Fizzytopian Park and Gardens

[ApertureScience]

OOC: I'm pretty bad with this romance thing, I must say.

Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig

“Well, is it really all that fun if I flat out tell you how I feel? Where’s the challenge in that? It seems I’m the only one who likes puzzles.” Neville cryptically said after Myrtle’s story. He did seem to be the only one who enjoyed risking himself against the odds, all others preferring to sit in their comfort zone… but to him, coming out of that area was fun. You never knew what was going to happen then. “But, if you must know… yes, I like you too. I don’t like eavesdroppers, however.” Neville was referring to the female Crobat in this case, herself being slightly less stealthy than the male, who Neville had not seen. “My eyes are, in fact, pointing directly upwards. You tried.”

[Missingno. Master]

Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig: Neville started to get cryptic, implying that he was going to have Myrtle find out for herself how he really felt... but then, he outright said it, that he liked her too.

Myrtle was overcome at that moment, those simple words from Neville resounding in her head, affecting her like she never thought possible. The Shuppet could hardly believe that it wasn't too long ago that the very sound of the Stunfisk's voice was sufficient to enrage her, and yet now, his admission to liking her filled her with joy like she had never felt before in life. Not even the constant kindness she had been shown by Keith, or Bedivere, or anyone else had made her feel like this. If there were any lingering doubts as to her feelings (which she was sure there weren't in the first place), they were gone now.

And then Neville continued, stating that what he didn't like was eavesdroppers, and then looked directly at Hedwig, who did her best to not react to this, though inside, the Crobat was upset that she had been spotted, and so easily, too.

Myrtle rolled her eyes. "My trai-ner's Cro-bat," she stated with a clear air of annoyance. "Clear-ly, she still does not trust you... Of course, she will keep her dis-tance if she knows what is good for her!" the Shuppet shouted, glaring up at where Neville was looking. She then looked back at Neville, and could not help but smile at the Stunfisk. "What say we just ig-nore her?" Myrtle suggested. "If she has a brain in that skull of hers, she will not try a-ny-thing a-gainst you. And if she does try, then I will hold her off so you can get a-way. Neville... Just being near you makes me happier than I can ever remember being," Myrtle admitted, her usual stutter seeming to clear up. She found herself subconsciously floating ever so slightly closer to Neville, found herself gazing into his eyes, found herself vaguely wondering how this sight could ever have been a bad thing to her.

Hedwig watched this unfold from above, still hovering silently, despite having been spotted. She was finding herself quite surprised by how things were going. Neville and Myrtle really did seem to love each other, and the Crobat knew only too well that if she made a move for Neville now, she'd find herself the target of Myrtle's Curse, and that would hurt, even with the colossal level difference.

[EpicSquirtle]

Cyanide, Pomona, Surus, Sparky
As Pomona landed the finishing blow on the Onix Sparky was left completely stunned. "Woah that was incredible" Said Sparky. Sparky then looked around and saw no sign of Jake. In the back of his mind he was worried about why the Onix suddenly appeared out of no where attacked. "Alright let's find Jake" Said Sparky before getting back on Cyanide's back ready to find his trainer.

Meowth, Selina, Jake, Pom, Telpo, Bubbles, Botch
As Meowth utterly owned the Dugtrio Jake was left speechless. "That was amazing Meowth!" Said Jake "I mean taking out 11 Dugtrio is no easy feat" Jake then turned to Pom. "You did great too taking out the leader Pom" Said Jake before walking over to the pit where his other pokemon were. "Hey Pom can you jump down there and toss me up your teammates pokeballs?" Asked Jake. Pom nodded before he jumped down and tossed up each pokeball one by one. Once they were all there Jake returned them all before sending out Pom,Bubbles and Botch again. "Alright guys Sparky is missing I need your help can you help?" However Botch seemed to have twisted a muscle from the fall and Bubbles had other things on her mind quickly hurrying away. "Looks like it's back to square one" Said Jake to Meowth before letting out a sigh of disappointment.


Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig,Bubbles

As Bubbles ran off she came to an open field with a single tree. Then she saw something that made her blood boil. "That Shuppet got to Neville before me!" Thought Bubbles before hiding behind the tree to snoop on there conversation. All was going well until Neville outright said that he liked Mytrle. Bubbles froze as that was said. Bubbles realized one thing. "Neville doesn't like me..." Thought Bubbles. That thought however was too much for Bubbles to bear, as just then she burst out from behind the tree in tears and ran away from the field.

