, expressionless. Typhlosion kept its angry stare on Selene, huffing and puffing every few seconds._ \"See ya, I guess. C'mon Typhlosion, let's go.\" _Ethan said, walking out of the kitchen, followed by his Typhlosion, which showed no signs of the sugar rush it had gotten before. Typhlosion sniffed the air and grumbled. It smelt like burnt masaladas._"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Ah great, she didn't even get a chance to make Malasadas. She was so furious at Ethan right now. She stomped her feet on the ground, took the ingredients back and left the kitchen. All this because Ethan couldn't listen to her. All this would have been easily resolved if he and his Typhlosion had just listened to her but no, his Typhlosion had to act like a spoiled brat.*"
}
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{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawa was cooking. That's a bit... Sus. Usually the food would turn into a bonfire by now. The microwave finished beeping and Sawaturyo opened the microwave door after the third beep. With excitement falling flat. What met him was absolutely catastrophic. Some how his bread had caught a small fire. Yeah we microwaving bread. Yeah, it was a panini bread and there's wasn't a panini bread maker for some reason, so he had to buy some from a local store and microwave. Dashing his hand in to grab it as fast as he possibly could without burning his hand, he began trying to put the water out with the tap.`` \"Come on... Come on...\""
},
{
"author": "Derrick Walter",
"message": "` While Sawaturyo Shiyo was busy making himself a panini, a 7 feet tall giant walked into the kitchen. He wanted to prepare himself a pre workout meal, consting of brown rice with chicken, oatmeal and a protein shake. Since the door wasn't that tall, he had to crouch down. The place was covered in smoke.` \"Huh, what's wrong?\"`, asked Derrick, looking around.`"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Nothing, nothing! My cooking skills are just pure SHIT!\" ``Sawa half-shouted. Now he had put out the fire he bit into his panini and wafted away the smoke into an open window, only to see the 7 foot hulking giant. To which he looks absolutely horrified of. He simply swallowed his bite after that.`` \"Sawaturyo, by the way.\" ``He simply introduced himself to Derrick.``"
},
{
"author": "Derrick Walter",
"message": "\"It's fine, no problem.\" ` Derrick helped out by opening the windows. It was tough to breathe inside the room. He started coughing up a bit but eventually, it stopped.` \"What were you even cooking?\"`, asked Derrick.`"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"I was microwaving a panini since we didn't have a panini maker.\" ``Yep. He caused a fire. By microwaving a panini. A panini. A literally slice of bread. That was what the fire was about, a slice of bread. All this smoke from one little panini bread. It's amazing how this idiot rich boy can cause the most hazardous things from a piece of bread.``"
},
{
"author": "Derrick Walter",
"message": "\"My god, you're an idiot.\"`, said Derrick, face palming. He truly was an idiot. Since he lived in a house with many siblings, he knew how to cook. Obviously, he couldn't whip up gourmet dishes but he could make an egg and things like those.` \"Want me to make you something? This doesn't look edible.\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"What do you mean I'm an idiot!? That wasn't even my fault, for some reason whenever I cook, something bad happens! That's not my fault!\" ``While Derrick was right about the bread being inedible, he could manage.`` \"No thanks though. Thanks for the offer too, I guess.\" ``Well he was thankful... At least.``"
},
{
"author": "Derrick Walter",
"message": "\"Well, I'll still make you something anyways.\" ` Derrick could probably cook something for Sawaturyo as well. It wouldn't be that difficult. He was going to make him whatever he was going to eat.` \"Sit down, I'll make you brown rice with chicken and oatmeal. Anyways, do you work out?\""
}
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{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Thanks, I guess.\" ``Sawaturyo was grateful, but he was still going to eat his half-burnt, half-wet panini. Disgusting food really.`` \"Mmmm... I guess? Like maybe once or twice a month or... 3 weeks? My body's healthy enough as it is.\" ``He said, taking his seat to then take out his phone and scroll through Instagram. Should he take a photo? Nah... Not yet.``"
},
{
"author": "Derrick Walter",
"message": "\"That's cool.\"`, replied Derrick, hoping to strike a conversation with the blonde haired teenager. He was really hoping to meet new people and make new friends. Since his family couldn't get in and he didn't have anyone on this island that he knew of, talking to Sawaturyo Shiyo wasn't going to be that bad. It always could be worse. ` \"Down to workout together afterwards?\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawaturyo continued thinking. Then he realized it would most likely get him a bit of attention. He slightly nodded at that.`` \"Mhm, mhm. Mhhhhhmmmm...\" ``He felt a bit smug now.`` \"Yeah, that sounds good!\" *[And it'll get me attention... Hehehehe...]* ``He chuckled mentally with a smirk.``"
},
{
"author": "Derrick Walter",
"message": "\"That's cool.\" ` Derrick seemed like he had found himself a workout partner. Working by yourself could get lonely at times. Most of the time, he had a teammate as well to help him out and spend time with but since no one was there, he was going to do it all alone.` \"Forgot to introduce myself. Name's Derrick Walter.\""
}
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{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia needed a place to relax. A good read sounds good about now. Using a stepladder, she reaches a shelf that has her favorite book. A book about being a Pokémon trainer. She goes to an armchair and sits there, ready to read."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "But then, he notices Madame Sigford, as he gives her a polite wave. \"Good day to you, Madame.\" Terry quietly said, as he didn't want to disturb anyone else in the library. \"Care to join us?\" The boy said with a polite smile, as he was thankful someone else is there so that things don't get bad."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia got startled despite Terry speaking with a low voice. She wasn't exactly thinking someone would approach or much less talk to her. Even though the island is filled with so much people, she's been left alone. That's fine. You could say she's a bit happy that someone is accompanying her now. \"Hello. Yes, I wouldn't mind joining.\" When she got close to the two, the coffee scents waft her nose. The smell is so sophisticated. Amelia wish she could brave black coffee too."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "Besides him drinking black coffee, Amelia could notice one more thing on the table: the designed her father comissioned. It was mostly sketches, but you could tell there was a lot of thought put into a simplistic design by him, as he wanted certain details to stand out among the standard classy suit/dress. It took him a few days to make, as Terry realised she could see the designs. \"I just finished those, Madam. You can have a look at them if you want, before I send them to your father.\""
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia was too dense or she had other things in her mind. It's like a small lightbulb pop from up from her head and she puts fist to palm. \"Oh, you're the designer that my father hired, Terry from Kalos!\" She felt embarrassed for not being more versed with this since she's supposed to know who she have invited or not. But it's just a moment memory slip since she been hung up on other things. \"Ah, it's nice to meet you! Sure, I'd love to check out your designs.\" Picking up the notepad, Amelia sifts through the pages. \"These are wonderful!\""
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "Terry simply smiled, as he introduced himself. \"My name is Terry Harper, the leader of the Battle Chateau and a fashion designer. It is an honor to meet you, Madame Sigford.\" He nodded in respect, taking off his hat, as he put the notepad in his bag. \"Then, I shall send these to your father soon.\""
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "The girl claps her hands together gleefully. \"He'll love it!\" Amelia is pleased how polite Terry is, but as the sheltered girl she is, she was hoping to get a bit more \"Friendly\" With someone. \"You can just call me Amy! Short from Amelia.\""
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"Amy, hm...?\" The guy said, as he didn't really call anyone by their first name besides a couple of his friends in Kalos and the Chatelaines. But seeing her pleading expression, he gave in. \"Alright, I will call you Amy from now on. Just know in advance I may call you Madame out of impulse.\" He scratched the back of his head with a nervous smile."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She smile brightly, the air around her seeming to blossom. \"Of course I don't mind.\" She giggle into her hand. \"You're a real gentleman, Terry. Even though you could be stronger than some here.\" She's says this to praise him, vaguely knowing that he's modest with his battling skills."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"I thank you for your kind words.\" He smiled, but deep down he still taught any of the gym leaders here could beat him. Jesus, somebody seriously needs to give him a confidence boost. \"That aside, what brings you to the library, anyway?\" Terry said, as he noticed the book in her hands. He thought to himself: *\"Is Amy a novice trainer...? Strange, considering her parents could probably afford her a quality training regiment...\"*"
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She nods in acknowledgment. \"You're welcome~ I'd love to see you battle- ah! Only if you want to... I don't want to force you since you're here for vacation aside helping with the designs.\" Amelia sees Terry quickly glancing at the book in her hands and she gives a sad smile. \"I'm just here to read. If I have to be honest, I'm quite envious of you all. I wish I could be quite strong as you trainers.\" She have retrieved an Eevee from Jade but that's about it. Training a Pokémon must be harder."
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"I see... Then, I shall help you. I may not be as strong as everyone else here, but I will do my best to be of use.\" The guy stood up, as he looked at Amelia, noticing that Eevee is her only Pokémon. \"Do you have any Pokéballs with you, perchance? It would serve you well if I demonstrated how to catch a Pokémon!\" Oh no, he's the tutorial. But wait, Amelia is a new trainer! This might help her out!"
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia got nervous for some reason. Will she really be ready to catch a Pokémon? It requires a strong arm and the girl never got to use her strength on anything like that. But if Terry is willing to teach her, she should take this chance. The girl slowly stands up. \"S-sure...\" She can't hide her nervousness it seems. Maybe being a strong trainer is just pipe dream for her. \"I don't have any Pokéballs on me since I wasn't ever able to bring up the idea of being a trainer to my parents at all...\""
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "The guy nodded, as he handed her 50 Pokéballs to put in her bag. It was quite a nice bag, must have been one of Terry's spares. You could tell it was fit for a trainer, given all of the different sections for various items. Regardless, he smiled and said: \"Battling is not all about being competitive. A beginner should strive towards mastering type matchups and getting used to commanding your Pokémon. However, don't forget to treat them as partners, not tools for battle.\" The guy was giving a lecture in his soft spoken voice. He could have easily been a good TV show host, but his passion drew him elsewhere."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia nods to Terry, eager to learn. She have learned some basics since reading about them already, but it's good to have a voice back it up than just text. Hopefully they'll be of use in the real thing. \"Okay. Where should we start? Somewhere in the forest maybe? That's where the wild Pokémon dwell.\" Amelia is also taken aback from how many Pokéballs Terry carry. Is this how much a trainer usually bring?"
},
{
"author": "professorcrow",
"message": "\"Yes, exactly! There, you can catch your very first Pokémon! Shall we?\" Terry offered her a hand to lead her to the forest. Why is he so kind to a stranger he only met in person 5 minutes ago...? And to think he could have been crowned Champion of Kalos... Wow."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia slowly takes his hand, smiling at the boy as she does. \"Let's go to the then. I'm ready to catch Pokémon if you show me.\" She's hoping that she won't disappoint this kind young man. Why would he want to waste time with her when he must have some other things to care for?"
}
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{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She was exploring the mansion some more, and also figured out that she can go through walls. The ghost then made her way into the library. Her eyes sparkled when she saw how big it was. \"Eeee~!\" She looked at some of the books until she found one about Mimikyu cloaks, because why not? She continued to levitate in the air and opened the book and started to read it. To anyone else though, it would just look like a floating book."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "During her exploration of the mansion, she stumbled upon the library & walked in. Her eyes widened at the size of the room. Her first reaction was to browse through the books, which she did. Stubbs was wandering through the library himself, just looking around."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Geh-\" She flinched when she walked in and she dropped the book. It landed right next to Jess. Moni panicked slightly and started flying around, forgetting that she was invisible. She was knocked a lamp over. \"Aaah!\""
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She looked at the book that dropped & picked it up, looking for the slot that it goes in. \"Don't knock stuff over, Stubbs\" She said as the lamp fell in the background. She didn't notice that Stubbs was next to her or the voice, if it was even audible."
}
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{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She floated over above her and blew on Jessica's hair slightly. Then she went over to Stubbs and started giving him back scratches. \"Who's a good boy~?\" She whispered slightly.."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"They must have the AC on or something...\" She thought. She put her hood on & continued looking through the books. Stubbs wagged his tail happily & rolled over, hoping to get belly rubs as well. She heard Stubbs roll over & looked back at him. \"Be careful with all the books around you, Stubbs\" She said."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She completely forgot about Jess and continued spoiling the dog. She rubbed his belly and also scratched behind his ear. She let out a little giggle, also forgetting that she's invisible."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "Stubbs was enjoying it & wagging his tail like crazy, knocking a few books off the shelf. Jess walked by him, *Through* Moni, & picked up the books. \"What did I say, Stubbs? You have to be careful in here.\" She shivered as she said that due to walking through a ghost."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She flinched when Jess walked through her. \"Jeez- Personal space, lady.\" She said as she stopped rubbing his belly."
},
{
"author": "aisling_real",
"message": "[can Jess hear Moni?]"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She looked around as she heard the voice. \"Wh-Who's there..?\" Her tone suddenly went from calm to worried. She put the books back up & walked around, looking for whoever said that."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"You can't see me, but I'm right next to you.\" She brushed at Jessica's hair slightly, just to show that she is there. \"Agh, that sounds creepy, I don't wanna be creepy-\""
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She screamed as she heard the voice again, which caused her to trip over herself. She quickly got up & continued to look for the source of the sound. \"Wh-What in Arceus' name is going on here..?\" Stubbs walked up next to her & nuzzled her leg, which caused her to jump again."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Ah! Are you okay? I'm sorry!\" She felt bad for her. \"I-I can leave if you want!\" She didn't know what to do, if only Gengar was here.."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-Is this some Pokemon trickery..? Something recorded to scare others..?\" Her voice quivered as she said it, as if she was about to cry. She sat down & hugged Stubbs, who was just sitting there, happy from the pets Moni have him."
},
{
"author": "Gengar",
"message": "He sensed distress and floated into the library. He immediately knew what was going on and he mumbled something and Moni was now visible. He slowly approached Jess, but kept his distance. \"Hey... Don't worry... There's nothing to be afraid of..\" His voice was quiet and gentle, very much unlike himself."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She looked up to see Moni & Gengar in front of her. \"S-so you're a real person..?\" She said to Moni. There were tears forming in her eyes, but none rolling down her face. It seems that if Moni's plan was to scare her, it worked."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Y-Yeah! Don't worry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!\" She scratched the back of her head. She was sort of transparent, but still visible."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She slowly got up & walked closer to Moni. \"What... How..?\" She was amazed by the fact that Moni was translucent. \"D-Did you do this with the Gengar right there..?\" She pointed to Gengar, which Stubbs already approached & layed next to."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "Gengar started scratching Stubbs' back. \"W-Well... It's um... Kind of hard to explain..\" Gengar then just shouted *\"She's a ghost!\"*"
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "Her eyes widened when she heard the Gengar. \"H-How did you die..?\" She said curiously, seeming a bit more open. \"H-How did you manage to stay as a ghost..?\""
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Ack-\" She REALLY didn't want to say how she died, because it's very pathetic. \"T-That's not important!\" She laughed nervously and scratched the back of her head. \"Gengar did some of his... Weird voodoo magic, and I guess I'm here now, but apparently I can go back to my body whenever I want so... Yay..\""
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She seemed to just be in awe at this point. She reached her hand out towards Moni, only to see that it went through her. \"I-Is this something that's supposed to be normal..?\" Instead of a quivering voice, she seemed half-excited."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She blushed slightly when she reached her hand out to her. Then she remembered she was a ghost and let out a relieved sigh. \"Um... I'm not sure..\""
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"Oh, I-I forgot to introduce myself... I-I'm Jessica, the C-Caiside Electric Gym Leader...\" She was slowly getting calmer & more comfortable with the ghost. \"Wh-What would your name be..?\""
}
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{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She reached down and started petting Stubbs, scratching behind his ear. \"It's nice meeting you too Jess!\" She smiled sweetly at her."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"I-Is there any chance you could show me around this place..?\" She said, nervous about if Moni even knew her way around. Stubbs wagged his tail again, knocking a few books off the shelf."
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "\"Eheh... I don't know my way around that well... Sorry, I just came to read anyway.\" She extended her arm towards where the books were falling, still looking at Jess and the books started to float and they flew back into their slots on the shelf."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She watched in awe as the books went back in their slots. \"I-It's alright\" She said, looking back at her. \"I-I'll just find my own way around, I guess\""
},
{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She looked over to the book that she dropped earlier and floated it over to her. \"I wonder if there's like... A map or something somewhere..\" She floated up into the air and laid down midair and opened the book."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "\"A-Anyways... If you wanna talk again, come find me, I-I guess...\" She smiled again, looking up at Moni. \"I-I'm gonna do some more looking around, so see you soon...\""
}
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{
"author": "Monika'sFuckingDead",
"message": "She reached down and patted her on the head. \"Yeah, see you soon!\" She smiled and giggled slightly and went back to reading her book."
},
{
"author": "Jessica",
"message": "She turned & walked out the door while humming. She was tossing Stubbs' Poke Ball up & catching it while walking. Stubbs followed behind, looking very happy."
},
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "Once he was done eating, he needed to print out a few things and research a bit for school. Although he was on vacation, he promised his professor from Kalos that he'll be on top things while at it. ~~What a nerd he actually does shit on time.~~ Before he got up to his room he headed straight to the door of the library. He skimmed through the shelves, it was on his thesis of 3,000 years prior to the the Kalos war where. Something that had to do with the ultimate weapon which was created underneath Geosenge Town."
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "Hau was here too! He wasn't really into studying but he thought the history of Alola and Z-Rings would be interesting. \"I wonder where the books are...\" He spoke in a soft whisper. \"So many books and so many shelves to go through. Really wish I could just study Necrozma up close. It'd be cool if Elio gave it to me so I can examine it more.\" He groaned softly and kept looking. He scanning the shelves and just look around he went to the section Blue was in, he didn't want to start a a conversation."
}
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{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"This might take a while,\" He muttered to himself. The Sigford Library was huge, but he isn't surprised considering for the fact that they are millionaires no- Billionaires. As he was walking to the aisle, his shoulder nudged Hau's. \"Oi watch it,\" He narrowed his eyes at the boy."
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Huh- you're the one who was walking when you bumped into me. You should look where you're going.\" He didn't realize it was Blue yet, oops. \"Don't act like it isn't your fault.\" He said as he continued to skim through the books in the isle."
},
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "\"Excuse me but-\" Before he was about to continue he noticed Hau's hand landed on the book he needed for that thesis of his. He sighed, \"Heya, that was.. That was my bad.\" Scratching the back of his head, Blue waited for Hau's hand to leave the book."
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "He let go of the book. \"Good, at least you acknowledge it.\" He continued to skim through. \"You look like someone I know at the Battle Tree... Who're you?\" He asked Blue. He kept looking around. Give him Alolan knowledge, he doesn't have access to Alola's libraries."
},
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "\"Battle tree? Never heard of it sorry.\" The guy raised his eyebrow, not having a single clue on what Hau said. Maybe Blue was so popular someone decided to copy his looks or something, which he finds flattering but creepy at the same time. He was surprised he didn't recognize his face as Blue who either known as the short term Indigo League Champion, that jerk of a Viridian Gym Leader or... Professor Oak's grandson. The Battle Tree, sounds like a low budget version of the Battle Tower. \n\"I'm Blue,\" He simply said. \"You probably know me as the kid in the boonies somewhere in Kanto. I assure I'm quite more than that,\" He shrugged pridefully. \"Former Indigo League Champ, current gym leader and student studying abroad Kalos. How about you? Comment vous appelez-vous?\" He was asked for his name but in French, just to show of some knowledge he's acquired."
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"No, I know you from the Battle Tree. Red was there too!\" He added. \"I'm Hau, I was champion for a few minutes, haha. I'm from Alola.\" He told Blue. Though Blue definitely looked different. He didn't have his shades, signature black button up shirt and that 'vacation-y' look he had. \"Was that French? Hm, I guess I can show off my knowledge then too!\" Heehee, google translate time. Nevermind it doesn't translate right. \"I'm Hau, I took part in the island challenge in Alola. It's quite different from the gym challenge! We get to experience \"Classic\" Gyms with our Kantonian style gym on one if the islands!\" But in Hawaiian."
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "~~for a few minutes~~"
}
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{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"No it's definitely you.\" He sighed, \"Why did you need those books anyways? In Alola you never see me spike the kind of guy to willingly to pick up a book. You were a lot more cocky.\" He shrugged, \"Oh, maybe you can help me find some books on Alola! I'm researching more into it. Alola is a very interesting place. Especially due to it being a hotspot for aliens to arrive at. I mean Ultra Beasts. I wonder if they have any books on Ultra Beasts here... Hm...\" He rubbed his chin."
},
{
"author": "Blue",
"message": "\"Huh, to completely honest I never actually heard of Alola before. Anyway I'm kind of... Studying per say. Battles and all that, mega evolution which explains why I'm doing foreign exchange in Kalos,\" He said casually. Running his hand through the shelf, he skimmed through the area, \"But if you're speaking of it. The Alola region.\" Ah there it was! Blue grabbed books relating to the Alolan region and handed it to Hau. \"If you're so interested in aliens have ya ever heard of Hoenn? There was an incident that occurred a few years back where it was rumored that this meteorite that was going to destroy our planet was supposedly a extraterrestrial being. It was classified as a pokemon of some sort."
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Yeah, I heard of it. Deoxys I think? Also, I've heard of mega evolution!\" He took out a mega bracelet he had in his pocket. \"I got one at the battle tree! But I heard it hurts the Pokémon so I stopped using it avatar two uses...\" He sighed. \"I'm kinda scared to use it. Also, our planet almost lost all of its light and then I heard in Galar, this really piqued my interest cause of how alien-y it is. I think it's called Eternatus. Ultra Beasts almost destroyed Alola. Ah, I'm rambling, ha!\" He scratched his head."
