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May 26 2018, 11:21 AM
With spring came berries. Apparently, that’s how it worked. Winter was a rather rough time for Cas and Henry, as there were no berries to be picked for bait and less fish in the waters to be caught. But as the seasons changed, suddenly there were berries everywhere. On the trees, on the ground, under the bushes...There had been enough berry trees near the village that Cas had been able to stay within the fringes of the forest. Now, though, all those trees have been picked clean by villagers and Pokemon alike. As the months went by, Cas had been needing to go ever so much deeper into the forest. She had still been at most ten minutes away, though, so she still felt fairly safe. But now the berry trees here were empty, too.

Cas turned to Baltoy and frowned. It was facing her, staring back indifferently. She wondered if it had realized the same thing...or if it could realize it. Or if it cared. The Baltoy was still an enigma to her — especially as to the reason why it still hung around. According to the villagers, that’s what happened to all “immigrants” who appeared: they got their very own stalker. Or at least, that’s what it felt like. Not that she didn’t like the Pokemon- she’s grown rather fond of it, actually - but the Baltoy wasn’t a warm companion by any means. Not like the ones she had seen lovingly assisting Henry and the other residents. Baltoy helped her with things like gathering and whatnot, but it didn’t seem to do it out of any sense of compassion. More like it felt obligated by something, but didn’t actually want to. Even so, she assumed if things got weird out in the forest, it’d help her out. At least, it wouldn’t let her get eaten. Hopefully. Steeling herself, she said, “No more berries again, Baltoy. I don’t know if we should go further in or not. You down?”

Baltoy was silent. They had, in fact, noticed that the trees were empty. They were about to notify the human before they were rudely interrupted by her babbling. Recognizing only the words “berries” and “Baltoy” they assumed that she had reached the same conclusion. //Yes, there are no berries,// they responded. //We should go back. Predators.// It might be dangerous to go deeper into the forest. Who knows what could be lurking? They were only a small Baltoy - they would stand no chance against a big strong hunter. And neither would this fleshy powerless human. Baltoy was aware of their weakness, and was wary of knowingly walking into a dangerous area. They are prey, and prey should lay low and be careful. Baltoy didn’t want to die, and they didn’t want Cas to die, either. She was kinda interesting, though a little simple-minded, and they were beginning to want to learn more about why humans do the weird things they do. It would be hard to do that if Cas was dead.

But of course, like always, the dumb human didn’t understand. Cas shrugged at Baltoy’s low tone, taking it as an acceptance. Letting out a long exhale, she scanned the ground for some decent weapons, coming up with a fallen branch that still had leaves and a rock that fit in her palm. If worse came to worst, she was sure she could just run away. Or maybe climb a tree. Maybe not many Pokemon could climb trees and she’d be safe. Now feeling a bit prepared, she started making her way deeper into the trees with small, uncertain steps and a nervous, exasperated Baltoy keeping a sharp lookout beside her.
May 24 2018, 05:32 PM
Goal: Get back into these characters, maybe Exp for Baltoy?

Cas was awoken with a lukewarm blast of water to her face. Groaning, she pushed herself off of her bed of worn cloth and cleared the water from her eyes, blinking blearily. A giggling Totodile met her gaze, paws held in front of his grin as though he were trying to hide it. Seeing as how his mouth was gigantic, it wasn't very successful. He made sure she was well and truly awake - and who wouldn't be, after something like that? - before skittering off, presumably to alert the old man. Unsure if that was a prank or if there was a purpose to such a rude awakening, Cas stayed where she was, her hair uncomfortably flat against her head and dripping water down her neck. What an uncomfortable feeling. She pushed it off, using her left hand to keep it held up behind her. Her clothes and bedding were soaked, the former sticking to her skin. She used her other hand to try and peel it away from her, before giving up. It just stuck itself back to her skin whenever she let a part of it go.

The Baltoy floated in a corner of the mid-size room she was in. Henry had called it his "kitchen" and said it was where he made food over a little fire. Since his little cabin had only his bedroom and the kitchen - the latter of which was much larger than the former - a corner of the kitchen had been repurposed into a sleeping space for her, complete with old cloth for bedding and her little basket for her stuff. Baltoy made its way over to her, before uninterestedly hovering near her shoulder. At least, it seemed bored. It didn't exactly show much emotion that she was able to decipher. She wondered idly if it had any emotions at all. It seemed to dislike the ball thing she tried to keep it in. And being touched. But what else could it feel?

