Sharpedo Bluff

[windskull]

After his conversation with Necrozma, Nip had briefly returned to the square, pausing there to decide which of his goals he wanted to pursue first. He remembered Diyem mentioning a Dojo. While he did not recognize that word, he gathered from earlier, overheard conversation that it was a place where he could train. But he got the feeling that there would be several pokemon there preparing, so he elected to head elsewhere instead. He had not seen anyone head towards the cliffs at the time he'd left for the forest. Perhaps he could get some practice alone there.

The view from the cliffs was incredible. Wind buffeted him as he stood near the edge, staring out at the ocean that stretched far beyond the horizon. He'd never seen the Endless Waters, as myths from his childhood had described it, and seeing it in person made him feel so small.

He took a few steps back. Time to practice his moves, he supposed. Once again, he tried to summon an icy cloud. Nothing. He tried to pull from darkness for a night slash. Nothing. He took a deep breath, imagining that he flash froze the air around him. A few miserable shards of ice formed atop the fur on his arms. He swung his arms, launching the shards. Although glad he was still able preform an ice shard attack, the fact that it took so much out of him concerned him.

 

[NebulaDreams]

Curio arrived with Brisa at the bluff, where the cliffside overlooked the beach. She sat on the edge and dangled her legs. "Y'know, there's a lot about this place that reminds me of home, like here. Perfect place to get away from shit."

 

[SparklingEspeon]

Amazingly, one of the things Tricky had forgotten to do yesterday was visit the bluff. It wasn't like it was particularly visible from the town, but Tricky had seen it advertised so many times as a selling point of a Treasure Town vacation that there was no way she could let it go ignored!

...Yes, there was trouble on the horizon. Big trouble. But it looked like they had time, and Tricky was determined to visit at least once before berry crackers went down. She silently winced a bit as her stomach growled. Whatever she had picked up and eaten back at that house everymon else had come out didn't settle too well with her. She padded down the stairs and into the bluff's mouth, quickly prancing all the way to the edge and peering out over the sharpedo's massive teeth. The view was just as amazing as she had been told! ...but she quickly got bored of it. A view was just a view, after all.

 

[Shiny Phantump]

Celeste couldn’t shake off the thoughts about the Rattata and Turf’s illness. He wandered his way back towards the bluff, hoping he could find them there... and maybe their parents, too.

He’d offered to Wish on Turf before, and though his wishing was proving much more draining, he still intended to make good on that offer. If the alternative was letting Turf turn out like that Rattata, it would be a small price to pay...

If it worked, of course. He suspected it wouldn’t, but he had to try.

 

[Chibi Pika]

Starr was still breathing heavy, muscles tense, fur standing on end. Necrozma had caught the slug, and part of her still wasn't sure they shouldn't just squash the damn thing, but... whatever, his problem now, let him deal with it.

Anyway, the mess here looked like it was basically resolved. The poor Totodile even looked like she was starting to recover, good. Probably best to give them some space, and Starr didn't fancy sticking around anyway. She climbed the stairs back outside and headed for the market. Idle shop browsing always helped her unwind, and the idea of getting decked out for the next fight sounded like a good one.

 

[unrepentantAuthor]

Brisa returned later, with medicine on hand, just in case.

She spotted the minccino from earlier near the entrance to Team Spice's place and approached to offer her paw. This time she had a greeting scripted for herself ahead of time, well-rehearsed in her head.

"Hey there, sorry for earlier. Had my attention pulled downright every which way. The name's Brisa, pleasure to make your acquaintance proper."

 

[NebulaDreams]

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Curio roamed with no destination in mind. She passed through the streets of Cibus, through empty roads, and finally arrived back at the bluff. She glanced at the spot where her and that Shinx-- no, Brisa. Her name was Brisa. She was her friend, right? Then why did she go that far?

She didn't mean to. Of course she didn't. She never would've done that on purpose, and she wouldn't have known what Curio suffered through before. But that didn't make it any easier to forgive. So Curio sharply turned her head away from that damned spot and stormed through the grassy hills and into the unknown.

Curio wanted to forget she was here. She wanted to forget herself. She wanted to forget everything. All the pain they inflicted, all the dreams that lay shattered in her path, and all the people she had hurt, injured, or... She didn't want to say the word. But those ghosts stayed with her and followed her wherever she went, until she hit a dead end, just at the edge of the cliff.

That sea stretched endlessly into the horizon, just like how it looked back in her salad days. She stared off into space, where she could forget everything, where she could dream of a different life where none of what happened had happened to her, and where she could pretend she was just a young wide-eyed Riolu again, not in this imitation of a body.

