Week 7.

[azumods]

WEEK 7 After a week of nothing but snow, it's likely that the city is a welcome sight. The city proper is likewise blanketed in snow, but it's far shallower here, easily walked through; it's soft and powdery and unlikely to cause you to slip, the kind of snow small children and Pokémon might enjoy playing in if they're the sort to enjoy that kind of thing. And if they were capable of enjoying much, in the case of the children. That said, the people here are still in the mildly improved state you witnessed in Eterna; it isn't much, but it is improvement, and the world around you continues to change in other, smaller ways as well, so it isn't all for naught. The wild Pokémon here, however, seem to be experiencing something a little...different from what you've been seeing so far - specifically, the Shellos here seem a little hostile toward one another. Snowpoint City is separate from and parallel to the giant mountain you passed last week, and it's populated by both the blue and pink varieties; the different sorts...don't seem to like each other much. It isn't all-out warfare or anything, but there are definitely skirmishes and mounting tensions happening in slug culture here. Mediate if you choose, or just enjoy your time in the city. You've earned it, after last week. CURRENT LOCATION: SNOWPOINT CITY POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week seven of Azume; feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget that a write-up is due this weekend!]

Comments

[anythingforyou]

[...Quaver, Quaver, honey. Oh god, Camilla just needs a moment, honestly--]

Well, as long as he stays airborne--that shouldn't be too much of a problem, really. I'd be more worried about them getting wet and causing him to freeze...

[...]

Though, perhaps he has an idea of his own on how to keep himself nice and toasty.

[THAT'S NOT GONNA FIT, QUAVER, BUT YOU DO YOU?]

[eudaimonikos]

[Quaver waddles into the hat and sits. This is his soft warm nest now.]

...I'm not carrying you around in that.

[Quaver puffs up and let out an evil little chuckle.]

[anythingforyou]

[...Quaver, she likes you know.]

Oh, come now. Can you deny the little dear the most comfortable little nest he's found in ages?

[#HELPING]

[eudaimonikos]

Of course I can. What do you take me for, a nice pet owner?

[buuuuuut he's not actually moving to take the bird out of the hat]

Whatever, look at this little pink vest. [It's Mawile-sized!]