💎 Crystal Delivery 💎
Tuesday, March 8th, morning - Ranger Lodge
Tuesday, March 8th, morning - Ranger Lodge
Emma and Maeve, both in their fused form, seem to have taken most of the attention off Douglas when he speaks up again, getting up from where he's been sitting and scribbling down notes. "Those are great results, four of you got it down already!" He exclaims, his eyes gleaming, his left fist in the air as a sign of victory.
"Yes! You did… better than my first time, for sure." Emma-Musharna smiles, her eyes still closed but her head turning towards Nia, Paul and Gin.
"As for you though, no worries. It's okay to not get it right! And that's also why…" She takes the spotlight, or at least tries to get the attention of Kent, Mira and Bexley. Charlotte-Sundae, or rather "Grace", is still flying about, but Maeve-geist is sort of looking after her anyways. "Right, I can help you out on your next attempt if you want! I retain Musharna's powers on dreams, and I can use them to help you focus on your fusion."
"I can confirm it's helpful, haha!" Maeve-geist chime in, interrupting their friend as the cloud of smoke twirls faster around her body.
"Well thanks!" The Psychic-type fusion continues then, "anyone who wants to try again?"
"Oh, and then I can do the thing, right?" The Ghost-type speaks up again gleefully, as Emma nods back with a smile. "Yes, sure thing."
Mira has seen enough to feel more confident by now. From Charlie and Paul who seemed to wholeheartedly enjoy their fused states, through Nia and Gin who seemed… Different but still in control, to Bex and Kent who didn't quite grasp how to stay fused yet, Mira now feels like she dares to try once more. She really does want to manage it, after all.
"We'll go again," she says, and crouches down to her Vulpix once more.
"You've got to think of Roger! Be in sync," Aiden recommends.
"I think actually he has to think more of me," Mira smirks. "You hear, that you little troll?"
Roger looks up at her with playful offense.
"You'll get clothes and arms and a mouth that can talk. I'll be able to experience your powers. We were always in this together, to protect the things we care about from unnatural invaders. We were always good at it. This, this is how we get really good. But you have to consider me, just as I will consider you. It won't just be you and I anymore. It'll be we."
Roger seems bothered by her monologue, but she can tell that he's actually listening. He's probably just as curious as she is, and can't wait to be able to speak with human words via her brain. She just knows it, because she knows him.
"Yes! You can do it, Roger!" Aiden then shouts through the earpods, loud enough to slightly hurt his mom's eardrums but also making Roger hear him and give off a smirk of his own.
Alright, then.
The blonde ranger holds up the crystal between them once more, staring intently into the big dark eyes of her Vulpix partner. He gives a feisty stare back, before he touches the crystal with his nose again.
Lights envelop them, the world blurs, and when Mira can see again, she is prepared this time. It's not just she who sees, it's both of them. And when they smile, unmistakably canine fangs peek out from under their lips. They laugh a little. It feels nice. They look down at their hands. Brown fur cover them, and the nails have dark claws, much like Roger's. But they are still hands, human hands. And there are human feet and legs - their whole body is nothing strangely shaped, aside from the numerous fluffy tails sticking out at the end of their spine. How cuddly; they're larger than they appear on tiny Roger. Hey, don't call me tiny! I'm very imposing. Yes, of course you are. But we're more imposing. Yes… Yes, we certainly are. Awesome.
They swirl around to the rest of the rangers, their new getup swirling with them. The clothes still retain similar colors to the ranger outfit - coral red, dark gray - but their upper body is enveloped in a dark grey aikido style top, and from the waist and down the coral red has taken the shape of a wide aikido styled bottom. The fusion smiles widely, with a small giggle, before they make a quick bow. As they back up again, the kimono shifts slightly, revealing the gleaming crystal embedded in their chest, just beneath their throat.
"Better? Yes. Much better! Hello, everybody," they say to the others, but then suddenly look a bit worried. "We don't need to act like this. It doesn't hurt though. It might hurt. Ah. Stop it."
They back off slightly and hold their hands to their head.
"Mom! Calm down! You can't fight Roger, you have to cooperate." Aiden says, not sounding entirely calm.