 

[Namohysip]

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Day 18
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I need... to get... there...

Heavy wings, strained and slow, left small shockwaves through the air with every beat.

Almost... that cliff is the closest...

Strained pants came after, though every breath twisted the air into cutting gales. Soon, the top of the Bluff had little gashes in the grassy tops.

No, stay in control... don't... you trained for this...

Silvery feathers rained down and drifted down the shoreline. How he was flight worthy at all was a miracle of the ocean storms and updrafts and his general elemental prowess. But that was already fading as the temptation of resting on solid ground overtook him.

Please... They have to... know...

Suddenly, dirt was below him, and he stopped flapping his wings. He landed with a heavy thud, but somehow stayed on his feet.

"I..." He panted, relief washing over him. "I made it..." But then that relief brought with it the fatigue of so many days' travel.

The Lugia, no taller than a Garchomp, collapsed in an unconscious heap.

 

[Persephone]

Cuicatl stumbled out onto the bluff and sat down. She was getting better at using echolocation with her new senses. She'd sort of been able to do it before, but now everything was much better. Even the whole "walking on all fours" thing was getting familiar. With a contented sigh, she lowered herself to the ground and let the sea breeze run over her.

It didn't sound like the others were much closer to finding a cure for the infection. That was fine with her. She wanted to stay here as long as possible.

 

[Shiny Phantump]

Celeste noticed Bahamut over on the far side of town, in the bluff. Really, Bahamut was hard to not notice.

He’d changed a lot since Celeste really had a chance to talk to him, at least physically. Celeste wondered if that change had affected him mentally, too. Celeste walked over to the bluff.

“Hello. You would be Bahamut, I suppose? I didn’t really get a chance to talk to you earlier, what with the injured Lugia taking our attention. How are you doing?”

 

[Virgil134]

The morning after the team's latest run-in with Darkwhite, Cabot made his way over to the Sharpedo Bluff. He'd heard about how great the view on top of the bluff supposedly was during sunrise, and after a night of struggling to fall back asleep, today seemed as good as any to check it out. Once he arrived, he looked on in awe as he did not only have a clear view of the sea and the beach below him, but the sun washed everything in an orange light.

"Ah! It looks so pretty!"

He sat down at the edge of the cliff, gawking at the different sights before him.

 

[Shiny Phantump]

Technically, the last time Celeste had been stargazing on the bluff, it hadn’t gone well.

He’d been planning to go with Icetales next time, but he was feeling restless tonight. He couldn’t wait for Icetales to be ready some other night. The chances of Grey attacking again were pretty low...

He heard someone on the way! Was it Gr- No, it was Cuicatl. That was much better.

 

[Ambyssin]

As it happened, Bahamut was first to reach the bluff. He lay down on his side, waiting for Maple to show up.

 

[Persephone]

Cuicatl wasn't entirely sure how she got here. One moment she was lying down in the field, weighed down by physical and emotional wounds. Then she was here. No one had healed her side. Maybe someone offered but she declined. That sounded plausible. Or maybe no one even bothered to do anything.

She'd faintly heard the aftermath. Brisa, Starr, and Curio trying to console and heal each other. Necrozma in a panic about his son. And here she was. Alone. Like she wanted. It wouldn't make a difference if she was in the thick of things trying to make a difference. Even when she'd sat out to solve the mysteries of the world she'd learned almost nothing. Hadn't even known about the machine... thing until they were trying to fight it.

A shadow machine made her think of Cipher. Maybe it was related to the shadows of her world. But... it was best that she just told someone else what she knew and let them work it out. She lowered her head back to the ground and stretched, secretly reveling in the pain running up her side.

She would sleep here tonight, lulled to sleep by the dull throbs of her wound and the sound of breaking waves.

 

[Adamhuarts]

The ocean waves crashed against the cliff, and a salty breeze swished through the air. Sparse clouds dotted the vivid blue sky and the sun shone in its burning glory. Yes. Today was a good day for flying.

Ivy fidgeted her wings and smiled proudly to herself. She'd gotten Cynthian to make the wings for her and claimed it was just for fun. But, Ivy had more ambition than Cynthian could've imagined. Ivy planned to achieve the greatest feat known to a land locked pokemon: the power to fly at will. And who better to call upon to witness such a monumental event than her two very best pals?

"I look so cool right now," Ivy said, spreading her wings with a smirk.

 

[IFBench]

A Meganium with an autumn-red leaf walked out of Treasure Town, heading towards Sharpedo Bluff. They'd heard that in this world, the human hero of the Grass Continent was a Meganium, just like them! That was so cool! Hopefully they were here. They wanted to meet them.