Post-October Event Log

[nyom]

Who: Everyone
Where: Throughout Mango City
When: October 29 to November 2
What: Use this time to check on your CR, help people out, or do whatever. Everyone can make their own top-levels and you don't have to use the provided prompts. Wildcard it if you want. Have fun!

The nightmare is finally over and the aftermath sinks in. Wherever you are, news will eventually spread that the pokemon stopped their rampaging status, looking confused and some horrified by what had happened around them. Mari's Steelixes are finally off their guard duty, people are crying out of various emotions and people who are physically well enough flood out of the shelters in an attempt to search for their loved ones out there, whether they be people or pokemon. Some are reunited, some are not. Either way, people are in this together, comforting others over their losses and rebuilding the city. There's been quite a lot of destruction apart from the Pokemon Center and the hospital, after all. Some buildings are missing a roof, holes on the side wall, doors knocked down... some are unfortunate to have been entirely blasted away by an extremely strong rampaging pokemon's hyper beam (thanks, random Hydreigon).

After most people calm from their initial high emotions, the reconstruction starts. Of course, they also contact the people from Toran who helped with reconstruction efforts. Looks like the handymen will never rest...

The Pokemon Center is looking for additional manpower, getting pokeballs here to there, labeling whose pokemon are whose in things looking like incubators for those in queue of getting healed, and managing supplies. They are extremely short-staffed right now, so they will be looking for any help possible. Though, if you cause too much trouble than helping, you may be politely asked to leave or to help somewhere else. They don't have time for this. During the nights, the Pokemon Center may be crowded. After all, many people just lost their homes. They got nowhere to go.

The hospital is similar, in which they are also short-staffed. They're looking for disaster volunteers, and especially pokemon with healing capabilities to lessen the load on doctors and nurses who need to care for the more gravely wounded. With more help, the hospital will no longer seem as chaotic as before, but more along the lines of an orderly busy time. It helps that the people are no longer stuck inside due to the ongoings of the events outside, so the hospital is emptier than before, compared to when it was jam packed. The mental health department is also using Drowzees and Munnas to give people good dreams and eating nightmares without repercussions so that they can have a good night's rest. Not all wounds are physical, after all.

With the local Mart's help and other establishments, some people band together to supply people with food and drinks in a very open area in the park. Take a breather and eat something. If you look like you're running yourself ragged, one of the townspeople will drag you to eat and drink a proper meal. They don't need another patient in the hospital right now.

Remember that boba shop? Or those restaurants that you had the delicious meat from? Their damages vary from a broken window to being absolutely trashed. Pokemon and people alike are helping with moving the debris and cleaning up the mess. Someone piped up about recycling broken glass to make brand new windows with fire pokemon and proper glass making methods, so please don't throw them away!

The Radio Tower and the cemetery tower? They're both closed off to the public right now with yellow police caution tapes all around them. Your friendly policemen who all look the same advise nearby people to stay away from the two buildings at the moment. Please don't cause trouble or ask them questions... they're tired as it is like everyone else and they're not allowed to say anything for now, if ever. Your energy is better used elsewhere.

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[scension]

[In the early hours of the morning, after the noise stopped, Laevateinn the Houndour managed to wake up from fainting before Sagi could find him. He did not, as such, run away. He'll return if he absolutely has to. He merely decided that he had important, pragmatic business to attend to first, before the killjoy chicken can catch up with him and prevent it.

This is how a Houndour comes to be out here, padding along the trail out of town with an air of supreme smugness. This is also how he picked up the shiny, gaudy locket newly slung around his little doggy neck, now his main distinguishing feature from just any roaming wild Houndour. It was a struggle to put it on without hands, but it's a perfect fit!

But he's not done looting yet, oh no. He needs to perfect his look if he's to compensate for his idiot trainer's lack of style, and that cloak seems like a great complement to the locket - never mind that it's way too large for a Houndour to actually wear. So, ignoring the growls of the weird dark-furred animal sitting on top, he trots over to the cloak, intent on tugging it aside.]

[selfconcept]

[ When Laevateinn tries tugging on the cloak, he might be able to realize the scent is just like the dad figure he saw back then with Duri. The dog, however, sounds annoyed that it can't sleep when it's so early in the morning... therefore when Laevateinn doesn't stop tugging, it outright opens its eyes and snarls at him. Chihuahua snarls. It's still sitting on it. ]

[scension]

[The smell gives the Houndour pause for a second - where has he encountered this cloak before, again? Oh, yeah, in the city, on that one guy. Maybe he's dead too. Maybe he ran away from the city and dropped it on the way. It doesn't matter, it just means he's not here to hold onto it.