}
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{
"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "To describe the flight back to the mansion, Allister only had one word... Wet. Which, in all fairness, was kind of the word that described half of their day. Huh, figures. Yeah, so on the way back, the rain started to come down, hard, soaking both of them, though Leon got the worst of it, since he offered his cape to the boy riding in front of him. Still, they did get rained on, and had walked into the mansion through a back door. (and by door, Allister just opened a window, using a league card to get the latch) They ended up in a hallway, where he hoped that no one from earlier would know they got back here, and would still be searching around town for them. With no ideas where to go, they opened the nearest door of interest, finding a large library, wow this house was massive! And best of all, a fireplace. Finally! They were done being wet for the night! Or at least that's what Allister hoped.\n\n\"S-so...\" He said... \"Wh-what now?\" Allister was leaning back in a chair at the table. With one foot on the table, he was gently rocking back and forth, tipping the chair on its back legs. \"Ppff,\" He blew on a tuft of hair, slightly bothered that his late night boost of energy hadn't kicked in yet, despite it being dark by now.\n\nHe still wanted to explain the tarot cards to Leon, but that meant making a trip up to his room, where he was worried he'd run into one of the people from the restaurant. *As if* That was very likely.\n\"Hmm...\" Allister hummed to himself, pushing back further in the chair. Just then, thunder boomed, scaring the young gym leader as the seat slipped and he fell towards the floor. \n\"Agh, crumbs!\" And he tried to kick his legs to regain balance, before landing on the floor with a *Thump*\n\"Ow!\" At least he didn't hit his head this time... Too lazy to get up, Allister decided to just lie on the floor, shrugging at his own decision. That was until someone came over and dragged him onto the couch near the fire place, and he sat up properly, shaking hid head.\n\n\"Aah... Mmm... You thirsty?\" He asked? He was of course going to offer Leon some tea, since *He himself* Was thirsty, and kind of hungry (he wasn't eating that curry, OKAY!) And maybe he could get up to his room and grab the cards if he was fast."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon's cape got the worst of it. The rain was pouring hard when they near the mansion and the thick cloth soaked up all of it. It made Leon heavier, too, and he had to lug around the thing as they climbed through a window. \"Nifty trick—\" Leon commented before slipping to his face from how wet their shoes and the now window sill is. Returning Charizard to his Pokéball, Leon had to move fast since Allister is already way ahead of him, sneaking into a room. The kid is good at being the Masked Boy. Now carrying his cape in his arms, Leon follows and closes the door lightly behind him. \n\n\"*S-so... Wh-what now?\"\n\n\"I'm not sure,\" Leon admits and leans against a bookshelf. \"We plan!\" Although he just threw the words out but wasn't even sure what to plan about. Their wild goose chase might just be over. But even so, if they went back to their room and sleep, they'll probably wake up surrounded by a small horde of Pokémon and people ready to take them in! Leon moves over to the fireplace and set his cape nearby it to dry. \"Allister, you shouldn't—\" But maybe he should've pointed it out earlier. The boy fell over and Leon flinches before running over to... The couch? He seem to have teleported there, but who knows. It might've been *Arcana* That dragged him. \"Oh. The cards,\" Leon brings up and sits down on his knees. \"Weren't you going to tell me about them?\" He's still dense enough to think they're some kind of playing cards. The rumbling of thunder doesn't frighten Leon, but it *Does* Create a mystical atmosphere. \n\n\"Thirsty? I think we can get some tea water from my cape!\" It was a joke, of course, but the big thing soaked enough rainwater for it to probably fill a teacup or two. \"I'm good! I don't feel like drinking Polteageist right now.\" He've seen the boy taking sips from that Pokémon."
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Aah yes, the cards. Allister promised Leon that he'd explain the tarot cards, only he'd left his deck upstairs in his room. Buuut, he did still want to grab it, and was thirsty enough that he thought leaving the library was worth it for just these two things. Going to sleep wasn't a great idea in his opinion, since who knows what they'd wake up surrounded by, if the people did look for them in the house. And, uh, no, he wasn't forcing his pokemon's tea on the champ either. That would end horribly.\n\"D-don' worry,\" He gently reassured him, getting up and heading for the door. \"I won' m-make you drink Empress... I'll explain with the cards... I'll be b-back.\" And Allister placed his tiny hands on the door knob, yanking it open and heading down the halls of the mansion.\nMeanwhile, Arcana stayed behind, and was smiling deviously at Leon, before giving him a little wave.\n\nWalking at a brisk pace, it didn't take long for Allister to reach the kitchen, filling a kettle full of water and leaving it on the stove. He left it to boil, figuring that he could bolt up to his room, grab the tarot cards, and save some time waiting for the water. So he did, sprinting up the stairs (again, mind you) and searching through his room to find them. After pulling out several drawers and opening the closet, Allister found the cards on his nightstand, (of course they were right in front of him) and ran back downstairs.\nWhen he arrived back in the kitchen, the kettle had just started to whistle, and he took it off the stove, telling it, \"SHH!\" Before dragging it, and a random selection of tea back to the Library where they had taken refuge.\n\nAllister kicked the door shut, since his hands were full, and dropped the pot on the table. He then shook his hand, and two tea cups fell out of his sleeve, landing next to the pot. \"T-tadaaaa?\"\n... \n\"Oh, I got the cards!\" He said, dropping them on the table."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"I could come with yo—\" But before Leon could even finish his sentence, Allister was already gone. The little boy is really fast when he's determined. Leon likes that in a person! He's also the one that likes to get things done quickly. Meanwhile, he had to wait—but also being accompanied by the famous Arcana. The clock at the wall just above the fireplace seems to tick rather loudly as the silence drones on. Let's not forget the fireplace, which is that futuristic stuff. Just an electric fire exuding heat. That machine isn't ever going to dry Leon's cape! He sighs and decides to wring it, letting the water gather as a puddle on the floor. Sneaking a peak at his peripheral, he sees Arcana... Still staring. \"... So,\" He tries. Not that he'll understand if it replies anyway. \"How did you and Allister meet? Thanks for taking care of him, buddy!\" Hopefully the Pokémon won't laugh at his soul—\n\nIt's silent. Too silent. Dead silent. Leon isn't scared of ghosts but this awkwardness is making him able to hear his own heart beat. The clock is still ticking, the \"Fire\" Crackling and making a faint glow over them. Where is Allister—and speak of the Giratina, he came back! But that kick startled Leon and he jumps up from his position. Holding a finger up to his lips, he shushes Allister. \"Someone might hear—\" Oh, but Allister pulled out a magic trick and Leon got distracted. \"Whoa! How long did you have those up there?\" His eyes would then drift over to the cards and Leon brightens from seeing them. Playing cards! He reaches for them."
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "\"S-sorry!\" Allister quickly said, having just realized how quiet it was in the mansion. The world was almost dead around them, like everyone else was asleep or out and about, and hopefully not coming back any time soon. He set up the cups at a coffee table across from the couch, and dropped copious amounts of tea onto Leon's head. Perfect. \"P-pick your favorite! Arcana, don' s-stare!\" He gave his Gengar a glance and whistled. Followed by him looking away and leaving them in peace.\n\n\"Right, you're gonna have to-hey!\" He smacked Leon's hand, quickly pulling the tarot cards away. Like a mum who didn't want her son all over her makeup and jewelry.\n\"Lemme explain.\" Taking a deep breath, he finished pouring his own cup, making sure to add the black tea he'd grabbed. \"These are c-called tarot cards,\" He began to explain. \"They h-have a way of telling the future, or helping y-you make decisions.\"\nHe opened the box, revealing a large deck of intricate cards, each with a different design on the front, and each sharing the pattern on the back. They had a ghost theme (go figure) with the image of raven wings, and ribbons laced around some kind of spirit on the backs.\nPulling out the deck, Allister shuffled them. \"Y-you don' need t' know what they all mean. I m-memorized the whole deck ages ago. But y-you do need t' pick your cards.\" He finished shuffling them, before splitting the deck into two groups. One with significantly more cards then the other.\n\"N-now. You wan' the major or minor arcana, o-or a mix of b-both?\" He asked. He probably already lost Leon at this point."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"Right!\" Leon looks at the tea in his hand. He wasn't really thirsty so he drops the packages next to his own cup. Maybe later. Right now, he's busy with the cards in hand. So apparently they aren't playing cards. That's kind of disappointing... But at the same time, it still has its own interesting tone. \"Future...?\" Leon mumbles, putting a hand to his chin, and his brows furrow. It wasn't too hard to follow. He just had to pick a card, right? But the fact it could maybe tell the future or help him make decisions is really intriguing. \"How about a mix of both?\" What's the difference between major and minor anyway? So! It's the best of both worlds! He reaches for the cards again, just wanting to start. \"Wait, does minor means decision and major means future?\" He's trying to get ahold of this. What if the future is something he doesn't want to know? Just thinking about it, makes... Doubt(?) grow in his chest. But there's that curiosity too! It's a dilemma, but maybe knowing the future wouldn't be too bad?"
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "\"No,\" Allister said, in response to Leon's question. Though not the type to talk much in normal life, astrology and tarot cards were the two things (minus ghost pokemon of course) that could reasonably get him going. \"The purpose is i-in the names. M-major Arcana d-decides big events. Th-they're the 22 face cards. T' use-use a normal card term. Nd the 56 normal cards a-are the minor arcana. Nd they're f'r the smaller sh-short term stuff.\" \nMixing both groups together was in no way a bad thing, it just meant that they would have to pay attention to what was more instant, and what Leon would have to look out for in the future.\n\nHe mixed the groups back together, shuffling them one more time, before placing four randomly on the table, in a diamond pattern, face down.\n\"S-so... You're gonna pick the cards. But they're gonna make th's shape.\" He explained. O-one will be your health, th-th'n your friendships nd fam'ly, love, nd the last'll be your career. M'kay?\"\n\nAllister picked up the cards, putting them back in the deck randomly, and handing the whole thing off to Leon. He made a motion of picking a card and placing it on the table, adding to \"Don' look at em, 'nd make sure th-they're face down.\""
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Easy enough! Leon could learn from a teacher easily. It almost seemed like a magic trick waiting to happen and he'll gladly accept that. But, is this stuff really supposed to be taken seriously? Not that there would be anything bad in those cards, right? *He doesn't know actually.* The man doesn't usually think negative. Otherwise it'll attract the bad stuff so, he'll have to pray that it's all in good fortune for \"Friendship and family.\" Following Allister's motions earlier, he picked a single card and placed it on the table, before moving on and doing the same thing with next three cards. They're placed in a diamond shape and Leon believes that enough. \n\n\"Is that good?\" His eyes flick up to Allister. This kind of stuff is giving him chills! Imagine these cards holding some power that can really look into the future, and help make decisions. The little boy practicing this kind of stuff at his age is crazy enough. Well, everyone already knew the kid as spiritual. Leon's next guess is that Allister would be the one flipping them over, and then his fortune would be told. It'll be funnier if had a turban on. It would make the atmosphere immersive—and there the Galarian man goes again, thinking random things at this time! Does he have to remain serious? *Take* This serious for it to work? He straightens his back awaits the next words."
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Allister watch as Leon set up the cards, exactly like he had just before. Tipping his head, he tapped his fingers on the table, waiting until the champ finished. And, aah, there it goes. \"You d-din' peek at em, ye'?\" He asked, raising an eyebrow, though Leon would never see it. He trusted that he didn't.\n\"Right...\" Allister reached a hand forward, tapping one of the cards and looking up at his friend. \"This one. F-friends nd family. Y-your less... Serious relationships.\" That wasn't exactly the right wording, but he didn't know what was. He flipped the card, showing the image. On it was a pale white woman, presumably a spirit, who's long blood red hair complimented her red eyes and the rubies that adorned her jewelry. In her hand, she held a long sword, decorated with the same red gems.\n\n\"The Queen of swords,\" He explained. \"She's, she's good at making decisions. They s-say she's direct, and precise. I th-think tha's the word f'r it.\" He shrugged, since vocabulary wasn't the strong suit of a ten year old boy. \"Anyways, th-this is 'bou t friendships 'nd families. S-so... Then fate is telling you th't y-you have a decision coming up. Might n-not be a big deal, but when something happens, she wants you to make a decision. M-maybe siding with those you think y-you should trust, or those you really trust. I-in the end, you have to be...\" He paused, trying to think of the word. Crumbs, what was it again. \"Decissive.\" That's what it was! \"D-does this make sense so far?\" Allister asked. He sure hoped Leon wasn't completely lost, and hoped he wasn't horrible at explaining this."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon blinked. Okay. That was a lot to take in! Directness? Decisiveness? Leon thought he was already so straightforward but— ah! He has to remember it's about *Friends and family.* So something in the future that'll test his decisions with his friends and(or?) family. How far in the future is this anyway? Allister said it's not going to be a big deal but the way he phrased it with \"Should trust\" And just \"Really trust\" Makes it sound... *Malicious.* Instantly, his job pops up in his head. But why? \"Should trust\"... Who's that? Those that he trusts, has to be his friends, family, and colleagues. It's all mind boggling, but Leon can't really make the decision if he doesn't know what the decisions *Are*.\n\nThere's a bit of silence before the Galarian man realize that Allister asked him something. \"Oh-yeah! It makes sense. I got it!\" This tarot card thing really is fun! Lots of stuff he can think over. Hopefully his attention span holds out. He's still wondering if this is all a magic trick. It'll be especially eye opening if the cards told Leon of something that hits home! \"I'll keep all of that in mind. Next!\" He gold eyes scan over the remaining three cards."
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Nodding, Allister flipped another one of the intricate cards, this one with the ghost of a girl, staring longingly off into the sky. Like the last card, everything in this was was white and gray, minus the girl's light blue hair and the star in the sky, sharing the same color. And that's what the card was called, \"The star. Hmm,\" Allister tapped his finger on his chin, realizing how interesting that was.\n\n \"Th-this card is for you career. Y-you got the star, one of the cards in the major arcana, so i's a big deal. Umm... Right. The star means... Well, i's a good thing. B-bad times are over, 'nd you c'n put your faith 'n people 'nd the future. Th-this means you're healthy! 'Nd can probably count on it.\" He said, giving a hidden smile.\n\n\"I-I named my Cursola star when he evolved. B-because he had a rough start, 'nd I put my faith in him m-moving forward,\" Allister explained, laughing a little and looking away."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"Alright!\" Leon cheered and slammed the table with his fist in excitement. The man's treating it like he won the lottery or witnessed the win of his favorite sports team! It's something good! Positive news is always great news! \"I'm not sure about the bad times. I think I got a pretty good upbringing.\" He puffs up his chest cockily, being a bit insensitive, and maybe forgetful to some facts. Sure, there's that part where he got defeated by Allister, but that wasn't considered \"Bad\" For the long run. He learns from every battle he takes!\n\nAnd of course, Leon's immune system is *Intense.* He only gets sick twice a year, and even so, they're never fevers! Just colds! That's the champ for you, yessiree. \"Is that so? Star's name fits perfectly then.\" He grin his Aipom smile. \"Believing in your Pokémon can make them do so many extraordinary things. Like evolving *Emotionally.*\" But Allister probably knows this already. Coughing into his fist, Leon calms down from his previous fortune. \"What's the next one?\""
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "\"A-alright tough guy,\" Allister giggled. \"Calm down.\" He gave Leon a pat on the arm, before deciding between the two cards. \"Th-this one. Love life.\" He flipped it over, this time revealing the spirit of a magician that had purple accents in his hair and eyes. \"The magician means y-you should make new things happen. S-so if this is about your love life, now's th-the best time to act... Um... If you want.\" Allister looked up sheepishly. \"I d-don' control your love life. Heheh... Ehem...\" He cleared his throatt, this time just picking another card, since Leon didn't seem to need much time to react to them.\n\nAnd it was...\n\"The Dreamer.\" And this one was... Interesting. It depicted a ghostly white boy with raven locks and black eyes, staring down and the stars, or more like. Staring at a reflection of the stars in a pool.\n\"The dreamer means change...\" Allister said, while wondering what this could mean for Leon, since this last card was about his career. \"B-big changes are gonna happen. F-r better or f-f'r worse. M-maybe you'll do somethin' real big nd special as champ'n. Who knows!\" Smiling, the young gym leader then pulled his tea cup closer to him and took a sip. It was probably the card with the most to take in.\n\"S-so... What'd you think?\""
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Love life—Leon doesn't really care about that. He's more focused on having the thrills of his life with his Pokémon! It'll be a shame if anyone got in a relationship with him (see his last relationship)... When he can't really show them as much love as he is to his Pokémon and Pokémon battles! Although... That depends. There's a certain person in his mind but he's confused on whether or not that's just a friendly feeling. Or not.\n\nAllister moved on. Change? And it's apparently a big one. Why, *Why did that made his stomach twist?* Losing to Allister comes back to his mind and crazy as Leon is, he's starts to think it may be a foreshadow to something... Right! Once he gets back to Galar, he's going to train himself and his Pokémon *Hard!* Their bonds, synergy, and poses with be better!If it isn't already...! Or, Leon shouldn't assume it'll be a bad change. Why did he assume it was a bad thing?! Leon slams his hands on the table and the cards flutter up a centimeter from the table before settling back down. \"That... Was really interesting, Allister! It's amazing how much you can tell someone's future just by cards alone. I'm impressed!\" He turns fron Allister and cross his arms. \"But enough with that! Want to get started moving around?\" Anything for him to do instead of contemplating.\n\nLeon goes to a random bookshelf and pulled a book from it. Seems to be a fantasy novel."
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "\"Th-thank you!\" Allister said, and his eyes lit up from happiness. \"'M glad you f-find it interesting. Most people jus' call it nonsense 'nd move on.\" He put the cards back and closed the little box they were in, pushing it off to the side. He'd have to remember those tomorrow. Seriously. He didn't want to lose one of the only remaining connections to his mother.\nWhile he did so, Arcana stepped out into the light, shuffling up behind Leon and giggling. His red eyes and bright white smiled seemed to almost glow, as the gengar watched what the man was doing. Seemingly intrigued.\n\n\"Arcana l-likes you,\" Allister said, smiling at the fact. \"H-he us'lly doesn' care if 'm not involved. B-but he really likes you if he's hanging around so much.\" Just then, Arcana poked Leon on the shoulder. It made the boy realize what he was doing, and he got curious. A book, huh? He never took the champ as much of a reader.\n\"Arcana!\" Allister called. And his ace seemed to almost disappear into the floor, probably back to hiding in the shadows, like he usually did. The young gym leader hopped over the table, dropping next to Leon and the book of interest. \"You read?\" He asked, just as the other pulled on the book."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon wasn't really reading. He opened the book to skim the pages. A library this big and he didn't expect there to be something like *This* In here. He thought all of these books were just boring stuff about physics and such. Sitting around and reading isn't something he'd do right now anyway. There's many more things to do than sticking your nose into a book! \"I'm just looking,\" Leon answers Allister, the question flying over his head of whether he's a bookworm or not. \"Arcana isn't so friendly toward strangers, huh? I understand that. It's an honor that he likes me then!\" Leon puts the book back on the shelf before reaching for another one. \n\nThis one looked a bit beat up compare to the others (why does it have to appear so obvious?) Plus, it seemed too *Big* To even fit in the shelf so why is it jammed in it? Disrespect for a book, Leon had to shake his head to that. But, this is actually on a very high shelf, so Leon had to stand on his tippy toes just to reach it. After struggling with *That*, the book was even harder to pull out. Well, it *Is* Jammed in after all! His fingers manage to grip the leather cover of the book and with a sudden jerk, the book comes undone!...\n\nA click could be heard and then the weirdest thing you'd expect to happen in movies... *Happened*. The shelf slid to the right and something... A *Hallway* Is right in front of them! \"... Wasn't expecting that,\" Leon says while blinking into the dark secret hall in front of him. Looking down at Allister, Leon smirked. \"There might be a conspiracy here. Let's get into it!\""
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Eh, Allister was never much of a reader either. Actually, he was awful when it came to most aspects of learning. Unless he was training pokemon or communing with the spirits, the boy was probably considered, and considered himself useless. Still he took a moment to pull out a book that interested him, not exactly paying attention to the one Leon had looked at. Since this new one had a cool cover. \"Ye', he doesn't like em. A-anyone who isn' me usually gets ignored at best.\" He wasn't going to explain *Why* Arcana hated others, especially since it was a touchy subject.\n*\"Oi, kid! Tell 'im something, would ya?\"*\nAllister nodded to the disembodied voice in the shadows.\n*\"Tell 'im I'm honored to know him. He's a good man.\"*\n\"A-Arcana's honored t' know you too.\" Allister repeated. \"He says you're a good man.\" He listened again, adding on. \"You're someone s-special. He says. You-\" He paused to giggle. \"Staahp buddy!^^ Eheh. He s-says, you give his beloved Allister somethin' h-he doesn't often get. J-joy... Nd a realy friend...\"\n\n\"Ehem!\" Allister slammed the book shut, trying to pretend he never said anything. He put it away, and leaned on the shelf while watching Leon. The man got a hold of the large beat up book, and, \"Eek!\" Allister squeaked, when the shelf he was leaning slid to the side! Revealing a secret tunnel.\n\"Called it!\" He declared. \"Oops, mm... Sorry. I jus' always knew somethin' was up...\" He shrugged, before poking his tiny head into the secret hall.\n\n\"You w-wanna check it out?\" He asked, though at this point it was basically a rhetorical question. He just followed Leon into the secret passage, looking behind them as they walked. No way they were *Meant* To find this, right? But that just got the little boy thinking, as he followed the champ down the hall. It was getting darker. And more fun!"
