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victory_road2023-08-29 12:59 pm
mywayistheway) wrote in victory_road2023-08-29 12:59 pm
Mandos and Helmets and Smolivs, Oh My!
Who: Bo-Katan, Mando, and anyone else!
Where: Train and Saffron City
When: Late August
Summary: Mando takes Bo-Katan to his place in Saffron City.
[Train Ride] - Closed to Mando
Everything happened so quickly. One moment she was standing before the Great Forge, with her people celebrating its lighting, then the next she was in this place. Getting kicked out of a house and left to her own devices with nothing but a bag, a few items, and s bird who wouldn’t leave her alone. Fortunately, there was another Mandalorian here, which admittedly was very helpful.
Din thankfully explained the basics, despite Bo’s disapproval of everything about everything in this world. It would take her some time to process it all. He did at least convince her to tolerate the bird, Rowlet, whatever. Showing her also how to put it in one of those balls. That was handy, as she could just banish the thing if it got too annoying.
Bo would then end up following him to another city where they would board a train which would supposedly take them to the city where he lived. Sitting in one of the seats, it vaguely reminded her of the hyperloop on Plazir-15. A thought that only brought back the disappointment she felt that he remembered none of the last few months they spent together.
“So,” she started as the train began to leave the station, keeping her helmet in her lap. “Two years. What have you been doing all this time?” An attempt at conversation at least and a desire to understand this Din Djarin better.
[Mando House] - Open to anyone who might be found here.
The train would eventually drop them off in Saffron City, which was just as impressive as the city they had left. While still not to the tech level that she’s used to, this was at least significantly better than where she had started out.
Putting her helmet back on she would again follow Din, taking in all the sights as he led her to the place she assumed he called home. She wasn’t really sure what to expect, but either way she would take it all in stride as she has done with everything in this world. It was becoming very clear to her how essential these Pokémon were to the people here as she would see many of them accompanying the citizens of the city. Pictures of them plastered on billboards and shops everywhere.
Once they reached his flat, Bo would step in and take a look around. Removing her helmet and placing it under her arm. “Cozy,” she remarks with some humor as she began giving herself a tour of the place.
[Smoliv Shenanigans] - Open to All!
She needed some air. As nice as Din and his roommates are, she was feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all and needed some space and time to think. Thus the lady Mandalorian put her helmet back on and went out to take a walk. Exploring a bit of the city would help ease her mind she thought, and she allowed the bird to come out of its ball too. Though she wasn’t quite ready to start letting it perch on her yet. Bo shooing her off every time she tried.
Her explorations eventually led her to a quaint and well manicured park. Green grass, trees, a little slice of nature in the sprawling metropolis. Of course there were Pokemon too. People playing with their companions and a few wild ones milling about. All of which largely went ignored by the Mandalorian. Though she did spot the occasional odd look or curious glance.
Though little did she expect as she walked along a path, that a horde of little green things would suddenly stampede in front of her, splashing oil all over the place. The strange little plant creatures spreading out and taking up space… practically everywhere. She could only stand there and stare for a moment, her Rowlet trilling curiously as it hovered in the air beside her.
Well, whatever, she would just move on. Except when she started walking again, all that oil would prove slippery. Her feet slipping right out from under her and causing the Mandalorian to fall with a distinct thud and clanging of metal. Her Rowlet shrieking in surprise, landed next to her to make sure she was okay. “I’m fine,” she tells the worried owl with a grunt as she grabbed a nearby bench and hauled herself onto it. A few startled Smolivs had also noticed the mishap, perhaps realizing they were the cause and crowded around Bo’s feet. All of them anxiously chirping in concern. “Go away, you’ve done enough,” she tells them grumpily while also using a foot to try and push them away. This only seems to upset them and they begin to cry. Tears streaming from their little eyes as they wailed. Bo-Katan could only sigh and removed her helmet to look at them with mixed emotion. Usually she had a good handle on her feelings, but seeing them so upset was making her upset. “Stop that. Calm down.” But they wouldn’t, and she could feel a lump in her throat too. Soon enough tears started rolling down her face too, which she furiously tried to wipe away. “I said stop!” This only made them cry harder. Even her Rowlet, which was now perched on the back of the bench, had her eyes watering up.
Where: Train and Saffron City
When: Late August
Summary: Mando takes Bo-Katan to his place in Saffron City.
[Train Ride] - Closed to Mando
Everything happened so quickly. One moment she was standing before the Great Forge, with her people celebrating its lighting, then the next she was in this place. Getting kicked out of a house and left to her own devices with nothing but a bag, a few items, and s bird who wouldn’t leave her alone. Fortunately, there was another Mandalorian here, which admittedly was very helpful.
Din thankfully explained the basics, despite Bo’s disapproval of everything about everything in this world. It would take her some time to process it all. He did at least convince her to tolerate the bird, Rowlet, whatever. Showing her also how to put it in one of those balls. That was handy, as she could just banish the thing if it got too annoying.
