farawayplace | In midst of a Summer Festival, yet again!

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In midst of a Summer Festival, yet again!

In the coastal city of Turnbloom yet again, the sun is bright and warm--but of course it's not the only place. All over Ultern everyone is enjoying the summer weather. Little by little, Ulternians and long-time Drifters alike have started to put out summer decorations throughout the start of August, which replaced the ones from Tanabata (if any had been left out to begin with).

There's a distinct sound of waves, and bustling of people nearby. Followed with the cool gentle breeze that carried the salty scent of the sea. Things seem to be at peace, as usual--or is it?

After all, there were always new Drifters popping in. Maybe today there just might be some new faces wandering through looking confused. Now's the time to step up and lend a helping hand. Icharibachoude, we're all brothers, as they say in Ultern!

Or heck, just feel free to enjoy the fun festivities filled with food and music.

That is, if you can--as behind the walls of houses in Ultern that day the familiar friendly faces all wake up with a surprise no one's expecting.

(🌺Ulsai! Happy anniversary everyone, and thank you so much for a whole year of time in Ultern! Please note NPCs will be popping up here and there! But for some reason they’re all different…? For any comments, concerns and questions head on over to the OOC post! Plot with your fellow players there as well!🌺)

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[Damn. He was like Bashou in the worst of ways. Buson's expression only showed pity now and he shook his head and held an arm out to keep Anemone at bay, in case she was going to force it.]

Stop... if he's talking and breathing and moving now, he's. Probably not in immediate danger. Yeah, it would be better if we could take him there, but I understand him being scared.

... do you know anyone that could help? Do you have any Pokemon that could heal? ... if I bring a doctor here, would you accept being looked after? I'm not gonna do anything you don't want me to, unless maybe if you're literally dyin' on me.

[~~Buson, are you going to add kidnapping a doctor to your crimes for today?~~]

[Anemone will stop, and sigh when Buson is clearly for her to not force it. She'll sigh, take a step back deciding to let Buson handle the situation. However as he spoke she will light up.]

Yasa! Manzana--you said he has a Cutiefly right? Cutiefly can help us! I mean, depending on what moves it knows! If anything it could probably help him relax...maybe one of the wild Pokemon out there can help too. Ya won't mind if it's a Pokemon, right?

[She'll peer over to Manzana who's gone quiet again. He seemed to be considering her words before reaching down for his two remaining Pokemon that was still with him (the rest were most likely waiting outside, worried). He hadn't sent either out earlier when Buson had intervened being unfamiliar with them both.

Anemone was on the mark. The thought of a doctor looking over him made him uncomfortable--but a Pokemon? That was another story. He'll pull out the Pokeball with Cutiefly and send it out.

Said Cutiefly immediately buzzing around in excitement, completely unfitting for the horrible atmosphere of the room.]

Hey, Cutiefly. Know any moves that'd help Manzana calm down or treat his injuries?

[Meanwhile, Buson was considering other options. Could he use some of the medicine meant for Mawile to help treat Manzana's injuries? He could go back to the Pokemon Center for more. It might be managed by a kid right now, but she was reliable for that much, at least.]

I... have a Potion too, might help. It's meant for Pokemon, but, I mean, if we're desperate...

((But, to be fair, translating the other stuff literally would give you some really goofy names like "Good Wound Medicine" and "AMAZING Wound Medicine," so, maybe...))

[Cutiefly buzzed around staring at Manzana while making a curious sound. Turning to Buson it'll zip around, accidentally bonking into him before zipping back to Manzana. Manzana stared, passively at the Cutiefly that proceeded to collide into his face.

Anemone slapped a hand to her mouth to muffle a laughter.]

.....Aromatherapy, Cutiefly. Can you use that on me?

[Manzana spoke while shifting his eyes close. At hearing Manzana's command Cutiefly perked up. With a smile, and soon the room will be filled with a soothing scent. As a result, both Buson and Anemone just might feel a little less tired and lighter than before too.]

...hey, ya think it worked?

[Anemone spoke up while glancing over to Buson. Maybe they won't have to use any potions out of desperation.]

