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[ Shortly after Ezreal's short, abrupt appearance on the network, Lux makes an appearance on the band. Looking like she's gotten a bit of sun, her expression is surprisingly dour for someone just returning from an extended vacation. ]

It looks like a lot has happened since we left. I'm not sure if I can rightfully say that timing was on our side or not. I'm sorry I couldn't be here to fight alongside everyone. I'd like to check in with everyone if I can, but I know that some of you... some of you were injured. If you could let me know that you're all right, I would appreciate it.

A few people have filled in the bigger details, but I want to make sure that everyone is all right. Before you ask, the shop is fine, outside of a broken sign and a few other cosmetic problems. Our home... could be better, but we'll be able to rebuild. The Crownguard Estate has seen better days, but I know father won't let something like that deter him too much. They've already started rebuilding.

Everyone seems to be. I'm... I'm glad to see that. I've talked to a number of people, and it looks like we've had some visitors into the city; if any of you can see this, from the bottom of our hearts, thank you.

For those affected by the devastation that this "Elite Four" caused, the Prodigal Explorer will do what it can to help rebuild, as well as keep people restocked, although most of our efforts will be placed on getting the signal tower back to where it used to be--or better, if we can. To that effect, we'll need a few extra hands willing to go into the Old City to search for parts. We'll pay a premium for what we can.

It also sounds like the Seekers are up to their necks in work right now. Ceilto and Maeve were both hurt in the attacks, and the rest of us have taken a personal interest in investigating further east. Right now, we're adhering to the council's request to not pursue. Any information that you may have about this group, their representatives, the God-dragon or the events that took place, however, would be greatly appreciated.

But more than that... I'm glad Union managed to remain standing, where others might have fallen. I feel terrible that I couldn't be here to protect my city, but I want to do everything that I can to keep this from happening again--here, or anyone else.


Before you go off searching for the people that did this, before you disappear from our lives again; I'm coming with you.


Please, if you haven't already, check in with me. And if there's anything that I can do to help--anything at all--please let me know.
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Who: Ezreal, Lux and you!
Where: Citadel
When: Backdated to 12/28
Warnings: None
What: A secret ceremony in Citadel, tell your friends

”And )
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[ Garen pops up on the Warp Band one day. He's finally back home. ]

Good evening, friends. I'm not sure if my name is still remembered, but Garen Crownguard is back. I suppose a small explanation is required for my absence.

I left on a mission, the details of which shall remain confidential, but suffice to say I ended up at Glacier sometime before the white dragon arrived. I defended the people there, but was gravely injured and only just recovered enough to make the trip back to Union.

I will be resuming my duties as a Sword of the Savior immediately.
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1, Narrative to inform Option 2

["Private", i.e. open to anybody in the game who might be interested in attending]

[A discreet letter is delivered to you by certified courier. Either you know Ezreal and Lux personally, you have had business dealings with them, you have gone drinking with them, you're a friend of a friend, whatever. Point being, for whatever reason you made The List. The letter reads as follows:

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Ezreal Fos and Luxanna Crownguard. The wedding will be held on the 28th of December within the Citadel, your discretion in this matter is an absolute must as the party is something of a surprise. You have been invited not only because the bride and groom feel your presence is important to them on the day of their nuptials, but also because they feel you can keep a secret. Please arrive at 5:00 PM for the ceremony, which will be followed by a banquet reception immediately thereafter. We look forward to your attendance! Please return your response with the courier who has delivered this letter.]

2, Action

[Ezreal has been working hard and making frequent trips out to Citadel so he's been scarce recently. For now, though, he's back in Union, business is hopping so he's been run pretty much ragged. Those who are looking for him, however, might find him hanging out at Teeters - hey he's legal now - for a drink after a long day of work. And with the general volume and his nice corner seat, he's available to discuss any matters that might require... secrecy.

Beyond that, he's usually at his shop. Things are pretty hectic, but sometimes he can spare a moment. Usually around closing time.]

3, Voice, locked to Garen

Look I know you're not crazy about me and the feeling's mutual but we need to talk. This is very important to Lux.
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[The feed is quiet for a moment while she finishes adjusting the camera. Still, the video has been carefully framed, like someone's spent a lot of time thinking about it. There's a faint noise from behind the camera of a Pokemon giving some encouragement.]

