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Post by Kenta Lirio on Dec 1, 2019 9:02:50 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","BOXU"]  | NAME: Kenta Lirio | | ALIAS: K | | POKEMON: 2 | | BADGES: 0 |
[attr="class","next"]The young man, his hair having grown quite some length in the past few months, stepped off of the small wooden boat without a word. The ferryman gave a concerned look as the hooded youth stepped toward the entrance to Mt. Pyre.
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"I won't wait for you long, so be sure to-" He stopped as the strange adolescent turned back to him, cloak obscuring his eyes from view.
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"I will return shortly. Have patience. Though if you leave me here, know that the spirits will grow restless." A smile crossed his face which seemed to bring a fright to the old man. The mysterious passenger then turned back once more and pressed forward as a cold wind lifted from behind. It seemed this visit had been anticipated to some degree.
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As he made his way within the cavern at the mountain's face, Kenta lowered his hood and was greeted by a powerful gust, strong enough to blow the hair from his face and force him to stand his ground sternly. The spirits here seemed to be unsettled by something. What that was, the child couldn't be certain. Perhaps it was his absence after the disappearance of Mai. Or perhaps it was her disappearance that brought about this unrest. She was just as much a member of the Lirio clan as her brother after all.
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He stepped past the burial mounds slowly, eyeing some of them carefully as he passed, "I return with no ill intent, I swear it." He chuckled, "What harm would I be capable of? I swore my respects here three years ago if you all recall." If any had been around to witness it, they'd think him mad. But they couldn't see as Kenta did. They couldn't see the many eyes upon the boy in this moment. Those of men and Pokemon long since past.
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"I've merely come to apologize. I will likely not be able to tend to things here for some time," he winced, a prickling sensation creeping up his outer thigh, "Not until I've seen to it that my sister is safe." The sensation ceased and he gave a sigh of relief. It seemed they understood then.
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"Duskull and Sableye have grown stronger since. I trust in their ability to aid me in this, just as I trust my parents to continue doing their best work here in my absence. Thank you for understanding." He clasped his hands together at his chest and closed his eyes, bowing his head in respect to the dead all around him, "I hope to have her back before the Day of Spirits." [attr="class","uhm1"]@open | [attr="class","uhm"]Nothing Important | [attr="class","uhm2"]434 |
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Post by Noel Calderwood on Dec 1, 2019 18:47:00 GMT
 Near the entrance of the cavern, an unmarked gravestone topples over. " I swear to Arceus, Tessa, you're gonna get me possessed or some shit," Noel grouses, leaning down to set it upright. A Rhyhorn, the Tessa in question, stands off to the side looking not the slightest bit guilty for the act of desecration she just committed. In fact, she doesn't seem to realize she did anything wrong in the first place. Noel flicks dust from his palms, sighing. He doesn't put much stock in the occult, but he doesn't fuck with it either. It helps that ever since the incident, he's had a particular sensitivity toward the treatment of the dead. Not that anyone he knows would be in need of such treatment. " If this were a horror movie, I'd be the first to go." He gestures toward Tessa. " Follow behind me from now on." They progress into the cavern until Noel begins to hear a sound. It's low, quiet, and steady, like the trickling of a faraway stream. He stills, then stumbles as Tessa bumps into his calves. " You hear something?" he whispers. She shakes her head blithely. " Of course you don't. You're literally a rock. Let's keep going." When they reach the heart of the cavern, the sound resolves into a voice. A cloaked, long-haired boy stands with his back to Noel, his head bowed as he speaks to an audience of none. He could be praying. He could be insane. " Yeah," Noel says to himself, " definitely a horror movie." He raises his voice as he steps into the chamber. " Kid. Who're you talking to?" TAG: Kenta Lirio |
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Post by Kenta Lirio on Dec 1, 2019 19:12:03 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","BOXU"] | NAME: Kenta Lirio | | ALIAS: K | | POKEMON: 2 | | BADGES: 0 |
[attr="class","next"]Kenta turned slightly, a bored expression growing upon his face as he realized he wasn't the only living about. Or perhaps this one was just confused? A couple steps forward and he was sure of it, giving a sigh. Definitely a live one.
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"I am speaking to those no longer with us. It is part of my role as a priest in training." His Duskull released itself from its Pokeball on the young teen's belt. As if without taking notice of it, Kenta continued, "Have you need of my services? Or are you simply visiting?"
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The little ghost giggled and floated over, examining the Rhyhorn curiously. It made sure not to touch the burly stone beast, but got uncomfortably close as it admired the ridges upon its back and top of its head. Its trainer cracked a smile at this before waving the spirit back over, "Duskull, manners." It jerked upwards in surprise, hurrying back to Kenta's side in an instant before making many more rattling coos.
