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 Aneirin “Neirin/Nye” Vaughan's Travels, .W.
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    Nye's strange adventure would take its first turn when he was still quite close to his home. It was no longer in view, but Nye could probably find his way back if he wanted to.

    The duskull had watched him when Nye asked about adventuring, eventually nodding slowly, its eye floating between its sockets. So it was floating about near Nye, a little above the teenager's head. At least, it had been when Nye left the house. But the duskull must have slipped off while they were walking - well, floating in the ghost's case - as a 'dussss-duskull' reached Nye's ears.

    If Nye checked, he would see that the duskull was no longer near him, but following the sound of the cry would find Nye looking into an alley, his duskull facing off against a houndour, a burst of fire building in its mouth. If Nye looked closely, he would see a glint of something underneath the houndour's paws - likely what had attracted his duskull away in the first place.

    A glance at the houndour would show that it was rangy, perhaps a little bigger than the average. Its height was undercut by the fact that Nye could see its fur clinging to the shape of ribs - one of the many wild pokemon in the city, hungry thanks to the depth of winter that had fallen upon them.

    If Nye wanted, he could call his duskull away from the houndour and hope the ghost-type would listen. His other option, of course, was to stay and fight the houndour like the duskull seemed to want - it floated near the dark-type, ready to dodge if the dog released its mouth of fire.
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The Pokemon that Nye had unconsciously released from its Pokeball wasn’t something he expected: after all, who expected a ghost-type Pokemon? The Duskull seemed to have its own personality as it dusted around the room they were in, and as Nye asked if it wanted to go on an adventure, that red eye bounced between its sockets before it nodded. Before Nye could fumble with the Pokeball to return the ghost Pokemon to its original home, though, the thing faded into invisibility and Nye lost sight of it. The handler huffed in annoyance but as he stepped outside, he could feel the cold feeling of death literally breathing down his neck.

The Duskull, though, didn’t seem like it was behind him; it was more or less just constantly hovering over and around his head, like an invisible gnat that he couldn’t swat away. At first, as the two of them set off down the semi-short path into Marchton Proper, Nye had to sweep his hand and arm in a grand gesture to push the invisible Pokemon away, although it had never hit anything solid. Then again, what ghost Pokemon was solid enough to be hit with a human arm? Nye gave up after maybe fifty steps. It wasn’t any use, he figured.

As they finished crossing the small path into the town, Nye realized that the Duskull was definitely not hovering anymore. The little goose bumps on his arms had disappeared as he realized that the Grim Reaper wasn’t just inches over his shoulder, and the Handler looked around. "Did I really lose you on my first day?" the sixteen year old huffed. His shoulders hunched in irritation, mostly at himself, before he breathed out and let it go. The Duskull was probably equally as uninterested in him as he was it, although they were definitely going to get to know each other on their adventures.

"Duskull?" Nye called out. He had heard the faint chill of the ghost Pokemon and the young man’s dark eyebrows seemed to crease in the middle of his forehead. He heard the small clambering in an alleyway they (he??) had just passed, and he shook his head. "Duskull, it isn’t funny anymore. Please let me – oh."

He had retraced his steps and as he turned the corner into the alleyway had seen the situation unfold. Duskull was no longer invisible, although its eye danced eagerly back from the Houndour and then to the ground underneath it. The Houndour had the burning passion raging in its mouth, and Nye’s eyebrows rose. "Duskull, just let it go."

"Duskull!"

The ghost Pokemon sharply turned and almost gave a "glare" at the human it was traveling with, but then spun back to its focus on the other Pokemon. "Duskull, let’s go. I really don’t want to do this right now."

Then again, it could’ve also been the fact that Nye didn’t really have any idea of what do do in situations like these. He felt bad about fighting the Houndour, but then again, he would if he needed to. And, well, clearly Duskull wanted to get whatever the other Pokemon had.

"Fine," Nye exasperated as he rolled his shoulders and stepped more into the alleyway, although slightly off to the side. The last thing he needed was to get injured from a fireball from the dog Pokemon in front of him, "Let’s do this, Duskull, but you really need to listen to me after this."

Maybe it was stupid to give into Duskull’s wants, but clearly, the Pokemon didn’t take Nye seriously. Maybe this was Nye’s attempt to show the ghost Pokemon that he could be equally as serious as his late father. Maybe Nye was just trying to get the Pokemon to like him.

No, no that was exactly it. He wanted the Pokemon to like him, and to listen, and to not fight for selfish things like whatever that Houndour had underneath its paws.

