[KHERA SAYS] everriculum bonus est

[alphasuicune]

♈KHERA

|ooc|;; I sent Silk a PM about a joint rt. two thread. Feel free to pop in at any time, Silk. c:



|bic|;; Khera had decided he quite liked fishing, all things considered.

Waking sprawled in the bough of a tree, he found his surroundings lit with a bright light. He'd slept quite a while, an act unlike him; then again, a glance at the fast asleep Ralts on his lap gave a couple of clues as to the mystery sandman. Not wanting to purposely wake the small Pokémon, he'd debated what to do for a short while, before deciding on rummaging through his bag to see what goodies he could find. There was quite a lot in there, surprisingly; a necklace, a lump of burnt wood, a small pink scarf. The whole lot was simply delighting, but what caught his eye most was a fishing pole; old and slightly battered, but useable, with a Pokéball-shaped lure at the end. Gazing at it wide-eyed, much like a puppy would a scrap of christmas dinner, he had swung it about a bit, batting at the lure, before discovering the delightful sport of dangling it off the branch and trying to hook leaves. This amused him greatly, and he was swinging it back and forth as Ralts stretched widely in his lap, yawning.

Oh! Good morning, papa. Where are we now? She looked around, taking stock of her surroundings. It's nice here. Also your lap is comfy.
I'm glad the sleeping arrangements meet to your satisfaction.
Also also! I'm hungry. Ralts headbutted his chest, before gazing up at him. Do we have any food?
Ah, no, I don't think so. Khera looked around him, before reaching up into the tree and closing his fingers around a piece of fruit, tugging it down. There's fruit in the tree, though. Here. He handed it to Ralts, and she looked at it, before taking a small bite, giggling.
Yay, thankyou. You can have one, too. Moving her hands, she sent a wave of psychic energy upwards, and managed to knock another piece of fruit down. Khera snatched it out of the air, patting her head gratefully.
Thankyou. He folded the fishing pole down and placed it in his bag, before considering his breakfast carefully. Ralts tapped his thigh.
Come on, aren't you going to eat it?
I've only ever had pelleted food. Never fruit like this.
Hey, me neither. But it's really good! Go on, take a bite.
Cautiously, Khera licked the skin of the fruit, before placing the whole thing in his mouth and giving it a good chew. Ralts laughed. No, not like that, silly!

you spin me right round

baby right round

[Birdybot]

Birdy;;[/i][/size][/font]

♫ so come on, get it on,
i don't know what you're waiting for,
your time is coming don't be late, hey hey ♫

It just happened that there was something else in the tree besides Khera, Ralts and the fruit. Everyone knows that trees are absolutely filled with all sorts of tiny bugs, and this was no exception. However, the bug that was possibly more interesting was considerably larger than those tiny crawling things, and this was because it was a sort of Pokémon. It had been chewing away at a piece of fruit, hissed angrily at a Pidgey that had been watching it and made the stupid bird fly away, then turned it's attention on Khera.

It assumed that Ralts must be his daemon, since it like many Pokémon had never considered a human without one. Maybe they had names. Maybe they were Carl and Becca. Maybe not. It'd try, anyway. A silver thread stuck to a branch and the Spinerak lowered itself down to face Khera, smiling. ~Hello, I'm Spinerak. Are your names Carl and Becca? I'm prepared to keep guessing.~

[/color] it asked happily.

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♫ so come on,
see the light, on your face,
let it shine just let it shine,
let it shine ♫

[alphasuicune]

♈KHERA

Ralts glanced up, bursting into a fit of giggles as the spider Pokémon spoke.
< Hahaha! No, our names aren't Carl and Becca, hehee. Nice guess, though. Hey, that's a point. > She turned to Khera, poking him insistently in the flank. < We need names, don't we? Your name is Khera. And my name can be... oh, Eira! I like the sound that. It sounds a bit like your name, haha. > She clapped happily. < There you go mister Spinarak, you know our names now. You don't have to keep guessing~

[/b] > Her hands went to the Pokéballs around Khera's belt. < The others need names too. Um, mister Electrike can be Tomodori, and the big scary one can be Ixchel. Haha, isn't this fun?[/b] >

Khera wasn't quite sure to how the Giratina, especially, would react when it was told it had a new name, but for now Ralts - well, Eira - seemed to be amused. Swallowing down his mouthful, he kicked his feet against the bark absent-mindedly.
< Hello to you too. > He glanced around, not having much experience in polite conversation. < Do you know how to get to the nearest town? > He was pretty sure he just kept following the path, but it was the best he could manage for discussion.


