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The pokeball Chris tossed out barely hit the ground before popping open, and the pokemon that spilled out onto the ground didn't immediately inspire hope for the teenager's fighting tendencies. It was a Whismur, and she all but cowered on the ground under the tropical sun. Her long ears twitched, and carefully the pink pokemon turned on the spot to face her handler. Whether or not she knew who he was wasn't obvious, but she wasn't crying, so that was something. But she didn't approach him, either. Chris was going to have a challenge on his hands training her, no doubt.

With William gone, Chris was now free to go anywhere. The most obvious route was north, where he could take a rented Lapras or a ferry to the mainland, but it wasn't the only option. The rest of the island south of the city was full of pokemon, and it would give Chris ample opportunity to not only start training his new Whismur but add to his team as well. Maritime Park, while not exactly the most tourist-friendly place in the region, was bound to have its opportunities as well.

No matter which direction the boy decided to go in, the walk through Seaway was pleasant. It was early in the day, early enough to keep the sun overhead from being excruciating but not so early as to still be chilly, as these seaside cities were prone to be in spring. The houses and awnings were brilliant spots of color against a clear blue sky; Pidgey and Chatot perched along rooftops, preening and singing, while here and there a Meowth poked through a bush or lazed by someone's doorstep. If left outside of her pokeball the Whismur, unwilling to be left alone, would totter warily behind Chris, ears flicking in response to all of the strange sounds.

Should the boy go north, he would find a large bulletin board near the docks. Most of the space was covered with advertisements for shops and services, but there was a section reserved for jobs. In the center of that section was a large piece of parchment that read, in bold letters:

ATTENTION HANDLERS AND TRAVELERS!

DO YOU YEARN FOR ADVENTURE? DO YOU WANT TO EXPLORE THE WILDS AND DISCOVER ITS SECRETS? ARE YOU A FAN OF RARE, HARD-TO-FIND POKEMON?

IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THESE QUESTIONS, THEN WE HAVE JUST THE JOB FOR YOU! WE ARE LOCATED AT THE NORTHERN EDGE OF SEAWAY- GO TO THE GATE AND LOOK FOR THE MAN WITH THE SHINY PONYTA! WE WAIT FOR YOU!


Chris could completely ignore this, of course. The world was his to explore now, and there were seemingly endless possibilities laid out in front of him.

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Chris looked down at the Pokemon with surprise. He knelt down to get a better look at the shaking Pokemon. “A Whismer huh?” The normal type Pokemon started quivering in fear. ”Whis… Holding out a hand Chris tried to edge closer slowly. “It’s ok; I’m not going to hurt you.”

Whismer backed up until Chris stopped advancing, looking up at him with its little eyes. Chris stayed at that position until it calmed down, and then moved forward slowly again. He played this version of ‘Red Light, Green Light’ until he finally put his hand on the quivering Pokemon. He gently rubbed between here ears until she slowly relaxed. “Don’t worry; I’m not going to hurt you.”

Taking back his hand Chris called the Pokemon back into its Pokeball. No reason to keep her out in a crowded city. He placed the Pokeball inside his jacket and headed towards the docks. The bulletin board was in that direction the last time he and William were in town, and he wanted to see what was on it now that he was on his own.

Looking up at the board he couldn’t help but notice the big bulletin. “A call for Handlers and travelers. I wonder what that’s about.” Thinking a bit Chris tried to remember the direction the notice indicated. He traveled so often he wasn’t sure where he was supposed to go. So he tried to find someone who could point him in the right direction.

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There were many people out and about in the docks area. It wouldn't take long for Chris to find someone to ask about the job--especially considering that there were others looking at the board in question. The older man he asked laughed heartily upon hearing the question. "You thinking of taking that job, eh? Well kid, you've got a little bit of traveling ahead of you. You've got to go to the mainland to get to Cape Augustine, after all. But you're in the right place for that!" The man spread his arms wide, gesturing towards the docks in front of them. "Boats! Water pokemon for rent! With the right amount of gold, you'll be at the Cape in no time! Or, well, close enough to it. But I'm not going that way, so you've got to ask someone else if you need help finding the right transportation for you."