"Mornin', love!" The cheery greeting startled her from her thoughts. Henry stood across from her, waving from the doorway that led to his room. His Totodile scampered out from behind him, snapping in excitement and waving his little paws. Henry held another one of those trapping balls in his hand, and laying across his arm were a few empty sacks. His other hand held the bottom of the rod she had seen him with when they had first met. The rest of it lay on his shoulder, a smooth white hook thing dangling behind him from a string. "We're goin' fishing today, dear, so if you could grab that basket o' bait for me?" He nodded to a small woven basket resting on a wooden table near her. Cas nodded and scrambled up, reaching for it. It was filled with berries and shredded bits of meat. She grabbed it, wrinkling her nose at the strong smell that greeted her. Baltoy followed her, looking into the basket as well. Cas wondered if it could smell it as well since it soon floated away with a quiet tone.

Henry chuckled at her expression before jerking his head at the door. "Could you open that for me, sweetheart?" Cas nodded again, pushing the door open and holding it for him as he and his Totodile walked through. With her Baltoy hovering nearby, she followed as he made his way into the woods. It was difficult to see through the thick fog, but Henry seemed to know where he was going. The Totodile hopped along, weaving between Cas and Henry and even attempting to jump and bat at Baltoy. Cas kept her hands out of range, remembering well the time she nearly lost one to the hyperactive reptile.He squeaked and growled and snapped as if he were trying to hold a conversation with them. Cas was surprised when she heard the Baltoy humming in response. Could they understand each other? They noises they made didn’t sound similar at all. Maybe they just liked the sound of each other’s voices.

In no time at all, the group broke the tree line and made the short walk down the sandy beach. The ocean was almost calm today, though not at all still. The waves were a little choppy, but not enough to endanger a small child. The sand felt odd underneath Cas’s feet, as if it could give way at anytime. A little worrying, but Henry acted as if it was fine, so she tried to trust his judgement. He stopped a few feet before the water and leaned down to drop one of the sacks he had been carrying. He then tossed the ball onto the sand, releasing a creature she had never seen before. It was, for lack of better words, beautiful. It was almost completely white with a long yellow mouth. It’s body almost seem to shine as it moved, looking irresitably soft. It fixed an eye on her, one that gleamed with insight, before trilling softly and waddling up to Henry and nudging him. Henry nodded at the Pokemon, explaining, “This ‘s Max, m’ Swanna. He’s a beaut, ain’t he? My very first Pok’mon. Was hangin’ around when I woke up in the middle of nowhere with nothin’ but a name.”
He looked at the Pokemon fondly before turning his attention back to Cas. “Now, love,” he began, “I was a’thinkin’ that maybe you was gettin’ bored with all the berry huntin’ and whatnot, so I thought it’d be a grand idea to take you fishing with me.”

Cas began to protest that no, it was quite eventful, actually, when he cut her off, “Yes, yes, I know you don’t know exactly what yer doin’, but I promise it’s a snap! Rex here,” he nodded at Totodile, “is gonna help you out. He’ll toss fish out the water, and you’ll just kill ‘em and toss ‘em into that there bag for me.” Cas frowned. Kill them? How? With what? Her bare hands? That sounded quite messy, and while she wasn’t exactly one for being clean, she didn’t quite like the idea of fish guts on her hands. That would be smelly, probably.

Henry snorted, before answering her unspoken question. “In the bag, there’s a nice, sharp, heavy rock. Beat ‘em on the head with that and they’ll be good an’ dead in a minute. Have to cut the head off anyways. I’d give ya somethin’ better, but that’s all I could find on short notice. I’ll be on the other side of the beach so we don’t scare each other’s fishies. If ya need me, give a good holler and I’ll prolly hear ya!” With that, he set off after a few words to his Totodile and with no answer from Cas. His Swanna followed suit after plucking the bait basket from her hands and giving her a stern look that she assumed roughly translated to “don’t be an idiot.” The two slowly disappeared into the morning fog. Cas huffed nervously before turning to the two Pokemon beside her. Rex was bouncing and chattering excitedly, clearly ready to go. She smiled at him and shrugged, to which he gave a little salute before bounding off into the water. Baltoy spun quietly next to her, seemingly indifferent to anything. Cas wondered if they’d be any help at all. Baltoy seemed to care a little, keeping Rex away when he got too restless and chompy, and sometimes brought her a berry or two, but that seemed to be the extent of what they did for her. Or at all, really. Most of the time, Baltoy just hovered there, spinning. A splash broke her thoughts and she hurriedly grabbed the rather hefty rock from the bag to prepare herself for her first ever kill. “Baltoy?” She called cautiously, knowing that’s about the only thing it understood. It seemed to stand at attention, halting it’s circular motion. Good? Maybe?