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "He was too starry eyed to care about the consequences. \"We'll apologize later,\" He reassured Allister quick and waved at him. Yeah, it's something they shouldn't get involved with, but they discovered it! What else were they going to do? Just ignore this moving bookshelf? Is the curious Leon really going to forget it? Nope! So they both took the halls. The shelf softly slides closed afterwards...\n\nAt first, it seemed like it'll be dark the whole way. Leon didn't want to summon out his partner Charizard since he's been out almost the whole day. The big beast needs some sleep time! But the further they walk, the more their shoes would echo. Then, lanterns would appear on the walls. The floor is made with that expensive marble stuff. Just for a tunnel and they still have to be fancy?! \"What do you think we'll find?\" He asked with excitement in his voice. There was already so much going on in the day that this extra icing on the cake is enough to make Leon feel less sleepy. As the two continued on, they're eventually met with the end of the hall, with a ladder. Strange. And at the top of the ladder is a trap door. The Galarian man quickly exchanged glances with Allister before bracing himself. \"I'll go first,\" He told Allister. Mainly because wants to, and because in case if it's something ~~destructive~~ *Bad*, it wouldn't hurt Allister.\n\nTaking the ladder one peg at a time, Leon would reach the top. He pauses and looks back at Allister once again, before pushing the trap door open, to another room—"
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "As they walked, Allister pulled out his rotomphone and started scrolling through the apps, before finding the flashlight and turning it on. A notification popped up saying that he, apparently, had 137 messages. Wait, what? He frowned, checking the messages, only to see that most of them were from Nessa, something about a Swablu, which, again, he didn't *Know* Anything about.\n\"Y-you never text me back home b't N-now this?\" The boy asked, somewhat sarcastically. Eventually, the hallway got lighter, as more and more intricate lanterns began to line the walls.\n*\"What do you think we'll find?\"*\nAllister shrugged, looking around at the somewhat too fancy hallway. \"M-maybe a secret room. Finely f-find out how this place works?\" Since he'd arrived, the young gym leader always wondered how an island this large could be run if they never saw any staff. Well, did the people chasing them count?\n\nAt the end of the long hallway, the two were greeted with a ladder, going straight up into a trap door. Nodding, Allister waited for Leon to start climbing, while he turned back, talking a photo of the hallway. Why did he do this? Well, in these types of conspiracy things, no one ever believes you when secrets get found. So a picture couldn't hurt. He put his phone away as Leon was halfway up the ladder. Allister followed, climbing after him, just as Leon opened the trap door.\n\n🎀\n🎀\n🎀\n*\"What do you think we'll find?\"*\n\n-Leon\n\n```End Scene```"
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"author": "cataclysmic_nuggett",
"message": "```💙Start scene, with Cynhia and Lucas!💛```"
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"author": "Iucas 'diamoNGd' okashi",
"message": "```Eyes blue like the Atlantic and I'm going down, like the Titanic..🎶```\n\nA long time had passed, had it not?\nA long time since the whole Cyrus deal, a long time since he'd beaten the gyms, a long time since he'd seen his friends... He wondered how they were doing. Had they gone onto big things? Had Dawn gone onto become the champion, that's what she had set out for right? What about Barry? Were they still just as energetic and did people still owe them... Goodness, how much? He dare not think. Despite their clashing personalities, they seemed to have got along quite well, the memories sure were interesting but unforgettable.\n*Goodness, he missed them quite a bit didn't he?..*\n\nSomething that the boy never expected was to be invited to some of island, apparently an 'Isle of Aces'? Whatever it was, it mesnt that only strong trainers and the like were allowed there. Apparently he qualified as a strong trainer? He was nothing much, just a professor's assistant and a baker but it would surely be rude of him to decline this flattering offer, so he went.\n\nNow, he was seated in a nice wooden chair with a wooden table infront of him, an open book on the table and a Leafeon on his lap. Smiling to themselves as the grass type purred contently, they flipped the page, placing a bright blue ruler under the line which he was reading. It helped him to focus on what words he was reading, otherwise the sheer amount of letters and words on that whole page sometimes made it hard to focus and even read at all. Which was a shame, he did enjoy reading so much."
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{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "```What myths do you hold... Island of Aces?!```\n\nA book could be heard being flipped through each page at a steady pace. Each page and its information was being absorbed by the reader, not leaving out a a single ounce of data. The previous promise to self, a promise which she knew she couldn't keep had been broken already. Not even by a week had passed and the reader was once more buried within a fortress of books, surrounded by words written by philosophers of incredible intelligence. Perhaps the knowledge she was receiving was too recent as this island was nothing but a manmade creation, laid upon an island with a blank history. However, this was the only way she could hold herself busy until another event was to take place, something which would really divide her time.\n\nThe book began showing its end as the book became thinner in her right hand, the pages of information flooding into her brain, analysed before stored for another time. There was still nothing of interest but of the interest of reading in hopes to find something fascinating enough which could gift her any leads to myths and legends of the island. Blank... Blank... And blank. The book's final pages had come and the blank end of the book was staring back at her.\n\nThe book would slam shut, the sound echoing through the library's walls and into the ears of others. Thankfully, there wasn't anyone during the time she had arrived, but that time had long passed and there was a trainer standing before her. A smile grew on the champion's face as she viewed the familiar trainer, a trainer who she viewed highly and with a lot of potential. It had been way too long since Cynthia had come across Lucas, a trainer whomst she ran into multiple times within Sinnoh and had to thank for during incidents.\n\n\"Look what we have here... Lucas~? Is that really you?\""
},
{
"author": "Iucas 'diamoNGd' okashi",
"message": "```Familiar faces, unfamiliar places.```\n\nThe ravenette glanced up from his seat at the sound of an all too familiar voice ~~and the sound of a slamming book~~ as he slowly shut his book, letting the blue ruler stick out of it slightly as to preserve the page number.\n\n\"If it wasn't me, I'd be rather concerned..*\n\nThey chuckled lightly to themselves, their voice as quiet as ever. He may or may not have known it was only the two of them in the library at this time, but even then he was never really the loud type. Oh, and the Leafeon that was residing on his lap might of been woken up if he spoke too loudly.\n\n\"Jokes aside, how have you been Miss Cynthia?\n*A long time had passed, had it not?\"*"
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "```Still as joyous as ever.```\n\n\"If it weren't you, I would be very concerned too.\"\n\nThe champion expected nothing less from the young trainer. After all, this was similar to the first encounter they had before. Lucas' joyous and comedic attitude had brought her a smile, even if they were strangers before. Even now, Lucas would bring a smile to her face as he popped a remark in return to her greeting.\n\n\"It has been far too long since our last meeting Lucas. I for one have been keeping myself content with travels and research, although the latter has since been done more...\" She guiltily buried head into a solid cover book before bringing herself back out. \"Enough about me, how have you been young Lucas? We must catch up~\""
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{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "```Do your best so others cannot berate you.```\n\nWhatever Lucas believed that he was, was only within his vision. He may believe that he was a push-over in most cases but within her eyes, she could see so much more. Bustling potential within the small curious boy's body, ready to pounce whenever. She truly believed, without him nor Dawn, stopping the forces of Team Galactic would have been almost impossible. His efforts were what stopped the creation of the new world and he must be proud of it.\n\n\"I wish that was the case, however I have not seen another Sinnoh designated trainer apart from you Lucas.\" She brushed her hair aside, sighing within the process. \"I shall put an end to your assumptions my dear and say, there are no others.\"\n\nCynthia's body would soon lean back into her chair, worried as she may topple onto him if done any further.\n\nAs Lucas mentioned her own Pokemon, her Glaceon known as Solace would appear behind the chair, purring softly as she climbed onto the Champion's lap. Cynthia was quick to give her Pokemon a stroke under the chin, receiving a soft growl.\n\n\"I believe my Pokemon can do the talking for me... But since they cannot, I shall say for them.\" Her smile resonated across her face as she headpat the Glaceon. \"They have been kept well content since my vacation has started. I allowed them to roam freely in the mansion's outdoor areas and they have been content since.\"\n\nThe Glaceon closed her little eyes, ignoring Basil as she knew she was far superior than he could ever be. Solace wasn't the kindest Eeveelution, perhaps it was because she was an Ice Type.\n\n\"Now then, what mysterious do you plan to uncover in the library?\""
},
{
"author": "cataclysmic_nuggett",
"message": "```Mmmmmmmmm inspiration to respond please stay with me```"
},
{
"author": "Iucas 'diamoNGd' okashi",
"message": "\"Oh, really? Why, that's actually rather a supprise..\"\n\nHuh, he thought that at least a couple of the gym leaders, elite four and even the frontier brains would come here to wind down. They certainly deserved it in his eyes, he could remember all of them vividly, he'd never forget them! Alas, he missed them quite alot. Once he had beaten them once and thus didn't really get to be able to beat them again and still feel that same rush of adrenaline, knowing something was on the line. He enjoyed it nonetheless, he just wished he could of done it more..\n\nHe knew that one gym leader in particular, Volkner, was actually *Fed up* Of his position as gym leader and honestly, who could blame him? Training most or even your whole life to reach a position so high only to have it taken from you again and again and again. It would become numb after a while and you'd eventually just have to live with the fact that you're going to get defeated countless times. There's not much thrill anymore when you know that loss is inevitable.\n*Ah, he's getting too into this..*\n\nNodding slightly at the blonde champion, he felt the Leafeon on his own lap rear up with the slightest of growls, staying as close as it could to it's trainer's chest. It had a strong disliking for Solace, not only did they have a type advantage but they were also just so stuck-up, even to it. Sure that's a bucket-load and a half of hypocrisy, but it didn't care honestly.\n\n\"Ah, well I'm not actually quite sure... I just took a random book and began reading it... What about you Miss Cynthia?\""
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{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "```It's too early to be up like this.```"
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "With the sun still down, all that could be heard was the soft snores from Rita who had her face planted on the keyboard. Rita jumped up realizing just how many keys her face managed to type. Looking over the array of letters, the girl grumbled to herself in dissapointment. Gazing at the time the corner of the screen read to be...2:45 am. She hit the backspace keys a little harder than expected, trying to make sure that everything she typed beforehand had appeared on the screen.\n\n With multiple tabs opened as well as folders, Rita skimmed through the text of the documents still trying go through her everything. It was her thesis that she had her eyes fixtated on and no it wasn't like she didn't start on it, in fact she's been working for a whole while now. What was it that was missing? Perhaps once her assistant and her friend gathers up exactly what she needed on the lake they'll get somewhere on this. Rita pushed her glasses up focusing on the screen of the computer and going back to typing."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The newcomer wondered the endless rooms of the mansion, from the room that they had assigned him all the way to the library that he has just entered. Quinton ran his gloved hand down his face, running it down the light amount of stubble he had from the lack of self care during the last few days of constant travel. If it wasn't for the massive amount of jet lag and the large cup of coffee he has gotten in his system upon arrival to the island, there would be no way he could even be standing. \n\nFootsteps could be heard echoing throughout the library as his black leather boot struck the hardwood floor with each step. His hands slid down into his pockets, letting them rest there while he made his way to the endless amounts of books on one of the multitude of shelves. His gaze slid upwards to the top of the shelves, squinting into the dark to read off caption that identified the types of books in front of them. It read, *History*. Quinton now diverted his eyes back to the books in front of him, grabbing the one right in front of him to skim over out of raw, bored, curiosity. It was a book about the evolution of Poke'balls, something that really didn't interest the boy all that much. And with that, he slid the book back into its rightful place."
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "As she was fixtated onto the monitor, all that could be heard was the repetitive clicks of the mouse and the tapping of the keyboard. That wasn't until she heard the taps of footsteps among the library. Was it maybe the librarian that was there? She remembered they were just about to close the place until she came in with piles of of research papers, very early in the morning. The place was dim, and all she could see was a silhouette of an unfamiliar figure. \n\nThe clacking noises of the computer stopped, and for a moment she gazed at the the figure. The librarian should be asleep by now... And for sure the person didn't look like her roommate either. She seemed more alert now, straightening her back she turned right back to her work, stumped as to what she was going to write next."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton's tall and lean figure lingered in front of the bookshelves behind Rita. The light off of her computer would illuminate his dark red trench coat, his brown hair and what seemed to look like the outline of a pokeball hanging from his side. This was a lot of things, a librarian was definitely not one of them. It was definitely kind of odd that a guy was hanging out in a library at this time of night. Maybe he was up to no good?\n\nFinally noticing the clacking of a computer, his head peered over his shoulder to face whoever was behind the screen. All he could see was the back of someones head with a bright computer screen in front of them. His eyes squinted to adjust themselves to the sudden change of light, focusing themselves on the figure typing on the computer.\n\n''Er.. Hello?'' His cold, raspy voice spoke out towards the stranger as he stepped closer to the girl. His hands slowly slid back, resting themselves on his waist. He then proceeded to wait for response. Hopefully this person was smarter than everyone else he had come in contact prior to this. Maybe they could actually direct him to his room in this large ass building. Maybe..."
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "As she heard the footsteps coming closer she turned her head, removing the glasses so she could get a better sight of the figure since it was dim and blurry blurry for her. After all and the glasses mainly only focused on nearsightedness, so seeing someone from faraway didn't help her when having them on. \"Good ano...\" She glanced at the time from the computer screen, although it still was considered late at night it was still also early in the morning.\"Morning? What brings you here?\" Rita then looked back to her computer screen typing up a few words all while mouthing them.\n\n\"Ah in addition to that, if you're looking for the librarian they aren't actually here. They wanted to close this place up early so I'm kind of in charge? Joking joking, but if you need anything I can help out,\" Rita twirled the rolling chair once doing an unintentional 360° turn. She then halted the chair with her foot, this time facing the guy instead of away from him."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "His plain, dark brown eyes followed the girl while she spun like a child in the rolling chair. It was a odd sight for him to see. Such carelessness, such a childish behavior. It was something that was truly foreign to him. In his region this type of behavior was non-existent. Some would even say it was extinct there. A sad, cold Region for anyone to find themselves living in for sure.\n\n''I came here for the same reason everyone else came out here to this good for nothing island.'' Quinton said as he reached into his trench coat's pocket, the sound of paper crinkling was hard. It was his invitation to the island. He showed it to her beefly before sliding the crinkled piece of paper back into his pocket. ''And to what brought to library..'' He cleared his throat, not wanting to dare say that he was lost. ''I'm checking out the mansion for myself. Damn, this place is large...''"
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "Rita's eyes averted to his pockets seeing the crumpled up invitation. In contrast, hers was in a lot better condition mostly because being invited in such an island was an honor for her. \"Good for nothing? Exactly what got you invited, young man\" A light chuckle came from her, she was surprised to see his reaction being that way. He must've been invited for something prominent. \"Well I wouldn't say good-for-nothing considering Sigford's reputation\" She placed her finger to her chin and grinned. \"I'm here for research, I've been focusing more on piecing together my dissertation.\" \n\n\"The mansion is huge and I've never seen anything like it,\" The purple haired girl leaned back and gave another twirl with her foot and then stopped the chair. Now that she thought about it she has been in the mansion for a while and there was still a lot to see. \"I still haven't seen everything yet, but then again I'm usually working even on vacation.\""
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{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The moment she questioned the boy's reasoning for getting invited, his hand slid from his pocket to the lining of his trench coat to move it over to the side. She was met with the sight of the line of beaten and scratched up ultra balls lining his belt loops. They was battle hardened for sure, having seen a multitude of battles over the years. Obviously this guy was a Pokemon Trainer of sorts. His hand let go of his trench coat, letting the red leather fall back into its original position to conceal his arsenal of Pokemon.\n\n''I'm the best trainer from the region I'm from...'' He rubbed his neck, ''In hindsight, that's not saying much around here isn't it?'' At this point, his opening theme kicked off as he started to introduce himself. ''Actually, let me rephrase that..'' He cleared his throat, a little bit of streak of intensity sparking though his brown eyes, ''I'm the most feared trainer in my Region. *The Tyrant* Is the name a lot of the small fry in the league call me. How childish is that?'' He let out a faint, cold chuckle at the thought of people actually calling him that name unironically. If anything, it was more of a show name. \n\n\"All jokes aside..'' He outstretched his hand over to her, offering a handshake to the purple haired girl. With closer inspection, the boy began to notice more and more about the girl's looks. She wasn't that bad on the eyes, plus she seemed pretty intelligent. If anyone was going to make a good ally to have on this island, this strange girl would probably be the one."
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "Although she was in no place to play detective, based on his looks he was a trainer of course! Then again those beaten up pokeballs could just mean he's dropped them to the ground multiple times or something along lines of it. He didn't seem much like a clumsy guy. \n\nAh, she figured he was a trainer with a formidable reputation, perhaps a champion? It was from the look he had on her eyes that really said something. \"The best trainer is quite the title, or I meant to say the Tyrant. That's an intimidating name,\" She tilted her head, having her high ponytails bounce with the motion of her hair.\n\nBefore she took his hand, she got up from the chair looking up at the taller guy. \"I'm Rita, it's an odd time to meet but it's a pleasure to meet you,\" She grinned, and in return grasped his hand and firmly shook it. \"As for me you're out of luck if you're looking for a trainer to battle with.\" Rita joked, parting her hand with his."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton immediately cringed at the mention of the terrible name that was given to him from his home region. She didn't need to do much detective work to nail his identity right on the head. He was the champion of his region, well, the former champion of the region. We resigned in the hopes of finding stronger trainers to crush under his boot.\n\nMaybe it was best to get on this girl's good side, ''Nice to meet you too, Rita.'' His gloved hand encased itself over her fragile, feminine hand. It felt like almost with one wrong movement or squeeze, her hand would shatter like glass. Carefully, but firmly; he proceeded to shaking her hand, \"My name's Quinton.'' A forced smile became visible on his face. Afterwards, his hand retreated back to his pocket, his \"Smile\" Quickly fading. \n\nThe man scoffed at the idea of battling the girl. She looked too weak to even train a pokemon, much less battling with one. Usually the boy would find himself making a smart, hateful comment to belittle the female, but he held his tongue for now. Instead an awkward silence filled the air between them for a moment. His eyes slowly diverted from the girl to her glowing laptop behind her. ''So erm..'' He cleared his throat, ''what are you doing here this early exactly?''"
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "\"Quinton! I see!\" Rita nodded, although the library wasn't the brightest at this time, she noticed his smile seemed to reflect that as well. Perhaps small talk and meeting didn't seem much of his forte. On top of that there was sort of an awkward silence towards the end, she wondered what was in his mind until she saw his eyes shifting to her laptop.\n\n\"Oh! Actually I'm working on my dissertation at the moment. This one focuses on the ecological, economic and social impact of climate change. I figured coming to this island could help me with my research on that. Especially looking through, Sigford Island has a huge variety of biodiversity here and it doesn't look as if it's too impacted by... Ano..\" Rita puffed one cheek and tapped on it. She gave off a light laughter sheepishly scratching the back of her head. \"My bad I tend to off in a tangent like that.\""
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{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton had a wave of exhaustion come over his body. His mind suddenly blanked, leaving him in a dazed, confused state. His eyes were staring straight down into the girl's in front of him. The jet lag must've been catching up to him. This was to be expected sooner or later, especially with a trip like Quinton had to endure to get on this island. His stare looked cold and unfeeling.\n\nAfter a few long seconds passed, he snapped out of the spaced out trance he was in. ''Hm?..'' He blinked twice before letting out a yawn. ''Oh— food.. Yeah that sounds good about now.'' His hand moved over, resting itself on his growling stomach. A small sigh would be heard from the boy. Yeesh, this poor guy looked miserable. Maybe some food was a good idea. Especially if she was going to get him to open up some more."
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "Once she was finished packing her things, she placed the bag to her shoulder and tapped on her cheek a few times glancing away at the guy. His eyes looked emotionless, but not in a bad way moreover he just seemed exhausted. Since he hasn't seen his face around she knew for sure he was new to the place. \"I'm going to drop my things off to my room in a bit, but I'll meet you up at the if you want! It's the only eatery here opened at this time after all. I'm quite hungry myself,\" Rita scratched the back of her hair and chuckled sheepishly. \"Do you need anything before I go?\""
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton, not wanting to admit being lost, hesitated with his next response. The thought of looking or feeling useless or vulnerable made his stomach curl and his blood boil. What other choice did he have though? It wasn't like there was any. He let out a defeated sigh, showing her his crumpled ticket with his room number once more, ''Any chance you know where this is?..'' He tilted his head slightly at her as he waited for a response."
},
{
"author": "Rita",
"message": "Rita tilted her head and looked over to the ticket, at first she let out a chuckle. It was such a simple step but was missed! \"Did you skip the receptionist or was she not at the front?\" Rita teased taking the ticket from him and nodded. \"Joking joking! You must've been tired is that right? I'll get the toom keys for you and we can head right to your room, but don't pass out me, \" Rita stepped ahead leading the way, every now and then she would turn to make sure he was keeping up."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton sighed, following the girl. He had indeed seen the lady up front, but didn't find the need to interact with her.His prideful nature would much rather have him wander this mansion all night. Instead of talking, he exhaled, sliding his hands into his pockets. When she turned to face him, she would see him quickly divert his eyes from her to his shoes. ''Yeah.. I guess I just didn't see her.'' He lied through his teeth."
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{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan quietly worked his way into the Library, trying not to make a sound. He needed decided a little reading to himself would be useful. He trudged along the rows of books, hoping to find something entertaining.\n\n\"Let's see here... No, nothing worth of interest...\" He'd say to himself. Just as he was continuing forward, he caught glimpse of a book in the corner of his eye. The book was titled \"Steven Stone: A Hoenn Hero\". That's just what he was looking for. \"Maybe I can learn more in here...\" He'd say to himself. He took the book from the shelf and sat down, turning to the first page"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "A few isles over, chris sat on a chair, Ella in her lap. Chris was happiky reading her a story with a humm, pointing to a picture every once in a while. Ella would let out a little giggle, fabric arms shaking lightly. \n\nShe looked up a moment, and noticed brendan. Her eyes widened in recognition. Wasnt that... No. ....Was it? The kid who... No...\n\n\"Psst. Hey kid\" She whispered out."
