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 Katheryn Knighton, Diary of a Handler and her Pokemon
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 Posted: Mar 22 2016, 03:55 AM
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With her previous trainer, Electrike had always felt...less than fulfilled. He nearly always kept her in her pokeball, only releasing her when he wanted something done - kill this person, fight that Pokemon...never being out just because she could be. She was a tool to him, a means to an end, and she was lucky if she'd gotten so much as a "thank you" or even a "good job" from him in response to her following orders. So when she was released one day and didn't see him around, just smelt what remained of his death-scent on her new trainer's bag, she figured that this new person would treat her the same.

Instead, she came to realize that unlike with her previous trainer, this new person - Kat, apparently? - seemed to prefer to keep her out as long as she didn't hurt anyone or anything. In fact, she seemed to have some sort of aversion to keeping her in that pokeball at all - the only time she'd actually been kept inside for more than like 4 hours was during that trip through the desert. She understood that one though - her trainer had explained to her, then, that when her electricity, a force she couldn't help, met the super-dry air there, sparks formed that could mean disaster to their wooden cart.

And Kat never seemed to go out of her way to make her feel like a tool, always tried to ask her (even if Kat couldn't understand what her reply was) if she wanted to something, not telling her to do something. In fact, other than some orders in battle, there was only one time she could really think of a demand being made of her like she was a tool. She still thought about that night that Geoffrey died every so often, not sure how she felt about it - she didn't feel anything like regret or whatever for killing those bandits (and especially not that damned leader who'd threatened them and killed Geoffrey), yet she couldn't get that night out of her head.

Kat had actually tried to comfort her after things settled down - not just returned her to her pokeball as she'd expected, her job done. Even though she didn't feel any sort of grief for the loss of life - why would she, when she was used to doing as bid without thinking too hard about it - Kat still tried to comfort her, to tell her that it would all be okay, that she had no regrets either, that...well, that life would go on, essentially. She even said that she was sorry for asking her to kill - this new person was obviously very, very different from her previous master, in that she seemed to possibly care about her. It would take more time, of course, before she could be sure about that.

Then they were off on their next adventure, trying to find this pokemon refuge of some sort. They had a few wacky experiences, most notably that Beedrill nest they'd stumbled upon, and she'd been asked to keep Edith company - not, Kat told her, that she didn't want Electrike anymore, Kat just didn't want Edith to feel lonely or lost. Electrike had felt confused at this, and definitely didn't understand - what did that mean?

As time went on though, and she started to learn her place in the group, she came to realize that this was a kind of a pack, a kind of a family. Her, Kat, and Pansear - and for now, Edith - were forming a family group, with Kat as the Alpha. But even with the Alpha established, she didn't feel like her and Pansear were fighting for the position of Beta - and felt that even if more Pokemon came into the scene, they would be general pack instead of needing to jockey for position.

This confused her; even in the wild, what little she could remember of it, any Pokemon in her pack always knew its relative position in the pack, and jockeyed for a better one as long as it didn't offend Alpha. She had been young then, and inexperienced - and wandered off on her own, not realizing she was in danger until after she was already caught by a human. Then came the dark period, where she knew that a lot of time passed, even if she never technically experienced it from the "safety" of the pokeball.

And now, she was learning once more what her position was. Kat was Alpha, she knew that - and as such, her orders must be followed, when given. So when she was told to watch and keep an eye out, later once they'd found the haven for Pokemon, she obeyed without question. And Pansear rode her back only as long as it took for them to shelter out of sight, then went off to do his own thing on the other side of the house.

She listened to the conversation as best she could, and could tell that something was off. This...Ursula? Her voice sent shivers down Electrike's spine, and a low growl started almost as soon as she started speaking. She paced back and forth across the front of the house then, wanting to do something but not knowing what or how. It didn't take long for the Ursula person to threaten Kat after getting the knowledge from her about Harper's Passion, and that she just couldn't stand...

So through the window she came, sorry that she knocked her Alpha over, but enjoying the feeling of soaring through the air under her own strength. Ursula had threatened her Alpha with something her Alpha did not wish to do, and as such must be punished! Sure, she might not understand what her group really was yet, but she did understand one thing: protect the Alpha at all costs.

Then there was this weird shiny Sableye, and she had a feeling it was playing with her when they fought - like he was stronger, many times stronger, than she was. Growling with frustration even as they fought, though, she was glad that the creature at least feigned forfeit; if their fight had gone on too much longer, she definitely wouldn't have won. She turned her attention back to Ursula after that, growling and snapping at her whenever she tried to move, licking her wounds whenever Ursula-lady was relatively still.

Kat asked for help at that point but she was too busy keeping Ursula in line to be of much help - luckily, Pansear stepped in then to get Kat free, and she continued her vigil. Alpha Kat may be, but there's only so much help she could have offered Kat in this particular instance anyways - she had no ability to untie knots, after all. Luckily, Kat didn't seem to be angry of offended that she'd passed the job off to Pansear.

Once she was free, Alpha Kat ordered her and Pansear to get Ursula out of there (and keep her under guard) - they did so by each taking a good hold of either Ursula or her clothing, and pulling as best they could. Once free of the burning house, however, they watched anxiously (even as they kept a close eye on Ursula) for their trainer to get out as well. Then the lime-man and a couple of villagers came to the rescue; only once Alpha Kat was free of the building did the hair on Electrike's back start to settle back down...well, as much as it could at least, with electricity being so much of a part of her life.

Then was the waiting, the damned waiting. Healing took time, she knew, but it had been so long since she'd seen Alpha Kat that she felt like she wasn't just forgetting what she looked like - she was forgetting what she smelled like. And all the while, the shifts of watching over Ursula with Pansear - even with her locked up, neither of them thought that was good enough, and so worked it out that one of the two of them would watch the crazy lady each and every hour, no matter how boring it got. For however long it took for Kat to get better and deal with her. Their last orders were to keep watch over Ursula, after all...

When she finally saw and smelt her Alpha Kat again, Electrike whimpered slightly and her ears went back in worry - Alpha Kat smelt weak and injured. Even having gotten used to being in a family-pack rather than a pack-pack, she felt it was strange that she had no sort of urge to overthrow Alpha-Kat while she was weak to become the new Alpha - instead, she leaned comfortingly against her Alpha Kat when she sat down to question Ursula. Peeking over at Pansear, she was surprised to see the gentle smile on his face as he saw this.

Alpha-Kat was gone again quickly enough, and she was startled into alertness when she heard her Alpha calling out Scolipede. She whined again and huddled into Pansear a little bit when she heard both this and the following battle, unable to do anything but hope her Alpha would be okay by the end of this.

