[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Spiritmon]

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Arial was wicked smiling now. "Now thats works." He spined around the pipe in his hands like a boss again. "That failed ambush looks like ages ago heh. Now lets see what goods you have there law man". Arial snach the 2500 Pokedollars (8480 pokedollar now! Awesome), and he snach the Smeagle and Gogoat. "Huh, not everything awesome as I imagine. Welp, at least these two will serve well." He take the Hand-Cuffs. "Now when he awake it will be a problematic to to me and Reiner. Time to some plans." Arial takes two scarves in his pounchs of his jacket and he put one in his eyes and another one his mouth. "That way, it will take a time to anyone find you." Arial take care to put the body in some solitary place in this alley and use one of the Hand-Cuffs to chain the officer in strong place [Leave the decision to you Windos about the strongest part of the alley to chain the officer]. "Now where I should go. Perhaps I should buy some Pokeballs after that." Then Arial go to some close place to buy some pokeballs. He hate have no pokeball with him. He decided to buy 6 Pokeballs, 2 Great Balls and 1 Ultra Ball. Just in case something happens. Then when he do that, he decided to walk for a while. He catch the glimpse of something strange. A Muk, but this looks....strange to say at least. He decided to take a look in that pokemon.

Action: Buy some pokeballs (it was about time) them go in the direction of that odd Muk!

Finding Sturdy Object: Insight (2) + Knowledge (4) + Alert (2) = 8D6 Dice
(4)(4)(4)(5)(2)(4)(3)(3)

You managed to find a solid and thick piece of piping connected to one side of the alley, faaaaar away from the streets so that passerbys can't hear him scream for help and come to their aid! You slip the cuffs on his wrist and the pipping, and give it a few tugs to gauge it relative strength.

How Long Will It Hold? : (2) It will hold for 2 Encounter after he wakes up, which means he escapes at the Night Time Encounter Slot!

Hmm.....strong enough to keep him tied up for awhile, but not too long that the poor police officer is at risk of being nibbled to death by a feral Pokémon and/or dying of exposure. Perfect!

With the lawman taken care of for quite awhile, you, Shiny Gligar, and Gaspar exit 'Thief!' mode and the dark allyway , and head towards the Department Store since the Merchant banned you for life for threating their's . Not your finest moment , but eh, live and learn right? From their, you make all your preplanned purchases, spending a grand total of $3600 Poke on all those given Items , and promptly leave the store before either : A) Gaspar or Shiny Gligar get up to any mischief that'll land you in hot water or B) You end up doing something that will put YOUR feet close to the fire, if you get what I'm saying!

Exiting the store, you decide to do some wandering around the Festival , since you currently didn't really have any solid plans in mind after making your daring escape from the Aurum Vex , other than to try and avoid Reiner and any Gym Leaders you see , since Encountering them all but spell your DOOM. Eventually, you find your feet leading you away from the main Festival Area, and to one of the many scrapyards that are spread throughout Celadon City:



While you walking around it, you manage to spot something that makes you stop in your tracks: a great big old Muk, happily chomping away and dissolving a pile of scrap metal just a few dozen meters away from you. Even from that distance, you can tell that something is......off about it, compared to the rest of its ilk. The obvious sign was how LARGE it was, but you could also tell that its coloring is weird as well. Purple.....with silver greys trimming on them? What? Besides that, you can't tell WHAT is up with this pile of sentient toxic sludge....

Right now you are on the other side of the fence away from the Strange Muk. You can either opt to scale the fence (In whatever manner you chose), but practically give away your position, or you can try to find an entrance and spend a longer amount of time tracking it down. Or something else, if you want to be especially creative!

Arial looks the strange Muk. "Man, I have see huge Muks before but that one...is huge! And that silver greys? What the heck is that?" Then Arial stops the thinking trail and decided to think a plan. "Okay, no time for that. Need to think something about that hmm..." Arial thinks for a few time. "If I recall Muks is a species in extinction if I remember thanks to change of enviromental, and because of that its have the danger to extinct...this might help us." Then Arial looks to both Shiny Gligar and Gaspar. "Okay guys heres the plan: If we climb that fence Muk will problably know our location and them will not be much happy in see us. Buuuut, if we make him distract with something, this will give me the chance to enter without atract the attention much. Gligar I need you to fly away in some good distance without the Muk notice, and take Gaspar inside. There Gaspar you will use you Transform move to transform in another Muk or Grimer if is to much big to transform. Atract his attention for a few seconds so that way I can enter with not much problems. Them I can bring Baltazar and Melchior to take down that Muk. With a combination of Psyquich and Metal attacks, and a bit of Mega Evolution, we might take down that strange thing. You two okay with this plan guys?"

[Dragonstrike]

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The Gym Acolaytes give you dirty looks for interrupting their private and tantamount conversation with their Leader, and were none to subtly about to tell you to buzz off or wait until they were finished ......until they froze when they spotted your cousin hovering behind you , casting upon them a glare that beats up their puny Intimidation specialty. Clair was already pretty grumpy for being  dragged along by you, since her ideal plan was the polar opposite of what ended up happening, so her patience for bullshit of anykind, no matter where it comes from or why its laid at her feet, was thin.

Erika for her part, already familiar with the Arendse brand approach to negotiation tactics , finished her cup of macha tea and let out a sastified *sigh* , before they placed her cup down and regarded you with an pleasant smile, and dismissed her acolaytes with a casual wave of her hand. "Its nice to see again, Reiner. From what I've heard, you've been making quite a name for yourself since we last spoke. Subduing Romeo and Juliet, and rumored to have put a stop to the Vampire, since their were no murders or victim reported last night and reduced entire street reduced to rubble in some epic conflict around the same time period as well, but of course this is unsubstaintiated. Regardless, you've done the city and the Police several favors despite having little obligation to do so, so on their behalf I would like to humbly thank you from the bottom of my heart for protecting Celadon, and doing your part to make sure the Flower Festival proceeds as intended. Thank you for all you have done, Reiner..."

Erika's closes their eyes and formally bows their head in a gesture in a sigh of deep respect, but due to her remarkable skill in maintain her composure even under the most adverse circumstances (With exceptions, of course) you couldn't honestly tell it was genuine, a thoughtful but still a formality, and/or what she said was more for your still extremely irritable and somewhat estranged family member hanging back (Who's eyebrows were knitted together and seemed even more pensive than before) . Still, you do know she held no ill intention towards you, and was remarkably relaxed despite two of the most powerful people hovering over semi-menacingly her. Either her ovaries are reinforced with steel, or she's still high from the other day, but I suppose it doesn't matter which one is the cause at this point.

The Prim Princess then evenly returned their gaze with you, and share another warm smile. "In light of light of your service, I am more than willing to honor your request for privacy with your esteemed cousin Clair. Wouldn't want anybody easedropping on matters best heard by as few ears as possible, yes? We'll settle the matter of further compensation (Read: Our prior arrangement) due to you after you have finished your reunion with your cousin, so without further delay...."

A couple of moments later, and you are sitting with Clair in that sound proofed backroom of the tea shop, you favorite drink and snacks sitting in front of you while had Blackthorn Style Tea spiced with sweet cinnamon and nutmeg (Think Irish Breakfast, but stronger) and currently untouched sushi platter. She was in the classic Gendo Pose you Boss is so fond of, before both hands slammed into the table and a light (but still scary!) scowl was on their face. "Alright, you've lead me here to this 'private' location, cousin, so cut the Tarous shit and explain yourself . You've wasted enough of our time dodging me like my own acolaytes when I'm in a bad mood and generally being your irratible self, so start talking about messes you are in now, and don't stop until I tell you. Got it? I'm already going well beyond reasonable doubt by offering to stick my neck out for you again and coming here to this shop that snooty bitch probably owns, so what you have to say better damn well be critical, Reiner....."

