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Impromptu Oran Sleepover
Who: Oran newbies
What: Having fun with communal dens
When: Sometime after Mightyena gathered them up
Where: The Spire, low tier dens
Warnings: Will add if anything comes up, but not anticipating anything
[As everyone knows by now, the Oran Berries depend heavily on communal living, sharing a bed is simply to be expected. For some, this experience was temporary. Mightyena was kind enough to lend the mysterious misplaced PokΓ©mon a place to rest, but now some of them have moved on.
For others, this is now a part of life, and it's time to get used to it. The Oran Berries value treating everyone like friends and family, after all, so you're expected to do the same! Why not have some fun with it?
Whether you've noticed your fellow newcomers are all gathering in one den, or you suddenly find yourself dragged into the the party against your will, everyone is invited! Everyone's going through the same thing, belong to the same guild, you gotta stick together.....right?]
[[ooc: Feel free to use this as a mingle log! We have nine Oran Berries (I think???) and although the dens are said to hold up to eight, I think some members are small enough that we should be able to include everyone!]]
What: Having fun with communal dens
When: Sometime after Mightyena gathered them up
Where: The Spire, low tier dens
Warnings: Will add if anything comes up, but not anticipating anything
[As everyone knows by now, the Oran Berries depend heavily on communal living, sharing a bed is simply to be expected. For some, this experience was temporary. Mightyena was kind enough to lend the mysterious misplaced PokΓ©mon a place to rest, but now some of them have moved on.
For others, this is now a part of life, and it's time to get used to it. The Oran Berries value treating everyone like friends and family, after all, so you're expected to do the same! Why not have some fun with it?
Whether you've noticed your fellow newcomers are all gathering in one den, or you suddenly find yourself dragged into the the party against your will, everyone is invited! Everyone's going through the same thing, belong to the same guild, you gotta stick together.....right?]
[[ooc: Feel free to use this as a mingle log! We have nine Oran Berries (I think???) and although the dens are said to hold up to eight, I think some members are small enough that we should be able to include everyone!]]
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[so says? google maps?]
But it is more common for it to take several, especially with wagons involved.
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[ or maybe it is the opposite and they are just so strong that carrying all their wares is nothing to them? ]
Wagons make more sense. What do you trade?
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[ 'Most Wardens can't easily take on extra work.' Ingo had mentioned doing both, before, but Emmet hadn't gotten the details then. That is... quite a lot? Certainly it seems to be a booked schedule. Keeping very busy...
A slight hesitation, next, his ears flicking as Emmet keeps his gaze steadily forward. ]
You were far from other people. Was it lonely?
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[It's an automatic response, the sort of thing he's probably said a hundred times before. Ingo takes a moment to consider.]
...well, yes. But it's alright. I have my Pokemon, at least.
[But one-sided conversations with them just aren't quite the same. You need Pokemon and people.]
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[ It's not accusing, just factual. Remarked, even. ]
That's not new. You liked meeting people before too. It's a little sad that your Pokemon aren't here, though. [ ... ] But there are plenty of people here now, anyway. And you have me.
[ Not that one can really replace the other. But these statements simply are, for better or for worse. ]
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[That's a little heartening, actually! As they reach the lower dining area, Ingo wanders over to peer into the kitchen area.]
Are we allowed to....oh. [It's open...]
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[ have they met any, actually?
Ingo wanders over, and Emmet trails after to also peer quizzically inside. are they just supposed to ... let themselves in? are they allowed? ]
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[Well, no one seems to be stopping them...Ingo walks in, peering carefully around.]
They must have water set by somewhere. [At least he doesn't have to get used to not having plumbing here...?]
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Over ... here, I think? Some containers on the shelves.
[ I have no clue if they're in glass or stone or whatever, but here we are. ]
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Looks at his paws.]
......I'm not entirely sure what I thought I was going to do.
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[ he hasn't checked his paws for steadiness yet. but that's also definitely something that tends to go once you're at a certain level of sleepless. ]
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I will try it!
[He certainly also has claws, but they're shorter and blunter, more for digging than a primary form of attack. Hopefully they're less likely to leave scratches. He rises up onto his hind legs and grabs one of the vessels between both of his forepaws. It's an awkward position, and he's immediately not quite sure what to do with it, because he was acting on impulse!]
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[ Now what. ]
... Are you going to heat it up with Ember?
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[While he's? Holding it??? No, surely not - although, he is a fire-type...
