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victory_road2021-01-03 08:50 pm
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[ She's not looking at the camera at first, instead glancing away while she tries to steel herself. It's not that this is a big deal or anything, just... announcing her presence to the world over the internet. Hah. It doesn't last for long though before she looks almost bored at her invisible audience, chin in hand as she leans on the table. ]
I suppose you could say this is one way to start the new year. Or somebody decided I need to take "new year, new me" for more seriously than I ever have. Who knows?
[ A sentiment she's sure others here definitely share, but does it truly matter? ]
... So does everyone get a tiny unicorn- [ And it's here that a little Galarian ponyta manages to get her head on screen, peeking up curiously- ] or what?
[ Not what she actually intended on asking, but she actually does know the answer: No, people have different creatures from what she's seen in her arrival. This is just a wide net to find out what more to expect, really. Besides, if they want 'vulnerability', they'll have to pay her money. ]
ACTION : ROUTE 29, MORNING OF JANUARY 4TH
[ It's very quickly occurred to her to change into the heavier of the dresses packed, but the cold still bites. Her purple shawl draped over it does little to help, but it makes her feel better at least? Amalthea is in her pokéball, attached at her hip. Her bag is full. The map is in a pocket (and holy shit this dress has POCKETS!!) and the PokéGear in the other. As much as she hates the cold, the idea of staying in this stagnant little town feels even worse to be honest.
So she goes, a splash of pink against the white snow and dark brown bark. Definitely not going to be getting much attention like this! Internally she's already debating on whether she should risk pushing through the night to the town or not. Maybe some company will make this bitter start a bit better. Maybe not. ]
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Luckily for Jinx, when he's on his way back, he sees her near the break in the ledges. If he couldn't save himself from the night in the cold, at least he can save someone else. He jogs up, Rockruff in tow, and slows to a stop at a reasonable distance. Wouldn't want to frighten her.]
Don't go this way. Brush too thick, rocks too steep. [Sure it looks like smoother sailing, but... just trust him.]
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Did you see another way at all? I only just left town.
[ The idea of just reaching the town as soon as possible is starting to feel... hm. Not likely. Isn't that just her luck? Still, if this kid's been out here longer, he. Prooooobably has some idea as to what to do. God, she misses having a nice secure place in the city already. ]
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This way. No path where I was before. Come, follow me.
[He doesn't exactly wait around for her before setting off to the upper half of the route. At least he's going at a reasonable pace?
His Rockruff waits behind him for a moment, cocking her head at Jinx and giving her a friendly bark.]
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But he is helping, so she supposes she should be grateful. ]
Thank you. [ She doesn't speak until she's only a few paces behind him. ] I'm Jinx.
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Rockruff is here too! Barking as she circles them, she bounds through the snow in leaps, leaving big puppy-shaped holes rather than paw prints. It makes Razor smile, finally.] That is Pup.
[Slowing for just a few paces, enough to let her catch up, Razor glances expectantly at Jinx. Everyone else he's seen -- even if it's been at a distance -- had some sort of creature following them.]
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And then he looks at her like- OH. Right. Everyone has a. Pokémon. It must be weird that hers isn't out. ]
I have a young horse- she keeps tripping in the snow, and I don't want her to get hurt, so she's in one of the Pokéballs. Her name is Amalthea. She'll be happy to meet you once we stop.
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[For a moment, he watches Pup slow down and settle into happily plodding along beside them at a comfortable pace. He thinks on how hardy wolves are, and how fragile humans are.]
If you need rest, tell me. I can run all night. [It's... very clearly day, though.]
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[ Granted, she's not sure when they'll need to rest. Admittedly, she's still not sure what being in a new world has done to her- her magic is gone, that much is clear with the hollow feeling in her heart and also the lack of disasters happening in her wake. But what else is different? ]
Right. But don't you push yourself too. The woods in the winter is a rotten place to wear yourself out.
