bravenewworld | Light 'em up (The Calderan Day of Fire)

It's the morning of the 19th and it's clear even to the inexperienced traveler that the city has a different air to it. If it wasn't the atmosphere that got them, then the stalls lining the streets would. Many people are still working on getting set up for the night festival, but the stalls that are complete are lining many corners and they are filled to the brim with bright colors. From afar, the streets look like someone threw a rainbow of paint across the city.

They haven't seen anything yet.

It's not yet time for the festivities so any visitors are free to wander the streets. The natives seem to be delighted if amused at all the people interested in the holiday and are happy to sell anyone as much colored powder as they want. They are glad to explain the fascinating origins of the holiday or even talk shop about what they're planning to show off later in the night. It seems that not even the gloom and unease that might have rolled into town with Union has caused these people to falter with their grandest tradition.

Sometime close to noon is when things change. The natives all kind of stop what they're doing. The colored stalls start to close up and everyone looks tense. Those who visited last year might take this as their cue to get ready.

A long, rattling trumpet sound rings through the streets and that is when all hell breaks loose.

It's every person and pokemon for themselves. Have fun everyone.

[Ooc: Feel free to make your own top levels in addition to using the prompts below! Have fun guys!]

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[Pamela's been wearing a light raincoat despite the heat to keep herself covered up. Perhaps it's the raincoat that makes her ignore what she's sitting down on until the moment that she feels something go 'squish' and jumps up.]

Oh! Pardon me.

Woop. [ Gene doesn't seem to mind too much. He rolls over to better take a look at Pamela, but really doesn't resemble anything so much as a sky-blue pancake. With a big smile. ] Woop woop.

Are you all right?

[The wooper seems to be smiling, but she still just sat on the little guy...]

You seem to be, but I should check. I'm sorry about that.

Woooooooop. [ Gene rolls all the way over onto his back, still smiling. Getting sat on doesn't seem to have broken him any, but he is dehydrated. And at risk of heatstroke.

Caldera! ]

[Fortunately, being the scientist that she is, Pamela can pick up on that dehydration while she's giving the wooper a thorough look over to make sure she didn't hurt him.]

Let's get you some water and some shade, hmm?

Woop. [ Gene does his best to pick his head up. This makes him cough. The resulting puff of breath is green.

Did you see they have colored powder? It's really fun. ]

Looks like you've been enjoying your time here so far.

[Pamela always wears gloves due to her own poisons anyway, though she herself is immune to poison. She carefully moves to pick Gene up, giving him time to protest and get away if he doesn't want to be lifted by her.]

I'm just going to bring you over there, okay?

[She points to a nearby shady spot.]

[ Whooaaaaaa, up he goes!! Gene does not complain. In fact, he looks around, enjoying the ride. And perks up when he sees the shade. Shade! Shade is better than sun. It reminds him of the swamp, and of making it rain.

Gosh, he loves the rain. ] Woop! Woop woop woop!

[Pamela sets him down and places him in the shade before calling on her Azumarill, Hydrangea.]

Hi, sweetie. Mind giving this Wooper a little something to drink?

[Hydrangea mulls it over for a few seconds before nodding and obliging with a quick 'Marill!']

Woooooop. [ Gene turns his head expectantly, suddenly aware of how dry his mouth is. And his skin. And, well, everything. Must have been hearing the word "drink". Now he's thirsty. ]

[Rather than using it as an attack, Hydrangea calls forth just a small amount of water - a good splash rather than a jet of water. Pamela gives her a pat.]

Thanks for your help.

[Then she turns her attention back to Gene.]

Feeling any better?

[ Gene cannot answer. He is busy first gargling the water, and then trying to dunk his head in it. ]

Well, I'll leave you to it, then.

[Amused, Pamela walks off with Hydrangea, satisfied that he'll be okay now that he's got some water and shade.]

Wllllllp!

[ And that's what happens when Gene tries to woop with a mouth full of water. Huh, weird! He feels a lot better now!

Maybe the lady fixed him. Or maybe it's a miracle.

Either way, neat! ]

Light 'em up (The Calderan Day of Fire)

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