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Duskull's red eye shifted to Nye's side just enough to be an acknowledgement, and if a skull couldn't really look smug, well, the ghost came close. The houndour's fires flickered in its mouth still, staring down the ghost. It was a bad match, and apparently the duskull knew it, because he didn't attack. Instead, responding to the dog's wary growls, a Haze unfurled from beneath him, lapping against the building walls in insubstantial waves and swirling back until the ghost's red eye seemed to glow like a dying lantern in the pseudo-mist. He seemed unwilling to commit and engage, and the houndour likewise held its fire cautiously.

"ssssskul."

That red eye was still fixed on whatever the dog was guarding. It was harder to see now with the haze, but one of the fire type's paws had shifted slightly and Nye could at least tell that it didn't look like metal. Maybe some sort of a crystal?

Duskull glanced to Nye for an instant. Warning or request wasn't clear -- maybe he was just making sure there was enough room, because the pokemon faded into the hazy shadows before his eyes. The houndour straightened, nose a-quiver, casting around for the ghost as if something like that could have a scent at all. Nye faintly heard the whisper bob around behind him, "Dus-Dus-Dusk~"

Right behind the hound's head, Duskull popped back into existence with a sharp wailing, ghostly arms raised and waving. The houndour yelped, jumped, and spun on a dime and Duskull almost go away. Almost. The feral dog was clever enough and sharp enough to react, darkness surging up through her paws in Pursuit. Teeth closed on Duskull's intangible tail by virtue of that darkness, and dragged the ghost back out into the physical plane as he tried to vanish again. The muscles in her neck tensed and rippled, throwing the ghost forward to the ground and pouncing. The growling was harsher now, threatening rather than warning, and ember sparks threw crazy shadows through the haze, but Duskull wasn't looking at the dog, despite his wincing posture. Duskull was looking at the thing the houndour had been guarding. A crystal, with swirling greys along its surface and shadow-coloured veins shooting through. Clearly, the ghost wanted it, and Nye had the choice to make -- shove the dog off or otherwise challenge it... or scoop up the treasure his pokemon was so interested in and leave the ghost to his own devices.


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- Dazed, wincing, pinned under the houndour's Pursuit
- staring intently at the crystal

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- Slightly taller than average, but rangy and thin
- Clever and cautious
- Threatening Duskull and moments from burning him in retaliation with a focused ember

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Nye's eyes studied Duskull quietly as the ghost Pokemon kept his eyes on the prize. Nye already knew that no matter what he did, the Pokemon did what he wanted, and didn't listen to anyone else's opinions or suggestions. The pokemon definitely was stubborn, if anything. He rolled his shoulders as his eyes flicked to the scrappy little Houndour and wondered what was going to happen. Maybe he should've intervened before this, rather than allowing himself to take a back seat to watch what was about to happen. Eh, well; what was done was done. He'd ride it out and see how things fit before he jumped in.

Duskull's haze seemed to start to settle over the alleyway, and a part of Nye was glad that at least the Pokemon wasn't completely stupid. He squinted through the fog to try and see what was happening; he couldn't see his ghost pokemon, and only assumed he went invisible like he usually did. Then again, he heard the faint chuckle of the Pokemon by his head, and shifted out from his hiding place. Wouldn't do much good if he couldn't see what they were dealing with. Plus, he wanted to try and help as much as he could; Duskull wasn't just a pokemon; he was his Pokemon, and wouldn't it be fair to help him out...?

"Duskull, be careful," Nye warned as the sounds of the pokemon faded from around him. He could only assume where the Pokemon would show up next, but he had a feeling it would be closer to the Houndour. Of course; he knew from many years that if Duskull had something in his line of sight, and he wanted it, he'd stop at no ends to get it. He rubbed his hand over his face and took another step into the alleyway, deeper into the fray and just as Duskull seemed to pop out.

From where he was standing, he could see the materialization of the red eye of his Pokemon through the haze, and heard the yip that the Houndour made. A flash of red and a mix of fur had happened, and he wasn't sure what... was going on. Duskull looked like he was on the ground, but Nye wasn't one hundred percent. Maybe it was just a ploy. "Dusk~..."

Nye could hear the dazed sound of his Pokemon from here, and the trainer huffed in irritation. "You just couldn't let it go, could you?" he muttered angrily under his breath. He looked around for what might help, and settled on some rocks just slightly bigger than pebbles. It'd do to distract the poor Houndour, but not hurt it too much. He tossed one, and missed by inches, and then threw another. He kept throwing until the Pokemon's attention dwindled to him, and while he threw the little rocks, he was yelling.

Okay, more like... loud talking. Nye didn't really like yelling at Pokemon.

"Hey, Houndour. Why don't you pay attention to me. I'm definitely much more interesting!" he was just trying to distract the Pokemon. Duskull's red eye danced from the crystal to the handler he loved to harass so much, and then up to the houndour. "Dus-Dusk~"

Duskull tried to move, and if Nye's distraction worked, would attempt to use feint attack to get out from underneath the paws of the other Pokemon. No, no; the Pokemon had already decided he'd use the attack regardless on whether or not Nye managed to distract it. He wanted to snatch up the crystal and head right back to his trainer.