Thinking back to that man actually suggests this cloak, when unfolded, will look just a little too raggedy to be worthy of Laevateinn the Flameking's ~aesthetic~. However, the strange dog is warning him off of stealing it now, and that simply will not stand. He would turn his nose up at the chihuahua, but for that he'd need to let go of the cloak. Instead, he pulls on the hem again, harder this time.]

[selfconcept]

[ As Laevateinn does that, Hien trots over to him, puts his paw on his nose and speaks with an adult male voice full of distortion and static: ]

Leave this be, young one.

[scension]

[Laevateinn freezes up, eyes wide - but not for long. As soon as he pushes past the initial fright, he plants his paws down and barks madly, snapping and spitting little embers at the paw on his nose. Get off of him, freak!

The unholy noise he's making turns out to be the last clue that his trainer needed. The sound of slightly unsteady footsteps across dirt and dry branches rapidly gets closer, and in short order Sagi emerges from further down the forest trail. A messenger bag is slung over his shoulder, the strap wedged in the thin gap between where his hoodie ends and his feathers begin. He looks exhausted. He hasn't slept yet.]

Laevateinn!

[The Houndour doesn't stop barking for long, but the flash of guilty recognition in his eyes when he does is good enough for Sagi.]

I thought it was you running off this way! And you're bothering someone, again -

[...Wasn't he? He thinks he heard a voice, but now that Sagi actually looks, he can't see any other people around. He isn't paying close attention to the small creature next to his Houndour yet.]

Hm? They must have left. That was fast.

[selfconcept]

[ Ah, it's Sagi. Hien looks up at him and then at Laevateinn. Be a good boy, puppy. Hien claims the cloak as rightfully his once more, and lets out a light, squeaky bark at Sagi to let him know that he's here. Hello, young one. He's just glad that he didn't get burned, because that would be two forms he would have to worry about catching on fire.

His tail slowly wags while looking at Sagi. Yap. ]

[scension]

[Sagi looks down, his hand halfway to Laevateinn's Pokeball. Huh. This doesn't look like another Houndour, and its bark sounds considerably squeakier. It's easy to draw the comparison, since Laevateinn is still barking intermittently at the chihuahua between only slightly subdued growls.]

Aww, now you're a tiny fluffpup.

[Tiny, weird coloured and lacking in the long snakey tail department, but most Pokemon look weird to him, so why shouldn't this one? He crouches down to pet it, or at least try.]

I wonder what happened to your trainer. [It seems friendly enough to have one, and it has its own blanket to sit on.] Hope they're okay.

[selfconcept]

[ Hien will allow the petting, nuzzling his hand in return as he does so. It feels nice. But when he asks, he goes back to sitting upright on the cloak again and looks up at him. He opens his mouth and the same voice comes out--distorted with static and definitely a human male adult: ]

I am an independent chihuahua that needs no trainer.

[ ... For some reason he sounds incredibly sassy. ]

[scension]

[Sagi's eyes widen at the same moment that Laevateinn's growling intensifies again. He withdraws his hand very quickly.]

You can talk!

[The voice sounds somewhat familiar, but between the distorted buzzing and his general fatigue, it's hard to pin it down right away. Hmm... dark-coloured, big eyes, buzzing sound...]

You're... not the one who messed up the radio tower, are you?

[selfconcept]

[ Hien doesn't know about the Unowns fucking up the radio tower antenna, but he thinks Sagi came to that conclusion because of his static voice. He would have changed his voice to sound more normal, but that requires energy he currently doesn't have. ]

I am not the culprit behind the pandemonium. I worked very hard to help people get to safety. However, I did see the mastermind looking over the city in its destruction, but I failed to capture him.

[ He puts his paw in front of him. It would seem majestic if the dissonance wasn't real. ]

[scension]

[The static sound is most of the reason the idea occurred to him, really. That said, he has no reason to doubt the word of a chihuahua he just found in the middle of nowhere. He furrows his brow.]

There was a mastermind?! What did he look like?!

[There was obviously some kind of intent behind all of it, he thinks, but... a person? Is that the implication here? That comes as a shock.]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien tries to recount the events, but even after facing off against Joss twice, he can't bring himself to actually describe him well. A lot of things happened on that night, and he's absolutely exhausted from everything. ]

Some sort of humanoid. Very large. Able to stay in the air for a long time. Can force people to sleep.

[scension]

[Sagi considers the description. Possibly not human, then. That tracks better with the scale of the destruction he saw.]

Did he say what he's trying to...?

[There's a sharp tug on his sleeve, almost pulling him the rest of the way to the ground from where he's crouching. He looks down to see his Houndour's teeth clamped onto his hoodie.]

