Roleplay

@sasutin @dracoon @draconequis @Carnifex

((Totally referencing Zayne at the end.))

Kalos sucked. Some group of wannabes doomed the region, everything was in shambles, and people were dead. A lot of people were dead. The only redeeming attribute of the whole place was the language, as it was decent. It was also her father's favorite language, which may have been cause for her bias opinion.

'Ams,' a voice trilled from below. After a moment, the voice repeated 'Ams' again, which made the 16-year-old sigh. Finally, violet eyes looked to meet the gaze of a... creepy... blob thing. A 'Stunfisk', it told her when it realized she could suddenly understand its words, but it likes the name she gave it. Found it fitting, apparently.

"What now, Troll?" Amethyst scowled at the Pokemon held against her chest. The stupid thing was hurt, and swore up-and-down that it couldn't follow her on "foot". Somewhere along that conversation, the whole thing translated into "carry me". What a nuisance of a Pokemon, but somehow, Amethyst couldn't ignore its demand.

'Stalker's visible again.'

"What?" With that, Amethyst spun around. Where was that dumb-as-nails statue? By the king, the one time she didn't enjoy being short. For a statue that was supposed to be visible, Amethyst was having one horrible time trying to spot it in the growing crowds. "Ugh. Where is it?"

'I dunno man,' grinned the Stunfisk before it snickered. 'Maybe waaaay over there, with the flowers? Or maybe floating over the crowd to watch a fight.'

A fight? Who would get into a fight without Amethyst? One eye twitched as the girl first looked for a patch of flowers, then peered into the sky in search of the statue. Nowhere to be found. Leave it to Troll to still troll her and everything. This thing was definitely a nuisance. But before she could scold the Pokemon for being stupid, something knocked her backwards. With a grumble, Amethyst peered down to see glittering steel. Ah, it was Impede.

Thank goodness this one wasn't too annoying anymore. Still tried stopping her from time-to-time, but she was getting used to it. Moments like this, however, made Impede the most promising in her little party of... weirdos. Satisfied with the Steelix's help, Amethyst sat up, then peered past the crowd to see what was going on. It was then that she realized where Stalker was, and the girl groaned.

Why was it over there, and what was it thinking, grabbing that idiot? That... pale-as-paper kid. What, was Stalker drawn to kids who seemed nearly at their death or something? At that thought, the girl paused. Wait, no; she wasn't nearly on her deathbed, so that couldn't be the reason for Stalker to grab the kid and help steady him.

"Stalker," Amethyst called, which made the Golurk look over its shoulder to peer up at the girl. "Leave the hobo alone, would you? Come on! We got important things to do, like finding a good plat- platter of food!"

There was a pause as the Pokemon seemed to consider her words. Was it... trying to compute? Ugh, this statue was pretty useless. Such a toddler.

"Come here, Stalker. I want to go." That seemed to do the trick. The Pokemon stepped away from the boy, offered a small flower for some reason, then casually floated towards Amethyst, who patted Impede's head as well as she could. Once the Golurk was with her, the girl looked the 'hobo' over one last time, glanced at the others who seemed to be part of the trouble, and rolled her eyes.

They felt different from most everyone; almost familiar, even. But that was crazy talk. Amethyst didn't know anyone in Kalos. Well, whatever.

@Carnifex @HowlingHooves

"They're talking about something. Can you hear what it is?"
"Cisco, they're far away. If you can't hear them, how am I supposed to?" Dom huffed.
"Well, we're not gonna find out like this. I'll go check it out."
"What?"
"I'll just, you know, very carefully trot past them. They won't notice a thing!"
"Cisco, I thought that this once we could abstain from causing any trouble..." Dom tried, but to no avail - Cisco was already gone. Dom let out a frustrated groan. Cisco was most of the time about as subtle as a tsunami, and Dom didn't trust that this would be one of the times when he'd actually succeed. Well, there wasn't much he could do about it now. Dom could maybe just stay in the sidelines and see what would happen, but that wasn't really his style. If Cisco got into trouble, he should at least be there to try to drag him out of it.

