The Long Way Home (Obleta RP Thread, Episode 0)

[Lagomorphic writer]

“its food. Can be quite good food as well”
Shadow follows the others entering the sandwich shop

 

[LeapingLichen]

Might as well they figure, "Why not? we need food anyways."
following the group inside as they stare at the koraidon.
"by the way, Israfel right? are you a human by any chance?"

 

[System Error]

Something walks out from the shadows. A Pawniard. It's not about what he looks like: aside from a tiny chip along the length of his horn, he looks simple. It's how he moves. The cold smile. Anyone who can sense wickedness would feel a great one from this Pawniard. Anyone who can sense strength would also know this is not someone to take lightly.

"Fascinating," he says in a much too even tone. He eyes the others. "Now, would you care to explain where this is and why my leader was barred entry?"

 

[FlareTheBlitz]

Blitz froze in his tracks just as he heard the voice of the Pawniard. Fear. That was the word for it.

"Uhhh..." he looked at them while trying to stand his ground. "Umm.. it's a, a flippin'-" He shook the cobwebs out of his head. "We don't know where we are. Best guess is we're in another world. Or timeline. Maybe both." He looked up to the heavens. "Maybe one of us pissed off Diagla."

 

[LeapingLichen]

Something walks out from the shadows. A Pawniard. It's not about what he looks like: aside from a tiny chip along the length of his horn, he looks simple. It's how he moves. The cold smile. Anyone who can sense wickedness would feel a great one from this Pawniard. Anyone who can sense strength would also know this is not someone to take lightly.

"Fascinating," he says in a much too even tone. He eyes the others. "Now, would you care to explain where this is and why my leader was barred entry?"

"And who are you?" Mavlev turns back to face the pawniard, looking back coldly.

 

[System Error]

He accepts Blitz' answer readily. As a hunter, he knew prey. That was not the tone of a liar. He corrects the frightened flame bird. "If it was one, there would be but one here." No, this had the makings of something else.

Then he tilts towards Maglev. "You do not deserve to know," he coolly dismisses before proceeding to pay the Metang as much heed as he feels he needs to: which is none. There was no sense in introductions for someone who did not as much as introduce themselves first.

 

[FlareTheBlitz]

Man, that was rude. Blitz quickly jumped to the Metang's defense. "If you don't tell us your name, then I'm just gonna call you Bubbles," he countered, with both sarcasm and a joking tone.

 

[speckostardust]

"Bubbles does seem like a great name for someone made of knives," Astra says. "I think it's kinda obvious that we don't know what's going on right now."

 

[System Error]

He fires a glare at Blitz. The smile he gives after is even worse. "Bubbles it is then, Delicious Chicken," he says and gives a placeholder name of his own, letting his tongue flit out from his lips briefly. An act, but a convincing one unless you can see his mind.

 

[FlareTheBlitz]

Blitz returned the glare, stubbornly standing his ground. Then after an intense staredown, Blitz suddenly bursts out laughing, but not in a demeaning way, genuine laughing. Maybe it's nerves, maybe it's a coping mechanism, maybe he's finally going insane. Either way, the tension of the situation has been broken. Somewhat.

 

[ShiniGojira]

Her eyelids fluttered open and she blinked. Everything felt dizzy, wobbly like she'd just Her mind was wibbly wobbly and her vision was weird. It was so... black? Like she could barely make out more than just a couple feet.

Was this how darkness looked like? Woah! Someone just walked out of it!

She glanced around. There were Pokémon around her, different shapes, different sizes... Ooh, it looked like some of them were making friends already! The thickness of the air surely meant they were becoming the best of friends!

She flew between the weird metal guy and the small bird. "Hiiii! Hello! It's nice to meet you guys!" she exclaimed, waving her hands with excitement not far too different from a child at a candy store.

He fires a glare at Blitz. The smile he gives after is even worse. "Bubbles it is then, Delicious Chicken," he says and gives a placeholder name of his own, letting his tongue flit out from his lips briefly. An act, but a convincing one unless you can see his mind.

"My name's Fray! Nice to meet you, Bubbles and... Delicious Chicken? That's a weird name." She giggled.

 

[IFBench]

"Hmmmm?" a voice sounded from the sandwich shop. There was the sound of something landing on the ground, before a Noivern stepped out from the building.

Oddly enough, the tip of the Noivern's tail wasn't flesh, but instead metal and gears. A prosthetic of sorts.

"Ah, customers! Don't see a lot of them around this time of day," the Noivern says, a grin forming on their snout. "What kinds of sandwiches would you like?"

