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farawayplace2022-08-20 11:59 pm
ulternnpc) wrote in farawayplace2022-08-20 11:59 pm
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Suddenly in the midst of a Summer Festival--
There's a distinct sound of waves, and bustling of people nearby.
In the coastal city of Turnbloom the sun is bright and warm, and the scent of the sea wafts through with the cool gentle breeze that makes the glittering pinwheels spin, and the leaves on the palm tree dance.
Today the streets are extra decorated with these cute, colorful and floral shaped pinwheels. It seemed the people who were out in the streets were dressed in colorful summer attire--either casual, or the more traditional yukata. It seemed like with the booths were set out for both food and games for festival of some kind that was currently underway.
Just how did you get here, and why? A mystery, and it seemed the people in the streets didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as they go about enjoying their time out on this bright sunny day.
In the coastal city of Turnbloom the sun is bright and warm, and the scent of the sea wafts through with the cool gentle breeze that makes the glittering pinwheels spin, and the leaves on the palm tree dance.
Today the streets are extra decorated with these cute, colorful and floral shaped pinwheels. It seemed the people who were out in the streets were dressed in colorful summer attire--either casual, or the more traditional yukata. It seemed like with the booths were set out for both food and games for festival of some kind that was currently underway.
Just how did you get here, and why? A mystery, and it seemed the people in the streets didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as they go about enjoying their time out on this bright sunny day.
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[It is not the brand-new-world thing that is bothering Neil. That's whatever. She's taken that more or less in stride. But it's kind of impressive, the way this girl is standing at the edge of the beach, off the sand, staring out at it like she's half expecting something from it to rise up and start chasing her—not so much fear (okay, a little bit of fear), but intense annoyance.
There could full well be Danger out there, Neil has decided. She's currently weighing her chances.
The Mankey currently climbed up onto her shoulders, sporting the sweetest little pink bow in his hair (it matches Neil's!) scampers down and takes a few tentative steps towards the sand, only for Neil to swiftly lean down and scoop him up into her arms with a deep frown.
If you pass by her on your way towards the beach, she'll squint at you in a way that's almost suspicious, almost concerned. If you stop by her long enough, she'll try to sign at you:] Do you know anything about this beach?
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[Leave not your snacks unguarded here at the festival, even for a moment. Or even if you do that might not be enough, because Neil's Houndour has escaped her sights and he is a menace. Leaning over to hand a treat to a Pokémon down on the ground? This dog has bolted through and snatched it up and ran away. Idly holding something aside while you talk to someone else? He's got a running start and he is leaping, grabbing it in his jaws, and bolting off. Standing about with food completely out of reach? Introducing: one Houndour, who...stands nearby and barks incessantly up at you, obviously begging.
As he runs off (or as he stands there and tries to get food that isn't his), there's a sharp, impressively loud whistle from the direction he came—and then Neil, removing her index finger and thumb from her mouth and scowling out towards where he went. She'll stop at you, poor victim of thievery, and start signing:] Did you see which way he went?
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[Once she's successfully wrangled Killer and gotten back into the swing of things, Neil is out and about enjoying the festival. The games are a grand old time, and in particular, she sets eyes on the strength tester and books it over that way. She waits in line, she bounces excitedly on her feet the whole time, she idly tosses her Mankey back and forth in her arms. When it's her turn—
And, okay, the thing about Neil is that at a quick glance, she doesn't look that strong. She's short, a little chubby. But when she takes the hammer, she flexes once, and it's much more apparent that this teenager could probably suplex an alarming number of you?
She takes the hammer, makes a big display of winding it up, and slams it down onto the see-saw at the bottom. The puck shoots up—up, up, impressively high for anyone, really, never mind a teenager, but it doesn't quite hit the bell.
Her attempts to indicate trying again only lead to the worker running the game sending her to the back of the line. People are waiting, after all. Neil, looking terribly cross at the whole thing, makes her way right back to the end, Mankey in arms. Despite congratulations received, she still looks a little frustrated...]
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It takes him a moment to get the gist, but Giratina finally replies,] The beach? I have been told its sand boasts a unique shape, but beyond that no further.
