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[action, Residential District]
[Sometime in the early evening, there comes a brief rumble of footsteps from one of the towers in the shabbier part of the Residential District before the door bursts open and a small horde of Pokemon stampedes out.

This is shortly followed by a roiling cloud of smoke and a young teenaged boy carrying a pan of fire. ...It was probably a pan of something meant to be edible at some point, but now it's mostly just a pan of fire.

He lobs it as far away from them as possible the moment he makes it to relative safety, coughing and spluttering.]

Someone use Water Gun!

[Sentret, Teddiursa, Togetic, Drifloon, Purrloin, Bagon, Espeon, and Cottonee slowly turn to stare at their trainer.]

...I've got to make friends with a Water type.

[While he works on that, he takes off his oven mitts and begins to beat at the flames with them instead. Good thing cobblestone isn't flammable. ...Well. It's probably not.]

[video, public, much later]
Hi, everyone. ...Um.

It's been a while since everything that happened now. I hope everyone's been able to recover from their injuries - if you still need medical assistance for any reason, please come by the Medical Center. Or I'd be happy to come over and see you, too.

I guess I wanted to ask... what exactly was Sanctuary making and who... saw them? I didn't really understand too much of what was going on, but I feel like... we ought to be telling the Council how we feel about all of this, too, right? Won't they be taking some part in the decisions, too?

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Osoi?

[It's a bit hard for him to pronounce, but -- ]

It's nice to meet you! You must have lived at the Lake Shrine, right?

[But perhaps the niceties can be skipped for the moment in favor of preventing any houses or people from burning down. Lucas will resume stomping on the flames.]

[Osoi nods in confirmation.] ~Nice to meet you. You're the new theater guy?~

[Right sighs in exasperation.] Oh, great; she's still in "yesterday" mode... Osoi, that's Lucas. John is the theater guy. Now... [He clears his throat, falling into Trainer mode.] Osoi - put out that fire!

[And the Slowpoke's eyes light up with understanding (after a moment) and immediately uses Water Gun to help douse the pan with the fire. Unfortunately, part of that may have sprayed onto Lucas as well.]

[Given that Lucas is already covered in soot, a little bit of water probably isn't going to ruin his outfit much more. ...Besides, he's got about 20 of the same striped shirt, anyway.]

Thanks, Osoi.

[Lucas will wring out part of his shirt as he tentatively steps forward towards the smoking pan. It seems unlikely that it will re-ignite for any reason, so he'll just go ahead and try to retrieve it.

...As he's reaching to pick it up, a wave of dirt will spray him from out of nowhere.]

Ghk -- !

[To the side, Espeon and a few of his other Pokemon are holding a bucket of dirt that they'd dug up to help extinguish the flames.]

Erk! Sorry, Lucas-- [Right gets cut off, though, as soon as Lucas' Pokemon comes back to shower the poor boy and his pan with dirt.]

Hey, hey, hey~! Easy, guys! It's already out!

[Soot, water, and dirt. Lucas is properly fertilized now and ready to be planted. As he rubs the dirt off his face and sighs, his Pokemon shuffle and look vaguely ashamed.]

...It's alright.

I think the moral of this story is... I shouldn't make cookies without anyone else in the house...

Maybe, yeah... You okay, though?

[Meanwhile, Right's Patrat pads up to the smoking ruins of the cookies. She sniffs them for a few moments, judging to see if it might be something to gnaw on, even if it's not food.]

[Patrat is perfectly welcome to gnaw at it if she wants to have a stomachache for hours, though Lucas will try to prevent it as soon as he can see again. He's still rubbing at his eyes.]

Nothing a little healing won't fix, probably...!

So, um -- how have you been, Mr. Right? You went to Sanctuary, too, right?

[Hadn't he said not to call him that?]

I did, actually...though really, you don't have to be so formal, Lucas. It's just Right.

[Since no one's looking right now, the Patrat will try to gnaw on...the pan itself. ...erk; damnit; fire didn't weaken it. Metal is just not good for itchy teeth that needs gnawing... Maybe some of these burnt cookies will do...]

Oh! You shouldn't --

[Lucas will squint through the dirt and gently pull away the tray.]

I'll make some better ones for you later!

[...]

...I'll buy some better ones for you later.

[Anyway.]

Sorry, Mi -- Right. Was everything OK with you?

My Mission? It actually went pretty good! We helped free the Council of the Magi. I even got to evolve just afterwards, too!

[His wings flutter instinctively, as if to show themselves off.]

So, which mission did you become part of?

Oh, that's great! Congratulations!

[Lucas smiles and glances around -- after a moment, he waves at his Espeon.]

Avey evolved, too. ...It was a big surprise for me; we've been together since I was really little.

The two of us ended up at the gates. ...I hadn't planned to be there, actually.

Oh, really? Congrats to you as well! [Right grins at Avey.

He is, however, surprised at that last bit.] Eh? Where were you planning to go?

Oh, well.

[A slight smile.]

I was thinking I would be helping to heal anyone who was injured, but I took the wrong turn in the tunnel...

[It had been dark and confusing; that was his excuse.]

It was alright, though.

So -- did you learn how to do anything new after evolving?

I can sparkle now, apparently, though I'm still working on how that exactly happens. Oh! I can also do a vocal attack, too.

[Well. Sparkling is important. Lucas laughs a little bit as he gathers up Avey.]

Mostly Avey just got a lot bigger. I'm going to have to feed him a lot more...

[Avey grumbles a bit in annoyance.]

Sparkling is good, though. You should practice in the dark.

That's a good idea! I can definitely do that at night before I go to bed.

If you make it bright enough, it might be like Flash.

...I can kind of use that move now. It's probably not a good idea to do it in public, though.

[This sounds worse than he means it to.]

yeah, that wouldn't be smart. Might blind people if you do.

[...that sounds just as terrible, to be honest.]

Mm-hm. And the type of Flashing I can do... it makes people feel all funny afterwards.

[also pretty bad]

It's more of an attack.

But -- anyway, it looks like we all got something out of the fights, so... that's good.

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