Right, okay. Hey, everybody. I just got this band recently, so I thought I should say hello. [She rubs her arm briefly and glances away as if trying to remember something.] I've been out of Union for a while. Has much changed?


[It's pretty early in the morning, so maybe there won't be many people out at this time. This way maybe Max can get a few photos of what decorations are still up before there's too much hustle and bustle.

But while Max is preoccupied with that whole taking photos thing, her Deerling has other ideas. Ever the social butterfly, she's started roaming a bit. Hey! You there! She's totally trotting right over to you, whoever you are.

Dee! Dee deeer. [Isn't her fur just gorgeous? It's about time she got some more admirers.]
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[For Raine, since the return from the unexpected journey to Glacier, it has been a few weeks spent studying, catching up, learning some of the quicker ways to get around Union and... settling in. Something which had been easy enough for her and her brother; less so when it came to her Pokemon bondmates.

In particular, her Oddish had become somewhat difficult to handle since her return, not adjusting to the changes all that well and the fact that Raine had been away for a while. It had developed a tendency of shaking some form of sleep powder or stun spores at any humans who got too close before retreating somewhere to hide.

While she was used to dealing with it, it would be unfortunate if someone else had unknowingly agitated the Pokemon while it was having one of its fits, though she doesn't feel comfortable broadcasting the situation. Still, she's looking a little harried, after the Pokemon scampers off after being re-summoned, yet again, and she's finally forced to consult the network-

... and yes, that is a Pikachu fussing with her hair in the frame.]

My apologies for bothering you with something like this, but if anyone has happened to notice an Oddish that is behaving -- well, oddly -- can you let me know where you've noticed it and keep your distance from it? We were in the business district, so she probably hasn't gotten very far. Thank you.

[Short and to the point. As it is, she'll get back to searching, herself, even though the Pikachu accompanying her also seems a little fussy, since here they are in the business district but no actual shopping seems to be taking place. Priorities...]
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The people of Union have descended into the besieged city, doing everything in their power to aid the citizens of Glacier yet remaining within. Whether struggling against the invaders seemingly loyal to the White Dragon, or seeking out the injured and lost in need of aid, they take advantage of several hours of relative calm to do all they can. And for a time, it seems to be working - the invaders are not so very strong after all, not against the experienced Unionites who have surpassed everything from human armies to memories of gods.

But perhaps the might of the two combined is an altogether different challenge.


The sensation is felt throughout the whole of the city, the rumbling of the earth itself enough to take down the more unstable buildings in its wake. From any point, at any height, all eyes are drawn to the monstrosity that has descended in the blink of an eye into the still-burning town center. A great, white dragon... Exactly as described by those who had escaped from the city.

Those with sharp eyes will see that standing beside it, there seems to be a human figure.

Its sheer presence is overwhelming. The air around it ripples with an aura of heat, but felt even more keenly than that, there is a devastating sense of raw power and control. This being... this god could burn down the entire earth if it wished. A city of Glacier's relative size... What chance did it possibly have? That the world yet remains standing seems almost a mercy. Its size is immense, its bulk several times larger than that of a Wailord, its height almost seeming to rival the tallest towers of Union, though perhaps this is an exaggeration of the mind.

It takes a step forward, and the earth shudders once more in its wake.

All across the frozen city of Glacier, every individual carrying a Warp Band will suddenly feel the device activate of its own accord as a video feed begins to play. Attempting to turn it off fails, and changing it doesn't seem to work either. Something, or someone, has hijacked the feed and is using it for their own announcement.

A tall, severe looking man stares into the feed, his lone eye seeming to burn with an unnatural fire. And beside him, only its lower body visible, stands the feet of the White Dragon, its fur outlined in crisp detail from this distance. The man gazes steadily forward, eyes yet alight with passion.

"So, it seems that this place has found someone to come to its aid. No matter, our plans will not be disrupted by insects like you. Still, it's good to know that there are humans left that understand the value of kinship with our fellow inhabitants of this world. It brightens my day, you might say, to know that my men have been facing honorable opponents, and not weak cowards that still cling to the old ways.

A pity that when we're done here, we'll have to come for you next. I won't lie to you and say we'll show you mercy, but at least your deaths will be swift."