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan then looked to the side and noticed Chris as well. Was she talking to him? She must've been since he was the only other person there.\n\n\"C-Can I help you?\" He whispered to her. Since it was a Library, it was hard keeping his voice down since Brendan saw himself as a Loud-Energetic type of person"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Ya. Mind if i ask your name and where your from\" She hummed. Ella stared at brendan, and started to recognize him to. She held out a fabric hand, and looked up at chris. She started fo make a noise that almost sounded like a sceptyle. It was nice for chris to know she was the only one who recognized the kid"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "\"Uh... Sure. I'm Brendan, from Littleroot town. It's a place in the Hoenn region.\" He'd answer. It's nice knowing you\" Brendan continued, having his hand out for a handshake. Brendan then noticed Ella. \"Say, that Banette seems really cool if I'm being honest. Is it fine if I can check it out?\" He'd ask"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "Her eyes widened, and then she grinned,\"I knew it\" She hummed,\"You are the one who put maxie and archie on their asses\" She chuckled, Ella wiggling off her lap and running up to brendan,\"And sure. Not sure if you remember me or her. Then again, she was only a shuppet when you wiped the floor with us back in ny aqua days...\" She looked up, smiling as she remembered,\"Come here, i dont wanan whisper so much\" She hummed"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "\"So you were an Aqua Grunt before?\" He'd ask her. \"Now that you mention it, it seems obvious just picturing you in a Team Aqua uniform\" Brendan jokingly said. He still looked at Ella, curious about it. \"So your Banette... Does it Mega Evolve?\" He'd question her. He was very curious considering that he wanted to know more about the secrets of Mega evolution"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Yup. Got 4 pokemon that can. A charizard, absol, sceptile, and that banette right there\" She hummed,\"And ya, it was a while ago though...\" She rubbed her neck,\"Im a champion of a region now. And both teams came together to make a military thats keepin that region safe. Maxie helps me run it, and archie...\"She went silent for a moment. How exactly was she gonna word this..."
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan could tell by her expression that something was clearly wrong. \"Listen, if there's something you don't feel like talking about, then it's fine. I'm really not forcing you to tell me, here\" He'd inform her. Brendan then gave her a small smile. \"I'm still trying to comprehend the fact that you're a Chanpion\" He'd continue with a small laugh"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Its not that i dont wanna say it, its just... Not sure how to...\" She hummed,\"Well... Archie got into... A sharpedo incident so... Now hes a coffigregus...\" She tapped her fingers together. Meanwhile, ella held up her arms to brendan. She danced around him, wanting to be picked up."
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "He giggled at the sight of Ella. \"Your Banette does seem like a playful one, isn't she?\" He'd say to Chris as he picked up Ella. \"While that does sound horrible, I'm kind of suspicious about that... I mean... It sounds unlike him...\" He'd continue. He laughed as Ella danced around. It was good to befriend someone new"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Well, he wanted to become a sharpedo trainer for others. He understood they could be a diffocult pokemon to train, so he thought he would start a program where he would handle that for other trainers. One session he accidently cut his foot on a rock and... Well... Ya...\" She closed her eyes. \"Maxie had been relaxing on the beach... And couldnt get to him in time. We where devistated for a while. Till one day when maxie went to the beach to mourn he saw a yamask with archies face on it.\" She smiled at brendan,\"But now with his speaker box and its like we never lost him. Even as a pokemon hes still good old archie.\""
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "\"I see...\" Brendan would mumble. \"Still, it's great meeting a Champion such as you. You've probably come a long way from our first encounter\" He'd say. He smiled at Ella, seeing a lot of potential within. He then paused for a moment. \"Say, have you ever met Steven by any chance? Steven Stone?\" Brendan would curiously ask"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Ah that bastard. Ya, his sons one of my elite four members\" She hummed scratching her chin. \"And his cradillys absolutly adorable. And that armaldo.\" She giggled,\"And its nice to meet the kid who stopped us from almost detroying the region\" She hummed"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan then laughed. \"I wouldn't say that. I'd describe it more as *'I was just passing by'*. I'm not a hero. I'm just a boy who wanted to do what was right for once,\" He'd reply. He finally put Ella down and stood up. \"If you don't mind, May I get to know more of your Pokémon?\" Brendan asked her. He was just curious on their potential"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Just a kid. Pfft. Your hoenns prodigy syndrom, i garuntee it...\" She chuckled,\"Sure, but we would have to go to a larger area of the library,\"She said, standing up to put the book back on the shelf. Ella let out a dissaproving noise, running back up to chris and jumping up and down. \"Ok, ok. Ill bring the book back to our room, and we can finish your story time before bed\" She said, keeping the book under her arm. She reached down and scooped up ella, holding her on her hip like a child"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "He began to follow. \"Hoenn's prodigy syndrome?\" Brendan asked. He wasn't familiar with the term she used. Would you mind simplifying?\" He'd ask, chuckling. He already began to like Chris. She seemed like such a nice person to hang out with"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Pretty much... Its when a child suddnely becomes an amazing battled and starts their journy. Usually saves the region from legendarys or something. 100% of the time they defeat the champion. Red, ethan, they both where prodigy syndroms. Happens to every region at some point\" She hummed, going down the stairs,\"Why or how idk. Baby arceus is like... Preparing the world for some event by doibg this. Who knows.\""
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Just as Brendan was about to speak, his Phone went off. Turns out he received a message from a close friend. \"Shoot! I guess I should go\" Brendan said, as he began to pack up his things. As he was packing up, it was clear the he was blushing. Who could have texted him to make him blush that way?"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Already? Didnt even get to look at my pokemon. Two of them are shiny\" She hummed with a smirk as she watched him pass. Still seemed like he was always one the move. He really didnt change at all huh"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "\"Well sorry about that but I have a dat-I MEAN I have a meeting! Yes! A meeting with a friend! Nothing more than that!\" He'd reply, blushing even more. He didn't want to seem rude, so Brendan decided to stay a while longer. \"But we'll you could introduce me to them, right?\" He'd ask. He felt pretty calm right now. It would remain that way as long as she didn't question the situation. Judging from how she was, she didn't seem capable of curiosity... Right?"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Is it that other trainer who seemed to also love kicking our asses? What waz her name again. May?\" She chuckled, finally making it down the stairs. \"So. Youve met elle. That leaves 6 pokemon left. Pick a number from one to six\" She grinned"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "\"Let me see here...\" Brendan quietly said to himself. \"3? I suppose?\" He replied. He was eager to meet each and every one of Chris' Pokémon"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "She smirked, and grabbed a pokeball, sending out her sceptile Victor,\"This is victor.\" She hummed. He give brendan a once over, and then looked back at chris. He smelled like another sceptile. \"His megastone is on that fancy x-style chest strap you see\" She hummed."
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan smiled at the Sceptile. \"Heh, Ya know this one reminds me of my Sceptile. I mean last time you met him he was Grovyle\" Brendan would say followed by a chuckle. \"Anyways, continue with 5!\" He'd respond. He took a moment to carefully comfort Victor. He was used to it since he owned a Sceptile as well"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "She nodded, tossing out Ryan, her armaldo. He let out a happy noise, and waved his arms at brendan. Victor, realizeng this was just her showing off her team, finally relaxed, regaining his calm demeanor. \"This is ryan. One of my bug bois\" She hummed, ryan nuzzling up against her"
}
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{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan looked in awe. \"So far it's the Pokémon I recognize!\" Brendan cheerfully said. \"How about all of them?\" He confidently asked, hoping to meet the rest of her team at once. \"I'm not rushing, but I just want to see the greatness of another fellow trainer's party!\" He'd continue to say, grinning"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "She shrugged,\"If you say so kid\" She hummed, releasing the rest of her pokeballs. Out came midas, her shiny charizard, ruin her absol, ezzy her empoleon, and hanta her shiny scolipede. \"This guy might spark your memory of battling me. At the time he was just a charmeleon but\" He lowered his head, turning it so brendan could see the mega charazardite y in his eye socket,\"Hes the only shiny in the charmander line i know with that so\" She chuckled"
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "Brendan would look at Midas, amazed. \"This one's starting to ring a bell,\" He'd say. \"Is he comfortable with it?\" He'd continue to ask. Brendan was surprised at the sight of him. Sure was unlike any other Charizard. \"Do you mind if I let him?\" Brendan would ask, twiddling his fingers"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Never heard him complain. And if he lets you fine\" She hummed, looking at midas. She thought for a moment, and then rolled his eye, lowering his head. Might as well entertain the kid. Ruin let out a snicker."
},
{
"author": "Brendan",
"message": "\"He's pretty calm\" He'd say, petting the Charizard. \"Last time I tried letting a Charizard, It tried biting my hand clean off\" Brendan jokingly said with a laugh. He stopped for a moment and stood quiet. \"I always wanted to be a Gym leader like my dad... But I feel like the world expects me to be more...\" He'd quietly say to Chris. \"What if I'm not good enough?\" He'd question. 2 of his Pokeballs poped open with a Sceptile and a Crawdaunt coming out to comfort Brendan"
},
{
"author": "Chris Maratin",
"message": "\"Brendan trust me... You are gonna be champion... I feel it...\" She hummed, sitting down,\"Some day, some prodigy child id gonna end up beating all of us champions,\" She smiled, resting her cheek on her fist,\"Including me. Just have faith in your pokemon and the choices you make. Those will bring you far\""
}
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{
"author": "Sterling Stone",
"message": "Finally. Sterling had been trying to find the mansions library for a while now, wanting to take in the cozy atmosphere of it. The smell of the books hung in the air, the wood shelves a beautiful shade of brown. He breathed in and smiled. It reminded him a bit of his grandfathers libarary. It had been a long time since he had been in that one. \n\nHe wasnt exactly sure what kind of book he was looking for. He was more or less just brousing. Aimlessly walking up and down the isles, taking his time to look at the spines, titles, and authers. They had quite the selection here, he had to admit. He stopped at a book, gently taking it off the shelf. It was a book about diffrent gems and their meaning, even myths behind them. He smiled slightly. He knew exactly who would like a book like that. He slid it back onto the shelf with a hum."
},
{
"author": "Steven",
"message": "Steven was standing in one of the isles, pondering over the selection of books. He would occasionally take a book out and flip through its pages, before setting it back on the shelf, shaking his head and mumbling \"No, no, that wouldn't have it...\"\nSomething had been nagging at the back of Steven's mind lately, so he went to the library to find any information he could about it- Whether it would put him at ease or make him more anxious was yet to be determined."
},
{
"author": "Sterling Stone",
"message": "Sterling went around a corner, freezing for a moment. There he was, his father, looking through book. Sterlong hummed to himself. He knew he would probably run into dad sooner or later. He watched steven for a moment, and smirked. He was deffinatly looking for something. He had that look on his face that he got when He was frustrated. \n\nSterling finally came up, slowley. He made sure he was quite, trying not to distrub his father. He waited a moment. \"Soooooooo dad. Watcha lookin for\""
},
{
"author": "Steven",
"message": "Steven just about jumped out of his skin when he was interrupted, let alone by someone he didn't expect was even on the island. He let out an audible squeak as the book slammed closed, before turning to face his son.\n\"Sterling?? You didn't tell me you were coming here!\" He says in surprise, smiling warmly at his son."
},
{
"author": "Sterling Stone",
"message": "\"Ya, im suprised i got an invite to\" He grinned, rubbing his neck,\"Feels good that they thought i was strong enough to come here like you. From what i know, chris is already here. Number four of our elite four, orbus, may be coming too\" He hummed, looking at the book.\n\n\"So, whatcha lookin for. You dont usualy have that face unless you are frustrated. Trying to find somwthing out? Maybe i can help\" He hummed, giving his dad a warm smile"
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{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "Mallow entered the mansion's library, curious if there were any cook books, or any other genre to interest her. She was trying her best to hold back her usually 120% enthusiasm and energy."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "*Sitting quietly, reading an interesting Science/Fiction novel, Bede was lost into the words of the story. He was relaxed. It was a feeling he wasn't used to, but he might as well get over it. A story about Space, Love, and Betrayal. A classic tale. Bede decided to take a break and stretch out a bit. He had stayed in the Library for quite some time*\n**\"Hopefully there's other books around here that seem interesting...\"**"
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "As Mallow saw Bede she was about to tell his name, but had to shut her own mouth and silently walked over to him. She poked his shoulder and whispered \"Hi\"."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "**\"Mallow... Surprised to see you here...\"**\n*Bede whispered as quiet as a Dedenne. Despite being what Victor called a \"Bad Boy\", he had manners, and respectable ones in that fact. How long has it been since he last saw her? Probably only a few weeks. Months, even. He lost track of time at some point. It's somewhere in his head*\n**\"I suppose I wasn't the only one thinking about finding a quiet place to escape to..\"** *He said, continuing to whisper*"
},
{
"author": "Mallow",
"message": "\"Actually!\" She covered her mouth again, she had to calm down again. She whispered, \"I'm looking for cool books, or any other interesting books\"."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "*Bede laughed a little. But it was a tiny-quiet laugh. Wait a minute... Bede... Laughed? He barley did that. Oh well, it happened. Maybe because being around Mallow or others to call 'friends' made him feel like a better version of himself. Almost like the main character of the story he was just reading. Speaking of which-*\n**\"Well if you're looking for something interesting, I can show the Science Fiction isle. There are some good ones there\"**"
}
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{
"author": "Wataru Kabut",
"message": "``Wataru was roaming around the library, completely in his natural habitat of sorts. He was surrounded by books, a lot which took an interest for him. Like a book on cooking or how to take care of an injured Pokémon. It was all fascinating to him. Perfectly right where he wanted to be. Maybe he could take a few books from the fiction section and get some inspiration for his next book? Or maybe he could make some sort of non-fiction book like how to take care of a Crobat? So many routes to go down here. It was amazing to him.`` \"What to do? What to do?\" ``He wasn't stuttering for once, which would mean eh was completely relaxed with no people.``"
},
{
"author": "Ace Trainer Alisha",
"message": "` Well, tough luck Wataru, fate had other plans. A girl dressed in an all black outfit entered the library, with a bag wrapped around her shoulder. This isn't a well-known fact but Alisha actually likes to read mangas, more specifically romance ones. However, she's self conscious about it and rarely goes to the library, thinking that someone might recognise her going in and poke fun at her. Fortunately, since no one she's a friend with was on the Island, Alisha took the opportunity and headed in. `"
},
{
"author": "Wataru Kabut",
"message": "``Upon entering, Alisha would most likely see Wataru, pacing around, looking at various books. He was still unsure if he should go non-fiction or fiction. And even then there were the categories and subjects he ought to pick. It would seem so overwhelming but he enjoyed being able to look at all the options he had here, it gave him time to think and be himself mostly. He could be himself here. It was truly nice. He was also blissfully unaware of Alisha in the library, probably not hearing her enter. He was humming a small tune to go with \"Browsing\".``"
},
{
"author": "Ace Trainer Alisha",
"message": "` After a while of searching, Alisha eventually found a Manga she liked and so, she sat down to read it at a nearby table. She was self conscious and was constantly looking around nervously, not wanting to be seen. If so, that would be bad news for her. Or at least that's what she believed. Only Wataru and the library staff but that didn't make it any less stressful for her. `"
},
{
"author": "Wataru Kabut",
"message": "``With Wataru pacing around the library, he slowed down eventually, realizing that someone else that wasn't the library staff was here with him. Of course, Alisha was looking around nervously. So it just had to happen that Wataru would make accidental eye contact... And freeze up completely, trying his best to turn away... To no avail. How awkward.``"
},
{
"author": "Ace Trainer Alisha",
"message": "`Alisha quickly acted, poorly hiding her manga behind her back. It was still visible and Wataru could probably see it but at that moment, she didn't realize. With an acknowledging nod, she waved at him and said hello to him.` \"Hey, what's up?\", `said Alisha, with a nervous smile on her face and sweat coming down. `"
},
{
"author": "Wataru Kabut",
"message": "\"H-hello.\" ``He struggled to get out, them both being caught in an awkward situation. No one had really seen him like this, with Furio coming really close.`` *[I've messed up! I've messed up! I shouldn't have come here!!]* ``He scolded himself several times mentally. But he had an idea. All he had to do was turn around and pick up a book! Genius! And so, he turned himself around, freezing up every now and again to grab a book from the shelf. He outstretched his trembling, fearing arm out to a shelf and took out a book. He closed his eye sand didn't want to look.``"
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{
"author": "Ace Trainer Alisha",
"message": "` That was super weird. She felt total embarrassed. She didn't want anyone to know about her peculiar hobby. Romance mangas? That's so out of character for Alisha. No one would even believe but it was true.`\" I-it's fine dude, I'm already embarrassed.\"`, replied Alisha. At this point, she just wanted to leave.`"
},
{
"author": "Wataru Kabut",
"message": "``Wataru let out a sigh of relief from beneath his mask.`` \"T-that's good... O-or at l-least as g-goo-d as i-it can be.\" ``He didn't really know what to say now, it was a very awkward situation. Until he realised the book he was holding. A simple book on... Well what's this? 'Social Etiquette and how to Master it'. He immediately put the book back.``"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "` End of the scene. `"
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{
"author": "Gloria",
"message": "Gloria had already checked most of the areas in the mansion, and the next one was... The library. She didn't even know that there was a library here! Looking quite tired due to her long day, she slowly opened the door, and walked in. It was way bigger than she expected, the bookshelves were almost touching the ceiling. It looked like it would be quite easy to get lost here, but she wasn't concerned about that. \n\n Instead, she was thinking about which books she could pick, the options were overwhelming! Staring at the shelves while fiddling with her hair, she curiously walked around. She would have definitely noticed the familiar person sitting across the library if her mind wasn't preoccupied."
},
{
"author": "Bede",
"message": "*Bede sat quietly in the Library. He could finally have some time to himself. Just Him, his thoughts, and all the books he could read. But even with that, something felt... Missing? He wasn't sure what it was. Perhaps the company of another fellow trainer by his side? He was starting to get a bit of Deja Vu. Like he had been in this scenario before...*\n**\"Its quiet... Too quiet...\"** *Bede quietly said to himself*"
},
{
"author": "Gloria",
"message": "*While the library was quiet, his voice was even quieter, so unsurprisingly she didn't hear him. As she inspected the shelves, something suddenly caught her attention- a book she couldn't find back in Galar!*\n\"Ya can find everything here, huh?\"\n*She said to herself, and chuckled. Well, tough luck, because the book was on one of the upper shelves that was a little too high for her. Maybe she could still reach it, though? She stood on her toes and attempted to grab it, but it still wasn't possible this way. So she decided to try something risky, and jumped.*\n\"Gotcha!\"\n*She caught the book, but she didn't notice the other book that was about to fall on her head.*\n\"OWH!\"\n*Her yells were loud enough to interrupt the silence present in the library.*"
}
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{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "\"Ah, if anybody were to join in listening to us sing, this would be the first time I sung in front of anybody too!\" She replies. While conversing, they would make their way to the living room. As Amelia mentioned, there is a piano in the middle of the room, along with a fireplace that is in the middle part of the room's wall. There's a couple couches on either side and a couple long tables to go along with them, giving the room almost a symmetric look. Amelia would ring for some snacks to be brought in for complimentary. The girl would then take a seat at the piano, her fingers lifting the cover and grazing over the keys. \"I could try playing something if you have a suggestion. I heard you can search up music sheets in the... Internet?\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al would take seat next her as he places his hands on the piano feeling its keys the smooth texture. \"Wait have you not heard of the internet before?\" Al asks very shocked. He's met sheltered people before but this was a whole different level. Maybe he'd have a talk with the man or perhaps it was best to to call his father about it. \"How about we sing a duet?\" Al proposes as he softly begins to play a tune. \"What songs or musicals do you know?\" He asks as he gets a sense of her knowledge of what she cando."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia almost feels embarrassed for not knowing about the internet. Well, she knows of it but she haven't ever used it. Even after turning eighteen, she stuck with television because it was so simple. \"I have heard of the internet, but I never had the chance to use it. It seems difficult to navigate through. I have not gotten around to learning how to use it. Even as an adult, father still puts a restriction on what I can and cannot search up.\" When Alphonse suggested a musical, her expression brightens. \"Yes! I would love that!\" But she shakes her head to his question of musicals. \"Um, how about you pick a song? I assure you, I'll adapt to whichever you pick!\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al smiles and nods. \"Well you can just use my laptop if you want to learn. It doesn't have any restrictions or I can teach you how to use proxies\" Al offers trying to help out the girl though he'll have to teach her about scams and what not. Al thinks for a moment before deciding on a song and begins to play and sing a tune. \"You know I want you. It's not a secret I try to hide. I know you want me\" He starts off singing softly. Then he starts to pick it up a bit. \"So don't keep saying our hands are tied. You claim it's not in the cards fate is pulling you miles away nd out of reach from me; But you're here in my heart, so who can stop me if I decide that you're my destiny?\" He pauses for a moment before continuing the song. \"What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine! Nothing could keep us apart you'd be the one I was meant to find\"He closes his eyes as he sings getting more into it and getting into a character a bit. \"It's up to you, and it's up to me\nNo one can say what we get to be So why don't we rewrite the stars? Maybe the world could be ours tonight.\" He looks at her tenderly as he sings the last few lines of his part."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia watches Alphonse with an awed expression. His singing is so beautiful! He looks so happy in the moment. Amelia wishes she could sing along with him but obviously doesn't know the words. She can't get her eyes off of him. Maybe it's the light from the room, but he seems to glow, or is it the sun particles coming from sunshine that's peeking through the window, that causes this effect. Her heart swells from how honest he's singing, with strong vocals and confidence in his voice. Amelia wants to compare to him. She'll have to pester him in teaching her. But for now, she doesn't want his song to end. She holds her hands together close to her chest, her face blushing from the hope of the lyrics."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "He looks over to her and he plays for a bit waiting for to come in before realizing that she may not know the song and he stops. \"Oh... Um you... Dont know the lyrics... Don't you?\" Al asks a bit rhetorically as he's already expecting the answer to be yes. He's embarassed that he kept on going with out realizng that she didn't know it."
