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 Posted: Jul 12 2017, 09:30 AM
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The skinny woman’s hair was wild as she peered idly at Emilia, as if gauging whether or not she could scam the girl. She looked… soft. Unsure; like she’d never dealt with people. What kind of handler didn’t bring out their Pokemon in the world, anyways? The woman eyed Emilia before waving the question off, “Keep your money. You can choose a Pokemon for free. I’ll even throw in one of these stupid eggs for you,” the woman huffed as she pulled out a bag of eggs. Some of them were slightly cracked, and most of them were dented. She dug through the bag and pulled out one egg that wasn’t even remotely ruined, and set it on the small stall in front of the farmer. At least that’d be one less egg she’d have to care about.

“But there’s a catch. You gotta do something for me,” the woman warned. Her bright eyes studied Emilia curiously before she leaned forwards and unlocked the latch to the chosen Pokemon – an Eevee who’s ears were down and looked bright eyed and nervously at the new handler who could easily take her out. “I have a… ah, how do you say it, a partner just south of Harper’s Pass. He’s been a bit of an annoying Wimpod on my business lately. Maybe you could take care of him?”

Before Emilia could reply with a yes or no, the poacher lady would continue on her ramble,[slen] “You see, if you don’t agree, you’ll have to pay me for the egg and the Eevee. They’re not particularly rare, you know, but they’re in demand because of how they evolve,”[/slen] the woman rambled, making big, dramatic gestures with her hands, “The man down south is named Henry. He’s a big brute, but you wouldn’t expect that of him. He’s got a… a… what is it. Some sort of rock Pokemon, I guess. He rarely uses it. But anyways, he’s got something of mine, and I want it back. It’s a little gem that he’s been holding for me, but uh – let’s just say, I’m tired of his stupid face.”

The woman rose an eyebrow and ran her fingers through her wild, matted hair before looking at Emilia, “I’ll give you ten or fifteen minutes to decide. Don’t wander off too far, because I’ll find you… and I’ll get my money,” the woman warned. Perhaps it would be in Emilia’s best interest to make sure she didn’t stray too far right away.

This down time would be a good point for Emilia to acquaint herself with her new Pokemon, if she so desired. Besides the woman and her crated Pokemon, there were other Pokemon wandering around the small area as well. Since Emilia had time before she answered the woman, or if she already answered the woman and wanted to try and get some experience in before starting her journey, she could go for any of the variations around the area:

http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/x_and_y/Fletchling.png http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/e335251.gif - sitting on the ground and enjoying the small rays of sunshine
http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/353shuppet.png http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/e335252.gif - in the shadows, making the minun startled
http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/312minun.png http://files.jcink.net/uploads/harperregion/sprites/e335251.gif - trying to avoid the shuppet; startled


Of course, there was always the option of making a decision to the woman. If that was the case, the straggly woman would give a half-bright grin at Emilia, and would move around the back of the poaching stall, as if searching for something. After maybe three minutes of this, the woman would come around towards Emilia. She would be carrying a small, rolled up piece of pidgey-skin which would have weird marks on it: a map. It wasn’t the greatest, but it had the general route from where they were to where this mysterious Henry would be.

The woman would, of course, hand Emilia the map, and then inform her that while south of Harper’s Pass, Henry would be trying to secure more Pokemon – and that he’d probably have a group of rogues with him – if not, they’d be patrolling the alleys of Harper’s Pass to try and stop anyone from getting to the other Poacher. The woman, once Emilia had all of her things, would give her a grin and a cheeky, “Thanks,” for her effort.

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{Thank you for the great start! Egg count: 1}

Emilia blinked with surprise at the woman’s offer. At the mention of a free Pokemon and egg, she immediately grinned, as though pushing aside any premonitions about how the woman clearly didn’t have any intention to treat the pokemon she had captured very well. Emilia took the egg into her arms and beamed up at the messy-haired poacher. “Oh, wow, thank you so much!”

