When the boat arrived at the port, Mishu filed in line with the other passengers to descend into the Johto region. She worked her way from the port to New Bark Town, where she was informed by villagers and other trainers that she could easily pick up a starter Pokemon for the region. The young thirty-year-old aspiring biologist already had her starter in mind – a skittish and often shy Nickit that she wanted to work closely with so that she could eventually gain its trust. However, it seemed as though it was customary to swing by the Professor’s Laboratory to grab supplies and a starter Pokemon, which most novice trainers would make their partner Pokemon during most of their journeys. But, doesn’t that make them rather easy to beat? Mishu had to wonder, as she pulled open the door to the facility and walked over to the Professor.
She exchanged tails of her travels to the region and her ambition to both become the best Dark Type trainer there was and eventually settle into the role of a dark type biologist. Studying Pokemon and field research so that she could understand them better, appealed to the young girl more. The Professor humored about having her work in his lab if she ever acquired the experience and there was ever an opening, and she thanked him politely as she accepted the starter supplies and the Squirtle to begin her journey. Before she left the town, Mishu sent the new starter Pokemon to her box so that she could focus on her newfound Pokemon friends that would comprise her team – an eventual army of Dark Type Pokemon.
Mishu walked down Route 29 with her hands clasped gently behind her head. The thick curls of dark blue hair fell and swirled around her face, framing it beautifully so as she wandered down the route. When Mishu noticed the grass getting taller and thicker, to the point that the grass blades could tickle the tops of her knees, she pulled out the Pokeball to her newfound companion and released the cute red fox Pokemon with it’s black ears, black tipped tail shaped much like a duster, and black feet. The young, skittish fox froze up as its fur stood on ends and it began to growl at her. The Pokemon, still scared and untrusting, began to back away and shook its head cautiously. Where was it? Where did she take it? What was this place? Where was home?
Thick, intricate Mammatus clouds decorated the skies above. Bands of bright rays of sunlight pushed and prodded through their depths, escaping in patches. The slight gentle breeze seemed to stir the shadows that played on the ground below. Mishu leaned down and offered out one hand for the wild Fox. “It’s ok.” She reassured the Pokemon. “You don’t have to trust me right away, little one. You’ve been wild for so long, I don’t blame you for not wanting to be domesticated so easily.” She spoke in a soft voice, almost cooing to the small fox Pokemon. Nickit sniffed the air near her, hesitantly approaching her but staying just out of the girl’s reach. Still, in order to make her Pokemon stronger Mishu needed to let it out to stretch its legs and play with the other Pokemon around the area.
I may find it hard to find other dark types… She hummed to herself. But I can get to know the wild Pokemon around the area more in time. She would definitely need more than just Nickit when it came time to face the first GYM Leader. At least, Mishu presumed as much, and assumed that the GYM Leader may have a team of Pokemon she may need to face first. I can worry about learning more about the people later. What dark type Pokemon are native to this region? There’s Umbreon, of course. Carvanha – oh, wouldn’t that be a cool Pokemon to meet! And Houndour, which prefer hunting in packs so they rarely travel alone.
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It probably would be hard to find dark types in the wild as they weren't that widespread in this area of the region. Mishu probably would need to look for other means of getting her hands of the desired type of pokemon, but wasn't that also what made it fun? In the meantime she would encounter other types which she could learn about, she wasn't going to battle against dark types only after all, and hopefully she would get a lot of excitement experiences along the way.
Kotara would be the first to hear the furious screech of a pokemon at a far distance, as a human shout followed it was loud enough for Mishu to hear as well. Nono, get off! Stop it! What is wrong with you? No! Ouch! Stop it! The voice grew steadily louder as the speaker got closer, she didn't sound scared or angry really, and when the speaker got close enough Mishu would be able to hear the laughter in her voice. Soon after a woman in her twenties came walking strangely towards them, she ducked and waved her arms in an attempt to scare off a furious pidgey, who kept attacking her. "Ouch!" She exclaimed as the pidgey dived and managed to get past her arm to peck her head, "what's bothering you this much?" She asked exasperated. The woman noticed Mishu and grinned sheepishly and covered as the pidgey dived at her again but missed. "I shouldn't be so lucky you are a trainer who can help me get rid of this?" She asked Mishu hopefully and looked over her shoulder to see where the bird was now. "I don't get what has gotten into this little one, usually pidgeys just throw sand at you and then fly off," she said as she threw out her arms, then ducked again to avoid yet another attack, "if they are aggressive it is just to chase you away from a tree or something, but this one just don't know how to stop and I don't know why!" She looked pleadingly at Mishu, "Please?"
Pidgey [lvl 6] is acting strangely aggressive. Do you want to help out?