}
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{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "She was still mesmerized by his singing that Amelia didn't notice he stopped. \"O-oh? Yes, I do not know the lyrics... Although, I would not mind if it is just you singing.\" She pats his arm and gives him a small smile. \"You look so in bliss when you do. It makes me happy seeing you happy.\" With his expression turning embarrassed, she lets out a little laugh before relocating her hand to his cheek and patting there. \"Do not worry, Alph. Keep on singing. I love your voice.\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al smiles at her appricating the comment. \"Well the song's a duet, so I can't Duet (Do it) with out you\" Al smirks at his pun thinking it was quite clever. He rubs the back of his neck, \"Ah... Come on I'm not that good\" Al says a his face reddens more from embarssasment even more so when the girl puts her hand on his cheek."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "The pun flies over Amelia's head since she never heard wordplay before. So when Alphonse started getting even more nervous, she would blink back at him, unknowing what he's embarrassed about. Besides that maybe she's holding his cheek. She quickly removes it and pardons herself. \"I apologize! Whenever I am curious, my mind tends to wander off and then I do things that are probably uncomfortable to others...\" There's a moment of awkwardness as Amelia scolds herself in her mind. Wanting to change the topic, she waves to the piano. \"Well, if it is a duet, then please teach me the phrases that I must sing.\" She eyes Alphonse while trying to smile from her own embarrassment. \"I want to impress you with my own voice.\" It may be bold of her to assume her voice would be any good, but the girl always sang to herself enough times to be decent at least."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al relaxes and calms down a bit as soon as Amy removes her hand. \"I did n't say I didn't like it.\" Al flirts a bit. It wasn't a lie he did find her touch to be a bit soothing. He pulls out his phone and get the sheet music for the song teaching how to zoom in and out and flip to the next page scroll up and down all the works. \"Just let me know whewn you're ready and I'll start two measures before you come in.\" Al says trying to be helpful."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia would giggle from Alphonse's response. \"Oh hush, you!\" She knows he's trying to flirt and a blush of her own plays out on her cheeks. Then, before she realizes it, it's her turn to sing! \"I-I need to get the rhythm right. Would you mind singing along with me as a guide? I will be ready after this!\" She covers her face with her hands, feeling like she's messing up and wasting his time when she was so big talk before. Sliding her hands down from her face, Amelia has her determined expression on. \"Please, Alph!\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al nods and starts over again finding her determined attitude to be rather new but found it a bit exciting seeing a new side of her. He nods at her and starts over and when her part came he sang softly as not to over shadow her. \"You think it's easy You think I don't want to run to you\" He sings ontime."
},
{
"author": "Amelia Sigford",
"message": "Amelia awkwardly tries to join in. Following along with Alphonse's words, she sings, \"... You think it's easy, you think I don't want to run to you...~♪\" She's basically like an echo to him even if he's saying the lyrics softly. She makes notes of how her pitch should be during this verse. Pressing her lips hard against each after, she keenly listens for the next line."
}
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{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "After sneaking out of the kitchen, Allister found himself in the living room, chilling on one of the couches. It was nice to finally be left to himself. As much as the others *Did* Care about him, the boy needed his space. He yawned, lying down on the couch, as the sleepiness he'd somehow managed to fend off all day was finally taking over. And the kid accepted it, rolling over to take a nap. It wasn't that hard. His outfit was relatively comfy, minus the holster and mask, oh and the frilly boots that he didn't take off... For some reason. Oh well, he'd taken naps in the locker room between challengers before, so falling asleep here was easy.\nWhat the boy didn't notice, was while he slept, his ghastly team started popping out to sleep next to him. Moon, his Mimikyu snuggled under his arm. His Cursola, Star had retracted its spines, becoming essentially a jelly blob, and gotten comfy under his neck. His chandelure and dusknoir Dreamer and Chariot just kinda fell asleep next to the couch, and finally Empress, his Polteageist rested on the sleeping boy's hip.\nThe only one not asleep was his Gengar, Arcana. Who stayed awake, guarding everyone else while they slept."
},
{
"author": "Gengar",
"message": "Gengar floated into the room, looking for Monika, but instead, he found Allister, sleeping peacefully with his Pokemon. \"How cute.\" He said outloud. He looked so peaceful... Which was a great opportunity to wreak havoc. He took out a megaphone out of nowhere and was getting ready to yell into it when he noticed Arcana. He put down the megaphone and just stared."
},
{
"author": "Arcana",
"message": "Watching over Allister and the others sleep wasn't the worst thing to do. Besides, it the boy worked so hard for all of them, he deserved a rest. Arcana was about to get comfortable when Monika's gengar burst in, holding a megaphone and... Talking in English? This thing made no sense. Anyways, it held up the megaphone, about to yell something (probably something stupid) when it noticed why that wouldn't be a great idea. The gengar's kin set aside what it was holding and stared at its copy. Which stared back with a look of, 'Don't you fucking DARE.\"\nArcana couldn't gigantamax without a power spot (or help from Allister) but hell if he *Wasn't* Gonna beat this thing into the ground if it woke up his trainer."
},
{
"author": "Gengar",
"message": "He just kept on staring at Arcana. He slowly lifted the megaphone to his lips, still staring at the Gengar. \"Peanut butter.\" He didn't say it incredibly loudly, but it was enough to wake someone up."
},
{
"author": "Arcana",
"message": "That's it, this thing was dead! Arcana dove at the fellow ghost, foregoing any moves and just instead attempting to bash it's brains (or lack there of) in.\n*\"I warned ya!\"* He growled, trying to bite the stupid thing's head off. *\"Ya wake Allister and I'm gonna have to tear ya to bits!*\"\n\nJust then, Allister had woken up, realizing what was going on. \"Wh' HEY!\" He shouted. \"Arcana! No! We don't do that here, get-get off!\" He yelled, pulling the two apart. He awakening made all the ghosts in the room freak out, flying all of the place before retreating to their homes. At this, Allister sighed, a little grumpy that his nap had been interrupted. Buuut, he'd been asleep for several hours anyways, so might as well get up and wander some more."
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Okay, yeah, it was time for him to leave. So he did, before the two gengars could tear apart the room. He took Arcana and left."
}
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{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse enters the living room wandering the halls examining the interior design the architecture and all that primarily due not being in a Mansion in a very long time so it was a bit nostalgic. He remembers running through the halls with Anya and his other siblings as his mother yelled not to make sure to break anything a few days ago he would have thought the memeory to be sad, a time long since passed, but now he looks back at it with a smile on his face finding it to be happy. His siblings probobly will hate him for the fact that he hasn't wrote in so long , he chuckles and shivers at what he might think their reactions to be from tears to arguing to a mixture of both mixed with a few punches and biting."
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "Turning off her phone, Raven sighed. Though she was in no way deterred from her original thoughts, her logic being called into question had been something new for her. Not many had the audacity to call her out, much less in public, and the woman found herself wrestling with her thoughts in her head, wondering if there was any truth behind what the guy had said. Though he was undoubtedly rude... Though she did find something admirable about the way he acted. For someone who she was sure had never met Allister, he wasted no time defending him. \nMust be nice for that boy. Always, *Always* Having *Someone* There for him.\n\nRaven huffed, throwing open the door to the living room and sitting down on a couch. There was another in here, but she didn't bother acknowledging him. (She didn't know it was Alphonse, since she never did see his face.) It had been quite the day already, and wanting to relive her stress, even if it was by a small amount, she pulled out her book and went back to reading it. An old history book of Magveil to be precise. The region she wasn't born in, but it might as well be more of a home to her than Galar ever was.\n\nAfter too long spent glancing at the man on the other side of the room, Raven simply shut her book, crossed her arms, and without looking at him asked, \"What are you doing?\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphone's thoughts were ripped from the memories as he was asked the question by the woman infront of him. He raised an eyebrow questioingly at her wondering what she wanted. \"Just looking around? Is that a problem?\" He asked a bit annoyed at having his actions be questioned especially by someone he doesn't know. He tries to hide his annoyance though it's still there but not as palpable."
},
{
"author": "Raven",
"message": "\"Not at all,\" Raven said, slowly turning away from him. She could tell he was pissed off, maybe because of literally just now, or maybe because of something earlier that day. But with how distracted he looked, she guessed that latter. Squinting she frowned at him, slowly uncrossed her arms and leaned forward. \"Hmm...\"\nHad she seen this guy before? Well, no. She remembered everyone she'd met since the day of arrival, and her certainly wasn't one of them. At least not as far as she knew."
}
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```A bit of relaxation wouldn't hurt anyone, would it?```\n\nDuring his vacations on the island, Ilima decided to have a walk through the mansion, as he didn't fully explore it yet. Mayhaps it was because he was too lazy to do anything which was understandable, he most of the time stayed in his room or at least he stayed in his room for the first days as he needed some well-deserved rest and time for himself. Though, now that he was feeling better and was alive and kicking, he pondered as to whether or not he should take a walk in the mansion which he quickly decided that yes he should. \n\nAs curious as he was, he couldn't help but to trail his eyes to the gorgeous and fascinating tapestry papered on the walls. Sometimes he just stopped walking to look at them in further details: in fact it wasn't the kind of tapestries you'd find anywhere else, it was rather pretty and shining. He found beauty in a lot of things, and he absolutely adored any kind of art although his favorite form of art would probably cinema. \n\nAfter a while of walking he found the living room at the end of the corridor he was walking through, at first he curiously and *Maybe* Shyly peeped his head through the doorframe only to see that there was nobody except a young boy with dark hair sitting on the couch. He couldn't identity what he was doing just yet, nor could he identify who this boy was. But as sociable as he was, he decided to take a step forward and walk over him with the sweetest smile one could offer.\n\n\"Ah, my apologies, but are you all alone around here?\" He questioned as he was wondering where the others were."
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"message": "The young Kalosian boy had stayed in his room for most of the time, not because he's 'edgy' or whatever but just because he usually panics so much when interacting with others he just chooses not to if possible. Of course he *Does* Go outside, usually to places that his Pokémon like so that they can be happier and calmer, so he usually didn't go to places inside the mansion. This time however, he noticed how the living room was empty and he decided it could be nice to take a rest in there.\n\nCurrently, he was asleep, sitting upright on the sofa as his Espurr drooped over his shoulder, the small psychic type purring as it slept. Upon the pink haired male speaking to him, he jolted slightly in supprise. He was obviously scared, but the calming and gentle aura of the older person calmed his nerves quickly enough. The Espurr which had also been woken up hissed protectively, it only stopping when it's trainer pet it softly.\n\n\"U... Uhm... I..I believe so Monsieur... And it's ok, I... I really don't mind..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` An unexpected encounter. ```\n\nThe Alolan man didn't expect such a sudden reaction from the younger one, jumping bit slightly in surprise before sighing a little in relief afterwards, it really did surprise him, he wasn't used to such reactions. If anything, he didn't notice that he was asleep until then. \n\nThe blue eyed man noticed that he seemed quite scared at first but quickly calmed down. It made him chuckle slightly as he was slightly amused by his reaction.\n\"Ah, my sincere apologies, I did not mean to wake you up.\" \nHe apologized in the most polite manner one could, bowing slightly in respect before taking a look around himself, taking in the decor and disposition of the room. It was rather big and bright, the sun filtering through the windows illuminated the room nicely and warmly. \n\nHe smiled at the Espurr that hissed at him, not scared in the slightest. He remembered seeing Espurr's when he was doing his gap year in Kalos. By any chance, would this boy be from there? \n\n\"Oh dear, well if you do say so then I believe you.\" \nHe replied before gasping slightly at his \"Rude manners\" Or at least what he considered rude manners. Plus he kind of wanted to get along with the people around here. \n\n\"My, oh my! How rude of me, I didn't introduce myself. My name's Ilima, I am from the Alola region, it is nice to meet you.\" \nHe introduced himself, still smiling brightly at the French young trainer."
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"message": "\"I... It's really alright Monsieur..\"\n\nHe murmured, moving to the side a bit incase they wanted to sit down, not mnding if they decided to or not, maybe it should be about time he talked to more people and got himself out of his shell a little more. This person seemed really polite and kind, they spoke in such a gently way too that didn't make him uncomfortable like most loud noises seemed to do.\nTilting his head slightly to one side, he smiled softly and shook his head lightly.\n\n\"O... Oh no Monsieur, y... You weren't being rude at all, My name is Calem and I'm from K... Kalos. Th... This here is Espurr, it's nice t... To meet you..\"\n\nHe motioned to the little grey cat on his shoulder, which huffed in annoyance at being woken up and scambled up onto it's trainer's head, hiding under their red cap and mewing angrily to themselves."
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```Two calm entities```\n\nThe pink haired one didn't mind staying up, especially when he spent half of his time lazily laid down in his oh so comfortable bed. But as he didn't mean to be intimidating in any shape or form, he decided to sit down next to the Kalosian one, still wearing that smile that always decorated his pretty face. \n\nIlima was the kind of person you'd indeed easily talk to, he was very open-minded and kind with absolutely anyone, he was a little naive, and probably too kind but for now he didn't recall anyone using of his gentle behavior to their own good. \n\nHis voice was the kind of voice you would probably fall asleep to, it sounded so calm and relaxed, so collected and filled with gentleness. \n\nHe smiled at Calem as he introduced himself, nodding a little.\n\"Well, that's a pleasure meeting you, Calem. Please, quit such formalities, you can call me Ilima!\" \n\nBut as he motioned the Espurr, he gasped slightly and joined his hands together in slight joy. \n\"Ah, how adorable!! It seems to be rather shy, and quite mad that I woke it up.\" \n\nHe spoke before chuckling slightly. \n\"Kalos you say? What a coincidence! I went there about one year ago, how wonderful it was! Such a beautiful region filled with lovely people.\""
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"message": "\"O... Ok Ilima..\"\n\nThe ravenette kept his soft, it not slightly anxious, smile on his face as he gave a little nod. He felt calmer around them already, most people he had met already were rather energetic and intimidating but this one just made him feel safe. He gave a very small giggle, not minding at the small feline Pokémon's paw peeked out from under his cap.\n\n\"Th... They're a little stubborn, b... But it's alright, I don't mind..\"\n\nThe Espurr gave a mew from it's supposed hiding place, either agreeing with it's trainer's statement or still being annoyed. Probably not at Ilima, but this little kitty had about a billion and one grudges going for it.\n\n\"Oh, y... You went to Kalos? I... It is very wonderful..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```\"April in Paris, this is a feeling.\"```\n\nHe noticed that the more he talked to the young trainer, the calmer he got which relieved him: he didn't want to be seen as someone aggressive or anything. \nThe soft and anxious demeanor he detected from him only brought a soft smile on his caramel colored face, giggling just slightly as he spoke. \n\"Oh indeed I can see that.\" \n\nHe replied,before taking one of his PokéBalls from his belt, having a little Eevee pop right out of it, already settling down on its trainer's laps, letting out a little happy cry to the trainer that sat next to the older one. \n\"Perhaps Espurr and Eevee can get along? They're both quite stubborn.\" He stated before laughing a little at the thoughts of his Pokémon's usual behavior. Such a little trouble maker. \n\n\"Ah, yes yes! I went to Kalos for my studies and I couldn't be more enchanted and delighted to have done so. It was probably one of the best decision I've made so far.\" He mentioned, before tilting his head to the side a little,blinking in curiosity.\n\n\"If that's not too intrusive of me, where are you from?\""
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"message": "The young boy waved a little at the Eevee, his blueish-grey eyes sparkling as he'd never been so close to one before. He remembered an old friend by the name of Serena had one, but he lost contact with them a while ago and he hadn't seen them since. He hadn't seen his other friends too, Trevor, Tierno and Shauna, he missed them and he wished he had told them where he was going.\n\nThe Espurr peeked it's head out at the call of another Pokémon, giving a little gasp and scampering down it's trainer's arm to give the Eevee a hug, purring immensely. It seemed to like fluffy things and the normal type it was cuddling was no exception, although it had nost definetly forgotten about personal space.\n\nThe ravenette giggled softly at it's Pokémon's reaction, looking up at Ilima and rubbing the back of his neck awkardly.\n\n\"K... Kalos, I lived there for my whole life, a... Although I only really got out of my house m.. Maybe a year or so ago..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` \"Under the bridges of Paris\" ```\n\nNoticing the boy's reaction, Ilima couldn't help but to smile softly. He always adored when trainers or people in general looked at Pokemon with such care and joy, it brought him some memories he thought he had lost in the depth of his mind. \nIlima did have friends,the others trial captains were all lovely people, along with the Island Kahunas, they often had a huge dinner together at least once a week where they shared together what happened during the week on each other's island and such things, they shared such great memories and it honestly saddened Ilima that he'd soon have to retire. \n\nHe worked hard, a lot too. But Arceus knew how much he loved his job, it was always so gifting and refreshing to meet new people and teenagers. He was the first trial captain you had to come across, so he perhaps saw more people than his colleagues. \n\nHis attention got caught by the two Pokemon that interacted together, softly petting his Eevee as he was being hugged by the little Espurr. He couldn't help but to scratch the little cat softly and gently behind his ear, such a soft little one! It made him gasp and smile brightly and happily. He loved Pokemon so much, they simply just brought him so much joy practically no one else could give him. \n\n\"Ahh how adorable!!\" Hd couldn't help but to say with a little chuckle. \n\nThough he quickly reverted his gaze to the blue eyed one, nodding in understanding. \n\"Oh, a young trainer I see! Perhaps we met one day? The world's so small I wouldn't be surprised if we did!\" \n\nThe Eevee that just has been hugged let out a happy little squeal, itself purring happily against the Espurr as it brushed its little head against the other's. They seemed to get along quite well indeed!"
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"message": "Calem looked up at them, nodding as the Espurr softly bapped Ilima's hand away from it's ears before nuzzling it's head against their hand. It didn't really like it's ears being touched, probably because of the whole \"Espurrs need to keep their ears tightly folded at all times otherwise their mass amounts of contained power will go absolutely god damn haywire\" Kind of thing.\n\n\"O... Oui, Espurr may not be a Pokémon I... I use to battle, but they help me in many different ways..\"\n\nThe psychic type mewed proudly, giving the Eevee head pats just like it's trainer often did to it. Calem gave a little nod to the Alolan trial leader's other statement, smiling to himself and hoping that they did manage to cross paths at some point in the past.\n\n\"M... Maybe... A..Although I'm sure your other friends would of kept you busy, s... Someone as nice as you would have lots of friends wh... Wherever they went..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```\"I'm so fine wherever I go\"```\n\nAlthough the pink haired boy sure was social, but his work kept him busy from any distraction although as previously mentioned, he didn't complain as he really loved his work and his duties. Such a dedicated man he was. \n\nHe gasped slightly as the little one bapped his hand away and nuzzled against it, giggling a little at that sudden cute motion, petting the kitty ever so softly and gently, treating it with care and affection. He always acted this way with these little ones, they just made him so overwhelmed with joy. \n\n\"Every Pokemon has their own purposes and I admire the way you found one for this little Espurr.\" He spoke kindly, letting out a short chuckle through his thin lips. \n\nThe Eevee seemingly giggled at this little gesture the Espurr did, brushing his head up against the other's little fluffy paw in joy and happiness. \n\n\"Oh well, dear. I do have friends indeed though I am afraid my duties as a trial captain keep me way more busy than they do. I did meet some incredible people in Kalos indeed, perhaps do you know about professor Sycamore? He's quite the interesting kind!\""
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"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "A trial captain? He'd heard of them before but he'd never expected to actually *Meet* One, if they were all this nice than Alola would be such a great place, he might even go there when he's older! He actually found this person inspiring, then again he found near enough everyone amazing whilst he thought incredibly lowly of himself, but he tried not to show it much infront of Ilima.\n\n\"M... Merci..\"\n\nThe boy mumbled as his psychic type, cat-like Pokémon mewed happily from both the pets and making it's new friend happy. Despite most people finding it's appearance (mainly it's blank sort of gaze) a bit off-putting along with the fact that it most definitely could destroy the entire planet if enough of them (along with both genders if Meowstic too) unfolded their ears all at once, it seemed to just be like any other feline Pokémon.\n\n\"O... Oh, oui, I... I do! Th... They gave me Marisso a... And Salamé..E... Espurr too, although I... I don't know why they wanted to give *Me* Them..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` A figure to remember. ```\n\nYou'd say Ilima was quite an inspiring person indeed: he was successful, had a great job, graduated and even got the chance to go to Kalos for his studies. Studying abroad was really something he loved, in fact he learnt French when he went there as he stayed over for so long. \n\n\"Oh but you don't need to thank me, darling. I am talking with all the honesty in the world.\" \n\nHe replied, petting the two Pokemon that were so close of him so nicely and gently. A trainer that cared a lot for his and other's Pokemon. \n\nOnce he heard Calem mention the two Pokemon, he tilted his head to the side slightly as he tried to remember some things. Oh.. *Salamé*... It sounded like Salamèche! And *Marisso* Sounded like Marisson, which were both of Charmander's and Chespin's french name. \n\n\"Oh I see!! You've got a Charmander and a chespin on your side then! I heard they were great companions, but yet again every Pokemon are amazing. However, you shouldn't worry too much as to why Sycamore gave you these little ones, perhaps he probably saw potential within you that you don't even see in yourself. Though I can tell that you are a very kind and caring trainer that loves his Pokemon as if they were your children.\" \n\nHe complimented with a smile on his face, a genuine kind of smile that only reflected honesty."
