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[a_gentle_boy]

[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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[a_gentle_boy]

...Um.

[This person doesn't seem like she's very keen on explaining... Lucas will hesitate for a moment.]

It's alright if you'd rather not talk about it. I've heard already that it was... frightening. But, um, I was just wondering what you... thought, I guess. About the people and... what they were like.

[That's still horribly vague, but the question is mostly 'are they really mind-controlled zombies'.]

[bleeding_heart]

The ones I saw... their eyes were [there's a short pause here as she casts about for a word] ...hollow. Like their will was not their own. Arcane circles painted in blood had been painted on their faces. And their hands were more like claws. They looked like people, but their actions were monstrous.

[a_gentle_boy]

...Ah.

[The description is certainly horrific enough, and Lucas visibly swallows before he continues.]

And... there's definitely no way they could be... brought back to normal?

[bleeding_heart]

[Merrill doesn't really know how to sugarcoat things.]

I don't know. I'm familiar with blood magic, but I've never seen it used in such a way before. If I had to guess... the hold over them could probably be broken, but the physical changes are most likely permanent.

[a_gentle_boy]

I guess that's something.

[He sighs slightly.]

What should we do, then? Maybe we don't know the whole story about them... maybe there's more to it.

But if there's not... we've really got to do something.

[bleeding_heart]

I... don't know. Isn't Union's Council deciding what we do?

[a_gentle_boy]

The Council should think about what the people want, too, right? I mean, they're supposed to be looking after what's best for us...

[bleeding_heart]

Of course. But how do we let them know what we think? Will they ask? I'm not used to the way this city governs itself.

[a_gentle_boy]

Well. Sometimes they just make decisions themselves and then we get mad, so recently, they've been better about listening to our opinions. They might ask for input soon.

[bleeding_heart]

Then that will be our chance to let them know what we think. I'm sure the Council will act with wisdom. Union is a very nice place, and nice places don't stay that way with poor leadership.

[a_gentle_boy]

...I think our Council has been getting a little over their heads recently, to be honest. I mean... they were never prepared to deal with these kinds of situations.

Mostly they're doing OK, though.

[bleeding_heart]

As long as they listen to their people, I think things will turn out for the best.

[a_gentle_boy]

[To be honest, he rarely knew what in the world the Council was doing more than that they existed and they sometimes had opinions on things.]

Well, um. ...Thanks for telling me about... what happened. I guess we'll figure it out in the coming weeks...