She paused cautiously as the woman continued and explained her true intention. As the woman continued to talk, Emilia gently put the egg inside her bag and reached out to the Eevee to allow her to sniff her hand. She didn’t want to startle the poor thing. Emilia listened while the poacher told her about her supposed ‘partner’, and tentatively scratched under the Eevee’s chin. She responded with a pleased “Vee!”, and Emilia smiled and gently picked up the young Pokemon.

Perhaps if Emilia had been a bit more self-preserving, she would have immediately refused and just given the woman her gold. However, after a moment, she nodded and stood back up, still cradling her new Pokemon in her arms. “Alright. I’ll go think on it for a few minutes and come back. I… I won’t go far, I promise.” Although the woman wasn’t intimidating in appearance, she could tell that she wasn’t making a light threat when she swore she would take Emilia’s gold if she double-crossed her.

Besides, maybe this woman really was in deep need of help.

Emilia turned away with one more nervous glance over her shoulder at the woman. She looked around the marketplace, trying to familiarize herself with the surroundings and figure out what to do next. Maybe I could do some more shopping, she thought. She quickly decided against it - after all, she hadn’t made her mind about the poacher’s task, and if she refused, she might have to spend all of her gold to keep the egg and the Eevee. Emilia looked down at the Eevee in the arms, who peered up at her curiously, though without fear. Emilia certainly didn’t expect her to be wholly comfortable with her in her first moments out of that awful cage, but the Eevee seemed to understand that she wanted to help, and was content to be held.

I can’t give up this Eevee now, she thought. She needs me.

But Emilia still had plenty of time to spare before she needed to see the poacher again. After a little more milling about, she noticed a pair of Pokemon in the shadows of the marketplace, not too far from her. A Shuppet and a Minun were near each other, and it was clear from where she was standing that the Minun was trembling with discomfort at the eerie ghost type. She had seen plenty of Minun before, as they had loved to get into the warm barn on her parents’ farm, but she was intrigued by the appearance of the ghost type. From where she observed the pair, she couldn’t tell if the Shuppet was harassing the little rodent Pokemon, or if the Minun was simply afraid of being in the same space as the ghost-type.

Either Pokemon could make a good addition to her team - or could be a good opportunity to see what her Eevee was made of, if approaching them turned badly. Emilia decided to walk closer to the shadowy space to better assess just what was going on, and hopefully get a better look at the two Pokemon. She would be careful not to stay long, as she knew she needed to return to the woman.

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As Emilia went off to explore the small area around the poacher stall, the straggly haired woman watched curiously. She had no doubt that the soft-looking girl would be back to pay off a debt, or at least offer the services, so she wasn’t all that worried. Instead, the woman settled herself on a three-legged stool behind the stall and chattered idly towards the still caged Pokemon. It was a good past time, at least.

The two Pokemon that Emilia were interested in – the Shuppet and the Minun – were definitely an interesting pair. There were sparks of electricity coming from the little blue and white minuses on its cheeks. The Pokemon looked definitely in distress. Her eyes danced around the shadows, catching the fading remains of the ghost type but never able to see where it pops up.

“Shuuuuuuppet~”

If Emilia was close enough, perhaps shivers would run down her spine at the sound the ghost Pokemon made. It was clear the male Pokemon wasn’t out for revenge, or even doing it out of meanness, but with every type of Ghost, it was definitely out for the sport of it. In reality, if Emilia watched long enough, she’d be able to see the flashes of the purple floating Pokemon appearing just feet from the Minun, dance in an excited circle, and then disappear to repeat their train of startling. It didn’t seem the Minun was going to have much of a chance…

Emilia could do any of the following; perhaps she could intervene in some way – she could have Eevee jump in and try to help the Minun, but by doing that, there was no guarantee that there wouldn’t be a battle. She could approach with caution, making herself known to both Pokemon, and avoid a big confrontation all together, although there would be a chance either Pokemon would run away… but then, there’s a chance that they’d both stay. Maybe Emilia could, if she was clever enough, lure them out with food, or talk to them to see if they’d be more friendly to each other.