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Noting that he needed a moment, she signs a little slower.] I'm trying to figure out if Sandygast are native to it.
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The sign for "Sandygast" is immediately recognizable, to the point where Tina actually smiles at it. There aren't many of those amongst his subjects, but he's fond of them nonetheless.]
Ah, are you concerned? A reasonable reaction. [The indulgence in his tone might sound insulting. It's apparent they have diametrically opposed opinions on the Pokemon in question...]
Unfortunately, I haven't seen any myself. Shall we look for signage on the subject? Known quantities of such creatures are often warned for, aren't they?
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[She flexes one arm and her Mankey, who had been chilling by her feet, immediately hops up to dangle from it. When she shifts, said Mankey scales up to her shoulders. He's watching Tina with some intense curiosity!]
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Very well. I shall gladly accompany you. [With a knowing look shot to Mankey he turns to walk sedately on the stretch of grass that separates the beach from the city proper. There are cheerful signs at the beach entrance ahead, but they mostly seem to be about the weather and tides.]
Have you poor experiences with Sandygast in the past?
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I don't even like the beach that much, but Champ does. [She signs out Champ again and then indicates the Mankey on her shoulder with a pointed thumb, and then adds, fingerspelling out her name:] I'm Neil, by the way.
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[they pass another sign... and it says POKEMON WATCH! Gasp!! Have they found it???
POKEMON WATCH... On starry nights Cleffa can be seen populating the beach, as if the star-shaped sand helps them commune with the heavens above. Please give them space to enjoy space!]
Hmm. [Obviously Disappointed Voice]
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It's been years since Ingo has seen Unovan sign language—but working at a subway in a major Unovan city, of course he knows some of it, at least for basic questions like directions. His signs are a little imprecise, but when he responds, he is signing and speaking aloud at the same time.]
He went around the corner.
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From around the corner there comes some displeased barking, and after a moment, Neil emerges with the Houndour dangling in her arms and squirming discontentedly, the berry still in his mouth—with the two of them together, it's easier to notice their matching pink bows, Killer's around his neck and Neil's in her hair, and therefore confirm whose fault this is.
As soon as Neil starts to shift him in her hold, though, he senses that his berry is about to be confiscated and wolfs it down in one bite.
Neil GASPS, deeply offended, and throws him up over her shoulder just long enough to sign at Ingo and Lady Sneaseler,] I'll get you another snack! [before Killer just drops down into her arms again.]
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She is apologizing to you, my lady.
[Though she is temporarily mollified, seeing the Houndour swallow the berry ignites her anger all over again. She snarls, and even though Ingo was going to turn down the offer of help, he reflexively translates anyway, to get Sneasler to calm down.]
Sh-She is going to get you a replacement snack, now!
[He gives Neil an apologetic look as he signs, Thank you.]
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Do we like sweets? Should I get something spicy? What are we in the mood for? [She's bouncing on her toes, ready to sprint off in the direction of snacks at any moment but she's gotta make sure it's the right snack!!]
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Sweet, spicy, or something else, my lady?
[He helpfully moves his hand through the air to gesture in three different directions as he labels them, so she can easily indicate her option. She takes a moment to think, and then she shoves a claw forward into the "sweet" airspace.]
—Sweet, please!
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[Both of them recognize dango from Hisui, and Sneasler looks excited. Ingo takes both sticks, so that he can hold Sneasler's out for her.]
But thank you very much!
[It is only after getting that far in the responses that he realizes he didn't sign along with any of that. AND NOW HE HAS DANGO IN BOTH HANDS!! HOW IS HE GOING TO GET OUT OF THIS ONE?!]
—Ah!!
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Whooaaa! That was so cool!
[The lad is flailing his arms around in an animated matter.]
Are you some kind of Battle Girl trainer?! You're so strong!
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Next time I'm getting the bell. [She signs that out and then pauses—she's had good luck so far here, but she shouldn't assume.] Do you know sign?
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Oh man...sorry, but I have no clue what any of that means! But if I had to guess, you're gonna try again huh? You were really close the first time so I'm sure you'll get the bell this time!