NYE used rocks in an attempt to distract Houndour from Duskull!
DUSKULL is attempting to use feint attack to try and get out from underneath Houndour's paws.

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While the Duskull was obviously fixated with the strange crystal, the Houndour was not as attracted to it. Well, the hound still cared quite a fair bit about this shiny thing--- she was attacking the ghost to dissuade it from getting it, after all--- but the spectre's attraction to the trinket was more primal... and thus more desperate.

So it was that when the apparition's trainer joined the fray--- well, not completely, but still enough to do something--- with thrown stones and loud remarks, the Houndour's concentration wavered. It was hungry, and the crystal was not food; it was getting hit by every other stone that Nye was leveling at it; and the human was speaking to it with a strangely noncommittal aggressiveness, to boot. For a moment, the Houndour was puzzled and distracted, not sure if to breathe fire on the human or the Duskull.

Duskull took that chance to use dark power himself and get the crystal; however, what he had used was Feint Attack, and while it could bring him to where he wanted--- the crystal--- that did not mean he could accomplish his objective so cleanly. True, he managed to grab the odd accessory--- but the Houndour's attention was back to him in a moment, and fire greeted his skull-like face.

"Duskull---" whimpered the ghost, as he clutched his prize and nursed a developing burn. What would the Pokemon and his handler do? The Houndour had been outwitted, but he was looking for a chance to reclaim what was stolen.

Duskull is burned.

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"Really? Are you kiddin' me?"

Nye took a deep breath and allowed his shoulders to roll back. It was no use getting or feeling stressed about what was going on. He rolled his neck a little and let the few pebbles fall to the ground. "Dusk...~"

Nye's eyes traveled over his Pokemon and an eyebrow raised. A part of him figured that's what the Duskull got for being a hoarder. As far as Nye could remember, the ghost Pokemon was always attracted to things that glittered, and things that he wasn't supposed to touch. At one point, the handler had to hide his belongings because the Pokemon would try to take off with them -- generally to the other room, but not out of the house. It was an annoying personality trait, and Nye had been used to it. But, of course, now that the two of them were out in the world... well, that was a whole different story. He had seen the way his father worked with his Pokemon, and knew about how to gain their friendships, but besides what outside knowledge he saw, Nye was completely on his own. It was more or less a bit frustrating.

"Okay, Houndour," the handler started under his breath, as he breathed out. He stepped closer to the two Pokemon and dug through his bag. He didn't find anything in the first pocket, and he sighed. He could hear Duskull's whine and he rolled his eyes. That Pokemon was sometimes over dramatic. Nye gave a heavy sigh and allowed himself to take a moment to think. The two Pokemon seemed to be at a stand off, and thankfully, Duskull wasn't trying to fight back, or even give back the crystal. The Houndour was looking at the ghost with dark eyes it seemed, but Nye suddenly came to a solution.

From his angle, he could see the ribs of the dog Pokemon; the thing was probably more than hungry, and willing to get distracted by certain things. He dug through another zipped pocket of his bag that hung still a bit loose around his hips, and pulled out his Pomeg Berry. He knew it probably wasn't enough, but it'd be a good start. Maybe he could lure the Pokemon out of the alleyway and then buy it actual food. Besides the berries, Nye didn't have much to his name, either, and so it was really a last resort.

He knelt down. He saw the red eye of Duskull turn to look at him. It bounced like it was annoyed as it floated between the two hollow sockets of the semi-burned face, and the handler shook his head. Do not move he was silently telling the Duskull an order. Somehow, it was like the ghost Pokemon understood, because it didn't move. Nye held the berry out to the Houndour on the flat of his hand, and quietly hoped that it would work.

"Hey, Houndour; do you want something to eat? I have a berry here. You can have it, if you want," he offered. His voice was soft but it carried throughout the alleyway. He made himself as much of a non-threatening presence as he could, and he was truly, truly, truly hoping that the Houndour would give in to its hunger and go for the berry. He could only hope. "It's all yours, I promise. Here." He moved and placed the small food item on the ground between his legs, but just out of his own arms reach. It was one step towards trying to get the Pokemon to at least be more attentive to him, than to Duskull.

NYE used his pomeg berry in an attempt to lure Houndour towards him!

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The houndour's nose quivered, despite its raised lips. Her ears perked and she turned to see what was being offered. It wasn't meat, but it was certainly food. She hesitated. The hound clearly didn't want to turn her back on the pokemon, but that bery had her interest, and she turned just enough to get a better look -- clearly she didn't trust that a human wouldn't give her a rotten fruit. Duskull took the opportunity to swoop back, whimpering, to Neirin's side of the alley, closer to his handler and where he had someone to hide behind if another ember came his way.

