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bravenewworld2016-07-06 02:03 pm
untalented) wrote in bravenewworld2016-07-06 02:03 pm
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Closed: Illusion is the first of all pleasures
Who: Some of Waver Velvet's (untalented) pokemon, some of Haruka Tenoh's (actsmagnificent) pokemon-- & possibly Haruka herself.
What: Something has been bothering Waver, and his pokemon decide to do something about it.
When: July 6th, after dark
Where:The Divine Theater
[Rare were the moments when the little Foongus actually found his trainer annoying. The Mageling was overprotective at the worst of times, but he was always earnest and exceedingly vocal about the problems that were bothering him. This particular instance was unusual, and Orpheus-- having born witness to the whole encounter between The Mageling and his sparkling, Fairy-typed friend-- knew exactly what the problem was.
It was clear that Waver wanted to go approach that one Shiny Human at the theater about what had happened, but the various personality conflicts Waver had with the various other trainers in the city was a point of conversation and amusement among the team. Only Atlas the Seismitoad, who had been with Waver even longer than Orpheus had, stayed mum on the topic.
But this was something that Orpheus knew he could take care of, if the Mageling wouldn't do it himself.
After some convincing (and promises of ice cream pilfered from somewhere only the Gods could guess at,) the little Foongus managed to convince the inquisitive (and far more polite) Amaura, Khione, to join him in this venture. The heat was a little much for her, but Khione reluctantly managed on the condition that the two of them would try to clean up any mess they made afterward. The trails of hoarfrost that followed in her plodding footsteps quickly melted in the summer heat-- but the journey was that much faster.
And, upon arrival, Orpheus climbed up upon Khione's head and balanced himself delicately between her rainbow colored sails.
Taking a deep breath, he took the only move that was available to them at such a time of night:
He sang the song of his people.]
untalented) pokemon, some of Haruka Tenoh's (actsmagnificent) pokemon-- & possibly Haruka herself.What: Something has been bothering Waver, and his pokemon decide to do something about it.
When: July 6th, after dark
Where:The Divine Theater
[Rare were the moments when the little Foongus actually found his trainer annoying. The Mageling was overprotective at the worst of times, but he was always earnest and exceedingly vocal about the problems that were bothering him. This particular instance was unusual, and Orpheus-- having born witness to the whole encounter between The Mageling and his sparkling, Fairy-typed friend-- knew exactly what the problem was.
It was clear that Waver wanted to go approach that one Shiny Human at the theater about what had happened, but the various personality conflicts Waver had with the various other trainers in the city was a point of conversation and amusement among the team. Only Atlas the Seismitoad, who had been with Waver even longer than Orpheus had, stayed mum on the topic.
But this was something that Orpheus knew he could take care of, if the Mageling wouldn't do it himself.
After some convincing (and promises of ice cream pilfered from somewhere only the Gods could guess at,) the little Foongus managed to convince the inquisitive (and far more polite) Amaura, Khione, to join him in this venture. The heat was a little much for her, but Khione reluctantly managed on the condition that the two of them would try to clean up any mess they made afterward. The trails of hoarfrost that followed in her plodding footsteps quickly melted in the summer heat-- but the journey was that much faster.
And, upon arrival, Orpheus climbed up upon Khione's head and balanced himself delicately between her rainbow colored sails.
Taking a deep breath, he took the only move that was available to them at such a time of night:
He sang the song of his people.]
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Gene the Wooper was getting ready to settle down for the evening - he has a nice little bed made out of spare singles of those weird fake fur things humans wear between their feet and their heavier fake fur (Gold is good at picking up those objects with his own natural fur without realizing it) - when he found himself serenaded. Which is, frankly, amazing. And he has to go investigate.
So he woops on down the hall, ignoring the late hour and drawing Natto's attention as well. Natto has the sense to grab a lantern on the way out, and, though he shakes a bit due to his Fire weakness, gets it lit. What's going on....? Can he help you...? ] Vanny?
Woop! Woop! Woop! Woop!
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[Orpheus squeaked merrilly at his friend, and waved both of his arms in greeting while Khione demurely turned her head away en embarrassment.]