PARTY: | OOC: 590 Words; 400 Added to Egg! Not attacking, BUT Kotaro will use Quick Attack if Pidgey attacks Mishu or Kotaro | Character: Mishu
Soft yellow eyes stared up at the strange dark blue haired woman. Mishu didn’t budge as the fox twitches its tall, black ears and wriggled its cute, button nose adorably so. Kotaro took in long, deep breaths with flared nostrils as he pulled in her scent. She smelled sweet, like summer rain on a hilltop covered in beautiful wildflowers that had just bloomed. Something about her soft, somber voice beckoned the small dark fox ever closer, as though she were a safe place. Someone he could run to, somewhere he could hide. Could Kotaro trust this specific individual? He didn’t want to. There was a large, thick brick wall that seemed to keep him at bay inside of his head. Like a barrier imposing itself from the mind into the real world, the small red and black fox slowly back up. He pulled his lips back and gave a small, short skittish growl. Mishu stayed still, stooped into her awkward posture as Kotaro tried to process everything.
Then a sound carried over the hills. Kotaro’s ears stood on high alert as he listen, then fell and fanned at the sides of his face as his eyes narrowed. It was a loud screech of an avian creature. The fox turned swiftly around and darted off into the distance, slipping between thickets of tree trunks and ducking off into the woods. It was a trap! Kotaro knew that it had to be, and yet he had trusted her all too easily! “No, wait –!” She called out and stood up. Mishu dropped her hands to her side and let out a long, exasperated sigh. All that work, ruined so easily! Now she needed to find her newfound partner! She started to run off but stopped dead in her tracks with the sound of another person called out to her.
Mishu turned around and walked over to the sound of another woman who seemed to be caught in a losing battle with a small brown-and-cream feathered bird. The normal-and-flying type avian swooped down on its tiny wings and pecked at the other person mercilessly, as though it had been enraged by her. “We don’t have these in my region.” She tilted her head as she pulled her backpack around to the front and yanked a notepad out. Mishu flipped to an open page and began to sketch the strange and wondrous bird, taking note of its estimated size and its aggressive nature.
But they aren’t usually aggressive? Hmm… “So you’re saying these birds aren’t usually this aggressive? Can you retrace your steps leading up to the attack?” She asked the lady as she cautiously approached the both of them. Mishu knew, though, that she would need to be extremely careful lest she provoke the bird herself and cause it to swoop down upon her head. She didn’t want to attack the poor Pokemon, especially without knowing all the facts first. “Maybe you did something to spook it and you just weren’t aware? Could it also have a nest nearby?” Two familiar ears popped out from under a bush and twitched nervously as the skittish fox observed from the safety of its hiding place. This person… she wasn’t the cause of the sound? She wasn’t attacking him? No…it was just a dumb bird, attacking another strange human. Feeling a bit guilty for running off so fast, Kotaro would remain hidden unless the Pidgey tried to attack him or his trainer. He at least owed Mishu the same kindness she had shown him, after all…
The woman looked a bit confused when Mishu's reaktion to her problem was to find a notesblok and comment she wasn't used to see pidgey's around. Why wasn't she helping her? Or at least said it straight out if she couldn't? When Mishu began asking more questions, the woman sighed as it sounded a lot like one of the researchers from the nearby lab who could be a bit detached from reality and had other priorities than normal people. "I'd love to help you learn about this pokemon, but could you please get it to stop pecking me?" The woman pleaded with a laugh, while it wasn't the worst thing that could happen it was a bit annoying that Mishu let her wait and get more pecked while asking unimportant questions. "I'm collecting mushrooms which are perfect this time of year, and I might have gotten too close to its nest or something, but they usually let you go after having chased you for 20 meters or so! This one shows no signs of stopping and I haven't taken anything else than those mushrooms," The woman rambled off and now sounded a bit annoyed. "Now, please! Do you have a pokemon or some other way which can stop it? Or else I'll need to go home and hide in my house until it gives up, which hopefully won't take long," the woman added with her arms above her head to shield herself from the ongoing diving and pecking from the pidgey. The pidgey ignored Mishu completely, she could just as well not have been there at all.
With the pidgey keeping its attention only on the strange woman, Kotaro was free to watch peacefully and get to learn a bit about his human and the strange region he had been brought to. That is until something sticky was shot straight at his face followed by laughter. "I got you! I got you real good!" A voice boasted which came from a pink worm which Kotaro certainly wouldn't have seen before either. It grinned obliviously as it continued to tell him how good it had been at hitting the nickit's face with a stringshot. "You were hiding and didn't see me at all! But I did sneak up on your and I hit you in teh face!" The wurmple continued eagerly as if it hadn't been clear to the dark type already.
The young scientist jotted down notes about the Pidgey as she studied the bird. The wild Pokemon was a small bird, just a bit bigger than a Rookidee. It had a short, thick pink beak that seemed better suited to breaking open hard shells. I wonder what your diet is… Perhaps you subsist on a mixture of bugs, seeds, and nuts? Or perhaps, you just enjoy seeds and nuts, particularly ones with hard shells like walnuts? Mishu had to wonder how powerful the Pidgey’s short, thick brown-and-cream feathered wings were. The way that the avian dived repeatedly after the other woman’s head gave Mishu the idea that the bird was most likely capable of whipping up thick gusts of strong air with its impressive wings.