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"You don't say?" The boy smiled and placed a hand on his hip before looking back to the stranger, "My apologies. Duskull can be careless of personal space at times." | [attr="class","uhm"]Fufufufu... | [attr="class","uhm2"]197 |
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Post by Noel Calderwood on Dec 1, 2019 20:20:26 GMT
"I am speaking to those no longer with us. It is part of my role as a priest in training."" Huh," is all Noel can think to say as he leans against the entranceway, casting his eyes around the nearly empty chamber. The kid's still creepy, but at least he isn't speaking in tongues or making blood sacrifices. He still might be a touch delusional, though, or just preoccupied with fantasy. Noel tries to remember if he was still playing pretend at that age. " I thought only Pokemon were buried here. You're saying you can talk to them?" The kid says something else, but Noel is distracted by the Duskull that has somehow freed itself from its Pokeball. " Didn't know they could do that," he murmurs to himself, shuddering at the thought of his team breaking free anytime they like. Mona he wouldn't mind, but Tessa would cause no end of migraines. It's a good thing Tessa is too dull to figure a trick like that out, he thinks as he watches the Duskull coo over her. She doesn't look bothered—rather, she seems pleased by the attention, if her preening is anything to go by. Noel rolls his eyes. The kid calls his little ghost friend back and apologizes for its behavior. " It's fine," Noel says, waving a hand dismissively. " I don't think Tessa even knows what personal space is." He nudges the Rhyhorn lightly with his foot. She doesn't react. " See what I mean." Noel recalls the kid's earlier words. " Uh, you were saying something about services?" He doesn't believe the kid is a priest in training, but he's in a frivolous enough mood to play along. Besides, he can't help but be curious. Just a little. TAG: Kenta Lirio |
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Post by Kenta Lirio on Dec 1, 2019 20:39:58 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","BOXU"] | NAME: Kenta Lirio | | ALIAS: K | | POKEMON: 2 | | BADGES: 0 |
[attr="class","next"]Kenta's eyebrows lowered slightly as the trainer nudged at their Pokemon with their foot and spoke selfishly of it. He made no comment, but the act was showing of the stranger's personality. It wasn't one that he was pleased with, to say the least, but to judge another too quickly was against his character. Still...
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"Yes, services," he turned his attention to his partner, stroking the brim of its skull-shaped face gently as he continued to speak, "I am still learning, but the cleansing and calming of spirits is an art which has been passed down in my family for centuries." The Ghost-Type looked disappointed as its trainer suddenly stopped, realizing he had yet to introduce himself. Kenta placed a hand to his chin in thought though. It wouldn't be wise to simply give out his real name. Not when his parents had surely sent word out of their missing heirs.
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Duskull gave a frustrated huff in defeat before allowing itself to drop behind its trainer and float just above his shadow.
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"You may call me K," he smiled and stepped forward, slowly extending an arm from beneath his cloak in a gesture of proper greeting, "You are?" | [attr="class","uhm"]... | [attr="class","uhm2"]198 |
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Post by Noel Calderwood on Dec 1, 2019 21:12:10 GMT
A single-letter name. It sounds very much like a name he gave himself, Noel thinks as he steps closer. Either that or his parents have a terrible naming sense. Noel is tempted to introduce himself as N, but he figures the kid wouldn't take well to that. " Noel," is what he says instead, loosely shaking the kid's hand. " Nice to meet you, I guess." He didn't exactly come to Mt. Pyre to socialize, after all. The services K speaks of sound surprisingly legit. Noel would have expected something more outlandish from a kid who thinks he can speak to ghosts. He still doesn't think K is capable of such feats, but ( they haven't found her body yet) it wouldn't hurt to humor him a little further. " Can you, like. Um." Noel looks away, telling himself he's just playing along. That's all. He isn't expecting anything. " Can you, I don't know, check the ghostly plane or whatever to see whether someone's there or not?" ( of course she's not there you know she's alive you know) ( but what if) Tessa shuffle her feet, obviously restless. Noel turns to her, grateful for the distraction. " You bored?" he says, receiving an affirmative grunt as a response. In any other route he might let her explore on her own, but here he wouldn't put it past her to bulldoze an entire cemetery without even noticing. " Why don't you play with your new friend." He motions at the Duskull floating behind his trainer, not bothering to ask said trainer for permission. Tessa brightens at the prospect, shambling toward the Duskull with hopeful eyes. TAG: Kenta Lirio |
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Post by Kenta Lirio on Dec 1, 2019 21:37:17 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","BOXU"] | NAME: Kenta Lirio | | ALIAS: K | | POKEMON: 2 | | BADGES: 0 |
[attr="class","next"]The Duskull's singular eye brightened up as it wiggled out from its trainer's shadow and happily floated around its new playmate. It had been a while since it had been able to actually play with another Pokemon. Sableye was far too mellow, only becoming active when it was time for a battle, so to actually have another creature to play with other than its trainer to play with was an exciting prospect.