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you spin me right round

baby right round

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[Birdybot]

Birdy;;[/i][/size][/font]

♫ so come on, get it on,
i don't know what you're waiting for,
your time is coming don't be late, hey hey ♫

Spinerak smiled as he was informed of the two's names. Khera and Eira, cool. ~Eira the Ralts-dæmon is right, they do go together.~

[/color] the bug giggled happily. Names were fun. It was a shame he didn't have one. He'd want one which was cool and really awesomely amazing, something unique and catchy and sounded really very nice. Like, er... something which fitted him... Quint? Well, why not?

~My name is now Quint.~[/color] the spider said firmly. Quint was like four or something, wasn't it? He liked that number. Oooh, the Umbremorph had asked him a question. About the outside world. Woah. ~No, not really. I'm sorry. We Spinerak don't migrate and I don't see much reason for leaving. I'm happy here with my nummy leaves and trees. I've never seen the outside world. I've heard it's big and scary and the floor is smooth weird rock.~[/color] he said with a shudder.[/blockquote][/justify][/size][/font]

♫ so come on,
see the light, on your face,
let it shine just let it shine,
let it shine ♫

[alphasuicune]

♈KHERA

< Quint. Hmmmmmm, Quint.

[/b] > Eira rolled the word around her mouth, before grinning. < I like it~ It's unique and catchy, and all that other stuff. Haha. > Satisfied with her intelligent contribution to the conversation, she snuggled back against Khera, wriggling her toes and mumbling the word 'eira' to herself again and again, as if trying to remember it better.
Quint sounds kind of like one of the words for four or five. Quattros, quintes, hehee.

Khera nodded as he listened to the Spinarak's speech. That was when you did when being polite, wasn't it? To show you were listening. What it was saying made sense, actually, and Khera nodded again. < Ah, I see. Don't worry, it's fine. We can probably find the way alright in the end.[/color] > It'd been a slightly irrelevant thing to ask, in retrospect. < If you don't travel much, it's only reasonable to assume you wouldn't know. I suppose it's nice here. > He ran his hands over the bark, leaning back. < I don't know much about the world myself. I used to just know glass and chrome, but there's so much... big.[/b] > He gestured with his hands, not gifted with words. < There's just so much much, you see? And the more much we can cover, the better.[/b] > Ralts yawned widely.
< Yeah, we're exploring and things! It's a bit scary, but really exciting. > She tilted her head. < If you've never been outside the route, I guess we could take you with us. Just for a little while. But then, you've got all you need here, right? > She smiled sweetly.[/justify]

you spin me right round

baby right round

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[Birdybot]

Birdy;;[/i][/size][/font]

♫ so come on, get it on,
i don't know what you're waiting for,
your time is coming don't be late, hey hey ♫

ooc// The 'bonus' in the title makes me lol because I has sick mind, and I has confession. Quint did not come from any of those things. It came from... Quintus! Quintus et Caecilius in horto est. Mit Grumionem.

ic// Quint listened to Khera in turn, getting the feeling that the boy wasn't too used to being social. Or going anywhere. Or seeing stuff. Just general stuff. He probably wasn't too experienced in the world, but he was confused about what the 'morph meant about the whole glass and chrome thing. Why did he only know about that? It was probably some strange metaphor or something like that. He should ask about it. Eira spoke, making the spider happy about her suggestion.

Quint smiled at the Ralts, feeling quite loved by all this attention. She was offering for him to accompany her and Khera for little while. He shrugged. ~I'd love to go with you! See the town a little, and help you get by with social interaction. I could like, your coach or something! Also, what do you mean by only knowing glass and chrome?~

[/color] the bug asked curiously, trying not to be rude or anything.[/blockquote][/justify][/size][/font]

♫ so come on,
see the light, on your face,
let it shine just let it shine,
let it shine ♫

[Silk]

Alanna continued onto Route 2, her tails waving in the breeze. She had recently put Iniko back into her Pokeball, so it was only her, Jayl, and the Spinerack. Something didn't feel right, though. Glancing down at her daemon, she knew Jayl felt it, too. "It's like how it felt when Aiden came, when Dad..." her voice trailed off, but Jayl knew what she ment. The Pokemorph felt a shiver travel though her body and she continued on. Maybe it was just a memory; it didn't happen that long ago, after all. Soon enough they came upon a person, but she was unusually nervous, and didn't- couldn't, say anything.

