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Week 13.
WEEK 13 The trip to Celestic Town is an unconventional one, though it's infinitely faster than walking and doesn't leave everyone feeling woozy in the same way that teleportation does. The town itself is a small one, though it's scenic, and there's a sort of beauty to it that's very rustic in nature; it's surrounded on both sides by mountainous routes that you're welcome to go on to both the west and the east, though it wouldn't be recommended that you venture too far out, seeing as they can be on the dangerous side for those who are unfamiliar with them. It seems Cynthia was right about one thing - there was certainly an incident at Lake Verity that went off almost as soon as you left, another of those deep pulses echoing through the surrounding area; it seems that whatever Mesprit did can be felt by the region as a whole, given that Celestic Town and the surrounding areas seem to have been affected as well despite being so far east of the lake. Cynthia herself can be found throughout the town for the duration, should anyone want to speak to her. Sometimes when left to her own devices, she can be seen in the company of a little girl who looks very similar to herself; sometimes she's with a pair of people much older. Either way, the family resemblance is strong. Lucas is here as well; he's still willing to speak to anyone that wants to, though he seems a bit subdued. Either way, it's been a long, harrowing trip so far; hopefully spending some time here will help to rejuvenate you. POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SURROUNDING ROUTES: MOUNTAINS/ELEVATED AREAS SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week thirteen 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.] |
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Is she? [Camilla winds up feeling her cloak for herself--without gloves of some kind, which does result in her pulling back a little quick, to poor Eda's confusion.] Oh...oh my, I think she is. That's...how on earth? That trash she collects, that isn't metal, is it?
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[ Zelda tilts her head. That surely is not the majority of garbage, but... ]
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That's quite unusual. She never showed an interest in such things, but I suppose she does have a habit of finding various things...she could have added them to her cloak while I wasn't looking.
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...You know, for that matter, what is all of this stuff? And...why is it pink?
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[ She tilts her head, reaching out to brush over it again... ] Gardenia's notes had extensive notation about how certain types of Burmy evolve into a Grass type if their cloak is mostly made of leaves and such, taking on an adaptation from their environment...? Perhaps because her own gatherings of choice were man-made it fused into this shape when she evolved?
[ But it does seem weird to be pink. ]
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[Eda seems to puff up a bit with pride. Damn right she's a boon!]
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[ Even if it's still weird. It's Pink. ]
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Keep that up, and she may come to adore you, sweetheart! But I do agree, Eda dear--you've grown into such a beautiful, impressive creature!
[SO MUCH PRAISE...MORE SQUEALING...AHHHHH....]
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[ Zelda can't help but be.
Scientific. Even whole praising. ]