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 Shelter from the Storm, [social]
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 Posted: May 24 2018, 09:23 PM
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The first thing she knew was the rain.

It soaked into her skin and her clothes, plastering her hair against her face and neck, turning the ashen dirt to torrid mud as she collapsed to her hands and knees, gasping for air as she fought down a sob. Emotions ran through her, disappointment and failure welling up strongest, powerful bitterness from a place she couldn't name. Her fingers sank into the mud- And that only jolted more feelings, half-felt memories of struggle and fear, but shouldn't couldn't place any of it, could only grasp at it like the grains of ash in her hands- and ending up with nothing but murk for her troubles.

The rain grew hot, the air more humid, and Aisu finally started to catch her breath, shivering a bit as she lurched to her feet, wavering a moment where she stood. She was exhausted- and didn't know why. It felt like-

A cold chill ran through Aisu as that thought- half formed as it was- simply stopped, dead in its tracks. She- she didn't have anything to compare this to. Aisu tried to remember- the last time she felt exhausted, the last time she went to bed- what she'd done yesterday, what she'd done directly before now- something, anything- And there was nothing. Not even blackness but just blankness, the hesitation between pressing a button and something powering on. What do you do, when there is nothing in your life to go off of? For a long moment, Aisu froze, just caught in the hot rain and her own suffocating emotions.

But she closed her eyes, and took in a shaking breath- and turned, looking around her- eyeballing the collection of stone monuments watching her. Some were just rock- other shaped like people, or pokemon. (Which meant she remembered both people and pokemon, at least- and that was something, wasn't it?) Aisu was so busy looking at them, as if trying to decipher what they meant, that she didn't notice the movement of a pokemon behind her until there was this rattle. Aisu froze, then whipped around, seeing nothing-

Mar-maractus!

Aisu looked downwards- at a plant. It was a plant, and it was looking at her. The thing- maractus, or something- looked at her with round eyes, smiling a bit up at her. Marara! It said, waving its little arms. Aisu looked at it, almost uncertain. Was this a wild pokemon? It... certainly didn't belong here, did it?

There was the flicker of lightning, and the crack of thunder above them, Aisu flinching a bit, while the pokemon skittered past her, taking shelter under one of the stones, shaking where it stood. Aisu just watched it, a moment, before turning at the sound of more movement- something else coming towards her.

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 Posted: May 24 2018, 10:32 PM
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Victor Emerson

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He couldn’t believe that he let himself get caught in the rain. Victor typically was able to make it back to his tent when he noticed the change in weather. The trainer was keen on making sure his pokemon wouldn’t have to deal with the rain. Ghost hated getting wet because her fur would smell. Luckily for her, Victor had returned the vulpix to her ball so she wouldn't have to deal with the weather.

Victor was holding his coat over head to keep the rain from soaking him entirely. Pixie was inside of his shirt, poking her face out from the top. She did like the rain but in this case she was under the coat as well so wasn’t exactly getting drenched. Nereid was resting in Victor’s backpack which wasn’t exactly being covered by the coat. She was able to enjoy the rain unlike the bounsweet.

While the rest of Victor’s pokemon were safe in their balls, the trainer dashed toward his typical camping area. Since he had just finished a job in the city, he was passing by the place where immigrants often first appeared. The place where he first met Ghost. Victor couldn’t believe it had been several months since he arrived in terrene.

Oddly enough as he passed by the place where it all began, he had not expected to run into someone nearby. There was a woman there, looking confused and lost. Her clothing was clean and didn’t seem to be made in terrene. She was there with a cactus like pokemon. The plant had what seemed to be rabbit ears and flowers blooming from them. It seemed as if she was a new immigrant and he had just witnessed her first moments in this world.

The trainer wondered it would be wise to approach this stranger, especially when she’s confused and could think he was there to harm her. Her or the pokemon could attack and his pokemon could be at risk. Victor had to convince himself that it would have been what he wanted. Someone to be there to help him understand what was happening. Besides, who knew what predators could be lurking.