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"message": "\"O... Ok Monsi- I... I mean Ilima..\"\n\nHe smiled at their compliments, his cheeks going a little red from embarrassment. He was only used to the professor and occasionally his old friends complimenting him but it coming from someone like Ilima? It felt like a wierd fever dream, but one he didn't want to get out of at that.\n\n\"O... Oui, they're evolved now a... And they do care alot about me... Heheh... I.. I've become more of their cnild now..\"\n\nThe Espurr mewed, nodding and grinning as it let go of it's new friend and climbed onto it's trainer's lap, pointing a paw to it's chest proudly and holding Calem's hand inna protective manner, which only made the boy blush more and get all embarrassed.\n\n\"Aww E... Espurr..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```\"La vie en rose\"```\n\nIlima always spoke with the greatest honesty one could offer, in fact he hated lying and it was one of the things that he hated the most: he hated hypocrisy, he hated people lying and making things up. It only woke a part of him he'd rather not show.\n\n\"Oh, how cute! I'm sure they care deeply about you, Pokemons always care so much about their trainer as much as the trainer cares about them.\" \n\nHe looked back down at the little Espurr that seemed to be quite proud of his trainer, it brought such a soft smile to his face, it was heartwarming to see such complicity between two friends. \n\n\"Hehe, look at your little buddy. He seems to be very proud of you and honored to be your Pokemon. If that's not a proof of how great of a trainer you must be then I don't know what that is.\""
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"message": "The young Kalosian boy felt his Espurr climb onto his shoulder and nuzzle it's soft cheek against his, purring loudly and giggling to itself as it's trainer smiled. He honestly didn't know what he did to deserve his Pokémon, he wasn't strong, brave or confident and he was a complete pushover most of the time. But, his Pokémon would risk their lives for him... He just didn't get it, he was basically the bottom of the barrel and yet his Pokémon loved him so dearly, it made him wonder if they were just pitying him or if they had been forced to like him and care about him.\n\nShaking his head a little to brush away the thoughts (mainly because he didn't want to have a panic moment infront of Ilima and lost the chance of potentially having a friend) he scritched the Eevee gently behind the ears.\n\n\"I... If it's ok to ask, d... Do you have other Pokémon? N... Not that I mind this little fella... I..I'm just curious... Sorry..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` Normal but extra! ```\n\nThe tanned man watched attentively as the Espurr decided to climb up his trainer's arms and stand proud on his shoulder, only to brush his cheek against Calem's in such an affectionate way he couldn't help but feel his heart melt on his chest. He could tell for sure that his Pokémons weren't pitying him, he could tell that they loved the Kalosian for who he was. No matter what your qualities are: as long as you are nice your Pokemon will feel it. \n\nThe little Eevee that rested on its trainer's laps slowly looked up at the boy wearing that red cap, immediately starting to purr in a soft way as it got scratched behind his ears, softly brushing his head up against the kind, shy boy. \n\n\"Hehe, look at him! He seems like he likes it a lot, he is very cuddly.\" He pointed this fact out, the Eevee letting out a soft cry as if he was confirming what Ilima said. \n\n\"Oh no, no need to apologize! I do have other Pokemons. I specialize in normal types.\" He mentioned before grabbing another one of his PokéBalls (that in fact were ultra balls) from his belt, letting out one of his other Pokemons: a little Smeargle, that curiously blinked and looked around the room as if he was searching for something. In fact, he admired the room and its decor as well, this Pokemon was an artist after all. \n\n\"Hehe, this is my Smeargle. A great artist! I am very proud of him.\""
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"message": "\"I... I suppose they do..\"\n\nHe smiled softly at the Eevee, continuing to pet it as the Espurr draped across his shoulder, slightly jelious that the Eevee was getting more attention from it's trainer than itself, but it *Supposed* It could let it slide for now, Calem was rather happy himself after all.\n\n\"N... Normal types? Th... They're my favourite... A..Although I only have one a... And they're a little too big for here..\"\n\nThe boy then looked down at the Smeargle, waving to it with a soft smile and about to greet it when his psychic kitty jumped off of his shoulder and toddled curiosuly over to the normal type. It personally hadn't seen one before, and it looked a little funny in it's opinion, giving a playful giggle as it patted the end of their brush-like tail.\n\n\"Ah, E... Espurr, be careful p... Plea-\"\n\nBefore Calem could even finish his sentence, the little feline scambled back onto his shoulder and pressed it's paw against his cheek, leaving a mark from the paintish fluid that was on the Smeargle's tail, giggling a little.\n\n\"Ah... M..Merci Espurr... A..And I'm really glad you two get along well..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` A shy but sweet trainer: an encounter he wouldn't forget anytime soon. ```\n\nThe young man didn't expect the little Espurr to actually come to meet his Smeargle. Not that he minded it in any shape or form! He loved when his Pokémons made buddies with other Pokemons. It was always so nice to see them get along with others.\n\nThe Eevee purred a bit more as the trainer seemed rather happy, which caused Ilima to laugh a little at that sight. How sweet! He was so happy the two got along, well. His Pokémons were as nice as him, as sociable as well. \n\nSmeargle waved back at Calem as he waved at him with such a welcoming smile, letting out a little cry in a way to say \"Hello!\". \nAs it noticed the little Espurr making its way to itself, it waved to the other grey kitty as well, before looking over the kitty as he touched the green fluid in its tail, it seemed like real paint! \n\nIlima giggled as he noticed the print of the small one's paw on the Kalosian's cheek, moving a hand to his chin as if he was thinking. \n\n\"My, my! Look at you, a true masterpiece. At least that's what Espurr is probably thinking about!\" He teased, before gasping and joining his two hands together as he said that he loved normal types. No way!! People that liked normal types were so rare he thought he was actually dreaming, he actually had sparkles in his blue eyes.\n\n\"Oh, OH! You do?! How delighted I am! People that like normal are such rare and treasurable ones, ahh. I wish more people saw their potential, mh.\""
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"message": "The little feline nodded in agreement at the Alolan male's statement, pointing it's paws at the boy in a showy way as if their trainer was a magnificent peice of artwork that just *Had* To be shown off to everyone! It even gave little mews to alert the other two Pokémon at it's dazzling paw-print on it's spectacular trainer\n\nUpon being presented like this along with the compliment from Ilima, the ravenette's cheeks went a bright red as he squeaked and covered his face with his hands, clearly very embarrassed and flustered.\n\n\"E.. Espurr, mon ami, I... I know you like your paw-print b... But.. HHhhhHHh\"\n\nLooking up at the boy, the psychic type blebed and pat their chest as if to say \"No, I'm showing off *You* Aswell!\" To which Calem sighed and pet them softly as he moved his hands down from his rosy-cheeked face.\nHe then looked up at Ilima and nodder, smiling a little as the small kitty wiggled into his arms and curked up there, purring contently.\n\n\"O... Oui, K... Kanga was my first ever Pokémon a... And I've just loved normal types ever since... I..It is a shame that not many people like them..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```Similarities!```\n\nIlima laughed a little as the little cat-like Pokemon seemed so happy and proud of what he's just done to the poor timid boy. Of course the meowings alerted the two other Pokemons, which immediately looked up at the paw-print that was on his cheek.\nEevee let out a little cry of happiness, whereas Smeargle clapped his two dog like paws together in a joyful way. \n\n\"Oh, such a heartwarming moment! I can tell Espurr is very proud and content to be your partner.\" He said with the kindest of voice, the Eevee that laid on Ilima's laps soon started to yawn a little, cuddling a bit more against its trainer before closing its eyes to have a rest, purring lowly in joy. You could tell Ilima was taking great care of his Pokémons, their fur was shining and seemed so soft and nice to touch. \n\n\"Oh?! Really? I do own a Kangaskhan as well! It can mega evolve too. It is such a sweet Pokemon, seeing such sweetness between a mother Pokemon and its child just warm my heart up. It is enough to bright my day up!\" \n\n\"It is indeed a shame that not many people like them, but I am here to show people how great they are. I came a long way with them, they deserve their chance. For example: they have only one weakness, which is admirable! And, they can learn so much different types of moves! They're incredible.\" \nHe rambled on as he got started about normal types. He loved them so much you wouldn't blame him for being so talkative.\n\n\"Ah, I am so talkative today, I apologize!! It is just nice to know someone else likes normal types.\""
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"message": "\"Y... You really think so?..Hhhh..\"\n\nCalem couldn't help but blush more as the other Pokémon seemed happy with the Espurr's 'artwork', he knew his Espurr loved him but like- they didn't have to show him off like this, even if it was a kind gesture it just made him so flustered. Getting himself together a little, he looked up at Ilima and nodded, stroking the mischievous little psychic type which purred contently.\n\n\"I... It's quite alright, normal types are amazing... Heheh.. Y... You must be very lucky..\"\n\nThey gave a little sigh, the kitten-like Pokémon in his arms being nothing nire than just a ball of greyish-pinkish-purpleish fluff. Not that he minded of course, the Espurr was having a loaf moment, let it loaf.\n\n\"Y... You get to be praised for your talent, people don't c... Care if you have the same Pokémon as someone else b.. Because you're *Strong* A... And *Loved*..But if you're not strong and y... You have Pokémon that someone who *Is* Strong has, th... Then you're just a copycat weakling..\"\n\nCalem shook a little, rubbing his eyes with one hand as the Espurr nuzzled against their chest, mewing softly to help their trainer calm their shaking and nerves down, which worked.\n\n\"A... Ah, eheh... S..Sorry, this time I rambled on a bit..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` Calem, you're skilled too!```\n\nThe other's demeanor and speech only brought the pink haired one to frown slightly, shaking his head as he was denying his words, taking one of Calem's hand in his two tanned ones in a friendly way, probably to cheer him up a little. That's just the way he was, he was a man that could cheer anyone's mood up if so wished.\n\nHe'd cheer anyone's up, even the worst kind of person if he had to. He hated to see people being down and sad, so if he could bring happiness into anyone, he'd be the most content man on Earth, that's how big of a heart he had.\n\n\"Ah, there there Calem! You are not a copycat for owning the same pokemon, you're not a weakling for losing or anything in battles as well. You know, I always see things in a positive way. For example: don't tell yourself you lost because you are weak. Tell yourself you lost because your strategy was not on point, it happens! Everyone makes mistakes right? Instead of crying over your defeats, learn from them! Write down on a piece of paper what you think you did wrong. And once you figured this out, you can fix it and grow stronger!\" \nHe spoke with a cheerful smile, holding onto the trainer's hand a bit tightly. But after a while, he slowly let go of it and rested his two own hands down on his laps.\n\n\"You can ramble to me as much as you are willing to, I'll always be happy to listen to you! I really don't mind it.\""
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"message": "The noirette listened to the caramel man's words, part of him wanting to beleive them but the other part beleiving that this was all out of pity. That former bit of his mind did know that Ilima was speaking truthfully, that they truely and honestly *Did* Think that he wasn't as useless as he had beleived himself to be. Maybe he hadn't been told these words before, so his mind just didn't know how to react to the kindness. Or perhaps his spirit had been suppressed and clouded with so many negative thoughts for so long that it was hard to break out of them.\n\n\"I... I do try and write things down, b... But then I just don't know how to put them into words o... On paper..\"\n\nCalem then shook his head lightly, rubbing his eyes with his free hand. He knew Ilima only wanted to help, but he felt bad if he said his problems to them, someone as kind and gentle as them didn't deserve it. He tried to push a small smile onto his face, sniffling a little as his shaking calmed down. The little Espurr shuffled over and licked it's trainer's hand, nuzzling against them in an attempt to also help.\n\n\"N... Non non Monsieur, i... It is quite alright, I... I don't really want to talk about it f... Freely... Merci thought..\""
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```I'm here to help!```\n\nOf course Ilima's words weren't there because he pitied the poor younger boy: that was the complete opposite. In fact he found some kind of admiration for this boy, he understood he was anxious and insecure about himself for people probably expected him to be the person he wasn't, or perhaps he did not have the support Ilima always had the chance to hear from his family and friends. If no one wanted to tell him how great he was doing then Ilima most certainly will gladly tell him how great of a job he is actually doing and how nice it is to have a talk with him.\n\n\"Ah, I understand your issue! Perhaps I can help you with that one day. We can have friendly Pokemon Battle one day if you wish, and so I can show you how to transcript your actions into words.\" \nHe kindly offered to the other, smiling and chuckling a little at this sweet idea. \n\nHe adored to see how cheerful his Espurr was, it was just so adorable he couldn't help but to smile softly as he, once again, felt his heart melt in his chest.\nThat was when the two other Pokémon decided to crawl over the sad one, nuzzling both of their head against his hand. Smeargle even decided to paint a little green star on it!\n\n\"Hehe, that is quite alright Calem, you can always talk to me anytime you wish, I am here to help, I always enjoy helping people.\""
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"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "He looked up at Ilima, his blueish-grey eyes sparkling slightly like a light night sky. He nodded a little, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He hoped he didn't seem like he was over-reacting, he genuinely was trying his hardest to keep calm and feel better, although forcing happiness onto himself probably wasn't the best.\n\n\"A... A battle?..Th... That could be nice..\"\n\nThe ravenette murmured, looking down at the Pokémon which were all concerned for him. His cheeks went a little red as he felt his heart melt (metaphorically of course, otherwise he would be dead), gently petting the other male's Pokémon as his Espurr got a little jelious, nudging his arm slightly with a mew.\n\n\"M... Merci petit amis... Th... Thank you to Monsi- I mean I... Ilima..\"\n\nGiggling a little at his jelious feline, he picked it up and softly kissed it's forehead, the psychic type sticking it's toungue out and pushing it's trainer's face away from it... Before smiling and hugging their head tightly."
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` You don't have to thank me!```\n\nOnce the Smeargle was done with his beautiful masterpiece, he waved his tail proudly as he held onto it with his paw and pet his own chest proudly with a little cry. It made Ilima blink a few times before looking at his hand and arm that was now decorated with pretty flowers, they seemed so realistic in a way. He was always so amazed to see how his pokemon was skilled, he was so proud of them, like a father would be proud of his kids.\n\n\"Ah, this looks lovely, Smeargle! Thank you, I'll keep it as long as I can.\" He told his little pokemon, reaching his other hand to pet him softly with a chuckle.\n\nBut as Calem thanked him, he shook his head a little, letting out another chuckle through his lips. \n\"Oh dear, no. It is totally okay. I don't need anything, really!\"\nHe reassured but as he insisted, he sighed a little at the other's stubborn behavior. Though... He might have an idea.\n\n\"Ahhh, if you insist then... What about some berries for our little buddies? They deserve to be treated kindly, don't they? I am sure they'd enjoy a nice snack together!\"\nThe other's sparkling blue eyes filled with determination only made him smile even more."
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "\"B... Berries? I... I can do that..\"\n\nThe boy said with a little bit of unsurity, not that he wouldn't be able to pay or anything (he battled a heck ton of trainers back in Kalos and they gave quite the bit, especially with the stronger ones) but more so if he messed up, that constant doubt in the back of his mind. His Espurr however, was here to help, nuzzling it's fluffy cheek against it's trainer's face and providing a metaphorical light to fend off those bad thoughts. That's why Espurr was his therapy Pokémon, although the little feline may of been a bit sassy or jelious from time to time, it geniunely cared about it's trainer and was there to help when needs be.\n\n\"U... Uhm... Wh.. Where should we go th... Then?\"\n\nHe asked, standing up as his Espurr still clung to the side of his face, purring as it enjoyed being anywhere near it's trainer. The ravenette must of been as small as his self confidence because sweet Arceus was he just ***SMOL.*** Like- he's just so- pick up able and huggable (not to mention probably throw/puntable)?? It's like a little teddy bear of pureness and sweetness, it's just too good for this world."
},
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"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "``` Don't be so scared, you will do great, I believe in you!```\n\nIlima didn't have a single doubt in Calem, he knew he'd successfully do it. So as he stood up, so did the pink haired man. Honestly, he wasn't that much taller than the other. He was 5\"5 (165cm), and people always teased him on his small height but that wasn't something he was complaining about. \n\n\"Mmh, ah, when I was taking a walk, I went to the and noticed rather interesting fruit trees. Perhaps we can go and collect some berries there, I'm sure our little ones would love to take a walk outside as well!\"\nThe cheerful male suggested with a smile across his face, still. He always, constantly was smiling, you'd honestly wonder why but... Simply, that was just the way he was. Optimistic, cheerful. He always saw the good part of anything and anyone, somehow."
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"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "Calem gave a little nod, he quite liked woodland places and forests, they were always so beautiful and stunning in their own little ways, no matter the time, place or wheather. Even one of the more aggressive members of his team, a Pinsir, found calm in areas such as these.\n\n\"A... Ah, ok, th... That sounds great!\"\n\nThe small boy nodded to himself as he walked out and off towards , his Espurr not being able to cling onto the side of his head anymore and was now just resting on his shoulder, draped over it like a tired little towel."
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"author": "rufussy",
"message": "``` Scene moved to , the living-room is now free! ```"
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"author": "Cord",
"message": "A man in a light brown cloak would sit on a sofa, steaming cup in hand. There were at least six teabags submerged in that cup, but he would drink it contently and look at the lady that entered the room.\n\nHe cocked his head, curiosity beginning to fill his mind. She didn't seem like she came from a region he knew, and there was a sort of air around her that was different than the others. He decided to face her with a semi-loud voice, \"Excuse me Miss, but from which region did you come from?\""
},
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"author": "Lady Ibshar caprice Radmoor // \" I B B Y \"",
"message": "```an unexpected encounter```\n\nShe hadn't been aware off the other persons presence so it was only natural that she jolted upwards with a slight gasp. How long had the stranger been there for? Was she too captivated by the rooms decor? Oh my god that was so rude she wasn't a rude person she was meant to be quaint and delicate! \n\n_ _\n\nNone the less she gave him a small sweet smile. \"U-uhm moi? I come from the Kalos region\" She answered with slight hesitation in her voice. It was clear that she had been taken aback by the other man. Almost instantly she smoothed the non existing creases of her skirt as if she wasn't looking presentable. Presentation was always key! The last thing she'd want is to make one think of her to be a distasteful person. She carried herself a certain way, this was just a rare case scenario where that act would be dropped for a moment.\n\n_ _ \nShe may not be an expertise when it came to Pokemon battles but the way she presented herself and the way she was dressed too could easily make one think that she was someone of high status."
},
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"author": "Cord",
"message": "He shrunk back a bit, \"Apologies for the surprise, my name is Cord, what's your name?\", he offered out a gloved hand. He was a bit regretful for shocking the woman, and settled on a sofa opposite to her.\n\nHe didn't quite care about his appearance much, but he adjusted the fat emerald holding his cloak together. Cord felt that it was appropriate for the person he was talking to."
},
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"author": "Lady Ibshar caprice Radmoor // \" I B B Y \"",
"message": "```Small talk...```\n\nThe young women let out a small sigh of relief, taking the mans hand and giving it a soft shake. \"No no you're quite alright, I should have been been paying attention to my surroundings... Pleasure meeting you monsieur Cord.\" She replied re-collecting her usual calm posture. The calm posture that gave her half her grace. \n\n\"My name is Lady Caprice.\" Just as she usually would do, she'd never give out her first name. If she ever did it was always her nickname, she despised the way it rolled off of the tongue. Addressing her with her middle name for the time would have to do."
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"author": "Cord",
"message": "\"Its a nice name, but please don't blame yourself, the furniture is quite nice\", he says cocking his head to the side, and sipping on his mug. He relaxed himself and fished for a topic to talk about.\n\n\"Are you part of a big business, perhaps? Or royalty\", he asked, a bit curious about her background."
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"author": "Lady Ibshar caprice Radmoor // \" I B B Y \"",
"message": "```Kaloses jewel```\n\nShe nodded her head with agreement causing her mis-matching earrings to sway back and forth with a gentle clink. The furniture was the thing that had caught her attention in the first place, the interior design was astonishing. As someone that spent a lot of time decorating and moving furniture around she most certainly did respect the way the room was set up like.\n\nYou could say that she was almost flattered to hear that the young man had questions about her. \"Big business? I wish i could say it was big ahahah .... But I have participated in the Gloire Showcase Master Class, and other competitions like that! It's so easy to win the other ones but that Miss Aria is so hard to top.\" She said with a dejected sigh. Though she may be dubbed as Kaloses jewel she'd never be able to top Kaloses Queen."
},
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"author": "Cord",
"message": "He noticed that Caprice had quite the eye for detail, and admired it a bit; as he lot patience for such things. Signs in people, sure; but non-constant objects simply made his eyes wander somewhere else. \"Interesting, I'm sure you're quite skilled at your art. Though I suppose every road can be a tough one, and Kalos has quite the competition. I'm sure you'll get there! You did get invited here\", he said with a light chuckle"
},
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"author": "Lady Ibshar caprice Radmoor // \" I B B Y \"",
"message": "```modesty is the key to elegance```\n\nHer eyes where one of her most distinct features. Many told her time and time again how they adored it and it wouldn't make one wonder why. They seemed to sparkle in a way no other pairs of eyes can, like they held a secret, an answer that could change billions of lives. Thats the essence of being at (almost) the top of your class. Her eyes held truths that not even a single string of words could explain. \n\nThat comment made her twirl a strand of hair round her finger as her expression turned into a more sombre one. \"Oh no no you must be mistaken, i'm here as my fathers representative. He's the one that was the great trainer and the one that had success he simply wanted me to come here to fill his place was all.\" She honestly admit clearing her throat at the end."
