vatheon | Ready Your Weapons

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Ready Your Weapons

Who: N and anyone!
Location: Forest
Time: Morning.
Style: Either-or!
Status: Open to all!

There is a clearing not too into the forest that has obviously gotten some abuse in the past. It sits on the bottom of a hill and much of the vegetation has been burned away; the hill itself looks as if it has been gouged on occasion by something very large.

Right now, it may be obvious what the cause may have been: a large white dragon sits on the edge, though at the moment she seems contented to lounge on her belly, eyes half-closed. Nothing nearly so traumatic as destroying part of the hill is going on right now; instead she is watching over her trainer with a much smaller beast.

N has a sword in hand, though the scabbard is still on it, and he is all but dancing around, blocking as his Zorua lunges at him, swiping at him again and again.

It is all very serious until the fox Pokemon apparently has had enough. The Zorua jumps up and grabs ahold of the scabbard, pulling down on it with a playful growl.

"H-hey! This is not tug of war!" N protests, but he ends up laughing as he tries to wrest the sword away from him.

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"Fight! Fight! Be careful!" N might have recognized the tinny robotic voice, but, if he looked, the Haro watching them was purple, not blue. It flapped at them, almost amused by the whole thing it was witnessing.

[Cheren was still relatively familiar with the layout of Vatheon; enough to find his way around, even if it had been some time since he remembered being here. Out of all the places he remembered spending time, the forest area was where he spent a good deal of it, training and just relaxing and what have you out in the shade of the (underwater) trees. Not to mention that he knew that other Trainers had used the area for similar purposes, so. Since he wanted to see if anyone he remembered was still here (not that he would admit to that, though), naturally the forest area would be one of his first choices. That said, he didn't exactly expect to see N wrestling with a Zorua for a sword when he made his way over there. Naturally, he just sort of. Pauses for a moment or two, watching N with a bemused expression on his face, before actually speaking up.]

Mind saying what exactly you're doing over there?

"Haro, we're not really --" N paused mid-sentence, surprised. "Oh, you're not Haro. You're someone new!"

He looked past the robot, trying to see if anyone was with it.

[ That voice caused N to stop tugging on the sword, meaning it went straight out of his hands. The Zorua yipped in victory, promptly starting to drag it away before he realized his trainer was not paying attention. N had instead turned towards the voice. ]

-- Cheren?

[Cheren spares a glance over at the victorious Zorua before returning his attention to N. Sure, his question wasn't exactly answered, but Cheren wasn't sure if he actually wanted an answer or just to get N's attention. Probably both, actually, since wrestling with swords just seems like a bad idea to him, but that was beside the point.]

Yeah. So are you going to answer, or what?

Oh, we were training, and Krishna decided he just wanted to play --

[ Oh, hey! He ducks down to grab the sword before the Zorua can get a hold of it again. Then he is back to looking at Cheren. ]

Cheren, do you remember Vatheon? And me?

Silver himself had been in the forest since way too early o'clock practicing his sword skills and training his pokemon in his own clearing that could have been nearby for all anyone knew. Not that Silver advertised he hung around in the forest most mornings and generally not too around this time, but..

.. He'd been working on trying to gain trust with his pokemon; it was still going at a snail's pace that frustrated the hell out of him.

Silver looks to be a good mood nonetheless, if not a bit dirty, even as he leans against a tree, just watching with an amused smirk. Oddly enough, his hair's pulled back into a low ponytail and his jacket's around his waist; there's a sword slung over his back as well. ".... Looks like it from here."

Kisa had yet to go into the forest she was still more than a little nervous about venturing too far from the city...it was all too new still for her. After gaining some courage though she finally decided to venture to it though as she saw the hill and the dragon she quickly wants to run back. It was so large and she wasn't sure how mean it was but the moment she sees the person it caused her to relax very little, but it wasn't hurting him...still that was a dragon what Hatori's form may have used to look like from the stories she heard. All she could do was stare from from just below the hill.

Reshiram's eyes opened fully at the voice. Yes, she recognized him, and would be keeping a much firmer eye on him.

