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 Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2022 2:44 pm
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Freth finally made it back to her room, dressed but not feeling any better given what had transpired. She was left at a loss as to how to get the newfound resident in her head out but had no idea as to how to go about it. “You can’t really do much of anything without someone knowing about it.” The voice in her head chimed in. Freth couldn’t help but to growl out in exasperation. “That’s right, I have some idea in here now when you try to scheme things. I won’t know what exactly you’re thinking, but I’ll have a good idea.”
“Even if I thought of something, what are you going to do about it? You said it yourself. You can’t do anything where you’re at now.” She silently spoke back.
“Oh, you’re right. Just reminding you of how this could very well get to Blizzard when you least want it.”
She walked over towards a closet to stash her previously worn laundry for the time being to be cleaned later, but as she made her way to it, she passed by the mirror once more. In her frustration in dealing with her unwanted guest, she forgot completely about her hair once more. It was still relatively damp, tangled, and all over the place. She sighed, taking out her SNAG and started to make a call.
“Blizzard.” I would come up on the other end of the line.
“Blizzard, its Freth.”
“Changed your mind?” I asked.
“No. While you’re out there, mind running by a dollar store or some place to get me a brush? Still trying to get reacquainted to having a head of hair like this.” She said.
“Yea, sure. Anything else.”
“No…no…” Freth said, trying to keep her temper in check still.
“Is everything…alright.”
“I just…got a lot on my mind right now with all that’s been going on.”
“I’m not sure if that was a lame attempt in talking to Blizzard in code or if that was genuine frustration.” Freth had to hold her tongue still. Though honestly, it was the latter.
“Alright, just…relax, I guess. It’s the least I can do. I’ll take care of it.” I’d reply back.
“Thank you.” she said. She’d end the transmission then sat down on the bed, tossing the SNAG on the bed as well close by. She leaned back, staring at the ceiling, wondering what in the world did she do to deserve having this woman stuck in her head in such a manner. A realization came to her. Her Pokemon hasn’t seen her since before she checked herself into Doc, just before her forced change happened. Probably it was high time to break the news; probably best to start at least one or two at a time. She hesitated for a second, though, wondering if it would probably be better for someone to be with her, to vouch her claims, but then went against it. But then, an idea. She took out only one Pokeball for the time being. “Kadabra.” She called out.
She tossed the ball out onto the floor and the ball popped open, revealing the Kadabra. The Kadabra looked around then looked back at Freth, confused at first. “Hey, Kadabra, a…lot has happened over the past couple of days. Sorry I couldn’t get back to you sooner.”
“Ka…da…brraa?” the Kadabra spoke up.
“You know its me though, right?”
It took a second, then a nod from Kadabra. This was good. She had her validation. “Oh, that’s right, you have a Kadabra. I think I should bring up I may have forgotten one little detail about what we talked about just a short while ago.” The Kadabra went from calm to defensive, staring at Freth in confusion.
“Huh?” Freth spoke up. She didn’t really know who to respond to, but frankly, she was more concerned about Kadabra. “Kadabra, what is it?”
“Kadaabraaa!” The Kadabra responded.
“What-you…know?”
“Yes, he does. I forgot that while people are not capable of seeing me when you see me, let alone hear me, other psychics, rather they be human, Pokemon, or anything in between, potentially could actually hear me, especially more empathic ones like your Kadabra. Say, didn’t Blizzard have a psychic or two? And Tristen?”
The realization hit Freth this was going to be a lot harder than she realized. “Sigilyph…Xatu…Psy…Telia…” Freth said, the more she named off, the colder the chill ran down her spine.
“Oh, yes, the Gardevoir. That thing would really sell you out, won’t it?” Trying to hide this to buy for time was going to be harder than Freth realized. “The offer for Blizzard’s life for my silence is still on the table.”
“Shut up.” Freth silently said.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 12:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 1:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 1:59 pm
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Cecile Silverstone "....Sub and Leon right?" The kid said as he was told these names before. "You have some explaining to do. How did you make Roserade stop moving back there?"
"Wait, fiance?" Sub said questioningly, utterly caught off guard by this statement and how blunt it was. Before he could ask a follow up question to this startling information another person showed up unexpectedly. "Leon?" Was all he get out as he looked toward the Poison Channeler who then proceeded to hit him with even more confusing information. "A portal to the Fairy Realm? Here?" Sub was trying so hard to figure out what he needed to address first. One minute he was in the training room just vibing with his Pokemon, evolving them, having a good time. Then he steps out the door and suddenly an entire drama was unfolding in front of him.