[Missingno. Master]

OOC: This post is being written under the impression that lilblue is no longer RPing in here, and thus, dropping the storyline with Minchi and Kanna. If my impression is mistaken, please tell me and I will gladly correct the post accordingly.

Cyanide, Pomona, Surus, Sparky, Meowth, Selina, Jake, Pom, Telpo, Bubbles, Botch: Pomona giggled at Sparky's words. "Aw, thanks, Sparky!" she replied happily. Just then, Cyanide took off, with Sparky on her back, running towards the source of the smell. Pomona raced behind them, trying to keep up.

Meanwhile, Meowth grinned modestly as Jake was in awe of his battling skills. Unfortunately, Bubbles and Botch didn't have much of anything to offer in the way of help. As Jake sighed that they were back to square one, Meowth suddenly heard something.

"Maybe not," he said as he pointed in the direction from which the sound was coming. Then, through the bushes crashed Cyanide and Pomona, with Sparky on Cyanide's back. "Hey, Cyanide, Pomona, where did youse come from?" Meowth greeted them.

"Oh, hi, Meowth!" exclaimed Pomona. "This is Sparky, here on Cyanide's back, he's a Joltik, and we're trying to help him find his trainer!"

"Really?" Meowth replied. "Cuz Jake here, dis is Sparky's trainer right here."

"Oh! All right, then!" Pomona replied happily.

"You're welcome," smirked Cyanide to Sparky.

"Now dere's just one problem- now we're all lost," sighed Meowth.

Pomona shook her head. "No, no we're not!" the Ivysaur argued. "I marked the way with String Shot while I was going after them! I'll lead the way back!"

"Ah," nodded Meowth before he turned to face Jake. "Pomona here says dat she marked da way back wit her String Shot, so we can follow her back. C'mon, let's go!"

Severus, Bubbles: As the Corphish ran off crying into the distance, unnoticed by anyone in the group she was fleeing from, she was noticed by another Pokemon- a Dustox belonging to Keith, yet another one of his Pokemon he had sent out earlier, and he had seen all that had just gone on. Severus flew over to the sobbing Corphish and spoke up. "Um, hi," Severus said. "I couldn't help but notice what happened back there, and... I gotta say, I can relate. If you need someone to talk to...?"

[Marion Ette]

Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig - Sangre finds it somewhat interesting that the prank-loving Stunfisk offers the Scyther a Cheri Berry with which to heal himself. The Stunfisk offered a Scyther one, mentioning that his trainer had given him the satchel; perhaps he would face some kind of punishment by his trainer if he did not offer his victims some form of treatment. Certainly, such an action rebuilt trust... Though to what end, Sangre could not exactly say. Of course, it is not long before Myrtle and Neville exchange their confessions of love for one another... or at least liking one another, much to the dismay of a passing Corphish, who apparently takes the news of the newly established romance rather poorly. Sangre had not heard that Neville was so popular with the ladies, but it was certainly an interesting piece of information to learn about his target... Was it true what they said about women fawning over bad boys? Sangre could not really say. After all, he was neither a good boy or a bad one... Simply neutral. Simply a hunter, doing the best that he could in the world.

As Neville calls out that he does not like eavesdroppers, Sangre remains frozen, hoping that the Stunfisk may doubt his senses... Fortunately for him, it was not he who was sighted, but Hedwig. The male Crobat is highly displeased at how easily the female gave away her position, especially considering that she was of a much higher level than himself. Was she trained in stealth by a damned Snorlax? Though Sangre can feel his irritation rising, he reminds himself that he has a mission to complete; thus, despite his internal emotions, he remains externally unphased, silent and still as stone. He does not dare shoot a glare at Hedwig, or indicate his feelings in any way, though he wonders to himself at whether her presence will ultimately give him away. Fortunately, it seemed as though Myrtle and Neville had only spotted Keith's Crobat... for now. I doubt Hedwig hunts on her own very often, Sangre thinks to himself. If the bar is any indication, that trainer of hers likely gives her all the blood she needs. Quite a shame. As Sangre's initial annoyed reaction dies down, he begins thinking; Perhaps I should take her out on a hunt with me sometime. I will have to eat beforehand, of course, but perhaps she could learn a thing or two. The thought satisfies him such that he cannot help but silently grin to himself.