With that information, Christopher could decide what to do. Of course, he could simply give up on this particular job, and look elsewhere, perhaps leaving Seaway City to explore the island some more. Or, he could follow up on the man's advice, and look into a ferry or rental Lapras. If this job board at the docks was anything to go by, Seaway didn't have many jobs available--but perhaps Cape Augustine would, even if he didn't want to continue with this line of work.

People scurried about the docks for one reason or another. None of them paid any mind to Chris, who to them, was simply yet another boy with nothing particularly noteworthy about him. They were conscious enough of their surroundings not to bump into him, however.

If Chris continued to the actual docks, he would find that there currently was not a ferry available. If time estimations were correct, the next one would be arriving in an hour's time, though nothing could be guaranteed. The price was somewhat high, but taking a ferry was a safe option, one that was essentially guaranteed to reach its destination with few to no problems.

There were, however, rental Lapras available, if he wanted to brave navigating the sea route for himself. It was a relatively straight path to arrive at Cape Augustine, yes, but the route wasn't particularly well-marked. Though the rental Lapras were most certainly well-trained, it was unlikely that he would be able to simply get away with telling it to take him to Cape Augustine. Still, renting a Lapras to use was cheap compared to taking a ferry. Though timing was more convenient than the ferry, the rental pokemon was a more dangerous option. Not only could Chris easily get lost if he wasn't paying attention, but wild pokemon were far more likely to attack a lone traveler riding a pokemon than they were to attack a larger boat.

Of course, there was one other option, if traveling to Cape Augustine or staying on Seaway's island seemed like bad ideas to Chris. There were some other sailors who each were talking about traveling to some of the other islands just south of the island that Seaway City was on. They wouldn't state their purposes to a casual questioner, but if they were presented with someone genuinely interested in traveling with them, then perhaps they'd be willing to explain what they were doing--and maybe take someone along. Still, it was likely to be a far more expensive endeavor than the ferry, even. Chris would likely only want to pursue this option if he were truly interested in the sailors' expeditions.

And so, Chris found himself faced with a few options. He could travel to Cape Augustine two different ways, one that could happen sooner but was more dangerous, and another that he'd have to wait temporarily on. He could simply go south of the city and explore on his own, perhaps to find a new wild pokemon to call his own. Or maybe, just maybe, he could make one of these other sailors interested in taking him along to an "uninhabited" island. Faced with this choice, what would Chris do?

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After looking at the departure times for the ferries Chris glanced back at the job board. The job was tempting, but not enough that he would risk his safety on a rental Lapras. He already discounted the option for the ferry, as it seemed to cost too much for an unknown job. With a sigh he turned from the job board and headed back to the city.

Looking around Chris thought about the reason they ended up in this city. It wasn’t far from the city that William left him out in the middle of nowhere, but Chris couldn’t see the old man on the docks. Maybe he took a ferry earlier and had already left the island. If that was the case then there was no way he could find him again. William had a knack for disappearing when you needed him.

Sitting on a bench Chris looked at the passing people with little interest. His mind tried to piece together what he wanted to do, and how he should go about doing it. The first thing he should do is learn more about the island before he left it. Last time he barely paid attention to the city; to him it was just another town they passed through. Now he was stuck sitting on a bench feeling sorry for himself.

A silent sigh escape dhis lips as he pulled out the Pokeball containing his new Pokemon. A Whismer. How could his dad train a Whismer? How could he start with such a crybaby Pokemon? Looking at the sphere Chris tried to recall what William taught him. ”Every Pokemon has a strength, and every strength a weakness. If you know both then you can never lose.” “So every Pokemon has a strength.” Placing the Pokeball back in his coat he stood up and headed for the exit to the rest of the island. First he was going to have to train with Whismer, and then he was going to have to catch a Pokemon or two. Maybe he could catch his own Lapras.