Of course she wasn't though, or else she'd have come back to reassure them, right? For the next few weeks, she couldn't help but pace the cell that Ursula was in, glaring at the woman and wishing she could be beside her Alpha for reassurance. Edith came in after a week or two - she lost track of time, beyond trading off regularly with Pansear for their watch - and she and Ursula talked for a while. Then that shiny Sableye from before came in and...no more Ursula. She was shocked; it was so sudden...something felt off but she couldn't place it, so she did her best to shrug it away - this all meant she could be with her Kat again, right?

She and Pansear, once Jace had taken out the body, followed Edith slowly back to the healing tents - neither one wanted to abandon Edith on her trip, no matter how much they might have wanted to get back to Kat. Electrike shifted from side to side, though, once Edith reached the tent and Kat was reassuring her - all she wanted to do was to burst in and get her own comfort, but understood that Edith was important to her Alpha in some sort of way.

So she waited patiently. When they seemed to finally calm down in there, though, she couldn't help but peek her head inside - Edith was laying down again, back turned to Kat, and Kat was staring at the wall of the tent by the door, lost in thought. Perfect! She pulled her head out, huffed over at Pansear, and went into the tent.

Alpha Kat looked over at the noise and actually smiled at them, like she was happy to see them - and it hit her then, that she didn't think of them as Pack, didn't think of them as tools. No, she simply thought of them as family - they were all equals in her eyes, and Electrike had a feeling that even when more Pokemon were caught or befriended or given or whatever, that each and every one would have a place in Alpha Kat's heart. Each one would be an equal in her Alpha Kat's eyes, a friend for however long they stayed...it would take time to see if they'd ever be forgotten, but she had a feeling that they wouldn't be.

With that realization, she hopped up into Kat's bed and pressed her body against her trainer's - Alpha Kat winced slightly at first due to the electricity in her fur, something she couldn't help, but still held her close and Electrike closed her eyes in contentment. Perhaps she could get used to this new way of life - but Kat would always be her Alpha Kat, her trainer, no matter how much Kat might have wished for Electrike to think otherwise. She was the one in control, after all, was the one who gave advice - so Electrike would keep Alpha Kat mentally above her, not just out of habit, but out of respect, too.

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I liked this post very much - it was interesting and refreshing to get into Electrike's head for once, and the point-of-view went a long way in clarifying just what she thought of Kat. It was also very enjoyable to read and flowed very well. Nice job! http://i832.photobucket.com/albums/zz241/HarperRegion/Sprites/Emoticons/1.png

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Pansear

Pansear wasn't sure what had happened to cause him to be enslaved by a human - one day, he was free and gallivanting around with his friends; next thing he knew, he was being released from a pokeball in the hands of Kat Knighton. He didn't resent her for it, though - not when she was as surprised as him, showing him that it likely wasn't her that had caught him. So he couldn't blame her, much, for him being the slave of a human. He still resented his position, though, even if wasn't her fault.

One thing going for her, though, was that she didn't seem to like keeping him in a pokeball if she didn't have to. She also let him ride on her shoulder, despite the fact that he was like half her height (thus he was sure he was rather unwieldy in that perch). He wasn't the only one treated that way, either - she kept her Electrike out as much as possible, too. So while he wasn't getting special treatment, she did show herself to be a bit different from other humans; in all of the stories he'd been told while growing up, humans were evil and kept their Pokemon enslaved by keeping them in a pokeball until they needed to pit them against another Pokemon.

This eased his worries a little bit, but he couldn't help but worry when she asked him to be the lookout for their caravan - she was clearly using him then. But when that's all that she asked, even on the longer, more boring days, he started to relax. And even when they were starting to leave the desert, with those bandits trying to ambush them, she didn't ask him to attack. He'd decided at that point that she was his, but didn't let on to the humans that he had done so as he used his fire to make the bandits back away. It still took him a while for him to get his mind around that though, after he'd scared the bandits away - she hadn't asked him to attack. Did she think him weak, or was there some other reason?

He couldn't decide right then, so he set it aside for a while until he could get more information. Eventually there would be another instance that would give some sort of clarification after all, he'd just have to keep his eyes out. So he played lookout, chattering softly to himself as he peered from the top of their cart; the one they called Geoffrey spoke to him every so often, breaking up the monotony. He liked that one, for a human - Geoffrey knew just where to scratch his monkey-like head without burning himself, relieving him of itches he couldn't always quite reach. All the while, to pass the long hours peering out into the slowly changing wilderness, Pansear thought about his human, Kat, and his new position. He'd have to resign himself to it eventually, but so far it wasn't as bad as he'd feared - Kat seemed to give him some sort of respect, asking rather than ordering him around.

They were being followed, he knew just as Geoffrey did, but he couldn't specifically spot the following ones. It frustrated him, as he was usually very observant, but he continued to do what he could to keep the group he was with safe. While he was still unsure about the entire group, Kat especially as she held his leash, he didn't wish harm on them. This surprised him, actually, when he thought about it - there was a time, once, when he wished the worst on all humans that so much as thought of keeping Pokemon as their slaves, yet he kinda-sorta...liked...this group. They didn't go out of their way to make any of the Pokemon feel like slaves, at least not on purpose, and they seemed to...care. This...this would take more thought, he was sure.

Then...then was the poachers. He never saw the poachers themselves, but seeing the Ponyta being driven in front of a pack of Pokemon, and the arrows, still made him curl up on himself and not want to keep watching (though he did, as he'd promised he'd keep a lookout, and he always kept his promises). It seemed to sadden the humans he was with too, and Kat even spoke out of getting revenge on the poachers - but Geoffrey spoke out with kindness, and explained the futility of that. This group, Geoffrey had said, was too large for their group of three, even counting both of the Pokemon. It made him realize that there were people out there as bad as the stories he'd heard, and he shivered a bit with the realization that while yes, he was technically in slavery, there were clearly Pokemon out there who had it so much worse.

Luckily, they moved on quickly after that, though the experience darkened the mood for several days - then it was raining, and Kat let him down from his perch with the knowledge that he was fire-type (and hated the rain). He was grateful for that, and even as he huddled on her shoulder in the covered cart he shivered as he peered out, doing his best to keep watch from the inside instead of from on top. He'd grown slightly fond of the group during their trip so far, a bit more so of Kat and Geoffrey than Edith (but that's just how it went, he couldn't like everyone), and didn't want harm to fall upon any of them. Despite him trying to keep watch, though, it was Geoffrey who noticed the coming bandits before he did.

When the bandits eventually attacked, it was Kat and Edith on one side, Geoffrey and him on the other. Eventually Electrike was re-released, having been pulled into her Pokeball for a secret weapon some time around when they realized they were being followed. Electrike turned the tide on the other side of the cart quickly, even as he and Geoffrey worked on theirs. Then...then was the crossbow bolt, which definitely unexpected. He stared in shock at the bolt sprouting from Geoffrey for a few moments when it happened, stunned at the sudden death, and didn't even notice that the fighting had caught a lull with the surprise of it.