[Missingno. Master]

Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig: High above the pair of lovebirds (well... love-fish-and-possessed-cloth?), Hedwig was silently fuming. She was stealthy, damn it! She could approach a wild Mothim from behind and devour him in one bite, and do the whole thing so quickly and quietly that the ill-fated insect would literally have no idea what happened. One second, he'd be alive and well, and the next second, death. Not even a damn Azumarill would be able to hear her coming! And she had been completely silent this whole time, so why was it that Neville had spotted her and not Sangre? She sneaked a glance at the male Crobat next to her, and silently wondered... was he somehow stealthier than her? What possible reason could there have been that she was the one who was noticed, and not him? Myrtle, of course, noticed the both of them- try as he might to not show his emotions outwardly, Sangre could not conceal them, not completely. Even the slightest bit of emotion could not be hidden from Myrtle's supernatural sense of taste. But that slimy Stunfisk noticed her. How? She had been completely silent this entire time, her movements had been minimal, and the tree branches and leaves were hiding her well. And yet here she was, her stealth skills called into question, right in front of another Crobat. How humiliating! Still, she remained still and silent, not wanting to confirm what she hoped were but mere coincidental suspicions on the Stunfisk's part. Even if Myrtle had already identified her to the Stunfisk.

[Marion Ette]

Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig: Sangre could sense the anger and hurt radiating from Hedwig, and though he was not usually the type to provide comfort, particularly to one he does not know well and particularly while on a mission, he cannot help but feel somewhat sorry for the lady Crobat. After all, she had certainly been discreet - her silence rivaled even his - but in broad daylight, the Stunfisk, with its eyes turned upward, likely could see the shadow of a being against the sky flying into the tree. Sangre had made the choice to position himself beforehand to avoid being seen, but the lady, being unaware of Neville and Myrtle's presence until she landed, did not have the luxury of planning her actions in advance. Sangre glances over at the other Crobat, giving her a quick look before turning back to the targets, trying to communicate a bit of reassurance. He wondered to himself if it was even worth remaining in stealth... The pair was already keenly aware that they were being watched, even if not by him, and Neville would likely alter his behavior with the knowledge that others were observing him if he indeed had something to hide. Why oh why did this Crobat have to ruin everything for him? He supposed he should be angry, and yet... Despite the fact that his mission was ultimately an awful failure, he was, in some odd way, thankful for the company. Besides, he could already sense that she felt bad about it, and Sangre was not the type to inflict negative emotions on others, unlike some people he knew. Even if he was angry, he would rather not have Hedwig feel guilt as a result.

The male Crobat finally sighs, no longer caring if such an action would give away his position. He speaks very softly, almost in a whisper; Is the one known as Keith also sending eyes to watch these two?

[Missingno. Master]

Hedwig, Sangre: Still indignant over her stealth having been for naught, over having been spotted so insultingly easily, Hedwig noticed the quick glance Sangre gave her. It was a look which conveyed a little reassurance, and it calmed her down somewhat. Then, to her mild surprise, the male Crobat sighed- the very first sound she heard out of him today. In what almost amounted to a whisper, he asked Hedwig if Keith was also sending someone to watch Myrtle and Neville. In just as quiet a voice, Hedwig replied, "Yes- me. Though neither he nor I actually knew they would be meeting here, or else I'd have already been here before them. He has asked the rest of my team to keep their eyes on Neville should they see him with Myrtle, though, of course." The female Crobat paused to glance back down at Myrtle and Neville before continuing. "He doesn't trust that Stunfisk, and having been his teammate for a brief period, neither do I. But Marion does not seem like the type to send someone to spy on Neville like that... who sent you? Coselle, I'm guessing?"

[Marion Ette]

Hedwig, Sangre: Hedwig is somewhat surprised at Sangre breaking his usual silence, asking whether Keith had indeed sent her to spy on the lovers. Apparently, though Keith had not anticipated that the pair would be meeting as Coselle had, she had been tasked with the same duty, though her lack of forewarning caused her to arrive late to the scene. The female Crobat turns to keep her eye on the couple, remarking that Keith does not trust the Stunfisk... a view that she and her trainer shared. She observes (rightfully so) that Marion would not be the type to send Sangre for the purposes of spying, and guesses that it may have been Keith's girlfriend, Coselle, who made the call.

