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 Edith, The work of an Order Rogue and her team
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 Posted: Apr 13 2016, 11:35 PM
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Sometime, somewhere along Route 4

"You know, we really should have paid more attention when I asked for directions," Edith said softly to Abaddon, who slithered beside his trainer. "All I remember, was middle of Route Four - luckily, I've got this map that tells me we're in the right area, supposedly..." She shook her head and glanced around, seeing no signs of the ranch just yet.

Human needs to prepare better, like usual... Abaddon just slithered on beside his trainer, eyeing the surroundings and every so often flicking out his tongue to scent the area. At least she was keeping him out, this time - usually he was kept in his pokeball. Something about scaring the locals...

"Oh, wait - there's a marker ahead. Maybe it says something about the ranch?" Excited, she ran to examine the wooden stake at the side of the road - and was disappointed to find that it was a grave marker, nothing special. She sighed and continued down the Route from Fough Place; at least she was confident that they hadn't passed it, yet. At least, if she had, there had been no marker saying "head this way."

It took another hour or three before they finally slogged their way to the ranch, both moving much slower than before out of tiredness - it was a long walk, from Fough Place to this ranch, but Edith was hoping it would be worth it. She was after a second Pokemon, after all, and this place apparently sold them. Surprisingly enough though, it was only around midday - she had been so excited after hearing about this ranch, that she'd left at the crack of dawn on this trip.

It's nice having a good stretch, but sometimes being in the pokeball is nicer... Abaddon complained, hissing softly. He didn't attempt to go into his ball though, too happy to be outside of it for now. As his human entered the ranch's main building, he slithered beside her, tasting the air and all the new scents along with it.

"Gentle with the scaring thing, Abaddon," Edith said softly to her Seviper. "I don't want you to accidentally scare one of the horses and get kicked." He looked up at her with a snake-frown, which she missed, but hissed out something that might have been affirmative. Fine, but only because it means I won't be hurt...

"Welcome to Shooting Star Acres, the best place to buy a Pokemon mount!" a voice called out, startling both human and snake. Abaddon hissed softly, but made an effort not to scare the human - he'd sorta-promised, after all. "My name's Isabel, is there something I can help you folks with?" A red-haired cowgirl-looking lady stepped into the room, cheerfully greeting both Edith and her Seviper, not looking twice at the poison-snake Pokemon.

"I uh- I was hoping to buy a mount, Isabel," Edith said nervously, hands clenched together. "All I've got right now is my Abaddon here, and I was hoping to get a second partner..."

"Well, we sell Ponyta, Blitzle, Rapidash, and Zebstrika here - from what I see of you two though, you probably don't have a ton of money so Rapidash and Zebstrika are probably out." Isabel hummed a moment, tilting her head. "Did you want one of our saddle-broken mounts or did you want to train that part yourself?"

Edith hesitated, then dug in her pack. There was this coupon she'd gotten somehow, she wasn't entirely sure where...aha! "I uh, what will this get me? I know it's not the Pokemon itself - but what would it get me in terms of gear?" She held out the piece of paper, which Isabel snatched (in the most gentle way she could). Abaddon hissed again, softly, not sure he liked this new person much - but again, had promised to behave himself.

"Well, aren't you a lucky dear!" She beamed a smile at Edith, then waved her over. "This little coupon will earn you a full set of our standard gear - harness, saddle, saddlebag, even a bridle. That's a deal worth at least 350 gold on its own!" She waved at the hooks on the wall, where an assortment of riding gear rested. Edith breathed a sigh of relief, knowing her gold supply was rather limited.

"I heard that a saddle-broken Ponyta should run me about 500 gold, is that right?" she said a tiny bit of hesitation. Abaddon looked up at his human curiously - this was a tone he hadn't really heard before, not from her, and it surprised him. He rubbed his head against her side, and was reassured when she pat his head gently - there was nothing wrong, then.

"Looking for one of our young ones then - you heard correctly, that's about what they start at usually. Takes us a bit to train them to take the saddle, see, and we can't breed up too many - takes a toll on the parents, between the hazards of creating the egg and then having to give them up." She looked out a back window sadly, then shook her head. "Well, let's go take a look then, see if we can't get you matched with one!"

They headed out to the stables then, passing by a couple of yards where Rapidash were grazing, or where Ponyta or Blitzle were being trained. Looking at one yard where it seemed a Blitzle was being trained to take a saddle, she was glad she could spring for a saddle-broken one - the ranch-hand out there attempting to teach the Blitzle barely dodged out of the way of attacks, and she definitley didn't want to experience that first-hand.

"It's a good thing you can afford a slightly better mount, seeing as you're also getting the riding gear with that coupon," Isabel said conversationally, as they neared the stable. "Otherwise, it can be a hell of a trip - saddle-breaking Ponyta is difficult enough for a trained professional, let along a Handler on her own."

"Yeah, I uh...can see that." Edith winced as she saw a rider thrown from the back of the mount he was training, and turned to follow Isabel instead of continuing to watch. Abaddon stuck close to her, hissing softly, not wanting to get anywhere near those Pokemon - young though they likely were, they were still clearly dangerous. Edith would do her best to protect him though, he was sure, even if that best wasn't super great as she was a human...

"Usually they don't get more hurt than broken bones and the like - haven't had a death in years," Isabel said this in a reassuring manner, but Edith still gulped - definitely glad she could afford the extra effort! Soon, they were both inside the stable, and the sounds of resting horses surrounded them, along with the scent of dung and straw. Edith noticed Abaddon scent the air a few times, then stop for a while - it likely tasted awful, even for a poison-type Pokemon.

