[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

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Furret looks at you with big eyes full of trust.

She races back and forth through the culvert and into some kind of Bidoof burrow in the creekbed - she's not afraid of the tunnels beneath Mt. Sentry.

She obviously doesn't want the Egg back for her to take care of alone, but still considers herself partly its mother.

She doesn't understand about PCs and Pokeballs, but would probably trust your judgment on that one.

That leaves two options: Furret and Carvanha descend into Mt. Sentry together, or get boxed together.

"...so you definitely want to stay with the egg...got it."

Nathan sets a pokeball and Ralts's dull Premier Ball on the ground in front of him.

"...I have another question for you then.  Do you think you'd enjoy traveling with me and Ralts on more permanent terms?  We'd be more than happy to have you.  You're doing such a wonderful job with Forthright...and we could continue to have fun, continue to help each other out, learn more about what happened hundreds or even thousands...maybe even millions...of years ago together..."

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"...it's fine if you don't want to, though.  I guess I'm just musing at this point..."

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"...if you want to join us all you have to do is...well Ralts, why don't you demonstrate for her?"

Ralts nods and shuffles over to his dull premier ball.  Touches the button, and...is sucked inside.  Nathan picks it up.

"And when I want to get ya out, all I have to do is toss the pokeball like...this."  Out comes Ralts again!  Nathan smiles and gives his best friend a hug.

"Ralts prefers to stay out of his pokeball, usually.  While he's in there, though, it can be easier to travel with him and my various other friends.  Plus, if he gets into a tight spot or is in danger, I can do...this."  Ralts is recalled from a distance.

"It might come in handy if you're coming with us on the trip to find Atheneum.  Or if you'd rather stay behind with the egg in the PC where it's safe...well, I'd have to put you in a pokeball first to do that...wouldn't have to be permanent, though..."

Ralts pops back out of his own accord.

"...and here I am, getting sidetracked again, better answer the other question first...short of it is: now that you've had a little more time to think it over, would you like to join me, Ralts, and my friends on our travels?"