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[anythingforyou]

[So. In a word, this whole confrontation could very well be described as a travesty. Between finding out a good deal about Cyrus, which could be described as their objective, and finding out everything about Dawn, it's been generally bad. This day is honestly about as canceled as Sunyshore City itself, and considering the state of the city...well, that's pretty damn canceled.

The beach is probably the last place anyone really wants to go, considering the weather, but it's there and at the very least, it's quiet. It's not much of a party, all considered, but at least they're not all cramped in the lighthouse. For whatever it's worth.

May as well rest before they go in another direction tomorrow; everyone's liable to be weary after today.]

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[swiftasacoursingkawa]

[Hey! Who wants a beach bonfire?

what do you mean you don't want one and it's too gloomy to have one too bad there's a fire pit with a merrily crackling bonfire courtesy of Monta, Vee, and Portus. there you go.

Sena's there too, but he's a lot more contemplative, sitting to the side and watching the flames flicker with his bug-type Pokemon who'd rather not be anywhere near the fire, thanks.

There's a lot to think about, really. Maybe a little too much. Is it just him or have things felt like this a lot after their encounters lately?]

[takestheblame]

You look like you have a lot in your mind.

[Hey, Sena. How are you holding up?]

[anythingforyou]

[...oh, this is cute to walk back in on. Camilla's steps are a little quiet as she sits nearby, but she will address Sena when she sees him.]

You look as if you're miles away, dear. How are you feeling, after all of that?

[hyruglyphics]

[ Zelda sighs a little to see Sena and the set up for the fire there. That said, the fire is nice, it'll help with her roasting? That said, she looks at Sena and she's... well, she's reminded of people not here, other people near their age. Aya. Rin. Rin hurts the most, and to that end, the princess ends up unceremoniously taking a seat next to Sena.

... This might have been stealthy if she wasn't being followed by Miphanus who is the size of a small car, but hey, whatever. ]

[radiantflame]

[Sorcha is drawn to the bonfire like a moth, and Morag follows to keep an eye on her. She folds her hands behind her back and gazes distantly into the flames.]

Today was unproductive.

[discutio]

[This is awful and he hates it and he can't even cook. Nothing about this is okay, and Ignis definitely needs a minute before he explodes. Again. He'd be closer to the lighthouse than the shore, Hemera at his feet and silver Eevee in his arms; the latter of which was being idly scratched behind the ears.]

[...Cynthia was going to get an absolute godsdamn earful eventually.]

[niceoppai]

[Chelsea shuffles her feet and sighs.]

I guess we know why she told us to go pound sand until we convinced her to let us try an' save the world. She thought we'd end up like that poor kid.

[niceoppai]

[Chelsea shivers, petting Arbor's fluffy face and watching Rolly bob in the water passively.]

A place where everything went wrong, huh?

[bloodspent]

Been a hell of a day, hasn't it.

[Hey, Chelsea.]

[anythingforyou]

[...So, once the group gets settled all in, Camilla is definitely going to be making herself scarce; she's going to quietly slip off and over to the nearby route and one will likely hear her before they see her. Camilla's not very known for adjusted reactions, and this night is probably proving it more than ever as she takes out her anger on a nearby tree; one might be able to see her kicking it, or using some rather large sticks to beat the crap out of it until said stick breaks and she needs to grab a new one. It's at least somewhat cathartic; it's making her think less, and letting her get her anger out so she doesn't try to focus on what happened.

She could deal with being told her actions were reprehensible; she's known that all her life. But between being told that she didn't deserve the group's understanding and finding out about Dawn, she's both wired and emotionally raw. It's been a day.

Of course, she'll be back at the beach later before anyone worries; there's definitely some distance in the smile she gives anyone, and she'll likely be going to check on some people to make sure they're alright. She may as well make herself useful, right?]

How are you feeling, after today? I imagine it must have been exhausting.

[She's. Trying, at least.]

beach

[discutio]

[...Ignis just shook his head slightly, lingering away from the water and petting his shiny Eevee as if trying to focus on keeping his hands busy.]

What about you?

nearby route

[bloodspent]

[...She certainly is at it, isn't she.

He remembers doing this with her after the fiasco up north, so he'll come over and just lean up against a tree a short distance away, watching her kick the shit out of that one over there and just...]

Really out to show that tree who's boss tonight, huh?

beach

[eudaimonikos]

I'm all right, actually.

[It seems pretty genuine; he pushes himself upright and gestures for her to join him, instead of being all evasive like he usually is when upset.]

How about you? You had a whole thing back there - being reprehensible, hearing about things that somehow weren't described that way...

beach

[semistableman]

About as well as I can.

[He looks like absolute hell, but at least his Pokemon are here to keep him from doing something stupid.]

What about you?

[hyruglyphics]

[ Weeeelllll.... Saber is fishing. The same way that Zelda met her in the first place - the now quite large pink dinosaur is sticking their tongue in the water while standing on a rock and waiting to see if any fish bite at it or get near it. Should any do that, she will slurp them up and devour them whole into her gullet. Such is the terror of the Lickilicky. Zelda is content to watch that for a while, but honestly, after that while she's also content to leave her to it.