"We've got...I wanna say, three Ponyta in right now that might meet your requirements, and be steady enough to not be spooked by your first partner there," Isabel said smoothly, stepping further in. Edith followed closely, looking from side to side as Ponyta and Blitzle stomped feet nervously thanks to Abaddon slithering at her side. Usually around here, it's rare to have such a large snake around - as you can see, our mounts can spook easy."

Eventually they slowed to a stop towards the back of the stables, where three doors were. The Ponyta in these three specific stables didn't stomp nervously in Abaddon's presence, though one did snort in alarm when it first saw him. He used Edith as a sort of climbing pole to peek over the door to that one, curious. Edith let him, knowing his curiosity - luckily, she'd thought to brace herself for the weight of the pokemon as soon as she first felt him climbing her.

The Ponyta eyed the snake with a sort of startled look, then calmed and curiosity took over. It poked its head out of the stable to get a better look at the humans and the giant snake, and stared unblinking as Abaddon shifted to get a better sight of the horse-like Pokemon in front of it. Just before the noses of each Pokemon touched, the Ponyta snorted again, playfully, and Abaddon hissed directly in its face.

Bring it on, little Seviper.

I like this one, human, buy this one.

From the exchange, and the unflinching nature of both the Ponyta and the Seviper, Edith got the hint - this would be the Ponyta she'd purchase today. She scratched Abaddon on the head and reached out her other hand to the Ponyta, who snuffled it curiously - then licked it. Edith chuckled quietly, and pat the side of the Ponyta's face. "I'll take this one," she said with a gentle smile. "It'll be the perfect second partner of mine."

With that, Isabell opened the door and escorted the Ponyta, Seviper, and human out, making sure to grab the Ponyta's pokeball along the way. As they walked, Abaddon slithered onto Ponyta's back - the better to bond with, he said (though nobody understood him save Ponyta). Edith let him, knowing the two Pokemon needed to pretty much introduce themselves, and knowing that Abaddon would be able to warn Ponyta of the more...dangerous aspects of living with her.

Back in the main house, the paperwork was taken care of. It didn't take too long - the longest part was getting all that riding gear into her pack, to be honest, and learning how to put it on and take it off of Ponyta. With her pack heavier and her coin purse much lighter, Edith trekked out of Shooting Star Acres with a new friend...one who she decided on a whim to name Azazel. She trekked back to Fough Place on foot, despite having just bought a mount, with both of her Pokemon out of their pokeballs, talking to each other - Abaddon on Azazel's back still.

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{Removed 500 gold for the saddle broken ponyta, as well as the SSA gear coupon. Azazel is now in Edith's party!}

This was a pleasant little scene to enjoy and it definitely introduced Abaddon's personality well. You executed his uncertainties with his handler along with the beginnings of his trust in her beautifully. I think she's done well in trying to bond with her pokemon for all that she can't hear his comments - which I loved. I do believe it warrants another happiness level, for his presence and interaction in the scene.

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The Sneaky Snake


First time

Sneaky sneaky sneaky~ Abaddon hissed softly as he slid along quietly, moving quickly yet nearly silently. He scented pretty much ever inch as he slid forward, keeping his senses open and aware of everything he could around him. He was on the hunt, though he intended no damage to the one he hunted. It was more to prove a point, than anything else, and if it was fun too, well all the better. He hissed a quiet laugh as he slithered along, catching up to the one he hunted. He might be large, and he might be imposing - but he knew how to sneak as well as any other creature, perhaps even better given his abilities.

Once in position under a table, he lay in wait, knowing from previous excursions that his prey would be along soon. He curled up, waiting patiently, scenting the air and smelling his target coming closer and closer, apparently completely unaware of his presence. He hissed very very softly, anticipatory, and was amused when his quarry's legs came into sight and sat at the table he was curled under. Good, good, so unaware... He was patient, he could take his time. It was more fun that way, after all, being there well before actually scaring the target, yet not being seen.

It took about ten or fifteen minutes until his prey had settled fully, intent on the food directly in front of her. She may have been alert still, it was hard to tell - but he was patient and there was plenty of other things for her to pay attention to other than the possible presence of something maybe or maybe not under her table. It was her own fault, he thought as he waited, for letting him have free reign today, not keeping him in his pokeball.

She knew this was one of his hobbies, he was sure, and so even as he oh-so-slowly peeked his head over the table beside her, he felt no remorse as he nudged her hand and watched her jump like a mile in the air, knocking over her mug and everything.

"Abaddon!" she eventually said to his smug form once she calmed down a bit and righted her mug, reaching out and scratching his head in the way he knew she knew he liked. He hissed in a mixture of pleasure and amusement, even as he watched another human come over with a rag and start wiping up the mess.

He didn't even care as he watched his trainer smooth things over with the stranger, handing over a bit more coin to make up for the oops and make sure she was still welcome. It was all worth it, he decided as his trainer let him wrap around her, soaking in her warmth. He was just glad that she had the strength to let him do so without dropping him, to be completely honest. You'll learn to love me, human...

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Another time

She'd done it again - given him some time free, out of his pokeball. She was clearly forgiving him for the last time, though he'd done it best to make it clear that it was her own fault for having let him have some time alone. He was glad of the time free though - it was proof, in his mind, that she was growing to realize that he wouldn't just run away at the drop of a hat or anything like that. He wasn't entirely sure, beyond the obvious part of the pokeball calling him back, why he wanted to stay with her yet, but at least she wasn't like abusing him or anything like that.

