Celadon City Post-Campaigh: Arial

[Spiritmon]

Spoiler

All of your girlfriend's Bug agree to your request, though reluctantly in the case of Blooderfly and Dragonfighter. Not because they didn't want to obey you (or felt they must because your their mistress' mate), but rather you restricting their options to plan non-violence. Those two were the most blood thirsty and viscous of Riza's hive, so be strictly related to sentry duty was a major buzz kill for them. Still, better than them maiming or murdering and eating some potentially poor and unsuspecting innocent also looking for a place to stay.....

Insectspector (The Shedinja) doesn't visibly react to your praise and gratitude (Or if they did, you couldn't tell), but strangely enough you could feel a fleeting, sudden sense of satisfaction coming from them, along with an empty sensation that somehow spoke of......acceptance? You're not quite sure what vibe their giving off (or possibly trying to convey to you), but at least they don't seem unhappy with their performance against UN.....you think.

(...)

"You damn right you better be sorry! *Quiets down* .......Yeah, me too brother. Me too. *Sighs* ....We have to make do what we have and what we are now, though, for better and worse. We've always manage to tough out the worst and still be grinning, and by new shiny chrome mane we always will. God damn count on it. .....Heh, and of course I love ya too, you blockhead. Thought that would go without saying now, but I guess its nice to hear it every now and again....."

Your request is meet with a slightly befuddled look from your the currently mimic turned father copy, before he shrugged and let you go, stepping back and his form glowing a blinding white as he Transformed into.....a copy of you. Only taller, with grey white hair, and somehow more ruggedly handsome.

"This form alright with ya? Since I am your older brother and a copy cat, why not become an older looking twin of yours? *Shrugs* 'Fraid I can't do anything about the Assist voice, though. Seems like its set in stone for me for now. Maybe I can work out something later with my new Legendary powers, but eh, that isn't a priority for me. *Smiles, and then winks* Ah, and don't worry. Won't tell Baltazar about you calling him the oldest geezer that ever was. Promise."

(...)

"Wait, what? That empty little husk did what? You serious? What the fuck happened while I was conked out and you finished off that overgrown night light?"

You are suddenly reminded of the fact that Gaspar largely missed out on the rest of the epic and titanic Fight against, and therefore knows mostly bugger all about it after being KOed. Perhaps you can fill him in now or later?

Moving on, your metamorphic mate agreed with you totally about what should have been Necrozma's fate (It was his opinion first, after all), and seemed confidant that between you and the rest of the extended family something could be done about her. As for training his newfound powers....

"Venesi City? Uh.....you sure about that, brother? Don't know if you remember or not, but the last time we were there some major shenanigans were had by us and a bunch of pirates we decided to help for a lark and a portion of the plunder they'd be making. That, and didn't the Gym Leader try to force ya to take part in some play of their's or something, and that lead them to chasing ya around town and you causing afformentioned shenanigans. I mean, it's been ages since we been there, so maybe we won't attract any heat if we pay the city a visit, but is that a risk we're willing to take?"

(...)

"*Shivers* .....Let's just stop talking about her, alright? That Gardevoir, though.....*Shakes head*......I don't think they'll be a problem for me or that cracky frowney bastard. Call it a gut feeling, but I think she'll be more concerned ensuring her Trainer's 'Legacy' is preserved, rather than try to head hunt us. Even if you're madder than a Crobat on LSD, a Pokemon still has some self preservation instinct in them, and going after the fella that iced the rest of your family is not just a mad idea, but a bad one too if you have any long term plans. They ain't the Joker or you, so they don't have the ability to survive anything, no matter how unlikely or impossible it'd be. That, and from what I gathered they wouldn't be focusing on you too much anyway - you got taken out like a chump by that Juliet woman, while Reiner and his pet fox did the killing. If they have a Grudge or vendetta against anyone, it'd be him, not you."

(...)

Gaspar looks somewhat surprised at that decision of yours, giving you an incredulous look while manifesting/Transforming a part of himself into a pair of sudden glasses to tilt them upwards to emphasis said look.

"You called in him to defend Reiner? Don't cha think that's a bit overkill? And do you realize how hard it was to get the couple favors he owes us? *Shakes his had and mumbles* I swear, the motherload of shit we went through with him, and how close he was to dicing us up into fritters.... *Sighs, then Shrugs* Well, if that's what you've done, so be it. Hopefully he'll get along better with Reiner than we ever did, or the two don't end up trying to kill each other to death over their pridefulness."

(...)

"Super! And god, I hope you're right."

(...)

"Hmm.....that's a good idea, but we'll have to come up with an explanation as to how and why we caught Sekmet in the first place, and why she's so tame and friendly with ya too. Otherwise, he might just call the Rangers on us for poaching a dangerous Nucmon from a Hotzone and trying to get away with it after the fact. Rather not become a fugitive again in our home region, brother, you know? At least, not for such a stupid reason like that."

"Erm.....how about we not do that, k? I rather keep a low profile on the fact I'm a LEGENDARY POKEMON now so we don't catch unwanted attention from the League or the Rangers, nor put up with anyone that would try to harass us or worse because of my status. Last thing we need is fanboys, the paparazzi, or the government hounding us, nor some hotshot punks or another criminal organization like Team Rocket gunning for you to try and claim me, and the HUGE mess all that would entail.....

"Speaking with a Professor of another region, though? Hmm....that might work out better. That lot usually keeps a tight lid on things and are nice enough from I remember, and getting a job with them might pan out well, provided we set up fair terms of employment for us. 'Course, if I remember correctly the Legendary I am now - man, still not used to that - is sort of a big deal there in Alola, so there's no telling how the public or local heroes might react to us if they catch wind we've strolled onto the block. Maybe they treat us alright or like gods among men and Pokemon, or maybe we'd end up with the local authorities and a ragtag bunch chomping at the bit to get at us. *Shrugs* It's a gamble, and we tend to attract all sorts of interesting crap anyway, so who knows?"