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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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[Fai, momentarily distracted by fatigue and the first human contact for a year, reacts instantly. He jumps to his feet with a feral snarl, which immediately causes his pokémon to close ranks around him, hackles rising. His fingers curl, ready to claw, his arms spread to take full use of his rather impressive range, lips pulled back from slightly pointed teeth.

He might not be good with actual mind reading, but he can scan basic traits just fine, and there has never been any mistaking that flat, deadened feeling of a creature which is completely immune to his psychic powers.]

Dark. [He spits the word, tense and backing up toward Yuuna. His nose wrinkles a moment after that, a look of distaste on his face.] Poison.

[Well, great. His Analyst powers have been trained to perfection in the wild. But he seems to suddenly be aware that he just acted... well, like a wild pokémon, as if humanity has been scraped away by his struggle for survival. He lets out a brittle little laugh, attempting to relax a bit.]

I could probably do with getting to civilization soon, huh?

Edited 2015-09-28 10:40 (UTC)

Skunktank.

[Yuuna steps forward now, hand on the hilt of her sword. Fully ready to fight the thing and smite it, but it doesn't appear. The reaction's interesting, but not unexpected. Anything can go feral.

The two dragons shift their weight, moving defensively around the humans, bristling and ready to fight if the creature appears.

It doesn't, thankfully, though that may change if he doesn't hurry.]

[Feliks steps in front of Fai the moment they're on their feet, because damned if he's letting anything touch him right now. Skuntank, Dark and Poison... it could be worse. The Dark balances out Poison's defense against his Fairy-type attacks, and most of his are Fire anyway, it's just that he needs to not get hit with too many Poison-type attacks if they do have to fight it. They do have Yuuna, a couple of dragons and Fryderyk here, too, for offense... Acid Spray's likely to be the only real threat to him, and Yuuna probably has antidotes or something in her med kit.]

[His eyes are on the grass, sharp and wary -- he's taken his short breaks in civilization, but he's gotten pretty used to the way the wilderness works, too, searching everywhere possible for Fai. His voice, though, stays light.]

Probably for the best, gorgeous. Fryderyk, can you like come here and let Fai get on already?

[The Altaria wasn't very far off anyway, but swoops down to sit on the ground next to Fai, trilling at him quietly.]

We should all get up high if possible. They are terrible at attacking anything above them.

[Fai won't protest at being treated like he needs to protected, like he's fragile, because he knows it's true. He's spend so much time fighting with claws and teeth and fists and powers, fighting for his life, and he's spend even more time fleeing to save himself. He has learned when he simply won't be strong enough, and when running or hiding are the only ways to survive.

He makes a birdlike little sound back at the Altaria, a meaningless little nonsense chirp only meant in greeting - he's spent a lot of time barely using any words at all, as well. Swinging himself up on Fryderyk's back, he looks poised for flight, but nonetheless watches Feliks' cautiously, as if being separated from him even this much is causing him anxiety.]

What do you say about cutting this party short? [He's already fiddling with his Warp Band to send Mr Sunshine out of there, since he's too large to take flying with him.]

They're probably not alone.

[The bubbling water to her left was a good indicator that there was probably an aggressive species there too, though she kept that to herself. Taking a step away, never turning her back to anything, she let Susume pick her up. The creamy companion's wings flapped once and it floated up a pace.

Kuina nuzzled Feliks, lowering her head so he could get on.]

Take off...now!

[And as if sensing that all the prey was leaving, the water came alive. It practically boiled into motion, a pair of vines shooting out of it. A Victreebell lurking there was on the attack. Hopefully everyone was out of reach!]

[Altarias aren't that big -- it would be too hard for him to carry them both all the way back to the city, even with Fai's bird bones and flying powers and his own Fairy-type waifishness, no matter how awful the thought of not being right at Fai's side is at the moment. He grabs Fai's hand for a moment and kneels down to kiss the back of it, eyes flickering up to meet his with bold amusement in spite of the deference of the gesture.]

I'll be right behind you.

[He gestures towards the sky with a small jerk of his head, and Fryderyk takes it as the order it is and takes off. It's just an instant later that the Victreebel comes out of hiding, and one vine reaches for his foot, pulling him back away from Kuina to prevent him from getting on and making his escape. He kicks at it, and the fire roaring to life in his hands is the only other warning the Pokemon gets before Feliks throws a Flamethrower attack its way.]

[He's not playing around today.]

[Fai understands the necessity of the situation, he does, and he manages to force himself not to hold onto Feliks' hand no matter how much he wants to. Even so, the vines lashing out in Feliks' direction forces another snarl across his lips, and even as he's rising into the air, a vicious psychic blow follows right after the fire, aimed right at the source of the vines. That's pretty much what he's limited to while hanging on, but at least it's something. The rest of his energy he focuses on pushing away from the ground to allow them a quicker ascension.