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No one bothered Chris as he made is way out of Seaway City and into the land portion of Route 11. It was a quiet route, where the occasional small pokemon darted past. It wouldn't take too long to understand that most pokemon in the area were used to humans, even if Chris had never been here before. Some of the small pokemon seemed to stop to greet him before running back into the grass--but none of them stopped long enough for Chris to really have an opportunity to try to capture one.

Or rather, that was the case until Chris felt a spray of water against his back.

If he turned around, Chris would see a rock. But not just any rock; this rock seemed to have a pair of arms coming out of that. On the "palms" of the "hands," there were faces. Chris may or may not be able to recognize this strange pokemon, depending on how familiar he was with those that had become more prevalent since the discovery of the Pennant Isles. If Chris thought to take out his pokecard, he would learn that the pokemon in front of him was a binacle, a rock- and water-type pokemon. Based on its agressive Water Gun attack and the expressions on its faces, it would be safe to assume that this pokemon was not going to give up on its attack. Perhaps now would be a good chance for Chris to find out just how his whismur fought in combat.

Or, of course, he could run away, but he risked the binacle following him anyway.

Though the pokemon appeared relatively immobile, it still knew how to move based on its restrictions. Though it was patient for a time, waiting for Chris to make a move, it eventually lost its patience and flung itself forward, one clawed hand extended towards the oponent it had decided to take. Chris would have to defend himself against this Scratch attack.


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It wasn’t long before Chris found himself leaving the city onto Route 11. He still didn’t know why the roads were called routes, but he guessed it was to label them as places between cities and such. If he recalled this particular route led to the mainland via a deep water route. No one could ‘walk’ it, and he wasn’t confident in his swimming to attempt it. But if he could find his own Lapras….

The splash of water against his back surprised Chris. At first he wondered if it was going to rain, but a quick scan of the surroundings told him the truth. A water Pokemon, or he thought it was a Pokemon, hit him with a water attack. From the impact he guessed it was Water Gun. It was the strangest Pokemon he had seen.

Before he could pull out the Pokecard, the strange Pokemon attacked him without hesitation. Instinctually Chris jumped backwards while drawing his quarterstaff to give him more time to defend himself. He brought one end to block the Scratch, and was ready to bring the other end in a sweeping arc to knock the attacking Pokemon away.

It wasn’t until he had already started fighting that he remembered Whismur in her Pokeball. But he remembered something William taught him at an early age. ”If you want to catch a Pokemon, you should be ready to fight it yourself. Only then can you say that you earned it.”

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The binacle was by no means a pushover, and reacted quickly to Christopher's attack. With the "hand" that hadn't been moving to scratch, the pokemon gripped the staff, and flipped over it, ultimately avoiding being hit. It was clear that he was not pleased that his attack had failed. However, if Chris were the sort to notice such a thing, he might see that one of the faces seemed amused, but somewhat pleased. Was the pokemon testing him, perhaps, looking to be captured? It was hard to say much based on the limited interactions so far.

One of Binacle's hands formed into a fist, and promptly came down onto the rock-like part of his body. The rock cracked, the outer layer beginning to chip off. This Shell Smash move might make his defenses weaker, but his ability to attack with more strength and to move with more speed seemed to be a fair trade to the strange pokemon. As the hand that performed this attack uncurled from the fist, Chris could see a mischievous glint in the pokemon's eyes.

The movement was quick, the effects of Shell Smash making themselves known already. Binacle shoved his hands into the earth, and Chris could see the ground crack in places. A few moments later, the pokemon threw these separated rocks up into the sky, and they began to fall. The first few landed to create a ring around Chris. He might be able to see that they were beginning to create a wall around him, a sort of prison of sorts, but by the time he would most likely come to this realization, it was too late. Moving would guarantee that he was hurt by the attack, likely taking a worse injury than staying in there would do. It was far better to stay within.