In fact, besides a few playful pushes, she didn't seem to care what he did. She even approved of it verbally sometimes! Though she did admonish him when he scared people, she didn't actively try and stop him from doing it - she seemed, in fact, as amused by his antics as he himself was. This human understood him on a level he hadn't expected, and he wasn't ready to give that up - though he always made sure to play it off whenever he thought it started to become just a little bit too clear to the human in question.

Which, in fact, led him to his current situation. I'm a sneaky snake, yes I am, and as a sneaky snake I sneak-sneak-sneak~ He reveled in the fact that wild Pokemon in the alleys always seemed to run the other direction when they heard him slithering close, his scenting ability never told a lie, and he could smell the fear from the rodent-like pokemon and even sometimes the cats as they fled. He may not be the biggest, baddest Pokemon around - but they still were wary of him, between his size and his looks and the fact that if they let their guard down too far, why yes, he would gladly eat them.

He hissed in sheer amusement as he watched a small Rattata bolt from one hiding place to another in front of him, doing its best to keep away from the huge snake - lucky for it, he wasn't hungry, but he still found great amusement in the fear of others. So when it finally found an out, he didn't follow it, too intent on his original destination and nowhere near hungry enough. His human kept him fed well enough, and when she didn't, just a few moments of her not watching was usually plenty for him to get a fresh meal.

He neared her sleeping-place and slowed, hissing softly to himself. Here I come, ready or not... He nudged the door open, glad that his human hadn't felt the need to trap it this night, and pushed it closed once more with his tail, careful to keep the movement nice and slow and quiet as he could. She didn't seem to notice a thing as she lay on her bed, dead asleep as far as he could tell (or smell).

He made next to no noise as he approached, mentally humming to himself, pausing every couple of feet to scent the air and listen for any sort of disturbance - none, good. He slithered closer, foot by foot, pausing more often the closer he got - patience, patience - and stopped once he was mere inches from a hand dangling over the edge, waiting to see if she was going to react to his presence before doing anything more.

Besides shifting on her bed and pulling that hand in closer, she didn't do a thing. So quietly as he could, he slithered until his head was directly in front of hers, though also making sure it wouldn't hurt if he had to stay in that position for a while, his own body curling up to act like a sort of mix of a brace and a stand for the position. He would sit and stare as long as it took - it wasn't like he needed to blink, after all, and small shifts could be made as necessary if he started to cramp up.

"Gods, Abaddon!" He hissed out in laughter eventually, when she woke up, noticed, and jumped back in surprise - it had totally been worth it, to get his spot in her bed. Warmth was wonderful, and always welcome - so long as it wasn't the burning sort, that kind of warmth was bad.

You love it, you know it...

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Yet another time

It was getting harder and harder, Abaddon thought, to sneak up on his human, which made him proud and annoyed him just a little bit. It was harder and harder to sneak up on her, and he knew it was entirely his fault, but he still enjoyed the effort he needed to put in. This time, he was more aiming to rejoin her - if he startled and/or scared her in doing so, he wouldn't mind. Sneak sneak sneak. Today's sneak sneak sneak. Tomorrow's sneak sneak sneak. Always sneak sneak sneak~

He slithered through holes seemingly not large enough for him to squeeze through, but he managed without losing a single scale - it took some doing at times, to squeeze his entire bulk through some of the holes, but it was worth it. It was so totally worth it, especially when he got to the other side and some poor little creature (and occasionally person) was startled and either jumped or fled. And occasionally they would at least yelp, or sometimes scream, though he was always well away before they could react more than that.

He was glad that he could startle his human, he thought as he continued on his way, and not have things thrown at him or anything like that, nor put into his pokeball for weeks on end as punishment. Pokeballs were boring, after all, and he couldn't scare things in there - just eternally stay and think and wonder what was going on outside. He hated pokeballs, and did his best to stay out of them, and not just because he couldn't get any exercise but also because they were just so boring to be inside.

He'd met some Pokemon that had liked pokeballs in the past, and just totally couldn't wait to get away from them the moment he heard them start to praise pokeballs. Universally they were boring, uninteresting Pokemon. Ambivalence towards pokeballs was one thing - but actually liking them was something totally different, and in his opinion that just meant that he didn't want to know any Pokemon that actually liked being trapped in a ball and kept in that ball more than being let out.

He shook his head as he scented the air again, letting the thought fall to the side as he could tell he was getting closer and closer to his target. His human was walking down a street at the moment, and he was tailing her (though to the side), waiting for an opportune moment to strike out and scare her. Of course scaring her wasn't necessary, but it would be a bonus if he could manage it.

He waited until she was involved in discussing something with a merchant, then slithered forward quietly, weaving between people, staying low and doing his best to keep from startling anyone. He was certain he'd succeeded at that part at least - he didn't hear any yelps or screams as he made his way over to his human, nor any barking or hissing or screeching of Pokemon noticing him. So when he came up, coiled himself, and nudged her leg - he was slightly disappointed when all she did was reach down and scratch his head. "Heya Abaddon, my friend."

His human had learned, by now, that this was just something he did - and at least so far, was no longer startled by him. He leaned against her and into her touch anyways though, soaking up her warmth and taking some amount of comfort from it. You learn quickly, my human...

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So cute! Sneaky snake <3 also that sneaky snek picture was the greatest thing ever I cannot stop staring at it. Aghhh so cute.

