Departure.

[azumods]

GATHERING. You've been in Pastoria City for almost five days now. While the city overall is still unsettling, it could have been infinitely worse; for the most part the townspeople seem accepting of your presence, if still generally neutral and blank in response to your actions and efforts. However, now that it's been a while, it's likely time to continue onward, to attempt to finish what you started and return to the vicinity of Lake Valor to check on the...whatever's out there that wasn't worth reporting. Maybe it's truly nothing; maybe it's something worth your while. You won't know until you get there. Either way, it seems leaving the city isn't going to be as easy as it first appears; a few of the townspeople seem to have gathered on the eastern side of town, heading back toward Route 213, with the purpose of intercepting you on the way out. They don't appear to be doing this on Team Galactic's orders, seeing as there's no one from that organization anywhere in sight; rather, they somehow appear to be doing this of their own volition. Because they want to. They don't seem to be empty-handed, either; they have what look like a few large baskets between them, all bearing a number of large eggs inside them, cushioned with blankets. Upon counting, there's one for each of you. They'll stop the group before you head out; they're still blank-eyed and seem to be having difficulty formulating exactly what they're trying to say in words - it's all very cyclical and meandering, despite the sentences being surprisingly blunted, but it's clear that there's an attempt being put forth to try to express something independent of a simple stimulus response. The message will become clear eventually, though; the eggs will eventually hatch into Pokémon - or at least, they're supposed to. The people here haven't had much luck hatching them on their own, but perhaps you'll have more success. Consider it a gift for your work here in this town; they still don't know how they're supposed to feel about it, but it seems they've noticed the group of traveling strangers that showed up one day and promptly did good things for the town, even if it was for the sake of making money along the way. The reason isn't particularly relevant, in the end. What matters is what you accomplished. [OOC: Welcome to the end of Week 3! The eggs you've been given will hatch after the event next weekend, at the start of the following week; there's one for each of you, and it contains a Pokémon of your choosing, from any gen up to Gen 7. No NPC response will be given to this post, though you can thread here amongst yourselves if you wish; we'll see you tomorrow at noon with a new log for your further adventures!]

Comments

[niceoppai]

You think? Guess I don't know a lot about those, either.

[enjoymyatelier]

I know a bit, but not enough... hm. I definitely need to figure this out.

[niceoppai]

Don't worry, it'll be fine! I hope. I mean, we're doing kinda well, right?

[enjoymyatelier]

Well, no one's accidentally killed their Pokemon yet, I suppose. That's encouraging.

[niceoppai]

Yeah, that's true, even if we don't know anything about pets and stuff. But it's been easy to pick up on!

[enjoymyatelier]

It helps that they seem like they understand us more easily than normal animals are. Even if they're not terribly lively, they're better at communicating their needs than... a dog, I suppose.