"He's just a bit… Much," Mira groans.
Her head doesn't feel quite like her own. She maybe just has to get used to it. Maybe she shouldn't fight it. Of course you shouldn't fight me. Let's have fun together! You like me, right? And you trust me?
Mira ends the fusion, on purpose.
The human and the pokémon sit back down in the grass again as the light dissipates, Mira panting heavily. Roger looks up at her, very annoyed.
"We'll try again later… It worked now, at least. Right?" she adds towards the researchers.
Maeve-geist looks… a bit disappointed, actually. That's one less person they can play with later - and in fact, they're about to tell Mira to try again, but Emma and Musharna stop them before that happens. "Alright, alright!" She says, "Those were good attempts and I'm sure that if you keep at it you'll be able to last for hours on end!"
Her eyes still remain closed, and partially hidden by the pink smoke surrounding her, but she still looks serious, in control, and very calm. As much as Maeve and Chai are pawing for attention behind her, they know it's better to let her do her thing. "We still have Bexley with Klefki, and Kent with Stoutland. Correct?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to pass." Kent states bluntly. "Maybe I can attempt again another time, but not right now. I haven't even fully processed what happened during my first attempt..."
"Aw, not even if Emma helps you out and we all cheer for you, Kent?" Grace swoops down from above, grinning towards the other ranger. Emma herself nods, but from a distance. "I can do that, yes…"
"Somehow I feel anything from you would only make things worse, Ranger Berkeley…" Kent says through his teeth while his fist impulsively clenches.
"Oh please, they don't call me Happiness Pokémon for nothing!" Is the reply he gets, alongside a playful nudge on his shoulder. "I'll take away your worries and fears and…"
"Ok, wait, that's my job usually…" Emma interrupts Grace, much to the relief of Kent, and for a moment her eyes are actually open, revealing a red iris. "But fine, if we can't convince you, we can still give you some more time. Just report back to us when you succeed, it's important!"
"Of course." Kent readjusts his glasses, returning to his regular obedient self. "I'll be sure to inform you when the time arrives."
Their eyes then turn to Bex. She chews her nails distractedly, mulling over the best course of action—whether a second attempt is worth the fuss. But all she can really think about is heading back inside for a cool bevvy.
"Tch, alright, I'll give it another go. Though you might've said you could make things easier from the start with those funny powers you got," she remarks to Emma.
"Uh, we're supposed to test your bond the first time around, so we couldn't help you then, but now…" Emma's eyes open again as she floats closer to Bexley. "Alright, I'm in position."
Bex takes the Poke Ball from her belt. "You'd better behave yourself this time," she says with a tired sigh. "This ain't Spikemuth, mate. We're in civilised society here, that understood?"
Things seem to go well when she releases Tink from his ball. At least, that's what Bex would've liked to think. In some ideal world, where Klefki aren't total prats, maybe that would've been the case. But this Klefki had other plans.
"Oi, Tink! Where the bloody hell are you going?" Bex cries when he flies high out of reach and darts into the nearby vegetation—with his rare ability, Magnet Rise made him fast, and he was out of sight before she could throw the ball at him.
"I'm not coming after you, if that's what you're thinkin'!" No way she was going through that tangle of weeds and vines, not after blow-drying her hair this morning. But then Tink was an idiot. What if he got lost out there? No, he'll be fine. But there are wild Pokémon. He's only a little thing. What possessed him? Oh, sod it, she'd have to go after him.
"Well, there you go. My horoscope said I'd be in for trouble," she says to the crowd with an awkward smile and shrug. "Let's write this off as a bit of a bad day, shall we? Right... well. I'll be going then. Into the jungle. Into the sodding jungle..."
Nia-Leila crossed her arms and shook her head, clearly showing their disapproval of the pair. "There they go."
Grace tries to follow Tink as well, flying from above, but a single Klefki is too hard to track down and the trees act as an impassable barrier. Her flight pattern is wobblier the faster she goes, too, and that prompts the fusion to desist. "Aren't we going to help or something?" She asks the other rangers with urgency, hoping they'd be better fits for the task at hand.