Regardless of whether Emilia approached or her Eevee approached, the outcome would be similar – the Minun, sensing the newcomer into the small alleyway, would yip an excited (or maybe it was a desperate), “Min!” and would scurry over to either, in an attempt to be rid of the Shuppet. The ghost, though, would only turn his attention to tormenting Emilia herself (by, of course, appearing out of thin air either behind her or in front of her), or would flutter around the newly released Eevee to see how easy she startles.

Even so, the suggestion of even picking up the Minun would be a bad idea – the little Electric Rat would think of it as an attack, and little bolts of static electricity would shoot from her cheeks and shock whatever was coming towards her.


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{OOC: Egg count: 2. Also, is it allowed to write in a character as owning food items so long as they aren't things like berries? It's not in this post yet, just in case, but it feels like a route Emilia would prefer to take over fighting!}

As Emilia grew closer to the two Pokemon, she saw anxious sparks bursting every now and then from the Minun’s cheeks as the Shuppet danced and vanished around it. She studied their interaction for a few long moments. In Emilia's mind, the ghost looked almost playful in the way that it kept teasing the rodent. Of course, she could be entirely wrong, and regardless of the Shuppet’s intentions, it was clear to her that the Minun was deeply frightened.

Eevee tensed in her arms as she noticed the ghost type flicker in and out of vision. Emilia considered starting a battle, but the more she thought on it, the worse of an idea it sounded. If she chose to fight off the Shuppet, there wouldn’t be much either Pokemon would be able to do to the other. She had a very vague understanding of ghost-types, but knew that normal moves and ghost type moves were completely ineffective against the other type of Pokemom. Most likely, the Shuppet would just end up completely frightening Eevee, even if he didn't hurt her. Emilia didn't know her own Pokemon's limits yet, so it felt all too reckless to immediately put it into a battle it had little chance of winning.

Emilia herself wasn’t afraid of the Shuppet - rather, she was actually terribly curious to learn more about it - but even she couldn’t resist the involuntary shiver that went down her back at the small Pokemon’s eerie call that it let out as it continued to move around the Minun.

Eventually, Emilia decided to move closer, while still holding onto Eevee. Perhaps the sight of the Pokemon would keep either from outright attacking her, so long as Eevee could keep her nerve enough to not squirm free and lash out. As long as neither her nor Eevee appeared to be a direct threat, Emilia might be able to avoid a fight.

She thought back to the many Pokemon she had learned to calm on the farm. Emilia had certainly never dealt with a ghost type getting a kick out of frightening another Pokemon, but she had, a couple of times, de-escalated uncomfortable situations between two Pokemon that had been acting aggressively towards each other. After all, Tauros weren’t known for their cool tempers. But neither Pokemon here was a raging bull... and they could react in an entirely different way than what she anticipated.

Still, Emilia stuck to what she knew. She crouched down in the slightest to try to look less intimidating as she moved closer to the two small Pokemon. Though her Eevee was still tense in her arms, she remained still, seeming to prefer the safety of Emilia’s grip to trying to attack the frightening Pokemon. (Or the one that, while potentially appetizing, would surely electrocute her instantly.)

“Hello there,” she said softly, voice almost a coo. “What’s going on here, you two?” Emilia hoped that the Pokemon wouldn’t react badly to her intrusion. Frankly, she was more worried about what the Minun could do than what the Shuppet might - an anxious, cornered Pokemon was always more dangerous than a seemingly playful one.

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The minun was the first to notice Emilia's approach. She scurried toward the handler in a panic, squeaking in fright. Fur stuck up all down her spine, sparking with electricity. She rounded Emilia and hid behind the young woman's back, trembling. Clearly this minun was not used to ghost type pokemon and didn't find this fun at all. She would remain behind Emilia as much as possible, to keep anything between her and the shuppet. The minun looked quite young as well, if not fresh hatched than not much older. She twisted her head every which way as if the shuppet would appear out of nowhere to terrify her again, chasing her further from the alleyway.