The trainer wanted to make sure he didn’t just sneak up on her before she knew he was coming. He walked over close enough where he could call out to the woman. “You should get out of the rain,” the man called to the new immigrant. “Plenty of room,” he said making it obvious he was joking by showing how little space he head under his coat.


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 Posted: May 25 2018, 08:49 PM
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Aisu stared, a bit wide-eyed still, at the man shouting at her. And then, he had the audacity to gesture at her with his coat- "How dare you-" Came out first, an indignant shout despite the fact the two were, at this point, either entirely drenched or very near to it. "Who are you?!" She accused, taking something of a step towards Victor before seeming to remember herself- or, rather, her lack of remembering. She was in a strange place, shouting at a strange man- all whilst caught in a storm. "Where is this?" The question still sounded imperious, somewhat haughty- But with something of a curious, or rather desperate undertone to it. Despite this man's utter rudeness.... he did likely know more about wherever they were than she did. And any information, at this point, was going to be beneficial.

The maractus slowly peered from behind the totem, blinking between Aisu and Victor, giving a bit of a shake in greeting towards the glimpse of the bounsweet the man had. They probably couldn't hear her- but maybe they could! And maybe they were nice. A bit more self-assured, now, she crept from the stones, starting to hop back over to Aisu- Who noticed the splashing thing... and promptly took a step to the side, away from the grass-type's path. The maractus gave a somewhat saddened rattle.

"And what- what is that?" Aisu asked, looking from the creature to the man- and no sooner asking the words than crouching down, peering at the maractus as if it were broad daylight, not both dark and raining. "I've never seen a pokemon like this before- Where did you come from?" She looked at the creature a bit more, eyes alighting on their round eyes and cute expression, the pin-needles they used for fingers- the white-blue flowers atop their head- It certainly didn't look like something that fit in amidst grasses and mud, and tall trees like this. And if she was right, and it didn't belong here- then why was it here in the first place? There was a chance it belonged to that man- but if so, hadn't she seen it before he'd appeared? Had it just gone ahead, or had she not noticed-

And Aisu seemed to remember, with a start, that she wasn't alone. She straightened, turning again, to look at Victor- "This- Is this your pokemon?" She was, actually, doing a quite awful job of getting out of the rain.

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 Posted: May 28 2018, 10:00 PM
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It was just typical of Victor to be trying to socialize with a stranger only for them to immediately snap at him. It really made the young man wonder why he even bothered in the first place. People were awful but he figured once in a while he'd find a friendly person and it wouldn't be so hard to try and help out a stranger.

Despite would sounded like it was going to be him being told off, the woman stopped mid-sentence. It was as if she realized she had no idea why she was being so flat out rude. That or maybe she just completely forgot what she was going to say but either way he was glad she didn't continue. Instead the woman asked who he was.

Sure that was a little bit better he supposed. A hello would have sufficed but that would do just fine. "Welcome to Terrene," he said nonchalantly. "I'm Victor and I'm an immigrant, just like you," he replied. He knew she wasn't going to understand what he was talking about but it was likely better to get straight to the point.

Victor gave her a moment to process if she needed it. The cactus near her who was likely her pokemon was watching cautiously but it wasn't as if she was doing a good job of creeping. Revealing itself, the woman asked what it was. She kind of gave him a look as if he was supposed to know a specific answer.

"I've never seen this kind either," Victor went on to answer her questions as she asked them. Though it would have been better if they could get out of the rain first. Before suggesting they do so, she asked one more question. The woman wanted to know if this cactus was his pokemon. Victor raised a curious brow along with a bit of a smirk. "Not one of mine. I take care of my plants," he answered, jestfully.

