001 : Day One, Can I Go Home Now? (video)

[standingonmyneck]

[Your video suddenly clicks on. Someone's already started their journey and hadn't bothered coming online yet, and only was on accident. There was a scene unfolding before you, a girl with thick glasses and really pale skin sat by the base of a tree and had a book in her hands. She appeared to be barely attentive to a stranger in from of her. The stranger was obviously a trainer, but the girl was in no rush to get up and engage. She obviously wasn't holding the camera, something else was.

The scene would go as follows:]

"Come on...just ONE go? We both got one Pokemon, I only see one ball!"

"Your eyesight does indeed work. But I told you, I'm not interested."

"But this is where trainers hang out! Why come where trainers go if you're not battling?"

"This is a good spot, no one said non trainers weren't allowed. But if you look just around the corner, I bet you'll find thousands. So why bother with me?"

"Don't you want to have your Pokemon DO stuff?"

"Fitzgerald is just fine. You're seriously barking up the wrong tree, I'm not making him fight if he doesn't want to."

"Aaaaaabraaaaaa..."

"Look, we'll double the wager. I really want to see what my Haunter could do!"

"Your Haunter."

"Yeah!"

"Haunter is a Ghost type."

"...Yeah?"

"So...Riddle me this, why bug me to battle your Haunter with my Abra? A Psychic type. Putting up a good wager on top of it."

"...Uh."

"So I take the bait with a high chance of you winning this glorified cock fight, and taking away money. You win, I lose. That's what I call glory."

[The trainer then turns around, very quickly. The girl then gets up, exasperated. She placed her book in her backpack before motioning over to what had the camera the entire time. Expressionless, and appearing apathetic, she dusted off her black skirt.]

"Let's get out of here, Fitzgerald. Before other trainers attempt at being smart. I'm feeling a bit too claustrophobic."

"Aaaabbraaaaaaaa."

Comments

[standingonmyneck]

That was my plan.

[A bit of a pause, she considered something for a moment.]

I suppose there's a bit of solace there. People all learn how they have to deal with it, just in their own way. Everyone has their own method, even if you have to figure it out eventually.

[sunnysidewalkstreet]

[ He's nodding with a soft hm to himself. He agrees. ]

Sooo... we agree! Better then getting into non-Pokemon fights! We'll all deal, and it'll be... okay.

[ Who knows - him and Daria might have a Pokemon fight someday. Probably not, though - everybody has their own goal. And that's more then okay - Prompto respects that a lot. But he then pauses for his own thought: ]

But some of the wild guys might try and fight - they're just animals, after all. Super-powered animals, but can't blame them for that.

[standingonmyneck]

[A shrug and a sigh. She was seeing more and more of an attempt at being okay around her. She kept on relaxing at it.]

Well, people are heading off into their territory without permission. I'd tell trainers to get off my lawn too.

[sunnysidewalkstreet]

I guess I'd be the same. The monsters back home couldn't come into where I lived, so it's a little different.

[ ...well there's a lot different. But Prompto doesn't wanna seem too weird. ]

[standingonmyneck]

[He's not weirder than most she had seen already. Even if the cultural barriers are so apparent around here that it becomes awkward naturally.]

I'm the same with most of the human population.


Anyway, I get it. I have to learn how to live through this somehow.

[sunnysidewalkstreet]

Yeah. But I'm sure there's some people out here who'll help anybody out, you know?

[ Not that he'll ask for that help. He's fine with just him and Noct. They can... survive. ]

By the by, I'm Prompto. Uh, I just got here as well, if that wasn't clear. Dunno why else somebody'd stay around the newbie places...

[standingonmyneck]

...Daria.

[Helping people out? Really...it wasn't a novel new concept but the idea of trusting people to soon despite needing help just seemed scary. She was a sole survivor most of the time. The fact that this wasn't the case now made her feel vulnerable. Daria hated that.]

For what it's worth, you've been the most helpful so far.

[...]

[sunnysidewalkstreet]

Nice to meet you then, Daria!

[ Beaming! Well, not as much as before. But there's a beat, and he seems to give a little awkward glance. ]

That's a bit dumb.

[standingonmyneck]

Tell me about it. I thought the same thing.

[That was honestly the most light-hearted jab she could come up with. She's not even all that frowny or anything.]