Marion has no need for spies, Sangre mutters. She feels it not her place to meddle in the affairs of others. Her sister would do well to learn from her. Sangre's eyes remain focused on the couple, looking for even the slightest changes in behavior. She told me about this Neville. For once, I thought she was right to be concerned... Sangre shakes his head. Though I have yet to see any proof.

[Missingno. Master]

Hedwig, Sangre, Chuck: Hedwig listened as Sangre stated that while Marion had no need for spies, Coselle was indeed the one who put him on the trail of Neville, though he had yet to see any proof that the Stunfisk warranted concern. "Yes, he's behaving far better than I've ever seen him behave. You should have seen him back when he was under my trainer's ownership," frowned Hedwig. "He rigged the entire bar with Stealth Rock and purposely activated Static whenever he could, not unlike what he did with that Scyther. And he offered no Cheri Berries to his victims, either." At that moment, a wisp of purple gas appeared from out of nowhere before the two Crobat, followed by a dark sphere surrounded by the same kind of smoke. On the sphere was a widely grinning face. "What are you doing here, Chuck?" whispered Hedwig.

"Came to keep an eye on those two, of course," the Gastly whispered back. "Neville may have spotted you already, but I can go invisible. Plus, he's never seen me before, I could convince him I'm a wild Pokemon if need be. You two take a break, why don't you?"

Hedwig looked at Sangre. "He's got a point," she stated as the Gastly went invisible. "Sun will be going down soon, anyway, and I'm starting to get hungry. I normally hunt alone, but I wouldn't object if you wanted to come along," she offered.

[Balmund]

Strolling through the verdant Fizzitopian Park, a trio of jolly Pokémon take a moment to make the most of this wonderfully sunny afternoon while their trainer quietly read a book, deep in thought in a bench nearby. Leading the group, a sand-colored landshark seemed almost to dance with exorbitant and unexplained joy. The day seemed almost perfect for him, and though he didn't know what it would be perfect for, the thought still excited him in a weird manner. If only he had a cold bottle of beer it would've been so much better. For now, all he was told to do was to look over for the two young ones, being the most experienced of the group.

Behind him, a similarly hyper Dunsparce followed suit, though her own happiness was likely a result of the former's highly contagious demeanor. Her attention seemed to sporadically shift every other second to a new target as she marveled at all the activity taking place around them, trainers and Pokémon alike getting to know each other, playing games, sharing a picnic, or simply having a pleasant talk. The thought of finding a new playmate was nice, and sharing a tasty treat was even better, especially if it was sweet.

"Y'know, I'm happy for ya both an' all," a third voice spoke up, "but I still don't git what's up with that silly grin of yours. Ya ate some laughter beans or somethin', Nars?"

"Could be!" The Gabite replied while bursting in laughter. "What can I say. Live long, laugh hard!"

"Where I come from they say that 'He who laughs on his own, his mischief remembers.' Just sayin'" The Water-type chuckled. "This place is so nice. Should we set down in here? My belly's a rumblin'!

[Missingno. Master]

Nagini, Narsil, Fa, Kara: Keith had been slowly letting more and more of his Pokemon out into the park so they could enjoy the fresh air and so forth. One of these Pokemon, an Arbok, was slithering around, looking for something to do, when she spotted a trio of Pokemon- an oddly colored Gabite, and a Dunsparce and Totodile, both of whom smelled vaguely familiar. Especially the Dunsparce. Nagini figured that the Totodile was the female one which her trainer had hatched many years ago, only to almost immediately trade for the Croagunk who was now the Toxicroak known as Malfoy- she didn't really meet that Totodile, but she did register her scent. The Dunsparce, however, had been a long-time teammate of hers', and indeed, she recalled the great reluctance with which Keith had given her up. Without further ado, she slithered over to the group. "Dunsparce? Is that really you?" Nagini asked her former teammate. "You do remember me, I hope? Pomona said your new trainer named you Fa, right? Oh, excuse me," she added to the Gabite and Totodile. "My name is Nagini. What are your names?"

Hannah, Hebenon, Delilah: Meanwhile, in the lake, as Hebenon and Delilah looked at each other, a second Qwilfish swam up to them. "There you are, big brother!" grinned Hannah.

"Hi, Hannah," smiled Hebenon as he turned to Delilah. "Delilah, this is my little sister, Hannah. Hannah, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend Delilah."

"Oh, so you're Delilah," smiled Hannah. "My big brother says very nice things about you. It's great to meet you!"