What's the matter now?

[Laevateinn's annoyance is now turned on Sagi. He backs off, barks angrily, paws pointedly at the hem of the cloak on the ground, and barks some more. Incorrigible dimwit, do you not realise who this the kind of freak of nature you're talking to actually is?

The display is mostly lost on Sagi, who just blinks. Good grief, he's tired. He's not even sure where he's going to find a bed at this point, he just wants to sleep for twenty years.]

The cloth? What about it?

[What are you saying, puppy? Did Joscelaint fall down the well?]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien shakes his head no when Sagi asks the first question and then looks over at Laevateinn. ]

Oh, he wanted this cloak, but I'm using it. Sorry.

[ That's totally what he means, right? ]

[scension]

You heard him, it's taken. [Sigh.] I already don't know where he got that necklace.

[This is not the response Laevateinn wanted out of either of them. His frustration hitting a new peak, he barks even louder, as loud as his doggy lungs have the capacity for - pawing at the hem of the cloak again, but glaring fixedly at the chihuahua. Nobody is getting back to sleep while he carries on like this.]

Ughh, calm down! [Sagi has to cover his ears. He heard entirely too much screaming all through last night to be dealing with this now that the rampage is over.] It's not your cloak, it's... whoever's it is!

[Presumably not the fluffpup creature's cloak - it's much too large. Though it did claim not to have a trainer...]

[selfconcept]

[ Wow, Sagi sure looks like he's having a tough time. Hien looks over at Laevateinn and does a little puppy sigh. He continues to sit on the cloak and faces Laevateinn with a certain aura that puppies would normally not exude. It feels like a vibe that's rather otherworldly, and that's because Hien is pretending to have the pressure of a god. His voice is slightly lower than usual, but still full of distortion and static. ]

Stand down, Laevateinn. Your trainer does not need more stress.

[scension]

[It's certainly a more intimidating display than the "fury of a god" voice Sagi has attempted with Laevateinn once or twice to date; not being a teenager helps. The Houndour's ego is too large for him to back down, but he does shut his mouth, leaving only a quieter growl in his throat. He glares at the chihuahua twice as irritably to make up for it.

Sagi's only reaction is to tilt his head, suddenly sceptical. Does he look stressed? He doesn't think he's more stressed than anyone else in the city tonight. That, coupled with the voice under the static sound that he can almost but not quite place, makes him start to wonder.]

Sorry, but do I know you?

[selfconcept]

[ Hien relaxes and looks up at Sagi, wagging his tail a little. ]

It's Hien. Sorry for looking like a dog.

[scension]

...Hien!

[That's where he heard this voice before! He feels kind of slow now.]

Why do you sound like that?

[Yes, sound, not look.]

[selfconcept]

This is actually my default voice. Does it bother you? I can try changing it.

[ He changes his mind--he would change his voice for Sagi if he wants despite how exhausted he is. ]

[scension]

Huh? No, I don't mind. I just didn't know you could change it.

[Laevateinn turns his withering look to Sagi next. You're both weird. Sagi isn't really paying attention, though. He taps his chin, forgetting about returning Laevateinn to his Pokeball for now.]

So it was you who ran into a mastermind... I'm glad you're okay.

[Okay enough to talk, at least. He isn't sure how the dog thing factors in, but it seems less important.]

[selfconcept]

[ Honestly? It's nice seeing people who don't mind his voice. Sagi gets some extra points for that. ]

I'm mostly recovering, but I know how to manage myself.

[ So basically... don't worry about him. ]

He actually wasn't much of a fight. Just managed to get away every single time.

[scension]

[Sagi has now filed Hien's static noises into the same mental category as his childhood best friend's weird dual voice and will probably never think about it again.]

Not the kind to stick around and monologue about what or why? That would have made things easier.

[selfconcept]

[ Hien laughs, which sounds... unsettling. Sorry for his demonic sounding voice anyway. ]

It really would be. I could have just struck him while he's in the middle of that. Some people really do go for the theatrics.

[scension]

[Struck him with his little puppy paws... That sure is a mental image that Sagi finds harder to dismiss than usual.]

That, and then maybe we wouldn't just be lacking information at every turn.

[But he really needs to consider all these disjointed clues later, after he rests a little. He'll be no good to anyone otherwise. Hien doesn't sound like he's exactly bursting with energy, either. For now, Sagi shrugs half-heartedly and starts to get to his feet.]

Well, thanks for the tip. I guess all we can do is keep an eye out until he shows up again.

[An eye out for some giant, hovering humanoid monster with hypnosis powers, that is.]