Okay down to the stuff you care about! Enjoyable read, no doubt. And Abaddon is so fun, I never knew he had such a playful side to him. There were a couple of comma splices you might want to watch out for but other than that, well done. In this case I believe Abaddon deserves two happiness bars! I'll even add a sneaky-sneaky note with it (; I look forward to reading more about these two.

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As they sauntered in the dark of night, carefully picking their way through the marshes around Cypwater Point with the help of Azazel's fire as a light source, they heard the flapping of wings - then something attacked, in a ball of claws and wings and fury. Edith fended it off as best as she could, falling off Azazel in the process. She hit the ground and barely managed to keep her wind, rolling to the side as the ball of fury and anger attacked again. She had no clue what was attacking her, not having a chance yet to see it, but she wasn't completely helpless in such a fight.

Azazel, despite being surprised from the sudden attack, sent out a burst of blue wisps of flame. They went towards the flying ball of anger, causing whatever it was to squawk in a mixture of surprise and even more anger, then a bit of confusion. It circled around the two for a few moments, then darted in again when it felt the pain of the fire in its veins. Squawking in anger, it flew in and attempted to harry Edith again - but as it flew close, Azazel countered with an intense blast of fire.

It seemed to absorb the heat, yet kind of fell from the air from the impact - Edith managed to catch the tiny creature, whatever it was, and finally had a chance to see what it was. She was shocked to see a little Noibat there, slightly smaller than the average size, looking dazed as far as she could tell. Azazel snorted and moved forward to see the little Pokemon better, and Edith eyed her warily before shifting to show Azazel the small Pokemon. Azazel snorted again and eyed it carefully, assessingly. ”You attacked my human, I don’t trust you.”

Where mama, I want mama! It started to struggle then, to get away from Edith’s gently grasping arms. Edith, not understanding what it was saying, spoke soft nonsense, trying to soothe the small Pokemon. Where mama! It paused in its struggling, and Edith pulled it closer, humming softly and gently. The tiny Pokemon didn't fight it, caught in remembering what it couldn't just moments before. Mama attacked, mama hurt!

It clung to Edith with that realization, a mixture of fear and sadness overtaking it. Mama...mama dead? it wailed, and Edith held it close as it started to cry. Want mama, why mama…want mama now, not later! It tried to struggle free, but Edith kept holding it close, wanting to give it a physical comfort that it didn't exactly want that particular moment.

Azazel, before she really realized what she was doing, had walked towards it and her trainer, and looked on it with kinder eyes than before. "You lost your mama, little one?" It looked up at her with a gaze so full of fear and sadness (and a touch of lingering confusion), even Azazel couldn't fault it for having attacked moments before. "Will you tell me what happened?"

We...we were sleeping in one of those twisty-trees, in the swamps. Mama...she always had us sleeping where we were hidden from sight - just in case, she always said. She...she was afraid of humans, especially the ones who came out at night. It stopped for a moment, shifting uncomfortably in Edith's arms until it was finally comfortable, nestled warmly against her armor, wings tucked in. Its head rested against her chest as it thought, unconsciously seeking comfort and warmth from her. We - tonight was special, mama said. We were gonna hide real well, she promised, and we'd - we'd stay up late, telling stories. Its breath hitched, lost in memories.

"Then you were attacked, weren't you?" Azazel moved closer, both to hear the Noibat easier, and to possibly give both her human and the Noibat some of her warmth. Edith eyed Azazel warily, concerned that the fire horse would attack the baby Noibat again, but didn't move back. To attack the Noibat at that moment would hurt her too, and she was reasonably sure that the fire horse didn't want that.

Mhm, Noibat nodded slightly, rubbing its head into Edith's armored shirt. Edith rubbed its side gently - it shifted uncomfortably for a moment before realizing that the touch was actually...it was soothing. It settled down again, head resting against Edith's chest, one eye watching the fire-horse carefully. We were just getting to the good part in her story of a battle she'd had, when she stopped speaking, and hushed me when I tried to ask what was wrong. She - she then got this scared look on her face, and yelled at me to run, to fly as fast as my wings could carry me, to - to get away safely. It shuddered in remembered fear and pain. It - something was flying, chasing me, and it did something to me that confused me and made me fly faster, and then it stopped chasing me. I - well, in my confusion I thought you were them. That - that if I attacked, mama would be safe and we could be together again now instead of later.

"Is your mama - is she a Noibat too?" As the baby Noibat did a mixture of shaking its head and nodding, Azazel tilted her head to the side just a little. "Yes and no - was she a Noivern, then?" Noibat nodded, and Azazel understood then. Noibat were rare enough, but a Noivern? That...was a prize not many would pass on, especially in the wilds like it sounded like they had been. "Why - why do you say see her later?" The words were chosen carefully, as Azazel didn't want the Noibat to get all hysterical again, but even so the Noibat shifted nervously.

Mama...mama always said, that when we leave each other...when we die...we'd meet again, one day way in the future, it said quietly, and Azazel had to lean in to understand. Most of the conversation was completely over Edith's head, but she knew it was getting serious (and potentially sad). Noibat rubbed its head against Edith's armor, finding comfort in the warmth it could feel behind the leather. I… It paused, seeking the right words and trying not to break down and cry again. Some part deep in me, it...doesn't. It, believes I'll never see mama again. It paused again, breath hitching slightly in an attempt to not cry. But...but I keep hoping, I must keep hoping. Mama, mama wouldn't want me to - to think… It buried its head in Edith's chest then, not wanting to continue speaking, not wanting to think it would never see mama again.