Electrike's Thunder attack broke him from his stunned state, and he impassively watched as thunderbolts started to fall from the sky, smiting pretty much all of the bandits (starting with the leader). He was familiar with death, if not usually to this extent; not everything survived long, after all, and he was used to doing what was needed when it was needed. Fire was dangerous, even to fire-type Pokemon, and some understood that better than others. Thunder, in the right sort of circumstances, would cause forest fires - not as easily as his fire most of the time, but still.

Then...then it was over, and Geoffrey was still laying there in a pool of his own (watery) blood. He stared for a few moments, contemplating the swiftness of the events, then turned and made his way back to his Kat. He made sure to guide Edith over as well, knowing that of all of them, she would need comfort the most - she'd just watched her husband die, after all. At that moment, he would have done anything to the leader himself, if that man was still alive, just to keep Geoffrey from being killed. This also confused him in the moment of it happening, but he went with it - there would be plenty of time to think later, after his group of ladies was calmed down. It took a few hours, huddled around his warmth, before the two humans relaxed enough to start processing the events of the bandit attack. After which, they all huddled together for sleep, not even bothering to pitch a tent or anything like that. Then...the nightmares.

All of them tossed and turned all night, humans and Pokemon alike, so when they finally called the night over, none of them could be considered well rested. Pansear noticed that everyone tried to keep their eyes off of the particularly dark spots of the dead, but himself, he made sure to count the dead and compare it to the numbers he remembered from the night before...there were a few missing. So after Edith said they needed a pyre (and he agreed to be the fire-starter, if nonverbally), he made sure to keep an eye on the group. He'd learned the night before that in order for everyone there to be safe, he had to do his best to keep track of both where they were, and where everyone else was.

He didn't see a thing, though, and was glad of it. They certainly didn't need more to deal with, not then, not while they were preparing to give a send-off to Geoffrey. When it was time, he did his part, starting the fire easily despite the damp wood - fire was pretty much part of him, after all. They all stood as one, honoring the memory of the dark-skinned male.

The rest of that particular trip was rather uneventful, which gave him plenty of time to think. He wondered if it was some sort of that syndrome he'd heard talked about - the one where if you were kidnapped, you slowly began to sympathize with the kidnappers and perhaps even like them, to the point that you stopped trying to escape and instead wanted to stay; it wouldn't be surprising to him if that was so, but he didn't think so. At least, he truly hoped it wasn't - it would be rather hard for him to tell, to be honest, seeing as it was happening to him.

As far as he was concerned, though, if he'd actually been kidnapped by Kat...well, he was sure he'd do his best to be obstinate, and refuse to be calmed down about it, even though he logically knew that he really had no choice in the matter. He didn't know where he was in comparison to where he used to live, after all, so escaping wouldn't be smart until he did - and more than that, it was hard to escape when he had full knowledge that it wouldn't take much for Kat to see him moments too early and recall him to the pokeball. She'd then take precautions against him escaping, he was sure, and that would be that.

But really...he saw no reason to escape right now. Kat didn't abuse him in any way he knew of, and while he wasn't free, he was close enough to feeling free to do as he wished that he didn't see a point in expending energy trying to come up with a plan (then successfully pulling it off). Kat kept him out of the pokeball most of the time anyways, unless she had a good reason to pull him in, and mostly she did her best to make sure he was happy to follow. Of course, he still wasn't 100% sure he liked his circumstances, but there wasn't much he could do about that.

At the very least...he didn't hate being here, with his Kat. So he'd continue being helpful, for now, until his Kat showed him a reason not to. She did hold his leash, after all, like it or not. So far, though, he'd seen no reason not to trust her or to not follow her orders, and as such, he'd listen.

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Pansear's take on being caught is interesting and I really enjoyed the way he held back his opinion on them until he got to know them a little better. Though there wasn't any direct interaction between he and Kat displayed in this particular post, his view on her and the scene played out was a nice way to see a little more of his personality. Pansear will receive +1 bar of happiness. This has more to do with his natural hesitation and not a lack on your part. Pansear is giving them a chance but is still wary to some extent, which is expected when he sees the relationship between handler and pokemon as slavery.


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"You know, we never have come up with a name for you. Electrike is only...well, it seems bland to me." Electrike looked up at her handler curiously, not exactly sure what she meant. Her previous trainer hadn't bothered to think of her as anything more than a tool, and so even though she'd been with humans for a while she hadn't heard of this strange idea. In the Pack before humans, which she could only vaguely remember, names hadn't been worried about. Everyone knew everyone else, and as a pup she hadn't been around to gain any influence or a job or anything to be called by.

"You know, something I can call you, that you answer to, that can make you different from other Electrike..." Electrike still didn't really understand, not knowing of the human habit of names - the person in front of her was Her Human, her Alpha, and that's how she differentiated her from other Humans. Was there another way of doing things? She wouldn't know, not having had the chance to wander and meet other Pokemon in the wild, and with her previous trainer having kept her mostly in a pokeball and only calling her by species when she was out...well, it wasn't surprising to have no knowledge of what Kat was speaking of.

Electrike paused as Kat knelt, suddenly, and turned to her. "Electrike, let's say you were in a pack of other Electrike. How would, say, your leader call on just you? Did you have a name of some sort - even if it was just a shortened version of your name, or pup, or something?" Comprehension was slow to dawn on her, the memories were so fuzzy now, but she could sort-of remember different members of her pack being called by something more than just their job-name, something to mark them apart from their siblings and cousins by more than just what they did in the pack.

The memory was from when she was young, so even without the distance of years it would have been fuzzy to her - but still, she could remember her parents, one a Manectric and the other still just an Electrike. She remembered her Father, Electrike, was a Soldier, protector of the pack, while her mother, Manectric, was a Hunter, bringer of food and sustenance. They were often called Soldier or Hunter by those that passed, but perhaps that was out of respect? She could also remember, faintly, that there was another name each was called - but she couldn't remember what that name was.

A hand petting her head jolted her from her memories, and when she looked at Alpha-Kat, she saw understanding and maybe a hint of sadness there. Could Alpha-Kat know, somehow, that she was so young and confused, that sometimes she felt lost because she just didn't know much? But how could she know, when Electrike had no way to really convey that? Either way, the hand against her head calmed her, steadied her, gave her some measure of strength that helped her remember that yes, there were names given to the members of the Pack, way back when. She couldn't remember specifics, but remembered that every Pack member had two names - a job title, and a personal name of some sort.

