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Jan 12 2018, 10:07 PM
After her team's painful little adventure in the forest, Cecilia chose to play it safe for a bit. Both she and her pokemon had been badly injured. Grape recovered the fastest. A trip to the pokemon center had him feeling much better, but Cecilia and Sweet Pea both would need more time to heal. The little rowlet's wing had been broken, and it had needed to be splinted. The workers at the small Forest Beach pokemon center had instructed Cecilia not to have Sweet Pea battle or fly until the bone was mended.
Thus, Cecilia simply carried the little owl everywhere with her. She either held Sweet Pea in her arms or had her perched on her shoulder. The rowlet was much easier to handle than Grape had been and seemed to simply have a gentle personality. She was also very small, light, and delightfully soft and snuggly.
Cecilia had been instructed to take it easy for a bit with her injury as well, but she also needed to exercise to avoid stiffness. She compromised by taking short walks around the village at dusk accompanied by her nocturnal pokemon. Grape was happy for the exercise, though he'd rather be hunting in earnest. He climbed on the sides of the buildings and spread his wings to glide between rooftops and tree branches. Sweet Pea hooted enviously, batting her wings in frustration.
Sweet Pea was still a very young pokemon, not much more than a baby really. She worried that she might never be able to fly again, despite Grape's reassurances that she would. Cecilia's hand came up and gave the little owl a comforting pat on the back. The rowlet was perched on her shoulder at the moment, and they were watching the sky go orange and then purple as the sun set below the forest treetops. The air had grown frigid and the whole village was coated in a light dusting of snow. The village's proximity to the sea actually kept temperatures rather moderate but they did enjoy a fair deal of snow in the winter time. Neither of the flying type pokemon were huge fans of the cold weather but both of them had great eyesight.
Grape saw a red and white pokemon running into the forest and swooped down to inform the others. Landing in front of his trainer, he began chattering and pointing in the direction of the fleeing pokemon. Cecilia looked at Grape and then back in the direction that he was pointing with his claw. "Grape no, we can't go hunting again yet. We're not going into the forest tonight." Cecilia told her pokemon firmly. Grape's face wilted with disappointment. "Once we're all feeling better, we'll do more training and maybe more hunting."
As they continued, however, Grape and Sweet Pea began seeing strange birdlike footprints in the snow. Once she was close enough, Cecilia could see the footprints too. She wasn't trying to follow them, but she could't help being curious. She was still learning about many of the different pokemon in the world, and she really did want to see what kind of pokemon had left the prints. "We're not going into the forest," she insisted to her pokemon, "but I think it's fine for us to look around as long as we stay outside of it."
Grape grinned, showing his fangs. He didn't understand all of her words but he knew from her expression that she was intrigued. The hunt was on!
Nov 28 2017, 03:32 PM
Sorry that I haven't bounced back after Sydney like I expected to. Part of is that while we were in Sydney, my boy, friend proposed. I said yes so now I'm engaged. The combination of working, home chores, holiday shopping and planning along with ring shopping and the beginnings of planning a wedding is becoming a bit overwhelming.
I might be stressing out more than necessary, but lately I haven't been able to find much time or inspiration to write. I appreciate you guys for being patient and understanding and I'm going to do my best to post when I can manage it.
Oct 26 2017, 08:51 PM
[Hoping to gain some loyalty with Cecilia's new Mr. Mime]
The village had been grateful when Cecilia had come back from the wood and informed the village that the haunting would cease. They had been less enthused to learn that Cecilia had brought the culprit with her back to the village.
"She's actually a bit of a sweetheart. I call her Sugar." Cecilia introduced her new pokemon to a few of the villagers who were gathered around her. Now seen in the light of day without any obscuring pink mist, the Mr. Mime didn't seem frightening at all. She waved happily at everyone, only too delighted to be the center of attention. She then pretended to be pulling herself forward by an invisible rope. A few children who were present and hiding behind their parents out of fear of the scary clown/skeleton terror beast, couldn't help but laugh at the pokemon's amusing antics.
"How do you know it's a girl?" One child asked, bravely stepping forward.
"I...don't," Cecilia confessed. The child, a little girl, came over to Sugar and extended a hand politely.
"Hello Sugar, my name is Jane," She said. Sugar stopped her pantomime to look the girl over. Cecilia watched closely, unsure of how her new pokemon would react. She didn't think Sugar was dangerous, but she wasn't certain enough to bet a child on it. Fortunately, Sugar seemed only too happy to make friends. She took the girl's hand in hers and shook it reverently. After that, all the children came up wanting to meet and play with the pokemon.
"Don't crowd her. We don't want her to get frightened and start making barriers and mist now do we? Here's an idea, give me some time with her and maybe we could put on a bit of a show for everyone. I think that's what Sugar was trying to do all along. We'll just practice some tricks that will be more entertaining and less disruptive," Cecilia suggested. There were certainly more important things that she should probably be doing, but Cecilia liked kids. She certainly didn't want to village to keep being afraid of her pokemon. And really, how hard could it be to entertain a crowd?
"How does that idea sound, Sugar?" Cecilia flashed a smile at her new pokemon.
"Mr. Mime! Mr. Mime!" the psychic fairy cried, clapping her large hands together joyfully. She had a high, feminine, and vaguely human voice. Cecilia couldn't help thinking of her a bit like an eager but crazily powerful child. She had about the size, shape, and personality of one. This triggered a natural affection in Cecilia and she couldn't help wanting to protect Sugar and make her feel welcome in the community.
Oct 26 2017, 07:19 PM
I just wanted to let you guys know I might be scarce for a while. I basically work nonstop from today until I leave on my trip to Australia. Then I'll work nonstop for a while again. I might still be online and able to make posts from time to time (especially dev threads, gotta have something to do on my 22 hour plane ride) but I make no promises and I wanted to give everyone a heads-up.
Oct 19 2017, 08:14 PM
[May I encounter a Rowlet from the swarm please?]
“We may actually be in a little bit of trouble, Grape.” Cecilia grumbled, knowing that even if her Pokemon could hear her from where he was up in the branches, he wouldn't comprehend her frustration. Grape was enjoying their little outing, and he liked it even more now that the sun had set. He was a nocturnal type. He was at his best beneath the cloak of darkness.
Cecilia was having much less fun. She'd volunteered to go out into the forest to do some hunting and gathering for the village. She'd been feeling confident since she'd finally acquired a weapon and she'd managed to teach her Pokemon a few basic commands. She'd hoped to catch another Pokemon or at least forage a few herbs and berries, but she'd been out all day with no success at all. Cecilia had tried to head back to the village once the sun began to set, but she'd misjudged how far out she was and hadn't made it back in time. Now it was completely dark, and she'd lost the path. She feared that she was now hopelessly lost.
Grape had better night vision, and he could probably find the path and lead them back to the village. However, Cecilia certainly hadn't trained him to track and she didn't know how to command him to head home. Right now, Grape had no reason to want to head back of his own will, so Cecilia was stuck following her Pokemon hoping they either stumbled back upon the path by accident or Grape grew bored and led them to the village again.
Cecilia listened carefully for the forest around her, hoping to hear footsteps or a familiar voice. Philippa had warned her before she came out that there had been an increased number of sightings when it came to demon pokemon, but Cecilia hadn't worried much about it after she'd been told they mostly come out at night. Cecilia had even hoped that she might find a grass, electric, fire, or fighting type pokemon to capture. She'd figured out that the greatest threats to Grape were water and ice types, so she was hoping to build a more balanced team of pokemon before leaving Forest Beach Village. Funny how she'd started with such optimism, and now she'd be happy just to make it safely back to the village.