Azazel stepped forward again, this time close enough to gently nuzzle against the Noibat. Noibat swung around quickly and clung to the muzzle of the fire-horse, surprising her - but her gaze softened quickly, and she pushed gently against the Noibat, offering it the comfort it clearly sought. Edith, too, held the Noibat close, and rubbed Azazel's neck comfortingly and gratefully. She had no clue what was going on, not really, but knew that Azazel had helped calm down the Noibat, and gotten at least part of the story out of it. More...more could come later, she decided, as the Noibat slowly let go of Azazel, tucked itself firmly and comfortably against Edith's chest, and started to fall asleep.

"We've gotta take care of the little one, human." There was no compromise in Azazel's tone, something Edith had become accustomed to in her fire-horse. Even still, she blinked at the Ponyta, looking between her and the little Noibat cutely in her arms. "It's lost its mama, likely to poachers - we can find out more later, when it's calmed down and slept some. But we must take care of it, it'll only get killed out there." She eyed the darkness around them suspiciously, as though something would come out and nab the little Pokemon if she wasn't vigilant. She snorted and pawed at the ground, as though just daring something to try.

"That's surprising, coming from you," Edith teased gently, and reached out to touch her muzzle. "But just from what little I overheard - I didn't want to let it go anyways, once I saw what it was. With it so young...it's...it's little, it's young, it's not ready for the world on its own. You wouldn't mind?" As an answer, Azazel snorted in disgust, nudging against her. Obviously not, then. She pulled out one of her few remaining more-powerful balls, hoping the Noibat wouldn't mind too much. She watched as the ball rocked side to side in her loose grasp, before resting, silent - the catch had been a success. With Noibat now secured on her team, she felt that it was safer for it - as long as it stayed fairly nearby, it would be safe from people trying to take it from her. She released it again, and couldn't help but smile when it immediately crawled back into her arms, got comfy, and fell asleep. For its own sanity, she'd keep it out - even if it would make life harder for her. Everyone wanted a dragon of their own, after all, and half-dragon was usually good enough - but she'd love to see them try, see the look on their faces when she rode in on her fire-horse to save the half-dragon from their clutches.

Azazel, Edith, and now the little Noibat continued on for a time in the dark, until Edith felt they had traveled far enough to rest relatively safely for the night. The entire time, she kept the Noibat tucked close - every time she tried to shift it away, to let it sleep elsewhere, it whimpered and started to either cling or shift around to wakefulness, so for its own sake, she kept it close. It needed its sleep, she knew, especially after the night it had survived - so she held it close, and was glad that it both wasn't bigger, and wasn't heavier. It would have been much worse had it been, say, an Aron or something akin to that.

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Noibat woke to warmth and comfort, and he chirruped in happiness, snuggling into the warm leather he rested against. He lay there for a while, tucked close to the human it had attacked only the night before, thinking hard. It had been his choice to not fight the capture the night before, and he thought about his mama and wondered how she was doing. Had the evil human person killed mama and taken her with him? Would he ever see mama again? Before he realized what he was doing, he was whimpering and huddling close to the human for comfort. She responded by holding him close, and speaking softly to him. She made more sense, somehow, than she had before his sleep - something seemed to help them understand each other, even though he didn't understand what that was.

"Shhh, shhh, little one. It's okay, I'm here - I won't let anyone hurt you," she was saying over and over, soft comforting words like his mama had said to him after a bad nightmare. Her touch wasn't the same as mama's, not as enveloping, but without wings (poor thing, how did she survive without them?), there wasn't much hope of the protective casing his mama had given him. Despite his worries over his mama, he started to calm down - there was enough similarity between the way this human was acting with him, and the way his mama had comforted him before, that he couldn't help but feel comforted. Sure, she didn't have wings - but she knew how to use the arms she did have, to rub his back and hold him close. Her voice vibrated differently than mama's, seeming both bigger and smaller than mama's, but in tone it was so similar that it almost hurt to hear, yet also comforted that much more.

"There, there - that's better, isn't it?" the human said to him, and he snuffled and dug his head harder against the human's leathers. He smelled her, and was comforted by the kinder scents he could smell - leather, of course, and sweat, and something sweet and kind underneath. She smelled like a protector - like what he always thought his father had smelled like, even though he'd never known the man. Mama had told him that his papa had been caught early on in his life, but he couldn't remember it - he'd been an egg still, she had told him, and told him of how brave papa had been in keeping the two of them safe in the cave they'd been living in as a nesting ground. Humans had killed papa, too - and now, they'd gotten mama.

But...this human seemed different, somehow. She smelled nice, not covered in death and fear like the other human had. Her Pokemon, that Ponyta that had been out before - she hadn't scolded it for being bold, or for talking to him, or anything. Mama had told him stories of the Hunters, those who had taken his papa, or killed him, or something - mama always got sad there, and refused to talk more about it. But she'd told him the Hunters made the Pokemon they caught obey out of fear, not out of love, and that if he ever caught scent or sound of that fear, to fly away as fast as possible. It was a Bad Thing, he knew, to scent that fear - but this human, she didn't smell of fear or anger or hatred. She had a gentle smell that reminded him of an ocean, or maybe a very large lake. She was calm, he knew, but that calm could be deadly if disturbed just right.

She was...she was offering him care, and he knew he wouldn't see mama for a long, long time. Mama had been killed, or captured, or whatever the Hunters did to the Pokemon they were after - and it would be pure luck if he ever saw her again. But this human here, she smelled nice and sounded even nicer, and he felt protected in her arms, staying close to her. Could she...could she be a temporary mama? No, not mama. Mama was mama, and that would never change. He snuggled close, thinking hard, comforted when the human wrapped her arms - not wings, because she was human and humans didn't have wings - around him, and started to hum softly. The gentle vibration was soothing, as was the noise, as he thought harder than he could ever remember thinking.