OOC: Sorry that took so long c:

[alphasuicune]

♈KHERA

|ooc|;; ah, no, it's fine 83 I'm just so glad you remembered ♥
Yes, Birdy, you has a very sick mind. It means 'fishing is great'. Nothing to do with any sort of genetalia, you silly person.
Wooooop Quintus! Quintus well fit est.

|bic|;; Eira's face lit up as Quint spoke, sitting up intently. < Wow, really? You want to come with us, mister Quint? I think that'd be great. Don't you agree, papa?

[/b] > She patted Khera's leg, and he nodded. < And you can help papa be good at talking to people and things. He's not very good at that sort of stuff. Isn't that right, daddy? Yes it is.[/color] > She giggled to herself happily. The next part of Quint's speech seemed to confuse her a bit, though. < Yeah, he's right. What do you mean? Really, you need to get out a bit more.[/b] >

It seemed as if Khera was about to speak, but his ears twitched suddenly, and he sat up straight. < Somebody's coming.[/b] > Wrapping Eira in his arms, he tucked his legs up into a crouch on the branch, gazing down carefully. The person approaching soon came into his view; he took in the fact that they were a 'morph (ninetales, from the looks of it, and this was confirmed as she came closer), with whitish hair. She had a Spinarak and a Ninetales with her, and he assumed that one of them would be her dæmon - it was logical to assume she had one, wasn't it? The way Professor Pine had spoken about them gave the impression they were a common thing to have. Apparently, she'd seen him too. The fact that she hadn't attacked probably meant she wasn't a threat, but he kept his gaze on her warily all the same. Eira was much less reserved, waving frantically.
< Oh! Hi! Hi! Who are you? You're a new person! Hello new person, ooh you smell funny, don't you think so papa? I like your tails, they're very pretty... > ...and so on, and so forth, in a babbling torrent of words.[/justify]

you spin me right round

baby right round

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[Silk]

OOC: Of course I remembered~

IC: Anna watched the boy in the tree. He seemed to be an Umbreon Pokemorph, and there was a Ralts with him, and another Spinerack. One of them must be his deamon, she figured. The Ralts seemed rather friendly, but though something still felt wrong, the girl tried to be similar to the group, even if her skin had paled a bit. As waved back to the Ralts. "Hello," she called, noting the Ralts semi-rambling, "Thank you. You're new to me, too." She smiled. Jayl nodded his own greeting as well, murmering, ~Papa?~ to his human.

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Quint looked very pleased with himself as another person came into view, but shook his head as Khera became tense and wary. He crawled onto the boy's shoulder so to whisper into his ear without this girl hearing. ~No need to be so tense, she seems friendly. Even if she didn't, no need to let her know that you're suspicious, eh? Now, since Eira's a shiny, she'll probably assume I'm your dæmon. Let's go with that so she doesn't freak out or anything. Oh, and a word of warning; since I'm the same gender as you, people might assume you're gay. Don't worry. Also, I might need to learn to speak human... I won't know for fear of giving myself away, but in future you'll need to teach me.~

[/color] he lectured Khera before beginning to interact with the stranger.

The spider saw that he'd have to push Khera along as the boy didn't exactly seem the sort who'd understand how others could be lonely and enjoy company, as without his dæmon he had little soul left, his emotions probably dulled- Quint couldn't be sure, he'd never had his soul cut away from him. Presently he waved at the three, hoping Alanna wouldn't question why Khera's dæmon wasn't able to settle or speak human. If she asked, he would... er... say it was a result of his 'morphism? Yes, that sounded all right.

~Hello! Don't mind Eira, she's only young and thinks of Khera here as her dad. I'm Quint, Khera's dæmon. Khera's a bit shy, but I can promise you he's nice enough.~[/color] Quint introduced himself with a smile. He hoped he was doing alright so far, and was as he said this trying to convince himself that he really was Khera's dæmon, but since a wild Pokémon wasn't likely to have much experience acting it wasn't extremely easy to slip into character. There wasn't a trace of lies in his voice, however, since what he was saying was mostly true.[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/div][div style="border-top: 1px dotted #000000;background: #7D2920;[br"]margin: 0px;padding: 0px;padding-top:2px;text-align:left;font-size:5pt;letter-spacing:0px;font-family: Bookman Old Style;color:#C68179; margin: 0px 10px 10px 10px;]Notes: none
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[Silk]

Alanna smiled at the Spinerack, Quint, was it? "Pleasure to meet you, Quint, and Khera," she called up to them, not yet giving a second thought to the fact that the boy's "daemon" was male, or that he couldn't speak, well, human. "My name's Alanna, but friends call me Anna," she told them, mostly speaking to Quint, "This is Jayl." She poked her Ninetales soul and he shot her a glare before nodded respectfully. She had no reason as of yet to be distrustful of them, and therefor belived Quint's words as truth.