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Aug 9 2017, 08:51 PM
"Alright, girlie, just see if you can find me some bait. You know - meat, berries. Anything the fishies might like, m'kay? Don't worry, you'll be fine!" Old Man Henry clapped Cas on the shoulder, sending her tumbling forward a few feet into the forest. She looked back uncertainly, clutching the little basket to her chest and furrowing her brow. Henry's Totodile attempted a little wave before running off to catch up with the big guy. She had no idea what fishies liked. Heck, she didn't even know what she liked. But Henry had already started making his way to the beach, taking long strides that her small little steps could never keep up with. Darn her short legs! What was she supposed to do now? Grab anything that looks remotely edible? Maybe someone else could help her?

Placing the basket at her feet, Cas reached into the ragged little bag Henry had let her borrow to keep her stuff in. It was old and smelly, but at least she didn't have to carry everything in her arms anymore. That had been inconvenient, to say the least. She pulled out the little ball the Baltoy was kept in. Running her hands across the surface, she considered whether she should let them out. On one hand, they might know what's edible or not, given how they were a Pokemon themselves. Plus, it seemed cruel to leave them in a ball all day. On the other, they were bossy and getting them back in the ball without getting whacked in the head was nigh impossible. But on the other-other hand, it'd be nice to have someone to walk with her in unknown territory, even if they were a little mean sometimes.

Well, looks like the pros outweighed the cons this go-round. Bracing herself for a day of being pulled around and stuffed with berries, Cas released the Baltoy. Immediately she was whacked in retribution for putting them in the ball earlier. As expected. The Baltoy inspected her little basket before moving away, humming in a high-pitched tone. At least it didn't sound mad. Wincing and rubbing her head, she said, "We have to get bait for the old man. Think you could help? Food? Berries?" She wasn't sure how much they understood, if any, but she had hoped they had picked something up.

They hadn't understood a word. //Human, what are you doing outside of the den? It's dangerous. Is it because you're hungry? Let's find food quickly so we can leave, or you'll die.// Much as they would prefer it stay safely in the den, knowing its track record for being dumb, they knew it had to eat. Unfortunately. Just another day keeping it alive, they supposed. Baltoy moved from its side floating among the trees and knocking down berries for their human while also keeping a lookout. They knew the human wouldn't, the reckless child, it'd just let a predator come up and eat the both of them without even noticing. It probably would have run into the forest willy-nilly even if they tried to stop it. Likely to have seen a nest and disturbed it without thinking, dying a painful death by venomous Pokemon. Or something like that. Tsk, tsk, dumb human. And she thinks she can survive with them in a ball? Insane. At least she thought to have them out for a trip through the forest. Baltoy did not want to be stuck in a ball alongside a dead body.

Shrugging, Cas followed them into the trees, collecting whatever they knocked down. Guess they had understood. At least she had something of a guard or guide. She couldn't see a thing, really. The sun hadn't yet risen, and the sky was only just beginning to lighten. Apparently "fishermen" had to start their work early so they would catch enough to eat by the end of the day. Her hands were getting wet from grabbing slippery fruit off the ground, where they had picked up dew from the grass. She wondered how much fishies ate. How would she know if she had enough? Guess she'd just take as much as she could carry. She considered keeping some for herself for a moment before dismissing the thought. She was sure the old man needed a lot of bait, or else he would've grabbed one or two himself and not needed her help.

The Baltoy hummed above her, working diligently. So far, so good. That's it for berries, but where was she gonna find meat? Carcasses? She didn't have any tools to kill anything with, and the man had told her himself that Pokemon could be dangerous if provoked, like the Totodile. She looked up at the Baltoy. They could probably chop her hand off with that fast spin if they wanted to. So how was she gonna get meat for him? "Baltoy," she called out, "Can you hunt?"

//Quit your wailing, human, or you'll attract every predator in the forest.// Obviously. Didn't it know the first thing about keeping a low profile? Geez, if it was hungry, it should just eat what they knocked down. That was kinda the whole point. Guess they'd have to be extra watchful today. If only it was small so they could push it into a bush in case something came along. Oh well. Baltoy cut another branch, letting the fat berry at the end fall to the ground, before coming to hover at Cas's shoulders. There weren't any more that they could see in this area. The two of them would have to move elsewhere. Cas shouldered her basket and set off deeper into the darkened forest with the Baltoy keeping a careful eye out for trouble.
Aug 7 2017, 11:29 AM
{To introduce Baltoy to Cas and get Cas to civilization}

It was the persistent droning that woke her up. Well, paired with the blinding light falling directly on her eyeballs, but later on, she decided to put the blame on them. She groaned, pushing herself up off the grass and bringing her palms to her face to rub away the grit there. Luckily, the noise stopped at that moment. Her stomach turned as she moved about, nausea that seemed to be fading quickly, but not quick enough. As she rubbed her face, something bumped the tip of her nose. Opening her eyes in confusion, she caught sight of a small little charm dangling from her wrist. It was brown and in the shape of a little heart with...something carved into it. It was familiar somehow, but she couldn't quite seem to remember what it was, or how she got it, or what those little symbols meant...