But now the Rock Tomb had sealed, Chris would find that he couldn't knock it down on his own. If he listened outside, he could hear the binacle's two hands chattering with one another in words that he couldn't understand. It wasn't about to leave, but it wasn't interested in doing anything else--not yet, anyway. Perhaps Whismur would be able to help get Chris out of this predicament... or if he was really intent on not using his pokemon, he could hear some faded footsteps, perhaps of someone who would be willing to help him.

But waiting for another person was a gamble, if that person wasn't going to help--and for all he knew, the binacle would do something else in the meantime. But what would Whismur be able to do? Well, a little creativity could go a long way in these situations...


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To say Chris was surprised at the Pokemon's skill would be an understatement. It was highly intelligent, and obviously had a lot of experience fighting. Even William would have had a hard time pulling off a manuver like that to avoid getting hit, and he was experienced.

Because of that it was no wonder Chris couldn't react in time to avoid the attack. He watched dumbfounded as he was essentially buried alive. The last thing he saw was the satisfied grin on the Pokemon's faces.

When the rocks settled Chris let out a sigh. He lightly tapped the barrier with his staff to determine how solid it was, and then leaned against it to think. He was foolish to try and fight a Pokemon he didn't know anything about. And as a result he was trapped as easily as a child.

Pulling out the Pokecard he stared at it dumbfounded. It could tell him what he was dealing with; IF he got out to see the Pokemon again. He put it back in his bag and pulled out the Pokeball containing Whismer, and tried to run things through his head.

The Pokemon out there was not worth catching. Not because it was weak, but because it had no honor. Attacking someone from behind was cowardly, no matter how strong you are. He'd expect that from a dark type, or even a ghost type. But his opponent didn't seem to be either. Definitely a rock type, and maybe a water type too.

But just because the Pokemon was without honor, does that mean he should fight the same? He chose to fight this battle himself, so calling forth Whismer would be dishonorable. Or would it? Maybe calling on the Pokemon would be consider evening the playing field. It was so confusing.

About then Chris heard the soft crunching of footsteps outside. It might be someone who could help him, but that would be worse than calling out his own Pokemon. Looking at the Pokeball he made his decision. "Those who don't fight with honor deserve no honor."

Tossing the Pokeball Chris called forth his Pokemon. "Let's go Whismer." The nervous Pokemon appeared from the Pokeball, looking around confused at the barrier of rock. "Whismer."

Pointing to the barrier where the Pokemon was seen last Chris laid out his plan. "Use Disarming Voice to break us out of here. Then when you see your opponent use Roar."

He was not going to catch the Pokemon, nor was he going to fight it. It was not worth it in either case, no matter how strong or skilled it might be. Chris would end this battle without fighting to keep his honor.

(Egg Count-4)

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Christopher's Journey

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The Whismur popped out of her pokeball and bounced backwards, letting out a cry of surprise and fear when it met rock. Her ears twitched- she didn't need sight to notice the lack of a breeze or the muffled sound, and although she could see their predicament, the lack of outside noise bothered the Whismur. She gazed up at Christopher, all but begging for instruction.

His attack order was obeyed without question, for Whismur was just as eager to break free; she turned and released a startlingly loud screech at one side of the tomb, blowing out a section of the wall that encased them. The problem, it seemed, was that the tomb was made of boulders. Smaller rocks never would have held structure, and Whismur was not strong enough to knock more than one or two of these larger stones free. The tomb's structural integrity now compromised, the boulders began to cave inward, raining dust down onto the trapped duo. It seemed that Chris and his Whismur were going to be crushed to death before they could even start their journey together.

The boulders never came.

When Christopher looked up, he'd see a series of vines holding the boulders up and drawing them away, tossing the rocks harmlessly aside. Fresh air enveloped the boy and Whismur, who'd forgotten to use Roar in lieu of almost being crushed. Both turned to face their savior.

Standing ten feet away, in the direction of the city Christopher had just left, stood two small people who, at first glance, looked no older than Chris was. While one was a young man and the other a young woman, it was clear at first glance that they were twins- fraternal twins, obviously, but identical in appearance. Both were attractive with smooth, caramel-hued skin and brilliant green-gray eyes, offset by shiny black hair (worn long and in an intricate braided style, in the woman's case). Their clothing was in earthen tones, dusty, and made for wear and tear. The impressive thing, though, was the array of pokemon between both of them.