She couldn't remember even hints of what hers had been, but this human was offering to give her a new one, one she would actually be able to remember...she definitely wasn't going to say no! She pushed her wet nose against Alpha-Kat's hand, causing her human to laugh and wipe it off on her pants-leg, then ruffle her head-fur once more. Alpha-Kat wasn't electric-type, so Electrike knew it had to hurt when she touched so freely, but perhaps Alpha-Kat was getting used to it since she didn't so much as flinch when she touched her like that anymore.

"You understand what I mean now though, don't you?" Electrike nudged her leg as answer, and Alpha-Kat took it as the "yes" that she couldn't get across otherwise. "Would you mind if I called you Astrape, my friend?" Electrike paused and sat, considering the name, unsure. Astrape...it sounded familiar, almost, but she wanted to hear her human's reasoning before she decided one way or the other.

"A long, long ways away from here, there's a place for beings greater than us. They control elements in a way even the Mages can't, for in a way they are made of the elements. Their King, their leader - their Alpha, in a sense - was named Zeus. Zeus had two handmaidens, Astrape and Bronte - their place was of Lightning and Thunder, respectively." Her Kat's eyes had grown distant when she spoke of these...beings out there, and Electrike couldn't help but be curious. Astrape, handmaiden of Zeus, female and named controller of Lightning...it seemed to fit, to say the least.

"I wish to name you after Astrape, my dear, because you are a being of lightning that can cause it to come crashing down to your aid. Sometimes we do so without thinking," Here Electrike mentally winced, remembering that first time the two of them had met so very long ago, when Alpha-Kat had ordered her to attack a wild Fletchling. "But always is it attracted to you, and never does it do you harm...it's almost like you're so in control of lightning and electricity that it just can't harm you, my friend."

If Electrike could blush, she would have - to shut her Alpha-Kat up, she nudged her leg. She winced moments later as Kat fell off-balance from her crouched position, landing hard on her rump - she walked forward moments after and sorta-tackled the prone woman, licking her face and slobbering all over her. It was a while later, the two rolling in the grass and playing together, before Kat realized that Electrike was saying yes to the name.

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Pansear

"I think may have finally decided on the perfect name for you, Pansear." Pansear was resting in his usual place on his human's shoulder when she spoke, peering around, keeping watch. He chattered curiously, turning his attention back to his human from the far-more-interesting forest. A name, eh? He'd never had one of those before, his family group preferring to call each other by physical characteristics rather than actual names. He'd asked once, long ago, why they did so - his parental figures had told him that with them being hunted by humans so often, it was easier for the ones left to deal with the loss if they didn't have an actual name to call them by.

"Well, you caught on faster than Astrape did the first time I told her about them..." Her voice was amused, but in his opinion she wasn't telling him quickly enough, so he poked her in the shoulder. "I get it, I get it." He could tell she was mocking him in some strange way, only looked at her impatiently. He could get revenge on her later on, after all. "I thought Helios at first but - " Her little smirk at his wrinkled nose annoyed him just a little bit, she was getting to know him more than he really liked, "then I thought harder, knowing you wouldn't like it." He tilted his head to the side a little bit, silently urging her to continue.

"Then I thought of other names, too many to count, before I came across the last one." He saw that look in her eye then, the one that said she totally knew what she was doing to him, and was actually impressed that she knew him so well. But he was still impatient, of course, and poked her shoulder again. "How about Hephaistos, with Heph being the short version?" Pansear was impressed, but refused to say yes without hearing her description of why.

"You've heard the story of Astrape, I'm sure. Well, Hephaistos comes from the same family as Zeus. In common belief, he's sort of the son of Zeus, though some say his mother and father was Zeus' wife, Hera. He's a god over the element of fire, sure, but also over metalworking, stonemasonry, architecture and sculpture." She paused then, and he knew she was making sure that he was listening. He settled down a little further on her shoulder, looking directly at her, doing his best to portray one who was listening with all his might - for he was, and he was fascinated even though he knew she didn't have much information on this Heph she wanted to name him after.

"I uh, thought it fit you better than Helios, who was a god of the sun, because I have a feeling that as much as you destroy, you'd like a chance to create as well. You like your fire, and it's a part of you - but the fire isn't everything you are." Stunned by her words, he just stared at her face for a few moments - how had she seen so much in so little time? There was still more that she didn't know of course - but as he settled his little body against her head in thanks, he hoped she could feel his thanks and approval of the name. "Heph it is then, my friend."

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Roggenrola

"You're an interesting one, Roggenrola." Roggenrola ignored the human for a little while, busy. First she had hatched in an open area, from what it had sounded like, then she had been led off by a psychic-type to some strange sort of small room. Quickly thereafter she had been caught in what she understood to be a pokeball. Next she had been released, some time later, into another open area - only this time, she had time to listen and understand what was going on around her. She was young, she knew that, but that didn't mean she was dumb.

She was infinitely grateful to have not just been led off by another Pokemon again, like last time, and that she had some time to adjust this time. It was harder for her and her brethren than some others, after all - her sight, so to speak, was limited to the things she could hear and feel in the vibrations around her, and being young, she didn't know what she was feeling yet. She knew, somehow, about a certain amount of things around her - like what Pokemon were, and that she'd been caught by a pokeball - but so much was confusing and new to her, as well.

More organic-beings were nearby, Pokemon she was sure, and she could hear another organic-being that was different from the Pokemon. It seemed to be similar to the one who had hatched her egg, though somehow...smaller, maybe? She would have frowned if she had a face, but had to make do with rubbing one foot along the ground curiously, feeling the...grass? under her feet. She stayed silent even as she turned her ear to the larger not-Pokemon organic being in the area, though also listening hard to the other two Pokemon nearby.

One she could hear the slight crackling of...electricity, was it? So one of the other two was electric-typed, she shouldn't have to worry about that. The other seemed to give off a sense of heat and smoke (how she could feel and/or hear smoke, she had no clue, but it was useful), so...likely fire-based, then. She buzzed softly to herself, not making any word-noises just a curious hum. So if they attacked, unless they did something tricky, she shouldn't have a problem defending herself if it came to that.

"You mind if I give you a name, little one?" She calculated that for a little while, ear pointed directly at the tall human (at least, compared to her - the other, the one who she had hatched for, had sounded taller even than this one). She buzzed again, no words, just thinking quickly. A...human, her mind told her. A human wanted to name her? She'd never had a name before...

"Can you even speak, I wonder..." Another buzz - she didn't know words yet, she knew, nor could she make any other noises than clacking her feet against certain stones or the strange buzzing she was doing now. Maybe later, when she was older? She didn't know for sure, though. She was startled as the human came close and set a hand on her body, and almost attacked before common sense kicked in and stopped her. "It's okay, little one. I'll learn to communicate somehow..." She buzzed again, this time a little softer, and pushed her body against the human's hand.

