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I've got something to say (Closed)

Who: Yukiko and Yosuke
Where: Forest Shrine
When: Week 79
What: Yukiko and Yosuke have some stuff to talk about, so she brings him out to the Forest Shrine

Yukiko didn't really like thinking about all this, about how she had basically been kicked out of her house for the time being. Yes, she'd found work and she had a place of her own, and she was doing what she wanted to do? But that didn't make it any easier or less painful to think about. Her mother had been furious when she'd found out, and even angrier that her daughter had gone on an expedition into the ruins without saying something. Nevermind that they hadn't been speaking, or that Yukiko had literally left the house. She was still her daughter, so of course it mattered where she was!

All that weighed rather heavily on the newest member of the Seekers, and had for a few days now, and even if she didn't really want to talk about it she knew she needed to. And she knew, too, that Yosuke deserved to hear what other people had been saying to her. She believed it fully, and felt that she was doing the right thing by grabbing her own destiny by the horns. Maybe it wasn't what her family wanted, just like what she was going to tell him may not be what his family wanted, but it was what was right for them. and for Union.

Squandering gifts was never wise, and even without abilities like hers, Yosuke had a gift. He was good with Pokemon, if Makie and Fuzzy were any indication. She believed that too, fully, and in a way? She felt like she was responsible for those frowns the other day.

So, when he'd returned from Refuge, as promised, she bought a picnic lunch (after several failed attempts at cooking food, Ganesha had insisted on that) and took him and her Pokemon out to the Shrine. Jiraiya, Orthrus, Hestia, Lillith, and Peter were all out and going about their business as usual. Mostly enjoying the sun and napping, though Hestia made it a point to help Yukiko prepare the food.

As she works, quietly really, Yukiko hummed quietly in time to a tune from her Warp Band. A radio jingle advertising a restaurant in Caldera first, and then one of Rise's old songs.

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It shouldn't be raining...

[...not at all...]

[He takes a nervous look around. Up, in all directions around them- looking for something, because he doesn't know what else to do.]

Dude, that's freaking me out, why the hell shouldn't it be raining?

[Despite their concerns, the rain does not begin to intensify and sweep them away.

...The wind does, instead.

A gust of wind practically lifts them off the ground and presses them south, away from the shrine back to the city. Despite the force, it seems to guide them gently such that they don't smash into any trees or anything else too undignified.]

[Yukiko teeters, and Snor-Lord moves to block some of the wind, but she's not about to argue with the weather...]

Because...I can make rain stop, Yosuke.

[Except this...]

I hope it's not another Enhanced.

I can't do anything about the wind either...

[He tries his own luck, trying to use his own newfound power over the wind, but whatever is in charge of this doesn't seem to be interested in doing what Yosuke wants. He's never had this happen before, and while he thought that maybe it might be a sign from the Great Tree, they weren't anywhere near Citadel.]

You mean those freaky people who showed up a while back? The ones that had like, superpowers?

Edited (spelling is hard for me haha) 2015-07-14 21:19 (UTC)

[On and on and on it goes; where they'll stop, nobody knows.

Well, actually, they'll stop pretty soon as the wind drops them lightly next to the mouth of a river flowing out from a small pond after a minute or two. It's a beautiful, pristine pool, crystal-clear and perfectly still despite the droplets of rain coming down.

...Has this place ever been marked on a map?

Snor-Lord, on the other hand, would require a typhoon to move so after a few moments of unsuccessful wind-force, it seems to pause for a moment before deciding that the Pokemon will probably follow its trainer, anyway.]

Y-yeah, those guys...

[Yukiko's eyes go wider and wider as they're pushed along, but she's beginning to think less and less that it's one of the Enhanced. They wouldn't be so gentle. And they probably wouldn't be letting Snor-Lord trundle along behind them.

The pond definitely banishes the last vestiges of worry. An Enhanced shouldn't have that much control.]

...wow...it's...SNOOOOOR!

[And here's Snor-Lord, charging in...]

...beautiful.

[Dammit Peter.]

[He thought he'd have to put in extra effort not to run into anything, and he gets a little angry that something seems to be pushing him along, so he yells at the invisible force.]

Just put us down! [He says in irritation, until they arrive at the mouth of the river.]

Oh. Well, that worked. [He casts his eyes over the sight, surprised.] Woah, it really is beautiful. Where the hell are we though? Woah! [He yells at the Snorlax.]

Dude, will you watch where you're walking?

[The rain continues to fall.

More and more swiftly, like a curtain of shimmering water trailing down from the skies. And while they might be tempted to seek shelter from the downpour, some innate instinct, perhaps, will stop them. Even as they watch, the limpid pool begins to take on a faint ethereal glow.

And now they can feel the rain no longer - its range tightens and narrows, focusing solely upon that pool, and the unearthly light begins to arc high into the skies. Something like a rainbow shimmers before them, but the effect is more ephemeral than a rainbow ever was. Should they have cause to travel to the northern lands, perhaps they would learn the name of this phenomenon.

Where the falling rain meets the standing pool, the curtain of water drops heavily for the final time, spreading out in a great ripple across the pond. In that instant, something coalesces out of nothingness.

All falls still.]

Children of man.

[A pause.]

And... Snorlax.

Welcome.

[Yukiko's whole body tenses up as the light begins to flood the area, her eyes glued to the sky, following it as it descends into the pool. She practically flinches when the water drops, the bottom falling out of her stomach.