And of course things didn't go smoothly. Dom cursed inwardly as he saw one of the trio almost fall, because Cisco had managed to get in his way - naturally not even a minute after the Houndoom had had something to say about Dom's comment about tripping over people.
"Hey, shouldn't you watch where you're going?" Dom heard Cisco bark, which wouldn't have been a problem if the dude with the long coat had heard it as just that - a bark. However, Dom was fairly sure that if the boy was an avatar, too, he could understand Pokemon speech. Way to go, Cisco, with making first impressions on people we might need to team up with, Dom thought. Not that he himself was an expert on good first impressions, but that wasn't the point.

It seemed that the commotion was escalating more and more every passing minute, though. Before Dom got all the way to Cisco and the boy, a large, statue-like Pokemon appeared to prevent the boy from falling. Then yet another person - no, two people - appeared, and Dom just knew that they were avatars, too.
"Fight? I'm not fighting," Dom piped up and lifted his hands in front of him in a placating gesture. "I'm just trying to rein in my stupid dog."
Cisco growled indignantly, but Dom didn't even glance at him, and instead turned to speak to Zayne.
"Hey, you okay?" Dom almost patted the boy on the arm, but he looked skittish enough that Dom decided to keep his distance. Then he paid attention to the Pokemon on Zayne's back for the first time, and raised his eyebrows. He couldn't recall seeing anything like that before. If the situation was less chaotic, he probably would've asked about the Pokemon, but now--
"Hey, what kinda Pokemon are you, anyway?" Cisco asked curiously. Dom sighed. Well, at least Cisco hadn't yet noticed the other Houndoom that had arrived at the scene with one of the new people - he would most definitely try to pick a fight. So, Dom guessed it was best to play along with this.
"Sorry, he's rude. But I gotta say, I haven't seen a Pokemon like that either," he mentioned to the boy.

@draconequis

Woongin rolled his eyes. "Did you honestly think I didn't hear your Klefki ask you for orders? If he hasn't ordered a knuckle sandwich from Kangashkan, you all can make yourselves scarce. There's not only one refugee camp here, and this one happens to be mine," he continued bitterly, "Didn't you realise I'm alone in this? Nobody gave a damn about me for obvious reasons." The growl came again, and Woongin traced the source to a tiny, half-cracked purple egg with a baby Shuppet nestled inside. Its snoring was what made the growling, and the man's scowling immediately softened when the sleeping Shuppet rose, opening its eyes and imprinting on the man from how strong his negative emotions were. Woongin completely forgot the existence of another person and her Pokémon, lapsing into the most embarrassing baby talk at the Shuppet as it circled his head happily and ate its fill. Kangashkan could not help shedding a lone tear of joy, before turning back to the girl.

We don't know if we can trust you yet, but since you're here... she stated at last, We need help finding a plate, and my owner's scared off just about all the help that came by. You're the first to have fought back. I guess it says a bit about you.

@Carnifex @Key2Dawn

"Nice to meet you too," cooed Yoori at the tiny little furball who had helpfully piped up with names, before shirtless insisted condescendingly that she was the one who couldn't lay a finger on him. Immediately, her poor temper manifested despite at least 2 people coming in to restraint her and her Sawsbuck jumped in, wedging himself in between Talon and his current owner. Yoori tried to mount her Sawsbuck to get across to no avail, all while yelling 'So you wanna go now? Is this how you want to do this? You think I'm easy to fell because I'm a woman? Well, guess what, I'm not-' before Atom sighed and said something he knew would stop her dead in her tracks.

He wouldn't want you to get killed over something petty.

Yoori froze, sliding off the side of her Sawsbuck before stating quietly, "If only he was here to actually stop me physically." Her face, red with rage immediately faded to grief, and she turned back to the crowd of 'specials' forming. "My brother and I own pretty much all the hotels of Kalos- that includes Couriway. He opened it up as a refugee camp of sorts, so if you need resources and shelter, just drop by. I'm sorry you had to see that," she admitted at last, her sarcasm remaining at the last part (she was not sorry- challenging the literal grim reaper to a duel was not the wisest thing) but her original edge replaced with grief. She began trudging away, resigned.

@dracoon @HowlingHooves

Amethyst couldn't help it: she quirked a brow at the sight of the source for all the commotion. These people were strange with a capital 's', but that made them all pretty amusing, perhaps even interesting. It helped that one of them was clearly trying to pick a fight with the others. Now that girl was speaking Amethyst's language, and she found herself becoming more curious as the girl abruptly backed down after her own dares.

