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Week 1.
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. 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!] |
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Monta, huh... Named after anything?
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[He blinks, then smiles sheepishly.]
He'd be mad if he knew I said it, but...he really does look like a monkey...
[Sena can hear the enraged MUKYAAAAAAAA in his mind right now.]
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Jesus Christ, that's great.
[He'a amused, anyway.]
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[Sena blinks owlishly, not expecting that reaction.]
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So, uh...what'd you call yours?
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...His name is Hlača.
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[You...didn't say that very loudly...]
Hla...ča?
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Hlača, yeah. It's Serbian; I've had a lot of business there.
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[Sena's not a very bright child, unfortunately, so a lot of that goes over his head. He does understand it's a foreign language, though.]
What does it mean?
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Well, the last part is like calling someone Alex, it's how they shorten Aleksandar over there.
It's there to make the whole thing sound more like a name, just calling him Hlače seemed kinda mean, seeing as that literally just means "pants."
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Sena blinks at the little guy.] So...'cause you bought him a pair of pants? [Oh. Oh. He hasn't realized that the suspenders aren't...]
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[he has no idea why his life is like this, sena.]
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[That's convenient. But also weird.]
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[If he came with his own suspenders on top of that, it'd be the icing on the cake.]
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[The thought makes Sena giggle a bit, as absurd as it sounds.]
They suit him, though.