He smiles then, a thin and grave expression.

Every fiber of those remaining in the city screams to flee from this threat. There is nothing they can do - they must retreat. But though their minds may instinctively beg for such a course of action, to do so means to abandon its people to a fiery demise. Can they truly run from this?

They must choose quickly... and this time, it is not a choice concerning a rabid creature, an angered and wild animal lashing out. This cold and calculated destruction, sanctioned by a god itself, so reminiscent of what was said to have happened in the past. To oppose it, perhaps, means to steer the course of history into terrible new waters. Choose quickly, people of Union. What answer will you find?

((Reshiram is a Legendary, and thus, the normal rules will not apply. It will be able to strike through abilities that would seemingly protect people, and analysts will not be able to sense its weaknesses. It radiates an aura of power that will inspire fear and awe in those who see it. Please be warned that there is a definite chance of injury when attacking this creature; however, despite all this, it is possible to defeat it.

Have fun! And enjoy some mood music.))
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[It's a lengthy journey even by air, that our intrepid heroes find themselves on. The veteran fliers set a quick, but not grueling pace at the suggestion of the Valkyries. Arriving to a battleground when a god had taken the field tired was not wise, they'd said, and who could really blame them? The prospect alone of facing down one of the beasts of legend would be enough to send most men fleeing in the opposite direction, but one who was working with a human? That was all the more reason to make sure that proper care was taken on the trek. And so for a day the party traveled, a caravan of birds, dragons, reptiles and the odd flying robot making steady time across the Rolling Plains before setting down at the north-eastern edge.

The curious would find that not far from where the tents were pitched, the green hills turned jagged, the land going from verdant to a sea of dark glass. Obsidian shards spiked upwards, spires gleaming in the moonlight like razor sharp teeth, setting an ominous tone for the evening's respite. Tents were pitched, fires were lit, and the more warlike companions even began a drum circle and dance. Valkyries and shirtless Calderan volunteers, a small number of visiting mages, and other more mysterious folks all curious to see the god and to help with the relief efforts. The camp, despite the circumstances, was at least a lively one.

And then came the final day.

Over the Obsidian Flats they went, the massive shapes of Boldore and Tyranitar visible even from up in the sky. And...further perhaps even more stunningly, a gigantic lake almost large enough to call an inland sea, sprawled out below. Rivers snaked out of it all around, and the water itself was a pure crystal blue. But perhaps the most awe inspiring sight of the whole journey came once they cleared the Flats and the area around Glacier came into view. An expanse of white, thick snow covering the ground this early in the year. Arctic forests cropped up here and there, snowcapped trees and a frigid looking river marring the perfect canvas beneath. And more Pokemon , of course. Gigantic Avalugg shook the ground below, and a new species plodded along, chewing amiably on the trees, largely unconcerned by the humans overhead, and the occurrences in the distance.

Along the coast a city was in flames, people streaming out of its ruined gates, desperately fleeing along the rivers before whatever it was came back. Smoke curled up along the skyline, burned hamlets and outlying settlements that'd already been destroyed.

It seems like they weren't too late, and it in the moment of respite there was a chance for our heroes to at least get their bearings and prepare for the Dragon God's return...]

[OOC: We will be opening some of these areas for bonding within the next few days for everyone who is taking part in the expedition.]
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[This... is not a Warp Band which has been active - or within range - in a long while. The image is fuzzy and looks somehow grubby, perhaps to be attributed to the fact that the device has spent almost a whole year stuffed into the bottom of a bag.

The young man on the screen, though, doesn't look like he needs any help looking like a mess.

The fair feathers covering his head are ruffled and matted, and on one side of his head they show signs of having been singed by something. What can be seen of his clothes looks like rags and tatters, repaired in places with caterpie silk, woven vines, feathers, wool... all manners of debris. The once-blue gemstone attached to his forehead looks dull, now faded from blue to dirty yellow. From what can be seen of his face and body, he's not only incredibly filthy, but also a large number of meals short of a healthy weight. He has a nasty-looking cut on the left side of his face, running right across his eye, which is swollen and looks infected.

He offers the camera a bleak, apologetic smile, and the chipper tone in his voice sounds incredibly false.]