"Thank you, Erika."

Either she heard his name from Clair just now, or she did a little research into him after their last meeting, as he doesn't remember giving her his name originally...well, no matter.  She was being accommodating, and that's the important part right now.

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Reiner sips on his own Blackthorn Style Tea.  Feels good, having these Blackthorn delicacies again after four years...shame they're not as good as the real thing since they lack that Blackthorn touch he's so fond of...*sigh*...his mother makes this stuff all the time...and it's about the only kind of tea he likes...

...

And then he stands up, slams a fist into the wall, and starts cursing in Draconic as soon as he puts his cup down.

"Finally, I can actually #$@% talk plainly without having to dodge around the #$@% issue of drawing far, far, far too much #$@% attention to myself that I don't #$@% need because it's only going to get in my #$@% way and give me no opportunities for some #$@% damned peace for once this stupid #$@% week!

He needed to vent too.  After he's done with that little outburst (which is FAR longer than what I typed, by the way.  He's NEVER cursed that much in front of Clair before, but none of it is aimed at her specifically) and he's calmed down, he starts 'explaining himself.'

"One, please stop scaring my Eevee.  I only just got them off the streets, and getting them to trust me was hard enough.  Though kudos to you for intimidating Ridia.  She doesn't scare easily from what little I've seen of her so far.  But don't harm her brother.  He's frail, and she WILL bite you if you harm him, no matter how scared she is."

"Two, I'm not going to try and defend myself regarding my past actions in Blackthorn, if you can believe that.  I've had a bit of an eye opener this week, and you came very, very, veeerrrryyyy close to ruining my facade, I'll have you know.  My superiors are going to be watching me like a hawk when the grunt that was tailing me reports back, and that's going to make my plans difficult to accomplish without some extreme sweet talking on my part unless we stage a battle after this conversation and you 'lose' in a rather convincing manner, followed by me 'chasing you off and rejecting your offer', or we alternatively play it off as me luring you here into some kind of trap or something and escaping while you're out of the action.  And even then, that's still probably not going to be enough to get them off my back about it."

"Three: Do you and the Elders even know what exactly that necklace is?  That's not some artifact some ancient dragon tamer made, it's something no mortal should ever wield in my honest opinion, and I'm worried about what that thing might do to you besides turning you into a literal dragon because it's one of 18 of them, and they ALL have some rather severe drawbacks if you mishandle them, and even if you don't, they still have a ginormous bite."

"Four: I'd rather not go back to Blackthorn if I don't have to.  Too many bad memories there, and there are people counting on me to stick with them that aren't in any way related to Team Rocket.  I don't know if the Elders would approve of them coming to Blackthorn, and I'd rather they not suffer their wrath for no good reason."

"Five: I'm not planning to stay with Team Rocket, and I was originally planning to leave sometime this weekend, or sometime after the festival is over.  Not sure if I'm going out with a bang or just running, but I do know that whatever happens, the boss is going to be doing everything in his power to find me and 'convince' me to come back, maybe kill me if he knows I won't.  Like I said, had a bit of an eye opener earlier this week.  You don't battle a Mythical in a fair fight and win, see the creation of the universe, find out you're now psychic and always will be from this point on because of said visions of that Mythical's memories, nearly get overwhelmed by everyone's raw emotions when those psychic senses grant you perfect empathy and an unparalleled ability to multitask, finally realize your boss is just treating you like some tool instead of a person, make a really rich guy angry enough to kill an 11 year old girl just because you couldn't get him to rightfully return the far too large amount of money he shouldn't have taken from her, revive said 11 year old girl, get offered a chance to turn your life around by an incredibly skilled member of the national guard who's an ex-mafia, obtain a ridiculously powerful weapon that you probably shouldn't have from him when you beat him in battle and hint that you MIGHT accept his offer without tipping off your superiors because you barely managed to create a situation where creating a suitable facade was possible, kill that dastard rich guy for killing that 11 year old girl because the law can't touch him, revive his wife because she was caught in the crossfire and didn't deserve to be killed for his mistake, find out she's got almost complete amnesia and is now infatuated with yourself for Arceus knows what reasons exactly, fight and kill an insane couple intent on brainwashing both some children and yourself into joining their 'happy little family' that has no qualms with killing any random person at any moment if they get angry; no matter who's watching at the time, fight something that's not quite a pokemon and almost certainly not of this world at nearly its full strength, almost get squashed by it yet somehow make it out alive, learn that there's FAR more to that weapon you got from that ex-mafia guy than you ever imagined there could be, revive the young woman that was killed by that monstrosity from another world because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time because you tried to do something nice for someone else for once in your sorry life, narrowly avoid getting stung to death by an tire hive of beedrill because you managed to befriend one of its sentries, hunt down the person who befriended that #$@% otherworldly nightmare which is somewhat loyal to you for some unholy reason; and yet spare that person you were hunting because of a madman's pleas even though she probably deserves to die for all the pain and suffering she's caused, learn a little about how the universe actually works and that there's ANOTHER; EXTREMELY powerful lady infatuated with yourself, find out there's some nutjob in a fallout zone in downtown Celadon that's trying to create an ultimate pokemon and some other nutjob who's going to raze New Bark Town to the ground to obtain Professor Elm's Research at some point, end up determining you're probably one of only one or two select individuals that can stop whatever those two wackos have planned; whether it's directly or by enlisting someone else's aid, discover the ex-wife with amnesia is actually still pregnant despite having died previously and being stuck in limbo for at least 8 hours before being revived, go to face your cousin alone because you don't want any of the people you've come to care about and keep alive getting caught in the crossfire if things go badly, get offered ANOTHER chance to turn your life around in a rather unsubtle fashion that could ruin any chance of safely turning your back on this life because you have to answer in a semi-positive way to avoid making a huge; unnecessary mess of things, find out your cousin is probably in danger of killing herself because of some grudge held between you and the people she mostly respects, and stay the same man you were before any of this madness started."

(TLDR; It's this week in a very brief, semi-rushed summary, minus some of the details and one or two specific events)

*huff* *huff*

...that last one was said all in one breath, by the way.

"Six: I hope you're ready to stop me, because that special guest I mentioned earlier?  I still have to introduce them to my Eevee, and this is a convenient time to show you as well.  By the way, congratulations on changing her opinion of you a moment ago.  I didn't even have to try to convince her to give you a chance."

Whether she wants to come out or not, Reiner's sending out Mew!  Because gosh darn it, he trusts Clair to keep a secret more than anyone else he knows!  Well, besides maybe Petrel, but that's kinda his job along with finding out those secrets.  And Taylor, since she's probably still got a boatload of secrets he doesn't know and managed to hide her existence from Blackthorn entirely...

"Clair, Ridia, Poe (if he's conscious now), meet Mew.  Met her this Monday, and it turned my entire world upside down.  Not that that's necessarily a bad thing in some regards.  We can discuss the details of what my future plans are exactly after you get over your initial disbelief."

Reiner flops into his chair, looking rather...tired and sad.  Defeated.  He's been holding this in for awhile now...