"...mommy?" He said hesitantly, and was startled when both the humming and the walking stopped. He stilled, tense and worried that he'd done something wrong.

"What - what did you call me, little one?"

"It...we only met before sleeptime," he said shyly, not looking up at her face even though he knew she wanted him to. "But...you protector-person now. I call...I can call you mommy?"

He knew that the human-person likely wouldn't respond right away, that she'd likely take a while to reply, but human-person startled him by squeezing him tight with her arms. He cried out in shock, not expecting it, and human-person immediately loosened her grip and rubbed his back gently.

"Sorry - sorry! I suppose you've never been - never been hugged by someone without wings before, huh?" He peered up at her face then, and saw the happiness and surprise and wonder in her face. At least, that's what he thought he saw - it could have been hatred and anger, but she didn't sound mad or anything. He didn't know how to read humans well, after all...she could have any emotion across her face, and he wouldn't know the difference. But going off the way her voice sounded, he went for happy-wonder.

"I just - yes, little one. You can call me mommy, if you want to - but...there's a catch." Mommy's eyes sparked with something, but he wasn't sure what. He tilted his head to the side, wordlessly asking what the catch was. "Can I - that is, the catch is...I can call you Samael." A...name? This...this was new. He wasn't sure what to do with the information, and Mommy squeezed him tight, though with gentler arms this time. "Think about it if you need to, little one-" He cut her off by pressing his body into hers, his tiny form's version of a hug - he couldn't wrap his wings all the way around her, after all, but he was happy nevertheless. A name! Mama hadn't given him one, had said that with just the two of them, it wasn't necessary. It wasn't likely they would run into another Noibat, after all, and if they did - then she'd name him, just to prevent confusion.

"Samael..." Mommy's voice seemed choked with emotion - he was good at hearing emotion, his mama had always said so, but there were too many emotions in that simple word for him to understand. He chirruped softly in a bit of confusion, and was startled as something was pulled out of mommy's pack and handed to him. "Hold on to this for mommy, would you? It'll help you grow big and strong that much quicker, Samael." It was a strange little white egg, which he stared at for a long time before nodding to mommy and carefully taking it from her. He hid it in a fold of skin, where mama had taught him to carry things, and knew it would stay there, safe and sound.

Wordlessly, he pressed himself against her leathers again, and was comforted into a semi-dozing sleep. Mommy would take care of Samael, he knew she would, so he was perfect safe getting in another little nap. It had been an emotional interlude there, after all, and he was feeling a little tired from it. And someday...someday, he vowed he'd see mama again. Even if that day was far, far into the future, and mommy would have to take care of him for a very long time. He'd still see mama again, someday.

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I really enjoyed reading this post, especially since I got to see a side of Azazel that I don’t usually see. The flow of the conversations was very well done, in my opinion, and although it’s hard to do a dev for more than one pokemon at once, I think you did an overall excellent job. One side note though, I was a little confused when Edith couldn’t understand Samael at the beginning but then transitioned into understanding the later conversations.

Onward to rewards! I’ll start with the fire-horse, for the more dramatic change. Azazel will gain 1 happiness bar for working as a team with Edith. I’ve seen a lot of Azazel working for herself, and it’s nice to see her warming up (pun intended) to her handler. Their cooperation is a burgeoning thing, but it seems like it has room to grow. I can see a lot of possibilities for future dev threads! I definitely saw the change in Azazel from her new ability. She does seem more motherly, if in her own way, and I was glad to see that you added a new facet of her personality without changing what you had already established. I feel like there is more work to be done with Flame Body, so I’m not adding that note yet, but I will add a note that she’s Protective of Samael, which she displayed from the moment she realized he was lost and not attacking Edith on purpose.

Now for the adorable little Samael! I will grant 1 happiness bar to Samael for starting to trust Edith, which I think was done really well. He didn’t run to her in his panic, he took a bit of time, but not too much since after all he is still a baby. Some of his speech struck me as a bit more mature than he should be at his age, but I figured that in a traumatic situation he would have more clarity in relaying information. He will also get a note of Thinks Edith is his mommy, mostly from the exchange towards the end, and the way he trusts her - and the capture, even though he’s been taught to distrust captures. I’m fine with giving this note since he is so young and likely to latch onto Edith right away, but it will take a consistent application of loving-kindness to get him to trust her as much as his mama; the poacher plot could be really interesting for that, especially when he gets a bit older. Samael is also holding the Lucky Egg.

I look forward to see what else you do with these two. I hope you keep working on the bond between Azazel and Samael as well; these two can become quite the dynamic pair!

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-Edith, at time of egg-hatching-

First, she'd been planning on how to break into this Order member's house, to play a prank on them - as per Amadan's more-or-less orders. Then suddenly, her concentration was broken as something in her pack started wiggling and a cracking sound was herad - then, the voice in her mind.

*yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn* ...Mother?

It was closely followed by a bit more wiggling, and a pop - as she adjusted how she stood there due to the weight change in her pack, the egg-wet Abra in front of her pressed gently across her mind this sensation of hugeness and a little bit of awake-ness. It felt strange and played with her sense of balance for a moment, making her wobble a bit before catching herself. Amaran started to talk to her, but she lost his words as the Abra reached out with its mind - instead, she stared down at it blankly as it rooted through her memories and found what it was looking for. She could tell, without knowing how, that it was learning all it could about her and its place in the world - and with a sudden start, she knew "it" was a "he". This link, whatever it was - it must go both ways, then, so that as he learned about her, she learned about him.