[It's nice to see Cutiefly again! It brings a little more cheer to the gloomy situation, even if, yeah, it also feels completely out of place here...

He blinks at the bonk.]

... now I know my aura don't look like a flower. Maybe Cutiefly's just real clumsy—

[Ah, there it goes, into Manzana's face again.]
... or all that Team Flare stuff didn't change as much on the inside.

[He felt little more relaxed and certainly less tired! He felt less inclined to give up, too, vision clearer.]

... any easier to breathe? [He's asking Manzana, but he'll be paying attention to how Manzana sounds and looks more than his answer, since he's expecting Manzana to calim to be alright either way just to avoid the doctor.]

[Cutiefly of course paid no mind to any of the gloominess! At all!!! It was just so happy and continued to buzz around Manzana, who reopened his eyes. He could feel his breathing steady. The numbness in his limbs also seemed to subside. That was good to keep in mind what this Cutiefly could do. It would come in handy later, he noted.

Upon hearing Buson's commentary about Cutiefly seeing auras, he shifted his gaze up to see Cutiefly's smile. He couldn't understand why this Pokemon looked so happy looking at him.]

.....I'm fine.

[He replied while finally shifting to sit himself up on the couch. He doubted that much of a movement would cause either of them to throw him back down. ...or he hoped, anyway.]

[Aw, man, he didn't even thank Cutiefly... well, he'll have to do it, then.] Good work, Cutiefly!

[Buson smiles a little, watching Manzana get up.]

Take it easy, alright? Good to see you lookin' better!

[He assessed the colour in Manzana's face again, watched the rise and fall of his chest, and also held out a hand.]
Can I see your hand again? You can just show me your palm if you don't want me touching you.

[No, there's no sign they're going to put him down again! They want to see Manzana better, really!]

[At the gratitude Cutiefly began to buzz around. Very delighted! Manzana moved his gaze over to Buson, still wary. At seeing Buson's hand there's a long pause from him. He seemed to be thinking over his options whether the refuse or not.]

...fine.

[He spoke up, finally. Manzana didn't think on it for long, as he removed the glove on his hand--and held it out to Buson to see. Unsurprisingly, it was well manicured and taken care of, because of course it would be. He was a part of Team Flare, after all!

Of course while he did this Cutiefly moved to perch on top of his head, still buzzing.]

[Buson couldn't help rolling his eyes, but refrained from commenting on Manzana's prissiness (with great effort!) and examined his palm for pallor anyway.]

... Well, you don't look grey or yellow anymore, so it looks like your circulation's fine.

Alright, can I see your foot? Looks like everythin' is fine, now, so...

[Glancing back at the mango slices.]

... feel like eatin' now, by the way? It'd help. Or maybe just have some water?

[When his hand seemed done being looked over Manzana's quick in shoving the glove back on. Yet at having his foot looked at, Manzana's clearly hesitating again as he's looking away.]

Uh, you know! Speaking of water, what if I go get some water for ya?

[Anemone who was still standing behind Buson spoke up.]

Ya might feel better after. It can be hot out and you're dressed to the t. Not exactly weather friendly!
[Manzana's glancing over seeing Anemone's smiling face. This situation was just...he didn't know what to make of it. His Pokemon were friendly towards the two, and on top of that on occasion both of his Pokemon didn't seem to recall any of the moves he ordered them to us. That and he couldn't stop thinking about Lysandre. Just what was he going to say or do, now?]

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[If Buson were still more tired and snippy, he would've mockingly told Manzana it's fine, but not to blame anyone else if he ends up losing a foot or two.

Instead, Buson's opted to ignore Manzana.]

Great idea, Anemone!

[Aaand Buson's turning on the television to ignore Manzana.]

I'll be right on back!

[Anemone's heading straight to the kitchen. Oh cool, he's left alone with this strange man. That's great. Enough time for Manzana to hold his hand out for his ~~shockingly heavy~~ Vivillon.]