"...let me tell you, cuz...these prophecies and 'chosen one' business and all that...it's not all it's cracked up to be...yes, I intended to...harm Blackthorn to accomplish my goals.  I'm...rather ashamed of saying that your face, but it's true...and then I met Mew and...started having doubts...then Lindworm showed up, talked about how he wants Blackthorn to change as well, gave me a Dragonair that...decided it could tolerate being one of my dragons...then Valarie Malcolm...gave me a choice...opened up another way I could..."

...

"...I want to prove our grandfather wrong, cuz.  Just like what Lance did.  Maybe it happening a second time will finally get it through their thick, stubborn skulls that something is fundamentally wrong here.  That's all.  Change Blackthorn for the better because of it, and then I might be able to finally go back with my head held high despite the wrongs I've committed...I don't want to scrap our traditions entirely if I don't have to, but some of them either have to change or just go, because I don't want anyone else to suffer what I have...please...stop killing yourself over this by using that Cursed Arm the Elders gave you...it's not worth it, trust me, and I don't want to...see you...suffer because of that damned, #$@% Legendary killing weapon...and I STILL have to worry about your safety, my parents', Emily's, Kyubi's, my own, and anyone else the boss knows is tied to me in some way or that I care about in some manner...I'm supposed to meet Valarie tomorrow night, and I'm hoping he has some ideas or suggestions, but..."

...

"...I don't want to fight you, cuz...there's no need to..."

...yet another rather desperate, bold gamble from Reiner Arendse...he's always been able to talk to Clair about (almost) anything, though...finally having someone to actually talk to about all this is a HUGE weight off of his shoulders, even if lifting that burden is just as exhausting as continuing to carry it...it's all or nothing, dealing with Clair...

...

...how's that for critically important, Clair?

[Lord Windos]

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"Five: I'm not planning to stay with Team Rocket, and I was originally planning to leave sometime this weekend, or sometime after the festival is over.  Not sure if I'm going out with a bang or just running, but I do know that whatever happens, the boss is going to be doing everything in his power to find me and 'convince' me to come back, maybe kill me if he knows I won't.  Like I said, had a bit of an eye opener earlier this week.  You don't battle a Mythical in a fair fight and win, see the creation of the universe, find out you're now psychic and always will be from this point on because of said visions of that Mythical's memories, nearly get overwhelmed by everyone's raw emotions when those psychic senses grant you perfect empathy and an unparalleled ability to multitask, finally realize your boss is just treating you like some tool instead of a person, make a really rich guy angry enough to kill an 11 year old girl just because you couldn't get him to rightfully return the far too large amount of money he shouldn't have taken from her, revive said 11 year old girl, get offered a chance to turn your life around by an incredibly skilled member of the national guard who's an ex-mafia, obtain a ridiculously powerful weapon that you probably shouldn't have from him when you beat him in battle and hint that you MIGHT accept his offer without tipping off your superiors because you barely managed to create a situation where creating a suitable facade was possible, kill that dastard rich guy for killing that 11 year old girl because the law can't touch him, revive his wife because she was caught in the crossfire and didn't deserve to be killed for his mistake, find out she's got almost complete amnesia and is now infatuated with yourself for Arceus knows what reasons exactly, fight and kill an insane couple intent on brainwashing both some children and yourself into joining their 'happy little family' that has no qualms with killing any random person at any moment if they get angry; no matter who's watching at the time, fight something that's not quite a pokemon and almost certainly not of this world at nearly its full strength, almost get squashed by it yet somehow make it out alive, learn that there's FAR more to that weapon you got from that ex-mafia guy than you ever imagined there could be, revive the young woman that was killed by that monstrosity from another world because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time because you tried to do something nice for someone else for once in your sorry life, narrowly avoid getting stung to death by an tire hive of beedrill because you managed to befriend one of its sentries, hunt down the person who befriended that #$@% otherworldly nightmare which is somewhat loyal to you for some unholy reason; and yet spare that person you were hunting because of a madman's pleas even though she probably deserves to die for all the pain and suffering she's caused, learn a little about how the universe actually works and that there's ANOTHER; EXTREMELY powerful lady infatuated with yourself, find out there's some nutjob in a fallout zone in downtown Celadon that's trying to create an ultimate pokemon and some other nutjob who's going to raze New Bark Town to the ground to obtain Professor Elm's Research at some point, end up determining you're probably one of only one or two select individuals that can stop whatever those two wackos have planned; whether it's directly or by enlisting someone else's aid, discover the ex-wife with amnesia is actually still pregnant despite having died previously and being stuck in limbo for at least 8 hours before being revived, go to face your cousin alone because you don't want any of the people you've come to care about and keep alive getting caught in the crossfire if things go badly, get offered ANOTHER chance to turn your life around in a rather unsubtle fashion that could ruin any chance of safely turning your back on this life because you have to answer in a semi-positive way to avoid making a huge; unnecessary mess of things, find out your cousin is probably in danger of killing herself because of some grudge held between you and the people she mostly respects, and stay the same man you were before any of this madness started."

(TLDR; It's this week in a very brief, semi-rushed summary, minus some of the details and one or two specific events)

*huff* *huff*

...that last one was said all in one breath, by the way.

"Six: I hope you're ready to stop me, because that special guest I mentioned earlier?  I still have to introduce them to my Eevee, and this is a convenient time to show you as well.  By the way, congratulations on changing her opinion of you a moment ago.  I didn't even have to try to convince her to give you a chance."

Whether she wants to come out or not, Reiner's sending out Mew!  Because gosh darn it, he trusts Clair to keep a secret more than anyone else he knows!  Well, besides maybe Petrel, but that's kinda his job along with finding out those secrets.  And Taylor, since she's probably still got a boatload of secrets he doesn't know and managed to hide her existence from Blackthorn entirely...

"Clair, Ridia, Poe (if he's conscious now), meet Mew.  Met her this Monday, and it turned my entire world upside down.  Not that that's necessarily a bad thing in some regards.  We can discuss the details of what my future plans are exactly after you get over your initial disbelief."

Reiner flops into his chair, looking rather...tired and sad.  Defeated.  He's been holding this in for awhile now...

"...let me tell you, cuz...these prophecies and 'chosen one' business and all that...it's not all it's cracked up to be...yes, I intended to...harm Blackthorn to accomplish my goals.  I'm...rather ashamed of saying that your face, but it's true...and then I met Mew and...started having doubts...then Lindworm showed up, talked about how he wants Blackthorn to change as well, gave me a Dragonair that...decided it could tolerate being one of my dragons...then Valarie Malcolm...gave me a choice...opened up another way I could..."

...

"...I want to prove our grandfather wrong, cuz.  Just like what Lance did.  Maybe it happening a second time will finally get it through their thick, stubborn skulls that something is fundamentally wrong here.  That's all.  Change Blackthorn for the better because of it, and then I might be able to finally go back with my head held high despite the wrongs I've committed...I don't want to scrap our traditions entirely if I don't have to, but some of them either have to change or just go, because I don't want anyone else to suffer what I have...please...stop killing yourself over this by using that Cursed Arm the Elders gave you...it's not worth it, trust me, and I don't want to...see you...suffer because of that damned, #$@% Legendary killing weapon...and I STILL have to worry about your safety, my parents', Emily's, Kyubi's, my own, and anyone else the boss knows is tied to me in some way or that I care about in some manner...I'm supposed to meet Valarie tomorrow night, and I'm hoping he has some ideas or suggestions, but..."

...

"...I don't want to fight you, cuz...there's no need to..."

