[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

Oh. But in the end, Nathan only told her something she already knew. Taking everything with a grain of salt.... She's giving Nathan an somewhat unimpressed look, almost a sad one. "My, Nathan, I know that. I'm no newbie to the mythik and occult, I'm enjoying the field, how do you think I became interested in Fairy Type? I'm dabbling in natural magic....myself...a bit... If you'd actually ask me questions or show interest, you'd know that. I'm feeling very well here at this place." The more she spoke, the more she looked down to Cottonee in her arms instead, the fluffball was giving her silent comfort.

Anyway, she'll let him go, follow his own business at this fleemarket, while she will do so as well.

Nathan sighs again when Shiva's out of earshot.  He was informing her because he had the exact opposite impression from what he's seen and heard so far from her...*sigh*...it's charming that she chases those things, sure, but they don't always work the way you think they will...if at all.

Well, enough of that train of thought.  On to the window shopping!

Spoiler

Mama Furret is also attracted to shiny things and bits of food the vendors give her with a smile on their faces, so you can also have 75$ worth of trinkets and snacks.

Ralts finds lots of things that either worry him (ghost aligned) or attract him (psychic aligned) or are pretty neutral to him (dark aligned). At one point he accidentally wakes up an Abra that is sleeping under a table, and they play some psychic game that Nathan can't make heads or tails of. It seems to happen entirely within their mind.

Emolga needs a sharp eye, because he'll flap up to a vendor, start talking their ear off, and then absentmindedly try to stuff random herbs into his cheekpouch. Which is very dangerous, of course. He's oblivious to the repeated danger he keeps putting himself in. The only thing you might consider buying for him is a fancy batbox shaped like a castle, which can be kept inside a Pokeball but is big enough to fit four or five small Pokemon who are used to squeezing into little spaces. It's intended for Zubat and Swoobat or the elusive Crobat, but Emolga likes it. The fine craftsmanship sets the price at $500.

Ralts also swerves through the tent, homing in on a particular book. He immediately turns it to page 33, then flips it to page 56. He stares at the pages, then remembers he can't read. He looks at Nathan.

Huh.  So Furret just gets to collect...stuff.  Alright then.  The trinkets, while cool, aren't particularly helpful.  Snacks are nice for this window shopping session, though!  Every little bit of cash he can get is helpful now, so the trinkets are maybe just a tiny bit more helpful than he might have first thought, actually... (Well, I guess I can just add $75 to the character sheet, then?)

Ralts and an Abra playing a literal mind game kinda catches Nathan off guard.  But hey, as long as they're having fun and not causing any trouble, it's definitely okay in his book!

Nathan can't help but chuckle at Emolga's fascination with the bat box.  A bit pricey right now, but maybe he can pick it up later...he does caution Emolga to not stick unfamiliar herbs in his mouth, as that could be...deadly, to say the least. 

When Ralts suddenly stops for a moment and starts looking around, Nathan's not sure what to make of that at first.  And then when Ralts dashes off, weaving in and out of the crowd and stalls as if he's looking for something in particular...well, Nathan definitely does his best to keep up, apologizing to anyone ththey end up getting in the way of in the process.  He almost thinks he loses Ralts for a moment...only to find him a moment later staring at that book, turning the pages, trying to read it...

...the look his best friend gives him says it all.  "Alright, let's see what it says here...which parts do you want me to read?  Ah, pages 33 and 56?  Alright, let's see here...it says..."

Spoiler

After introductions and other matters were resolved with his Misdreavus, Ventus recalled her exited the Corsage's City and, with the help of his much trusted and extremely valued brothered Haziel, was standing outside the East Pokemon Center in Cress moments later. He gave his prophetic bird a much deserved pat on the hand and a handful of sunflower seeds from his satchel, and then entered the lobby and swiftly noticed Nathan over at a table with his Furret holding a.....TM? 

'By the looks of it, its appears to hold the knowledge of an Ice type move on it, a rare and valuable offense to posses. Hmm.......I would have to more closely inspect it and inquire to know what it is exactly, but its something my sister could potentially use......perhaps......' the empath thought to himself, mulling this new discovery over in his head until he nodded to himself, and glided over to where the young scholar was, taking a seat near him and garner him an inquisitive look.

"Greeting Nathan! I trust you've had a wonderful and relaxing day thus far, or so I wish it to be. We all need a little more peace and tranquility in our lives, in my esteemed opinion.... Anyhow, I could help but notice that Ice type TM you are holding. Pray tell, what exactly is the move on it? If its the right one, I'm willing to make a deal with you to acquire it for myself. Ice type coverage is always desired among those that can use it, after all."

Nathan's only half paying attention at first.

"Hm?  Oh, Ventus.  Yeah, it's an Ice type TM.  Found it in Mt. Sentry...quite the rare one...Icy Wind...normally, they only make these in Johto...unfortunately, that means their compatibility is usually only suited for pokemon from the Tohjo area or those that learn the move naturally...would have taught it to Forthright, but the machine doesn't know what to do with it...could teach it to Solomon or Starmie, though..."

Nathan stops muttering to himself.  Wait, did he hear that correctly?

Nathan sets the TM down and looks at Ventus.  "Hang on.  Hold up.  What do you even have that might be able to use it?  I highly doubt Ao Guang needs it, considering he's not going to be bothered at all by the types it's good against."

Emolga's chittering away, wondering who this strange looking person is and how Nathan knows him and...etc, etc, etc....