Houndour turned to track his movement, and her eyes glittered. Nye could almost see the wheels turning in her mind as she made the decision. Shadowy smoke shot out from beneath her towards Duskull, slithering across the ground like snakes until they were beneath the hovering ghost instants later, and reaching up, and up, and coiling around Duskull like ropes before fading away. She wasn't coming closer without some insurance, despite her confidence in her type advantages -- Destiny Bond would ensure that if the human hurt her badly, his own pokemon would hurt too. Duskull hadn't finished flinching before she was moving forward, keeping low and fast.

The moment she had the berry in her jaws, however, she tossed it back and out of the human's lunging reach, and changed directions and momentum. Duskull's red eye widened behind his bony mask as he realised that the dog was coming for him. He had time for an angry howl before the dog hit him, snatched his ghostium z, and was back by the berry. Duskull drifted down in a slow spiral -- the darkness and trickery of that attack had hit him hard, and having lost his prize it was clear he was more than a little upset.

The houndour, however, dropped the crystal beside the berry and crouched down onto her belly, tongue lolling in amusement that the Duskull and human had fallen for the trick, and gnawed at the tough skin to get to the fruit beneath. She was smart -- but a pokemon who was busy eating was a much better target for a pokeball than one on her guard. The hound seemed to have decided that they weren't so much a threat to her, for better or worse.


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- came rushing in for the berry
- used Thief on Duskull
- out of arm's reach or lunging range now, chewing on the berry with the crystal beside her
- Clever, but less cautious now. Appears confident.

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- Burned
- Hit by thief -- very upset at having lost his crystal
- Hurting.

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"Dus-DUSK!"

Before Nye could react to anything that just happened, his Pokemon was next to him, annoyed. Well, not necessarily annoyed, but definitely upset. The handler had watched everything unfold, from the way the Houndour had stolen the berry without much fuss, and then also attacked his Pokemon. The ghost had floated itself down to the floor and was fading in and out. "Dus-dusk...." it whined, again, as if trying to tell Nye what it wanted. The Handler couldn't help but roll his eyes. Okay, he needed to take a step back.

He had to rethink about what the situation just was. He was amazed that the Houndour was so quick on its feet, but the Duskull wasn't in any mood to fight. Not really, from the way he literally just laid by Nye's feet giving him whining sounds. The Houndour had settled itself farther away, but wasn't interested in the crystal. Nye pondered for a moment. He wondered if the Houndour was more playful and eager to eat verse eager to fight. Of course, Nye figured it was only attacking before because it was defensive. Duskull did have a habit of... well, invading other people's (and pokemon's) spaces. He shook his head.

"Okay, okay, Duskull. Stop whining," the Handler shushed the Pokemon. Nye was seriously debating what he wanted to do, and how to go about it. There were plenty of options; he could, in all honesty, move towards the Pokemon and attempt to snag the crystal or... or... he didn't know. Or what? He rubbed his hand through his hair, making it stick up in awkward places, and let his shoulders roll forwards. He needed to think, to focus.

"Dus-Dusk..."

Nye shook his head at the Pokemon and fumbled through his pack. He pulled out a Pokeball. Maybe since the Pokemon was so distracted now, he could easily catch it, and try to negate its agitation at the hoarding of the crystal. Nye didn't know why his Pokemon wanted it so much, but man, did he know how Duskull worked, and knew that the Pokemon wasn't going to stop until it got what it wanted. He glanced at the Duskull who laid with its one big, red eye staring up into the sky, and then back at the Houndour who seemed rather distracted with trying to get the skin off the berry.

"Okay, let's try this," the handler murmured to himself. He let the Pokeball expand in his hand and instead of throwing it, with the possibility of scaring or startling the Houndour, he let the ball roll with a good little scoop action. Well, a toss. It rolled towards the Houndour, and Nye just hoped it was enough to hit the Pokemon and capture it. Or... at least distract it enough. With the rolling of the ball, even Duskull's eye traveled from starting into space to looking at the Houndour -- its entire personality seemed eager and somewhat hopeful to collecting its crystal back.

Now all Nye had to do was hope that it didn't start a fight between his Pokemon and the Houndour. He didn't know what else to offer besides retreating Duskull into its Pokeball.

