victory_road | Hisuian + Summer Catchall [Open]

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Hisuian + Summer Catchall [Open]

Who: Zack Fair + Various

Where: Random places in Hisui/ Johto

When: till September

Summary: Catch all for the rest of the hisui event starting from part 2 and will encompass the rest of summer just to keep things organized for now.

Rating: Teen and under but will make note if changes

Log:

Arrival/ Obsidian Fieldlands at night

It's been a wild ride since he'd arrived in this new region. At first he had felt at home in Johto and even had some buddies there like Grim and Brodoof. He was getting used to that world when he was suddenly thrown into the past. Sure, Zack had understood What Cara Liss had said but that didn't mean he liked it. He was just starting out his second chance at life and now here he was in another new world.

While he did miss his phone and other modern technology and goods {his hair gel really was sorely missed} he didn't mind being out in the wild. He'd grown up with almost nothing in the backwaters of Gongaga so this was more nostalgic of home then the other place had been.

Zack missed his buddies but luckily he had gained another buddy here. Doggo the growlithe was his buddy and he reminded Zack a lot of brodoof. Doggo would often lay at his feet or cuddle him when he was feeling sad. It was like Doggo could read his thoughts, though Zack wasn't sure if that was real or not. The jury was out on that one still. Together they had adventured around the Obsidian fieldlands, meeting other trainers every so often but usually camping out under the stars together. That was where they were currently found, huddled up under a tree. Doggo was sleeping but Zack was up and stargazing, kept up by thoughts of home and of the previous world.

Cobalt Coastlands

The coastlands were a place Zack really enjoyed. It wasn't too hot but when you laid on the beach for awhile it was warm enough to warrant a nice soak in the waters. At least he had thought that until he realized how many pokemon were in the waters. He had stopped venturing deep into the ocean after learning what lived there the hard way. Doggo wasn't even able to help him in water at all, the poor boy always waited for him patiently on the beach like the good boy he was.

Currently Zack was lounging on the beach, his growlithe laying besides him but on alert in case any other pokemon came too close and tried to bother them. He'd taken his survey corps uniform top off and was topless, only keeping the pants on for now. Doggo's tail started to wag a bit but he stayed where he was, seeing a trainer in the distance. Zack sat up, his back covered in sand and stretched a bit before getting up to survey the area around them.

Alabaster Icelands

It was cold, but with Doggo at his side he had a small furball who always generated heat. The two had trekked into the snowy fields exploring. Really it was just Zack walking in the snow with Doggo in his arms the whole time to keep them both warmer. Doggo was enjoying this and had his tongue out the entire time.

As they had explored, the duo came up upon a flock of bird pokemon that Zack obviously didn't recognize. It looked like some of the bigger birds were picking on a smaller one. Doggo whined at the scene and the two rushed in. Some of the birds (rufflets) flew off in surprise but the one that remained seemed injured in it's wing. Doggo used a fire fang on the rufflets that remained while Zack grabbed the injured Rufflet. "Hey little one, you doing okay? I'll get you some help soon I promise."

A cold wind blew as Zack brought the bird closer to his chest. He whistled for Doggo to leave the others and follow him as they ran into the wild to find any other trainer who might have some kind of healing on them.
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Zack is already thinking of names he can give to the new friend when he hears footsteps approach and stops his cuddling of Doggo to look up at the approaching man. He looks a bit like he doesn't like being bothered by people so Zack stands up and dusts the sand off his pants to stand a bit straighter. When he hears the name bolt he does turn to the Pichu on his shoulder. "Is this your trainer little buddy?"

With how much the Pichu is responding it seems like it so he takes him off his shoulder and holds the tiny mouse out to the other man. "Hey, sorry I wasn't stealing your friend at all. Little dude ran up to me, maybe the similar black hair threw him off." Zack is all smiles and even Doggo barks an affirmation at the story though the little growlithe is a bit closer to Zack. That Kleavor is pretty imposing to Doggo and he knows Zack will protect him if anything.

"So his name is bolt, that's cute. I'm Zack by the way, Zack Fair. It's nice to meet another trainer. Not many have been coming to the beach lately. "

Is it the eyepatch and stoic demeanor, or the Pokemon with giant axes for arms that gives that impression? Not that Geddoe minds, he really isn't very big on socializing.

In any case, he shrugs at the explanation.

"I told it it was dangerous to run ahead alone, but it keeps doing it anyway." In other words, he definitely didn't think there was any foul play on the other guy's part, just a Pichu that sometimes ignores its trainer's advice. "Geddoe."

He gives his name as he holds a gloved (though somewhat worse for the wear, perhaps he was wearing those gloves when pulled here and couldn't find suitable replacements?) hand out to the Pichu. Bolt promptly hops over, squeaking and sounding pleased with itself... Only for that electrical charge that was building earlier to suddenly discharge. Hopefully Zack managed to withdraw his hand before catching any of that, though either way Geddoe definitely gets the bulk of it.

