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Who: Everyone!
Where: The newly discovered island
What: After recent events, the people of Union could use a bit of R&R. What better place than a tropical island?
Warnings: Drinks with little umbrellas in them, swimsuits, idek

An island paradise, discovered just off the southern coast, less than a day's travel from the city. A strong enough Pokemon could easily carry their partner and others out there. It was hard to say just who sent the original message, but pictures surfaced, with the tagline "Don't you wish you were here," came over the warp bands' feeds, and, like Venomoths to the flame, people began clamoring toward this new found tropical get-away. Those who wanted to go would find it easy enough--with so many people making their way to investigate, for whatever reason they claimed (but let's be honest, it was probably the beach), one could just hitch a ride.

The island itself appeared untouched by human contact. The Pokemon were strange and different compared to the fare immediately around Union. A warm breeze blew through palm trees, carrying the scent of hibiscus flowers. The water, blue as the summer sky, was warm and inviting.

This truly was a paradise.

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KINDRED SCIENCE SPIRITS. Armin nods eagerly, making sure all his little buddies are clustered around him -- Meredith, Nim, Famke, Murgatroyd, okay, good. Well, Famke the little Espurr is toddling over to stare intently at Takuro, but that still counts.

"Excellent! I'd love a companion -- it makes things much more scientifically efficient."

"Indeed. Hopefully we'll turn up something of note." Hiroshi is actually a little excited at this point. Science! Like, cool science and not asshole science! He can get behind this.

He fiddles with his Warp Band a bit and waits. A while later, a Skarmory comes padding along, looking remarkably well fed. "Webster, come along. I think you've had enough as per the contract, right?"

Webster sighs. Fiiiiine. Hiroshi turns to Armin. "Shall we be off?"

FUN SCIENCE. Armin is beaming excitedly, but he'll pause enough to lean over and greet the Skarmory. "Hello, Webster. Nice to meet you."

Famke the baby Espurr will climb onto Webster's foot, hugging his leg. He looks like a friend of hers.

Webster looks at the Espurr on his foot with a suspiciously hungry look, one that Hiroshi manages to glare him out of following up on. Eating other peoples' Pokemon is not in the contract, dude. Webster, somehow, sighs.

"Sorry. He's... still got a few wild instincts in him," Hiroshi explains. Patting Webster's flank a bit, he looks to Armin. "Lead the way."