Honestly, with how Mira felt right now, she wasn't keen on pushing anyone else further - not even Kent, and especially not the attitude-rich Bex.
"Let them sort it out on their own," she called up to Charl- no, Grace the fusion. "With all we've been told of fusion so far, they won't succeed anyways if they're not agreeing on things." She glanced down at Roger, who glared back up at her. Indeed.
"Aw…" is all that Grace says in response, as she gracefully, or so she thinks, lands besides Mira. "I just hope they'll be ok, you know…"
"I'll go!" Paul eagerly leans in the direction that Bex and Tink had gone. He seems confused, leaning forward more and falling to the ground. "Oh. Gravity works…"
After an undignified bit of flailing he manages to stand back up, as though his limbs are more heavy than he's used to. "I'm sure they'll be fine. Nothing too dangerous out there, we already checked. Mira's right, let them sort it out."
"We can second that," Maeve-geist chimes in. "And before you leave or something, there's one last thing I need to show you…"
Emma can be seen giggling, as she begins the process of separating back into herself and Musharna. The smoke around her fades away and white light surrounds her, concealing the fusion and only revealing the Psychic-type Pokémon now floating above Emma, who is sitting down on the ground and still looking a bit drowsy. "Not my best ending, haha! But sure, go ahead Maeve and Chai."
"Finally!" They exclaim, quickly moving towards the center of the backyard. "Right, do you still have the berries I gave you? Because if you do…"
Now the fusion starts to move around in some sort of small dance, the inside of the big teapot glowing in yellow. A weird scent spreads through the air as Maeve smirks… "It's Tea time, my dear fusions!"
Gin's left hand starts moving up on its own. Another Slimy's thought runs through his head confirms that it's not Slimy's doing. The hand, holding the berry that Slimy originally picked up, now moved towards the fusion's open mouth, dropping the berry inside. Both Gin and Slimy are clueless about what is happening, as they munch the berry down.
Grace feels just as confused as she twirls in the air, struggling to not plummet to the ground. She's overwhelmed by an intense urge to just eat the berry she was given before, so much so that she can't really process any other thought - including how to keep herself afloat. And while she doesn't feel directly threatened by that, Grace still isn't sure where that urge is coming from or how she could let it take control of her… or if she's even being possessed at all!
She doesn't ponder that enough to get rid of the effect though, or at least that's what it seems. Because after trying to regain control of her wings, Grace dashes towards Mira quickly, snatching up even her own Pecha Berry from her hands. "Look, they're just my favorite!" She laughs, after gulping the berry in just two bites. Are they really though? It may as well be Tea time still doing its magic. Mira barely shrugs, but Roger looks quite annoyed at the Togetic-fusion, even if he didn't even know that the berry was there until it was taken.
The ghostly energy washes over Paul, making him shudder slightly. His pupils dilate, making his eyes appear large and beady as he fishes the Pecha Berry from his vest pocket. With a flick of the wrist, he tosses the berry into the air, opening his mouth unnaturally wide to catch it and swallow it whole. "Ahh… delicious, delicious! Is there more, I'm still hungry! More! MORE!"
Paul is consumed by light, and when it fades he finds himself sitting on the ground, Carnivine sprawled in his lap. "Oh, what's this? ...did the fusion work?"
Soon after Paul and Carnivine, the fused pair of Nia and Leila are similarly hit with a sudden urge to eat the berry that they had been holding on to. With a shrug, they deftly popped the berry into their mouth with a subtle smile on their face as they enjoyed its sweet flavor.
Maeve giggles as she separates from Chai, who goes from surrounding his trainer to being comfortably held in her hands. "That was a good result overall - the stronger a fusion is, the more it responds, so… I have to say it, I'm impressed!"
"Yeah, and without our help either… that's very promising! They could probably start executing moves in less than a week!"
Emma speaks up from behind Maeve, who was really just thinking aloud. The blonde assistant turns around with a nervous smile, and lets out a sigh. "Rangers must've done a very hard selection, wow…"
"It's ok Maeve," the older assistant smiles, likely catching onto how her friend is feeling. "They sure are good, but they can't beat my favorite tea pot…" She chuckles, reassuring her friend with a pat on her shoulder.