...yet another rather desperate, bold gamble from Reiner Arendse...he's always been able to talk to Clair about (almost) anything, though...finally having someone to actually talk to about all this is a HUGE weight off of his shoulders, even if lifting that burden is just as exhausting as continuing to carry it...it's all or nothing, dealing with Clair...

...

...how's that for critically important, Clair?

You cousin Clair's scowl soon left the building after you began your , *ahem* , greatly inspired Draconic cursing to end all cursing, and was instead replaced with a still serious but far less severe frown , with a raised eyebrow accompanying it. Well, its more than apparent to her now that your mastery over the old tongue has not waned one iota, and that you must have been/still are under an....worryingly large amount of stress if cursing long and hard in Draconic was an appropriate conversation opener for her normally cocky/stoic little cousin. She of course knew that life as a Team Rocket mafiadon was far from stress free (or wholesome and honorable, she dourly internally added to herself) , but a reaction on this scale clearly alluded that his MAIN explaination was going to be a real popcorn earner......

Response number one only got you a grunt and a shrug from the overly draconic woman, as she could hardly be held accountable for the......startled reactions she inspires in so many people with her general demeanor. If she cared or worried herself incessively about every individual she Intimidated one way or another, she'd hardly get anything done at all! Still, she'll tone it down for Reiner, since he did ask nicely, and after that rant from him didn't want to raise their blood pressure to heart attack levels.

Your second response earned you a mixed reaction from Clair, one of frank skeptical disbelief at THAT declaration and a general attitude of 'I really don't give a shit' , which she bluntly conveyed to you. "Hmpt, its nice to see that you are taking some responsibility for mucking up Blackthorn and countless other people's lives, but you know I don't give one damn about you 'job' or 'good standing' with those curs you lumped yourself into. To the great shame and dishonor of the ENTIRE Dragon Clan and Arendse family, I might add. I will not help you save face for Team Rocket, Reiner, nor will I demean myself and my Pokemon by purposefully losing to you. That is final, little dragon...."

The third response turned your demanding cousin's reaction back around to curiosity and puzzlement, though, along with a sense of certainty you honestly did not expect. "The most sacred treasure is known as Megido's Revelation. It was personally gifted to the Dragon Clan countless millinia ago by a God known as Arkus of the Balance, as both a testament to our mastery and dominion over Dragon Pokémon  and to grant us his eternal blessing and gift for maintain harmony and peace between draconic kin and humanity in our region of the world. It is said that he crafted 17 other artifacts and gifted them to other clans and enclaves for similar reasons, but such legends are either unknown to us, out of reach, or lost to the anals of time. The price of wielding the M.R. is great indeed, but any who are deemed worthy by it to wield it are fully informed of the consequences of using its power, so aside from the annoying physical changes, I will be fine. Its not like you to worry about me, little dragon, so why exactly are you so fearful of these artifacts, besides the obvious reasons?"

Fourth response returned her scowl to full force, as that was a choice she didn't agree with at ALL for obvious reasons, and cuts you off at this point before you could speak further. "Reiner Arendse, one way or another I WILL be taking you back to Blackthorn, willingly or not. Even if I didn't want to drag you ass back home and re-train some Arceas damn sense and ethics back into you, the Gym Council and Elder want nothing more than to see you brought in, tried, and strip you of everything before putting you under lock and key for LIFE for your crimes and the threat you pose to all of Blackthorn City and the Dragon Clan. As Gym Leader and the one that knows you best beside your mother and father, I was appointed by the Elders to be the first to apprehend you before a full Wild Hunt was declared. It is now my duty to bring you back to the city or die trying, and while I share some.....disagreement with the Elders and Grandfather, I will not disobey them on this matter."

"*Frustrated Sighing* Reiner.....no matter how much I want to believe that, ugh..... you 'turned over a new leaf' , I still have to look out for the best interests of Blackthorn City and its people first. The Elder and Grandfather have fornseen that you are a MASSIVE threat on a scale that has scarcely been seen before, a danger almost every aspect of The Dragon Clan's lifestyle if left unopposed, and with the evidence I've been given and my own investigations I've conducted, I have no choice to but to agree with them. More over, I WANT to bring you back home. I WANT to help you, little dragon, 'reform' you (She does 'finger quotes' for this to show this is an operative term, and not want she wants to do per say) into a proud member of the Dragon Clan once more, fulfill your wishes, and help....help you become a better person than you are right now. Someone who can reach their full potential....without losing themselves in the process. But your also a criminal, a huge threat to everything I and the rest of the Clan and Elders hold dear, Reiner, and its my duty to deal with threats like that. *Sighs* So I came up with this compromise, this....deal. Something that would sastify the Elders desire to punish and contain you, but give us the chance to redeem you and give you back your old life. It won't be the same, and like I said it won't be easy, but isn't better than nothing at all? My offer...its the only way I can help you now at this point, and if you refuse it........then I have no choice but to treat you with every ounce of concern and prudence the Elders have warrented against you."

Heavy, sullen silence descended between you. Clair takes the opportunity to wet her throat, grimacing at the lack of 'Blackthorn touch' in it , before idly picking at her sushi platter, waiting for you to respond to what she has said so far.

(Alright, I normally don't do this sorta thing, but the fourth point was quite contentious to her, and quite frankly this mega post would be hard to manage otherwise if I didn't chop it up at that point. The rest of your post can be restated/reword along with any reactions to the first 4 Points you made, though, so its not like I'm throwing out the baby with the bathwater in this case. Sorry mate....)

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Emily looked fascinated and intrigued by your brief and colorful description of the pixie like Pokémon still snoozing on your head, and gains a much more thoughtful expression as you distracted her by bringing up your own odd appearance/physique/abilities. The little miss also gave you a relieved smile when you choose to drop the topic altogether just a few seconds later, saying to you in response: "Thank you. I'll....tell you later about them, once I talk to Mister about it first to see if its a good idea or not, ok?" . She was then quick to enthusiastically nod her head up and down like a spastic bobble head, eager to spend more time with their idol in their own Art Studio and room, eeeeeeehhhhh! "Yes yes yes, I love to Ms. Mina! Oh, eh.....I mean, only if that is ok with you that is...."

Sadly, the tough smol girl didn't notice the meaningful glance you gave to the letter, as they were FAR more enamored with you than her given duty at the moment! If you want it, you'll have to ask!

Mina only shrugs at the question whether she's okay that Emily ask that...Mister first before telling her what's with that sunglasses and gloves. What 'Mister'? ...Mr. Mime, which she casually calls Mimy? Nope... Ah, she probably means that non-angelic Dragon Tamer. Reiner was his name, if Mina remembers correctly. Where was he actually? And in what relation does he stand to sweet Emily with that black accessoires? Uhm... Well,  guess that does not matter now. "Do ask him first if ya like, if you run across him. That's very 'kay for me. NOOOOW!" *dramatic raising from her place there in Lobby of Aurum Vex - Ribombee somewhat keeps snoozing on her head and will do for Arceus knows how long (yes, you can roll when she actually wakes up if you like, Windos)* "Let us go upstairs to Studio then. Momochi, back with you into your Ball, sweety, there's no room for you in the elevator, sadly." She withdraws the purple Luxelong into her respective Ball - a Luxury Ball - before joyfully leading Emily first to the elevator, then into it, then out of it and then into her studio once she unlocked and opened the door for Emily to step in first.

