Akari (
arceusstansme) wrote in
bottlecaplogs2025-04-03 03:40 pm
Earning her keep
Who: Akari and any poor sod who crosses her path.
What: Akari is here to prove her worth to Bottlecap Bay. Whether you like it or not.
Where: Bottlecap Bay
When: Sometime during April (all of it)
Warnings: Swearing, the traumas:tm:
Some people (or, well, PokΓ©mon) would take a day or two to adjust to having their bodies shaped into something new and thrown into a new location. Maybe take a moment to adjust to any weird dysmorphia about suddenly having no fingers or being a sentient bag of garbage (which, let's be real, isn't a change for some people.)
Akari on the other hand started to work. Someone needed a berry delivered from point A to point B without being eaten somewhere in the middle? Akari was on it. Needed someone to go tell their kid who was playing dangerously close to a ledge to stop it? Akari was already there. It didn't matter; it seemed like the moment someone looked mildly uncomfortable, the Cyndaquil was already there trying to fix an ill or find something.
It would be impressive if it seemed like she took a break. Or if she didn't seem like she was just sitting in traffic waiting for a light to turn as she listened to whatever someone needed. It was also obvious she was also trying to make sure the task was done 100 percent, even if she checked back in with the person like she was throwing a cigarette butt at them when she was done.
That was just the nature of her. Sometimes you might see her resting her feet for a second or two; other times you might see her waiting for someone or something to appear to give a message or deliver something. Or sometimes, she might stop and stare at you for a moment before asking if you needed help.
What: Akari is here to prove her worth to Bottlecap Bay. Whether you like it or not.
Where: Bottlecap Bay
When: Sometime during April (all of it)
Warnings: Swearing, the traumas:tm:
Some people (or, well, PokΓ©mon) would take a day or two to adjust to having their bodies shaped into something new and thrown into a new location. Maybe take a moment to adjust to any weird dysmorphia about suddenly having no fingers or being a sentient bag of garbage (which, let's be real, isn't a change for some people.)
Akari on the other hand started to work. Someone needed a berry delivered from point A to point B without being eaten somewhere in the middle? Akari was on it. Needed someone to go tell their kid who was playing dangerously close to a ledge to stop it? Akari was already there. It didn't matter; it seemed like the moment someone looked mildly uncomfortable, the Cyndaquil was already there trying to fix an ill or find something.
It would be impressive if it seemed like she took a break. Or if she didn't seem like she was just sitting in traffic waiting for a light to turn as she listened to whatever someone needed. It was also obvious she was also trying to make sure the task was done 100 percent, even if she checked back in with the person like she was throwing a cigarette butt at them when she was done.
That was just the nature of her. Sometimes you might see her resting her feet for a second or two; other times you might see her waiting for someone or something to appear to give a message or deliver something. Or sometimes, she might stop and stare at you for a moment before asking if you needed help.

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[A backpack her size would hold one berry.]
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[In his experience, she'll probably need some help getting the thing on, at least at first.]
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[She said quite happily. Again, only four people she respects, and two of them always changes. Ingo is always on the list. He understands how to battle and is creative with how he battles, too. Although the Path of Solitude for Magikarp was mean.]
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[Let's go pick up that bag, then!]
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Hey, hey. You should introduce me to your brother. So I can vibe check him.
[It's less vibe checking and more just wanting to see who this man that somehow stood out in Ingo's mind is. It's nice that Ingo found family, she never thought about if she had her own family that she left behind before she arrived in Hisui.]
We could battle.
[Girl, no. You only have normal type moves.]
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[Ingo is too, of course, but this seems like a good point in common between the two of them.]
I suppose I ought to mention...he has become a Zoroark.
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[She felt empathy for the PokΓ©mon. The anger in her chest at the time from being escorted out still, despite Volo and Cyllene helping her.]
Does he hold grudges?
[She tried to keep her tone light-]
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[He's also trying to act like it's all just jokes! Even though he knows they ain't!]
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What? Really? Spill!
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[He still doesn't feel like he can really picture it.]
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[Were you an Emo boy Ingo? Did you listen to 'My Potion Romance' and 'Good Charmander'?]
Maybe we can find a book or ask around to see if anyone knows?
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[She was making her mental checklist.]
Wait, your brother is a Zoroark, couldn't he just, like, shapeshift into one?
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[No one else seemed to understand that, except Volo, but like- she is over Volo!]
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[He must have always had a fondness for them! Even if he didn't really seek out either Probopass or Magnezone intentionally...]
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[Not that any of that matters here and now...]
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I am still so happy for you.
[She is serious about this!]
You deserved a dub.
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A win!
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[Not that he's...really remembered anything else, even with Emmet here. But it feels perhaps slightly less vital when Emmet can fill him in. Should he feel bad about that...?]
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