Two ponyta stood behind them, decked out in riding tack and saddlebags. The horse behind the woman lacked the normal red-and-orange flames of its kind and instead sported a beautiful golden fire, while the man's ponyta was very obviously a shiny. In front of them, their vines responsible for saving Christopher, stood four Grass-types; an Ivysaur, a Grotle, a Bayleef, and a Servine. The group looked readily between Chris and the offending binacle.

Said binacle could see that it was outnumbered, and it turned to flee immediately, throwing out its "hands" to drag itself away. The party made no move to stop it, and instead the man strode forward, his gait confident and casual.

"That was close, wasn't it? You alright, then, kid? Don't have any bruises you need to patch up or anything?"

His sister frowned thoughtfully, studying Christopher. "I don't know, should we? We had stronger-looking people approach us in town and they didn't pass our test, but we need some help for this job."

He didn't respond, but the man considered Christopher anyway. "What's your name?"


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As soon as Whismer unleashed the sonic blast Chris knew he made a mistake. The rocks started shifting under the unexpected force, and the ones on top began to crumble. Chris immediately threw himself over the small Pokemon in an effort to protect her and braced himself. He closed his eyes to make sure no dust got in them, but mostly because he couldn't stand to watch himself get crushed.

After a few moments he uncurled his arms and slowly opened his eyes. He saw daylight streaming into the prison, and the odd sight that followed. Green vines grabbed the rocks and held them in place; preventing them from falling on the unlucky trainer and Pokemon. Looking out was even more of a surprise to Chris. Two humans with some obviously well trained Pokemon.

Hesitantly Chris crawled out of the hole followed by Whismer. The normal type greeted the four grass types with thanks. "Whismer." Chris also gave a nod of thanks to the twins. "Thank you." That was all he could really say. Actually he could have said how stupid it was of him to try fighting like that, but it wasn't something he was willing to admit right now.

"Christopher." Test, what test were they talking about? Was the Pokemon a test? Looking at the escaping water/rock type he didn't think so. Remembering his card Chris pulled it out and looked at the fleeing Pokemon. A Binacle, and like h called it a water/rock type. Now he had a better idea what he was up against.

(Egg Count-5)

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The man nodded and approached, holding his hand out to shake. "Well met, Christopher- you got a nickname, or you want me to just use the full version?" He flashed a white grin, clearly amused at his own wit. "The name's Attonis Higharch. This here's my twin, Aladia, and we're Pokemon hunters, of a sort."

Aladia looked a little bored now. "Offer up the job or don't, Atto. Do something. We can't waste time."

The man rolled his eyes. "Well, Christopher, it seems to be fate that we've run into each other. We're in need of some help on the mainland, and we couldn't find anyone suitable in town. We can pay you in gold, items, or maybe even a Pokemon, if that suits your fancy."

As he spoke he turned, pulling two pokeballs from his belt and recalling the ivysaur and the grotle. Aladia, meanwhile, did the same with the bayleef and servine before walking back to her ponyta and rummaging through one of the saddlebags. A few moments passed before she found what she was looking for, and she approached the two men with a small leather-wrapped package in her hands.

Attonis motioned to the bundle once his twin joined them. "If you want the job, though, you'll have to pass a simple test. It's nothing difficult, nothing to worry about, but we need to make sure we don't hire someone not suitable for our line of work, you know?" Aladia began to unwrap the leather, letting it spill down over her hand in graceful lines; nestled in her palm was a small wooden box, its outside carved with swirling designs and the shape of various pokemon. The wood had a rich, polished shine to it.

"If you decide not to, then no hard feelings. Hey, we'll even give you a lift to the mainland for free, if you're headed that way." The expression on Attonis' face was open and friendly, and although Aladia's face was careful neutral, there was no malice in her eyes. Surely it couldn't hurt to take this test, right? Still, even if Christopher decided the risk wasn't worth the unknown reward, he had the whole route to venture onto an explore should he so choose.

