Day 330 [Open] butterfly in the sky, i can go twice as high...

[gianthobo]

Who: AZ and everyone
Open: Open
When: Day 330, evening
Where: Near the Monument
What: AZ has decided that it's story time in the Bastion.
Format: Action, though I can switch to prose if you want.
Warnings: None that I can think of.


[It's been a long few days. AZ doesn't quite know what to do other than help move things around and try to comfort people as best he can. He's seen too much death, too much sorrow, to really get emotional over it. … And maybe that's wrong, but he and Crona had never had a strong bond. He can't make bonds with everyone - the ones he has are enough to keep him exhausted as he tries to hold on to them.]

[But he's experienced, and experience does have some side benefits. Which is why, as the Bastion approaches evening tonight, AZ has set up a small area near the Monument, with pillows and blankets and some food from the kitchens. It's not elaborate, but it doesn't have to be.]

[And if you're not near the Monument? No need to worry. There are a few signs scattered around the Bastion, with a helpful picture of the Monument and an arrow on them. Hopefully one of the languages on it will be comprehensible, if the pictures aren't enough.]

[[ooc; It's story time with Papa AZ! Feel free to tag into this singly or in groups for legends about the Pokemon world! Questions are encouraged, and if your character has Pokemon or some other kind of pet, they're more than welcome to visit, too.]]

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[heptagram]

[Patchouli has been trying not to think about what happened. Of course she caught word of it.

But those signs around the Bastion sounded pretty interesting. She could read the signs in each of the three languages they were written in. But that wasn't really important. She sat down on one of the blankets, leaning against a pillow or two.

She doesn't speak, just waiting for AZ's little storytelling thing to start.]

[gianthobo]

[AZ smiles at her a bit, and Floette twirls around as she approaches Patchouli.]

What sort of story would you like to hear?

[heptagram]

I... hadn't really thought about that. I mean, I thought you were going to choose.

[gianthobo]

I have a lot of stories. Do you want to hear a happier sort of tale, a sad story, or a silly story?

[heptagram]

I certainly think we need something a bit light-hearted lately, don't we? All of us?

So, as long as it's not sad, that'll do for me.

[gianthobo]

Let's see...

... There once was an Amaura named Amelie. Amaura are like... large creatures with long necks and rounded bodies, a little bit like your Furfrou friend. They have frills on top of their heads that change colors.

In any case... Amelie lived in the snowy north, and had been there her whole life. One day, she met a Mareep named Melody. Melody was looking for her lost ball. It had bounced away into the snow and she couldn't find it. Someone must have picked it up!

Amelie, being the kind sort that she was, agreed to help Melody. The two looked all around. They asked everyone they could find. Emily the Espurr hadn't seen it. "Why are you looking for a ball when you could be eating berries?" They agreed that this was a good point, but Melody wanted to find her ball more, so they continued.

Samuel the Serperior didn't know where it was, either. "Ssssave your ssstrength," he told them. "It issss cold and you ssssshould be ssssleeping." But Melody couldn't sleep until she found her ball.

Zacharia the Zangoose didn't want to talk to them. "Your stupid ball isn't as important as my training!" He told them. "Go bother someone else!" Amelie and Melody continued on until they reached a clearing. They sat down and Melody started crying.

"I'll never find my ball!" She cried, until Amelie nudged her gently. "What does your ball even look like?" She asked her friend.

"Well, it's round, and white... and very cold. But it was right there!" Amelie got an idea, and she nudged snow into a pile and rolled it around and around until it was a ball, before bringing it over to Melody.

"Is this your ball?" She asked, and Melody gasped. "You found it!" She hugged her new friend, and the two of them made their way home, now that Melody had found her snowball.

The end.

[heptagram]

[Sadly, that description doesn't give her much of an image of an amargasaurus, which is what Amaura is based on. But she'll just sort of imagine all of this in her head. Serperior's clearly a snake. It had to be, talking like that.]

Well... that is kind of cute, at least. [She smiles a little.] It sounds like they mostly live in cold places, right?

[gianthobo]

[To be fair, he doesn't know what an amargasaurus is.]

They do. They're rare nowadays, since most of the living ones are restored from fossils.

[heptagram]

[True.]

So they're... kind of like dinosaurs?

[gianthobo]

They are, yes.

[How does Pokemon world have normal animal descriptions as well as Pokemon? It is a mystery.]

[heptagram]

[DON'T THINK ABOUT IT TOO MUCH]

Interesting that you have a way of reviving fossilizing life-forms, just in general.

[gianthobo]

I've heard of it, but I haven't seen the machine myself.

[heptagram]

I see. It's still a very interesting proposition.

I'm guessing that most of those extinct species are... well, maybe not "small," but comparatively not that big, if they're being brought back to life from fossils? I mean, I'd think that would not be considered a good idea if they were large and could be very destructive.

[bulletofhope]

[ Oh, hey, he hasn't spoken to her in a while, has he...?

During a break in the storytelling, Naegi wanders over next to Patchouli, giving her a tired smile and a cordial nod of greeting as he sits down next to her. ]

Hey. How're you holding up, Patchouli-san?

[heptagram]

I'm... doing basically alright.

[She's trying to seem a little more stoic about things than she actually is. Look, even she's kind of distressed about this.]

[bulletofhope]

That's good to hear... at least that's one of us.

[ You and him both. Naegi's a lot more affected than he lets on, though he's trying not to let it get to him. ]

[heptagram]

Yeah... It's really hard to not be distressed, isn't it.

[She sighs. She's not good at this.]

[bulletofhope]

It really is... the last week or so hasn't been really kind to us...

[ To say the absolute least. ]

[heptagram]

Yeah, but... I guess there's not much we can do, right? Not much we can do about...

losing one of our own...

[bulletofhope]

. . . there is one thing. Only one.

We just have to keep going. It'll be tough, but... that's really all we can do now. Especially since if we stopped, well. Would we really be respecting the sacrifices people made so we could continue living?

[ Naegi sighs quietly as he stares up at the sky with a frown. ]

At least... that's how I feel about it, anyway...

[heptagram]

Yeah. I guess we have to not let that be pointless, right? Otherwise...

... well, you know. We don't need to go in circles, after all.

[bulletofhope]

Not at all. But there's nothing wrong with needing time to recover, too...

[ Hence why they're both here listening to AZ talk of Pokemon and legends of long ago. ]

[heptagram]

Certainly.

I can only hope that this is about as bad as things are going to get.

[bulletofhope]

I'm hoping so, too... we've already been through enough as is.

[heptagram]

Yes.

It might be best to just spend our time thinking of something more positive. Good thing we came here, right?