Impromptu Oran Sleepover

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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 Pokémon 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!]]

Comments

[telewarped]

It's not like people never get lost... But yeah, it definitely helps when you've got a map for pretty much anywhere right in your pocket.

[In the future, he said. Well, that confirms it.]

... Geez. You really are from the dark ages, aren't you?

[offtracks]

The dark ages?

[He cannot imagine anyone calls it the dark ages while they are actively living in it, but all the same, he does not think it is anywhere near THAT bad!]

It is a few hundred years before Emmet's time! I think he probably has a phone! Or, he used to, at least.

[telewarped]

Uh, yeah? Barely any tech, you have to go to a whole other village just to get one picture taken... Sounds like the dark ages to me.

[But she is a city girl who is quite online.]

Wait. You're brothers, right? You and Emmet. [Even if she hadn't seen their shared Grumpearl message (she did, though she didn't respond to it), she probably could have figured it out based on the way they interacted with each other in the Spire.] But... you're from a few hundred years before his time?

[offtracks]

Oh.

[Right. Ingo hadn't fully thought that statement through.]

Yes. There was time travel, evidently - I am also from that time to begin with, but I do not really remember it now. Certainly nothing about phones...

[telewarped]

Geez.

[She does have some secondhand experience with time travel herself, at least, which helps her wrap her head around this concept quick enough (even if Rindo definitely never traveled back nearly that far).]

That's gotta be weird. [For Ingo and Emmet both.]

[offtracks]

Mmm...yes, it is.

[His tone is careful. Emmet's still right here in the room with them, after all.]

[telewarped]

[She glances briefly over at Emmet.

Oh—right. Awkward.]

Well. If it's any consolation, I guess we're all in a weird situation now...

[It probably isn't any consolation, though. Now she really wishes she had a movie to focus on...]

Anyways... How does this place compare to what your used to? Feels sort of like it's somewhere in between... Not full dark ages, but I can't say I've seen a single screen anywhere yet.

[offtracks]

It really does not seem strange to me at all, outside of the obvious!

[This being a village of Pokemon, them having all become Pokemon...you know, that stuff. Ingo's loud and goes on quickly, eager to move onto a different subject.]

Everything here seems reasonably familiar to me, in terms of the way things work and what types of goods are available! Most of the quests are just the sort of things we would have been doing back at the Pearl settlement. The pearls are certainly new, but of course that could not be accomplished by humans at all.

[telewarped]

Well, sure... Outside of the obvious.

[But the obvious is pretty weird, even by her ex-Reaper standards.]

Huh. Well, good for you. Maybe you could teach more than just Pokémon stuff, then. I mean... a lot of this has been an adjustment for me. [She lifts a ghostly hand to fidget briefly with one ear of her disguise rag.] Even outside of the obvious... Was gonna say that the pearls are a little like phones, since you can use 'em to talk and send video and everything... But the thought-sharing part's definitely not.

[offtracks]

Oh, yes, that is very strange. I wonder if there is a way to make them less...broad?

[He hasn't accidentally shared anything all that bad, but at the same time, he doesn't usually mean for as much of his thoughts and feelings to come through as they do!]

[telewarped]

Beats me. Beyond just not thinking at all, I guess...

[It must just take practice and focus, she figures, like learning to imprint only one, specific thought into a person's head from the UG—but that had never been a two-way street, and using the Grumpearls means using psychic ability that isn't her own. For all she knows, maybe it'll never get easier to keep all her thoughts to herself.]

Bet that comes easier to some than to others, hah.

[offtracks]

It's not something I have ever been good at.

[The joke seems to have missed him; he’s earnestly thinking of it more like churning over his past and all.]

But, yes, I suppose that must be the trick. We must all take up meditation!

[telewarped]

[She snorts.]

Yeah, that's not gonna happen... I say we all get matching head traumas instead. Much easier.

[offtracks]

We are all lucky to be as unharmed as we are, I think...

[His own brain certainly didn't survive his first trip through time and space unscathed...]

[ not here? ]

[outbounds]

[ He's here and he has sensitive ears, but hey, if we're lucky maybe he's asleep? ]