Blossom and Babycakes have attached themselves to him with vines of their own, and Sweetie Pie is planted firmly in his lap, but Dotty swoops down to Feliks' side with an exuberant little sound. He sends a couple of Air Slash blades flying in the direction of adjacent vines, crowing loudly as if to say, Look, I'm helping!! Not the most discrete way of going about it, really, but points for enthusiasm?]

[Yuuna shouts angrily when the vines lash out, but they’re focused on the weaker prey that’s easier to reach and Susume isn’t letting go. Too high up to drop, she watches the scene unfold. Feliks, in particular, seems to be the target…but an unappetizing one. The Flamethrower throws up a rush of steam, and the vine around his ankles snaps off with a brittle pop and a crackling of flame. The Air Slashes carve into the other grasping appendages, neatly severing them.

But the Victreebel isn’t alone. The Skuntank bursts out of the bushes, hissing and spraying an Acid Spray at the fairy type. And the plant, frightened by the fire, belches up an Acid of it’s own. That shot is clumsy, going wide thanks to the steam…and landing splat against Kuina’s scaly hide.

This, as much as the aggressive appearance of the Skuntank, gets the generally affable Salamence moving. Even Yuuna gulps as the dragon surges into action, feet churning up the ground in a Dragon Rush and sending the skunk flying. What did it think was going to happen? That the dragons were just going to stand clear?

Which just leaves the Victreebel, though that’s pretty plainly retreating. If Feliks was going to pursue, he could…but Kuina seems to want to get clear.]

[Ugh, poison types. The Acid Spray hits him, and Feliks winces in pain, but it's not important, because his foot's free now, and he didn't love this outfit, anyway. He runs after the Salamence and swings himself onto her back, holding on tightly to her neck.]

Go, go!

[He hisses softly at the Poison attack below, but even with a type disadvantage, he knows Feliks can handle himself. A damn sight better than get can at the moment - his own head is already reeling from the exertion and adrenaline. He feels more vines creeping around him as Babycakes decides to secure him more firmly where he sits, in tune with him as always.

Dotty whips up a quick Razor Wind to surround Feliks and Kuina as they gain height, and then hoots triumphantly and returns to hover by Fai's side. Fai glances sideways at Yuuna, smiling bleakly at her before slumping over Fryderyk's back, shaking with exhaustion and shock. He manages to cling to consciousness by a herculean effort, but all he can contribute with now is witty commentary.]

You know, I think I'm almost prepared to face the nobles back home now.

[Kuina, her wrath not entirely vented (because acid was annoying!), takes off and a gout of blue-white dragonfire follows the Victreebel's retreat, sending up a shriek from the creature. And with that, they're clear. The fight resolved, and the blue dragon rumbling in satisfaction.

Yuuna herself returns Fai's look and climbs around to Susume's saddle, rubbing her antennae.]

Well that was exciting. Hopefully...Waver didn't get lost.

[He hadn't gotten lost-- he was just slow moving and terribly late. The poor Braviary who had taken a detour to pick him up had to deal with Waver's clumsy efforts to hold on, not look down, and keep from screaming in fright when the massive bird took off.

But, they had arrived in time to catch visual of the ending movement of the party's daring escape-- and Waver was glad that he had managed to grab some potions and antidotes in his haste to get moving.]

Yuuna! [He called, barely daring to wave his hand to get the others' attention.] Feliks! Are you all okay!?

[Don't mind his state of frazzled dishevelment; flying wasn't a specialty of his.]

[As Kuina rises up into the air, Feliks's spirits rise, too. In the skies, there's nothing between here and Union that can stand up to them -- they're out, with nothing foreseeable between where they are right now and getting Fai somewhere warm and safe and full of good food and soft blankets. The whole struggle's not over, not without Yuui, but it's a greater victory than he's had real reason to really think he'd ever get, and he's soaring on more than just dragon-wings.]

Waver!

I'm fine. We're fine, never better!

[His expression looks more fine than ever before, but there is the small matter of the large acid-hole burnt into his shirt and the obvious wound beneath it. Eh, details.]

[Oh, look. Backup! A little bit late, admittedly, and he has no idea who this newcomer is, but Fai isn't going to be too critical right at the moment. He's relieved as well, aching to go home, and not yet at a place where he can acknowledge his anxieties concerning his return, meaning he's free to ignore them.

Even so, he can't resist a glib comment.]

Dandy, really - Feliks just figured that acid burns would be right for this season. They really make a statement, you know? [Translation: Yes, thank you, he noticed that. He's not too worried about it, but he's still not going to pretend he didn't see.]