Hello everyone. I'm, ah- My name is Fai Flourite. I went missing from Union last autumn.

[He shifts a bit. There is a muffled splash followed by the aggravated chattering of a Floette off-camera, and Fai winces.]

I'm currently a bit... stuck. I'm on my way home, but- mm, I don't think I should be Teleporting in a while just yet. Last time I did, I ended up in a swamp. Which, incidentally, is why I'm a bit stuck.

[He attempts a laugh, but it sounds pathetic. He averts his eyes, as if he can't even face the camera. His voice drops into a mumble.]

But I'm coming home. I know I must've worried some people, and... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

[And with that, the feed cuts out.]
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[The solemn city of Sanctuary, home to Mages. There's something different in the atmosphere lately, the feeling of relief of years of Gigan rule, a time for schedules to be slightly more relaxed. That's about the only real difference.

Visitors to the city, however, that was also something else. It didn't take long for rumors of the arrivals from Union to begin circulating - a small number at that, but still enough to catch attention - though the context of it varied, from gratitude to disdain, and that was about all.

Aware of their presence, but not certain how to approach them just yet, the young woman did her best to be discreet in her observations of the varied strangers over the past few days.

... still, that doesn't mean she can't be bumped into, such as when she's bringing files to an office. Or on her way to the library to wind down after a busy day... conveniently during the more quiet times of day. Some of those meetings might not be accidental.]

My apologies, I'm not usually this clumsy...

[OOC: Backdated by about a week or so for timeline purposes!]
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[The feed adjusts for a moment, before coming online to reveal an older man, perhaps in forties. He has harsh features that are dulled somewhat by a kindly smile, but he is clearly a man who has seen great hardship and strife in his life. Perched on his shoulder is a somewhat mangy looking Murkrow who is staring at the camera intently, and with something of a sinister-seeming gaze]

Greetings, people of Union. My name is Jericho Swain, a Commander formerly of the Sanctuary resistance and now with the military proper. I have been elected by the council to serve as a liaison, an ambassador of goodwill, if you will, between our people. I have extensive experience working with resistance forces and, if it not be immodest of me to say, have attained a certain degree of regard among the other fighters. Sanctuary hopes that sending one such as myself will help demonstrate its desire to cooperate and uphold our agreements with the city of Union.

I have been fully briefed on your standards and culture, so much as we have knowledge of them. To show my commitment to our open relations, I have released all of my prior Pokemon from their Pokeballs and service. All, that is, save my dear Beatrice, who has been with me since my youth and refused to leave, not that I've a Pokeball to release her from anyway. Henceforth, I shall only bond with Pokemon in the Union tradition. I hope this shows that the city of Sanctuary, and myself especially are serious about our commitments to your fair city. If you've any questions, please do not hesitate to ask. I am holding an office within the council tower at this moment in time, and will keep hours regularly to speak with people as I am able.
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( VIDEO. )

[ The video is choppy, and a bit grainier than usual. Judging from the scene behind her, Lux is quite a distance away from Union. A campfire roars behind her, a few tents speckling the background. The blond looks surprisingly chipper despite having traveled so far. Sitting with her back braced against her pack, she smiles at the camera. ]

Good evening, everyone. I know that a few people know already, but I won't be back home for a while. I'll be doing a bit of work for the Seekers in Sanctuary, helping to establish relations there and, if things go well, hopefully a chapter within the city. I believe that there is a lot that we can learn from them.

[ There is a brief pause as she stands, grabbing her pack and heading toward one of the tents. ]

We're close to the edge of the Warp Band's reach, so we've been thankful enough to travel with a supply caravan moving into the city. Otherwise, this might be a much harder trip than it has been. I hope to be back in signal range within a few weeks, but this job may keep me a bit longer, depending on how negotiations go. I will do my best to write letters, at the very least.

[ Finally making her way into her tent, she lets a small ball of light float toward the ceiling, depositing her pack in a corner. ]

Of course, I have other objectives as well. I'm traveling with a few others, to do some investigative work on the homunculi rehabilitation project, and whether Sanctuary is being completely honest with their plans and intentions. It is also my hope to, quite frankly, learn more. The knowledge we have is very limited, and if we are to help people cope, then we need any an all information that we can find. I doubt that it will be easy, but I've always liked a good challenge.

