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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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[...
Let her just return her attention to that bag.]
Can I try...? You can tell me how terrible I am.
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[He'll step aside a bit; go on, then.]
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...this is quite exciting, actually. I've never really had a teacher.
[It's impossible to ignore the way her brain immediately finishes off that sentence with 'who actually wanted to teach me', neatly interconnecting it with memories of both Luke Skywalker slamming the door in her face, and the way the purple glow of their interconnected lightsabers reflected in Kylo Ren's eyes.
You need a teacher!
...
When Rey's fist connects with the bag, there's quite a bit of force behind it.]
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See, I told you it wouldn't be that bad.
[You... You okay there, Rey...]
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[...although her hand is...kind of sore, she probably shouldn't have started by putting all her force into that punch before Jake could tell her how to do it properly but details-]
How did that look?