He could feel the ghost Pokemon almost "picking" himself up from the ground, and while he straightened himself up, the ghost stayed low to the gravel to, well, shrink back down should the attempt fail. Clearly, Duskull wasn't going to put himself in the line of fire; he wanted Nye to get the crystal for him, and to make it a point, the Pokemon huffed an eager, almost inflated, "Dus-Dus-Dusk~"

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The houndour, distracted by her reclaimed shiny crystal, failed to notice the subtle toss of the poke ball - or if she noticed, she simply didn’t care. The human was nice and had given her a berry, and perhaps that was better than living on the streets. Whatever her rationale, she was soon encapsulated by the poke ball, which rocked once, then twice, then stayed still. Nye had officially captured his first pokemon, even if it was one that his duskull didn’t seem particularly thrilled about.

As soon as the houndour was captured, said duskull would look around briefly before darting forward towards the crystal again, hugging it close to him. He would pick it up and bring it back to Nye, but he didn’t let go of it - now that he had won his prize, he was feeling confident and not willing to give his handler what he was holding onto. Nye could take a look, of course, and if he did, he would notice that the crystal was purple and had a swirling pattern on it, an amorphous shape he would not recognize. It looked like one of the new crystals, the ones the mages had introduced to the region so recently in the aftermath of the Great Schism. Judging by his duskull’s reaction, he may be able to figure out that it was the crystal that enhanced the power of ghost-type attacks - but what was the houndour doing with it?

If he checked his pokecard and looked up information about his new capture, he might get an answer from there, but even if he did so, he would have no way of knowing where the houndour got the item from. Whether she had stolen it from someone else or simply found it lying by the wayside, he would have no way to know, not unless he found a psychic or some other way to communicate with her.

In the aftermath of the minor battle, duskull was still Burned, but he was still able to move with relative ease. Nye might want to seek a healer, or perhaps a General Store to buy some burn-healing supplies of his own, but it didn’t seem like the duskull was giving up quite yet. And once the ghost was feeling better, he would doubtless want to go on an adventure with Nye, even if the houndour had to come along too.

Nye had several options for finding something to do. There was a job board in the center of the city, filled with pieces of parchment and pidgey-skin notes looking for a handler’s help. He could try that, but he could also look for a caravan if he wanted to travel out of the city, or simply wander the streets and see if he saw anyone who looked like they needed help or any interesting stores or pokemon. Now that he had faced his first challenge and won, the world was his oyster, and it only remained to see what he would do with his newfound opportunity.

Nye has obtained a Ghostium Z!

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Health & Condition: Fine
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Early Bird: Sleep conditions lasts for half as long, rounding down. For example, half of three turns is 1.5, which rounds down to one turn. When the number of turns to sleep is one, half of this rounded down is zero, and the Pokémon wakes up instantly.
Unnerve: The opponent Pokémon will never use their held Berry while the Pokémon is in battle. Opponents in S.O.S. Battles are more likely to call for help.
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Leer, Ember, Howl, Reversal [Egg], Destiny Bond [Egg], Taunt, Torment, Thief, Embargo, Payback, Snarl, Dark Pulse
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Nye's eyes narrowed as he watched the Pokeball roll casually towards the Houndour. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he waited to see what was going to happen. Hopefully, the Pokemon would be far too distracted with the berry and would let the Pokeball snatch it up, but he couldn't be too sure. He could never be too sure. The anticipation of everything - of the possibility of catching his first Pokemon - was definitely too much. He wanted to squeeze his eyes shut and hope for the best, but if things turned bad and Duskull was put through his paces again... well, Nye didn't want that. He didn't necessarily like fighting. He was definitely more of a peaceful person than someone who openly caused chaos.

Thankfully, the Pokeball rolled right to Houndour, and the ball sucked it up. The ball shook once... twice... then stayed frozen. The Houndour didn't try to fight its way out. Thankful, Nye gave a deep sigh which made his shoulders rise and then fall, and he watched as the Duskull moved forwards towards the crystal that was left behind. Nye stepped more into the alley and picked up the Pokeball. He let the pad of his thumb trace over the smooth surface and he couldn't help the bright smile that crossed his features. He had done it. He had caught his first Pokemon. He had somehow managed to not be a complete failure.

A brief thought ran through his head; his father would be absolutely proud of him. He wasn't that far from home, but even so, Nye knew that things were going to be okay. He had been apprehensive before, but now? Now he was fine. He was going to make it out alright.

"Dus-Dusk~"

Nye's attention went back to the Pokemon who spun happily around as he held the crystal. While the trainer wanted to take it away, he knew that the Duskull would be happier keeping it held, so didn't bother to try and take it away. The two of them moved out of the alleyway as Nye tucked the Houndour's Pokeball away. He'd need to figure out something to do, and how to go about it. "Okay, buddy," Nye's eyes traveled over to Duskull who faded in and out with delight over his win of the crystal, "Let's go get you something to fix that burn, and then we can go look at the job board."