So, hopefully all will go well. I don't anticipate they will, but I will keep in touch as best as I can. Be well, Union, I'll see you again soon.


[ Throughout the trip to Sanctuary, Lux can be found buzzing about, busy as a combee. She is reading through notes, directing the few assistants from the Seekers she happened to take along with her, conducting interviews with various traders who have been within the city walls--doing everything that she can to prepare. And yet, she still seems a bit on edge when left on her own.

And when engaged by others? She is on 200%. Lux is smiling, more vivacious than usual, despite looking a bit worn down. There are times where she nearly drifts off on the back of her Rapidash, and she can be found reading by lantern light outside of her tent, a tin mug of coffee by her side. ]
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[It's been about three and a half months since he arrived in Union to help his dad set up this branch of Junes, but now came the one thing he was dreading about it. Business was fine, but his dad wanted to advertise a little more, and what better than to have his son do an advertisement for the store on the Warp Band? Yosuke groaned and protested, but eventually agreed. He didn't want to do this, but here he is-]

Ahem. Uh... [He reads nervously now from a paper that's heard as he uncrinkles it, with a cheerful demeanor and an apprehensive customer service voice over the feed. He really doesn't want to do this.]

This week only, Junes is offering a store-wide discount! Most items are ten to twenty-five percent off! Don't miss this great opportunity for all your shopping needs!

Every day's great at your Junes...! Heheh...! [He laughs half-heatedly, embarrassed.]


[There is a scream sounding in your direction. It's distressed. As if someone is trying to escape a deadly situation.]


[The boy runs, looking for help. Shadows seem to be following behind him, closely. He needs a hand, because whatever it is that's following him, is something he can't take on by himself.]
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ACTION / closed to danny  )

( VIDEO. )

[ Jack looks... tired, sitting on the floor of his room. and he's almost blue in certain places, around the eyes and mouth - not like an ordinary person in need of warming up, but like a corpse that's been left out in the cold for a good long while. that isn't the only difference; usually in video messages, he's curled up somewhere with his Pokémon draped all over him. for once, the majority of them are nowhere in sight, except for a Sneasel plastered against his front and a Froslass tucked into his side. ]

Soooo. First things first, I'm heading off to Sanctuary with Lux for a while. I'm gonna check up on the Homunculi there, if anyone else actually cares. [ that is definitely a bitter jab there. he's not at all happy about how the negotiations turned out after everyone made all those reassurances. ] Oh, I evolved just recently, that's another thing. If you noticed it get about ten degrees colder for a minute the other day, yeah, that was me. Kind of a weird experience, to be honest, and definitely not one I personally would choose to repeat! It might have been nice to get a warning about it? You know, just, a common courtesy, "by the way, if you haven't evolved before, you should know that it might feel like you're dying at first. But don't worry about it!"

[ evolution does not make his Homunculus body more stable, and because every part of him was completely unequipped to deal with the change, it was an awful shift that he's still adjusting to. he doesn't yet realise this isn't the normal experience that everyone has. ]

But on a slightly more pressing note, uh... Does anyone have a problem with not being able to touch things? Or people, or Pokémon - and I mean, ever. Because— this?

[ he picks up his familiar shepherd's staff, and immediately, thick frost begins spreading across the wood. the exasperated expression on Jack's face may be telling of the fact that he is not deliberately making this happen. ]

This is kind of a problem. [ a Growlithe comes shuffling into view to nose at Jack, and Jack gently pushes it back with his staff, laughing. ] No, idiot, I keep telling you! You're gonna get frostbite if you cuddle up to me now, you know. That's, actually, general warning for everyone — uh, don't touch me anymore! Unless you do want frostbite, in which case, hey, happy to oblige.

[ it doesn't seem like he's particularly upset about this, eyes still bright and cheerful, but his smile is somewhat tense. ]

World Fair

Aug. 22nd, 2015 08:57 pm
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In the week of lead-up to the fair, the whole of Union had been ablaze with excited chatter, industrious preparations, and quite a fair number of new faces. People from all over the known world had begun to trickle in with the announcement, some representatives and workers from each invited civilization, some excited young trainers and travelers, hopeful prizewinners and showboaters, cooks, warriors, clothing designers, and of course a wide variety of Pokemon. You couldn’t look anywhere (even a trash can) without finding somebody new, and every single person was absolutely thrilled to be there.