Rather than startle by her intrusion, the shuppet paused. Flickering half in and out of sight, it stared at the human with big, glowing eyes. The shade of the alley walls, its form was harder to spot in the darkness. Immobile, it nearly vanished but for its bright eyes. They narrowed discernibly when the minun took off out of its reach and cowered behind the human. For a long moment it stared at Emilia--and then suddenly it vanished out of sight. Emilia could look up and down, all around her, search every corner of the alleyway yet find no trace at all, as if the shuppet had never been. However long she might look for the pokemon - if at all - she wouldn't find it.

But the very second she turned to glance at the minun hovering behind her, the shuppet would flicker into being two inches from her face, its bright glowing eyes meeting hers, a wicked smile on its face. It would cackle raucously, echoing all around her much louder than a small creature had any right to make. "Shhhhhhhhhh," it would hiss into her ear, then vanish out of sight. Apparently the shuppet found something more interesting to torment than the sparking mouse at her feet. It would begin its dance again, hovering around her head in dizzying circles. With the skill of a trickster, it would flash in and out suddenly, as if there were two or three shuppets spinning around her rather than just one.

One would yell in her face, a haunting cry meant to linger in the air. Then one would catch strands of her hair and pull, just enough to surprise her but not hard enough to hurt. To someone with minimal experience in ghost types, it would be hard to believe only one shuppet haunted Emilia and not multiple ghosts. As it spun around in its dance, it suddenly dipped low to give the poor eevee in her arms a scary face. Whether it was to test how easily startled the eevee might be compared to the minun or if the shuppet simply thought it would be fun to try, its intent was clear. To scare the heebie jeebies out of an unsuspecting handler and her pokemon.

Emilia could run away from it immediately. The shuppet would remain in the shadows, making eerie hissing sounds in her wake. She could escape its clutches as soon as she hit the sunlight - though there was no guarantee she could find it again if she went back. The minun might also follow her--but it might also take off in the opposite direction to get away, never to be seen again. Of course, there was a way Emilia might try to get the shuppet's attention without fighting or fleeing. If she could calm the devious ghost type, she might find a chance at a new pokemon. So long as she remained calm and the shuppet left the minun alone, it too would remain by her side, finding comfort in the human who distracted the ghost type.

Then again, more involvement with the ghost type would risk it attacking her or her eevee. Would she put her pokemon handling skills to the test and try to tame this devious little ghost type or would she cut her losses with it and try to protect the minun? Whatever choice she made, she was running out of time to make her decision on the woman's offer. The woman in question watched the young handler interact in the alleyway, a mysterious smile on her face.

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Emilia started a little as the Minun suddenly darted behind her. Emilia could tell that even though she was safely behind her, she was still terrified. The Pokemon was evidently young, so it was no wonder that it was so afraid, but this also probably meant that it was less of a threat to Emilia if it accidentally electrocuted her. It was a relief that the Pokemon had separated - for the moment.

She turned her attention back to the Shuppet, but as soon as she locked eyes with it, it flickered out of sight. As the Shuppet reappeared and hissed in her ear, she jumped, startled by the sudden appearance. Emilia couldn’t help the growing feeling of nervousness as the Shuppet vanished again. It flickered in and out of sight at a dizzying speed, and she was struggling to figure out of there was more than one of the ghost Pokemon.

Gah!” she exclaimed, as it yelled directly into her face and vanished again.

Sitting like this was hopeless. The Minun was being left alone, but the Shuppet seemed to be getting its entertainment out of tormenting her next. Emilia needed to think of something, and quick. Her Eevee was shaking in her arms, but she didn’t dare look down to see if it was out of fear or anger. Even though she trembled, Eevee thankfully didn’t leap out of her arms - it was almost like she was as determined as Emilia to keep her cool.

An idea finally struck Emilia. Though she hadn’t stocked up as well as she should’ve on travelling food, she had a few things still left in her pack. If she could pull something out without frightening the Minun or upsetting the Shuppet, perhaps she could calm them both down.