Oh dear.

She couldn't remember anything. She jolted, grabbing her head in a panic. What was she doing here? Where were her memories? Who was she? Where was she? She patted at her clothes. Surely she should remember having put them on at some time, right? Nope, nothing. She wasn't even entirely sure what she looked like! She glanced frantically around at her surroundings, hoping for some memory of having walked here or deciding to rest in this spot or anything. Nothing. She was sure she was older, but not sure how old. She had to live somewhere, but she had no idea where. She had to have some type of family or some friends, but she couldn't remember a single face. What was even her name?

Cas Valadez. Oh, at least she knew that much. It's a starting point, she supposed, even though there wasn't really anywhere to go beyond that. Great. Sighing in defeat, Cas moved to push herself off the ground but stopped when she felt something hard under her hand. Having pushed into it with some force, it left a little indent in her palm. Ouch. She picked up the hard thing for closer inspection. It was a...thing. With buttons. She pushed each of them in turn, but nothing happened. Perhaps it was broken? Shrugging, Cas put it down next to her. There were other things, too. Balls, of some sort. Berries. Little round things. She picked up one of the balls. It was an unfamiliar weight in her hand, and she brought it closer to her face for inspection. Not a moment later, the noise from earlier began anew, except it was a lot closer.

Cas looked up in alarm, coming face to face with a...well she didn't really know what it was, but it was really strange. It was, perhaps, as long as her forearm and thrice as wide, and it had two appendages that jutted out from its body. It also had a little spike on its head and at the end of its body. Its head seemed weirdly disproportionate to the rest of it, and it had two large eyes that seemed to be either completely closed or practically there. Not only that, it floated.

The thing was floating close enough that she could reach out and grab it if she wanted to, swaying side to side in such a rhythmic way that Cas soon found herself swaying with it. Curious and excited, she reached out to touch it. The creature avoided her, deftly moving out of her reach and emitting a low tone. It sounded like a hum, but softer somehow. Was it alive? There wasn't anything attached to it, though it was unlikely Cas would even recognize anything if there was. She wasn't even entirely sure what she was looking for just then. Slightly frustrated now, Cas made to grab it again. Again, it floated out of her reach, this time spinning to smack her hand with one of its appendages.

Taking the hint, Cas sat back and watched it from afar. It seemed to inspect her as well, floating about in circles around her, perhaps trying to see her from every angle. Occasionally it let out one of its hums, much higher pitched now that she wasn't grabbing at it. Cas was curious as well, but the creature seemed to have no intentions of letting her get too close. Perhaps if she lured it...

Cas grabbed one of the berries that rested near her and offered it up to the thing. It floated a bit closer, seemingly intrigued by her offer, but ultimately rejected it. Uninterested, then. At least it didn't move back out. Cas kept her hands in her lap, stifling the urge to touch the creature. It approached cautiously, humming at her. Maybe it was trying to say something? Talk about a language barrier. Cas wondered what level of intelligence it had. Heck, she wondered if it was even alive. It didn't seem to have a mouth or eyes or anything else she would associate with being alive. Of course, not that it mattered much since there was a big gaping hole in her mind that wasn't going to help her out in identifying anything about it. Maybe things like this were perfectly normal and she just didn't know. Trees were alive and they didn't have mouths or eyes, so why couldn't the same apply to this thing? Granted, trees didn't usually move or hum or float, but perhaps those were points in favor of it having a conscience?

This stare-down went on for a few more minutes before Cas ultimately gave up. As amazed and excited as she was by this creature, she couldn't grab a hold of it to see what makes it tick. She was not learning anything new about it, and it looked as if the sun might go down in an hour or so. Unsure if there was a human settlement nearby or not, Cas decided that she just make a bed where she was at and hope that someone would come looking for her. Best not to get even more lost than she already was. Now ignoring her the floating anomaly, Cas set to gathering things for a makeshift bed. She pulled up grasses from the ground and gathered fallen leaves. She even found a few feathers here and there to soften things up a bit. At her little resting place, she started to dig out a little area for her to sleep on with her hands, not caring much about the dirt that now encrusted her fingernails. Now she wouldn't be sleeping on hard-packed dirt. She dumped her bedding materials on top and lay down carefully. Throughout this whole process, the creature was floating nearby, observing. It did not aid in finding or collecting the materials and seemed to have no inclination towards doing so. Unhelpful weirdo.

The sun was setting by then, and the trees cast long shadows over the two of them. Sighing, Cas shifted to make herself slightly more comfortable and closed her eyes in an attempt to rest. Busying herself with something went miles to calm her down. She wasn't completely helpless; she'd figure something out. She would deal with everything else tomorrow.
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