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"author": "Steven",
"message": "*He walks downstairs trying not to alert anyone and sits in the chair opposite of Lady Caprice reading his book about various stones*"
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"author": "Lady Ibshar caprice Radmoor // \" I B B Y \"",
"message": "```I am a doer, not a dreamer.```\n\nShe couldn't help but awkwardly chuckle at that remark. Her dad was more than a bit apprehensive but more than a little eccentric. Everything had something to do with business, as he liked to say *\"Don't be afraid to sacrifice the good for greater!\"* She without a doubt was definitely her father's daughter. He wouldn't allow a single second to pass when he had dollar bills to make! It made her wonder how he found the time to battle. A balance that she still hadn't been able to make, a balance in life that only the lords knew whether or not she'd run into it. Though she said it loud and proud that she could fire so much further in life then her father, she happened to have her countless doubts about things. People like her dad were one in a billion, what were the chances that she two could be a person like that? The odds weren't likely... It was fun to pretend. \n\nCaprice shook her head slightly causing her hair to sway, \"Honestly my old man is too much of a workaholic he doesn't know what's good for him.\" She said with a dejected sigh, glancing at the other man that had just entered but only for a second figuring that he didn't want to be disturbed. She couldn't help but be curious about what he was reading before diverting her attention back to the champion. \"Music? Why of course I do... Any kind is satisfying to moi if i'm being honest... What about you?\""
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"author": "Cord",
"message": "The awkwardness was too familiar as Cord looks down. Being a champion's son wasn't sunshine, and his father's money was the only reason he didn't punt the man any earlier. He didn't mind having expectations on him since his hatred usually made him perform well, but the state of his home as a child was sickening. He would be connected to the ghosts that muttered nasty things outside his house, and the eerie piano everyone didn't touch in school. He admitted that he turned into a more... Childish version of his father, but he was too focused on everything else.\n\n\"Sounds like someone truly dedicated to something\", he had mixed feelings about it but decided to keep it short. \"Music is a big part of my life, I usually prefer symphonies rather than pieces with words\", he tapped on his knees, \"There is a particular album I like, though most people prefer hearing the first part only\""
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "❤️ 𝓨𝓮𝓼, 𝓐𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓴 ❤️"
},
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"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "Allister opened his eyes, blinking. Once, twice, and letting himself curl up into a ball, he yawned and closed his eyes. It was a gloomier day than he would have liked. This time, less open to excitement, since the buzz of the festival had died down, he just wanted a nap. He'd already said goodbye to Leon, after trying ~~and failing~~ at all the minigames, and some of his other energetic friends were basically off on their own at this point. So the tiny gym leader took this as the *Perfect* Time to catch up on a nap... If only something wasn't bothering him-\n\nYeah, Allister couldn't exactly figure out *What* Was annoying him, but he couldn't sit still long enough to fall asleep. Frustrating, since that was one thing he never struggled with. When he shook his head, he could feel the little tuft get tugged, making the boy yawn and slowly lift his chin. \"Mmm... No-\" Allister managed to mumble, before something else made a noise. \"N-no...\" He complained again. Another noise, yeah screw you too random sounds, and he lifted his head, grumbling a bit. \"S-scuse me,\" The kid huffed under his breath. He sat up, crossed his arms, and crossed his legs gently in front.\n\nWhat was it this time, something supernatural? Maybe it was the secrets of the island at work. Or maybe it was just that someone... Totally not the owner, had just gotten careless and let in a few spare litten. Regardless ow *What* Was causing it, the sound made Allister annoyed, probably beyond what was reasonable, and he stood with a frustrated, \"Hmph!\" I-if 'm gonna nap, 'm gonna do so in peace.\" At this declaration, the boy immediately headed for the door, only to be stopped by someone else."
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"author": "Hugh || NOT Qwilfish Head",
"message": "It was just another day, really. Hugh got up in his room and actually forgot he was on an island, on a *Vacation.* What got the male's mind so occupied that he'd be so forgetful? Throwing that aside, he yawns once more to clear the fog in his head and head for a quick shower to get himself more awake. During the wash, while running his hands through his hair, it came to him. Blake. They're together now. The memory of it brings roses to his cheeks but he shakes his head to clear his mind. *\"Must act cool about it.\"* After his morning cleansing, he exited the bathroom and thought, hey, was there perhaps free breakfast around here? At least something he can fix up himself then.\n\nNow well adorned, he left his room and reached for his Xtransceiver from his pocket. He considered calling Blake to check up on him, but then decided not to since the brunet might still be asleep. Honestly, he didn't know what to do today. Maybe he can finally check out the beach and bathe out in the sun. Last time he was in the sands, that Caitlin got all up at him. A good day of relaxation sounded good, and he just remembered that he probably needs some suitable wear. That's when he noticed the day being a bit under the weather. Huh. It can also rain in paradise, couldn't it? \n\nNot watching where he was going, basically looking out the corridor's windows, he stepped into a room just in time as it opened and almost walked into someone else. Thankfully, Hugh catches himself. \"Whoa.\" The person in front of him looked like he was in some sort of costume. \"Halloween... That's right. It's coming up.\" That mask looked very intricate, not like those store bought masks. \"Someone's in spirit.\" ~~Pun not intended.~~ \"Did you make it yourself?\" Kids always amazes Hugh in some way. Then again, he's biased because of his little sister. Thinking this is just a quick passerby, he doesn't introduce himself."
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"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "Oh poor Hugh. Now that he mentioned how much it bothered him, Allister wasn't keen on letting it go. He might keep it in the back of his mind, in case the teen bothered him again. Or... Maybe he shouldn't. His tendency to keep a record on everything stupid someone did, just in case, was a nasty lil habit that he should probably break.\n\"Hmm? Oh. Ye. J-just me,\" He responded with a little nod. *\"Don't* Ask about my parents.\" He added, with a tone much harsher and sharper than anything seen from the soft spoken boy up until then.\n\n\"'M not a Sigford, if tha's what your wonderin'. Arceus knows I can' stand them,\" Allister said, a bit out of nowhere. Meanwhile, the room around the fireplace had gotten even colder, and he took a seat next to the flames holding out his hands to warm them. In the other hand, he'd reached under his coat, placing a tiny hand on his silver knife, just in case. Though he much rather befriend whatever was watching them. Oh yeah, speaking of which-\n\n\"Good goal, b-but strength is useless if you don' have somethin' to overcome... Hey, d-do you get the feeling we're being watched?\" He looked up at Hugh, still hiding the knife since he was aware, yeah he's still the most suspicious being in the room right now...\nIn the background a case fell over, making a terribly loud sound, which startled everyone."
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"author": "Hugh || NOT Qwilfish Head",
"message": "Hugh visibly shuddered from the tone of the other but he doesn't further ask. \"Uh... Okay.\" It felt awkward after that so Hugh stayed put. The fire in the fireplace shifted as the logs continue to burn. Even with its heat, the air around them seem cold still. \"Didn't know the weather outside is so cool that it's effecting the inside of the mansion.\" He rubs his arms to keep warm. Gritting his teeth, his eyes flick over to this weird kid. \"Are their heating systems down or something?\" Funny thing is that before he walked into the living room, the halls were a decent temperature. \n\n\"You too?\" Hugh scoffs along lightheartedly. \"I'm taking this vacation but if we're all suddenly herd into a big room as some kind of test, I'm not going to be the idiot to risk myself. All of this seems too good to be true.\" Hugh doesn't dislike vacation, but he preferred it with his family. They weren't invited though. Only the strongest of trainers apparently. That came to the spiky hair wanting to ask Allister something. Anyone would be curious. It's formalities at this point to ask someone what position they hold. For all the Unovan knows, this kid could be the champion of some region.\n\nThere's plenty Hugh still needs to overcome. He'll definitely use that strength for good but he's not going to tell his life story to someone he just met so he solemnly nods in agreement. He pauses when he heard Allister asking him an eery question. \"Um, no?\" He actually didn't. But the moment the words left his lips, he sure as hell felt a *Presence* In there. He assumed someone was going to enter the room—sixth sense and all that. Yet, no one stepped in. That's when the case fell over and Hugh popped up from his crouched position. \"What—what the hell?\" He went over to observe it, digging through his mind for logical reasons on how it fell. But the base was obviously stable. *\"Is this some kind of prank?\"* He glances over his shoulder at the only other person in the room. He's denying other possibilities, even though he had some inkling about it earlier."
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"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "As much as Allister would have loved for this to be an elaborate prank, it wasn't one. At least not one that he had any control over. The chill in the air made him shiver, as if it was unnaturally cold, like some malevolent force had made its way into the room with them. Or perhaps it was less of a danger, and more a nuisance that sought to scare both of them for the fun of it. Regardless, the vase breaking made him go pale, if that was even possible for the already doll-like child. \"... Um, scuse me?\" Allister asked. He stood, making it more obvious how shakey he was. His skinny legs and tiny hands trembling as he glanced around the room.\n\"C-could you show yourself? I's not nice t' bother people l-like this.\" But alas, no reply. Not even another broken vase or two.\n\"Mmm, d-definitely a spirit...\" He mumbled under his breath. But for some reason, he couldn't hear the voice. \"... Hullo?\" He tried one last time, but again, the same.\n\"Odd... I can't h-hear anyone...\" Oh no, did he say that out loud? He did, didn't he. \"I m-mean um...\" He looked up at Hugh, hoping the older kid didn't hear what he'd just said. It was already odd enough that he was sitting around, alone, with a knife no less.\n\"... You th-think the home owner is messing with us? I wouldn' be s-surprised...\" Even though he *Would* Be. Allister was *Convinced* That this room was haunted. And good luck changing his mind."
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"author": "mikacosplay",
"message": "`Yoinking this for Harley, Leon and the Pokemon gang!!`"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "After waking up and getting ready for the day along with changing Teddiursa's bandages, she went out to the living room with breakfast for the group. She was neat, so she ate at the couch, but she had set all the Pokemon food at the coffee table since it was easy to clean. She ate some of her food and set it aside on the little table next to the couch, leaning back and sighing. Man, after dealing with some snoring bears, she hardly got sleep. If she did fall asleep, she was woken up by one of those louder snorts that occasionally falls between regular snoring.\n\n\"....\" While already kinda dozing off, she checked her social media for any morning updates along with using the map to look at nearby areas. Maybe she'd find something new to go to today... After a nap, perhaps. She liked the idea of both the boba store and the shops to get a nice drink and some souvenirs, but, with the new Pokemon, she didn't want to cause another uproar in the town. Maybe today was just a day to stay in the mansion... Who knows."
},
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "The Ursaring and her cubs weren't as neat as Harley. With food prepared for them, they scarfed down everything on the plate and wanted to look for more. This wasn't enough for a breakfast! They need about four more servings of that! They crawl over to Harley and urged her to make more, their stomachs still growling. Going outside with these wild Pokémon would catch some confusion, so if Harley wished to, she could always return them into their Pokéballs. Their head shifted toward the door, sensing something approaching.\n\n\"Smell food in here, huh, buddy? Then we're in the *Kitchen*!\" He slams the door open as if he was searching for the kitchen for a while now. Besides his regular champion garb, he had on something light since training this morning. He's sweating, not even considering taking a shower first before eating. But as soon as he realized that this was *Not* The kitchen, his expression held confusion. \"Good morning. Excuse me if we shocked you.\" But instead, the Teddiursa went over to John (Charizard) and climbed on the fire/flying-type like he's some sort of jungle gym! Ursaring was close by, watching her cubs and Leon had the gall to stand next to the paranoid mother. \n\nHe already forgotten Harley was in the room too."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"Ah- I'm awake! Huh- more food..? Hm... You guys got big bellies, I know. I'm tryin not to drain the kitchen, but I'll see if they have some sort of, Pokemon pantry.\" She muttered, standing up and nearly falling over with the door slammed open. Turning her head to see Leon. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit from that, knowing the cop mentioned something about him breaking shit with Allister.\n\n\"Yeah no, not the kitchen. The kitchen wouldn't just be at the front of the mansion. Also, maybe don't slam the door open? I heard you already broke something in this town.\" She replied, not really fazed by his status. Harley was mostly just grumpy from a lack of sleep.\n\n\"Hm... Hey- Teddiursa. Get off of his Charizard hun.. You gotta ask before climbing all over strangers.\" She spoke, patting Ursaring's shoulder and looking to the kitchen door afar. \"If you're lookin for the kitchen, though, I gotta go there too. You can follow.\" Harley replied simply as she started gathering up the plates. \"And y'all gotta eat nicer, Kay? I know you're hungry, and still kinda wild, but we can't have food on the floor or anything.\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "He noticed Harley again when she spoke up and Leon turns to her with a wide smile on his face. \"Oh, I'll just keep looking then!\" He paused when listening to her since she was speaking like she knows him. Was she scolding him? \"I don't think I'm strong enough to bring the mansion down just by slamming the door!\" He tries to excuse. \"What-\" So even she know of his wrongdoings. Leon doesn't say anything besides nervously scratching his cheek. \"What got you the idea it was me...?\"\n\nThe female went on along though, talking to her Pokémon companions. \"Did you just catch them? John wasn't a polite eater himself, at first. Always snatched the food out of my hand before I could give it to him!\" He explained with a grin and the Charizard flushed in response. That was back in his Charmander days! \"Oh, by the way, my name's Leon! Champion from Galar!\" He does that pose of his: three fingers out and his arm extended to the air. \"And you are?\" It seems he doesn't know and remember who Harley is yet... \n\nThe Teddiursa doesn't seem to understand (or they're simply not listening) and they continue to crawl all over Lizardon. He doesn't seem to mind. He's climbed all over all the time. Especially by that trainer best friend of his. Ursaring glared John down, though, as if she's jealous and wary at the same time. This makes the orange beast shrink back a bit but he doesn't dare move a muscle in case one of the cubs fall, and he'll get his throat full of claws from that mama bear there... The injured Teddiursa is by her mother, though, looking pretty offended she can't go climbing on John too."
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\".....\" She gave him a look that showed she was basically dead inside right now, composing herself before answering his questions. \"Met a cop that described a purple haired man with a cape causing shit with a masked boy. I know well enough that's you n' the ghost leader.\" She explained while stacking the dirty plates and brushing some crumbs onto them from the table.\n\n\"Yeah.. Just caught them. Momma's cub got injured badly, so I took the whole group in.\" She explained before freezing. Leon had no clue who she was? Are you kidding? Composing herself once more, she set the plates down and walked over to him. \"Harley Fraser. I'm the steel-type gym leader of Galar, if you care at all.\" Harley answered sarcastically.\n\n\"Anyways, I'm going to the kitchen, and I know you suck at directions. So you're following me so I can sort this stuff. C'mon-\" Harley paused and went over to the cubs, gently lifting them off of John and setting them down by Ursaring. She then collected the stack of plates again, turning and heading down the hall to wherever the kitchen was at."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "He got even more nervous from such an \"Assumption.\" Yet he holds his hands up in defense. \"Things kept happening. I don't think we're the ones to blame, aheh...\" If this was Galar, though, this would've even been even more nerve-wracking. Oleana would be on his case about it. Not only that, he'll tarnish that perfect image of himself. In the midst of it- he wanted to be chaotic! He, as a person, has the right to act out sometimes! At least, that's what he learned from his best friends which are such rebels themselves. Welcoming the topic change, he raise his hand for a handshake with the Ursaring.\n\nThe mama bear just stares at him as if he a looney.\n\n\"I'm Leon!\" He tells the Pokémon as if she didn't hear him the first time he introduced himself. \"I can already tell you're going to be a strong Pokémon, Ursaring. I know John's looking forward to battling you someday!\" Meanwhile, said orange beast was on the ground, overwhelmed by the climbing two Teddiursa. And yes, now it includes the injured Teddiursa who didn't want to pass this moment up! \"Harley, excuse me for forgetting you. Minor divisions don't have as much attention as the major ones. Plus, I never went to the the gym leader gatherings when they're held.\" He lets out a short laugh, before smiling at her. It seemed lonely in a way. \"I hope it's fun!\"\n\nHis stomach growled in time as Harley was going to lead him to the kitchen. \"This mansion is huge! I'm surprised you don't get lost yourself.\" Except, he's just making an excuse for himself. Along with an invitation to the island, there's a map for the mansion! \"If you're going to cook something up, let me join! I know how to get your energy up with a simple plate, watch me!\" He winked at Harley and cross his arms as if declaring it would make it any more true."
},
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "She let out a simple sigh, kinda mad but kinda amused by the himbo acting... How they do. \"Hm. I get that a lot. Minor league isn't recognized much. It's an optional gym.. Not many people choose to battle unless they know well enough about Raihan's tactics to train with me.\" She explained, shrugging it off. \"I have a side job at a workout gym doin self defense classes. So it ain't so bad.\" She explained, heading off to the kitchen. \n\n\"Hm.. I memorized my room, the kitchen, the gym and the way out. Other than that, I use the map. First couple of days I did get lost, though.\" She replied, chuckling just a tad. \"Ah, but I'm mainly just cookin for the group. I ate enough, but they've got big stomachs.\" Harley explained.\n\n\"... I don't mind you helping though. Maybe if we can find a bit of that dynamax mix we can make curry.\" She suggested, stepping into the kitchen and looking for some sort of pantry. Once she found another door, she opened it and found a pantry- probably one of a few - and she then began looking for the mix."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"Self-defense classes? I wouldn't mind taking some of that!\" Leon already knows some thanks to his Master. And, well, it comes with being popular—which could be a good or bad thing. He follows her but almost got distracted spotting this painting on the hall's wall. It displayed what looked like a tree and a bird. The drawing is beautiful, painted with watercolor which makes it appear almost realistic. Although the splash of color made it look like something someone saw through a dream. While this tree appear to show such life, the bird portion of the art is eery—the colors around it seemingly faded. John, Ursaring, and the cubs decided to stay back in the living room, so these two were on their own. Good thing Harley kept talking because he found her from her voice.\n\nOnce the two made it to the kitchen, Leon looked around for the mix too. \"I should work on my memory then. Maybe if we get some eggs filled with Omega-3 DHA it could help. Aheh, I usually forget about those too. It's great for helping your brain.\" He's not dense to *Not* Notice Harley is tired. \"Apples are good too. They have glucose to get your brain going. Better than overdosing on coffee- you don't want to crash later.\" For an idiot, he at least had *That* Common knowledge. (How else would he keep up with himself?) When looking in the pantry for the curry mix, he found something! Leon suddenly starts laughing from it. \"Ha! Whoa—to find it here!\" He digs out the box upon the others and shows it to Harley. \"Let's make curry from this! With all the strongest trainers invited here, I'm not surprised the Sigford are big fans too!\""
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"It's pretty fun according to the people that take the classes. I specialize in teaching self defense to trainers along with their Pokemon.\" She replied, turning her head just a bit so she didn't sound muffled by being in front of Leon. \"One free class for new students. Course, ya gotta wait till we get back to Galar.\"\n\nWithout noticing his near distraction, she continue to the kitchen and started searching, blinking as Leon blabbered about a bunch of nutritional stuff. Sure, she knew about staying healthy too, but lordy... \"Hm. Yeah, those are alright. You also need enough sleep and water... It's also good to just pay attention.\" She replied, find some berries and picking them up to inspect them.\n\n\"Hm?\" She turned her head to see Leon proud of himself for, one, finding the box, and two, being on the box. \"Hm, I don't think they're fans, no offense. But it's just food. My experiences with the folks here is... Eh. They don't all despise Pokemon, but they're probably on the lower bracket.\" She explained, grabbing some of the berries that fit the flavor profile of the curry. \"Speaking of those folks- I oughta check n see if Raihan's doing better.\" She replied while looking at her butt pocket where her phone was."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "He seems stubborn with the fact though. While opening the box, he tries reasoning with her. \"I'm telling you, they're fans! This curry box is almost rare. As the strongest trainer of Galar-\" He cockily beats his chest once. \"-it gets sold out fast. But... The taste is about normal.\" It's almost an offense that such a mediocre curry mix has him on the cover. Or is Leon just thinking that because he was forced to try so much of their samples until it was \"Perfect?\" Meanwhile as Harley is preparing the berries, Leon picked at the plastic packaging that held the curry. \"Oh? I admit it could, er, be my fault for riling them up—at my end. What happened to you? Aside from talking to that cop that you mentioned earlier.\"\n\nLeon tilts his head from the mention of Raihan's name. \"Did he get sick?\" He haven't been seeing much of his rival since coming to this island. Besides the occasional \"Passing by.\" He missed it in a way. They didn't always have to battle. Hanging out was always another option. Still, since they're out of Galar, might as well meet new people, right? \"It's probably because he's always on that Rotomphone of his all day.\" He says that with a slight chuckle. The guy is addicted to his self portraits—selfies. \"Tell him to come on by! We could make curry together!\" And that's when the curry package finally ripped opened, and some of its content dust the counter and air. It caused Leon to sneeze."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"In all honesty, it's probably just the people that run the mansion.\" She replied, bringing the berries out and setting them on one of the counters. \"Not to be rude- seriously. It's just, this town has a bad rep to me now.\"\n\nHarley then started looking around for bowl to wash the berries in, basically just opening and closing a bunch of cabinets until she found one. \"Ah, no, he ain't sick. He's probably as mad as I am.\" She explained, sighing heavily. \"Long story short, Teddiursa got stuck in a bear trap, so we took the whole group and a cop accused us of being all suspicious. So we both got mad after having a pretty decent day of eating some food and riding around on my Copperajah.\"\n\nAfter finally finding a bowl, she brought it over to put the berries inside, setting it under the sink and letting water run down to wash it all. Harley then pulled her phone out, per Leon's request, to contact Raihan about joining them.\n\n*'Morning Raihan. Leon wants you to come make curry with us. Mostly for him and the Pokémon.'* Harley typed it all out and sent the text, letting the phone fly back into her pocket. \"Ah, to be fair, he really wasn't on his phone much. Maybe it's just a public stunt or something. Or maybe he uses it to combat social anxiety? Hm, I dunno.\""
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "He seemed awed... As much as he could before scrunching his face up and sneezing again. \"Raihan mad? That's rare.\" If anything, he always saw the dragon trainer *Determined* More than angry. Maybe frustrated? He saw those blue eyes of his glowing within that dusty Sandstorm trick of his. Under his breath, Leon coughs into his face. \"I... Wouldn't blame them if they find us suspicious-\" Not to refer back to his and Allister's shenanigans. He collects the curry powder in a bowl and searched for a measuring cup for the water—per the instructions. \"Bear trap, huh?\" That reminded him of the low security when he first came here. \"Maybe it's been left back from the crooks who were here earlier on? They're probably gone now. I've heard there was this gang that robbed people's Pokémon before too, but I should've known this island is full of strong trainers. So, they were stopped quickly. Ah, well, before I could come in to help anyway.\"\n\nHarley's phone rung from a notification and it flies out from her pocket to show her. *\"Morinin. Nah, i dont eat breakfast.\"* It read.\n\nLeon wondered about that. \"That's a big stunt he's pulling then. Social anxiety—no way!\" Although he's barely saying anything on the matter... Maybe he's keeping it a secret. Leon cross his arms and decides to throw a joke. \"He's probably attention seeking. Raihan has Piers to get him out from bed, so don't worry about him.\" He cleared his throat, receives that measuring cup, and rinses it. It felt a little awkward after he said that, as if there's some kind of bitterness."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "Harley awkwardly grabbed a nearby napkin, handing it over as she moved the berries around to wash them off. \"Yeah, frustrated I guess. I'm too frustrated to explain it in larger words other than mad.. But anyways, it was stressful.\" She replied, raising a brow. \"Crooks, robbing Pokémon? But- if they were robbing Pokémon, why would they nearly kill them? It kinda makes sense... Just- ugh, I wanna find them myself and palm strike their noses.\"\n\nHarley grumpily popped a berry in her mouth as she saw the phone fly up with the reply. \"Ugh, the hell does he mean he doesn't eat breakfast? He doesn't even eat a lot... I'm kinda worried. He's a skinny dude.\" She spoke, grabbing the phone and replying *'You need food.'* Followed by an angry emoticon.\n\n\"He's got a bunch of fans, and I bet that comes with a bunch of doubt and backlash, trying to be perfect for them...\" Harley suggested, finding a strainer to then strain the excess water. \"He keeps his fans happy, then probably goes on home and tries to make sure he's pleasing them all. Kinda like my sis... Shes always trying to make sure she's a perfect influence for the town... Trying to get Kabu's attention.\""
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "He got some water in the measuring cup and pour it in the bowl with the curry mix. Leon starts mixing it, but he's distracted—mainly on about the crooks. \"Bad guys are bad guys, Harley. They'll hurt anyone just to get their way. Maybe even kill, believe it or not.\" He thought about it a little more. As the curry mix started to liquidate, he took a taste. \"Anyone who hurts Pokémon... It's not good. I hope they're all gone, but if they're around, you can palm strike their noses then!\" To break from the tense conversation, Leon lightly chuckles and as-seemingly-always smiles at Harley's direction. Hearing her comment from Raihan's reply, Leon chimed in, \"He usually doesn't eat when he's emotional.\" Since being pals with the guy for almost a decade, he'd know that much. Then again, it's ironic he doesn't know much else.\n\n\"Raihan likes to live in the present. He never talked about his family or his past before the gym challenge. Even after all these years, he's as tight lipped as usual.\" Leon *Did* Find it a bit off, but as much as the champion is energetic, he has the courtesy to not ask. Well, look how much years it has been now... \"He always had the knack of turning the conversation or brushing us off.\" ~~That's partly Leon's fault for being so self-absorbed at times~~. \"At this point, I feel like it's impossible to get anything from him. At least, he seems happier now? Uh, most days if not all of them!\" Maybe it's because Leon is used to consoling Hop that he instinctively raise his hand to pat Harley's head. \"Ah—oops.\" He withdraws it just as quickly. \"You're a good friend, but Raihan is the one who chose to take on that kind of life. Maybe it's something that stemmed from his past but we'll never know if he never confides to us.\"\n\nThe bit about having a perfect influence to the town made Leon pause, and he thought about it some more. He wanted to offer some champion words but even *He's* Caught up on that. Harley's Rotomphone glows up from a reply. *\"Im not hungry when i get up in the mornin.\"* With a 😤 emoji afterwards. *\"Besides, i have other stuff to do\"* \n\n\"What did he say?\" Leon asked. He was onto the rice now, measuring it and going over to the sink again."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"Man, I know- but cmon. I've seen all the cases of Team Rocket and whoever in all these regions just stealing Pokemon. They just want to upset trainers... But murder? I know it's possible- but it's just, terrible. Unthinkable.\" She replied, smiling a tad from the palm strike comment. \"I'd gladly whoop their asses, even if I get in trouble.\"\n\n\"...\" She sighed as she heard the comment on Raihan not eating when upset. That wasn't really a good sign at all - overeating seemed a bit better than undereating. It also upset her a bit that the Champion, who seemed to know him well, didn't worry about it as much. \"He brushes things off and acts sly- yeah, I know. But that doesn't really mean it should be normal or okay, yknow? It's a coping mechanism.\" She explained, watching him work on the curry before hearing the phone make noise again.\n\n\"Change starts from inside yourself but- ... He might not think he needs to fix some stuff. Someone else might have to show him after he's normalized his routine.\" She explained, slowing down as she read the text. \"Hm... Saying he doesn't get hungry in the morning. And that he's busy. Bullshit on that- we're bringing him something after this.\" She explained while motioning the phone to go away.\n\n\"So, anyways, do you need help with the curry? I figured some berries in it would help with the flavor, but I have no clue what's going on in your uh, cheffy head. I also don't know what the packaging says.\" She added."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"This is the real world after all,\" He seems to say matter-of-factly. \"Not only murder but...\" There's trafficking and other stuff Leon won't mention. The champ reads and that didn't only include novels. There has been those articles online too. He's wordless about the coping mechanism part. He's so used to Raihan keeping quiet and appearing so laidback on the outside that he forgot. But unlike Harley, Leon saw this episode many times before and every time—Raihan bounces right back. \"The one closest to him right now is Piers. When they get to it, they will.\" He's nothing more to the dragon tamer than a rival anyway, someone to defeat and become champion. At least that's what the Galarian thought.\n\nAfter rinsing the rice, Leon puts it in a rice cooker and turns it on. \"Go ahead and add the berries! Instructions? I've only got to the 'add water' part. I'll trust you for the rest. I'll be right back!\" He takes off from the kitchen, leaving Harley alone for a small while...\n\n*Small* Is a bit of a stretch. \n\nIt probably took half an hour before Harley could hearing shouting from the hall. Then, the door slammed open to the room and Leon was present... Along with Raihan who was dragged from his room, struggling."