Mm. No. Safety first. Ingo sits down on his haunches and leans forward to very awkwardly set the container on the floor. He looks at his forepaws afterwards, flexing his claws.]
I do not know how half the things in this village exist when no one has hands. Who made any of it?
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[ have they even seen any of those in the townseople here- ]
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[Maybe it is the psychic thing? Well, anyway. Ingo takes a breath, focusing. He's still not at a point where using his moves comes quick and natural; acting instinctively in battle is actually easier than working on them calmly and deliberately. He does succeed, though, in spitting a small ember at the jug. Between it and the faint glow of his spots, the kitchen now shines with a dim ghostly glow.]
That will probably take a while to boil. But I suppose I prefer that to lighting the room ablaze.
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[ waiting for water to boil ...
............. emmet is going to just. carefully attempt to make himself more comfortable. it takes a little bit of doing but eventually he manages to approximate something resembling a foxloaf. ]
Hm. That is just regular Ember? But you mentioned Infernal Parade before.
Wonder what the difference between ghost fire and regular fire is.
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[Ingo was sitting on his haunches to do this, which now forces him to awkwardly back up before he can lay down as well. It feels too strange, to loom over Emmet like that; anyway, may as well be comfortable.]
My thought is that perhaps making the fire is a physical action, and making the ghost one would be a sort of...spiritual action? But I certainly don't know what that means.
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Eventually: ]
... Chandelure's fire burns cold. It looks like fire and acts like fire in some ways but isn't actually the same in all of them. You can put your hand through it and it won't hurt. And they won't mind. Though he likes being pet in the curl of his arms more.
... Lots of ghost moves feel like that I think. Either feelings orβ shadows I guess? Things that are like others but aren't really. Though I don't know what kinds of feelings might make ghost fire.
[ He pauses to yawn a bit, ears swiveling a little. ]
Haven't really thought about it that much here. So I don't know if this really helps. But not counting status moves ... So far for me it feels like ghost in general is easier than other things. Shadow Claw, Shadow Sneak are easy if I don't think about it much. Just have to feel not there. [ If that even makes sense. It's a kind of distance, one step removed from something more tangible, more real? Shadow Claw is kind of like his own handsβ well, pawsβ but it isn't. Shadow Sneakβ well, of course he isn't over there, silly, he's over here nowβ ] Shadow Ball I can sort of start if I use Shadow Claw as a base. But I can't control it well enough to conduct it to any real destination so that one is a not really.
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Feel not there...
[Well, he knows what that feels like. But it must be something less. He can't let his mind wander like that mid-battle!]
I should be able to use Infernal Parade, Hex, and Shadow Ball naturally. Someone would have to teach me Shadow Claw, and I can't use Shadow Sneak at all. That's a bit of a shame - I would be curious to know what that felt like. Is it strange?
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[ it's just Shadow Sneak, anyway, so it doesn't really last that long. the point is to be fast. maybe Phantom Force might feel different, or maybe it's just more of the same.
pause. ]
Have accidentally done it on reflex actually. Didn't mean to at all. In my defense, I was trying to dodge a dark type attack aimed at my face. Maybe Hisuian Zoroark is just less ... solid, than Hisuian Typhlosion.
But that is all shadows. Ghost fire might be something else. What does Laventon's Pokedex say about Typhlosion?
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As I recall, it was a short recounting of the legends about them. It's said that they purify lost and forsaken souls with their flames, and then guide them to the afterlife. He thought that they were like that in Hisui because they were affected by the sacred energies surrounding Mount Coronet.
[Which sounds pretty reasonable to Ingo, after everything!]
If there are any lost and forsaken souls around here, though, I cannot tell.
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(The red around his collar flickers and blurs a little, again. But Emmet stays exactly where he is, paws folded and tucked away as harmlessly as possible, smile soft.) ]
They sound kind. And it is familiar, sort of. [ Remarked: ] You used to think of Chandelure that way too. Said his flames would light the way to where you need to go. Paths you need to take. Even in the darkest places where light doesn't normally reach.
Maybe that is the kind of feeling you need to think of?
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[Guiding them through the tunnels, luring them onward...what was it he said? Something like that? Ingo stares into the little glowing embers for a few moments, lost in thought, then shrugs.]
Mmm, well, maybe! I don't know that I should try it in here, though. I don't know how to make the ghost fire burn or not burn, either!
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closes eyes in my missing closing small tag up there
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