So instead, she's going to be roasting mushrooms and other plantstuff's she's gathered (less than before, now they can just fly direct everywhere) over a fire, the sort of aware now Mime Jr and Vah Daroh the Porygon2 beside her. She can't really make enough for everyone, but... well. She can make a few more, and it's something simple to do in the limited light where she can't really read. This too will pass though aaand - ]

Well, a bit of practice might be in order. [ With Miphanus, her Metagross. Namely, practicing their Meteor Mash. So let's try to find some suitably big rock which won't bring everything down on them! That's... the plan for now. Insofar as she can pump out energy. She will, eventually, of course need to sleep. ]

fishing

[niceoppai]

...Okay, how'd she just eat an entire Magikarp?

[Chelsea gapes. This is a better topic, apparently.]

Roasting

[anythingforyou]

[Well, this is cute. Camilla's definitely a little out of it, but when she sees Zelda, she'll at least offer the girl a smile as she sees her cooking.]

Will you be needing any assistance, sweetheart?

roasting

[bloodspent]

[...It's been a while since he's seen her doing this, probably because of the whole direct-flight thing. Huh.

He'll join her, though.]

Actually hungry, or just keeping your hands busy?

fishing

[enjoymyatelier]

...

Oh, that's mildly horrifying to watch, actually.

[AREN'T ALL OF THESE SAPIENT TO SOME EXTENT]

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael's gonna spend a while on the beach, stretched out on the sand near the bonfire, lying back against his pack and idly scratching Quaver, who's sitting on his chest. He seems pretty even-keeled at the moment - then again, his reaction to hearing about Dawn's death was really muted compared to everyone else. They're all so upset. He gets it in theory. People dying is bad, and children dying is worse. What happened to Dawn was clearly wrong.

Just...well, it also wasn't much of a surprise.

He doesn't want to be callous. Well, maybe he already is, but he doesn't want to do it at people. So he's just gonna sit back and observe, and try to work out some acceptable feelings.

Ignis seems pretty out of it, though, so eventually he'll get up and start cooking over the fire. He doesn't have the kind of provisions he was used to carrying before they got the Drifblim, but it'll do for one night. Unfortunately, Michael never really did learn how to cook over a fire. Most of what he's doing is just deciding what an appropriate amount of char looks like.]

beach

[bloodspent]

[...You know what, nothing good comes out of the damn ocean but he's willing to deal with that tonight so he'll just sit down nearby, how's it going.]

Hey. You doing okay?

beach

[enjoymyatelier]

[Kayneth had been pretty quiet through the whole thing after saying his piece about David Bowie because... well... he didn't want to accidentally cause the end of the world again, as he couldn't really think of anything to say that wasn't just mocking the dude.

So... you know... he didn't say much about Dawn, but yeah. He wasn't really surprised, either. It was really tacky of Cynthia, though. Jesus.

...so he'll go over to the one person he can be kind of terrible about it too.]

So.

What do you think Cynthia expected to happen there...?

[semistableman]

[Bucky can be found a little ways off by himself for most of the evening, shivering, with all five of his Pokemon out and crowded around him. His newest edition, the Magnemite, completely avoids his left side after the traumatic introduction of being stuck to his shoulder. They might be the only one of his herd that doesn't have their entire personality back, but the entire group seems to have caught on to the seriousness in the air.

He's bundled up under several layers of sweat-shirts, which do a lot to disguise the fact that his left hand is a prosthetic. With Horace the blue Ponyta out, he doesn't look too cold. The horse is really good at making himself to be a convincing fire, and he looks happy to do it.

Bucky, meanwhile, looks oddly blank, still in shock.]

[discutio]

[Ignis definitely wanted basically nothing to do with the ocean, so it wasn't long before he came across Bucky and his whole menagerie. Even though he couldn't see the shivering, the fire from Horace was enough of a cue to let out his Larvesta. She shook off a few embers and settled right in with her fellow Fire-type, Ignis following with Hemera.]

...how are you feeling?

[greydients]

[That was...yet another day, wasn't it, and Rey is trying to work out why she feels so completely emotionally drained every time they run into one of the members of Team Galactic. She's currently parked herself on the beach, close enough to watch the ocean slide up the sand but not quite close enough to get wet. Nearby, her glittery Gabite is enthusiastically digging a hole for itself in the sand. Why? Who knows. Ground types are...like that, apparently.

She's watching it with an odd look on her face; it's not quite sadness, more...melancholy. She doesn't like admitting it to herself, but part of the reason she'd captured a Gible when she found one was because Cynthia trained a Garchomp, and Cynthia seemed kind and powerful.

...

...today has sucked, to be honest. But she wouldn't mind some company, here in the sand.

...Gabite won't toss any at you, she promises.]

[bloodspent]

[God, it's always the fucking ocean, isn't it.

That said, though, he's let Naočale out to do...whatever Ground-types do over there; between the Gabite and the Krokorok, we are just going to have the best fucking holes. Jake himself will be joining Rey in the...not-hole-digging contingent, though, assuming everyone's okay with that.]

Hey. You doing okay?