"Yes! You did… better than my first time, for sure." Emma-Musharna smiles, her eyes still closed but her head turning towards Nia, Paul and Gin.
"As for you though, no worries. It's okay to not get it right! And that's also why…" She takes the spotlight, or at least tries to get the attention of Kent, Mira and Bexley. Charlotte-Sundae, or rather "Grace", is still flying about, but Maeve-geist is sort of looking after her anyways. "Right, I can help you out on your next attempt if you want! I retain Musharna's powers on dreams, and I can use them to help you focus on your fusion."
"I can confirm it's helpful, haha!" Maeve-geist chime in, interrupting their friend as the cloud of smoke twirls faster around her body.
"Well thanks!" The Psychic-type fusion continues then, "anyone who wants to try again?"
"Oh, and then I can do the thing, right?" The Ghost-type speaks up again gleefully, as Emma nods back with a smile. "Yes, sure thing."
Mira has seen enough to feel more confident by now. From Charlie and Paul who seemed to wholeheartedly enjoy their fused states, through Nia and Gin who seemed… Different but still in control, to Bex and Kent who didn't quite grasp how to stay fused yet, Mira now feels like she dares to try once more. She really does want to manage it, after all.
"We'll go again," she says, and crouches down to her Vulpix once more.
"You've got to think of Roger! Be in sync," Aiden recommends.
"I think actually he has to think more of me," Mira smirks. "You hear, that you little troll?"
Roger looks up at her with playful offense.
"You'll get clothes and arms and a mouth that can talk. I'll be able to experience your powers. We were always in this together, to protect the things we care about from unnatural invaders. We were always good at it. This, this is how we get really good. But you have to consider me, just as I will consider you. It won't just be you and I anymore. It'll be we."
Roger seems bothered by her monologue, but she can tell that he's actually listening. He's probably just as curious as she is, and can't wait to be able to speak with human words via her brain. She just knows it, because she knows him.
"Yes! You can do it, Roger!" Aiden then shouts through the earpods, loud enough to slightly hurt his mom's eardrums but also making Roger hear him and give off a smirk of his own.
Alright, then.
The blonde ranger holds up the crystal between them once more, staring intently into the big dark eyes of her Vulpix partner. He gives a feisty stare back, before he touches the crystal with his nose again.
Lights envelop them, the world blurs, and when Mira can see again, she is prepared this time. It's not just she who sees, it's both of them. And when they smile, unmistakably canine fangs peek out from under their lips. They laugh a little. It feels nice. They look down at their hands. Brown fur cover them, and the nails have dark claws, much like Roger's. But they are still hands, human hands. And there are human feet and legs - their whole body is nothing strangely shaped, aside from the numerous fluffy tails sticking out at the end of their spine. How cuddly; they're larger than they appear on tiny Roger. Hey, don't call me tiny! I'm very imposing. Yes, of course you are. But we're more imposing. Yes… Yes, we certainly are. Awesome.
They swirl around to the rest of the rangers, their new getup swirling with them. The clothes still retain similar colors to the ranger outfit - coral red, dark gray - but their upper body is enveloped in a dark grey aikido style top, and from the waist and down the coral red has taken the shape of a wide aikido styled bottom. The fusion smiles widely, with a small giggle, before they make a quick bow. As they back up again, the kimono shifts slightly, revealing the gleaming crystal embedded in their chest, just beneath their throat.
"Better? Yes. Much better! Hello, everybody," they say to the others, but then suddenly look a bit worried. "We don't need to act like this. It doesn't hurt though. It might hurt. Ah. Stop it."
They back off slightly and hold their hands to their head.
"Mom! Calm down! You can't fight Roger, you have to cooperate." Aiden says, not sounding entirely calm.
"He's just a bit… Much," Mira groans.
Her head doesn't feel quite like her own. She maybe just has to get used to it. Maybe she shouldn't fight it. Of course you shouldn't fight me. Let's have fun together! You like me, right? And you trust me?
Mira ends the fusion, on purpose.
