Treasure Town ~ Marowak Dojo

[Ambyssin]

"It is regrettable, but that is nature for you. It is why pokémon should cooperate," Bahamut said.

 

[Namohysip]

"It's true," Nanab said. "There are a lot of things that normal healing sometimes can't fix, though we're usually good about avoiding that, aren't we?"

"Broken bones and stuff isn't bad," said Pine. "But settled wounds are."

"Mhm. Healing only works if you get to it quickly. If you have an injury and you don't get it healed on time... it stays. And you have to hope your body can fix it on its own." Nanab shuddered. "I can't imagine... That's why you always go with extra healing supplies."

"And those Shadow attacks," Pine said.

"Oh, those do seem to linger, don't they?" Nanab said. "Thank you for taking those on anyway... I know your bodies are temporary, but it's still something that takes courage."

 

[Ambyssin]

"It's not all that dissimilar from the energy I deal with on a daily basis back home," Bahamut said, shrugging.

 

[Namohysip]

"I guess experience can desensitize you from it all," Nanab said.

"Or you don't care what happens to you," Pine added flatly, looking toward the incense. Then, suddenly, he jerked his gaze completely toward it, narrowing his eyes.

"Pine?" Nanab asked.

There was a new life force nearby that Bahamut might sense. It was subtle, like it was intentionally trying to hide, but it was still undoubtedly there.

"...Nothing, I guess," Pine said.

"Mm. Hmm... anyway! Bahamut, what kind of incense do you make other than Cheri? Does Pecha incense help people who are ill, for example? I never thought to look into this before..."

"Can you melt an igloo with Aspear incense?" Darkwhite asked, resting atop Nanab's head.

"Yeah!" Nanab said. "Or maybe fire suppressants with Rawst--" She froze, glancing up after realizing who had spoken.

 

[Ambyssin]

Bahamut knew exactly who that voice belonged to. He was going to ignore it. "For pecha, I tended to use an, erm, suppository." Though he lacked lungs, he coughed into his wing. "In any case, I was only able to get this cheri one working after over a week of trial and error." Another pause, then, "Well, mostly error. But such is my life."

 

[RJR Basimilus]

"But you got it anyway, right?" Seyka said. "You know that saying, the end justifies the means or whatever. Anyway, even if you don't like the means, the end is still there, so net positive!"

The Skarmory glanced at Darkwhite. "Make your own incense if you want to do something like that. I think this guy has more important things to do."

 

[Namohysip]

"But what about Pokemon too small for that?"

"A-are we just ignoring this?" Nanab asked, too afraid to move.

Pine looked like he was looking for the best way to throw something at Darkwhite. Cynthian and the others, similarly, were too taken aback by the brazen nature of Darkwhite's appearance to do anything immediately--especially if it meant hurting Nanab.

"Aww, how come you're so nervous? I'm on break."

 

[Ambyssin]

"The best way to deal with those who live for getting rises out of people is not to indulge them," Bahamut said. He held an upper wing up to his beak and faked a yawn.

 

[RJR Basimilus]

Seyka made a face. "I uh- forget what the big deal is."

He looked at Darkwhite again. "Figure it out. I know this Anorith, and he's tiny, absolutely miniature, but he can still do a ton of things. I bet you could do it if you tried, and yes- I'm implying you haven't tried."

 

[Namohysip]

Darkwhite bristled, the deep purple fur on her body puffing out like a threatened feline. "Excuse me?" she said, drifting toward Bahamut. "Indulge? How dare you! I just wanted to hang out here like pals and you're ignoring me!"

Nanab shuffled behind Pine, who was braced for a fight. His body looked relaxed like before, but even a cursory glance at his aura would suggest he'd strike Darkwhite if she drifted too close to him.

"Why would we be pals with you?" Cynthian blurted. "You... you tried to kill us!"

"Kill? Please! You were fine. I wasn't even fighting seriously back then. I mean, come on, Trick Room and Haze?"

 

[Ambyssin]

"Mmm. Tell me... does it seem warmer to you lot?" Bahamut fanned himself with an upper wing. "I feel as though a bunch of hot air is blowing around in front of me."

 

[Namohysip]

"Oh yeah? You can't ignore me! I'll... I'll beat you up!"

"Yeah," Pine said, rubbing at his scales. "Real warm."

Nanab was petrified.

"Maybe it's the Cheri stuff. Tingly?"

A small, smoky volcano was literally erupting from the top of Darkwhite's head, billowing light-dark fog.

 

[Ambyssin]

"No, it should do the opposite. Muscle that's degrading itself can cause the body to heat up," Bahamut said, waving the fog away with a free wing. "And I'm afraid I have no remedies for swell heads."

 

[Namohysip]

Cynthian steeled himself and elected instead to stare directly ahead. Even though his petals were quivering and everything was telling him to get away, if Bahamut and Seyka and Pine were all acting natural, then maybe he should, too.

Eventually Nanab was able to bring it together, too. "I guess you can't cure everything," Nanab said, though her voice shook.

"Grrr... none of you guys are any fun!" she said. "I'm gonna remember this, and... and maybe I won't even tell you where that possessed village is after all!"

 

[Ambyssin]

"Yes, it is a tragedy, Serperior." Bahamut make a tsking noise whilst shaking his head. "Just as there is no cure for a loneliness that is so pathetic that a creature must resort to popping up and harassing complete strangers because they don't know how to make friends. After all, as Reshiram crudely put it, 'You can't spell harass without A-S-S.'"

Then, with the sickliest sweet smile he could muster, Bahamut gently rested his head on his upper wings and looked toward Darkwhite... only to move past her and look at Pine. "You wouldn't happen to know anyone like that, would you? A neighbor or a coworker... or a nobody floating in the middle of the room trying oh so hard to rile us up?"

 

[RJR Basimilus]

"Well it looks like everyone is having a good time," Seyka said. "I guess incense really does work!"

The Skarmory exhaled. "Wow, I've had more excitement in the past few weeks than I've had in years." He smiled. "It's all worth it though."

 

[Adamhuarts]

"Would you tell where the possessed village is if we ask nicely?" Cynthian asked, trying to sound as friendly as possible while burying his instincts that told him to flee.

"We could even let you take the cheri incense home and even keep this oran berry I happen to have. How's that for a bargain?" Cynthian pulled out the berry from his bag. It was still free too as he'd only bought it earlier in the afternoon. If they could get her to cough out information without agitating conflict, then that'd be convenient for everyone, right???

 

[Namohysip]

She was fuming at this point, a whistle like a tea kettle sounding from both her ears. "No," she said. "In fact, I'm gonna give you no new information at all! Just what you already know! And I bet you guys already looked at every single town and didn't find it because the machine is hidden away! Well, too bad!" She disappeared and reappeared behind Pine, jabbing him in the back several times with useless punches. "You'll see. You'll see!"

And just like that, with a furious growl, she disappeared.

 

[Adamhuarts]

"And there she goes," Cynthian sighed In relief and put the oran berry back into his bag. "Anyway, what's this thing about a machine she mentioned? It sounds... suspicious."

 

[Namohysip]

"Machine..." Pine frowned, pensive. "No idea."

"What would a machine be for... Darkwhite?" Nanab theorized aloud. "That's so strange..."