Bo would then end up following him to another city where they would board a train which would supposedly take them to the city where he lived. Sitting in one of the seats, it vaguely reminded her of the hyperloop on Plazir-15. A thought that only brought back the disappointment she felt that he remembered none of the last few months they spent together.
“So,” she started as the train began to leave the station, keeping her helmet in her lap. “Two years. What have you been doing all this time?” An attempt at conversation at least and a desire to understand this Din Djarin better.
[Mando House] - Open to anyone who might be found here.
The train would eventually drop them off in Saffron City, which was just as impressive as the city they had left. While still not to the tech level that she’s used to, this was at least significantly better than where she had started out.
Putting her helmet back on she would again follow Din, taking in all the sights as he led her to the place she assumed he called home. She wasn’t really sure what to expect, but either way she would take it all in stride as she has done with everything in this world. It was becoming very clear to her how essential these Pokémon were to the people here as she would see many of them accompanying the citizens of the city. Pictures of them plastered on billboards and shops everywhere.
Once they reached his flat, Bo would step in and take a look around. Removing her helmet and placing it under her arm. “Cozy,” she remarks with some humor as she began giving herself a tour of the place.
[Smoliv Shenanigans] - Open to All!
She needed some air. As nice as Din and his roommates are, she was feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all and needed some space and time to think. Thus the lady Mandalorian put her helmet back on and went out to take a walk. Exploring a bit of the city would help ease her mind she thought, and she allowed the bird to come out of its ball too. Though she wasn’t quite ready to start letting it perch on her yet. Bo shooing her off every time she tried.
Her explorations eventually led her to a quaint and well manicured park. Green grass, trees, a little slice of nature in the sprawling metropolis. Of course there were Pokemon too. People playing with their companions and a few wild ones milling about. All of which largely went ignored by the Mandalorian. Though she did spot the occasional odd look or curious glance.
Though little did she expect as she walked along a path, that a horde of little green things would suddenly stampede in front of her, splashing oil all over the place. The strange little plant creatures spreading out and taking up space… practically everywhere. She could only stand there and stare for a moment, her Rowlet trilling curiously as it hovered in the air beside her.
Well, whatever, she would just move on. Except when she started walking again, all that oil would prove slippery. Her feet slipping right out from under her and causing the Mandalorian to fall with a distinct thud and clanging of metal. Her Rowlet shrieking in surprise, landed next to her to make sure she was okay. “I’m fine,” she tells the worried owl with a grunt as she grabbed a nearby bench and hauled herself onto it. A few startled Smolivs had also noticed the mishap, perhaps realizing they were the cause and crowded around Bo’s feet. All of them anxiously chirping in concern. “Go away, you’ve done enough,” she tells them grumpily while also using a foot to try and push them away. This only seems to upset them and they begin to cry. Tears streaming from their little eyes as they wailed. Bo-Katan could only sigh and removed her helmet to look at them with mixed emotion. Usually she had a good handle on her feelings, but seeing them so upset was making her upset. “Stop that. Calm down.” But they wouldn’t, and she could feel a lump in her throat too. Soon enough tears started rolling down her face too, which she furiously tried to wipe away. “I said stop!” This only made them cry harder. Even her Rowlet, which was now perched on the back of the bench, had her eyes watering up.
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“And how do you know what they need?” Did the pokegear have that information too?
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And you can generally look that stuff up on the gear. Or even hit up the internet. Nobody here can go five minutes without talking about pokemon, so its all pretty easy to find. The only exception is when its a brand new pokemon that just showed up all of a sudden. Which, for the record, happens sometimes? Just these completely unknown pokemon show up, often in massive numbers. Nobody knows where they come from and afterwards they just stick around like that is super normal. This world is insane."
And listen, Riz comes from a world where rock music led to the immaculate conception of 225 babies. He knows weird. This is just a whole extra level to him.
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“The internet?” That’s a word that’s foreign to her. Is that anything like the holonet? She figures it must be similar at least.
The mention of unknown Pokémon showing up in droves has her looking at the Smoliv. “You mean like that one? I was walking in the park and all the sudden there were dozens of these.”
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Riz knows it as Crystalnet in his world, but really, it is all pretty much the same. All memes and cat pictures.
"Exactly like that one. Before Boober caught one of those, I'd never seen one. I don't think anyone had. And then suddenly they just show up on mass, and the gear is magically updated with information on them." He shakes his head a bit. "I don't even know how that one evolves. I bet you could look it up, but I'm still unfamiliar with it."
Riz isn't exactly the biggest pokemon nerd, but he feels he has a decent understanding of these things. Enough, at least, to know how the most common ones evolve.
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"Well let's find out, shall we?"
Going back to the place on her gear that had information on her party, through that she managed to pull up a sheet on Smolivs.
"According to this they evolve at level 25 and turn into Dolliv. Then at level 35 it becomes Arbolivia." She says the names a bit awkwardly, possibly butchering them. All these strange Pokemon names would take some getting used to. "So it changes twice? Do they all do that?"
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Bo may have already seen either of the two apple dragons around the apartment.
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“How did you decide which one?”