[Balmund]

"Heh, heh, heh, sure, this is a nice place." The Gabite responded to the hungry Totodile before taking seat and unpacking his bag, as deftly as he could do with his single claws. It was then that the group was suddenly approached by a figure with an intense air around her, lured by her own curiosity and nostalgia. She seems to have recognized one of the three, and approaches the Dunsparce in hopes that she would remember her. Fa tilts her head questioningly for only a moment before a sudden spark flashes into her mind. "Ah! Nagiiiii! I remember, I remember!" She exclaims hopping up and down in excitement. Her days at Keith's squad were a distant memory, but they still hadn't become complete strangers to her. That being said, the way Nagini impressed her now and the way Fa seemed to remember her were rather different.

The dragon and crocodile turn their gazes to each other with a puzzled look before Nagini apologizes, introducing herself properly. Kara in particular seemed to scratch her lower jaw as her mind made that extra effort to remember her familiar scent."Well, ma'am, my name would be Narsil." The Gabite was first to introduce himself. "Hey! And you can this fine example of a lady croc as Kara." The Water-type added with a giggle. "Sure thang we weren't expecting such an encounter, but it would be a bad show of hospitality if we didn't invite ya for some good, late-afternoon lunch. You got enough in that bag, darling?"

"If I could pull some sort of miracle maybe these dumplings will multiply by art of magic. People will start calling me the next Messiah!" The Gabite laughed out loud in response, though clearly implying that his provisions weren't that plenty.

"Don't be so blasphemous, hun." Kara reprimanded his partner with a Scratch, though one so playful and casual that it came as nothing more than a slap on the wrist. "Speaking of the Lord, isn't Reverend Vega doing some of his daily prayer near the edge of the pond?"

"Reverend? That Arbok always struck me as more of a looney cultist fanatic than an actual Man of God."

"I'll have you know, Reverend Vega is one fine example of a man!" Kara Scratched the Gabite again, though he only laughed it off in return. It was rather hard to tell if Kara was actually irritated or just playing game at this point. Narsil after all, said everything in good spirit. When wasn't he in good spirits anyways?

[Missingno. Master]

Nagini, Fa, Narsil, Kara: Nagini couldn't help but smile as Fa suddenly remembered her, and let the Arbok know in no uncertain terms. The Gabite introduced himself as Narsil and the Totodile as Kara. "A pleasure to meet you both," Nagini said politely. Kara then invited Nagini to join them for lunch, though as Narsil implied that they weren't all that well-stocked on food. Nagini did not immediately reply- she didn't want to appear rude by refusing, but she also didn't want to end up hogging what little food they had for themselves. Then, they started talking about some Arbok named Vega, and Nagini's interest was piqued. "Which way is it to the pond?" she asked. "It's not often I get to meet another of my kind."

[Balmund]

Narsil roared in laughter yet again as Nagini almost immediately asks for direction to the pond, showing great interest in meeting another of her kind. "Well, you certainly don't beat around the bush, do you, ma'am?"

"Don't be rude!" Kara gave him another comical smack. "If she wants to meet her kin, who are we to refuse?"

"Aww... you're leaving already?" Fa whined in disappointment.

"No, no. No need for it to be such a sudden departure. We are all going lead Miss Nagi to our good Reverend. It's only the polite thing to do." Kara reassured her.

"And here I thought I was the team leader ..." Narsil almost murmured with a bit of sarcasm. "Lead the way, boss!"

"Alright!" Kara jumped back up to her feet with a gleeful expresion, gesturing for everyone to follow. Having set her mind to it, it was a done deal already in her mind, and it was going to be great. "After me!"

[Missingno. Master]

Nagini, Fa, Narsil, Kara: Fa seemed sad at the idea of Nagini leaving already, but before Nagini could respond, Kara stated that they would all lead her to where Vega was. "I would appreciate that, thank you," said Nagini. She then looked at Fa. "You know, Fa, Keith hasn't forgotten about you. Later on I'll take you to him, and I guarantee he'll be thrilled to see you again." She then made ready to follow Kara.

[Balmund]

"Really?" Fa's face brightened up as Nagini promised her to take her to Keith later on, letting her know that her previous trainer still hadn't forgotten about her, and would very much like to see her. "Mm! She nodded energetically before following everyone else to the lake.