Vivillon,

[he softened his voice before shifting his gaze to Buson. Yeah, he wasn't squandering a third opportunity, sorry.]

Go ahead and play.

[The moment he lifted his hand up Vivillon will trill as he fluttered to land on Buson's face. Guess who's making another attempt at escaping the flower shop!?!

Yeah this dummy as he's jumping right off the couch and making a mad dash for the door with Cutiefly still clinging onto his hair.]

Huh?

[Oh, was Manzana finally calming do—no, it's a trap! A really simple cloak and dagger one. Buson's swearing and pushing Vivillon away with one arm while the other releases another Pokemon. Anemone still had Skarmory, he didn't want to risk poisoning an already weak Manzana with Muk, so... even if it felt scummy to send in Mawile, he called it out.]

After Manzana! Play Rough. ... easy, though.

[In return, Manzana, Mawile sends a cloud of sparkling fairy dust to block your vision, before Mawile darts in and trips him. At least he won't have to his forepaws/hands or jaws! His legs are uninjured and in peak condition.]

Mierda!

[The curse in Paldean slipped out when realizing Buson had sent a Pokemon out after him again. He was hoping not to use any of his other Pokemon aside from Noivern but he wasn't with him.

He didn't even have the time to spare a glance to see how his Vivillon was. Nor could Manzana shield himself from the dust, or brace himself as he tripped. He's tumbling down, causing Cutiefly to zip away, not wanting to get crushed in the process. Of course there's a loud crash as Manzana hit the ground.]

Buddy, you're a real goddamned pain, you know that?

[Buson sighs as he walks over, gently stroking Mawile's head on the way—sorry, Manzana, armlock!]

The second you're a little better, taking off like that?

Even makin' me send out Mawile...

[The struggle is real all around. He's trying hard to get out of Buson's hold but nope. Not budging--especially given how he hadn't fully recovered. Manzana will send a glare at Buson's direction.]

I didn't force you to send your injured Pokemon. You-

Alright ya stop that right there.

[Anemone interrupted. She had a colorful glass cup full of water in her hand. She will walk right up to the two clearly looking upset.]

Ya might not consider him your brother now but I ain't letting ya keep hurling insults at him. Why can't ya just sit down? Is that so hard for ya?

[Sighing and with her free hand she will hold out Skarmory's Pokeball to Buson.]

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[Buson felt Anemone's words were just as much directed at him and frowned, averting his gaze.

When Anemone hands him back Skarmory's pokeball, he gratefully accepts it.

He gives Manzana a tired, but rather sharp, look.]

I left Skarmory with Anemone so she could protect herself from you. My only other Pokemon was Muk and I didn't want to risk poisoning you in that state. So, yes, I had no choice but to send Mawile. Now will you just be good and sit still or do I need to tie you down or cuff you?

[Mawile did not look like he minded being sent out, especially as it wasn't a real battle, but recognized the situation was tense and did not argue.]

... can't you please just give it a rest until tomorrow? Maybe by tomorrow, everything'll be back to normal and we won't have to go through this annoyin' song and dance. You know, I could keep you in a cage like a poached Pokemon, but the only reason I'm not is 'cause I respect you.

Like she needs any protection.

[Came a sarcastic bite of a remark from Manzana. He wasn't about to forget how easily this dainty looking girl had thrown him.]

Respect? As if I believe you! Any of you!

[He's putting up a struggle still. Even if Buson opted to not poison him hust knowing that was an option was enough to fuel his distrust.

From all this arguing Manzana's Vivillon began to fret. Cutiefly while usually the cheerful one of the bunch even picked up on the tense atmosphere. Immediately she will move over to Anemone's side to settle within her hair. Anemone frowned as she walked over to set the glass of water down, and back to Buson.]

Ya know what? Go ahead and give Manzana here his journal. Maybe if he gets into his own mind he can learn to chill out, and get a better look at what's around him instead of fighting us like he's some feral creature of the night.

[Anemone will turn away, sighing.]

And if that don't work out...well, ya were warned plenty of times.