She would do her best to help this particular human understand her - it seemed that this person was to be her handler, and at the very least she hadn't tried to send her away like the last one had. While she wasn't sure what she felt about this human, what stood out to her so far was that this human was kind to her and didn't seem to mind that she couldn't speak yet. Eventually, maybe they'd even be comfortable with each other.

"Anyways, little one. I thought of a couple of names for you, but none fit until I thought of Androctasia. It's inspired by a Roggenrola I met once, in a tournament not long ago. Androctasia is a name for the female spirits of battlefield slaughter, and I thought I could call you Roct for short - not too original, I know, but it suits you I think?" The newly-named Roct hesitated for a moment, but ended up walking over and leaning against the human's leg - she definitely approved, and was happy as could be when she felt the human put a hand against her side and rubbed it gently. She buzzed again, softly and happily.

"With that out of the way, Roct...is it possible for you to gain a bit of power from those things called Rare Candies? I mean, I know usually a Pokemon would eat them, but you don't seem to have a mouth or a way to eat..." She hopped a bit in place, excited. Rare Candies were used, she was sure, to strengthen her shell and her core, so when the human set two nearby, obviously intending them for her use, she immediately skipped her way over then and started rubbing her ear-hole against them. She wasn't sure how it worked, really, but her body absorbed the strength in them and transferred their effect directly into her core, making the hard candies lose their color and usefulness until just a bit of sweet hard candy remained.

One of the two was a little bigger and stronger than the other, and she relished it a bit more than the other - but still absorbed the power from both, of course. Her human handler-person, whoever she was, wasn't too bad, in her opinion. More of a bond could be worked out later.

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"Vanillite, eh? That's...unexpected." Vanillite eyed the Pokemon around her with a wary sort of look on her face, unsure about what they would do. She kind of danced in a circle around the human, winding her way around the kid's legs, peering up at all the different creatures. This person certainly had some sort of...menagerie, of sorts. She spotted an Electrike, a Pansear, and a Roggenrola at the very least, and was certain that one more was close to present but not here yet - perhaps an egg? She wasn't sure, but danced her way back around to the human's front. It was way up there, toward's the human's face, that she had to peer, and she frowned thoughtfully before nodding to herself.

She used Powder Snow to build herself a snow-mountain, so that she could stand at the very top and be near equal footing with the human, and tower above the others - even the Pansear - just as it should be. She could kill most of them easily, after all, if it became necessary. Time would tell if she'd need to befriend them or kill them, but she stayed wary of the firey monkey thing - it wouldn't take much for him to melt her, after all.

"You know, you might be the easiest of my group for me to name, if you don't mind me doing so..." Her attention was brought away from the Pokemon back to the human - so weak, why did they have the upper hand all the time? They died in snowstorms all the time, it was so unfair that they were always considered in control. But she sighed out a puff of freezing air, and watched as the human warily eyed her snow-mountain - this human might prove to be different, actually, if she could see the danger present in the snow she produced. Maybe. So for now, it would behoove her to listen.

"Would you mind if I called you Chion, dear one? She's a goddess, of a sort, over snow - seems to me an easy fit, if you don't mind it." Ooo, she even trod carefully around calling her little, yes this one might be okay to call equal. Never leader or above her, though she'd likely give her the respect of listening to her orders in battle. Humans usually had such interesting battle ideas, after all... but Chion as a name? Hmm, this would take some thought - as she peeked up at the human, she was actually surprised to see that the human was patient and didn't demand an answer right away. Patience too, yes this one would need some watching, perhaps she'd finally found the human to be her equal - but it would take more than just pretty words to finally decide her mind, of course.

"You can call me Khione, human," she eventually said, and that was that. Her human, that's what she'd call her until she decided if she needed respect, didn't question it, just nodded in acceptance. She settled onto her snow-mountain more securely, relishing in the cold - from the look of her human's Pokemon, there wouldn't be much cold other than the cold she created for herself, but that was okay she supposed. At least, unless the human proved otherwise, but she'd wait and see.

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Litwick

"It's - the egg was a ghost-type?" Those were the first words that Litwick heard in her very short life, and when she floated around to look at her new human, she saw the look of obvious surprise on the human's face. She wasn't sure what the surprise was over, but the human looked special to her - this was the one her egg had been travelling with, after all, and she'd put so much time into her already without knowing a thing about her...she would refrain from draining her life, if she could, but anyone else was fair play. She floated a small distance away, spinning in happiness, and when she could see the human again she could see a small smile on her human's face. Because it was definitely her human, and as such she'd try to maybe not hurt her when possible.

"You're a Litwick, right my dear?" She spun again happily, making her body go partially invisible as she did so, and floated around until she was back in the human's shadow. Once there, she hovered low and made her body as transparent as possible, showing just her face clearly visible. That would do well for usual travel, so long as it wasn't too bright out - she twirled again, mostly visible as only a spinning face, and grinned up at her human.

"Playful and a ghost, eh? I like that, little one. Mind if I call you Melinoe, little ghost?" She turned fully visible again and floated close, curious. A name, that was quick, but what did her human mean by it? She had a feeling, somehow, that this human liked having a meaning behind the names just as much as the name itself, didn't she? She wasn't sure where she knew that from - perhaps she was learning something of the human even through the egg, while her body and mind were still forming? Perhaps.

"Melinoe was said to be the goddess who came to the earth, with retinues of ghosts, to oversee the offerings made to ghosts. She was said to wander the earth at night with her retinue, striking fear into the heart of mankind." Litwick spun again, curious and eyeing the human. She ignored any other Pokemon around, her human's or not, to float forward and stare deeply into her eyes. She was...telling the truth, as best she could see.

"Yes, my human, that will do." She then cackled out a ghostly cackle, and returned to the human's shadow, turning herself mostly invisible (besides her face). A few more ghostly cackles were let out after that, and she spun in place once again - it would be her home for now, until she decided otherwise. Her human would just have to get used to it...

"Hang on there Melinoe, there's something I'd like to give you first - here! She could hear some sort of rummaging through the pack, around the eggshells likely still there, and she spun until she was facing her human's back, staying in her shadow. It was easier to do this semi-hiding while in shadow, after all. She could only kinda-sorta turn slightly transparent otherwise but in her human's shadow she could control it a lot better, technically she supposed any shadow would do but she was happy in her human's. And when her human spun around, careful to keep her in that shadow, she was glad to see that for a human, she learned quickly. Four small pieces of...some sort of candy, was it?

Oooh, were those rare candies, and were they all meant for her? She peeked up at her human to make sure, then floated forward to hover over them. Settling her body through the candies, she let out a happy squeak as she absorbed the candies into her body, leaving no trace that they had even existed. She left a tiny bit of a lick on her human's hand, and giggled as she retracted it almost instantly, wiping it on her pants - then Melinoe returned to her previous position, peering up at her human's amused face as she got comfortable in her shadow.