Pity that couple called off the fight, and even more sad that the woman who was starting it actually listened. Geez, how boring was that? At least a fight would raise spirits in this otherwise miserable refugee camp. Seriously people, think of the 'bigger picture'- at least, that was as big as Amethyst was willing to think.

'Look at that, Ams,' grinned the Stunfisk as he peered up at his Trainer. 'You could actually learn something from that one.' As Impede snorted at the idea, Amethyst gave Troll her dirtiest look, which made the Pokemon snicker again. 'Just saying, man. At least she knows how to bow out of a fight unscathed.'

"Oh, ha-ha," snapped the teen as she casually dropped the blob on the steel snake, then rose to her feet. "You are so impossible, you little rascal." As she said this, Amethyst held out her arms expectantly towards Stalker, who obediently scooped her into its own arms, then hovered where it was, waiting for instruction.

Ah, here was a pretty redeeming feature of the statue: it actually listened to Amethyst and expected orders, unlike the other two. Though Impede was pretty okay besides the whole 'getting in her way' gig, Stalker was probably her favorite of the three, even with it always scaring the life out of her.

"To the ground, Stalker," instructed the teen, which prompted her statue companion to quickly drop down. Normally this would be scary, but since it was Amethyst falling so abruptly to earth, it was a thrill. There was a wicked-pleased grin on her lips as Stalker touched ground. That was fun.

"Hey, lady-without-style," Amethyst called out as she squirmed out of Stalker's grasp to follow the woman. "What's with backing off? I thought you were totally going to beat down that punk with the weird tattoos."

"Wouldn't a good brawl be an awesome way to let off steam and entertain?" That said, she looked pointedly toward the couple, as if it was a perfectly reasonable idea. Brawling was fun, entertaining for everyone, and overall an excellent proposal. Who cared if people got hurt? Everyone was already hurt anyway! What's a few more bruises? While the teen focused mostly on Yoori, Stalker looked back towards the other avatars, almost curious about them.

It was clear to the Golurk that they weren't regular humans, much like Amethyst. It wanted to know what they were, why they were special, and how it happened. Though Amethyst and the other members of her team didn't seem to particularly care, Stalker was interested. Just another thousand wonders for the Automaton.

@Key2Dawn

Yoori turned on her heel, raising an eyebrow. She was still sad, it was pretty obvious from her expressions but she let off another condescending smirk. "Someone will take him down anyway. Firstly, he asked a stupid question and pretty much flat-out threatened someone in public. Secondly, he's poor so if the police swooped in, we won't be seeing him in a while. Thirdly, even if he got away, he's not going to be particularly convincing, if not having everyone entirely convinced he's a devil advocate waiting to happen." She flicked forth with a slender finger, her eyes narrowing, "I didn't need to lift a finger and he just crushed his own pillars of trust. Why get physical when people are already having foots-in-mouths on your behalf to make you look so much better?"

She cracked her knuckles, studying the girl that had chased up to her. The aura of the girl said that she was possibly a small legendary- maybe a Sinnoh Lake Trio member, or possibly Jirachi. From all that nicks and scars, mused Yoori, it would be really ironic if the girl embodied the blessing of Victini. Though, once more, she kept this to herself as she studied the crowd behind her. "You wanna walk to my brother's place first? It's beside the hotel, and a lot easier to talk to. We could wrestle, but I'm certain I'll probably hurt you. Like I said, jujitsu black belt. I could wrestle dragons if I wanted to," she continued, chatty but also relatively clear-headed, "I haven't gone back to my brother's in a long time- ran away from home for a couple of years because my parents insisted I take business. Nah, son, I'd rather look at stars." She continued walking, barely waiting for a response from the girl- she knew that the girl would catch up from curiosity anyway.

In the meantime, Atom glanced up at the Golurk, before turning to see Yoori leave. He remained behind, not exactly bound to her while also guarding the girl and her Pokémon. She left because her soulmate was killed in the disaster. he stated at last, She lies. As with everything she says about herself, mostly. At least the part about her brother owning the hotel, and her black belt is true. All she ever does is to pump herself full of ego, because she's afraid. Afraid of losing someone she holds dear again. She lives in guilt all the time, thinking she could've managed to save her soulmate. Out of the clique they had, only two survived the calamity and both were scientists. It sounded more like a monologue, but it was Atom's insight. The Sawsbuck knew that pointing out Yoori's facade would only serve to upset her, and he merely mused in rambles, not knowing for sure that the girl could've understood anyway.