[Day 295] So now we’re getting ready steady go! Returning what they throw [OPEN]

[unwrittenformula]

Who: N, Hilda, a buttload of Pokemon and YOU
Open: Open!
When: 295
Where: Pokemon Daycare, backyard
What: It's that time again! Time for a Pokemon Daycare Log! But this time we've got some new stuff to do!
Format: whatever you so choose
Warnings: -

[The Pokemon Daycare is a common sight to anyone who has been in the Bastion long enough. Pokemon in general are also a common sight, as there are plenty wandering around either on their own or with partners thanks to the two owners of said daycare.

Today is no different in that regard, but it is different in that some gifts have been bestowed upon the daycare courtesy of Colin. A jungle gym, an agility race course, and several carnival strength tester machines have been set up near the front, as well as a shaded, beautiful looking grotto complete with a large pond and a waterfall.

The Pokemon that are there are having an absolute blast with their new toys, and N can even be found taking a couple of them through the race course.

It would be a good day to join them, see what Pokemon are out and about, and even play with the ones that are there!]

Comments

[cyan_maid]

[That's what she'll keep in mind.

Jane's attention catches on the creaking door, and she looks to see the green-haired boy, her hand faltering. She hadn't met this person yet...]

[unwrittenformula]

[N didn't notice her right off, focused on bringing out something from the house in to the yard.

Zoroark tilted his head in N's direction, and for... some reason that seemed to catch the teen's attention finally. He straightened up and gave a somewhat awkward wave to Jane.]

[cyan_maid]

[Ah, okay, he sees her now. Jane waves back, also rather awkwardly.]

[unwrittenformula]

[N finished up his task near the porch before approaching, looking to Zoroak and speaking to the tall fox first.]

You could have let her in the gate.

[I knew you were coming out anyway!]

Now you're just making excuses. You know you can communicate with other humans just fine.

[A sigh and a shake of his head as Zoroark looked properly chastised, and N finally turned to Jane.]

Sorry. Did you want to come in and see the other Pokemon?

[cyan_maid]

[Of course, to Jane, the conversation is one-sided, but hey, what can be done about that? Not much.]

Um...yes, if that's alright?

[unwrittenformula]

[That happens when the guy in front of you can speak to animals.]

Of course, that's what it's here for.

[cyan_maid]

[Good on him though, that's not a skill everyone has.]

Really? Do folks usually just...walk right in?

[unwrittenformula]

[It is pretty rare, even where he's from.] The Daycare is open to anyone who wants to adopt or spend time with the Pokemon we have here.

[cyan_maid]

Oh! I see!

[Well doesn't she feel silly, just lingering nearby.]

So that's why so many folks in town have their own Pokemon? I've run into a handful since I've come here.

[unwrittenformula]

[It happens.] I was... reluctant at first to let such a thing happen, but Hilda assured me that it would be alright. It has helped lessen the load on us here, having others care for Pokemon themselves.

[cyan_maid]

[Hesitant? Hm...well, that's understandable. For Jane, Pokemon are totally alien creatures. There's no telling how other people might react to them.]

They seem to make a lot of people happy, I've noticed. And I've met Hilda! At that big party, she showed me some of the Pokemon here!

[unwrittenformula]

[Thus far people seem far more interested than repulsed when it comes to them, and that's just fine with N. Disrespect of his Pokemon friends would absolutely not be tolerated by him.] Oh. I remember that. [This is the part where you introduce yourself... Leave it to Zoroark to remind N how to behave normally.] ... I'm N. Hilda's boyfriend.

[cyan_maid]

[Who would disrespect them, they're adorable]

Oh! So you're her boyfriend! Nice to meet you!

[Jane holds out a hand for him to shake.] My name is Jane Crocker. It's nice to meet you!

[unwrittenformula]

[It takes a nudge from Zoroark before N takes her hand, grip somewhat awkward and indicative of some one who obviously doesn't do this social thing very often.]

Nice to meet you.

[cyan_maid]

[That's alright; Jane's got enough social niceties in her to spare.]

So do you two take care of all the Pokemon here? Or, well, you must have some of the others come and help, right? I can't imagine it's an easy job.

[unwrittenformula]

We had some help in the past but... they're no longer here. It's just been Hilda and I for a while now.

[cyan_maid]

Oh no! I'm sorry to hear that.

[Especially since...well, how else do people not stick around in the Bastion, considering the alternative?]

Do you two ever feel short-staffed, or do you have things under control?

[unwrittenformula]

It has been a little hectic as of late. The younger ones are starting to come in to their own and find their energy and want to battle. It's not... difficult, no, but help would always be welcome.

[At least that's what he seems to think Hilda would say in this situation.]

[cyan_maid]

[Oh, gosh. Little active creatures with their own powers can't be good. Jane can just imagine something a bit more familiar to her - a kitten GCat just getting his bearings with teleportation.

Oh, dear.]

Er, well, I don't have a lot of experience with...um, anything that isn't human or an alien...and I'm usually at the cannery, but if you two ever need a hand, I'd be more than willing to learn how I can help...

[unwrittenformula]

[They sure are a handful.]

If you're alright with that. I wouldn't want to take you away from any other work you might be doing.

[cyan_maid]

It's fine! I should...probably not be in the cannery so much, anyway.

[unwrittenformula]

Oh? Why is that?

[cyan_maid]

I just end up spending way too much time in there, and I end up missing out on everything here.

[unwrittenformula]

Oh. I see. I... tend to do that as well, only with the daycare.

[cyan_maid]

At least you could say you were justified in doing so. Every Pokemon I've met is so lively and unique! They're almost like people in and of themselves. Canned goods are...well, inanimate objects.