[Yuuna rolls her eyes at Waver, keeping her amusement to herself for the moment. The dragonite beneath her rumbles a laugh though, swooping close to her Braviary pal. Howashi is...not amused. Indecent, disgraceful, a pipsqueak like that ruining his feathering. Outrageous.]

Minor scuffle, but we're good. Feliks gets to stay in a hospital bed next to Fai is what it amounts to.

[She flashes a grin back at the pair, her way of teasing and making sure that they had some privacy too.]

[Waver's jaw just dropped at the silliness of the two of them-- and he promptly swallowed any of his complaints about Feliks and his general idiocy for the time being.

Instead, he reached into his bag and threw a potion at the sparkling blond.]

Use that, at least-- and I've got more if you wanna make your vacation more enjoyable.

[.....Those two. They were liable to be busy for a while.]

[Feliks almost doesn't catch the potion, grabbing it out of the air in mid-flight like that, but he manages not to fumble it irreparably. Once he's got it, he pulls the ruined edges of the fabric clear of his wound and gets to applying it, hardly even wincing when it stings.]

Gods, you're all the hugest worrywarts in the world. Like I'm even hurt that bad!

[It's a little bad, but he'll be the absolute last to admit it.]

Let's just get home. Yuuna, I hope you didn't bother asking them to get two hospital beds ready.

[Because he's not letting Fai out of his sight for a good, long while.]

I'm sure you would tell us if you were, right?

[He knows Feliks, okay? He could probably manage to laugh and claim it wasn't so bad if his foot was dropping off.

Maybe, just maybe, Fai's exhaustion is really getting to him by now, but so far it's mostly in the form of giddiness. He gives Fryderyk a gentle nudge, causing him to hover a bit closer to Feliks, seemingly amused by Waver's comment.]

You know, I don't think we're quite so old that we need potions to help us enjoy each other's company though, but it's a nice initiative.

[Oh, and he's just shameless and dreadful.]

[Heat rose to Waver's cheeks as the implication of Fai's words dawned on him-- and he just couldn't hold his tongue anymore.]

No one cares about what you two are planning for your free time! I just thought you might not want to deal with burns!

[Well, that was Fai for you.]

[Feliks was sure he should be embarrassed. Any other day of his life, he probably would be, all blushing and stammering and flailing his arms around.]

[But all he can feel is giddiness and an emotionally exhausted sort of relief. There's no room for anything else in his heart right now whatsoever.]

Oh my gods -- haha, oh, Savior, Waver, your face! Fai!

[The intense laughter probably detracted from the seriousness of even that pitiful attempt at scolding Fai.]

I'm glad you don't care - honestly, that would sound a bit suspect.

[Fai shoots back the reply with his widest, most insolent grin - which softens into an at least as embarrassing expression of adoration as he turns to Feliks. Wow, he's missed his laughter.

And then Babycakes decides to side with Waver, because she's had just about enough of this nonsense as well. She catches Fai a stinging slap on the side of his face with a vine, followed by a barrage of angry chatter. Fai just giggles, giving her a friendly poke, but he seems to actually take her seriously (sorry Waver).]

Ah, we really should get out of here, huh? Yuuna, I'm afraid I barely know up from down right now, so... where are we going, exactly? [Look, she seems most likely to actually have a clue what she's doing.]

Edited 2015-09-28 21:50 (UTC)

[Yuuna pretty much ignores the banter, laughing quietly to herself as the merry duo picks on Waver. It's not really hard, but he plays into it so beautifully. It's actually a little adorable. It's a nice bit of chatter, really, and it's calming her down. There are still instincts flaring in her, worry about Yuui, and an anger at being attacked. Part of her still wants to go back and punch something, pulverize the Skuntank with her bare fists. It certainly deserved it.

But no, not the time. And Kuina'd smacked it pretty good. So, cooler heads and good humor reign so she looks up at Fai with a light smile and answers with an airy wave.]

South. Directly south. We've about five minutes out. and you two are going to the medical center. And Waver's may be too, if he keeps clutching Howashi's feathers that hard.

R-really?!

[Waver promptly let go at her words, and sat there looking exceedingly lost. Flustered as he was from the teasing on part of the noble duo, he didn't quite know where to put his hands....]

[Still giggling pretty uncontrollably, Feliks reached a hand out towards Fai and Fryderyk and the Pokemon alongside them.]

Gods -- G-Go easy on him, Babycakes. Cut him some slack for me?

[He breaks out laughing again, as he rubs a hand along Kuina's neck. Beside him, preparing to speed up, Fryderyk shifts his weight, making sure Fai is comfortably settled in between his fluffy white wings.]

The faster the better, though.

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I forgot what gender Feliks's Altaria is in an earlier thread, oops

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sorry for the brevity, these are phone tags

its fine~

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