The human and the pokémon sit back down in the grass again as the light dissipates, Mira panting heavily. Roger looks up at her, very annoyed.
"We'll try again later… It worked now, at least. Right?" she adds towards the researchers.
Maeve-geist looks… a bit disappointed, actually. That's one less person they can play with later - and in fact, they're about to tell Mira to try again, but Emma and Musharna stop them before that happens. "Alright, alright!" She says, "Those were good attempts and I'm sure that if you keep at it you'll be able to last for hours on end!"
Her eyes still remain closed, and partially hidden by the pink smoke surrounding her, but she still looks serious, in control, and very calm. As much as Maeve and Chai are pawing for attention behind her, they know it's better to let her do her thing. "We still have Bexley with Klefki, and Kent with Stoutland. Correct?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to pass." Kent states bluntly. "Maybe I can attempt again another time, but not right now. I haven't even fully processed what happened during my first attempt..."
"Aw, not even if Emma helps you out and we all cheer for you, Kent?" Grace swoops down from above, grinning towards the other ranger. Emma herself nods, but from a distance. "I can do that, yes…"
"Somehow I feel anything from you would only make things worse, Ranger Berkeley…" Kent says through his teeth while his fist impulsively clenches.
"Oh please, they don't call me Happiness Pokémon for nothing!" Is the reply he gets, alongside a playful nudge on his shoulder. "I'll take away your worries and fears and…"
"Ok, wait, that's my job usually…" Emma interrupts Grace, much to the relief of Kent, and for a moment her eyes are actually open, revealing a red iris. "But fine, if we can't convince you, we can still give you some more time. Just report back to us when you succeed, it's important!"
"Of course." Kent readjusts his glasses, returning to his regular obedient self. "I'll be sure to inform you when the time arrives."
Their eyes then turn to Bex. She chews her nails distractedly, mulling over the best course of action—whether a second attempt is worth the fuss. But all she can really think about is heading back inside for a cool bevvy.
"Tch, alright, I'll give it another go. Though you might've said you could make things easier from the start with those funny powers you got," she remarks to Emma.
"Uh, we're supposed to test your bond the first time around, so we couldn't help you then, but now…" Emma's eyes open again as she floats closer to Bexley. "Alright, I'm in position."
Bex takes the Poke Ball from her belt. "You'd better behave yourself this time," she says with a tired sigh. "This ain't Spikemuth, mate. We're in civilised society here, that understood?"
Things seem to go well when she releases Tink from his ball. At least, that's what Bex would've liked to think. In some ideal world, where Klefki aren't total prats, maybe that would've been the case. But this Klefki had other plans.
"Oi, Tink! Where the bloody hell are you going?" Bex cries when he flies high out of reach and darts into the nearby vegetation—with his rare ability, Magnet Rise made him fast, and he was out of sight before she could throw the ball at him.
"I'm not coming after you, if that's what you're thinkin'!" No way she was going through that tangle of weeds and vines, not after blow-drying her hair this morning. But then Tink was an idiot. What if he got lost out there? No, he'll be fine. But there are wild Pokémon. He's only a little thing. What possessed him? Oh, sod it, she'd have to go after him.
"Well, there you go. My horoscope said I'd be in for trouble," she says to the crowd with an awkward smile and shrug. "Let's write this off as a bit of a bad day, shall we? Right... well. I'll be going then. Into the jungle. Into the sodding jungle..."
Nia-Leila crossed her arms and shook her head, clearly showing their disapproval of the pair. "There they go."
Grace tries to follow Tink as well, flying from above, but a single Klefki is too hard to track down and the trees act as an impassable barrier. Her flight pattern is wobblier the faster she goes, too, and that prompts the fusion to desist. "Aren't we going to help or something?" She asks the other rangers with urgency, hoping they'd be better fits for the task at hand.
Honestly, with how Mira felt right now, she wasn't keen on pushing anyone else further - not even Kent, and especially not the attitude-rich Bex.
"Let them sort it out on their own," she called up to Charl- no, Grace the fusion. "With all we've been told of fusion so far, they won't succeed anyways if they're not agreeing on things." She glanced down at Roger, who glared back up at her. Indeed.
