This world is inhabited by creatures that we call pokemon. People and pokemon live together by supporting each other, but now the scourge threatens the safety of the entire region. Kohaku has become a dangerous place, where children stay at home and only brave souls go adventuring.
Welcome to KOHAKU. Come for the nightmares. Stay for the tea and crumpets.
The season is SUMMER. It is easy for survivors to forage for food from the land, as there are entire abandoned farms ready for harvest. On the downside, you can smell the corpses.
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her white wine was warm after being in her bag for so long, but scarlet was drinking it anyways. there's no point in wasting a few good drinks. and hey. she was flying solo, so there was no need to be hospitable and serve the drink cold! alcohol is alcohol, no matter where you get it, who it's from, how cold it is, or why you're drinking it, it always tastes good. one of the only drinks that was actually reliable.
of course, people had all freaked out when they saw her above ground. something about the air being toxic- but listen people. scarlet was already intoxicated, so she'd breathe in the poisonous air all she wanted. but of course, they still objected. (most people don't want others to die, for some reason. scarlet had no idea why.) so that's how she got down here. queen had snuck in too, but was hiding, barricaded behind a trash can and a bench.
"hey kid!" she yelled sloppily at a boy walking the corner. "you wanta drink?" admin
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Arden, on the other hand, was stone cold sober, and honestly a bit crabby from sitting in Decima Town and not picking fights. What was she doing here again? Right. Killing people. New world order, that thing. How many people had she killed? Not as many as that damned poison, aka none yet. New world orders wrought? Zip.
Maybe she wasn't cut out for this job. Nah, but maybe she needed to get better at it. Practice makes perfect, right?
A voice--a really loud, slightly slurred voice--snapped Arden out of her reverie.
Drunk chick. Pretty. Booze. Score.
"Depends! You gonna call me kid while I'm drinking?" Arden yelled back, but she grinned, all teeth and wicked cheer. "Because that, honey, is not a turn-on."
scarlet yawned, and queen repeated, both females opening their mouths almost identically. the only difference was that the woman plugged her lipstick smeared lips with her glass of wine. a cough rose in her throat and she gagged, sending some of the drink splattering on her shirt. "damn!" she says quickly, mouth erupting into a drunk cackle. but wait-oooh- the boy had responded! wait, was this a boy? upon closer inspection, the blonde noted arden's breasts, bigger than a man's should ever be.
"holyshityou'reagirl." she blurted, voice raspy from her coughing fit from earlier. "well get over here, before the wine's gone," she commanded. giving a wild grin, scarlet let out one more word. "kid." admin
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Yeah, she got that a lot. Sometimes people never noticed, or there was the rarer case where people picked out her gender correctly on the first go around. It didn't really matter too much to Arden. Pick any pronoun of your choice with Arden, and as long as you treat her as human, she'd be down with it.
"Holyshitsoareyou," Arden returned, neither offended nor bemused. She laughed at being called kid again. "Fine, fine. Have it your way, call me anything you want, grandma."
She had, in fact, gotten over to Scarlet before the wine was gone, and the wine looked like it was rapidly disappearing. Jesus, how how drunk was this woman already? "Got a glass for the kid, or am I drinking straight from the bottle?"
for scarlet, this was sorta the usual routine. she'd start drinking, invite some guy to have a few sips (or in this case, girl) and then she'd be gone by morning. on the run. she never stayed for mornings- the men actually wanted her to make breakfast. fuck no. 'i'm the woman.' she'd say. 'you make me breakfast.' but, if this got anywhere (most likely not), what would happen now? "respect your elders, ladybug." a glass? no way! "you're not gettin any of this wine!" she said, pressing the bottle into her bosom. that was scarlet's wine. she was not giving any of it to anybody.
instead, she went through her bag, and ripped out a concoction she had crafted earlier. "vodka and redbull, sweet pie." scarlet grunted, handing her the washed out wine cooler bottle that held the drink. and she took another swig of her wine, gulping in down quickly before turning to arden. "whatsh your nane?" admin
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"Vodka and red bull," Arden repeated and then laughed. "If I were a lesser man, it'd kill me dead."
She was not, however, a lesser man--or at least not the variety that'd end up dead from a bomb shot. She'd probably end up taking embarrassing drunken selfies and setting cars on fire instead. Arden popped open the bottle, gave the cocktail a swish before taking a generous swig. "Arden, but I like sweet pie too."
Now. How drunk exactly was this lovely lady? Because she looked like she had cash to spare.
scarlet grunts, something between a laugh and mumble. "i think you can handle it." she says, chuckling. if this girl was a lightweight, scarlet would be severely disappointed. lightweights are no fun. and you can hold scarlet to her word on that one, because she has experience with these sorts of evenings. the best part came after she got this pretty young lady wasted. then she'd whip out the poker cards, and her wallet. of course, maybe gambling was bad...but it wasn't gambling. the winner was obviously whoever wasn't as drunk as the other. it was a drinking competition, through and through.
"that's good, 'cuz i'll prolly ferget arden anyway." she says, mouth full of wine. "you got a job, sweet pie?" the woman asks, leaning back on the bench. of course, maybe scarlet was drunk- but it didn't prevent small talk, now did it? of course not. scarlet was always polite (yeah right) in these sorts of situations. besides, if she could get some info out of this woman, it'd be easier to kick her butt in poker. play the opponent, not your cards. admin
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That first generous swig was the last generous swig Arden intended on taking. This shit was strong. She took a second swig, but it wasn't a generous one--more than a sip, less than a guzzle.
"I lie and cheat for money, bro." Well, that was full disclosure, wasn't it? Except for the part about helping the scourge clear out all of civilization as we know it. That part was probably best left out of a personal interview, especially in a town like this.
"Kidding," she added brightly. "Me, I'm just a wayward son. Ain't no job gonna keep me down. What about you?"
scarlet rests the wine bottle on the side of the bench as she takes off her coat- it's fuckin' hot down in the ground. she sips her wine slowly now, painted nails tapping against the glass bottle endlessly. lying and cheating didn't sound so bad, but scarlet quickly understood that it was a joke. awww, if it wasn't then arden might have another thing in common with scarlet. she lied and cheated all the time- but not for a living. scarlet didn't need any more money. she did it for fun."job?"
she cracks up. a laughing fit, sending the gulp of wine out of her mouth and straight on to the floor. "i don't work!" she says, thinking it was quite obvious. she has a fortune under her belt, and scarlet does not mind bragging about it. "daddy dearest passed away and left me his cash." she says, grin spread across her face. "i'm pretty much set for life." admin
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the woman stretches her arms upwards, twisting her torso as she speaks. "poisnous shit town?" she cackles, finishing her stretch and grabbing the wine bottle, which was almost empty. "i prefer to think of it as, 'somewhere that's not nerio.'" she finishes, showing off her white fangs in a smile. leaning forward, she ruffles arden's hair.
"i'm a bachelorette, sweet pie." she explains, wine in hand, "traveling's what i do." and she takes a slurp, eyes rolling. "bitter powder, eh?" scarlet is actually quite curious. would that taste good with beer? or vodka? wine? she has the urge to ask for some, but instead just uses another question. "do you got any?" admin
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