Inside, Emily would probably feel like in some sort of personal paradise. The WHOLE ROOM was filled with art supplies in every manner, almost all of them looked high quality, heavily used and expensive. Around half of them were gifts from Archie, the other half were Mina's personal and favoured supplies. Scattered across the whole room were pencils in all degrees of hardness that were available on the market, same with paint brushes in several sizes. Speaking of paintbrushes, Mina seemingly had the habit to expand her paintings over the canvas if she dabbles in expressionism, if taking a look at the wall opposite of the bed.




All across the walls sketches and motion studies were hung up, one of them showed how a Ninetales pounces at an invisible prey. Several canvas with half-finished, started and a few finished paintings were standing leaned against the wall or hung up to the wall on (for Mina before her transformation) eye level, most of the showed Kyubei and Archie in various stances; once noble, once lovingly hugging one another in a smile. The one Mina mentioned missing only shades is by far the biggest, it was an full-body portrait of Kyubei starring at the moon from a window. There were also various books neatly arranged on a shelf, most of them novels or about and Fairy Types. A taxidermied Jackdeary was standing beside the door, smiling mischievously.

All in all, the room was chaotic and somewhat typical for an artist like Mina, but not 'untidy'.

Mina let herself sink into the comfort of the biiig fluffy bed belonging to the room too, the same one she awoke from that nightmare-turning-into-a-dream hours ago. The bed has regained its fluffyness by now and there was a smell of fresh air in the room faintly mixing with the scent of oil colours, Mimy has probably cleaned and ventilated the room meanwhile. Oh, and refilled some white chocolate in that small fridge.

She doesn't say anything at first and lets Emily admire and explore the room a little if she likes, willing to answer questions shall there be any. Only afterwards she'll ask why she's taking a letter for a walk and who it is adressed to. (You can have Emily react to the room and the paintings of Archie+Kyubei and answer the question about that letter in one post, Windos, if you like.)

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

Mina only shrugs at the question whether she's okay that Emily ask that...Mister first before telling her what's with that sunglasses and gloves. What 'Mister'? ...Mr. Mime, which she casually calls Mimy? Nope... Ah, she probably means that non-angelic Dragon Tamer. Reiner was his name, if Mina remembers correctly. Where was he actually? And in what relation does he stand to sweet Emily with that black accessoires? Uhm... Well,  guess that does not matter now. "Do ask him first if ya like, if you run across him. That's very 'kay for me. NOOOOW!" *dramatic raising from her place there in Lobby of Aurum Vex - Ribombee somewhat keeps snoozing on her head and will do for Arceus knows how long (yes, you can roll when she actually wakes up if you like, Windos)* "Let us go upstairs to Studio then. Momochi, back with you into your Ball, sweety, there's no room for you in the elevator, sadly." She withdraws the purple Luxelong into her respective Ball - a Luxury Ball - before joyfully leading Emily first to the elevator, then into it, then out of it and then into her studio once she unlocked and opened the door for Emily to step in first.

Inside, Emily would probably feel like in some sort of personal paradise. The WHOLE ROOM was filled with art supplies in every manner, almost all of them looked high quality, heavily used and expensive. Around half of them were gifts from Archie, the other half were Mina's personal and favoured supplies. Scattered across the whole room were pencils in all degrees of hardness that were available on the market, same with paint brushes in several sizes. Speaking of paintbrushes, Mina seemingly had the habit to expand her paintings over the canvas if she dabbles in expressionism, if taking a look at the wall opposite of the bed.




All across the walls sketches and motion studies were hung up, one of them showed how a Ninetales pounces at an invisible prey. Several canvas with half-finished, started and a few finished paintings were standing leaned against the wall or hung up to the wall on (for Mina before her transformation) eye level, most of the showed Kyubei and Archie in various stances; once noble, once lovingly hugging one another in a smile. The one Mina mentioned missing only shades is by far the biggest, it was an full-body portrait of Kyubei starring at the moon from a window. There were also various books neatly arranged on a shelf, most of them novels or about and Fairy Types. A taxidermied Jackdeary was standing beside the door, smiling mischievously.

All in all, the room was chaotic and somewhat typical for an artist like Mina, but not 'untidy'.

Mina let herself sink into the comfort of the biiig fluffy bed belonging to the room too, the same one she awoke from that nightmare-turning-into-a-dream hours ago. The bed has regained its fluffyness by now and there was a smell of fresh air in the room faintly mixing with the scent of oil colours, Mimy has probably cleaned and ventilated the room meanwhile. Oh, and refilled some white chocolate in that small fridge.

She doesn't say anything at first and lets Emily admire and explore the room a little if she likes, willing to answer questions shall there be any. Only afterwards she'll ask why she's taking a letter for a walk and who it is adressed to. (You can have Emily react to the room and the paintings of Archie+Kyubei and answer the question about that letter in one post, Windos, if you like.)

Navi, being an already heavy sleeper and knocked out from a sugar rush, hardly twitched when you suddenly rose and walked towards the Elevator, with Emily closely and eagerly walking right beside you with a joyful and excited expression. She's going to be talking with her idol in her personal Art Studeo, getting the opportunity to not only see all the beautiful pieces she working on/has already finished , but gain some Insight to your personal life as well! If she's lucky, after they chat with her/Reiner some more and she read the letter that horrible motherfucking greedy bastard , she'll become her apprentice and start her formal education as a professional artist!! Eeeeeeeeeeehh!!!!

A short ride and walk to your room/Studeo later, and both of you were there. To you, it was home sweet home and a place where you can truly express yourself however you wish, but to the little miss.....to her it was like she walked into her personal dream. "W-Wow. This...your room.....its so.....nice and pretty," the smol artist said as she got her first good look of the room, briefly stunned by all that was on display, before she began to wander/explore the room with a sense of trepedation and wonder. Sure, the room was a shinning example of an 'organized, tastful mess' , but that was only expect for an Artist like Mina, and more to the point Emily just found it all so lovely, beautiful , and amazing ! The art supplies on display further kindled her desires further improve her sketches/drawings to greater and more stunning levels - and just because she like to make quality artwork period - , but the sketches and painting...they took her breath away. Her breath hitched and her eyes with wide with awe as she saw the Moon Kyubi painting, and an.....indescribable and srunched up expression appeared whenever she gaze on pieces of art exhibiting Archie and his beloved fox, but it was accurate to say that by far and large she GREATLY enjoyed what you created.

Emily spent nearly half an hour exploring the room while you lazed around, eyes drinking in all the details and styles you employed in your various pieces of artwork and running her hands over your art supplies (stopping if you objected to this, of course!), and let out a startled but cute *Ep!* when she noticed the stuffed Jackderry but quickly calmed down thereafter. Death doesn't bother her at all at this point, after all. Once she had her fill, she wandered over carefully sat on the edge of your bed a bit away from you, so as not to crowd you out or invade your personal space. For a long time she was silent as she proceeded everything she has seen and refreshed her memory on what Reiner told her/Archie said about the letter, before she quietly began to speak.

"Miss Mina, thank you very much for inviting me to your room, and letting me see all the beautiful painting and pictures you have made. You know.....one day, I want to own a great big place like this, and have the best supplies to make the best and nicest art that will bring a smile to everyone's faces. I would draw the scenary around Kanto, potraits of people and Pokémon, pieces that represent nice or important memories of others and....myself. I want to learn to draw, sketch, and create art in new, different styles, take on subject material I haven't done before, or learn how to draw the stuff I already know in different ways.