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I will be happy, too.
[Razor's relationship with winter, on the other hand, is complicated. Of course he respects that it's a harsh, difficult time, but he and the wolves have always stuck together and made it through, sharing food and warmth... and the snow and ice has a special place in his heart. It makes him feel like a pup again.]
Don't worry for me. Winter is good for wolves.
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If you say so.
[ The question is though: do they keep pushing forward, woefully unprepared, or do they even risk breaks in this weather with the same lack of preparations? ]
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Can you build shelter? Good shelter keeps snow and rain and cold out. I can show you.
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Still, we shouldn't have to worry about that for some time- I just don't like the cold. I can handle it though.
[ children do either of you even have coats stop being tough for five minutes please ]
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Technically Razor doesn't have a coat, but he does have a fur. He rummages around in his bag as he walks, and offers that decently thick Eevee kigu.]
Take this. I don't mind the cold.
stubborn kids being stubborn
I- thank you. Just let me know when you do need it, I won't have you freezing because of me.
so heckin stubborn
That, and he just doesn't like to see living things suffer. So he actually offers Jinx a smile once she's got it wrapped around herself.]
I am fine. It's better now?
kids, what can you do? u _ u (whoops this got prosey sorry)
[ And she almost thanks him again, but she literally just did that- is she that unused to this sort of thing? What a sad and very true thought that she's going to ignore forever now.
Admittedly, were it not for the cold, she'd be more confident. (This is what happens when you pluck a girl from California and drop her into the snow.) But now that it's starting to sink in that Razor and Pup are sticking around, she lets herself relax just a bit, and listens to the sounds around them. It's not a lot, and certainly not as noisy as the city, but it's still... a bit of existence she's never heard before.
Birds and the crunching of snow and it's just so much different surrounded by trees and more trees rather than concrete and asphalt. It's no surprise she doesn't see much of anything between the trees- what had that scientist said- oh right! ]
I heard from a man in town that in taller grass, more Pokemon may approach us openly- most likely for a fight, though he said that they're nonlethal. He encouraged it, even. But I'd hate to be taken off guard too much.
u are SO valid
Be careful. Pup tried to fight, but I tried instead. [His face grows dark for a second, ashamed, almost.] I am not so strong here. We ran away.
sometimes u just gotta let the girl ramble
[ And she makes a face, here. The idea of sending Amalthea out to fight is uncomfortable, but that could just be because of her size. Even her clumsiness was quickly fading. ]
I hate it, but you've already seen what's happened if you try yourself.
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If we must run away always, then we will.
[That, in fact, makes Pup cock her head and droop her tail. Surely Razor will understand some day?]
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She just needs to internalize it. ]
If you say so.
[ She's not up for arguing it right now, so instead they keep walking. Occasionally she sees something moving in the trees, and the size would be concerning if she hadn't seen some particularly large baby birds- it's still concerning, but she's got her pride- and then she hears a whimper. ]
Hey, did you hear that...?
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It doesn't come, exactly. Razor only gives both her and Jinx a wary look.]
Careful. Wounded animal is a dangerous one.
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[ And she does, but she also thinks about... well. No one had helped her. So even though she does know, and she knows Razor might stop her, she does slowly walk towards where she heard the whimper. With the same pace she pushes some of the grass and foliage aside, ready to dodge or duck at a moment's notice. ... A wiggly fruit with a face shivering and off-color was not what she expected to find, however. ]
Ah, shit.
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... she seems marginally less surprised than Razor to see a sentient fruit.]
It -- is alive?
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[ She remembers feeling like this. It's why she can't stand the cold so much. So really, it isn't surprising that without a second thought, Jinx gently, oh-so carefully scoops it up with whispered comforts, cradling it close. The cold will still be there, yes, but it's easier to endure if you're not alone. This is a simple truth. ]
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She wants to help. Fur is very warm.
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and here we call this "i dunno how to tent either"
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