The World’s Fair, hopefully the first of many, sprawled out across the Entertainment District. Large swathes of the area had been cordoned off for the event, stalls and tables, booths and small shelters set out and erected over the course of the week. Local workers and travelers dug in, working in shifts to get everything together on time. Voices sang out around the grounds, work chants accompanied by the beat of hammers and nails, with every soul pouring their hearts into their tasks. A busy time, certainly, and one fueled by a desire for harmony, profit, and to start off the idea with a bang.

There were, of course, a few noticeable exceptions. The open invitation to Gigas that the Council had so warmly extended had been accepted in due time. Those who numbered themselves amongst that great city were distinguishable by their less than friendly countenances and penchant for taking notes, no doubt analyzing the city of their enemies. One likely familiar face made her appearance partway through the week, disappearing quickly into a tent and remaining indoors for the rest of the preparations.

Come opening day, people had already begun lining up at the entrance, awaiting admission. The queue stretched for blocks and blocks, a serpentine loop of people and Pokemon all eager for a chance to see what this fair was all about. Like everything else surrounding the event, there was a certain buzz to it. Chatter filled the line, questions and queries hanging on everyone’s lips. Did you see that robot? What’s that smell? Did you see that Maxime de la Puffette was planning on unveiling her fall lineup here? Oh! Oh! And there are three idol groups! Risette may even make a performance! and there was another rumor that buzzed through the line as well. Gigas accepted the invitation. And so did some of those people from the Archipelago…

Once inside the grounds proper, a dizzying array of sights, sounds and smells assailed every visitor’s senses. Music blared, machines clinked and clanked, food sizzled on grills, exotic spices wafted down the paths, unusual Pokemon let out cries of surprise and delight, and people ooh and ahhhed. Technological wonders stood out on stages, concerts presented a variety of music in every style imaginable, there were whole areas set aside for nothing but eating and fashion, while martial artists, Pokemon and brawlers duked it out in the various arenas. And above it all, airborne Pokemon soared and wheeled, banking and turning as their riders and egos clashed in a competition of acrobatics and skill. All of this could really only mean one thing, and even if by chance you were a Crustle living under a literal rock, you couldn’t miss it.

An event like nothing held since the Cataclysm, and something wholly unique had begun today, and for one week only. The First World’s Fair!

[OOC: This post is open to all players throughout the next week. Feel free to tag around, start your own top levels, and generally have fun during the fair. Some new and familiar faces will be tagging around as well, and may tag into your threads!]
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[Residents currently on the Warp Band network would be greeted by the face of a sharply dressed young person over the feed. With the quirky hat and the short hair style, the person had an equal chance of being male or female-- the clean lines of the dress shirt and tie didn't help matters either. The sun was bright that morning, and it took the stranger a moment to adjust their angle to account for the glare flashing off the lens.]

Good morning, Union.

[The stranger nodded briskly in greeting, offering a smile that was equal parts friendly and professional to the people tuning in.]

I imagine that we're all busy getting started with the day, so I'll keep this brief: I'm Naoto Shirogane, a detective from Caldera. I've just arrived, so does anyone else from the north mind filling me in on what's been happening?

Also-- I'm still in business if anyone wishes for my services. Just contact me on the network.

[And, promptly, the young detective closes the signal out.]


[That afternoon would greet people in Union with one of two sights: the first is that of a young Ralts who had gotten separated from his trainer, staring longingly at the freshly baked buns that were cooling off within sight of the bakery window. He knew that humans like that green, papery stuff to trade for food and goods-- and he didn't have any-- but that didn't dampen the longing for the buns any less.

The second is that of Naoto herself, walking briskly down the streets in her platform boots, ignoring the smack of leather on concrete as she searched the streets. Some of the noise was intentional-- she wanted her target to know where she was, if they were to find her first.