"Most of all......I just want to be a better artist. I don't care if I make lots of Poke , or become world famous like you Ms. Mina or Mr. Burgh , though that would be nice! If I can improve my art, and it makes me and others happy to see them.....then that would be perfectly alright with me."

Emily goes silent for a little bit at that confession, before she starts up once more with some question about what she has seen/you. ".......Can you tell me about how you make your pictures, Ms. Mina? What styles and methods do you use to make others see what you see? Do you need a certain mindset to make art, or do just make it when you fell like it? Is paintings and drawings all you do, or do you work with other mediums? (...) What made you interest in being an artist in the first place, and how did you become so good , Miss? Was it a big, special event that inspired you, or did you always wanted to draw? .......Can you tell me more about these painting of that Ninetales and.....that guy she's with? "

(Emily is a skill, talented child artist, so you bet she has a lot of question for you! So much so that I don't want to overload you or myself by writing about the Letter , so I'll put that off until your next post!)

[Dragonstrike]

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Your second response earned you a mixed reaction from Clair, one of frank skeptical disbelief at THAT declaration and a general attitude of 'I really don't give a shit' , which she bluntly conveyed to you. "Hmpt, its nice to see that you are taking some responsibility for mucking up Blackthorn and countless other people's lives, but you know I don't give one damn about you 'job' or 'good standing' with those curs you lumped yourself into. To the great shame and dishonor of the ENTIRE Dragon Clan and Arendse family, I might add. I will not help you save face for Team Rocket, Reiner, nor will I demean myself and my Pokemon by purposefully losing to you. That is final, little dragon...."

The third response turned your demanding cousin's reaction back around to curiosity and puzzlement, though, along with a sense of certainty you honestly did not expect. "The most sacred treasure is known as Megido's Revelation. It was personally gifted to the Dragon Clan countless millinia ago by a God known as Arkus of the Balance, as both a testament to our mastery and dominion over Dragon Pokémon  and to grant us his eternal blessing and gift for maintain harmony and peace between draconic kin and humanity in our region of the world. It is said that he crafted 17 other artifacts and gifted them to other clans and enclaves for similar reasons, but such legends are either unknown to us, out of reach, or lost to the anals of time. The price of wielding the M.R. is great indeed, but any who are deemed worthy by it to wield it are fully informed of the consequences of using its power, so aside from the annoying physical changes, I will be fine. Its not like you to worry about me, little dragon, so why exactly are you so fearful of these artifacts, besides the obvious reasons?"

Fourth response returned her scowl to full force, as that was a choice she didn't agree with at ALL for obvious reasons, and cuts you off at this point before you could speak further. "Reiner Arendse, one way or another I WILL be taking you back to Blackthorn, willingly or not. Even if I didn't want to drag you ass back home and re-train some Arceas damn sense and ethics back into you, the Gym Council and Elder want nothing more than to see you brought in, tried, and strip you of everything before putting you under lock and key for LIFE for your crimes and the threat you pose to all of Blackthorn City and the Dragon Clan. As Gym Leader and the one that knows you best beside your mother and father, I was appointed by the Elders to be the first to apprehend you before a full Wild Hunt was declared. It is now my duty to bring you back to the city or die trying, and while I share some.....disagreement with the Elders and Grandfather, I will not disobey them on this matter."

"*Frustrated Sighing* Reiner.....no matter how much I want to believe that, ugh..... you 'turned over a new leaf' , I still have to look out for the best interests of Blackthorn City and its people first. The Elder and Grandfather have fornseen that you are a MASSIVE threat on a scale that has scarcely been seen before, a danger almost every aspect of The Dragon Clan's lifestyle if left unopposed, and with the evidence I've been given and my own investigations I've conducted, I have no choice to but to agree with them. More over, I WANT to bring you back home. I WANT to help you, little dragon, 'reform' you (She does 'finger quotes' for this to show this is an operative term, and not want she wants to do per say) into a proud member of the Dragon Clan once more, fulfill your wishes, and help....help you become a better person than you are right now. Someone who can reach their full potential....without losing themselves in the process. But your also a criminal, a huge threat to everything I and the rest of the Clan and Elders hold dear, Reiner, and its my duty to deal with threats like that. *Sighs* So I came up with this compromise, this....deal. Something that would sastify the Elders desire to punish and contain you, but give us the chance to redeem you and give you back your old life. It won't be the same, and like I said it won't be easy, but isn't better than nothing at all? My offer...its the only way I can help you now at this point, and if you refuse it........then I have no choice but to treat you with every ounce of concern and prudence the Elders have warrented against you."

Heavy, sullen silence descended between you. Clair takes the opportunity to wet her throat, grimacing at the lack of 'Blackthorn touch' in it , before idly picking at her sushi platter, waiting for you to respond to what she has said so far.

(Alright, I normally don't do this sorta thing, but the fourth point was quite contentious to her, and quite frankly this mega post would be hard to manage otherwise if I didn't chop it up at that point. The rest of your post can be restated/reword along with any reactions to the first 4 Points you made, though, so its not like I'm throwing out the baby with the bathwater in this case. Sorry mate....)

(Fair enough.  I'll manage.  Reiner is by no means done yet.)

"...I'm worried about you because I've encountered THREE of those#$@% weapons already in this city and week alone, not even counting Megido's Revelation, and there's STILL two more somewhere here.  And only one of those three was being used 'safely'.  As for the other two...one of them was being used to actively turn a deranged couples targets insane, and the other one turned its wielder into a BUG-like humanoid.  PERMANENTLY."

That last statement should say it all, really.

"...these weapons are powerful enough to kill Legendaries.  They probably shouldn't exist in the first place, and the way things have been going, I'm going to be seeing what all 18 of them do first hand..."

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"Let me rephrase that, then.  I don't want to go back to Blackthorn if it's going to stay exactly as it is currently.  And before you stop me again, let me continue with what I was going to say, because I'm going to address this again, and it will affect how we proceed from here.  And please don't stop me until I'm done.  It won't be hard to tell, trust me."

It's rather impressive that Reiner's not turned his anger on Clair, really.  He's calmed down slightly since Clair stopped him just so he can respond to what she's said.  Though his temper slowly picks up again as he continues...hope Clair's ready to bust out that popcorn, because here's the main event!

This week in a very brief, semi-rushed summary, minus some of the details and one or two specific events, with a minor edit or two based on new info

