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firstnothing[Things have gotten a little.. odd, as midnight passed. Xemnas hadn't noticed at first, he was asleep and could sleep like the dead if sufficiently - but his Kadabra noticed, and after several minutes of waiting to see if the flash and thundrous crack of sound would repeat itself, went to carefully shake his master awake and relay what he'd seen.
The tent Xemnas had purchased in Goldenrod served well, keeping the late-year chill out (especially with several pokemon taking up residence inside with him), which meant getting on a few layers before venturing outside to watch the sky, and then the surroundings. His own senses were only as good as a human's, but with his pokemon now awake and theirs added to his own it's a little easier to tell that things are going a bit.. weird out here. More than a bit weird, was the landscape different?]
...Let's get moving. Whatever caused that, I don't want to be caught in the open for if it happens again.
[Malice glances at Xemnas, ears flattening back.]
::I have reason to believe we are in a new location, sir. This isn't Route 43.::
[That draws pause from Xemnas, who glances around again, this time looking for more than just shrubs and grass. ... And couldn't find fault with that conclusion. This earns a scowl and a sharp gesture. He didn't recognize the area. He'd never been to Kanto, nevermind being near Celadon City.]
Then whatever's chosen to shift us around like pieces on a chessboard won't find us waiting patiently the next time, will it?
[He sets to disassembling camp; after a moment the pokemon he has with hands begin helping. Time to get the hell out of dodge before anything else weird happened.]
The tent Xemnas had purchased in Goldenrod served well, keeping the late-year chill out (especially with several pokemon taking up residence inside with him), which meant getting on a few layers before venturing outside to watch the sky, and then the surroundings. His own senses were only as good as a human's, but with his pokemon now awake and theirs added to his own it's a little easier to tell that things are going a bit.. weird out here. More than a bit weird, was the landscape different?]
...Let's get moving. Whatever caused that, I don't want to be caught in the open for if it happens again.
[Malice glances at Xemnas, ears flattening back.]
::I have reason to believe we are in a new location, sir. This isn't Route 43.::
[That draws pause from Xemnas, who glances around again, this time looking for more than just shrubs and grass. ... And couldn't find fault with that conclusion. This earns a scowl and a sharp gesture. He didn't recognize the area. He'd never been to Kanto, nevermind being near Celadon City.]
Then whatever's chosen to shift us around like pieces on a chessboard won't find us waiting patiently the next time, will it?
[He sets to disassembling camp; after a moment the pokemon he has with hands begin helping. Time to get the hell out of dodge before anything else weird happened.]
Saw that on the OOC comm. I hope it heals quickly ):
Date: 2013-11-30 06:42 pm (UTC)[Unfortunately, he's not going to be here in a week to make that report.]
Guess I should get going then.
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Date: 2013-12-01 12:02 am (UTC)As Xemnas speaks, however, she tears her eyes off the cuter members of his team and smiles just as warmly. Hospitality would be wonderful, yes, considering she's very unequipped for being in this world again, all of a sudden.]
It's nice to know you haven't changed during my absence, Xemnas-san. Ah--! [Her eyes light up with delight when she's handed the little cutie, and Perona practically wiggles before she's holding the purloin close to her chest, cooing and petting its ears and back.] Uwehhh...cutiiieee~! You're such a beautiful thing! And so soft and warm, horohorohoro!! Mmh...
[She leans down slowly, rubbing her face against the Purrloin's head and giving it a brief little kiss. Perona is an animal lover, after all. And really the cat does seem to fit her dark, elegant looks, and she's very careful to hold the cat pokemon comfortably and stroke it with soft, fluid motions.]
Mmh? Ah, that's...something I'll have to tell you after we dine. You'll be patient until then, right?
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Date: 2013-12-01 01:37 pm (UTC)[ To the reminder that he could do almost anything like this and the fact that her "programming" could take over. She lets out a scoff at the thought. Her nature, gained from Sora, apparently proved too much and overpowered her programming. But then it's probably better to let him think his and Vexen's machinations still had some sway. Her glare lessens.
She blinks at what he's possibly suggesting. She has a few Psychics, but... ]
Would it matter? I'm not gonna have my Pokemon force my friends' perspective on what they see. I am what I am.
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Date: 2013-12-01 05:23 pm (UTC)[Briefly, his tone is disapproving, but it clears up quickly. And then he shakes his head lightly, beckoning to the kadabra. Malice, arms still full of wriggling Purrloin, glances over then gives another one of those sighs and picks his way delicately back to Xemnas' side.]
If they cannot remain your 'friends' through a mere appearance change then they are not truly your friends. This is of no concern. What is, is the steady bleed of memories and feelings you may experience. This may also affect them. If you do not possess such a pokemon, I will loan Malice to you. He is capable and reliable as one can hope such creatures to be.
[Malice's regard is steady and even; his name might be one of maliciousness but there doesn't seem to be any. He inclines his foxlike head gracefully, but there is a distinct feeling from the kadabra that he would very much prefer not to be given away. For any reason. At all. Ever.
Whether or not this is a psychic impression is a good question.]
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Date: 2013-12-01 07:06 pm (UTC)[He shrugs. Really, he would like to know more, but it's not like he can dig through his subconscious and instantly remember.]
It's usually about three days, though, and after that, all the locals act like nothing changed. There's some serious denial, so I figure they're either trying to forget or it's just too much for them to handle, so they just sort of drown it out.
[As for whether he's gained anything... Riku breaths in and flexes his fingers. Darkness swirls around his wrist, and the Soul Eater forms in his grip.]
...And no, I haven't had lost things returned to me. More like powers I didn't even have yet.
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Date: 2013-12-06 06:32 pm (UTC)[And not particularly helpful save that Riku's attitude and bearing put the idea on it that this entire phenomenon wasn't particularly dangerous or even terribly relevant for long.
And that perhaps the powers that be of this world tended to erase the memories of those affected.
The Darkness that Riku calls on, and then the eyed blade, is unexpected and interesting; an estimation is shifted around a little.]
Powers you have now, at the least. I suspect it's less you haven't gained them yet than perhaps you should have long ago. It's useful to have, is it not? Is the edge still keen?
[Or is it more like the knives and swords of this place, only sharp if a pokemon has them?]
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Date: 2013-12-06 06:35 pm (UTC)[There was the urge to tell Xigbar to stay a while and do something utterly useless like explain recent events from his perspective, but Xemnas restrains it effortlessly. It didn't matter.
There were more important tasks.]
Be advised that ledges are only one-way, and sharp objects tend to dull themselves nigh instantly. I doubt there will be a problem with your weapons, however.
[Technically they're not sharp. Xemnas returns to organizing his team and his belongings.]