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This was a good read, though some sections felt like it had an... abrupt, pacing. However, I did I like the way each pokemon had a different view of Kat, as well as distinctive personality. In particular Electrike - now Astrape - felt like she's quite happy to be with Kat, from what I've read of the development thread. As such, she will earn +1 Happiness Bar.

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-Kat-

"I know, Heph. It's not fair, and I'm sorry, but..." Kat sighed as she looked down at the forlorn Simisear she had just informed would be traded to someone else, and shook her head slightly. "I just...someone else will appreciate you more, I'm certain of it. I'll miss you, and I wish I could have kept you, but...another firestarter in my team just doesn't fit, and you keep goading Melinoe into setting the bedding on fire - while I sleep!" Heph looked sheepish at that reminder, but was still sad that his time with this trainer was ending. "Not only that, but you insist on throwing whatever you have at hand at random passerby - that last person definitely didn't appreciate having rotten berries thrown at them - and you refuse to listen to reason!"

Kat shook her head, done trying to reason with the fire-ape in front of her, and recalled him into his pokeball. He'd really been becoming a bigger and bigger handful, ever since she'd had that brilliant idea to evolve the previously tiny ape Pokemon into a Simisear. It was like, with the evolution, the critter had lost any and all respect for her - and she was fed up with it. She needed something that fit better with the team, anyways - it felt like an excuse to her, but to get the troublemaker away from herself, she was willing to do a lot worse than use a service that the Harper's Passion Guild offered her. A random trade, they promised - and because she was a member, thanks to the time she'd spent helping them during the Schism blowup, she could even choose what type she'd be getting in return!

Even as she handed the pokeball over to the lady at the desk in the local Guild Hall, she knew that a tiny part of her would regret taking the easy way out - but at the same time, she knew the incoming psychic-type, whatever it turned out to be, would be far more useful (and hopefully more likely to listen to what she wanted it to do). It wasn't like she was expecting something more than she deserved, she reasoned to herself - she just expected the Pokemon to at least not make life harder on herself with stupid pranks that got them into trouble far more often than normal. She shuddered with memory at what they'd had to do the last time Heph had decided to take his anger out on that poor, random passerby, and pushed the memory away as the receptionist returned with her new Pokemon. Even as she held the new pokeball, she felt bad at the reminder that so many Pokemon went unwanted in the world, and she'd contributed, however slightly, to that pool - then reminded herself, firmly, that she hadn't had the time or patience to properly train a trickster-ape that Heph had turned out to be.

She thanked the receptionist with a gentle smile, and turned to leave - this new Pokemon needed to be met, after all, and she felt it would be rude to have the introduction to whatever it was inside the ball inside the busy Guild Hall.

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-Nyx-

The first impression he got once let out of the pokeball was one of open skies, with a setting sun. Nearby was a wooded area of some sort - and a human's mind lay open as could be. He gently sorted out his surroundings, staring around him in curiosity - the last thing he could remember was darkness and despair, yet here it was bright and the only emotion he could really register from the human was curiosity - then surprise and happiness. This...well, this was different. He poked gently at the human's mind, knowing instinctively that it was safe to do so - the child-human didn't back away or flinch as it felt the mental fingers, to his surprise, not even when he found...her? memories and started to gently sift through them.

He stared directly at her, the same stare that usually got things to shift uncomfortably and try and ignore him, but all she did was wait patiently - and as he came upon her memories of how he had ended up here, he was surprised himself. He'd been traded to someone, then, and immediately traded off before they could be introduced as trainer-and-Pokemon to the new person, something that sparked a hint of anger in him before his own feelings smoothed over again like they usually did. So this human here was his new trainer...well, he definitely could have done worse with her. At least she seemed to treat her Pokemon fairly - even Heph, despite all his tricks and the trials he'd put her through, had never been abused. Sure, he'd been traded away when this human had had enough - but she'd never lifted a hand to him in anger, or withheld food just because he was doing bad things, or anything like that.

This human...this human might make a good Trainer for him. Not a Master, never a master - but perhaps a partner, someone he just might come to trust, in time. He took a moment to gaze up at the sky, contemplating what he knew of the world, before turning back to Kat - the Sun may blot out his Night, but Night would come soon enough. And Kat...she might even understand him, one day. For now, though...

Kat-human, you may name me. He waited patiently, mental fingers smoothing out until they caught just surface thoughts instead of grasping at memories, and was surprisingly pleased as the human smiled at him.

"Based on what I understand of you and your kind - which isn't much, mind you - I think Nyx will suit you just fine."

Yes...this human just might make the cut.

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No! Poor Heph. When I read that, I was pretty sad that he got HP-traded away because Arty got to interact with Kat before. http://i832.photobucket.com/albums/zz241/HarperRegion/Sprites/Emoticons/2.png But now that I have my emotional side out of the way, onto the actual thread.

This was well written, as per usual from you. Nyx seems like a really interesting psychic type! I cannot wait to read more about Nyx and see exactly what he can do. In regards to the happiness gain....I can see one bar. Nyx seems to be content with the fact that Kat would never abuse her Pokemon and actually content with Kat herself http://i832.photobucket.com/albums/zz241/HarperRegion/Sprites/Emoticons/13.png He's not completely trusting, which is to be expected but I can totally see one bar of happiness for Nyx!

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Kat walked in to The Gentle Giant after a long time of contemplation, wanting to make sure she was making the best choice she possibly could. It had taken a good amount of time and contemplation on what she wanted in her next partner, and what her team could use as backup, as well as what her future held. The Gentle Giant offered water-types only, with the limitation of no dragons (or pre-evolutions of dragons) - luckily, the predator she intended to buy wasn't a dragon, though it was one of the newest Pokemon discovered so far. Mareanie wasn't the most conventional of Pokemon, technically speaking, but she knew it would be useful - and useful was more important than conventional. It would take some work, but a poison/water type - with a focus on the poison - would be worth every single gold she would have to spend.

"Welcome to The Gentle Giant, how can we help you today?" The attendant smiled at her, and Kat couldn't help but smile back, appreciating the fact that he was nice. Of course, he was selling a service to others, so of course he'd be nice - she shook her head a little bit, shaking herself out of her thoughts. Now that she was here, she was second-guessing herself: was this really what she wanted? It was quite a lot of gold, to buy the specific Mareanie that she wanted...

