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Who: Keith and residents of Sevii Island
Where: Sevii Islands
When: Throughout March
Summary: Keith is new and has to meet whoever's been looking after his friends. Probably specific log starters later in the month who knows.
Rating: G? Probably PG? We Just Don't Know

A. Do You Wanna Ride?

The little bit of sleep he got at Cherrygrove didn't really prepare him for the flight over. Sure, the speed and actual flight itself didn't bother him much, but the length of time it took wore him down again. Maybe a solid day of sleeping would do some good. Keith watches the change in weather as they get to the islands. He's accepted this is real and not delirium. But it doesn't stop astounding him. This is where they've been all this time.

The minute he's landed, Keith is getting his litten out of its ball. He hadn't wanted to put her back in there, but it was the best way to travel with her over this long a distance. But they're out and about on the beach, exploring the immediate area on the way to the house and getting a look at the island.

B. Hidden in the Sand

So, after a solid eighteen hours of sleep, Keith feels a little refreshed. Enough to explore a bit further. The water is .... okay, but not really to his liking. So Keith goes the opposite direction, inland and to the trees. His litten seemed insistent to walk before him, listening in for anything. It's almost cute.

"Come on, I'm sure there's nothing out here." If Matt and Shiro both live out here, it's bound to be safe. Probably.

Except when there absolutely is. Litten stops and arches her back, growling when there's a rustle up ahead. Keith wishes he had his knife, but there's only so much you can do against -- a ball? His shoulders drop a little as he watches this red-and-white ball roll closer, then stop. Then turn to face them with an actual face. And then there's a second. And a third, fourth.

He's already losing count.

"Uh."

How are you supposed to wrestle a ball?

C. First Transition

If Keith isn't outside or asleep, he's in whatever common room is set up in the house. Studying was never his strong suit, most of it going over his head. He's better at practical application, learning things by doing. But in this case, that would only get his litten hurt. Not something he wants to risk. So Keith will try things the nerd way: sitting and reading, trying to cram all this into his head and keep it there. Pokemon, pokemon types, pokemon skills, pokemon natures, and abilities and levels and evolutions - it's a lot.

And he's only gotten through what he's been able to record on the island itself, which isn't much. He growls looking through the dex, his little lifting her head only to lay down again.

"This is stupid."

It'd be better to just walk out the door and do this himself. But that soft purring against his leg on the couch is the only thing keeping him from doing it.

[ooc; if you'd like something specific, let me know and I'll toss up a starter! Going to be using this throughout March.]

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Keith is still trying to keep hold of Litten in his arms, even as she's crying out Liiiit-- litten! to get away and go back to playing!

"I'm not so worried about that as I am it hurting her." He gives Litten a little squeeze around the waist, trying to settle her and nods. "Yeah. I'm Keith."

"He won't hurt them." For whatever reason, Blitz likes all the young Pokemon around the island--probably because he views them as recruits for his ever-growing army--and Jean knows he can be trusted not to hurt any babies. Preschoolers who dare to challenge Jean, though, are fair game.

Blitz rolls forward to bump up against Keith's shin. The little Voltorb follows suit and tries to bump the other leg, looking up with beseeching eyes. Give them their playmate back!

"Oh! He told me about you!" The one with the knives! Jean smiles and offers his hand. "I'm Jean. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." He sounds like he's not used to meeting people at least. He looks back down at them when they bump up against his legs, Litten still scrambling and Keith holds her up high.

"You're saying this thing's one of yours?"

All Keith wants is Litten to stay safe. She scratches at him finally and he jerks, mumbling fine and sets her down.

"He's my starter. Been with me since the beginning." Jean points at the young Voltorb. "That's one of his. He and his wife have been... hatching a lot of them."

As Keith may have noticed.

Once Litten is down, Blitz actually backs off, rolling away and giving her space. The little Voltorb, on the other hand, starting wiggling just like a cat waggling its butt, something it learned watching the Incineroar brothers. Come at him, bro!

"See? They're playing. It's fine."

Litten looks between Blitz and the smaller voltorb, not sure who to pounce. She was working with the voltorb, but maybe it's all for one now? She gets low and braces herself before opening her mouth and letting out Ember at Blitz. The hairs on her back stand straight up and her tail is straight out, but it's her first time using it consciously.

Keith's eyes are a little wide watching. "I didn't know they could get married. Weird." But she seems okay and that's all he cares about.

"I don't know if they can? That's what one of my friends said about them, so..." Jean shrugs. So Blitz and Donner are married now, and since Jean hasn't been corrected with excessive zapping, he assumes they're okay with the new label.

Blitz shakes off the fire spat at him without any difficult, and then crackles encouragingly to Litten. Yeah, that's it! Hit him again! Show off your fireworks!

"See, what'd I tell you? He's helping train her."