"Aw…" is all that Grace says in response, as she gracefully, or so she thinks, lands besides Mira. "I just hope they'll be ok, you know…"
"I'll go!" Paul eagerly leans in the direction that Bex and Tink had gone. He seems confused, leaning forward more and falling to the ground. "Oh. Gravity works…"
After an undignified bit of flailing he manages to stand back up, as though his limbs are more heavy than he's used to. "I'm sure they'll be fine. Nothing too dangerous out there, we already checked. Mira's right, let them sort it out."
"We can second that," Maeve-geist chimes in. "And before you leave or something, there's one last thing I need to show you…"
Emma can be seen giggling, as she begins the process of separating back into herself and Musharna. The smoke around her fades away and white light surrounds her, concealing the fusion and only revealing the Psychic-type Pokémon now floating above Emma, who is sitting down on the ground and still looking a bit drowsy. "Not my best ending, haha! But sure, go ahead Maeve and Chai."
"Finally!" They exclaim, quickly moving towards the center of the backyard. "Right, do you still have the berries I gave you? Because if you do…"
Now the fusion starts to move around in some sort of small dance, the inside of the big teapot glowing in yellow. A weird scent spreads through the air as Maeve smirks… "It's Tea time, my dear fusions!"
Gin's left hand starts moving up on its own. Another Slimy's thought runs through his head confirms that it's not Slimy's doing. The hand, holding the berry that Slimy originally picked up, now moved towards the fusion's open mouth, dropping the berry inside. Both Gin and Slimy are clueless about what is happening, as they munch the berry down.
Grace feels just as confused as she twirls in the air, struggling to not plummet to the ground. She's overwhelmed by an intense urge to just eat the berry she was given before, so much so that she can't really process any other thought - including how to keep herself afloat. And while she doesn't feel directly threatened by that, Grace still isn't sure where that urge is coming from or how she could let it take control of her… or if she's even being possessed at all!
She doesn't ponder that enough to get rid of the effect though, or at least that's what it seems. Because after trying to regain control of her wings, Grace dashes towards Mira quickly, snatching up even her own Pecha Berry from her hands. "Look, they're just my favorite!" She laughs, after gulping the berry in just two bites. Are they really though? It may as well be Tea time still doing its magic. Mira barely shrugs, but Roger looks quite annoyed at the Togetic-fusion, even if he didn't even know that the berry was there until it was taken.
The ghostly energy washes over Paul, making him shudder slightly. His pupils dilate, making his eyes appear large and beady as he fishes the Pecha Berry from his vest pocket. With a flick of the wrist, he tosses the berry into the air, opening his mouth unnaturally wide to catch it and swallow it whole. "Ahh… delicious, delicious! Is there more, I'm still hungry! More! MORE!"
Paul is consumed by light, and when it fades he finds himself sitting on the ground, Carnivine sprawled in his lap. "Oh, what's this? ...did the fusion work?"
Soon after Paul and Carnivine, the fused pair of Nia and Leila are similarly hit with a sudden urge to eat the berry that they had been holding on to. With a shrug, they deftly popped the berry into their mouth with a subtle smile on their face as they enjoyed its sweet flavor.
Maeve giggles as she separates from Chai, who goes from surrounding his trainer to being comfortably held in her hands. "That was a good result overall - the stronger a fusion is, the more it responds, so… I have to say it, I'm impressed!"
"Yeah, and without our help either… that's very promising! They could probably start executing moves in less than a week!"
Emma speaks up from behind Maeve, who was really just thinking aloud. The blonde assistant turns around with a nervous smile, and lets out a sigh. "Rangers must've done a very hard selection, wow…"
"It's ok Maeve," the older assistant smiles, likely catching onto how her friend is feeling. "They sure are good, but they can't beat my favorite tea pot…" She chuckles, reassuring her friend with a pat on her shoulder.
♥ Written by all the players - Adventure, Eleanor, Fen-Fen, Groc, Hyzenthlay, Janp, QueenNothing ♥
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Banner sketch by Hyzenthlay