Emilia took a breath as she tried to calm her nerves. She knew she wasn’t truly afraid of the little ghost-type, but its behavior was still jarring. Ever so slowly, she pulled one arm away from her Eevee to reach for the pack strapped to her back. Cautiously, she slid it down her shoulder so it was within better reach. Emilia reached inside and felt around for any of her leftover food.

After a moment, she pulled out a piece of crusty bread. With a firm “Stay still,” she set Eevee down right by her feet so she could tear the bread in half. She quickly dropped one piece near the Minun, and reached the other up in the air. It felt a little silly, but she hoped that the Shuppet would realize it was an offering for him and not attack her.

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The Shuppet was having none of this. The girl had taken away his play toy, and he saw the Minum hiding behind the legs of the human. He wasn’t necessarily angry, but he wasn’t done tormenting anyone yet, either. It was why he turned towards Emilia. He flashed his way in and out of the shadows with an almost dizzyingly quick pace, and enjoyed the way she squealed when he popped out in front of her. Equally so, he fed off the fear – both from her and her little Eevee – and he sang happily. This was definitely turning out to be a good meal.

He slowed his pace as the Eevee was set down, although his dark eyes watched as she moved the bag. A little part of him wanted to faze through the bag and startle her as she tried to not distract him, but he was too lazy to do that. The Minun inched herself away from the handler – and especially the Eevee – and her ears twitched as the quiet swoosh of the Shuppet could be heard.

It was worse as Emilia dropped a piece of bread by her. The Minun visibly jumped and scurried away from the handler, a good distance away. The bread didn’t interest the ghost, either, who was already full on the emotions from the handler and two other Pokemon, and as the Minun started to dart away, he followed. Perfect opportunity to get even fuller!

So now, Emilia was there, holding the bread up, with the Shuppet yet again chasing the Minun. There was a bit of momentum this time, though; instead of being stationary as the Shuppet tormented her, the Minun was darting through the alley and into the alley that Emilia just came from: the one with the poacher lady. Before the Shuppet could even breach the entrance, the voice could be heard:

“Oh, aren’t you just a cute one. I’ll keep you and sell you for myself.”

If Emilia was quick enough, she’d be able to see the poacher she just got Eevee from collecting up a rather scared Minun. The little electric Pokemon would be too scared to try any attacks, and would simply stare upwards at the lady with her ears flat against her head. Well. This didn’t seem all that good. Emilia could try to barter with the woman, but she still hadn’t agreed to the earlier trade for the Eevee, and if she tried to barter more… well…

Let’s just say the woman didn’t exactly seem like the type to want to barter more without a good reason.

The Shuppet floated aimlessly in the shadows, unseen by Emilia, but not unheard of. If she gave him the right motivation, maybe he’d help. The woman now was putting the Minun in a cage – actually, the same cage the Eevee by Emilia’s feet was just in – and the door shut.

The options were limited. Emilia could approach the woman and try to get the Minun free. The woman would refuse, but add on extra habits, pointing out that the girl still owed money for the Eevee. She could pay – but it could be more than the pennies in Emilia’s coin purse, and it was probably best if she saved that for later. Then again, the woman will throw a hard bargain.

Of course, if Emilia agreed to the earlier deal, the Minun might be thrown into the deal for a little extra something. Maybe not much, but it wouldn’t be like Emilia would be able to bring the electric pokemon with her. She could also try to convince the Shuppet to help. With his…. Scaring abilities, maybe that’d would help. Of course, it could always backfire…

Even so, the best bet was for Emilia to approach the woman. Once she did, the lady would sneer down her nose at the young handler and preen her hair, totally ignoring anywhere Emilia’s eyes went should they go to the caged Pokemon. The little Minun would cower in the corner – first the farthest from the lady, but then become startled by Emilia and scurry to the other side. Little sparks of nerves would shoot from her, but they’d never connect with anyone. “Did you think about my ask?” the lady quipped, annoyed that she had to wait, "your time’s almost up, anyways.”


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