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The Low Reaches ([personal profile] lowreaches) wrote in [community profile] the_low_reaches2017-01-13 07:38 am

The beginning

Who: The cast
Where: The Belfry's front yard and parking lot
When: Morning
What: A bus has arrived, empty, causing quite the stir.

The storm fell over the town like a pall, and with it came the fog.  
It was a hungry, curious thing.  So thick and wet it licked at your clothes and skin when you stepped out into it, tasting you, and stealing sight and color from the world, leaving it slick and oily.  Shadows festered in its recesses, coiling and dancing beneath it like living things, greedy in the low light.  Above was no better:  the angry thunderheads hung mountainous over the city, spitting rain and blooming with lightning.  Storms were fierce in Sinjoh, and this was no exception, booming and growling its discontent, threatening to shake the bones from bodies.  The rain fell in heavy sheets, gutters and creeks swollen and fast with it.  Little rivers streamed across Blackbell.  It choked the city.  It blinded it.  
Maybe that's why no one noticed until it was too late.  
Out of that grey, pitiless gloom rose the old (new) crooked Belfry, and beneath it, a mass of children and their beleaguered teachers, their rain slickers and jackets shiny in the rain, whispering and sharing glances among themselves -- those who weren't transfixed on the cloudbursts of red and blues in the fog and the occasional ghostlight that meandered clumsily through it.  Police sirens chirped, sharp against the dull grey fog, and sometimes a walkie would crackle to life.  
Worse still were the keen wails as whoever stumbled out of their car up to the police barricade were turned aside, told the news, and lost themselves.
Because everyone remembered the cargo ship.
Everyone remembered what washed up to shore, only a short few weeks ago.  There were pictures all over the internet:  strange, pale figures.  Motionless.  Their mouths toothless gapes.  Their eyes worse.  Empty.  Nothing staring at nothing.  They were human shaped, but too slack, too soggy, too translucent.  They would burst if they tried to move.  Some had when the authorities had gone to collect them.
The bus was submerged in the fog, its bright yellow coloring strange and forbidding now.  Nearly twenty minutes ago it had lurched into the parking lot, and died.  It went still, lights and engines snapping off, and no one had noticed anything amiss -- the steady beat of the rain and growl of thunder drowned out everything else the fog didn't cover -- until a few minutes had gone past and no one had stepped off.  The door had remained shut.  Eventually someone investigated.  Called out and knocked on the side door, frowned into the empty inside.  They managed the door open, and a gentle rush of fetid, dark water spilled out.  Inside, the rows and rows of bus seats were empty.  Just backpacks and toys, even a few pokeballs, sat lonely and abandoned.
When the authorities arrived, they found the teachers trying to shoo the children away from the bus, many of them lifting on to tiptoe to try and get a glance inside at the back door, or smashing their faces into the side door.  The first cop car was soon joined by another, and another.  EMTs were called:  a child had fainted.  A barricade was constructed, and some order was restored.
Until the first parent arrived.  
And then the press.
The Belfry hunched over the small circus forming on its parking lot, bell toning with the start of the school day.  Its crooked arches and spindly lengths, occasionally thrown into fierce shadows from a lightning strike, were skeletal in the gloom.  School had been cancelled for the day.   Parents were being called to pick up children.  A line was queuing near the western port of the parking lot.

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[personal profile] foxfeathers 2017-01-28 12:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"It sure seems different to me," Rhyssa said and then laughed as she nodded. "Ah, yeah, I am! I'm from Malie City on Ula'ula Island! It's super famous for its recycling plant because pokemon and people work together managing it. You should see the Muks and Grimers helping to keep Alola clean, they're a really useful pokemon because they help pulls poisons and toxins from the waste they're given."

She bounced a little at that because she knew that no matter the pokemon, they were all special, even if they might look really weird (like Mr. Mime, to be honest). That's why Rhyssa tried so hard not to be frightened of any pokemon no matter what they might look like.

"I suppose that's pretty different from most places. I don't think Alola would be Alola without the way we all work together. Even the Tapus help out and protect us all. My favorite's Tapu Koko but I've never seen it or any of the others. I've heard they're amazing, though."

Fallon bounced as well and flicked his wings, preening a little at the Amaura's glee. What a show-off. Just for her, he did it again and let out a trill of his own, almost as if he was trying to mimic the other pokemon's cry. It was pretty adorable. Around her neck, Kali nearly rolled her eyes as she let out a yawn.
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[personal profile] sail_away 2017-01-29 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Muks, Grimers? Useful? That was an unusual thought. Most people thought of them as especially dangerous and toxic pests, though they could be used in a pinch for local waste disposal. The thought of it was almost a little shocking, when she thought about it, though not impossible. After all, they were basically waddling piles of sludge, so why not feed them. "Interesting."

"A Tapu? I've never even heard of that pokemon," she said, her eyebrows climbing. At least the Rowlet was something she'd had the chance to catalogue at some point since Rhyssa had arrived in school. "What sort is it, I wonder?"

As they talked, Peanut seemed to be enjoying the display plenty, though a car was driving up towards the two of them. It came to a stop and a middle aged man stepped out, waving to them. "Oh, that's my uncle. Are you still ok coming to my place?" she said, returning the wave. She'd sent a quick text to make sure he'd known that they'd have a guest.
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[personal profile] foxfeathers 2017-01-29 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm okay with coming," Rhyssa said quietly. "I think it's best if I'm with someone else tonight. Just in case." She let out a sigh and nodded. Rhyssa was used to being on her own but it felt right to accept the offer.

"I'll tell you all about the Tapu later, yeah? Maybe when we get to your place." She smiled a little and then laughed at Fallon. "He certainly likes Peanut. That's really wonderful."

She waved at her new friend's uncle and offered a bright smile.
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[personal profile] sail_away 2017-01-31 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright, that sounds good," she said, pretty much to all of that. She went up to her uncle and said a couple things before motioning towards the car and getting into one of the back seats. Just before she did, she smiled apologetically at peanut and a red beam of light returned him to her pokeball. He was far too big to ride opening.

"Your Fallon certainly does. We'll let them all out to play while we're at my place in that case."
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[personal profile] foxfeathers 2017-02-01 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Her Rowlet chirped a farewell to Peanut and hopped onto Rhyssa's shoulder as she started walking toward the car.

"That'll good for them all," she said with nod as she slid into the car and buckled herself in. Her pokemon fit easily in with her, Kali shifting her position to curl up on Rhyssa's lap while Fallon tucked himself up against Kali.

[OOC: Is Peanut male or female? The post before said female. Just checking so I don't misgender.]
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[personal profile] sail_away 2017-02-01 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
(OOC: Female. ^_^, and if you want to fast forward a bit, we can.)

"Thankfully, it's not going to be too long of a drive. We don't live far from the school," she said, buckling into her own seat. "My uncle said he can't stay, since he has to work late, so we can just take care of ourselves once we're at home."

There was an advantage to having little pokemon that size, wasn't there?
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[personal profile] foxfeathers 2017-02-02 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't mind looking after ourselves, that's what I do at home most of the time. I've no brothers or sisters and my parents were only children as well. Having an uncle is really wonderful, even if he works late like my mom," she said with a smile.

Fallon snuggled a little more and then hopped over to Shizuka with a cheery greeting and a flick of his wings. He then hopped onto her lap and put his head forward for pets, where he'd stay for the remainder of the ride. Rhyssa didn't mind at all. If he was in the mood for snuggles, she was very happy for him. Clearly, he accepted Shizuka as a friend and that was wonderful.