...And just stands there and takes it without even flinching, though he does look a little exasperated. Huh.

Honestly Zack isn't too intimidated, he's seen worse but he does know when to pick someone who isn't much of a talker, he's dealt with a few of them in his own past but he got them to crack eventually.

"No harm no foul, bolt is really cute." He doesn't move his hand enough in time and does get zapped which gives him a little shiver but otherwise he's pretty okay. "Whoa, he's got a spark for sure. I might have to find my own friend." Before he can say more, Doggo who is nestled by his legs lets out a whine. Zack chuckled and leaned down to rub the top of Doggo's very fluffy head. "Aww buddy you know I won't replace you. You gotta get used to it though, if we ever get back I have a few friends you have to meet."

Looking back up at Geddoe he ruffled more of Doggo's fur. "This is Doggo my growlithe. I guess you've got two pokemon? I only have the one so far."

"Yeah."

Bolt meanwhile scrambles up Geddoe's arm to perch on his shoulder, proceeding to just kind of drape itself across once there. It's probably safe to assume this is pretty normal, seeing as Geddoe pays it no mind.

"There's plenty Bolt can't handle alone right now," either thanks to type resistances or just plain the fact that Pichu aren't all that strong, "so it seemed like a good idea to catch another."

So he'd caught a Scyther, and after a few weeks of various camp tasks was able to afford the item needed to evolve into Kleavor. Really, Geddoe probably could have just ditched the Pichu after getting a stronger fighter, but he's not that kind of guy.

"Yeah, I love Doggo but he can't really join me in the water or help out sometimes. He's a good pal though." Zack picks up his own little ball of fluff and holds him in his arms, all smiles between the both of them. If Zack was blonde he'd probably look identical to his pokemon right now.

"I was thinking of adding another to my team but I figured I'd wait for a pokemon to find me. I like it more that way." He looked at Pichu and then at Kleavor. "So um, sorry but I'm still kinda new to these things, but what pokemon are they?"

"Bolt's a Pichu, and Gozz is a Kleavor."

Bolt waves a paw from Geddoe's shoulder, while Gozz the Kleavor merely nods in acknowledgement. Granted, Geddoe had had to ask exactly what species Gozz was after evolving, as he'd never seen it before, but he does try to keep himself informed.

"Well I've never heard of either of them but that's really neat! Doggo is a growlithe but I've been told he's a special kind of growlithe." Zack didn't know many pokemon but he hoped he at least came off sort of knowledgeable himself. He did wave back at Bolt's cute little wave. Doggo barked at the others once before sticking out his tongue and drooling a little on Zack but he didn't mind.

"What brings you to the coastlands?"

"Apparently some of the Pokemon here are slightly different than the ones in Johto, yeah." He'd been around for the Alpha Braviary incident, so it's definitely not his first time dealing with regional variants.

As to that question, though...

"Beats staying in the camp all day."

He had nothing better to do than go exploring some more, in other words.

"Man ain't that the truth. There isn't much to do everyday but hey at least we have a beach here"

He smiles and only now realizes what the other is wearing and an eyebrow raises.

"Aren't you hot in that?"

That question just earns him a shrug.

"Not really."

Or more like, Geddoe's just kind of gotten used to keeping himself covered. People don't question the gloves so much if they fit in with the rest of what he's wearing.

Good luck getting more of an answer on that subject out of him, though!

"Oh...well...more power to ya. I'd be too hot in that but if you can pull it off that's great."

Zack shrugs a little, unsure what else to say for a moment. It gets a little awkwardly quiet between them and he starts to fidget, never good at these things.

"So...would you like a buddy to walk the beach? I don't really have anything to do and it's nice to not always be alone."

Awkward for him, maybe, Geddoe has no problem with the quiet. Though, before he can simply leave, the other guy speaks up.

"....."

Geddoe's first instinct is, naturally, to simply say 'no thanks' and leave it at that. But the guy--who was admittedly pretty new--was obviously feeling a bit lonely. And Geddoe had just admitted he had nothing better to do, hadn't he? Damn. No good way out of it, then.

"Why not just head back to the camp?"

Look, it's not an outright refusal, at least.

Geddoe has a point. Camp isn't too too far away and if Zack is bored, he should head back but the beach is calming. It's like back home when he went to Costa Del Sol on a trip. He doesn't want to leave the beach just yet.

"I could but it's a really nice day to be stuck at camp."

He frowns a little and rubs at his head, not wanting to impose. If Geddoe doesn't want to come with him to nowhere in particular he won't bother him.

"I might just head over to that old ship and explore a little" He says pointing up ahead the coast. "You're welcome to join if you'd like."