 

[FlareTheBlitz]

"Ah, customers! Don't see a lot of them around this time of day," the Noivern says, a grin forming on their snout. "What kinds of sandwiches would you like?"

Blitz's head whipped around to face the Noivern, finally managing to compose himself. "Uh, hi. My name's Blitz, actually..." he glanced at Fray to clarify. "Sorry, but I don't have any money to pay for sandwiches..." he apologized.

 

[System Error]

"My name's Fray! Nice to meet you, Bubbles and... Delicious Chicken? That's a weird name." She giggled.

"Well met, Fray." The Pawniard smirks and nods. "The pleasure is mine."

He turns his attention to the violet noisemaker that entered. Well, perhaps that was not fully accurate. It was partially metal. So they had been brought to a food shop of all places? May as well make the most of it for now.

"Do you happen to have leafy greens?" He could hunt on his own, but plants were a luxury. "I do not ask as charity, of course. A service for a service. You can provide it after. If you need something taken care of, well. My blades are yours." He chuckles ominously and stands presenting them. They look sharp, well looked after.

 

[ShiniGojira]

"Hmmmm?" a voice sounded from the sandwich shop. There was the sound of something landing on the ground, before a Noivern stepped out from the building.

Oddly enough, the tip of the Noivern's tail wasn't flesh, but instead metal and gears. A prosthetic of sorts.

"Ah, customers! Don't see a lot of them around this time of day," the Noivern says, a grin forming on their snout. "What kinds of sandwiches would you like?"

Fray gasped. A dragon! Another living, breathing, cute and epic dragon! She flew above the group, almost rushing into dive down at the Noivern and scooping it up into a big hug before noticing the smell.

Delicious, mouth watering, warm food! "Sandwiches?" The dragon was offering free food?

She squealed, descending down and holding out a hand. "Cheese, please! The cheesiest, hottest and awesomest sandwich you have, please! Mr Bat Dragon!"

 

[FlareTheBlitz]

Fray's enthusiasm was admirable, and almost infectious. But alarm bells were ringing in Blitz's head, whether it was irrational or not. Typically, Pokémon didn't give him free food. Or if they did, it was a trap.

But then again, this was a completely different place then his home...

"Do you have PB&J...?" Blitz sounded nervous to even be asking for anything, as if he was expecting them to say no. Perhaps there were some bad memories associated with it...

 

[LeapingLichen]

he immediately

"Hmmmm?" a voice sounded from the sandwich shop. There was the sound of something landing on the ground, before a Noivern stepped out from the building.

Oddly enough, the tip of the Noivern's tail wasn't flesh, but instead metal and gears. A prosthetic of sorts.

"Ah, customers! Don't see a lot of them around this time of day," the Noivern says, a grin forming on their snout. "What kinds of sandwiches would you like?"

turns to the noivern "ah hello, do you mind telling us where we are? and also whats your best sandwich" as Maglev searches themselves for any poke they have on them "oh.." as he finds mothing on him but his armband, wonder how they're doing now? anyways, "well if its for something other than poke, id also accept any work for it" still enamored by the idea of getting some food different from what they usually eat

 

[Lagomorphic writer]

"Hmmmm?" a voice sounded from the sandwich shop. There was the sound of something landing on the ground, before a Noivern stepped out from the building.

Oddly enough, the tip of the Noivern's tail wasn't flesh, but instead metal and gears. A prosthetic of sorts.

"Ah, customers! Don't see a lot of them around this time of day," the Noivern says, a grin forming on their snout. "What kinds of sandwiches would you like?"

Shadow watches curiously before speaking.
“Blt if you can. With mayo”

 

[speckostardust]

Astra places his palm on his forehead, sighing. "This day just gets weirder and stupider," he says under his breath. "I... I guess I'll take a sandwich? Something without meat I guess, I'm not picky. But, I can't pay for it, cause I'm never the one in my party to carry the stuff, that's the trainer's job."

His paw moves from his forehead down to his chin, in thought. "Wait, why is a Pokémon running a shop? Isn't it illegal for a Pokémon to run a shop without human supervision?"

 

[LeapingLichen]

Astra places his palm on his forehead, sighing. "This day just gets weirder and stupider," he says under his breath. "I... I guess I'll take a sandwich? Something without meat I guess, I'm not picky. But, I can't pay for it, cause I'm never the one in my party to carry the stuff, that's the trainer's job."

His paw moves from his forehead down to his chin, in thought. "Wait, why is a Pokémon running a shop? Isn't it illegal for a Pokémon to run a shop without human supervision?"

"You get used to it i suppose- wait, do you come from a world with humans?" the metang asks, curious. with all this talk about the group, maybe they werent the only human here..