Step after step, Kara seemed to be humming a tune to herself as a few questions starting buzzing around her mind. Nars couldn't keep from smirking to himself as if he could almost perfectly guess was is it that his partner was having in mind. Meanwhile, Fa took the job of making sure there was not a moment of awkward silence as she bombarded the lady Arbok with thousands of trivial questions regarding Keith and her old teammates, having definite trouble remembering some, though the names of Pomona, Gemini, Hebenon and even Hedwig managed to pop-up.

Eventually, it was Kara that interrupted the pair with a question of her own. "Say Miss, you'll have to pardon me for being too forward, but I just have to ask ..." a slightly mischievous grin formed on the female Totodile's face. "What is it that you're looking for ... in a man?"

[Marion Ette]

Myrtle, Neville, Spirit, Sangre, Hedwig: As Hedwig describes the horrors that the Stunfisk named Neville imparted upon unsuspecting patrons of the bar, the male Crobat suddenly stiffens, his eyes darting to and fro as if looking for something. The hairs on the back of the Crobat's neck stood on end, and his sense that the pair was not alone put him immediately on edge. He tried his best to absorb the potentially important character background of his target, but is too distracted by the presence he detects to wholeheartedly listen. Sure enough, the sixth sense he developed from his exposure to sneaky ghost-types throughout his youth did not lead him astray, as sure enough, a Gastly materializes before the two Crobat, grinning intensely. Though Sangre was not one to read emotions like Minerva could, he could at least discern that the Gastly did not seem intent on attacking. Indeed, it seems as if this spectre, who Hedwig identifies as Chuck, is embarking on the same mission as the two Crobat. Sangre nods solemnly. He was not particularly thrilled about this mission anyhow, and with Hedwig already having drawn enough attention, perhaps it was best to leave matters to the Gastly. Though Sangre pauses with reluctance initially, Hedwig's invitation is too enticing for him to decline.

Very well. I entrust the mission to you. Please make sure that what you impart to Keith finds its way to the one he is so dreadfully enthralled with for reasons I cannot fathom. He turns to Hedwig, the slightest of smiles on his face. Feeding time already, is it? I always hunt alone... Sangre pauses for a moment. Then again, I suppose there is a first time for everything. Lead, and I shall follow.

Nagini, Fa, Narsil, Kara, Bedivere, Spinel, Kuranes: As the merry group of dragon and snake-like beings approaches the lakeside to introduce the Arbok among them to their deeply spiritual teammate Vega, it appears to them as if they are not the only ones who seek out the serene, picturesque lakeside; indeed, it seems as if a couple of Pokemon have recently arrived to the lakeside as well, with the intention of enjoying a picnic. Of course, considering the company gathered, the picnic is anything but normal.

A beautiful creature with lilac tips in its gorgeous, deep purple locks levitates a glass of ruby-red wine which matches its eyes, sipping occasionally as it observes a jovial, chuckling Frillish setting up at least four or five blankets on the lakeside, one after the other, weighing down each blanket with copious amounts of food. Tureens nearly overflowing with gravies and sauces, casserole dishes and salad bowls, pies, baskets of sandwiches, even a whole roasted Tepig. Taking center stage, however, is a pale-furred Eevee that appears to have been bound and gagged, looking nervously to and fro as it struggles against its bonds. Various metallic, surgical implements have been scattered around the creature; though to the trained eye, some of these devices would have no real purpose or meaning, they certainly look sharp and painful enough to induce fear in any who would look at them. Eventually, the Frillish turns to the enchanting Misdreavus, giving it a wave and a smile. Grinning and blushing coquettishly, the feminine spirit floats over with its wine, apparently excited to sample some of the tasty treats that have been so carefully laid out by the Frillish. Its gaze particularly focuses on the furry captive, as the Eevee thrashes in vain to get away from the pair of ghosts who presumably Eeveenapped him.

"This is the first time you have dined with us, is it not? Oh, I do hope that I have brought enough food, ohohohoho~!" The Frillish claps his hands together and smiles, though he looks over the massive quantity of food with a fretful expression. "I do not wish for you to go hungry on your welcome dinner. I know that your diet is a bit unortho-"

The Misdreavus smirks and gives a little wink to reassure the Frillish that the dinner looks absolutely lovely. The Frillish grins, clearly excited to indulge the creature, before lifting one of the implements scattered around the Eevee with his tentacle, laughing maniacally. "Dreadfully sorry, old chap! It appears you drew the short straw for our dinner tonight... I do hope you understand that we do not want our newest companion going hungry, now, do we? I suggest that you do not hold back your fear, as it will make the process that much more quick... Though I imagine that my newest and dearest companion would want to savor the meal..." The Frillish looks over at the Misdreavus, who nods with a sadistic look in its sanguine eyes. "Ohohohoho~! Well, I suppose this will be torturous for Sir K, then, will it not?" Bedivere grins darkly, holding the implement close to the Eevee's throat while he searches for something. "Now, where did I put that razor...? Would not want all that luxurious fur getting in the way, ohohohohoho~!"