She's not sure how to react other than to drop to one knee before the great beast before her. There's no denying it, this is one of the gods...one of the beings that destroyed the world so long ago.]

G-Good...afternoon...[She starts to say, only to be cut off by:]

SNOOOOOR! [What's the deal, man! Scaring kids like that!]

Peter! [Yukiko's fear vanishes long enough for her to elbow the Snorlax in the belly, eliciting a grunt of Snor-Lord, man...I'm Snor-Lord! before he quiets down.]

S-Sorry about him, sir...

[He can't believe what he's seeing. The rain focuses on the pool itself, and his mouth drops open in astonishment.]

W-W-What the hell....!

[Until the god appears before the two of them, to which he can only stammer out a few words.]

W-What the hell are you- [Which is also cut off by the Snorlax, causing Yosuke to hiss at him.] Shutuuuuuup!

[The great beast pauses at this response for a moment before it bays softly. It's not a terribly pleasant sound, but... it seems to be a chuckle.]

Oho! You needn't fear. I have no intention of harming you or your friends today...

'Snor-Lord.'

[Perhaps the Pokemon of this new world need some lessons in proper etiquette, as well.]

This is the fifth meeting between man and servant now, no? Do you know what I'm here for?

[That sound is really rather unpleasant. Like...really unpleasant, enough to make Yukiko's voice come out sounding very, very small. Or maybe that was just standing in Snor-Lord's shadow. Because he was pretty good about looming, arms folded...

He'll give you a chance, but just you watch, god. He'll bust out some sick dance moves on you.]

I...well you're not here to eat us. Or you would have. Do you want us to do something for you? [She'd heard a couple of rumors about this sort of encounter floating around, but...]

I mean...you want to test us? Or ask us something?

[His eyes flick back from Peter to the legend in front of them, nervous. Especially so at whatever that was. He's almost sure he's going to die, even if that thing says that it's not here to do them any harm. He doesn't know if it's lying or not.]

Y-Yeah, I have no clue. You sure you're not going to just, bite our throats out or something? I still have lots to do. You know, being alive and all that stuff that goes along with it. We'll do anything!

Just please, spare us!

[He's going to wet himself.]

[The 'laughter' dies a bit at Yosuke's frantic pleas. If the minor god had any eyebrows to raise, they would be arched pretty high right about now.]

...My diet does not generally include humans. Your meat to bone ratio is low.

[Is that a joke?]

But yes. That has been... the usual procedure.

I grow weary of questioning, though. Perhaps... there is something you wish to ask me, instead?

[Yukiko recognizes, unlike Yosuke, that they'll just have to take it on faith that this god doesn't want to eat them. She will admit that she is pretty stringy, and probably tastes a lot like grass. Really dry grass that's baked in a summer sun. No good dog should want to eat that.]

I...you...huh.

[That's actually not what she'd expected at all. She looks from the god to Yosuke, and then over at Peter. There's a question that's been on her mind lately, of course. Something most trainers who wandered through the shattered and recovering landscape often thought about. Especially after seeing Primal Groundon.]

Is there something we...as humans...can do to better coexist with Pokemon? I mean, we're trying, we really don't want to make you mad. Are the gods, you...and your friends...Are you testing us? Or, like with those earthquakes? Were you angry at us and trying to teach us a lesson?

[He'll just keep quiet and continue to pray to the Great Tree that he leaves this alive, standing and awaiting an answer from the legendary pokémon in front of them.]

[Its muzzle turns up slightly at Yukiko's words - though perhaps in god-body language, that just means it's getting hungrier.]

We are testing you.

But those who have watched over you from the beginning... It would not be amiss to say... they are preparing you.

But I should not speak on their behalf. Do not be tempted to think we are all of one mind.

Ah...uh...I see.

[Which was cryptic, oh my goddog was it cryptic! Yukiko takes a step back into Snor-Lord, who definitely gives that dog a look.]

I understand though.

Preparing us...

[He thought about it for a moment. For what? Why? There's a lot of questions to be had out of that statement alone, and Yosuke has plenty of them.]

So does that mean something big is coming? Can you tell us what that is, or when? Is it coming from the gods, or is it something that's been right under our noses the whole time?

No.

[A simple answer. Sorry, Yosuke.]

For I do not know myself. I am a servant of another... and we who are bound to service do not require knowledge of such things.

But I believe... Child of the Great Tree, Child of the Savior of Man... you already have an idea of what is to come.

[...That's...definitely an answer. Yukiko doesn't like the sound of it, but definitely conflict. She takes another breath, and asks another question.]

Are there any lessons you, um...personally...feel that humans need to learn? I mean, you're bound into service and not all the gods share your opinion you say, but, what's your opinion?

Edited 2015-07-14 23:15 (UTC)

[And idea of what is to come. It said that this isn't the first time they've contacted humans. Yosuke has had a bad feeling about things, since the attack on Citadel, especially since Sanctuary.

Again, he waits for the pokémon's answer.]

[Again, the muzzle curves upwards.]

Courage, perhaps.

[Cough cough Yosuke.]

My personal opinion? It is not one that is shared by many.

But the image you hold of us -- this all-powerful, unappeasable moral force... is not entirely true. We are individuals. And we are not perfect. Humans and Pokemon are meant to live in balance. The one is not subject to the other... in either direction.

Do not live your lives in fear of 'doing the wrong thing'... but in pursuit of what is right. Only then can this world be at peace.

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