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bravenewworld2014-06-18 11:10 pm
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Seekers
"This is Union...?"
They stop outside the gates and exchange a glance. Moments later, the Warp Band network across Union switches on to broadcast a message, displaying two strangers, similar enough to be siblings apart from their stereotypical color schemes. The man in blue speaks first.
"You guys mind opening up? It's been a long trek; we can't all just align with Ponyta and gallop across a desert."
"Though I'll bet Ponyta are less grumpy to travel with than this guy. How about we introduce ourselves? I'm Maeve."
"Ceilto. We're here representing a group called the Seekers, from the branch up in Caldera. You guys hear anything about us yet?"
A short expectant pause before Maeve smiles. "No problem. I'll explain! What we do is seek out information about the old gods. You know, the ones that a lot of people worship or hate depending on who you are and where you're from. The ones who're in the legends, buuut other than that, we don't really know much about them. So! Our Boss wanted us to come here to do some digging."
"Yeah. You'll meet him sooner or later, but the Boss-man wants to start up a new chapter here if he can - heard you guys built your whole city on top of some old ruins."
Both of them look more enthused as the topic shifts to the Old City. "We don't know how deep you guys have gotten or how much you know, but we thought that maybe, just maybe, there might be some information down there. We want to help check it out!"
Ceilto holds up a finger. "We heard those Team Evolution nuts've been around already. If you're worried we're like them at all, don't be. We're interested in learning more about the old gods, not in catching them and rubbing on a Pokéball for three wishes. But you can kick us out anyway if you feel like it - long as you let us borrow your artifacts now and then."
He receives a sock in the shoulder for his troubles. "Arg, don't tell them to just kick us out when we haven't even gotten in! ...But yeah, those Team Evolution guys? Far from what we're here to do."
"We've got a few expeditions you might be interested in, too, since you guys've got some more tricks up your sleeves than the Calderans. Small groups, though - we don't need a hundred of you coming along with us and getting killed when you blunder around and collapse it on your heads."
"Oh good grief. Don't listen to him. We do have some favors to ask, but what we're asking for isn't that dangerous. No one is going to get killed. ...Probably."
The man grins mischievously. "Probably. ...Yep. ...Well, that's about all. We'll be by the gates if you've got any questions. ...As soon as someone lets us in, c'mon already."
"Maybe if you stopped acting like that, they will."
The conversation devolves into meaningless bickering before the Warp Band unceremoniously switches off.
((Respond as you please! Thread jacking will likely occur. Don't feel the need to wait for both characters to respond before you do; it will be in and out!))
They stop outside the gates and exchange a glance. Moments later, the Warp Band network across Union switches on to broadcast a message, displaying two strangers, similar enough to be siblings apart from their stereotypical color schemes. The man in blue speaks first.
"You guys mind opening up? It's been a long trek; we can't all just align with Ponyta and gallop across a desert."
"Though I'll bet Ponyta are less grumpy to travel with than this guy. How about we introduce ourselves? I'm Maeve."
"Ceilto. We're here representing a group called the Seekers, from the branch up in Caldera. You guys hear anything about us yet?"
A short expectant pause before Maeve smiles. "No problem. I'll explain! What we do is seek out information about the old gods. You know, the ones that a lot of people worship or hate depending on who you are and where you're from. The ones who're in the legends, buuut other than that, we don't really know much about them. So! Our Boss wanted us to come here to do some digging."
"Yeah. You'll meet him sooner or later, but the Boss-man wants to start up a new chapter here if he can - heard you guys built your whole city on top of some old ruins."
Both of them look more enthused as the topic shifts to the Old City. "We don't know how deep you guys have gotten or how much you know, but we thought that maybe, just maybe, there might be some information down there. We want to help check it out!"
Ceilto holds up a finger. "We heard those Team Evolution nuts've been around already. If you're worried we're like them at all, don't be. We're interested in learning more about the old gods, not in catching them and rubbing on a Pokéball for three wishes. But you can kick us out anyway if you feel like it - long as you let us borrow your artifacts now and then."
He receives a sock in the shoulder for his troubles. "Arg, don't tell them to just kick us out when we haven't even gotten in! ...But yeah, those Team Evolution guys? Far from what we're here to do."
"We've got a few expeditions you might be interested in, too, since you guys've got some more tricks up your sleeves than the Calderans. Small groups, though - we don't need a hundred of you coming along with us and getting killed when you blunder around and collapse it on your heads."
"Oh good grief. Don't listen to him. We do have some favors to ask, but what we're asking for isn't that dangerous. No one is going to get killed. ...Probably."
The man grins mischievously. "Probably. ...Yep. ...Well, that's about all. We'll be by the gates if you've got any questions. ...As soon as someone lets us in, c'mon already."
"Maybe if you stopped acting like that, they will."
The conversation devolves into meaningless bickering before the Warp Band unceremoniously switches off.
((Respond as you please! Thread jacking will likely occur. Don't feel the need to wait for both characters to respond before you do; it will be in and out!))
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...Besides the people who don't, I mean.
But the point is, why get all crazy-intense about it?
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We've done some studies on Mega Evolution, by which we mean we awkwardly follow Team Evolution on their missions and hide under bushes whenever they turn around. There's actually some historical basis in it - we're pretty ticked they found it before us.
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[So much for not really caring. He doesn't much envy it, but he distrusts it enough to want to know more.]
How do they do it? What's the deal?
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By which I mean, it's not happening for anyone without the tools that Team Evo has. You saw the gem, didn't you?
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[Oh, hey, look, he can look serious for about half a second! Actually, he looks a little bit harrowed--he did see it up close and personal, after all.]
I got a good look. What's the story with it?
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...Aaaaand that's about all we have, which is just about as much as you've guessed, I'm sure.
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Right, we get how the normal stones work--at least, I think the science-y kinds of people do?-- but like... I mean, she was at her final evolution stage, right? The Blaziken he sent up against us? How could they make her evolve again?
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Have you ever heard stories about people who see small children about to be eaten by Ursaring and then they suddenly have the strength to fight with a bear until the kid escapes?
Adrenaline. It's a little like that. But more focused and purposeful and with less bears involved.
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You know, except to be jerks.
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I'm not too surprised. It's how they get recruits to be impressed by their strength.
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I bet they're like, compensating for something. All of them!
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[He agrees readily.]
Like, a soul, maybe. But most of the grunts aren't great at working with Pokemon.
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Where do they get the stuff, anyway? Does anyone else have it?
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If we knew any of that, we wouldn't be sitting around gossiping over how unfair it is that they've got something so cool, would we?
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...So lame, though.