Taking a deep breath in, she ignored the fact that the attendant seemed to be staring at her, waiting for her to speak to him. This...was harder than she expected. "I...would like to buy a Pokemon." She blushed slightly in response to the obviousness of her statement - she was at The Gentle Giant and she had stated she wanted a Pokemon. Of course she wanted a Pokemon - why else would she be there? The attendant waited patiently, something that Kat was appreciative of - if he'd pushed her, she was certain she'd just get more flustered, and this would be that much more difficult. Her voice was also hoarse, slightly damaged and tired - she was still recovering from her last mission, and smoke had damaged her ability to speak. If she was lucky, she wouldn't have to talk much - this was a brief stop on her way to other things,

"I mean - I...can I buy a Mareanie?" She watched as the attendant's eyebrows raised in surprise - it wasn't a cheap Pokemon by any means, and quite vicious if they weren't handled carefully. He didn't comment, but waited for her to continue. "I know, I know - new Pokemon, rare and expensive, plus I want it to be a bit stronger and to choose some of the attacks it can do." She pulled out the coupon she'd been given, handing it over, and the man's slightly flabbergasted face smoothed a little bit. "I was given this coupon, you see, and...well, I wanted to make sure it was worth it. I think...Mareanie will come in handy, so long as I'm not fighting certain Pokemon immune to its poison - and so long as I'm careful around Corsola from now on."

"Ah, well...you'd normally be looking at 1400 gold with those specifications - with the coupon, it'll be knocked down to 700 gold, which is still quite a lot of gold..." Kat just smiled gently, nodding slightly. "Well...it'll take at least a week for us to capture the exact Pokemon you want - here, fill this out. Because it'll take a little while, we ask you to pay half now, and half when you pick the Pokemon up; this is so that we have something of collateral in case you never come back, as well as an incentive to get the Pokemon you asked for." She nodded, filled out the paperwork, and handed over half the gold - she'd check back in in about a week, and with any luck, they Mareanie would be ready. Soon enough, she'd have yet another lady in her team...

With the paperwork filled out, and having been given a number in reference to the order she had just placed, she headed out to go capture a rogue.

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It was closer to two weeks by the time that Kat managed to drag herself back to The Gentle Giant, and the attendant was different than when she'd come in the first time - this time, it was a female. Despite being female, the attendant looked quite a lot like the male that had helped her before, and she paused just inside as she processed that fact.

"Welcome, how can I help you?" Other than using less words, Kat was also surprised to hear that the lady-attendant spoke in the same tone of voice as the male-attendant had; she felt like she was being faked out in some way, strangely enough, but wasn't sure so she didn't comment on it. Kat eyed the lady curiously, but instead of talking, she handed over a scrap of parchment with the reference number on it - the lady dug through a stack of files, muttering to herself, until she found the right one.

"Ah, yes - the Mareanie." Her voice had a curious note to it - something like annoyance, or frustration, or something along those lines. Perhaps the Pokemon had been a troublemaker, or something? "Be aware, miss - she definitely likes the taste of other Pokemon, especially Corsola. She's mostly been kept in a pokeball since capture, as she keeps trying to eat our other catches." Kat couldn't help the tiny smile that formed, and ignored the strange look the attendant gave her. "...anyways - you still owe us 350 gold, but you can double check that everything is above the board first - here she is."

Kat gently grabbed the pokeball from the lady's hand, almost cradling it - most people would be afraid of such a Pokemon, but she thought it was adorable in the pictures she'd seen, and she was fully aware of the risks involved in raising a poison/water type. She pressed the button and watched her new partner form, pulling at her pokecard quickly to make sure everything was right - seeing everything she'd asked for, she handed over the rest of what she owed for the brilliant Pokemon in front of her. "She's perfect, thank you." She recalled the Pokemon quickly enough - this wasn't an appropriate place for more than just a peek, in her mind, so she'd give a proper greeting soon enough. Her business done, she left quickly - there was no reason for her to linger, after all.

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The next time that the Mareanie left her pokeball, Kat was near a small creek in a forest. She watched as the Mareanie looked around, evaluating her new position in life, then way way up at her new keeper - she couldn't help the tiny smile that formed on her face at the glimpse of the Mareanie's face that she got before her tentacle-hair thing shifted enough to hide it. Either Mareanie was protesting her new living arrangements, or the Pokemon was shy - she didn't know enough about the Pokemon to be sure, really, but was glad to note that it didn't seem too bothered to be out of the water. She knew that some water-types had problems out of water - she was hoping that this wasn't one of them.

"Nice to meet you, Mareanie. I'm sorry for however you were caught, but I'm honestly glad to have you join my team." The Mareanie didn't move, and Kat couldn't help the tiny frown on her face - she was glad that the Pokemon was blocking her face, as that meant she couldn't see Kat's face, but it also meant that Kat couldn't see Mareanie's, either. "Do you mind if I give you a name to call you, or would you prefer being called mareanie?"

"Not like it matters, human, you're the boss now." Kat was surprised at the venom in the Mareanie's voice, then realized she should have expected it - she was more appreciative than ever that she had a psychic amulet, else she might have heard acceptance in the Pokemon's voice instead of the anger that was really being expressed.

"I don't..." Kat paused, thinking her words through carefully. This Pokemon wasn't like her others - wouldn't cave with shows of love or care like they did. She was a hunter, one used to travelling the shores on her own and taking care of herself, who feasted on other Pokemon like they were delicacies. "I know you can take care of yourself," she started cautiously, her voice lowered, as she sat on the ground - making her easier to see for such a small Pokemon, and hopefully making herself seem less of a threat. She wasn't the best at this kind of thing, but she had to make an attempt to make things right with the new addition to her team. "I don't want you to think of me as your boss unless you want to - I'm trying to form a partnership with a team, not trying to set myself above all of you."

Mareanie uncurled her tentacle-hair, and looked up at her new owner with a glare. She clearly had some strength of self and mind - as she quickly realized that the human could understand her. "Be that as it may, you are the boss whether I like it or not. Human, I don't care who you are. You give me orders, I choose to obey or not, it doesn't matter. I will watch, I will wait, and I will make the decision whether you are worth it or not. Don't try and honey me with pretty words - it won't work, I don't care. Show me that you're worth more than other humans, and I will obey in battle. Outside of battle, feed me and keep me healthy, and maybe I'll like you, maybe I won't." The Mareanie's words were edged with venom, and at the end, she spat a glob of a poison so toxic it started eating through the grass it touched - a silent warning of the danger Kat found herself in, in dealing with this specific Pokemon.

Kat realized that there really wasn't much to be done, for now, and dug through her pack in search for something she'd bought recently. Mareanie weren't known for their ability to attack using water, but she was hopeful that the Pokemon would appreciate the item she'd bought - ah, there it was: the Sea Incense she'd bought during a visit to a nearby market. "I understand your hesitance, Mareanie, and I won't push - but here, hold on to this for me? I trust in your strength with toxins and poisons, but I thought we'd both appreciate you having a little bit of a boost with your secondary typing - water can be useful in its own way, you know." Mareanie scoffed, but grabbed the Sea Incense and tucked it away, eyeing the human in front of her blandly.