[Missingno. Master]

Nagini, Fa, Narsil, Kara: As the group moved on, Fa wasted no time in bombarding Nagini with all sorts of trivial questions about Keith, as well as her other old teammates. Nagini couldn't help but smile the entire time- Fa's limitless energy was just like she remembered.

"Yes, he still wears that hat," Nagini said, attempting to answer Fa's questions as fast as they came out. "No, Hebenon never learned how to use Fire Blast, though he does know Flamethrower now. Yes, Malfoy told Bellatrix how he feels about her- yes, she feels the same way about him, too! Yeah, Keith does have a girlfriend now-"

Kara, however, interrupted Fa's relentless barrage of questions with a single one of her own; she asked Nagini what she is looking for in a man. Nagini blushed at the question, and hesitated before answering, this not-so-trivial question having caught her way off guard when she was busy answering Fa's thousands of trivial questions. "Well," she began, "I... I guess I'm looking for someone... someone who... how do I put this... What I'm looking for is... someone kind and gentle. Someone who has power, but knows better than to abuse it. Someone who isn't violent unless the situation truly calls for it. Only problem is, I don't meet many snakes like that," sighed Nagini. "My trainer's Seviper prefers to intimidate first and ask questions later, and tends to see violence as a solution for nearly everything. I personally prefer to not get violent, or even intimidating, unless I absolutely need to. I'm told I'm pretty good at it though," she added with a modest tone to her voice, as though wanting to not sound full of herself. The Arbok paused, then said, "So... what is this Vega like?"

They hadn't arrived at the pond yet, and thus did not actually yet see the decidedly macabre picnic currently unfolding there.

Hedwig, Sangre: The male Crobat stated that while he always ate alone, he supposed there was a first time for everything, and asked Hedwig to lead the way, with the smallest of smiles on his face. Hedwig returned this small smile with one of her own before saying, "Very well. This way." With that, the female Crobat took off, flying off in the direction which led to the Pokemon-only Tree Grove. While a popular gathering spot for trainers' Pokemon, the outskirts were packed with many delicious wild Pokemon. It was one of Hedwig's favorite hunting grounds.

[Balmund]

All the pieces were set near the edge of the pond, and now only remained the main dish, a paled colored Eevee laying gagged on the center stage and trashing in vain to avoid meeting a gruesome end. Nothing personal, of course, but it would seem fate had dictated that today, Kuranes would serve as a meal for another, and his death was not likely to be quick and painless.

As Bedivere held the grim instrument against the fox's throat, a shadow loomed over them all, hissing in a very low, though nonetheless threatening tone. "We meet again, Sssir Bedivere." The voice greeted, neutral and monotone. Vega now Glared over the pair of Ghosts, unblinking with his pair of pale, ghastly eyes. "Now this is awfully unprofessional and inefficient of you. Picnics are meant to be prepared beforehand, are they not? And here you intend to spill blood in broad daylight. I'm afraid I can't allow it, it's the law. The fates have dictated this Eevee will live another day, though yours is rather uncertain. It depends on wether or not you desist right away."

As these events unfolded the other group was fast approaching the edge. Nagini was caught off guard by the sudden question, and admitted to be looking for a snake that would for once be kind and well-tempered like her, a thing which she did often not see in the others she had met, especially not Keith's Seviper. A description which coincided a lot with a certain Arbok Kara had met before. She had no time to respond however as something else diverted the flow of their conversation

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Fa suddenly squeaked out, noticing something not too far ahead, and dashes off with surprising Agility, switching into a more mobile form with a Rollout as she did.

"What in tarnation!" Kara yelps at Fa's sudden reaction, while Narsil simply cackles in amusement.

"What're you doing standing there all shocked like that! Run, Kara, run!" Narsil kept on the booming laughter as he went into full-throttle himself, followed close behind by the not so fast Totodile.