[Hearing that made Buson feel helpless, frustrated, bitter, and, most of all, angry. He tossed the book to Manzana (redirecting at just the last moment so he won't hit him, but toss it near him instead) and left his side.]

Don't believe me! I don't care either! I hope you do escape and the cops get you and you can rot in prison for all I care! [His voice might be cracking a bit...]

[He took off his bandolier, with all his pokeballs, and tossed it to Anemone. Mawile looked confused and raised a bandaged paw, but lost his chance to approach, as Buson threw Anemone the rope, even a pair of handcuffs, and stormed off on his own... and hid in the kitchen, slamming the door behind him.]

[That went smoothly (except it didn't). Manzana found himself just staring having been left alone with Anemone who was now left in charge. He shot a look her way, making it clear what was on his mind.

Anemone however the whole time had turned a sympathetic look in Buson's direction before turning to Manzana with a sharp glare. Manzana froze--even if she seemed completely powerless she was strong enough to physically stop him, if she needed to.]

You're going to read this.

[She gestured to the book Buson had tossed close to him, before she moved closer to Mawile. Anemone will kneel down and gave a small smile to him.]

Mawile, nankurunaisa.

[Manzana meanwhile was considering his options but as he's doing so he heard his Vivillon making a concerned sound. Turning his gaze he saw his bug type Pokemon lifting up the green book before fluttering over to hold it out to him. Puzzled as to why his Pokemon would even offer it to him, Manzana took it.

Upon opening the page he stared at the page he had turned to. The contents were in his own familiar handwriting, written out in Paldean. A language he had purposely been avoiding to use for years, at this point.]

FIRST ENTRY

DATE XX/XX/XXXX
Anemone got me this book as a gift. This is the first time anyone has thought of me enough to even consider sending me a gift.

This is also my first time to write a journal. Am I doing it right, I wonder? She told me it's to record my thoughts here. Maybe it would help, maybe it won't...but it wouldn't hurt to give it a try. I just know Anemone wanted to make me feel more at home, and happy with this.

A lot has happened to me since I arrived. Despite how much I had lashed out from both anger and fear, they people had been patient and kind to me. They didn't once point out the difference between us from my Paldean accent, to the way I appear in front of them. I had never felt so loved for, even if the word family still pains me.

Will I ever be free from how I feel towards the idea of family, altogether? I can't help but think that as Anemone and her family smile to me, and offer me what my own had never given me...

[The last line in the entry the ink has been smudged, as if the page had somehow gotten wet.]

[Glued to the journal, Manzana found himself flipping through the pages, one by one by one. He could feel his own hands beginning to shake. Just what was this? Why was this here? He's taking a step back, the journal still in his grasp.]

[Mawile couldn't fully understand her, but he could tell she was trying to be reassuring. Her voice is gentle and her smile made him feel a bit less uncertain about the situation, but he could not rest.

He gave a quiet nod and watched, very seriously and carefully, as Manzana read. Despite his injuries, he was prepared to protect her, if needed, as Buson had entrusted the rest of his Pokemon to her.

... but... this man, now, too seemed overcome with emotion. What was so moving about those dead leaves bound together? Mawile couldn't understand it, but it must have been important somehow, so he sat down, with bent knees and one leg drawn up (tate-hiza, to better dive into action if needed!), and watched, resting his sore arms. He'd have to conserve his energy in case of another confrontation, although the more he watched Manzana, the more he did not expect aggression... but humans were unpredictable and his own master could fly into a rage when overwhelmed. He would always have to be prepared.]

[Anemone too watched Manzana. If he made any suspicious moves she was ready to fight. She wasn't going to keep letting Buson be the only one to do as such, but it seemed he was far more engrossed in the journal.

...maybe they really should have let him look at this sooner if this was the result. She could see how his facial expression seem to be changing as he flipped through the pages some slowly, and others rather hastily as if trying to find out what was on the page right after it.

Anemone hesitated, but she took a step in Manzana's direction.]

Hey, have ya...calmed down now?

[Manzana flinched. When his gaze met Anemone's it was as if he had been forced to see something disturbing.]