He figured getting a few items wasn't a bad idea, either. He knew the city well enough that he could hit the general store and then the job board on his way out. Duskull followed happily as he moved. Nye headed straight for the store, and once there, debated what he wanted to get. He knew a burn heal was definitely something that he wanted, but picking up a few potions were definitely a good idea. He weighed his options for a long moment before he smiled at the clerk, "Hey. Do you think I could get two burn heals, and a potion, please?" he asked as he reached for his pouch of coins. He didn't mind it being a little pricey, but he would rather have things like that - better safe than sorry.

Nye is buying 2 burn heals + 1 potion
-- also on an ooc note i hope i did that right; i wasn't too sure what to do but i can always add more? he's going to head towards the job board next (which is his plan anyways) on his way to see if anything interesting needs to be done before he heads out of the city

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Nye would find his path to the store unhindered, and the shopkeeper would greet him with a friendly “Welcome, how are you today?” before selling him two Burn Heals and a single Potion. She would not linger and make conversation unless Nye made an attempt, and once he left the store, she and her aipom would return to stocking the shelves and humming a cheery tune together.

Nothing would hinder his path to the job board, either, unless he counted a zubat that was out during the day for some reason, flitting about nervously as it seemed to look for something. A purrloin eyed the bat, seemingly determined to follow it for some reason, whether for food or something else. He might also spy a scatterbug scuttling about, not doing much of anything but enjoying its time in the sun. Other pokemon might be around as well, if he chose to look, but for now these three would be the most easily visible.

The availability of wild pokemon would thin by the time he reached the job board, and made his way through the cluster of people to find any opportunities that appealed to him. This might be more difficult than usual thanks to a young woman with a growlithe who stood between several people and the board, not moving even as some of them complained and tried to get her to step aside.

“I have to find Joli’s partner,” the girl repeated, trying to keep her place even as a man tried to elbow her out of the way. “I’m - just - trying - to - get - help - for - my - pokemon!” she grunted as the flow of people began to take its toll. The growlithe was obviously well-trained, and did not attack, although it gave a low growl at the man who elbowed its handler.

Once she was out of the way, Nye would be able to get a clearer view of the job board - although he could interact with the girl instead, if he so chose. On the wooden board, a myriad of opportunities were posted, and although many were for more experienced handlers, several would stick out as being good fits for Nye’s pokemon and experience.

The first was written on pidgey-skin, a common enough writing surface, albeit one used more often by poorer people. The handwriting was jerky, but Nye would be able to make out the following message:

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My house has become haunted by several ghosts after my pokemon’s death. Help me get rid of them. Psychic or dark pokemon required.


A few postings down, Nye would see another posting, this time on a slightly fancier parchment, and written in a neater hand:

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My son needs help learning how to corral his ornery pokemon. Anyone with experience should come to the Roasted Tepig on the west side of town. Reward upon request.


Although it didn’t have a particularly pleasant name, Nye might remember a wooden sign with an embossed tepig on it, painted in bright orange, that could lead him in the direction of this inn if he chose to follow this opportunity.

Finally, he would see another pidgey-skin with very neat handwriting, almost looking like it had been printed by the newly invented printing press:

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My poochyena has become despondent in the past few days and unwilling to battle or interact with others. An easy battling partner or a companion pokemon would be good for him. Meet me in the Swanna’s Wings to discuss options and payment.


Nye might recognize the Swanna’s Wings as a slightly more reputable tavern, although it too was not meant for the highest classes of people.

He had several options here, or he could look for more outside the city on Route 3. What would he choose to do next?

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After purchasing his items and stepping back out into the street, Nye would use one of the burn heals on Duskull. The last thing he wanted was to start his adventure with a Pokemon that was afflicted with a burn. He didn't want his Duskull, who still happily carried around the gem it had won from the Houndour, to suffer. Once that was taken care of, he tucked away the other items back in the appropriate belt pockets and headed off. The Duskull happily floated behind Nye's head, fading in and out before completely disappearing as the crowds started to come. Despite being invisible to the world around them, the Duskull hung close to Nye's head, and in his right ear could hear a happy "Dus-Dus-Dusk~" coming from him. The handler had to admit, it was definitely a bit more than just reassuring.

The walk was peaceful, and despite how many times he had to stop for Duskull to stare and spin and then continue on, it was rather enjoyable, as well. The sunshine was well wanted, and if he strained his ears, he could hear the soft lapping of the water at the edge of town. He slipped his hands into a comfortable resting spot between pants and belt. It was a comfortable position that his father used to stand in, too, and it was no surprise that now that he was on his way, Nye had mimicked it. Duskull twirled around his head. He could feel the cold strains of the Ghost Pokemon happily twirling. He was definitely a happy camper with that gem in his hand, and who was Nye to deny him his happiness?