Still holding his coat over his head, he attempted once more to invite the new immigrant along. "Why don't we head to my tent? Get out of the rain and I can answer any other questions you may have. Your prickly friend can come too," he suggested, calling over to her. Victor was still offering space under his coat. His pokemon unaware of the conversation their human was having with this stranger were a bit curious as to why he bothered with her in the first place.


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 Posted: Jun 10 2018, 07:18 PM
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Aisu looked over at Victor, frowning a bit in confusion as he spoke. "Terrene?" She echoed, the word rolling uneasily off her tongue. And what did he mean by immigrant? She knew what an immigrant was (quite obviously,), but... why would he call her that? Had she come from somewhere else? She tried, again- fighting to remember something, anything-

All she could pull was the sensation of cool stone under her hands, the way it clicked under her boots, the flash as it reflected light back at her.

She blinked a bit, shaking her head to clear it, because none of that really made any sense, or meant anything. There certainly wasn't anything like that around here, so there must have been something between here and there- And how had she gotten to a place with stone, anyhow? There had to have been something before that, too- But all that she came up with was that strange blankness, that nothing. Which was impossible. There was always something, always something that happened before.

Aisu jerked back to the present as the man spoke again, turning to glance at him. "I- Right." She said. It was... still raining. She huddled a bit, as if only then becoming aware of the sogginess seeping into her clothing. When Victor mentioned her friend, though, she stopped again. "That- it isn't mine." That, she knew for certain. She followed after Victor, walking at his side- And, a glance confirmed, the strange pokemon was following after them, rattling a bit as it went. "Why would that be mine?" She asked, sounding almost offended again. Aisu brushed some wet hair from her face, glancing back at the creature before turning her attentions to Victor. "You mentioned your tent- Is that how people live, here in- in Terrene?" The whole thing didn't sound appealing- for whatever reason- But if that was how life was here, then she needed to ready herself for that.

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 Posted: Jun 11 2018, 04:33 PM
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Victor wasn’t exactly great at welcoming new immigrants. Perhaps he laid too much information on them all at once. He could tell by how confused the girl was. Maybe it was better to just get her out of the rain first and then continue explaining. That is, if she moved at all. Sure he was a complete stranger but he didn’t want keep standing here, getting soaked.

The girl had spaced out for a moment only to come back and begin replying to Victor. She had no idea who the pokemon was and claimed it wasn’t hers. Of course she wouldn’t know but it was so painfully obvious. “Just come with me,” he replied, gesturing once more for her to follow.

Once the new immigrant was walking with him, he did his best to share the cover of his jacket. It wasn’t much but at least the rain wouldn’t be pouring over her eyes. As the two made their way to his tent, the maractus began following in the background. Yeah it was definitely there for her. Wild pokemon didn’t just randomly follow humans into the city unless they had become friends.

She almost sounded offended as she looked at the pokemon wondering why it would be hers. Victor just shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe you need each other,” he said, trying to sound like he knew what he was talking about. Of course the man was just making guesses. He smirked lightly. This girl must have been high class whatever her past life was. She seemed almost entitled and disgusted with basic things.

Things especially sounded this way when she asked about his tent. “No, we don’t all live in tents. I just choose to stay out of the city. I don’t trust people so easily,” he answered, nonchalantly. When they finally arrived at his tent, he opened up, letting the girl entered before him, if she chose to. There was enough space inside for the both of them to sit and warm up. He only wished he had a change of clothing for her so she wouldn’t have to be so drenched. For now, she could just use his blanket to wrap around herself.

“Sorry, I don’t have any woman’s clothing for you to change into. Maybe tomorrow we can take you into town and see what we can find,” he said handing her the blanket. If she chose not to take it, he’d just toss it to the side. “You’re free to ask whatever you’d like, and your cactus friend can come in if you’d like.”

Victor’s pokemon that didn’t have balls huddled together in the corner of the tent. They were going to keep each other warm as they cozied up to sleep. It was just the tiny three so they shouldn’t take up a lot of space.


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