Ya know...if, if you're willing to talk, now's a good time to. That and that big fella. He's been really looking out for ya. But you were so angry to even notice that, let alone listen to any of it. ...I mean, I dunno...if he's gonna want to talk to ya now...

[She trailed off, with her gaze staring down at Manzana's journal.]

But the you who wrote this, I bet it would pain him to know you made someone he care about upset. Can't you at least...try and consider that much?

[At Anemone's statement, Manzana remained silent. He's turning away with the journal still in his hands. Considering himself? He was so tired of that, and feeling like he had to walk on eggshells constantly. Why had he have to even give himself and inch-]

I wish for once, to live not just for my own sake but for those around me. To extend the kindness they have given me. I've been running for so long but I don't have to do that here.

Maybe, some day, I can repay even the ounce of their warmth.

[Gripping hard against the journal there's a "tch" from Manzana as he moved to grab a hold of Anemone's hand. She's startled, and was about to react until he locked eyes with her.]

...fine, but since the two of you are so concerned about how I behave you can lead the way.

[Mawile continued to watch. Manzana finally seems to be opening up to the possibilities. Whatever is in that object he has was made by him, the future Manzana?

The "big fella"—must be Buson, he is rather large and strong by human standards! They're going to talk to him, hopefully right Manzana's wrongs...

The annoyed little "tch" reminded him of his trainer, when annoyed, oh, but when they held hands and locked eyes... Mawile's eyes widened too.

... this was it, wasn't it? Buson had said on and on they would love each other. Maybe if he gave them a little push... this would bring things closer to the way things were and his trainer's plight can come to an end!

Swiftly rising, bandaged limbs held close to his body, Mawile made a fast, but nearly silent approach aside from the fluttering of his hakama, and gave Anemone (Manzana is too guarded, he won't appreciate the sneak attack) a light little push, hopefully into an accidental embrace, then stepped back, with an unusually cheeky smile.]

At least you've got a good head on ya.

[Anemone gave a smile when Manzana finally seemed to relent. However just as she was about to take a step forward had Mawile's push caused her to stumble and hold onto the nearest object--Manzana, tight.

They both froze, staring at one another for a moment in silence. Manzana was the first to react as he's quick to pull Anemone away from himself, while steadying her.]

Ah...aha...ahahaha! Sorry about that!

[Anemone openly fretted, with a clear flush on her face.]

Let's go see your brother-to-be!

[With that she's taking an rigid step forward clearly rattled by the sudden embrace between them. Manzana on the other hand kept quiet, with his eyes falling down to the journal in thought.]

Mi media naranja, huh...

[He spoke quietly to himself before feeling Anemone tugging him along in the direction Buson had headed off to.]

[Mawile's quite satisfied with himself, following closely.

Ah, but maybe opening the kitchen door might be... a bad idea.

Mawile made a concerned sound, drawing near to Anemone.

If they should try to open the door, it won't budge. Buson's body's heavily blocking it.

(Now, unless Anemone's going to put all her muscle into shoving it open...)

Leaning on the door to keep it shut, Buson's on the floor, has gotten into the draft beer, and cleaned out half the crate and going for more.]

[let's keep that warning on for the remainder of the thread / until further notice + abduction???]

CW suffocation / asphyxiation mention, abduction THE THREAD i cant...

[-stares at the English version for translating "wound medicine" as "potion" in a light sci-fi-]

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[hopefully, everything's chill now, Manzana...?]

he's still a pain RIP!!!

[Buson mentally checking out now, PFFT]

Anemone too is lowkey fed up lmaooo

[everyone is, I hope this day ends soon for them, PFFT]

hover text for the curse word lmao

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[Iiiiiii think this is as much as Buson can take, he's blown a fuse]

Manzana is being a big big pain tbf (hover text for the Ulternian woo-)

[good luck, Manzana...!!]

why is he like this I wonder for the nth time

[PDA??? + wingman Mawile for a completely unexpected turn]

im just abusing the usage of hover text all around

[CW inebriation, alcohol... might count as binge drinking although he's quite heavy]