Some amount of time passed, she wasn't sure how much, while the Abra before her found what it was looking for and learned her manner of speech as well as language in general. It was disorienting and felt like she was a stranger in her own body for however long it took - but she didn't try to fight it, didn't know how to fight it in the first place. Instead she let the newborn root through her mind, knowing that she would have done it at some point anyways - a pure-psychic like this, especially hatched from an egg and raised by her, was too valuable a find to let out of her hands. She felt a twinge of unhappiness as she remembered how hard she had fought to earn the Psychic Amulet that was now more or less useless to her - then a gentle, soothing pat as she was assured by the young psychic-type that there was more to the thing than first appeared, and that he'd help her as best he could to understand what exactly that amulet could do.

Amaran shook her out of the feeling with a gentle poke to the side, and she blinked as she looked over at him - had he been talking the whole time?

Whoops.

She blushed immediately, even as she reflexively popped her ears, and gently recalled the Abra with the knowledge that he would need some time to adjust to having hatched and absorbed so much knowledge. She then turned her attention back to the immediate, and focused back in on the mission at hand - learning more about Asmodeus could come later, after they both had some time to let their brains settle with the new information.

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-Edith, later-

It had been a while since Asmodeus had hatched, and she was certain he'd had enough time to rest up and process what he'd learned - at the very least, she definitely had, and now they could meet properly, face-to-face. She was nervous, though - this was the first step towards what might be something grand, and she didn't want to screw it up and scare the tiny psychic away. After all, it definitely wasn't every day that one got an Abra egg and managed to hatch it - and it seemed that they kind of imprinted themselves on the one who hatched them. It would be useful - but more than that, she wanted to get to know the tiny psychic-type better.

So she shrugged off her nerves as best she could manage, and let the tiny Abra out of its Pokeball. She wasn't surprised when it appeared before her, sleeping - what she'd learned of the creatures during their bit of mind-melding or whatever it was, was that they slept most of the day. Yet, they were still alert and their minds were still active - it was apparently just the physical body that slept. "Asmodeus, right?"

Yep, that's me! The Abra didn't so much as twitch as it spoke, which Edith found odd for all of a moment before shrugging it off - she could feel some strange sort of force from the Abra, and guessed that it was its energy feeling out its surroundings and making sure they were safe. Or at least, not in immediate danger - there wasn't much of real "safety" in her line of work, after all. And you don't have to speak out loud - I can read your surface thoughts easily enough, especially after learning from you as I did after Hatching.

Edith blinked at the thought, tilting her head to the side - perhaps some sort of bond was created at that time? She wasn't sure on the specifics, but Asmodeus didn't seem weirded out by it from what she could tell. In fact, he seemed to take it as a given, rather than something to be learned - had to be useful, knowing stuff like that instinctively.

Well, only a certain amount of it is instincual. As seemed to take a moment to gather his thoughts, and she could almost feel his sense of confusion and brief frustration at the difficulty of getting across his thoughts. To a greater extent, we learn through doing - and then later realize what we're doing. It's like...we know how to do it but we don't know we know how to do it, if that makes sense? He seemed frustrated as he couldn't quite get the right feeling across, but Edith instinctively sent understanding and soothing feelings across the bond they now shared. It's like...like that there, actually. You didn't know you could do that until you did it, right?

Edith blinked as she processed what had happened, and realized that he was telling the truth. This...this would take some getting used to. Not that that was a bad thing, no way! In fact, this would be incredibly useful - especially if she could get her other Pokemon trained up in knowing how to use Asmodeus' power to work together. Of course, he'd need training as well, for control and to learn how to do certain things - but that was okay. They had the time, and she had the patience - this, she was sure, was the beginning of a wonderful partnership.

As far as Edith could tell, especially she shared a few Rare Candies with the tiny Pokemon, Asmodeus was in total agreement - at least, that's what she could feel across their mental bond. It would take some adjustment on both of their parts, though more on her side as she'd never felt as connected to a Pokemon as she did to this one - but she was sure that that was mostly just a side-effect of him being psychic-type. Either way...one day, with As by her side as well as her other Pokemon...they'd be unstoppable.

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Speaking as someone who read the Travels post where Asmodeus hatched, I appreciate seeing this post and really diving deeper into what both of them are thinking and feeling. In terms of your goals, I don’t think I saw enough interaction for a happiness bar quite yet, especially since hatched pokemon start out at higher happiness, but I’ll add a note that says Getting used to Edith to show that he’s more comfortable around her, and they’re beginning to speak more comfortably with each other.

In terms of psychic interaction, I’ll give some points for the aptitude, but pretty few since both Edith and Asmodeus are new to this. Learning together will boost this skill as well as their bond, in my opinion. One thing I want to bring up, though, is that I was unclear about how Edith “instinctively” knew how to transmit feelings to Asmodeus through their beginning bond. That felt like skipping a few steps to me, and I was expecting something like her thinking she has to talk to show her feelings,since she thought she had to talk to communicate at the beginning. I’ll give Edith 3 points for now, considering she hasn’t done it much before, but she is starting to do it with a pure psychic who has a good motive to work with her.

Asmodeus also eats four rare candies and levels up to 5, no new moves. Four candies is generally a lot for one sitting, so he may be a little hyper in the near future (or awake, if that’s what hyper means for an abra) due to this.

Overall a nice intro post, and I look forward to reading more of these two!