"Along with that...I gift you the name of Makaria." Mareanie seemed to evaluate the worth of the name, before finally nodding - with that, she had yet another member of her team settled. Mareanie could be a powerhouse under the right sort of circumstances, if not the most speedy of Pokemon, and would someday be an invaluable part of her team...if she could worm her way into her heart, anyways.

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Congrats on your new Mareanie! She's been added to your profile.

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Gaea the Sandshrew

She dug through the sand, enjoying the movement of the ground through her claws, enjoying the fact that this was comfortable, that this felt like home. The desert was a harsh place to live - always had been, always would be - but it was her home. She was built to live out here, built to survive in the always-hot environment.

She didn't need much to eat, and required even less food to keep herself healthy - both of which were good, in her eyes, as it meant she could dig and dig and then dig some more, uncaring of the fact that her tunnels collapsed behind her thanks to the sand. It meant that she could spend a good deal of her time underground, enjoying the cooler sands well beneath the surface, and wasn't disturbed by any wanderers. She didn't have to worry when humans were nearby - it was easy enough for her to simply dig down deep enough to make it not worth the effort in following her.

One thing she hadn't counted on - hadn't realized, for that matter - was that she was in some sort of large Pokemon reserve. Her parents' parents, at the very least, had been brought here a long time ago once they were no longer deemed useful to their trainers; memories and stories that had passed down had already been deemed fanciful and mythical. They saw few humans - more often, they saw other Pokemon, or they saw nobody at all. The desert wasn't easy to survive unless one was built specifically for it.

One day, though, she got a little too curious for her own good. It was a rare time that a human was exploring near their home, only she was the only one of her small group still at home at that time. The rest were digging or off getting food or water, and a human had wandered nearby and seemed to be looking for something. She thought she'd been quiet, sneaky - only to be surprised when some sort of flash went off. Quickly enough, despite her efforts to fight, darkness overcame her vision.

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When she saw light again, she found herself in a cage. She called out in surprise, worry, and quite a bit of shock - and the human she had been stalking, had been following, showed their face. They looked strange to her. They were clearly far too soft and vulnerable to survive in the desert for long, and they covered their body with some strange sort of covering. At first, when it talked to her, she understood nothing of what it was trying to say; over time, she came to realize it was trying to communicate with her.

It took a long time for her to understand the words it tried to say, and even then, she'd only started to really learn when the human decided to take a chance and let out another Pokemon she didn't recognize. It introduced itself and explained that the human had caught her to sell her - something she didn't understand for a long time, and once she did, she resented the human for wanting something like that of her. Yes, she was a little bit stronger than some of the others she knew, but they all had their quirks - that didn't mean she was a belonging to be traded away when a human felt like it!

Eventually, she became resigned to her fate - she could see no way to escape it, after all. The human had thought against her ability to dig, making sure her cage was either not touching the ground - or placed on solid rock, something she couldn't dig through no matter how much she tried. The Pokemon released to explain the way of things now changed often, as did their surroundings - the human travelled often, from what she was told, and his range extended far and wide. The reason the Pokemon kept changing, though, was because the human was never satisfied with what he already had - he kept finding "better" Pokemon, Pokemon that were stronger or rarer or whatever. It made her glad that she was being kept to be sold, though - who knew where she'd end up if she was actually one of his, instead of being kept as a tradable good.

No matter where they went, nobody seemed to want a Sandshrew - stronger than average though she may be. Slowly but surely, she could tell that this annoyed the human - she had been with him the longest, long enough to see the human actually age and grow weary of travel. Eventually, he seemed to give up on selling her; she was in a pokeball more and more often, until one day all she ever seemed to know was the darkness.

One day, she was released - and she didn't see the human, this time. She saw a lot of other Pokemon, though, and recognized some of them - had spoken with some of them. Looking around, she saw other humans, and couldn't help but wonder what had happened. No matter who she approached and asked, though, she could find no answer. Instead, the entire group of them kind of ended up huddling together, sharing warmth and comfort with each other. Every single one of them had been ripped from their homes and shared similar stories of being up for sale time and time again, placed in cages they couldn't escape.

Over time, the humans that had released them from the darkness told them that they were some sort of Pokemon Rescue Group - or something of the sort. They had all been rescued from a home that was assumed to be abandoned by the owner - some of her comrades said that the human had been ancient the last time they saw them, and she wondered if the human hadn't just up and died from old age, letting his home fall into obscurity until they were all found by chance. Each and every Pokemon there was given a choice: to be let go back into the wild, where they would get a second chance at life away from humans, or to go to different shops around the Region with a high likelihood of being sold.

It was carefully explained that if they chose the latter, that all the money gained would go back into the rescue and conservation efforts of groups like theirs, but she didn't care so much about that. What she cared about was the chances of her finding her way back to where she came from, if she chose freedom. However, what she hadn't taken into account was how long she'd been in captivity.

When she finally got around to asking...

It had been years.

Even if she did make it back...what would the point be? Her family-group moved a lot - it was in their blood, she'd been told, to not stick to one place for long. They enjoyed moving, as the more often they moved, the more often new rooms needed to be dug out. Digging was their hobby, something they were good at and enjoyed doing. Who was to say they'd be anywhere near where they had been, when she'd been captured? She wondered with a sting of resentment, how much of that time had been lost in pokeball - they were known for keeping Pokemon in a sort of suspended state, stuck in place until they were let out once more.

So no, freedom for the chance of going back home was out, as her home had been with her family-group, and she had no way to track them down even if she managed to find her way back to where she'd been caught.

That left freedom for the sake of freedom, or being sold off to keep organizations like the one that had rescued her open. She'd sighed, shook her head, and resigned herself to her original fate: she'd put up with being sold at one of those shops, for the hope of some other poor Pokemon out there getting out of a situation like this and back home.

She knew full well that not all Pokemon caught by humans ended up like she had, but at the same time, she resigned herself to being stuck indoors, away from the sands and heat she so adored. It just...without a family-group, it wasn't worth the effort of keeping herself alive in the wild just to be able to dig. At least this way...if she stayed...she'd have guaranteed food and shelter.

-

The Pokemon Shoppes around the region were a hell of a lot more accommodating to the Pokemon being sold than the human that had caught her had been. Not only were the Pokemon not kept in cages - as long as no fights broke out, they were kept out of their pokeballs, as well. At least she could be reasonably certain that she wouldn't lose time again like she had before.

This did mean, of course, that it was quite noisy in the buildings pretty much constantly. She wasn't sure how the humans could put up with the noise level - she barely could herself, and she could at least understand what was being said between the Pokemon. Most of the time, she spent her days resting to one side of the room, watching the other Pokemon have fun - she rarely joined in, content to spend her days watching. That's not to say she didn't get any exercise - she just didn't see much point in socializing, when all of them would just be sold off to different humans.

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