Geddoe really isn't in the mood for socializing. Not that he often is in the first place, but even so. Still, just because he's missing an eye doesn't mean he's blind to the fact that the other fellow clearly wants company, whether he's willing to more directly ask or not.

Unfortunately for Geddoe, the hesitation that causes is enough for Bolt to slide down off his shoulder and to the ground, bounding after the stranger.

"Bolt!"

Dammit.

Zack was about to head out and leave the other to his wandering but the tiny Pichu, ran up to him. He stopped and picked Bolt up looking at him and then Geddoe. "I guess he's got an attachment to me?" He shrugged and handed the Pichu back over to Geddoe before taking a step back.

"You gotta stay with your trainer little guy. There are some tough pokemon here and no one wants to see you get hurt. Ya get it?" He wasn't scolding Pichu but he was hoping his words came across well.

Apparently Bolt is feeling contrary, because rather than hop back over to its trainer again, the Pichu proceeds to turn and scamper up the other man's arm instead. And then squeaks and waves its little paws at its trainer. Apparently Bolt isn't in the mood to listen to either of them.

Geddoe, for his part, just looks a bit exasperated. Presumably antics like this have been a regular occurrence.

"Looks like Bolt wants to stick around."

Sure, Geddoe could probably grab the Pichu or call it back to its ball... But that would risk the other guy possibly getting a nasty shock in the process. Geddoe might have a high tolerance for such things, but most people don't, in his experience.

Zack isn't exactly sure what he did that attracted the little Pichu but he isn't going to complain honestly. He likes pokemon sitting on his shoulders, it gives him a reason to have the muscle there since he can't really do any fighting here himself. Bolt isn't the first pokemon to enjoy perching on Zack's shoulders and he won't be the last.

"Well I guess we are stuck with eachother until bolt is bored with me." He's rubbing the back of his head in embarasssment and looking towards the sand. He's a little happy he doesn't have to be alone though. "So Geddoe, where do you come from? You don't look familiar so I'm sure it's a different world."

Really, Bolt just has a disobedient streak, hence the running off in the first place. It's fine, though. Probably.

In any case, Geddoe raises an eyebrow at the question.

"You know most the people from your world on sight?"

He knows that's not what Zack meant. But he can't just let the implication slide. Welcome to Geddoe's dry sense of humor.

That question actually has him pause a moment before it clicks that it was a joke and he laughs a little. "Nah, I just mean the way you are dressed doesn't look like anything someone would wear from where I come from. Sorry I didn't mean to assume. You ever hear of places like Gongaga? Or maybe...Midgar?"

He knows his hometown isn't well known but if Geddoe doesn't know Midgar then for sure he isn't from the same place he is.

Oh good, someone who's not too slow on the uptake. Much as Geddoe doesn't mind having his own private jokes, it doesn't hurt for someone else to appreciate it, either.

"Never heard of them," he says, shaking his head. "I'm from the Grasslands, which borders the Holy Harmonian Empire."

Speaking of bug names, given the empire's literal centuries of expansionist policies and war, there's no way anyone from his world wouldn't know the name. Well, unless they were from even further back in time than its founding, but that might as well be another world anyway.

For that matter, Geddoe's claim of where he's from is only a technicality at best... But since his actual homeland was destroyed years ago, it's close enough for now.

"Yeah I've never heard of those places either. I guess we are from two different places. Well that's pretty cool. What's your place like? Mine is more like the place we came from but with a bit more technology. This is pretty rural for me but kinda reminds me of where I grew up. Didn't have much on my island." He's rambling but he can't help it. It's nice to connect with another and the pokemon don't seem to mind the conversation around them either.

He starts to walk, wanting to walk the beach instead of idly standing by and talking, hoping Geddoe will follow and continue the conversation.

Seeing as Bolt seems to no intention of leaving Zack's shoulder just now, Geddoe rather has to keep up just to keep an eye on the ornery Pokemon, now doesn't he?

"Depends on where you go, but nothing where I'm from is like the stuff they've got everywhere in Johto."

He's from a pretty low tech world, in other words.

"Ah, that must be hard. Is your world more like this place?" He assumes that is what Geddoe means but he wants to be sure just incase.

Zack is still carrying Doggo as they walk but reaches up to pet bolt whose still riding his shoulder.

Bolt happily basks in the attention. See, Boss? This is how it's done!

"Yeah."

Besides the whole Pokemon thing, of course, though dangerous wild monsters aren't an unfamiliar hazard, either.

Well it was blunt and to the point. He couldn't fault him for that but Zack wasn't really sure how to have a conversation with someone who didn't say much. Sephiroth had been like this in the beginning but they had to talk in order to finish their missions.

"So um...nice weather?"

His smile is a bit more reserved now, unsure of what to do so he keeps walking ahead.

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