[alphasuicune]

♈KHERA

Khera relaxed a little as Quint whispered into his ear. The Spinarak was right; the trainer and her Pokémon didn't seem hostile, and they certainly didn't look threatening. Still, he still seemed tense. He slid his body off the bough, dropping gently to the ground with Eira clutching haphazardly to his arm, and drew himself up to his full height of really-not-particularly-tall. Alanna, was it? And the way she introduced the Ninetales by her side; that made it logical to assume he was her dæmon, right? Alanna and Jayl... he made a note to commit both names to memory. This was the point that he was meant to say 'hello' or something, wasn't it?

Before he could make a bumbling attempt at social interaction, however, Eira decided she'd got over the apparent shock of falling out a tree and spoke up. < Ooh, you've forgotten me! Hello. > She waved energetically. < My name's Eira! And it's very nice to meet you, Jayl and Alanna. Are you having a nice day? > She tilted her head upwards, almost overbalancing herself. < Ooh, the weather's nice today, don't you think? It's perfect for... for, um, well I don't know. Maybe a picnic. Papa, have you got a picnic? > She tapped him insistently. Khera shook his head.
< No, I don't have a picnic. Sorry. >
< Aww, what a shame. > Eira pouted, though it was hard to see under her large blue hood, and turned her gaze back to Alanna and Jayl. < So what are you doing here today, Alanna? Is it something fun? Ooh, I hope so. >

you spin me right round

baby right round

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Name
Quint

Dæmon
N/A

Level
12

Ability
Swarm

Moves
Poison Sting, String Shot, Scary Face, Constrict, Leech Life

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Quint smiled at Jayl. He could learn a lot about how to pretend to be another's dæmon from him no doubt, but had no intention of blowing Khera's cover and so settled for watching him subtlely and taking note of how he behaved towards his human. Quint himself scuttled up to sit on Khera's shoulder like a rounder version of a parrot, just with no feathers and a few more legs. He'd seen the dæmons of many passing trainers sit on their human's shoulders, so there was nothing strange about this and he could give Khera advice and guidance without anyone knowing the poor kid even needed it.

~Right, so Jayl's her dæmon, as you can probably see from the way they treat each other. You can see they're connected if you're used to seeing humans with dæmons. I told her you're really shy, but you should still try and make light conversation about how your journey's gone so far. You don't look like you've had many people caring about you before, so I suppose it'll be nice for you to see people truely caring with no ulterior motives.~

[/color] he smiled encouragingly, hoping that a wild Pokémon would attack or something so that Khera wouldn't have to try to be social with no experience for very long.[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr]
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[Silk]

"Hello, Eira, Khera, and Quint, right?" She kneeled down to the Ralts, noticeing the odd coloration that made her shiny. "You're a pretty little one, Eira," she smiled, never having seen a shiny Ralts before. She stood up again to glance around. "Oh," she told them, having just remembered the injured pokemon from Route 1, "This is Spinerack. He hurt his leg yesterday and I'm helping him get to a Pokemon Center to heal it." Jayl, having not said much at all yet, gave them a pleasent ~Nice to meet you,~ nodding at Quint. Something still felt odd about the pair, but he ignored it for the time being.

[alphasuicune]

♈KHERA

Eira was delighted to have been noticed. Usually, her half-nonsensical ramblings went unanswered; to have a reply was lovely. Her eyes twinkled as Alanna knelt down in front of her, and she waved up at the Ninetales-morph.
< Pretty, me? ...really? > Eira sounded genuinely touched, doing a little on-the-spot jig before flushing deeply. < Awwwww. > She glanced back at Khera, face a picture of glee.

She paid rapt attention to Alanna as she straightened up and started talking.
< Ooh, that sounds nasty. Poor him. > She frowned, tilting her head. < By the way, what's a Pokémon 'cen-tah'? I've never heard of one before. >
Khera felt like he ought to contribute something to the discussion. What about what he'd seen on route one? "There was a Giratina on route one yesterday that we saw." He nodded, apparently satisfied. There, a normal contribution to the conversation. Excellent. His eyes panned to Quint, apparently hoping for confirmation that he was moving along the right lines.

you spin me right round

baby right round