By the time they got to the job board, Nye was rather surprised at how packed it was. There were quite a few people there, and he held back until several seemed to clear up. Before he could step through, though, and read the few posted jobs, the girl who was causing a fuss seemed to catch his attention. No, wait; she did catch his attention. His eyebrows furrowed and he looked between the job board to the almost disheartened girl who definitely seemed like she needed help. Ever the boy to help anyone, he found himself gravitating towards her and the Growlithe.

"Who is Joli?" Nye questioned as he approached. He was trying to start up the conversation, tried to get this going a bit, "I don't know if I'd be able to help out a lot, but I'd definitely try. Tell me what's going on?" he quipped a bit. He rubbed the back of his neck before he glanced over at the job board. It seemed like more people were pushing inwards, trying to get jobs or put up jobs. He could see why the girl seemed to be annoyed. "I'm Nye. I'm here to help if you want it - otherwise I'll go get a job from the board," he added thoughtfully.

A part of him really hoped that she would say she needed his help. He wanted to help.

The Duskull reappeared behind him, and lowered itself down to look at the Growlithe. It didn't bother to do much besides hover by Nye's knees, interested in looking but definitely not in the mood to deal with another fire type Pokemon. Instead, it just faded back with a warm, almost taunting, "Dus-Dus-Dusk~."

NYE - used burn heal on Duskull; chose to help the girl with the Growlithe instead of taking one of the three jobs!

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Nye's peaceful walk would soon come to an end as he approached the job board. Many of the people there were rough and tumble sorts of guys, ready to do almost any job for a few shreds of gold. The girl was certainly an outlier, easily pushed aside by the others as she tried to scan the board - though why she was there was an enigma in itself. Panting and slightly distraught, she ended up hovering right behind Nye as she tried to look at the board once more. She started when Nye spoke to her, clearly not expecting to attract any attention to her small self.

"Me?" she questioned first, unsure of who his words were directed to. She seemed startled at the name, having assumed that no one would listen to her nonsensical words, and flushed slightly. "No one...sorry to bother you," she'd mutter, seemingly ready to walk away as she turned her back towards him before pausing. Reluctantly, the girl spun back around to face Nye. "Well...I suppose I could use some help," she'd admit with a frown. Though she'd prefer to remain stubborn and do this herself, she had no way to do so.

"Joli is my Growlithe," the girl explained, gesturing towards the Fire-type at her feet. The canine was currently looking inquisitively at the Duskull. She hadn't marked either the human nor Ghost-type as a threat and was quite happy to just sit there and watch. Letting the two Pokemon interact (or just sit and look at each other awkwardly), Nye turned his attention back to the girl, who continued to speak. "Anyways, Joli is...well, friends with another Growlithe. In fact, they recently had an egg, but now I think it's hatching and I don't know what to do," she continued, her voice rising in distress as she continued to speak.

She would take a deep breath, recollecting herself. "I don't know how to raise a baby Pokemon or help it hatch or anything, and Joli's partner has been missing the last week. I...can you help?" she pleaded. The other trainer clearly had a Pokemon himself, and perhaps he would be a little more experienced in this area than she herself was - which wasn't saying much. If Nye found himself in over his head, he could still back out and find a more suitable job instead. The girl would certainly understand, and he could let her down gently.

Otherwise, she would lead him around a few corners into a dark alley, where an egg was beginning to crack. Not five minutes later, a little Growlithe poked its head out peering up curiously at the two trainers and its mother.


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Nye's eyebrows couldn't help but furrow a bit as the girl whom he approached almost acted dismissive towards him. If he hadn't been interested in helping, he would've been just like all the other men and some women who were at the job board. He wanted to say something which could've bordered on rude, but Nye was far too friendly to do something like that. He pushed away the ill-fated feelings and simply let a smile cross his face, "If it was a bother, I wouldn't have offered to help," he pointed out simply. Sometimes, it was really a good thing to have a friendly disposition. He didn't think the worst of people, and sure, his heart was on his sleeve, but that didn't mean he couldn't at least offer.

He watched as she turned and almost started to walk away before she decided to face him again and tell him her problems. His eyes danced to the Growlithe and he nodded in understanding at her situation, "I don't have much experience with eggs hatching, but I'm sure we can figure it out together," he offered. He racked his brain for a moment as he tried to think of how many eggs he watched hatch. His father had an egg once, and when it hatched he was so enamored, but… he must've been seven or eight when that happened. It was definitely quite a while ago. Duskull floated around his legs happily, and he could feel the cool wisps of his Ghost Pokemon's trail. It sent goose bumps up his spine.

