[Catchall] Settling In

[pyrodulia]

Who: Agnes and You
What: The process of getting acclimated to a new body and a new world
When: October
Warnings: Mention of Agnes' canonical death (no details), discussion of gruesome use of human remains, cult activity, fire used to destroy important things.

She never actually put any milk in it. She never even drank it. She’d just take it over and sit there, staring out the window into the street for an hour or so, then stand up and leave. I’d go over to clear away her coffee. It was always scalding hot.

The way she always used to order the coffee, it always sounded like she was enjoying it. The order, I mean. Like the phrase “one black coffee with room for milk” was a delightfully novel thing for her to say.


1. Coffee
There was a cafe back home, the Canyon Cafe. Agnes started visiting in 1991, and she was certain that the staff noticed she didn't seem to age a day between then and 2006, when she...before she arrived here in Bottlecap Bay. She'd gotten into a habit, ordering a black coffee with enough room for milk, and then setting with the cup and not drinking a drop. It was the normalcy of the act of ordering she craved.

Here, though, adjustments need to be made. As a Ninetales (what a silly name), she can't exactly hold a mug, so the coffee is prepared and put into a shallow bowl for her. And as a Ninetales, rather than what she was before, she can actually drink it.

She's surprised, with the first sip, exactly how bitter it is. In fact, the look on her face might be comedic for onlookers. There is absolutely sputtering happening, and her tails all standing up straight like a row of exclamation marks.


2. Canopy
For some reason, Rimbombee went out of his way to ensure that Agnes's living quarters up in the Canopy are water-resistant, if not completely impervious to rain, making her more comfortable than some of the other Cheri Berries. In the meantime, though, she can be found exploring the Canopy as a whole or bringing messages from those standing watch to the main building.

There's a restlessness to her that's obvious if you watch her for long. But that restlessness was one she had since she was anchored by Gertrude Robinson. Then, she existed unable to fulfill her purpose. Here and now, she doesn't know what her purpose is.

If you're around the Canopy, perhaps this is a good time to meet the new recruit? After all, she's fully herself instead of Froslass's pet bitch now.


3. Chitin
Agnes has no issues with bugs, in the abstract. But the first time she sees a spider web bridging the gap from the branch of a tree to its trunk, her response is more than a little 'kill it with fire'. Which is especially dangerous considering she's capable of launching a Flamethrower without even thinking about it.

And now the tree's on fire, and the Joltik whose web she just immolated is very upset. Someone should do something about that. Like, now.


4. Wildcard
Catch me on darkersolstice, wherever you get your social media, to plot.

Comments

3, because he's unfortunately, like this,

[ourtomorrow]

[ Ken has not been a Pokemon very long, but it doesn't take much time to learn both his species name ("Lokix") and that Pokemon, like Digimon, have an established taxonomy that affects their everyday lives. To wit, Ken is a "Bug/Dark" type. This gives him advantages in certain situations and disadvantages in others. He is "weak", for example, to fire.

This does not stop him from running up at the first hint of smoke. ]

Is everyone all right?!

[ He turns to the nearest Pokemon - a fox of some sort. ] Are any Pokemon still in the tree?

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[paperceptive]

Hah!

[ A little indelicate, maybe, but Odile can't help but notice a reaction like that. She's nearby with her own coffee, which is in a large mug rather than a bowl; she can hold it between her forepaws, as long as she's careful with her claws. ]

Is that good, or bad?

1

[wolfcut]

Make it a coffee. Even in his sorry state, Bigby did indeed remember that.

His order leaves no room for anything but a sprinkle of sugar. Strange, considering his general distaste for sweets, but it helped cut through the bitterness when he first started drinking it however many decades ago now. Even when finally learned not to scrunch his nose at every sip, the habit managed to stick with an ever growing collection of mismatched sugar packets at his desk to show for it.

He holds his own cup (perhaps too big for someone his size) with both paws, blowing against the steam before finally taking a drink. As he watches her reaction over the rim, Bigby can't help but smirk.

"Taste even better than you imagined?"

2

[no_ufo_ending]

Henry has been a very quiet neighbor. Some things never change. He's made peace with sleeping on a little pile of dried grasses and honestly, his new body makes curling up rather easy. He also appreciates the rainproof roof--or he did until it sprung a leak.

He passes the Ninetales with a few flats of bark, some nails, and a hammer in his claws. One of his feet catches on an uneven bit of flooring and he fumbles the hammer. Curse having only three fingers on each hand!

"Look out!" He didn't want the hammer to land on anyone's paws.

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[friendlyflower]

A fun fact: Sunkern's Pokedex entry states that sometimes it falls out of trees.

Flowey happens to be up in a tree, enjoying watching everyone from high up when a flamethrower nearly burns him to a crisp. He falls out and lands ungracefully on the ground with a thump. To add insult to injury- or really, further injury to blunt force trauma- the surprised Joltik hits him with a Thundershock out of surprise. It's not very effective, but it leaves him twitching and miserable.

"Anyone else?!" he shouts into the air. "How about someone comes and kicks me while I'm down?! Nobody wants to spit on me, too?!"

1!

[autumnrainrunaway]

Well, this certainly was an expression Dolly hadn't expected to see out in the town. Just how strong was the PokeCoffee here? Curiosity was strong in this small Sylveon.

"Is the coffee here this strong?"

Yep, good time to socialize with Agnes! Thankfully, Dolly seemed to have avoided Froslass's guard dog during the 'festival'. Dolly goes to trot over with a small donut bag clutched in her ribbon feelers.