OOC: Let's see... Before the reset, I had Suneora enter Mahogany Town, but as Mewthree hasn't been posting lately and planned out the Mahogany raid, I'll put Suneora somewhere else...
IC:
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The building that used to be the Goldenrod City Pokemon Gym was now a gathering place for the few trainers who remained in the city. Whitney had long since left the gym upon hearing of the rebellion, leaving nobody to accompany it but frightened people. It was this building that Suneora and her Pokemon were walking past this particular late afternoon. The group was approaching a fountain down the street a ways, and it was here that they took a short rest.
"Cherree!" Kamina shouted as she jumped into the water. It had been a particularly hot day, so Kamina was looking forward to a nice cool dip in the water. For some reason, being wet caused her to open her petals, just like sunlight did. At this moment the sunlight was fading, but Kamina didn't worry... yet. But just in case she did, Shimuri sat near her, perched on the edge of the fountain. Occasionally she dipped her beak into the water and splashed water on herself, as if the fountain was a huge birdbath. Nemora and Kaleni, the two serpentine Pokemon, were talking to each other near the fountain, not too far away from where Suneora sat. Telvia was floating on the other side of Suneora.
"Haunter haunter." Telvia looked over to Kaleni, who replied with "Dragonair draga...". Telvia pointed to a spot near the Ilex Forest, a spot that Kaleni and Telvia started heading off to. It was one of the fairly frequent sister-sister moments the two shared, for Suneora was perfectly okay with her Pokemon wandering off on their own for a while. Whatever they wanted...
Suneora was gazing out towards the Ilex Forest, having mixed concerns about it. She had badly wanted to wander around this forest ever since coming here, but once she arrived here in Goldenrod, she heard rumours of large numbers of rebel Pokemon living there--some of the more deadly ones in fact. Speaking of the forest, when she spotted Telvia and Kaleni headed off towards it...
"Seyu!" Suneora instinctively called after them. The two Pokemon looked around at her, but kept on heading towards the edge of the city.
"Let's meet somewhere later on... would, erm... someplace in Azalea Town be okay?"
Telvia's form of answering was the summoning of a shadow energy form in her hands, which she formed into an Apricorn shape. Then she moved behind a lamppost.
"Behind the Pokeball-maker's shop?" Suneora clarified, referring to where Kurt (used to) make Pokeballs out of Apricorns.
Telvia and Kaleni nodded simultaneously, and soon were off.
A few seconds after Telvia and Kaleni disappeared out of sight, a man walked up to Suneora.
"Haven't you been following the news?" the man asked.
Suneora paused for a while, and lightly shook her head.
"I hear Azalea Town is supposed to be very dangerous at this time--it's a popular target for rebel Pokemon. It's really not a good idea to be going there..."
Suneora stared at the man for a while, slightly incredulous. She knew rebel Pokemon were abundant here, but would they really go so far as to raid towns? What was this--a sort of unified fight? A war, even? War was a really strange concept to Suneora, considering that she spent twenty years on a relatively peaceful planet, which has not seen a war since at least a milennium or two ago. Anyways, as Suneora was thinking about this, the man spoke again...
"I'm late for work... but please don't go there, okay?"
Again Suneora didn't answer. Usually when she spoke, people mentioned or gazed awkwardly at the way in which she spoke, particularly her distinctive accent. If being bilingual was bad enough, imagine one's first language being one that nobody else on the planet spoke... It occasionally turned Suneora into a laughing stock.
"Cherrim cheree..." Kamina said as she walked towards Suneora, her petals drooping slightly.
"Sio ile zuri..." Suneora mentioned, looking towards the orange sun, barely visible above a building on the outer edge of the city. "And when there's night, so your petals close. Sen Kamina..."
On the last two words (well, one was the Cherrim's name), Suneora picked Kamina up and held her close. She knew Kamina was rather afraid of the dark, especially when there was no hope of sunlight for a good twelve more hours. Especially when times were touch, the little Cherrim sought protection, and that's what Suneora mainly was to her. Somehow her compassion and otherwise benevolent nature comforted her, like a light of hope in a world she quite possibly would not be able to survive in on her own. Well, maybe she could survive on her own--she did it when she was a Cherubi--but then again, maybe not...
"Well then, Nemora, shall we start heading out towards the Pokeball-maker?"
Nemora didn't hesitate to nod yes, and coo in an enthusiastic manner. She uttered a low hiss, a sure indication of an eagerness to battle. If what the man said was true, the forest and/or the town would be full of rebel Pokemon, possible battle targets. Nemora shook the tip of her tail swiftly, brimming with energy and confidence in any battle that would be taking place. It was this confidence she had always been eager to built up, even when she was with her previous trainer. She had hoped the trainer would make her stronger, but he ended up just yelling at her for the things she did wrong. Some trainers were just plain arrogant or stupid... It was probably because of such people that the Pokemon wanted to rebel against all humans in the first place.
So that's what this is, then... a stereotype, Suneora thought. Those radical Pokemon took the example of a selected few people who treated Pokemon like playthings or fighting tools, and rebelled on the opinion that ALL humans were like that. It saddens me greatly to see Pokemon acting like this... Pokemon, of all creatures. I just don't understand how each species of Pokemon can respectfully live with each other, but not with any civilised beings who are not Pokemon. Surely with intelligence that precedes capability of at least understanding spoken languages must come this type of wisdom...
As Suneora thought this, she walked along towards the Ilex Forest, planning to skirt along the northeastern edge of it and the southern edge of the Ruins of Alph, until finally meeting Kaleni and Telvia behind Kurt's place in Azalea Town. Nemora slithered along in front of her, keeping a sharp eye out for any rebel Pokemon. Shimuri flew above, scouting the area for any sight of Kaleni or Telvia or any rebel Pokemon. Kamina sat in Suneora's arms, looking rather worried... and sleepy as well. She was tired due to the absence of sunlight, but she was too worried to go to sleep... Soon enough, the four were heading along a narrow path that led along the northern edge of the Ilex Forest. Suneora kept glancing around for possible dangers, but she was confident that everything would be all right. After all, she did have the tendency to not to be worried about any sort of possible dangers, until they were right there in her face...
Meanwhile, Kaleni and Telvia were already in the Ilex Forest, in the southwestern region. The two thought they could hear Pokemon cries in the near distance, but Telvia was already forming a plan.
<"So we're freelance rebels if anyone asks, okay?">
<"Right. We don't need no army--we are strong enough to fight humans on our own!">
Kaleni blurted the last sentence with a false yet fairly convincing confidence.
<"Ssh... some of those rebels might hear us..."> My little sister, always so loud and annoying...