"...this isn't about keeping in my superiors' good books for the sake of just staying in their good books, cuz.  Five: I'm not planning to stay with Team Rocket, and I was originally planning to leave sometime this weekend, or sometime after the festival is over.  Not sure if I'm going out with a bang or just running, but I do know that whatever happens, the boss is going to be doing everything in his power to find me and 'convince' me to come back, maybe kill me if he knows I won't.  Like I said, had a bit of an eye opener earlier this week.  You don't battle a Mythical in a fair fight and win, see the creation of the universe, find out you're now psychic and always will be from this point on because of said visions of that Mythical's memories, nearly get overwhelmed by everyone's raw emotions when those psychic senses grant you perfect empathy and an unparalleled ability to multitask, finally realize your boss is just treating you like some tool instead of a person, make a really rich guy angry enough to kill an 11 year old girl just because you couldn't get him to rightfully return the far too large amount of money he shouldn't have taken from her, revive said 11 year old girl, get offered a chance to turn your life around by an incredibly skilled member of the national guard who's an ex-mafia, obtain a ridiculously powerful weapon that you probably shouldn't have from him when you beat him in battle and hint that you MIGHT accept his offer without tipping off your superiors because you barely managed to create a situation where creating a suitable facade was possible, kill that dastard rich guy for killing that 11 year old girl because the law can't touch him, revive his wife because she was caught in the crossfire and didn't deserve to be killed for his mistake, find out she's got almost complete amnesia and is now infatuated with yourself for Arceus knows what reasons exactly, fight and kill an insane couple intent on brainwashing both some children and yourself into joining their 'happy little family' that has no qualms with killing any random person at any moment if they get angry; no matter who's watching at the time, fight something that's not quite a pokemon and almost certainly not of this world at nearly its full strength, almost get squashed by it yet somehow make it out alive, learn that there's FAR more to that weapon you got from that ex-mafia guy than you ever imagined there could be, revive the young woman that was killed by that monstrosity from another world because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time because you tried to do something nice for someone else for once in your sorry life, narrowly avoid getting stung to death by an tire hive of beedrill because you managed to befriend one of its sentries, hunt down the person who befriended that #$@% otherworldly nightmare which is somewhat loyal to you for some unholy reason; and yet spare that person you were hunting because of a madman's pleas even though she probably deserves to die for all the pain and suffering she's caused, learn a little about how the universe actually works and that there's ANOTHER; EXTREMELY powerful lady infatuated with yourself, find out there's some nutjob in a fallout zone in downtown Celadon that's trying to create an ultimate pokemon and some other nutjob who's going to raze New Bark Town to the ground to obtain Professor Elm's Research at some point, end up determining you're probably one of only one or two select individuals that can stop whatever those two wackos have planned; whether it's directly or by enlisting someone else's aid, discover the ex-wife with amnesia is actually still pregnant despite having died previously and being stuck in limbo for at least 8 hours before being revived, go to face your cousin alone because you don't want any of the people you've come to care about and keep alive getting caught in the crossfire if things go badly, get offered ANOTHER chance to turn your life around in a rather unsubtle fashion that could ruin any chance of safely turning your back on this life because you have to answer in a semi-positive way to avoid making a huge; unnecessary mess of things, find out your cousin might be potentially killing herself because of some grudge held between you and the people she mostly respects, and stay the same man you were before any of this madness started."

*huff* *huff*

...that last one was said all in one breath, by the way.  Of course, Reiner's still not done.

And here is the rest of it, almost straight copy-pastaed

"Six: Oh yeah, and that special guest I mentioned earlier?  I still have to introduce them to my Eevee, and this is a convenient time to show you as well.  By the way, congratulations on changing her opinion of you a moment ago.  I didn't even have to try to convince her to give you a chance."

Whether she wants to come out or not, Reiner's sending out Mew!  Because gosh darn it, he trusts Clair to keep a secret more than anyone else he knows!  Well, besides maybe Petrel, but that's kinda his job along with finding out those secrets.  And Taylor, since she's probably still got a boatload of secrets he doesn't know and managed to hide her existence from Blackthorn entirely...

"Clair, Ridia, Poe (if he's conscious now), meet Mew.  Met her this Monday, and it turned my entire world upside down.  Not that that's necessarily a bad thing in some regards.  We can discuss the exact details of what my future plans are exactly after you get over your initial disbelief."

Reiner flops into his chair, looking rather...tired and sad.  Defeated.  He's been holding this in for awhile now...

"...let me tell you, cuz...these prophecies and 'chosen one' business and all that...it's not all it's cracked up to be...yes, I intended to...harm Blackthorn to accomplish my goals.  I'm...rather ashamed of saying that your face, but it's true...and then I met Mew and...started having doubts...then Lindworm showed up, talked about how he wants Blackthorn to change as well, gave me a Dragonair that...decided it could tolerate being one of my dragons...then Valarie Malcolm...gave me a choice...opened up another way I could..."

...

"...I want to prove our grandfather wrong, cuz.  Just like what Lance did.  Maybe it happening a second time will finally get it through their thick, stubborn skulls that something is fundamentally wrong here.  That's all.  Change Blackthorn for the better because of it, and then I might be able to finally go back with my head held high despite the wrongs I've committed...I don't want to scrap our traditions entirely if I don't have to, but some of them either have to change or just go, because I don't want anyone else to suffer what I have...please...stop killing yourself over this by using that Cursed Arm the Elders gave you...it's not worth it, trust me, and I don't want to...see you...suffer because of that damned, #$@% Legendary killing weapon...and I STILL have to worry about your safety, my parents', Emily's, Kyubi's, my own, and anyone else the boss knows is tied to me in some way or that I care about in some manner...I'm supposed to meet Valarie tomorrow night, and I'm hoping he has some ideas or suggestions, but..."

...

"...I don't want to fight you, cuz...there's no need to..."

...he's always been able to talk to Clair about (almost) anything, though...finally having someone to actually talk to about all this is a HUGE weight off of his shoulders, even if lifting that burden is just as exhausting as continuing to carry it...

[Lord Windos]

Clair stops nibbling on her sushi once you bring up the itsy bitsy fact that, not counting hers, there were five Dragon Tail tossing Cursed Arms in Celadon City , and nearly does a double take in pure wholesome surprise. When you slightly elaborate on them and their past wielders, and hinted at your own concerns, her expression turned graved and ever so slightly worried.

".....We need to swap details about this later, Reiner. At length with no Tarous shit or sidestepping. You are not giving me the full story about them, and I hate being left out of the loop or missing critical info on something as monumentally important as The Sacred Weapons of Arkus . The fact that so many are here of all places and not with their appointed clans and being misused THAT terribly.....grah, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Or that could be sushi, I don't know, but something is fucking fishy as hell about this!"

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Your cousin had a look of irritation and frustration as you yet again sidestep her main point in being here and their offer yet again, but lets out a gumble and makes a *get on with it* motion of her hand, using her other on to continue munching on her sushi platter while she listened to you blather on and on......

.......And when you proceed to do so and unloaded your event filled week on misfortune on her like using the M.E. on an unfortunate bastard, leaving Clair for perhaps the first time in her entire life dumbstruck .

Battling a Mythic and winning, preformed several acts of reviving the dead (When did HE become a DnD Necromancer?!) , enacting cowboy justice on a rich douche nozzle and someone made his now amensiac wife fall in love with him, and who was also PREGNANT (That....that was fuck messed up......) , fighting a Nation Guard Special Agent, a literally madly in love couple, an Elderich Abomination and their buddy and WINNING + gaining their favor and approval (She was especially irked about the old man's offers; Reiner was HER responsibility, damn it!) , surviving a myriad and stupid amount of life threatening situations , SOMEHOW seduces another mysterious and powerful being (When did her little anti social dragon suddenly become Mr. Prince Charming?!), learned of various arcane secrets beyond the veil of human understanding, having to deal with prophesized bastards , and....and.....more.

Your cousin's hands slam back onto the table again HARD once she regained her senses, a look of bewildered RAGE plastered on her face."What. What. Fighting Mythics and monsters, becoming a serial woman raising necromancer, attracting all the right and VERY WRONG attention- WHAT. Graaaagh.......what is this bloody dragon fucking nonsense you are spewing?!"

The draconic in many ways Gym Leader could not believe even a quarter of the dangerous and frankly downright STRANGE stuff that you got into in a week alone . She initially could not, as if she for a second found his words even a little credible, it meant her cousin was so strung up in ridiculous, bizaare, and highly lethal situations/trainwrecks that he resembled a tortured puppet [Which he sort of is, but that is besides the point....] . But the almost feverish, pure frustration and weariness that laced every word, the deadly serious look in his eyes as they half stared at her and half into the past, the wild gestures he makes when he really gets worked up about something.....its all pointed to the radically uncomfortable conclusion that...that his rant....