N did too, straightening. Still, he managed a tiny smile as he got the Zorua to release the sword.

"Well, it wasn't supposed to be."

[And here comes Hilbert sneaking up nearby. The trainer made it obvious that he was looking for his friend--ducking as soon as he spotted his green head. He squeezed his own Zorua in his arms, who quietly whines. Zorua appears tired of Hilbert's behavior, ready to drop the small present hanging in his mouth by a ribbon.

Hilbert quietly shushed the small fox, peeking at the strange scene.]

Oi... What is he doing, huh?

[He was just training in the forest when he heard some strange noises... Upon further inspection, this is thoroughly unacceptable! Inserting himself between the two, there's not a third party struggling for the scabbard.]

Have you no respect for this weapon? A sword is not meant to be used in such a way!

[Well that would explain it. Better that than setting out to wrestle like that, anyway.]

I'm pretty sure I would have remembered you either way, but yes. I don't know how long it's been, but I remember most of my previous stay here in Vatheon.

It's been quite a while!

[ Since you remember -- have a hug, Cheren. Deal. ]

"Then why would you allow it to devolve into such thing? Such a method of training is useless overall." Silver's not going to move from his spot, either. He doesn't trust that dragon as far as he can throw it, and if his hands shifted a bit to his pokeballs, well - it's just a precaution, even if he's not making eye contact.

"Hmph, you come here a lot, don't you?"

[ N's Zorua looked up, ears perking, when he heard Hilbert's voice. He promptly dropped the sword to yip. ]

Huh? What is it?

That. Is a very interesting dragon, and a very interesting fox and Duke just wants to dig out his monster-book and add a page for each.

"... Fascinating. Not a scale-type, perhaps.... Bird type..?" He'll watch, somewhat visible toward the edge of this clearing. Maybe when the game of tug-o-war slows he'll come out. Or when he's noticed or something.

[ That gets the Zorua to drop the sword, spinning to growl warningly at Hajime. N gives it another tug, startled as well. ]

Hey! Let go!

The voice makes the dragon raise her head, eyeing the place where Duke stands. Duke may hear her voice as she alerts her trainer, simply saying N.

N straightens, though there was nothing actually audible about it, looking first at the dragon and then around until he spots the man. The fox stops struggling, ears perking in curiosity. "Hello?"

"Because I don't mind having fun." N shrugs, replacing the sword on his belt.

"Yes."

Ay, ay, ay.

[He quickly lowers himself to the ground, laying flat.

--Well, kinda. Zorua gets squished by his trainer's weight and the fox's whining gets louder.]

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, just keep still...

He was finally getting his bearings in this place, and in this new form - enough to check back on some of the things he missed. Very few people took his interest to merit that. N was one of them, and he'd mentioned something about pets in the event their owners disappeared.

That was why Rep appeared in the forest with Ven's dog in tow, following N's trace smell until at last he found him.

"Hey. I'm... You probably don't know who I am."

The dragon noticed Kisa first, her blue eyes opening wider as she glanced in her direction. Though there was nothing audible, N paused abruptly, straightening and looking towards the edge of the clearing. The Zorua did too, ears perking.

"Hello?"

Duke blinks once. A consonant? But then the human straightens, and perhaps... An odd name?

He's not really one for saying hello back, but he'll take a careful step forward, and an odd nod-like gesture - more turning his head with the movement to allow a bit more of his neck to be seen.

"... Apologies if intruding. Simply have not seen anything similar before." There is a nod to the white dragon, then a second to the fox.

[Hugs--are not something Cheren does. He's used to them, certainly, but that doesn't mean he's used to getting spontaneous hugs. (Even though by all means he should be, what with Bianca being his friend). He freezes up as N wraps his arms around him, awkwardly reaching around to pat N on the back.]

I figured as much. Is anyone else I'd know still here?

The look all made her move back a little more, it was more than clear how timid she was about the situation. Kisa moved behind a small tree as she looked at N and Zorua.

"H-Hello..."

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Duke is pinged. So pinged. Also, he can talk to an

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:D <3

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/o/ <3

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