"Okay. Stop. Wait one second, please." He said, rubbing the temples of his head as he recalled Hans. He didn't think he would need the Umbreon for this after all. "First off, hi." He said, giving the boy a little wave. "Yes, I'm Sub. A little disturbing you know my name but it's the least weird thing that has just transpired in the last few seconds." He said with a sigh, giving Leon a nod of recognition.
"Kazu? Right? You're Ulla's fiance? First question; how? You're children. Second question; how do you know Ulla? Third question; how are you utilizing fairy rings to travel? Fourth question, the most important one; why in Darkrai's name are you here? How did you even know to come here? I swear, is there a welcome mat in front of the entrance to Mount Silver or something? Someone put an ad up online that I don't know about?" He groaned. "Leon, do you know this kid?" |
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 2:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 3:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 4:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 5:45 pm
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Blizzard120 "I honestly could have told you that." Doc said, having a similar sense to what Darts had, as a fair bit of avian hybrids. "Unfortunately, the 'clue' in the weirdness of it doesn't really point to where she hails from. Though, you do...bring up...something I hadn't quite thought about." Doc then started to muse. "How...versed are you of the Distortion world are you, by chance? Because I am curious if something might have...made its way through which may or may not have gotten your attention."
"I'm very versed." The gambler answers, shaking his head in a negative indication. "And nothing I sense here reminds me of that... place at all. You think I'd know it, part of me being from there and all."
Requiem of Whyspers Clare didn't feel like this was a very polite, speaking about them as if they were only sort-of present at best but the pair of hybrids speaking to them did seem to be trying to help so, for the moment, they decided not to make a big deal out of it. Besides, this whole world might have different sorts of customs than they were thinking felt familiar. It was hard to say if what they were feeling about all this was actually based on aught-remembered customs or simply personal bias anyway at the moment. "I'm not sure what you mean by 'Chi' but could say similar of your own energy. I can't tell anything more than that I get a strangely creepy feeling when I try to read yours. Which... I'm actually not entirely sure how I know how to do, now that I think about it. I can't seem to remember how to do anything else with this body." Now they were questioning if they might have gone through the same process as Monique and turned hybrid somewhere between that world and this one. "This is all so confusing..." They admitted, placing a hand on their head. "It might help if I actually ate something. I'm only just realizing I don't believe I've actually eaten since arriving in this world..." How long has it been since then? It felt like it had only been a day. Maybe two. But it was hard to really tell with how much seemed to have happened by now.
Having a pretty good read of the mild annoyance at being talked about as though they weren't there, Darts cocks an eyebrow beneath his crest at Doc, one red eye shifting sardonically as he changes the topic to include her. "What, you don't feed people in this infirmary any more? I mean it's no Restaurant Le Wow like we had down the street in Kalos but usually you had something cooking up here and there to give the patients." Besides, a meal would give him some more time with this odd girl. There was still something very off about her that he really couldn't put his finger on. |
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 7:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 7:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 7:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 9:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2022 12:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2022 12:31 pm
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Aile tilted her head, staring at Deo curiously when his hunger was sated by a mere Poffin after eating all that. “Uh… Does that just magically inflate inside your stomach,” she asked quietly, more musing to herself than trying to get an answer. Louder, she’d introduce herself to the abnormally tall hybrid. “The name’s Aile, a pleasure Deolux.” She then turned to Monique, thinking about her words before speaking. “So, you’re from… forty nine years in the future? Huh. And not originally a Zoroark, either? My apologies, but this is one heck of a story, so far. Lost time, though, that’s….” She turned to look at the Solgaleo hybrid standing in the door observing Deo. “Something relatable. And who in the nine hells are you? And what are you?”
Crystal raised her starry eyebrows at the mention of malasadas and being addressed by Aile. “Hm? The name’s Crystal. And I’m a Solgaleo hybrid. Now.”
“Yeah, she’s apparently this reality’s Crystal, instead of being from another reality extremely similar.”
“Apolla…” The galactic hybrid grumbled, looking down at the Espeon. “Yes though, from everything I’ve gathered, yeah, this is my home reality. And I’ve been in… over two hundred, almost three hundred realities, actually, if we round up, just to get back home. I did mention malasadas, too, those are like crack for me. Seriously, a kid named Hau got me hooked on them as a Cosmog hybrid, and that didn’t change when I evolved.” She gave a chuckle, then tilted her head. “So, you’re from another reality that’s in the future, did I hear that right? That would explain why you reek strongly of Ultra Space.”
“I’m sorry…huh? I started getting an idea about channeling, and now there’s something else going over my head, hell,” Aile muttered, finally taking a drink of her coffee. “Can I go back to when my life was simpler, please?”
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