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Meanwhile, Kenta would point upwards at himself with a deadpan, "Do you think I'm a Ouija board or something?", in response to what he saw as a ridiculous question. Realizing that others may not be quite as learned as him in the subject, especially since they likely weren't forced to study the profession by their parents, he sighed and followed with, "It doesn't work that way, sorry. What has passed is passed. I can only deal with that which refuses to move on. It's why I specialize in Ghost-Type Pokemon, after all. Now if you had, say, a haunted home, or a cursed relic, then I might be of some use."
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He looked down in frustration, thoughts moving to his little sister, "They're drawn to my family and so we do what we must to aid them in moving on. That's all we can do."
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Whether the two of them would notice it or not, Duskull had begun to drift between the burial mounds further in, trying to play a rather... odd game of peek-a-boo with Tessa. | [attr="class","uhm"]... | [attr="class","uhm2"]250 |
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Post by Noel Calderwood on Dec 2, 2019 8:01:51 GMT
K shuts him down without blinking an eye. It's kind of infuriating, being sassed by a kid who barely looks old enough to have his Trainer ID, but Noel has to admit it was a stupid question he asked. Even if K could somehow trawl an afterlife that may or may not exist, there must be billions of human and Pokemon hanging out there. He might as well ask K to find a needle in a sea of hay. Noel sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. " Alright, I get it. I'm just looking for—nah, forget I asked." He's disappointed despite himself. Even a shred of false hope would've gone a long way for Noel. Then again, false despair would've dealt his psyche a devastating blow. It's been precarious ever since the incident. For once, some emotion leaks into K's voice as he speaks of his family's duty. " That's the shittiest power I've ever heard of," Noel huffs, forgetting to be skeptical. " Seeing ghosts and all. Do you even have time to just live your life? I'm sure you've got enough of your own baggage to deal with." Tessa, meanwhile, is failing to comprehend the kind of game Duskull wants to play. Instead she interprets its behavior as an invitation to a game of tag, scrambling over and around the burial mounds as she playfully snaps her jaws at the little Grim Reaper. TAG: Kenta Lirio |
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Post by Kenta Lirio on Dec 2, 2019 20:56:27 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","BOXU"] | NAME: Kenta Lirio | | ALIAS: K | | POKEMON: 2 | | BADGES: 0 |
[attr="class","next"]"Yeah. It can be pretty shitty sometimes." Kenta gave a faint smile before pulling the hood of his cloak back over his face, "Come, Duskull." The little ghost looked back and forth to Kenta and Tessa a few times before giving a disappointed whimper and following its trainer. It would stare curiously at the other boy for a moment as they passed by him.
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"If you happen to hear of anything which would fall under my expertise, I implore you seek me out." He stopped at the exit and clinched his fist, "Or if you hear of a girl named Mai."
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He'd left the ferryman waiting for possibly too long now, he had to be on his way. Still, the conversation had been a nice distraction. Perhaps if he met that Noel fellow again he would challenge him to a battle. But for now his schedule was restricted. He still had much research to do on the spirit which had kidnapped his younger sibling, and his team would need to be much stronger if they were to help him in the hunt for it.
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"I'd nearly given up on you! Ready to head back then?" The old man gave a nervous chuckle, having just noticed his passenger's return.
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"Yes, thank you for your patience," He'd tap the Pokeball on his waist and return Duskull to it before boarding the small vessel. | [attr="class","uhm"]Exiting Thread | [attr="class","uhm2"]231 |
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Post by Noel Calderwood on Dec 5, 2019 1:58:32 GMT
When K closes the conversation and calls back his Duskull, Noel blinks as if breaking free of a spell. " Will do," he says, quirking an eyebrow at the name K invokes. Mai, huh? Maybe this kid is looking for someone too. Still, Noel thinks wryly, it's probably not as bad as a sister who disappeared under mysterious circumstances. K and his Duskull depart, leaving a somewhat despondent Tessa bereft of a playmate. The Rhyhorn presses her body flush against the ground, sulking. " Come on," Noel says to her, motioning for her to return to her side. " Don't be so dramatic. I'm sure we'll run into them again sometime." It's a lie obviously designed to appease her—Hoenn's a big region, and he didn't get K's contact information—but Tessa swallows it whole. Noel smirks as she perks up and trots over. She's so easy to please. " We got a little sidetracked there," Noel says, cracking his knuckles, " but it's time to start training." NOTES: don't mind me, just slipping one last post in here |
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