Is one better than the other? Did he just like the look of it? Do enlighten her please.
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Turns out, Boober thought the same thing, but with me and Flapple. It's the tiniest dragon Pokemon there is and he knows I like having small Pokemon. I guess we just know each other pretty well."
You'd hope they do, considering they are boyfriends and all. Though they hadn't been boyfriends back then. Just a couple of besties.
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“I would say so. All of you seem to be very close.”
Like a family. A bit of an odd and patched together family, but a family nonetheless.
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Even if Mando can be kind of lame sometimes, he's also been pretty dependable. And he gets Riz's thing about not having his gun. So many people here just give him a blank stare when he bitches about it. And Boober-- okay, Boober definitely doesn't understand the gun thing, but he is weird like Riz is weird.
Riz looks at Bo, the next words out of his mouth so earnest and blunt that they are almost embarrassing. "I know this might surprise you, but I didn't really have many friends growing up. Well, any friends growing up. People always thought I was kind of weird."
Says the kid in the three piece suit and flat cap.
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Though as Riz confesses to growing up without many friends, she doesn’t bat an eye. There’s no surprise in her expression at all. Did she think he was weird? Not really. But she could see why others would despite his rather outgoing disposition. In fact her expression softens a bit in understanding.
Clasping her hands, Bo leans forward in her seat. “This might surprise you too. I grew up as a princess.” It’s not something she usually said out loud, though it wasn’t hidden either. “As a result, I didn’t have many friends either. Not real ones, anyway. You’re in good company.”
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"Huh." Riz cocks his head a bit as he studies her. "I guess that makes two princesses I know now. So, were you a princess that became a Mandalorian somehow, or do Mandolorians have princesses?"
If Riz had a penny for each warrior princess he had met that had lost nearly her entire people to a genocide, he'd have two pennies. Which is not a lot, but it is funny that it happened twice.
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“I was born into the Mandalorian royal family. So yes, we have princesses. For all the good such a title does anymore.”
Leaning back again she sighed and looked at a wall. The topic brings on a mix of emotions, but she can only blame herself for that as she brought it up.
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That was a whole other can of worms there with emotions that would get unpacked. So she’s not going to go any further than that.
“Hopefully we will soon have it again.”
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He means that earnestly, however it might come across. He just doesn't really know what else he might say. It's not like he could offer any help, not while they are both stuck here and not while he has a whole Nightmare King situation to deal with back home first.
(Maybe after, if it ever came to that? Could it count for extra credit? Riz knows his grades are fine, but everybody except Adaine could probably use the boost.)
"We should-- we should get back to this, right?" He vaguely gestures at the board
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Honestly how did they get so sidetracked? She really doesn’t know. But it’s best to move on and put such topics aside for now. Bo didn’t really want to think about her past or… other things.
“We were talking about Pokemon evolution right?”
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"Yeah. So to recap, pokemon evolve in several different ways. Could be from an item, by knowing a specific move, or having a bond with their trainer, but most often it's because they hit a certain level.
And to get them to hit that level, you'll need to train them through battling. Which is the fun part of having these animals."
Not as fun as fighting your own battles, but a decent substitute.
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"Sounds easy enough," she decides. Now that she was getting to know the basics, battling didn't seem all that difficult. Like Riz she would prefer to fight herself, but perhaps she could get into all of this.
"It's a reason to get out and do something at the very least."
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Which is, truly, most of the reason why Riz has been taking on gyms. He's never been work-shy, far from. But making 20,000 or 30,000p for half an hour of battle, if that, is just a very attractive offer.
"If you get all the badges, you can even go on and take on the Elite Four, who are supposed to be the best trainers in this place, and if you win, you get permission to open your own gym. I don't really know why you would, but the option is there."
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Getting rewards for challenging gym leaders though is somewhat appealing. And if she could get the hang out training, perhaps that could give her some purpose here. Something other to do than sit around and mope. The thought of opening her own gym was not something she was really entertaining but you never know.
“I may give that a try,” she decides. If anything it gave her reason to go around and explore this world.
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Riz doesn't necessarily set out to deal with overeager middle schoolers, but Boober really doesn't like to fight, so Riz tends to be the one to take care of the brats who seem under the impression that if your eyes meet you just have to fight.
(Seriously, what kind of stupid rule is that?)
"If you are going to go for the badges, you should look up the gyms in advance. They'll tell you that the best way to prepare for battling is to have a diverse team, but the gyms actually all work with a certain theme? Like, the one here in town is all about Psychic pokemon. You've got a guy who is way into bugs. Knowing what you are up against will help you pick your pokemon. And what gym to take on first. I ended up with a couple of bug pokemon at the start, so I had to skip the gym that was all flying types. Even if my pokemon were the same level as his, those weaknesses were just going to kick my ass."
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“So it’s all about strategy. That’s something I can do.” After all planning missions and such was kind of her thing. She could certainly apply those skills to Pokémon and challenging gyms right? Perhaps this training thing was more up her alley than she realized.
“How many of these gyms are there?”
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“Anything else I should know?”
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