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"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"What the hell d'ya want!\" He exclaimed, butt on the ground. Since he was, in fact, still in bed just before, he didn't have his regular hoodie nor headband. His hair isn't even up. \"What's so important anyway? Can't I just be alone?\" He seems more irked than usual. Well, if you were dragged out of your bed against your will, you would be annoyed too. He haven't noticed Harley yet—more focused on Leon robbing him."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"Hm..\" She grabbed a cutting board and knife as to chop the berries up just a little bit so they didn't go in the curry whole. \"And I know that too. He needs support though, from more than one person. As much as I trust Piers to help, this is one of those things- just.. Just trust me.\" She spoke, cutting up the berries and tossing them in the curry with each one finished.\n\n\"Alright then.\" She replied simply, following the instructions until she felt like she was waiting forever for Leon to come back. \"Where the he-\" She went to ask, yknow, no one, but she then heard the grumbling and facepalmed. \"Leon for f- I didn't ask for you to drag his ass in here! Anyways...\" She sighed as she stirred the curry, looking over at Raihan and smiling a bit. \"I did not ask for him to do that- so I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you Rai. You gotta get something in your stomach. Yesterday you didn't eat much from the buffet, and you didn't touch the ice cream. Literally- like, one meal man.\"\n\nShe motioned to the curry whilst dipping a finger in to taste it. She really didnt care about how it was piping hot- she just needed to check it. \"....Seems to be fully cooked. Try to maybe find some uh- anti-bear-shenanigans bowls. So they don't make a mess-\""
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"author": "Leon & Raihan",
"message": "\"I know, but I thought I could just drag him here myself!\" Leon says as if his action was justified. \"You're going to get a stomachache if you don't eat, Raihan. We're all worried about you.\"\n\nRaihan seems quiet. \"I was sleeping in. Lemme have that, geez.\" Raihan got off the floor as soon as he heard Harley. \"Har, you're here too?\" He sighs deeply and rub the back of his neck. \"Forget what ya just saw. Ugh, what a pain.\" He meant her having to witness his display. How lame. He brush the hair from his face and stood next to Harley, observing her cooking. He seem taller with his hoodie off. He still dons his sleeping wear—a tank top and sweatpants. His skinny figure is even more apparent. \"Whatever. Since I'm here... Hm? Curry again? Lee, ya gotta have more variety.\" He grabs a spoon and dip it in the sauce to try too. \"Mm, ya got it.\" He turns to leave the kitchen. \"I'm full now. See ya-\"\n\nBut Leon stops him by hugging him around the waist. \"That's not all! You have to try it with rice!\" And with his strength, he drags Raihan back to where they are. \"For Ursaring and her cubs, we could use those mixing bowls. They're big enough for them to burrow their faces in.\" He got the rice and the rest of the curry on the dishes. \"Our guests are probably hungry- let's go! Hurry!\" Masterfully, he balanced the dishes on his hands and along his arms like a chef.\n\nOnce again, Raihan exhales in exhilaration. \"No offense but I'm not gonna be hanging out with ya two the whole time. I'm gonna go see P later, got that?\" He took some dishes from Leon to help out. The three would make it back to the living room, where the couch somehow got some scratch marks and the chairs turned on their sides. John was pressed to the wall with a bewildered expression as the two healthy Teddiursa are playing tag with each other, messing up the place. Ursaring is with the injured Teddiursa, licking her wounds."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "She blinked a few times and sort of stared Raihan up and down before looking away due to his comment. \"Yeah I'm here. I'm still taking care of the four. But uh, it's fine.\" She replied, though his apparent figure made her a bit more upset, wondering if he may have actually been unhealthy.\n\n\"Look, sit down and eat with us. You need energy. Normally I'd be able to tell if you were pale or something but, you've got melanin. You just need to eat something. Sometimes I skip breakfast, yeah, but you had one meal yesterday.\" She explained, grabbing those mixing bowls to help out. \"We won't keep you, don't worry about that. Well- I won't keep you. The lunatic that dragged you out of bed might.\"\n\nShe snickered a bit and helped bring the bowls in, setting them down and patting Ursaring's shoulders \"Hey- hey- you can't lick those. I put antibacterial cream on them-\" She replied, rewrapping the wounds and sighing. \"You could have some bacteria on your tongue- plus, the ointment isn't good to ingest...\" Harley motioned to the bowls whilst lifting the Teddiursas to get them in a comfortable position to eat.\n\n\"If you guys could watch them real quick- I gotta get the medical supplies from my room. Ursaring, you watch your cubs and be good. These two are trustworthy. .... Mostly.\""
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"author": "Leon & Raihan",
"message": "Raihan doesn't seem to have any other choice as of now so he decided he'll play along. At least it'll be faster than resisting. \"Fiiine.\" He sits himself down, spotting the wild Pokémon and Leon's partner. \"Harley Quinn, ya should keep them in their Pokéballs after this. It'll only make us get into more trouble if they ruined anymore of the place.\" He didn't mean to have the attitude. The Teddiursa came on over and immediately on the table to eat their fill. Ursaring started coughing from tasting the antibacterial cream. She rubs her tongue all over the couch, dirtying it more.\n\nLeon got Charizard a plate and chuckle upon seeing the Teddiursa getting their faces dirty. They're babies after all. The three would just have to clean up after. \"I want to spend more time with you, Raihan,\" He replies honestly, and shooting the taller male a grin. \"Sure, this island is a chance to meet new people but that doesn't mean we have to avoid each other, is there?\"\n\nRaihan was actually enjoying Harley's cooking that he didn't pay attention to what Leon was saying. \"Hm. Weird. Hey Harley, d'ya make this curry yourself?\"\n\n~~*\"He ignored me?\"* Leon thought, feeling silly for sounding so serious.~~ \"Go ahead!\" The champion allowed Harley and sat down at the table too. \"Ha! What you're tasting is the champion curry powder!\" He displays his Charizard pose while sitting down.\n\nRaihan's brows furrow. \"Wait. *That* Curry powder they forced ya to eat until it was perfected?\" Leon... Slowly nods with a uncomfortable look on his face. Ursaring glances over at Harley with an impatient face—as if to tell her to hurry up, get the supplies, and come back quickly."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "After jogging for a bit, Harley came back with the supplies, just in time to hear the wretched nickname. She seemed a tad bit annoyed from the nickname, but she went with it as Raihan was already bummed. If it cheered him up, she would allow it. \"Yeah... They willingly let me catch them last night. I'll uh... Find a stain remover around here for that...\" She replied, gently grabbing Teddiursa and applying the cream once more. \"And Leon, you were sayin he was perfectly fine by himself earlier.\"\n\nShe eyed him a bit as she secured the bandage again, looking at Raihan from the question. \"Ah, sorta. We both worked on it. He started up the rice n powder. I found the bowls and added some nice berries to the mix.\" Harley answered, shrugging at the comment on his champion mix. \"It's not that different from any other instant curry. It's just catered to Leon's curry preferences.\"\n\nHarley started to eat, occasionally eyeing the Pokemon to see if they were making more messes with backsplash. \"... Still good though. Never as good as fresh, unprocessed curry, but, it's good.\""
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "She watched the two talk, rubbing her head with a mixture of irritation and amusement from how they bickered. \"Okay, look. Raihan, you need to eat a full meal, so no sir. Second of all, I'm not gonna go nowhere until I clean up what just- happened.\" Harley explained, looking at the injured one getting scraps on the floor. \n\n\"Reckon I'll teach them how to clean too, since it's their mess. But then, after that, we can go somewhere. Hmm... Maybe the beach???\" She suggested, shrugging a bit. \"The beach is pretty widespread, so we can distance ourselves and let them have some fun without, yknow, scaring people.\" Harley explained, patting Teddiursa's head. \"We cant get those wounds wet, but we can also do sand castles and play a game in the sand, right?\""
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"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan groaned. What was with these two wanting him to stick around? The dragon-type specialist thought he could just stay home for the day and browse on his phone. The rooms even has a television. He thought that maybe he could check up on his dramas that he binged watched before coming here but noooo. Every time he tries to escape, Leon stops him—along with Harley wanting him to eat like she's his... Mother or something. Unless... \"There's no point in multiple people cleaning so...\" He turns to Leon and pokes at the champ's chest for every emphasis in his words. \"If ya *Want* Me to come *Along*, at least lemme *Change* Outta my pajamas, *Aight*?\" That made sense to Leon so he briskly nods in return. Turning to Harley this time, Raihan puts his hands on his waist. \"When I finish up, I'll help ya guys clean if you're still on it.\" He leaves the room right after."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"Alright, let's get cleaning!\" Leon fist pumped toward the air. John also seems determined to clean up. \"The quicker we are, the sooner we can go to the beach. I can't wait!\" For him to get *This* Excited even though the champ went to the beach himself every morning seemed weird. Perhaps it's because it's with friends this time. Morning training with simply his Pokémon can get lonely without another mouth to talk to. Getting a dust pan and broom, Leon starts sweeping under the table. John got some napkins to clean spills off the table. Meanwhile, the Ursaring and her injured cub was at the corner of the room, cuddling. The two healthy Teddiursa are climbing and touring the whole room once again—not taking part of cleaning up."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "Harley simply gave a reassuring hand wave, not wanting to tick Raihan off too much. \"Yeah, we can clean up. Don't worry. You get ready and chill and stuff.\" She replied, watching him leave. She then turned and went to find more cleaning supplies, grabbing some leather-safe wipes and handing one to each of the healthy cubs. \n\n\"Don't eat these. Don't lick them. Watch.\" She replied, taking a wipe and starting to wipe down one of the sofa cushions. \"Like that. Do the whole couch and get the crumbs out, mmkay..?\" She replied, hoping they'd understand and start cleaning. After all, it was their mess; they were cute, but she'd make them contribute. While lazily wiping, she pulled out her phone to drop a text to Raihan, not saying anything about what she was sending.\n\n*-Hey, if you don't want to go, you really don't have to. I just want to cheer you up and make sure you're healthy.-* Harley sent the text and motioned the phone to slide back in her pocket, going back to wiping the couch along with the cubs."
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"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Truthfully, Raihan felt bad. His attempts to ditch was obvious that even Harley messaged him. Leon was as gullible as ever. He wonders why he's trying so hard to avoid them. Harley didn't do anything wrong, but having to be stuck with trouble was annoying enough for Raihan's reputation. He can't get shit like this oversees to Galar or he's screwed. All the love he built up for years would be ruined. He *Needs* It...\n\nAs for Leon- he didn't know how to act around the champ. He's been best friends with the guy for years, since they were back in their gym challenge. And as a quartet (him, Leon, Piers, and Gordie) of course there would be some funky business going between them... Unless that was just Raihan? Long story short, he had a crush on all of them. For someone who wanted love, it turned into wanting *That* Kind too. Of course the one that reached out was Piers. But, it could've been any of them. Although looking back to it, Piers was someone he could relate to. Living on the curb, having to struggle. He didn't have a loving mother or a steady income home life like Gordie or Leon. That's why it was perfect that he and Piers are together. Their experiences is what would help each other soothe the other whenever they're down, overcoming challenges together.\n\n*\"Thanks. U guys have fun!\"* He was going to text Harley, but backspaced. *\"Actually, ill be there. Cant back out on a beautiful day 😜\"*"
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon just finished cleaning up himself. Not only wiping stuff up and sweeping, he even washed the dishes. As someone who helped out in the house occasionally when he goes back home, he's gotten quick with the process of cleaning up after himself. \"Let's get going! We're all done, right? I should go get changed myself,\" He rambled on. \"I'll be back too.\" Before retreating to his own quarters."
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"author": "Harley",
"message": "She smiled just a bit as she noticed the cubs doing a pretty good job at cleaning, helping them out and collecting the dirtied wipes to toss in the trash when all was clean. \"Good job guys. Okay, Ursaring, bring the cubs up with me to my room while I get ready for the beach.\" Harley spoke, teasingly patting Ursaring's belly before finally noticing the text.\n\nSeeing the phone fly on up once again, she smiled brightly knowing that Raihan was now going to come, officially. After simply sending a thumbs up emoticon, she waved to Leon. \"Yup, I'm gonna get ready- all of us ought to meet back here.\" She suggested, heading on over to her room.\n\n\"Hm...\" As she walked, she went into thought about some sort of positive reward for Raihan stepping out of his comfort zone a bit. It wasn't as easy as with Pokemon - just give them berries or some amazing curry and they're ecstatic. But for Raihan... Maybe she could treat him to something he wanted later on - clothes, perhaps? Or maybe it was bad to put material value to the whole thing... Who knows."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon made it back first. His clothes was something light. He had a t-shirt on—a shirt made of microfibers (the best kind of materials because yada yada) and swim trunks. He barely looks any different from his morning run's wear. Ursaring and the three Teddiursa cubs were still there waiting at the living room, with John watching them. \"Aren't you quite the man?\" Leon pointed out and nudge the Charizard as a tease. It reminded him how Raihan always poked fun at him. Like best friend like best friend. John shakes his head before huffing smoke from his nose to Leon. Sitting down at the couch, the Teddiursa starts climbing over the champ as if a new playground was brought to scene. Leon didn't mind it, chuckled here and there, but the claws on these cubs weren't no joke. Every time they struggle to climb on his head, their nails digs into Leon's skin. Ah, it was just small scrapes to the man anyway.\n\nSoon, Raihan also joined. His looks is just as cool as him~: gelled up hair, sunglasses, bare chest but a hoodie around his shoulders. And of course swim trunks ~~he's not going to be that fool wearing a speedo again.~~ Leon was thrilled and he pops up from his seat. The two healthy Teddiursa almost fell off of him. \"Huh, Harley's not here?\" He asked and scoped out the room. Leon told him she went to change. \"Heh, better not take too long. I don't think the gal's someone who would care too much about her looks.\" He takes a chair from the living room table and sits down on it. He instantly went on his phone to browse whatever social media he has. \n\nWanting some attention, Leon slams his hands on the table so that Raihan can look up from whatever he's looking at. \"What should we do once we get there? Volleyball? A race? How about—\" But Raihan holds a hand up to shut the other up."
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{
"author": "Leon & Raihan",
"message": "\"Chill, Lee. We're all gonna relax. I was hoping to get myself a nice tan~\" He sits back in his seat and put his arms behind his head as if he's already at the beach, sunbathing. It caused the Leon some confusion since he doesn't think Raihan needs a fan. He's already perfect as he is. Is his missing something here? Is it another joke? For some reason, cooking wormed it's way into Leon's mind. Tilting his head, Leon has this innocent look on his face, full of curiosity ~~and chaos.~~"
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"Wouldn't you just get crispier?\" He imagined bacon curling up in the pan."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Crispy? Please, Lee. I'm not just some slab of meat.\" He pretends to be offended, holding his heart."
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Either Leon was too determined to say more or he was too oblivious. \"Then what's the point?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon & Raihan",
"message": "His tone is light, still joking with Leon. \"So I can show off for my fans, y'know~ That sun reflecting off the sheen of my body would make for a good selfie~\" ... The champion seems to daze out from this, his eyes trained on Raihan. The two Teddiursa in Leon already climbed off him, now going over their mother who seems to be fine vibing with Charizard. Even for the morning, they seem content to sit there with the sun filtering through the windows at them. So comfortable...\n\n\"Aheh. You're always so brave with your selfies.\" Leon was impressed with how much gall the other has. He already knows that Raihan is a selfie addicted individual. There are times he took racy pictures of himself and while it made Leon feel some second-hand embarrassment, he worried too. Well, and a bit of something else. The dragon tamer could sense that there was something more, alas the other stayed quiet and not pry. The clock at the wall nearby them sounded rather loud in the quietness of the room. Other noises like the soft murmurs from Charizard and Ursaring seemed amplified and the two healthy Ursaring horseplayed with one another. \"Hey, so how are you and Piers-\" Leon starts. At this time, Harley should've returned."
}
] | 75 | 899 |
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