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The first time that Abaddon, known sneaky snek, met Samael, baby flying rodent, things went... rather well, all things considered. Abaddon didn't try to eat the baby, at least - though that might have been caused by the slightly overprotective figure of Edith, who, without having to say a word, established that the baby flying rodent-thing was not food. In fact, she hadn't let Samael anywhere near Abaddon until she was certain that fact was well established, no matter how much Samael tried to climb down or Abaddon tried to climb up. She held the too-curious-for-his-own-good Noibat close, careful not to squish the young Pokemon - ignoring his squeaks of protest and the scratches she got as he tried to wiggle free - and kept a close, warning eye on Abaddon.

"I'm just curious, human - not hungry. You do keep me rather well fed, as you know perfectly well by now." Despite the slithery sort of honesty she knew his words conveyed, Edith still held the curious, starting to become furious, Noibat away for a few moments further. She eyed Abaddon, then pet Samael's head, calming both him and herself down - she could trust Abaddon, she knew it, but she couldn't help the fact that she worried about how this meeting would go.

"Mommy, want see!" Noibat was starting to get angry, Edith knew, but he didn't really understand the danger that the rather large snake could pose - but she couldn't keep these two away from each other forever. So she sighed, held the fussy Noibat close in a quick hug, and loosened her grip to free Samael. He almost fell out of her arms, the way he quickly scrambled around to stare, but his claws had him upright once again (even if Edith bore a few more scratches, that was okay, and Noibat was actually showing some modicum of caution by staying with her for once). His eyes were huge as they stared at the Scary Snake and his tail-blade and huge fangs - and he scrambled over Mommy's shoulder, hiding, the moment that Scary Snake moved to get a better look for himself. Edith held herself back, if barely, from melting at the adorable action, even as Abaddon let out his strange hissing-laugh that kept Samael hiding behind her shoulder, trembling in a mixture of fear and embarrassment. That snake was huge and scary!

He didn't see Abaddon and Edith share a look, nor did he hear as the snake somehow silently slithered behind her - but he definitely noticed when the huge scary snake-thing bumped his side, gentle as can be, and didn't laugh at him for jumping and squeaking in surprise, letting go of Edith. A heart-stopping fall later - where he tried to right himself but just couldn't - found him safe as can be, loosely wrapped up in scaly coils; Abaddon had caught him, somehow, and was now keeping him safe from harm. This time, when Big Scary Snake looked at him, there was a sort of gentleness and caring in his eyes that hadn't been there before, even as the Noibat stared up at the Seviper with fear on his face and water in his eyes. And if a few tears were shed, nobody said anything, not even as Abaddon curled reassuringly around Samael and let him cry from relief and being saved. Edith stayed back, watching but letting the two bond - she'd only step in if there was reason to believe that harm would come to one or the other.

"Shh, shh, little hatchling. I've got you, you're safe." Even Edith was surprised at how Abaddon was acting - this was a side of him that she'd never seen before. Was it her influence that caused this? She'd never seen a Seviper with anything approaching parental instincts before, but she supposed that any Pokemon had their secrets - that, and the scene in front of her was too new, too adorable for her to pick on them over it… this time.

"What...what name?" Samael's tears had mostly dried up, but his eyes were still huge even as he snuggled against the warmth of Abaddon's scales, staring wide-eyed and innocent at the face of his rescuer. Whatever fear he'd held before had melted into gratefulness and awe, combined with a young one's innocence of the world and the dangers hidden behind every corner.

"My name is Abaddon, hatchling, what's yours?" Edith couldn't help but admire this new side to her trusted partner in crime - clearly, the snake knew there was a time and place for everything. She wondered for a moment if any of her other Pokemon would believe her if she told them about this meeting - then was brought back to the present as Samael spoke again.

"Mommy call me Samael…" Samael's voice was soft with awe, then he let out a huge cheer - startling both the Seviper and Edith enough for both to jump just a little bit - and rushed from his semi-cradled position to hug the snake around the neck, inches from the huge fangs he'd been afraid of mere moments before. "Thankie, unca Ab'don!"

Abaddon's body tensed for a moment, half suspecting an attack, but in his own snakey way he managed to curl around and rub one of his coils carefully against the relatively tiny bat. "Any time, nephew Samael." The two stayed in that position for a few long moments, before Abaddon pulled the little Noibat away with a few careful shifts of his lengthy body - and positioned the little Noibat, who clung to his body gently, in such a way they could stare at each other's faces. They stared for a few long moments, each taking a measure of the other, before Abaddon spoke once more. "Nephew, little hatchling. Would you like to learn to be sneaky, move quietly, be able to spook people out of nowhere?"

A grin grew on Samael's face then, all the answer that Abaddon needed - it was full of sharp teeth and danger-to-be, if also full of quiet innocence and inexperience. It promised eventual sneakiness and playful scares, and, someday - only a tiny hint of this - a certain amount of dangerous power, to be unleashed on any that threatened their small family.

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I'm sorry but I'm never referring to Abaddon as anything but sneaky snek and Scary Snake ever again.

That aside! A very sweet dev. Samael is absolutely adorable (I'm a sucker for baby talk okay), and Abaddon's nice side is very cute as well. I'd say they definitely have a sort of instantaneous connection, which is understandable considering Samael's age and the circumstances. Also, who knew Abaddon was such a fluffball? This was a very enjoyable read overall (what can I say, I like my fluff).

Now, for the results... Abaddon is getting the note Fluffball around nephew Samael and Samael is getting the note Admires uncle Abaddon. I look forward to seeing how these two grow!

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