Week 1.

[azumods]

WEEK 1. As Cynthia had promised, the sun does indeed rise the next morning. Whether you slept or not (and sleeping inside the Pokémon Center you were in before seems totally fine by the attendant), it seems Cynthia kept her word; she left sometime shortly before sunrise, and you haven't been bothered by Team Galactic and those that work for it in the interim. It isn't advisable to return to the headquarters building, however. At least not for the time being. However, a new day does dawn, and with it comes the knowledge that you're in an unfamiliar city, completely on your own. There are several things to be done before you can leave: gathering supplies and provisions, finding maps, obtaining new clothes... Of course, your new "companions" are still with you, and they don't seem willing to leave your side; they'll follow you dutifully, but they still seem...wrong, horribly so, and it doesn't seem to be wearing off. Maybe if you work with them a little...? Try to talk to them, train them, teach them to do things... Who knows? It might do them some good. CURRENT LOCATION: VEILSTONE CITY POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week one 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! Feel free to investigate the city as you see fit this week; we ask only that you try to stagger investigations and be mindful of what's already been checked. If you wish to investigate, notify the mods in your comment subject for your top-level and we'll get on it as soon as possible!]

Comments

clothes

[eudaimonikos]

[Oh fuck yes, fashion time!

wait he doesn't actually know you]

Do you want some advice?

[greydients]

[Oh, well...hello there, you. Rey had seen this man talking to Cynthia, but hadn't had the chance to interact with him herself - if he's offering her help, though, she's happy to chat.]

Yes, please.

[...]

If you don't mind. I just want something...useful.

[eudaimonikos]

Well, first off, this is terrible. [Just gonna take this right away from Golett.] If you're looking for practical, I'd stay away from dresses in general. It's already cold enough, and at least some of this is going to take us near a place called Snowpoint City.

Pants... [His hands skim over a nearby display for a second.] The men's pants will have more pocket space.

[greydients]

Pants would definitely be preferable.

[She...may have said that a little quicker than she intended, but...she would really prefer pants. At Michael's comment, however, Rey tilts her head curiously.]

Why would men's pants have more pocket space?

[eudaimonikos]

So that you'll buy an expensive purse.

[He's from Hell, he might've stabbed somebody over women's pockets before]

[greydients]

[Oh. Well that's just bloody unfair, isn't it?]

I'll pass on the purse.

[Take that, sexist capitalism!

...

...it's probably time to make conversation, isn't it

honestly, all this small talk is going to kill her]

Do you work with clothes, then?

[eudaimonikos]

Hahaha, oh, no. Technically, I'm unemployed now. I didn't officially quit my job, but the last time I saw my boss, my best friend just - kicked him into unconsciousness.

[He grins, bouncing on his heels a little. ]

It was awesome~.

1/2

[greydients]

[........]

2/2

[greydients]

[...actually she had to suffer a dreadful boss for most of her life so that....sounds kind of...]

Did your boss deserve it?

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, definitely. Janet isn't the type to get violent easily. If she does something like that, it obviously had to happen.

[greydients]

Was it over a lack of pocket space in her pants?

[....holy shit did she just make a joke to this complete stranger?

....she did

what is this place doing to her]

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael lets out a somewhat surprised bark of laughter.]

No, but she'd have been justified! [Oh hey, the men's section!] Ah, here's another thing - the men's clothes aren't sized by completely arbitrary numbers, it's all just measurements. Do you know yours?

[greydients]

[If that momentary look of panic coming across Rey's face doesn't answer your question, Michael...]

Measurements...? You mean, of my body?

[.....no, no she does not.]

...could we just guess? I'm pretty skinny, if that helps.

[eudaimonikos]

Yeah, that's fine. Just try a few different things on and see what works.

[He's sure as fuck not interested in pursuing the actual measurements - he'll just grab a few different sizes of the nearest pants and hold them out to her.]

[greydients]

Try them-

[...okay, this...is a thing that's happening - she'll take those pants and try not to look too confused.]

So I just...put them on? Here?

[....please tell her there's a room where she can do this]

[eudaimonikos]

Oh! No, don't do that, there's...

[His outstretched hand hovers near her shoulder as he glances around, as if he's prepared to stop her from stripping at any second.]

Ah, there. [He points out a fitting room.] You go in one of the changing rooms in there. They'll have locking doors. And mirrors, that helps.

[greydients]

[Thank goodness, there is a room where she can do this.]

Brilliant, thanks.

[It takes Rey about a minute to change and admire herself, but the pants Michael has chosen for her appear to pass the test - she comes out wearing a pair, looking pleased.]

These are great. I can move really easily.

[...

okay let her just shove her hands into this really deep pockets]

...you definitely weren't kidding about the pockets.

[eudaimonikos]

Yeah. I mean, these are dress pants, and look at them.

[He sticks his hands into his own pockets - yep, pretty deep still.]

Grab a good coat and one of those backpacks, and you can carry anything.

[greydients]

...thank you. I'll go look at the backpacks next.

[And she will sound legitimately and almost slightly-emotionally grateful - Rey isn't really used to strangers being this nice to her, particularly if they don't seem to want anything in return.]

Is there anything I can help you with? I've got lots of food, if you need some.

[eudaimonikos]

I'll never say no to food.

[Well, he won't say no to free things. Same difference.]