Ma. Maura, amaura.
[She apologizes for the disturbance, but her friend here wanted to talk to the both of you about something important. Do you have time?]
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Natto holds his lantern a bit higher and pitches his voice a bit louder, too, to be heard over the serenade. Here, come into the courtyard. He's not sure he can let you into the buildings without Trainer, sorry, but there's a nice place to sit and talk next to the tree. Is everything okay? ] Leava leavanny lea?
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[They'll continue later, friend. This is actually a business visit, not a pleasure one. Maybe they can make a date?
Khione tossed her head lightly, just enough to throw Orpheus somewhat off balance and make the playful Foongus focus on the task at hand.] Mau, [she chided gently, and stepped into the courtyard as quietly as possible. The tree was an excellent spot-- and she bobbed her head graciously as she approached.]
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Gene widens his circle of wanderings to the entire tree. He gets that for some reason the singing has to stop, so he hums instead. ]
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Foo, foo? Foo foongus foon gus, gus?
[Natto, right? Do you pay attention to any of the humans here who aren't your trainer and her trainer?]
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Though he can hardly claim to know everything about them...is something wrong? ] Leava leavan. Leavanny van van leav. Leava?
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[That's for you to decide, but the Sparkly Human with the wings told my Mageling something that sounded sort of secret, and my Mageling is thinking too much to get his act together and tell your Trainer.
It sounds like a noble cause, but it's not going to be good if the Sparkly Human tells too many others.]
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....that he makes custom battle uniforms for, but the double standard escapes both Trainer and Pokémon alike in this case.
Still, he doesn't want to jump to conclusions and get Right into trouble if it's not the Big Secret. So he puts a "hand" to his mouth. That does sound serious. Do you know what the secret was about? Of course, he'll understand if you don't want to say, too. It being a Secret. ] Vanny leavan.
[ Thunder cracks above them ominously on the word "secret". But it's just Gene, Rain Dancing to water some nearby flowers. ]
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Orpheus sidled up conspiratorially next to Natto, stubby little arm held up in a poor attempt to give them some privacy.]
Foongus, 'oon, gus-gus.
[It's a big secret. A very big one that can get a lot of people in a lot of trouble.
You know the one, Natto. Be smart.]
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Gene runs between the two of them, wooping happily. Natto whips a large leaf out of some pocket in his own leaves, holding it above Orpheus's head until the rain following Gene has moved along. He will make sure the secret doesn't spread any further. If your Trainer has any questions or worries, he can stop by any time, too. They can't take back what's been done. ] Leavanny.
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[Thanks, and I don't think you have to worry about questions. The Mageling doesn't seem to care, so long as no one is getting hurt.
Your group got lucky this time, but we don't know if that person told anyone else. Please be careful.]
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[Orpheus shook his head-- he came to do something his trainer wouldn't do on his own, not to be rewarded for anything!
Don't worry!]
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Oh, he knows. Natto pulls that leaf back out and begins folding and stitching. Soon he has turned it into a little rosette, the likes of which a very stylish Foongus could wear around town with the application of just a little bit of String Shot.
Here you go. It's not much, but he hopes you like it! ] Leavanny!
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[It's a leaf, but it's also a flower....somehow. Orpheus didn't bother questioning the rationality of fashion as he delicately touched the rosette to adjust it's placement-- and he flashed a grin at Natto.
This is really nice-- think he has a chance with Passion in this?]
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Foon foongus.
[Thanks anyway. That'll have to be a question for another time.]
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Though, speaking of the time, it's getting late. Do you want him to walk with the two of you back to your house? Or, if you don't want to walk in the city in the dark, you can stay in a spare room in the theater. They have a bunch of those in the dorms, so he's sure it would be no trouble. ] Vanny?
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[Orpheus waved at Khione, as if to brag about his friend. You see those sails she's got on her, Natto? They glow in the dark!
They should totally be fine...and besides, they have some ice cream to get.]
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Gene bounces past, the cloud having deposited itself elsewhere. Is it time to dance now? ] Woop!