No. No no no no NO, N.O. ,NO!!! She can NOT believe it, refuses to believe......!

.....Then you went ahead and released Mew into the room, and started to wrap up your end of this part of the conversation. Poe was still Fainted from fear, but Ridia was in awe that she was seeing THE Mew in the flesh, and the fact that YOU were her Trainer! If her opinion of you wasn't high enough before this, it sure is now! The pink feline herself had a startled look on their face for a split second at their abrupt summons, before it transformed one of marked annoyance as she put her hands-er, paws on her hips and glared daggers at you.

'Reiner, you could given me more warning before you brought me into the thick of things, you know, especially since you are aware how much I don't like revealing or being revealed to-'

"....By the good grace of the almighty Dragon, that's Mew. Mew the Creator, the origin of all Pokémon. And....and you captured her?! In a Great Ball of all things?!?! "

A thought pops into your boggled eyed cousin as she said this, her gaze now staring at the now distinctly uncomfortable looking Mythic: Uuuuuuummmm.........yes? Their was a snag in our battle royale that caused some....complications, but he won the fight against me fair and square and captured me. That's the skinny of it, really.

The draconic woman looked confused as this random thought came to her, before she realized that it was actually a message from Mew. The Gym Leader becomes increasingly unhinged as she not only processed Mew herself had spoken to her (and so casually too!) , but......


"That....that means, everything you said, that utter nonsense.....its all true. Its all absolutely true. My criminal cousin life has turned into a motherfucking sickest action anime of all time! ....WHAT THE FUCK?! HOW THE FUCK?! WHY THE FUCK?!!? Ggggnnnrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaagggggggh!!!"

Clair suddenly gets up lets out scream/roar of the purest form of utter FURY at the insanity of this all, throwing her cup of tea into the wall , causing it to shatter into hundred of little pieces and staining that section a dark, rich red-brown. Your now bezerk cousin then grips her end of the table , lets out another incoherent scream, before tossing it to the wall as well, where it promptly embedded itself into and scattered sushi everywhere in the process. After this, she begin to pull on her hair and passing back and forth to herself, mutterly angry to herself and shaking their head.

Clair used Outrage ! It was super effective! Clair is now Confused, and is suffering a mental breakdown! Oh dear!!!

'.......I think we broke her, Reiner. Badly. Does she really react this was when she receives news she doesn't like? If so, then I really don't envy your childhood with her now.'

This all happened before she heard the very last big paragraph of your explaination. Needless to say, you were interrupted yet again.

(Oh now you dun it, you drove Clair off the deep end! Better calm her down quick, before she uses 'Outrage' again on you!!)

[Dragonstrike]

Reiner doesn't budge from his chair. Doesn't really change how he reacts. Just responds in a really tired, slightly scared manner.

"...I hear ya, cuz. I hear ya...this is all why I'm seriously considering your offer...there's...no need for us to fight...alright? You're right, as you often are...and I have no complaints about that, for once..."

Maybe him actually agreeing with her will help. Crazy, but not as crazy as...everything else.

[Lord Windos]

Reiner doesn't budge from his chair.  Doesn't really change how he reacts.  Just responds in a really tired, slightly scared manner.

"...I hear ya, cuz.  I hear ya...this is all why I'm seriously considering your offer...there's...no need for us to fight...alright?  You're right, as you often are...and I have no complaints about that, for once..."

Maybe him actually agreeing with her will help.  Crazy, but not as crazy as...everything else.

As it turns out, half agreeing to her prior Offer does help somewhat, as Clair stops her angry and incoherent pacing to cran her and stare at you with wide, pin prick eyes.

"....Really? You'll.....come back home with me? Without a fight? .......Grrraggh....I wish I wasn't right, Reiner, since.....since its a lot to take in. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil at the insanity and injustice of it all...........grrrrrr."

Oh, and she smells your fear and tiredness, btw . Fortunately, she's far too out/not quite out of it enough to pounce on you in this moment of weakness, so yay?

[Dragonstrike]

As it turns out, half agreeing to her prior Offer does help somewhat, as Clair stops her angry and incoherent pacing to cran her and stare at you with wide, pin prick eyes.

"....Really? You'll.....come back home with me? Without a fight? .......Grrraggh....I wish I wasn't right, Reiner, since.....since its a lot to take in. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil at the insanity and injustice of it all...........grrrrrr."

Oh, and she smells your fear and tiredness, btw . Fortunately, she's far too out/not quite out of it enough to pounce on you in this moment of weakness, so yay?

"...I know.  I can hardly believe it's all happened as well...it's all just so...mindbogglingly ridiculous...but here I am...with people outside of my 'job' depending on me, Mew as one of my best friends in the whole wide world...the Great Ball was the best thing I had on me at the time for the situation, but she doesn't mind, just so you know..., no end to the endlessly dangerous situations I seem to keep getting thrown into regardless of whether I'm jumping in intentionally...I've been holding that Dragon Rage in all week, trying to stay sane..."

...Reiner regains a little of his composure at this point, gets back down to business, does his best to comfort Ridia still.

"...before I can fully agree, cuz, you need to know one more thing.  Well, maybe two or three.  One: the boss considers me...invaluable due to the...unique traits I gained after battling Mew.  He WILL come after me and everyone I care about when I leave the team.  Either to 'convince' me to come back or free me if I leave under the pretense of not going willingly...or to kill me if he believes I won't be coming back at all.  That's going to put you, my parents, Emily, Kyubi...you're all going to be in the line of fire, and I'm not sure exactly how to handle that since I can't protect all of you from all the best Rocket agents simultaneously...though you, I'm not as worried about, obviously, since you're one of the few people I'll actually admit is stronger than I am..."

"Two: I still have some business to take care of here in the city.  I'm supposed to meet Valarie Malcolm tomorrow night.  Talk with him about his offer.  Or maybe I just give him some information.  Maybe he'll be able to help.  He promised to protect me from the Wild Hunt if I went with him, so maybe he could offer similar protection for Emily and my parents...once we're finished here, I'm also planning to give Erika an out so she doesn't have to be completely tied down by the organization.  They've gotten a stranglehold on her thanks to some of my info gathering, but I didn't tell them everything...so I can maybe negotiate something with her as well...and those two Cursed Arms left in the city...one of them is in that fallout zone I mentioned earlier, and I was planning to try and pick up some equipment so Mew and I can go deal with the bloody problem ourselves without razing the area and the surrounding blocks to the ground and drawing the attention of...well, everything and everyone, including a few Legendaries that Mew would rather not have to worry about.  And then there's some other personal matters I need to attend to, make sure they go smoothly, so I can't leave Team Rocket and the city right away."

"Three: ...all I want to do is...change Blackthorn for the better.  Prove the Elders and our grandfather wrong.  Show them there's something fundamentally wrong with the current system these days.  There's no need to scrap the whole thing, but...this isn't the first time the elders have been wrong, driven away a dragon they should have taken better care of.  Lance was the other one, and we both know he will never call himself a Blackthorn Dragon Tamer.  If we can...keep something like this from happening ever again, or at least work on it...I won't feel so disgusted about going back...something needs to change..."

...

"...*sigh*...can you work with me on this?  Please?  Your help would be...greatly appreciated."