"I mean – I'm okay with attempting to help, if you want some," Nye added once his eyes returned to the girl. Once it seemed like they were in agreement, Nye quietly followed her through the streets of Marchton City and around several corners before they ended up in a dark alleyway. His brows furrowed again. He wanted to ask why she had left the egg in such a dirty place, but he didn't bother. It was irrelevant, and he understood that everyone had different motives. Moving along, he stepped towards the egg and crouched down. He watched as the lines formed along the shell and blinked at the little Pokemon as it came out.

"Congratulations, Joli," Nye grinned towards the Growlithe, "You've just became a parent." He was being a little cheeky, but even so, he let his eyes wander from parent to child. He looked over at the girl before he nudged his chin towards the baby Pokemon, "If you don't want to, I'll do it – but probably getting it out of the shell is the best suggestion?" he added, trying to just piece it together. His father had done it, so why would it be any different for the baby Growlithe? Duskull hovered over Nye's shoulder, his red eye bouncing in curious mischief at the new Pokemon, but before Nye could say anything, he simply faded.

"Dus-Dus-Dusk~"

Nye rolled his eyes at Duskull's laugh, and looked over at the girl and her Pokemon, "Do you know where Joli's partner was last? Maybe we can take the baby Growlithe and Joli and try to find him? Maybe Pokemon get nervous about parenthood just like people do. I doubt he's gone far?" Nye suggested. He really didn't know the story, but he'd at least try to help. If this girl could feel a little less afraid and nervous about taking care of a baby Pokemon and especially with Joli and the other Growlithe, then Nye would feel successful. It was just a baby step.

"Or uh –" he faltered, attempting to figure out what else to add, "Maybe… we can make sure the baby Growlithe is okay before we do that? That's probably a smarter idea."

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“Good point,” the girl mumbled, realizing that Nye really was there to help. She began to explain what was going on, but her eyes kept darting back at her growlithe. The pokemon looked antsy, pawing at the ground and getting too startled by people walking by.

This was soon explained by the presence of an egg - and soon an egg no longer, but a smaller growlithe struggling to crack its egg. The egg would wobble for several moments, giving Nye or the girl only a small amount of time to assist before a small flame would create a spiderweb of cracks, only to then reveal a baby growlithe that would be so astonished by its own move that it would flop over onto its face, whether on the ground or in the hands of a helper.

Even if Nye or the girl were unsure, Joli would step in, trying to figure out what she could do to help her young one. The baby, in turn, would lift its head, looking into its mother’s eyes before snuggling up to her. The mother growlithe would pick up her baby by the scruff of its neck and bring it over to her, guarding her newborn.

“It’s a boy,” the girl announced, holding up a pokecard at the new baby. If asked why she did this, she would blush and mumble that she “didn’t wanna bother him” before she dug through a nearby backpack, pulling out a piece of cloth with a starburst pattern. “This was Edgar’s blanket from when he was a baby. I thought it would be good to wrap the new pup in something warm,” she said, but until Joli was done nuzzling the new baby, she was too timid to reach over and try to dry the growlithe from its egg-fluids.

“Edgar’s my growlithe - my other growlithe, I should say, but he was my first. He’s Joli’s partner and the new baby’s father,” she said as she gently rubbed at the growlithe’s fur, trying to keep the little one warm. She kept looking over at Nye as she did this, seeking some kind of verification that she was doing the right thing. “I’ve had him since he was… well, a little older than this, like an adolescent.”

At the mention of Edgar, Joli looked up at her handler with concern, headbutting her as she sat on the ground. Clearly the mother growlithe was concerned, even after her egg had hatched and appeared to be healthy.

“It’s not like Edgar to go wandering,” the girl added, settling the baby growlithe in her lap and reaching over to pat Joli’s head in reassurance. “He’s been nervous too - I assume you saw the way Joli reacted when someone tried to get close to me back there; they’ve both been on edge since the egg was starting to get warmer. He barely wandered out from beyond this alley, but I haven’t seen him in nearly a week, and that’s only made Joli even more nervous.”

The scene of the mother growlithe and her newborn was enough to stir the heartstrings, but there was the problem of Edgar’s disappearance looming over the duo. Nye’s suggestions would remind the girl that her job was not yet done. “The day before he left, he seemed even more agitated than usual. I noticed him wandering a little to the east when I was going to sleep, but then I didn’t see him at all the next morning, and when I looked down to the end of the alley here, he was missing. I couldn’t go too far with the egg still an egg, but now that it’s hatched, we could try to find a way to protect the baby and go looking for Edgar… I mean, if you’ve got time,” she mumbled.

“I’m Eliza, by the way,” the girl would say. She had already trusted Nye with everything else, so by now her name was an afterthought. “What’s yours? And do you think I should do anything else for the baby?” Eliza was clearly concerned with helping the baby, but what could be done for the father? Did Nye have any ideas of where to look or what to do?

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