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Test 2.
WILLPOWER The chamber at the back of the cave is not unlike the one before it - it's large and oppressively dark, with shallow pools of water puddled on the floor. However, it isn't entirely impossible to see; off in a far corner of the cavern, there's a dim light shining pale blue, the soft glow pulsing steadily like it's keeping time, like a heartbeat. It's likely, however, that you're not going to get a good look at whatever is causing it before a voice rings out from the entrance behind you, immediately setting the Spiritombs off with loud, ringing shrieks that indicate over half a thousand souls aren't pleased with what seems to be happening here, and as the words register, you'll realize it's probably for good reason. "In the name of Team Galactic, I'm going to have to ask you all to leave. The Guardian is rightfully ours." It's immediately obvious that at the very least, the voice doesn't belong to Saturn - it's higher-pitched, belonging to a woman from the sound of it. Turning to face the source will reveal a woman in full Galactic grunt uniform; she seems young in the face and she's rather short, though she's built as though she's likely strong for her size. While she's clearly here to do a task, her eyes are noticeably just as devoid of spirit as the others that you've seen - she's just as heavily brainwashed as the rest. The Spiritombs you've encountered will do their jobs; they'll protect the Lake Guardian physically, promptly proceeding to get between it and...well, everyone else here. They aren't going to back down until the perceived threat is dealt with; they really, really don't like Team Galactic. What happens now is up to you. |
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We're here to speak with Lake Valor's guardian, and we are not leaving until we've done so.
None of us are here to fight you. And frankly, if it comes to that you're going to lose. Think about what you're doing--is it really worth it? Do you truly like this world in the stagnant state it's in?
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Darling, I'm afraid you're preaching to a choir here. One that doesn't seem to be all that fond of your like, you know.
[Yeah, even if she's a smaller girl, Camilla is...well, she's all talked out at this point, though it's clear she's not exactly in a mood for inciting a riot, either. But being rude? That's pretty much exactly on the agenda for today.
...also yes, a choir can totally be made of over a thousand sealed souls of the damned, totally.]
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I refuse. I want to have an audience with it. [ Her Beldum sort of floats near her, not sure if it's backing her up or not ]
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[Just saying]
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[He motions at the Spiritomb nearest him.]
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There's a lot more of us than there are of you.
[That statement isn't delivered as a threat; more an observation, and Rey carefully watches the grunt to see how she intends to respond.
...
...it's also nice to actually be on the side that does have the higher numbers, for once.]
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[Eustace is going to point that out too, considering all they had to do to get past the Spiritombs. The ones currently screaming again, much to his aggravation. One more reason to put this grunt on his shitlist.
Can one grunt overpower not only their group, but those as well...? Something's off about that.]
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You are not wanted here. Leave.
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[Aya makes a big, sweeping gesture that indicates not only the other humans, but all the Pokemon around. Shout out to you, dancing buddy.]
- I'm going to have to say that's not happening. The Guardian isn't just yours, or Galactic's. It has friends and it has its own feelings.
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You're here on orders, right? This is a hunch, but I'm going to say those orders don't come from Saturn. Who told you to come here?
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[ Ventus turns around to face this lady and his expression just kind of scrunches up because when'd she even get there. ]
No way! Team Galactic has done enough terrible things -- do you think we'll let you go ahead and add one more to the pile?
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God, I've had it with you all. I hope the Guardian smites you when it's feeling better.
[whew. okay. now that that's out of his system.]
Are we going to have to have some philosophical debate about how "perfection" is bad, actually, to get you to get out of our hair?
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[Unlike everyone else who's trying to talk to her, Kiryu seems to want to continue ahead.
Would that bring trouble? Most likely]
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RESOLUTION.
Either way, she'll reach into the folds of that uniform (apparently it has pockets? it has pockets, somehow) and pull out a small device that appears to be a transmitter of some sort; it has a few settings that appear to be pre-programmed into it, a few buttons here and there, but it seems fairly straightforward.
She'll pass it off to Rey for now, because she's the closest person to her physically that doesn't seem either medieval or, y'know, blind.]
We use these sometimes to get back and forth between cities where Team Galactic has a stronghold. As it is now, it should put you in Eterna City; there's a statue on the edge of town that it'll put you right in front of. I think it's some sort of portal device; I've never asked how it works, I just know that it does - whenever you're ready, just...use that and go through it, you'll be just fine. I've done it dozens of times, it doesn't fail.
That should shave a good amount of time off getting you to Lake Acuity. At least a week, if not more.
[She glances back at the corner, where the Guardian is still located.]
You guys should probably take care of Azelf, and your Pokémon as well. Be sure you're ready to leave before you actually do. I probably shouldn't stay much longer, but I'll find you later. Stay strong and take care of yourselves, okay?
[She'll take her leave shortly after that, though any parting words will certainly be heard; now that the Team Galactic threat is gone, the Spiritombs seem to be settling - or at least they aren't wailing and they seem to be relaxing a little. They may allow you passage now, perhaps...]
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CONCLUSION.
Later that evening, something can be felt pulsing through the cavern itself, similar to that feeling of courage and resolve that swept through you in Azelf's presence; it only happens once, similarly to the time you awakened in the Galactic base - it's difficult to tell exactly what it was, outside of something Azelf is doing, but it doesn't seem distressed or pained. Just very determined.
Whatever just happened, it seems to have had some sort of effect - specifically on the eggs you've all had on your person. Wherever they are, they can be seen or felt starting to crack; after a while, several new lives will come fully into the world as your Pokémon hatch from their shells.
The unfortunate news is that they all seem as devoid of spirit as the wild Pokémon here seem to; however, you've seen enough to have hope that perhaps it won't be like that forever. Only time will tell.]