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"Chris will do." Chris smiled at Attonis, and shook his hand. He liked the guy already. Aladin he wasn't so sure about. He wasn't really comfortable with girls normally, but she was giving a cold shoulder a Jynx would be proud of. Already he could tell that it would be a tough working relationship.

Looking at the four grass Pokemon and the two Ponyta Chris was only half paying attention. Actually he was fully paying attention to what was being said, and also looking at the grass types. It was a trick he learned while training under William, as the old man always gave advice while he was fighting against Pokemon. It wasn't easy to learn, but it made it easier to multitask when he did.

Help? What help could two experienced hunters need? Turning his attention to the two trainers after they called their Pokemon back he studied them now. Maybe initiates? No, they were experienced in using the grass types evolved forms. There was only a few moments from being imprisoned by the Rock Tomb and calling forth Whismur.

Glancing at the parcel Chris turned his attention to Attonis. Whismer trotted up to stand by Chris since her four new 'friends' left. "I'm ready for almost anything. What's the test?" If it was a Pokemon battle, maybe he'd be better if he actually let Whismer battle. He wasn't quite strong enough to fight against Pokemon yet, but he was already working on how to rectify that situation.

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The twins exchanged glances, and with a subtle nod Attonis beckoned his sister forward. She approached Christoper and lifted her other hand to open the lid of the beautiful box, tipping the container forward just enough for the boy to see what was inside.

"Five items." Attonis began, spreading one hand, palm up, at the box. "Each item represents a pokemon, and the one you choose is a pokemon we can find for you, with varying degrees of difficulty."

Aladia pointed to the first object- a small brown feather, lightening to a creamy hue at the downy tip, curved and soft. "The breast feather of a hoothoot." She said, her smooth face betraying nothing.

"The next," Attonis picked up where his twin left off. "The scale of a shiny gyarados."

"A small trilobyte fossil, indicative of the pokemon omanyte." Aladia intoned.

"The empty vessel stone of a spiritomb." Attonis said.

"And lastly the metal claw of a beldum." Aladia finished. If Christopher tried to touch any of the items she would snap the box shut with nary a care for his fingers, and after giving the boy a last look at each item she shut the box anyway and worked the cloth back over it, moving to her ponyta.

"So, what will it be? Five rare pokemon, up for the taking." The smile had vanished from the man's face, and both he and his twin watched Christopher with the intensity of a hunting fletchling. Even the ponyta seemed to be staring intensely, and the air was all but bogged down with tension. It was no doubt a test Christopher had never heard of, choosing which species of pokemon to claim as his own- and there was no doubt a wrong answer.

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Whismur moved closer so she could see the contents of the box. However Aladia was making sure only Chris could see inside; leaving the young Pokemon out. She hung her head and moved to leave, but Chris unconsciously reached down and picked her up as the twins explained the contents.

Looking at the items in turn Chris began to wonder about the test. Was identifying the items part of the test? Or were they explaining the value of each item? He glanced at the two as the final items were being described. Pokemon hunters according to them, so maybe catching the Pokemon described.

Hies eyes glanced at the case again before it was shut. He pulled out his Pokemon card and studied the Pokemon described. All but the Hoothoot were tough Pokemon if he remembered correctly. Gyarados were bad tempered as a general rule, which made even training them difficult. Omanyte are really rare as well, ancient so not much are known about them. Spiritomb were ghost types, and not only rare but very tricky to fight. Especially for normal types like Whismur. And Beldum were equally tricky being a psychic type.

Out of all of them only Gyarados is the evolved form, and usually meant experienced. Though the other Pokemon could be just as experienced. If it was a Pokemon he wanted; he knew which he'd choose.