Meanwhile, Kotaro jumped back as a thick shot of stringy substance shot at previously wild fox. The red fox with thick black markings around it’s hazel-colored eyes leaped nearly a foot into the air as it turned swiftly on its feet. His thick, bushy red tail dipped at the ends in thick black fur reminiscent of debris from a chimney sweep. Kotaro tossed his tail up high into the air and waved it back and forth as he growled at the shadows before scampering around tree to its other side. What was that? Who was attacking him?! What did they want?! Please, go away! He thought, quivering and shaking nervously so as his eyes darted around anxiously.
Mishu was shocked when the other woman began laughing and pleading with her. Was something wrong in the way that Mishu had reacted? Just because the other woman had spotted her as a trainer, and hoped that Mishu would help her out, did not mean that she owed her any favors! And she was trying to help her out. Humans – trainers or not – just had to learn what their impact on the environment amounted to. “I would love to help you.” Mishu spoke softly, yet clearly, as she stopped scribbling in her pad and placed the hand that held onto her pen on the side of her hips. “But I can’t do that – short of just battling and beating the poor Pokemon up – without understanding why it attacked you. Did you actually want help, or did you want another person to feed into your human ego?” Mishu asked, trying to keep her voice from throwing any sort of accusation. She didn’t want to upset the woman, but she did want to get her to understand her part in this.
Play? The Nickit yipped cheerfully and began bouncing up and down on its feet excitedly. The small bug with its pink-and-white exoskeleton immediately calmed the small fox down as it spoke up. The once worried hazel eyes narrowed down on the Wurmple before they softened. He rushed over to the bug and shook his head hard and fast. It almost seemed as though Kotaro’s head might pop off from the sheer force alone. “Oh, do you wanna play?! I love games! My momma and daddy used to play all sorts of games with me!” Kotaro spun around and began whipping his large, bushy tail back and forth excitedly. He could only hope that the Wurmple wouldn’t run off.
Mishu sighed and shook her head as the woman explained what she was doing. What was causing the bird to react so aggressively? She shook her head and reached a hand up to scratch her head. The thick dark blue curls bounced and swayed as Mishu considered her options. This woman had misjudged the poor avian, by the sounds of it. The scientist in the making walked closer to both the woman and the bird and reached a hand out carefully. “Come now, little bird.” She tried to speak soothingly. “Don’t you have a family to return back to? We mean you no more harm.” Mishu promised, hoping that the Pidgey somehow understood.
The woman stared speechless at Mishu from her outburst, she was the one getting pecked here and she didn't get at all what Mishu meant about her ego. "It is getting rather painful and yes I did hope you could chase it off," she began confused, wasn't that what trainers did? Battle pokemon? How could you be a trainer if you didn't? "But if you can't do that, don't you have a pokemon who can talk to it and explain to it that I mean no harm? Or get the informations you need?" She asked and added, "I mean, if you have kids in school who are fighting, you usually stop it before talking to them to solve the problem, so I kind off expected you to do the same since right now I'm the one getting beaten up." The woman sounded more confused than angry, she hadn't really caught what had changed the conversation and she definitely didn't understand why it should take so long to do something that should be really simple, if Mishu was a trainer.
The pidgey didn't pay Mishu any attention until she held her hand up towards it, then it screeched and pecked at her to get her hand away, it would hurt if Mishu didn't get her hand pulled back in time. Otherwise it didn't seem to listen to what she said, or perhaps it didn't understood her. Right now it was too upset for it to make any sense. There was a slight change in what it targeted, now the woman was standing still some of its attacks was further down than just the woman's head.
The Wurmple didn't notice how Kotaro jumped by the hit of the string shot, it was too busy telling him how great it had been for it to happen in the first place. It stopped and flinched a bit as he rushed over to it, watching him warily as he shook his head wildly. It relaxed and looked eagerly when the nickit asked if it wanted to play. "You wanna play?" It mirrored the question eagerly, "no one wants to play with me, they just say I should eat and shut up! I'd love to!" It exclaimed and bounced up and down as Kotaro waved with his tail. The wurmple took aim and shot another sticky thread at him, which stuck to his front legs this time. The wurmple pouted playfully as it had missed its attempt to hit him in the face again.
Wild Encounter Weather: Chinook (slippery)
LV 5 HP 100% [21/21]
LV 10 HP 100% [31/31]
Wumrple [Shield Dust]:SPD 812 Normal (-1 DEF, +1 SPD) Kotaro [Ability]:Spd 18 Normal
<Kotaro used Tail Whip, Wurmple used String Shot>
(ooc: the slippery weather and the string shot cancels each other out here, hehe) RESERVING THIS THREAD. (For the pidgey part)