On occasion she might peer at an unfurled map to get an idea of her general location. Other times she could be found staring down the street with a crisp, analytic look in her eyes. Anyone wandering close by might here her murmur something under her breath:]

Where could he have run off to this time?
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[Today’s warp band feed features two individuals, and one massive gigantic grey blob. Friends might recognize Yosuke Hanamura and Yukiko Amagi. And some might even guess that blob is the infamous “Snor-Lord” but then they might also easily not, because really he’s just kind of a dweeb. There’s a serious look in the teenager’s eyes, like they have something incredibly serious to say. And even the infamous outlaw Snorlax seems quieter than usual.]

Hey. So, Yukiko and I sorta had an encounter the other day. Like, one of the divine kind.

[He takes a deep breath.] One of the gods contacted us. And it had some pretty important things to say.

[Yukiko’s head dips as she greets the viewers, and she pushes up her glasses before speaking in an equally solemn voice.]

It was a god named Suicune. It said it was the North Wind. The...Gale that brings the frost. One of the winter gods, I’d guess. It had kinda a lot to say, but it was, mostly because it wanted us to ask questions and not the other way around.

[He nods, looking at her and then back to the feed.]

And the answers we got weren’t exactly good. [She breaks in with a nod.] No, they really weren’t.

[He takes another breath, trying to recall everything to the best of his ability.]

We asked about Gigas, and Sanctuary. Turns out the gods have an opinion on them, too.

[She takes a breath as well, and Snor-Lord’s hands drop down onto both of their shoulders. The big brute leans in between them and grunts.]

It also said a few things about the gods too, and how they think. Like...they definitely are testing us. And they have a reason. But it didn’t say what, and it seemed like it was working for another god. Which I guess points to a kind of hierarchy?

[Snor-Lord nods again and speaks in a serious series of Snors/Laxes/Snorlaxs.]

Yeah, it was also kind of a jerk. Talkin’ about manners like a big lamer.

[Yosuke rolls his shoulder in irritation, not wanting the big pokemon’s hand there.]

Get your paws offa me! Anyway, it was seriously freaky. Especially with what it had to say. But we couldn’t sit here and keep this to ourselves. We’ll be here if anyone’s got any questions.

((ooc: Replies will come from either Yosuke and Yukiko and Snor-Lord, and if you prefer action they’re in one of the residential district parks. If you want a joint thread or one of them specifically, let us know in your header!

Also, order doesn't matter- feel free to boomerang either one of them if the other isn't around! It will help make things go faster :D ))
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[ Lux's experience in the caves was less than ideal. Taking a spill trying to help someone, she was in a lot of pain; more so because she had to play it off as if nothing happened. Her wrist and hand throbbing by the time she left Jack behind, she was admittedly thankful, as it had become nearly impossible for her to safely grip her staff in her right hand. She knew she should take off her warp band, but part of her didn't want to see the damage done. She had some idea, judging from how it felt, but somehow she hoped that it was like her run-in with Sakina--painful for the moment, but better within a day or so.

She knew that likely wasn't the case, but she could hope.

Thankfully the trip was short, and she managed to make her way home in less than a day. Fumbling with her staff, she did her best to try to open the door, struggling more than a bit. Why did this have to be so difficult? She just wanted to sleep this whole thing off. ]


[ A few days after their adventures in the caves, Lux comes on over the band. Someone else appears to be holding the camera, because her right arm is in a sling. ]

Greetings everyone. I think it's safe to say that a large majority of us are done with caves for a good long while. For those of you who didn't decide to investigate, count yourselves lucky. Really. It was an ordeal. I would know.

[ She wiggles her elbow a bit for emphasis. ]

I won't ask for details of what people saw, because I know for a fact that they were very private experiences. If you want to give them, then by all means, but don't feel obligated to do so. What I will ask, however, are other first-hand accounts of what you noticed, if there was anything out of the ordinary. Much like the last time I gave this survey, your responses will be submitted anonymously to the Seekers. If you don't feel comfortable talking to me, you can feel free to send them in.

For obvious reasons, I won't be able to write anything down, so in-person interviews will be recorded. I'm sorry about that. In any case, if you feel comfortable talking, please let me know. Thank you!
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hey! everybody else pissed off about those caves? good, cuz i'm calling for an emergency party. there needs to be some real fun around here after whatever the hell that was.

i'm still pretty new here, so suggestions on place? stuff to do??? really somebody else can handle organization, that sounds boring, i just wanted to put out the word.

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