Turning his attention back to the twins he thought about it a moment more before answering. "I'm guessing the challenge is to fight and catch the Pokemon once you find it." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I'd choose Beldum for my target." If it was for a Pokemon he'd trade then he would choose either Omanyte or Spiritomb. But this was a Pokemon he'd use, and a psychic/steel was always useful. And it would be a challenge, even if it was one he couldn't fight personally.

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When Christopher pulled out his pokecard, the twins’ faces deadpanned and they looked at one another. Attonis pinched his lips together in a tight frown and his brows furrowed in a confused expression. What is going on? his face read. Aladia’s own lip twitched as she glanced at Chris, who was rather busy with his pokecard, before returning her gaze to her brother. She shrugged and scratched at her cheek, staying silent while Chris contemplated the information on his pokecard.

The shiny pontya whinnied in impatience. After a while, Christopher returned his attention to the twins, and then paused before giving them an answer. The twins waited, sending strange glances toward one another. When Christopher finally spoke up, they looked over at him in unison with bright, expectant faces. "I'm guessing the challenge is to fight and catch the Pokemon once you find it," he said.

Attonis hesitated. “…Yes?” was all he could offer. Aladia elbowed him, and he guffawed and bent forward at the blow. Christopher only offered another pause, during which Aladia presented no condolences for hitting her twin, though Attonis eventually righted himself on his own, just as Chris was giving his final answer.

Shutting her eyes in concentration, Aladia placed her hands on her hips and leaned back. Her brother watched her carefully, and after she stayed that way a minutes, barked, “I think that’s plenty good enough an answer, don’t you?” As if in agreement, his pontya snapped her front hoof against the ground, her smoky blue mane flaring.

Eyes still closed, Aladia sharply said, “All right. He’ll do.” She looked at Christopher with a grin, as Attonis gave a short whoo! and proceeded to dig a small journal out of his side pouch. “You are certainly a logical lad, if anything, aren’t you?” she asked as her twin made a few notes in his journal, humming to himself. Aladia slapped a hand on Christopher’s shoulder. “Being serious now, that was just a test. We won’t be going after any of those pokemon, in actuality. We’ve a different job entirely, but we can’t be taking on partners who’ll just drool all over the sight of the particular type of pokemon we’re after, y’know? There’s no room for greed on our missions.”

Snapping shut his journal, Attonis added smoothly, the twins’ conversation seemless; “We’re in it for the pleasure of it, not the glory.” The golden-hued pontya snorted in a derisive manner. “If a few pretties happen to wish to join us in the process, well, power to us, right?”

“More importantly, we need help,” said Aladia. “And I guess a strangely contemplative fellow like yourself is a better match than an overly eager one. Appreciation is our motto. Do you understand?”

“If you even feel the inkling of temptation, we are not the right crew for you, lad.” Attonis’s face folded inward as he attempted a stern, serious frown that he pointed toward Christopher.

“Knock that off, Atto,” his twin interjected, shoving him gently. “Tell him about the damn job.”

“Right, of course. Walk with us, Chris,” Attonis put his hand down on Chris’s shoulder opposite where his sister still had her own hand, and the two began guiding him away. “We’re headed to the mainland. A pair of larvitar are having issues leaving the nest, and have begun terrorizing a small village called Esterbush. We need to wrangle ‘em and relocate ‘em before they draw attention to their home.”

“The larvitar are offspring to an old tyranitar in the nearby mountains. She’s been livin’ there longer than any of us’ve been alive. On top of that, she’s a full-on shiny.”

“No one knows she’s there, besides us of course, so discretion is of extreme importance. We don’t want others noticing she’s there.”

They had led Christopher back toward the ferries by this point, and they stopped in full view of the ocean. “It’ll be tough work, but we’ll reward you well.”

“If you are truly interested in a beldum,” Atto said, “we may be able to point you in the right direction after this is all over. If you’re still interested, that is. We’ll front you the ferry cost to the mainland for your troubles?”

The twins turned toward Christopher with identical, expectant faces. He could always say no. The task seemed complicated and dangerous, and he was within his rights to walk away if he felt it necessary. Would he join the twins?

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