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.
swarms
GRAND OPENING !
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the proserpina gym was abuzz with activity unlike the other days before. isaac found the gym and library a completely new place; it had been awfully quiet before, but now it was loud and busy. people were preparing for the upcoming festival, and even the researchers who were happy to bury their noses in books were affected by the infectious mood. proserpina seemed to forget the scourge for a while -- ludi ceriales was here, and that was reason to celebrate.
isaac settled at a table, clavier sitting by his side as the ranger flipped through a book on pokémon habitats. it wasn't time for the first of the many events taking place; isaac sat in the library, whiling time away.
his proserpina assist, a poochyena, napped under the table.
Everyone was in such high spirits that nobody questioned what a Tropius was doing in the middle of the Proserpina Gym. The Pokémon had absolutely refused to wait outdoors. It had latched onto Lucas quickly, perhaps a little too fast if Laurent had been the jealous type. On the other hand, the the Kadabra had floated off on his own, only to return with a hefty book that read "The Origins of the World". Lucas raised a brow, looked away, and then went back to thumbing through the pages of his own book.
He flipped through two pages before glancing up at the Tropius that towered over him. "Hey, can you not?" he asked the Tropius. The Pokémon groaned apologetically, moving his neck down to rest his head upon the table. After all, he hadn't meant to block out the light that the ranger was using to read his book.
Unfortunately, the other visitor at the table had grown irate at the Tropius' hovering, so Lucas removed himself after giving the man a strong word and a piece of his mind. The only thing that stopped him from putting a fist through the man's face was that they were all sitting in a library.
He made his way over to a young man with an Axew at his side and a Poochyena taking a nap under the table. "Mind if I sit here?" he asked Isaac, then gestured to the Tropius. "If you don't mind him being here too, that is. He won't leave me." The Tropius groaned again, to which Lucas patted the grass-flying type's side. "It isn't your fault. The guy back there was just an ass."
isaac's poochyena assist was the first to notice the arrival of other people, and it let out a small bark to alert the boy. naturally, isaac gave no shits about it. he blinked, and continued flipping through the book filled with colorful pictures and text descriptions of the living areas. friend areas, the book said; rangers needed to know these in order to -- who was he even kidding? he remembered his nerio assist, which happened to be a dratini.
dragon-types certainly didn't live in lava-filled places. isaac wouldn't have been surprised to see a charmander or even an aerodactyl, but a dratini had certainly caught him off-guard.
"no, not really," isaac said, without looking up from his book. "move," he said idly to the canine under the table, and the black hound moved to lie under clavier's chair. "how did you fit him in here?" the ranger continued, gaze still on the words in his book.
"Just barely," Lucas replied with a small nod. "Through the back door, too. He didn't cause too big of a commotion until we reached the library." The ranger had never seen such large door before. Part of him thought, perhaps, the height was necessary in order to transport tall shelves, wide shelves, stacks of books that seemed to tower on end. He'd never seen these stacks of books, but he was quite confident that they existed.
The Tropius lowered his head near Isaac's, offering a fruit off of its neck. It was the Pokémon's unique way of extending a figurative hand of peace to Isaac. He shook his head to and fro, shaking the fruits that hung off of it as well. However, it suddenly occurred to him that he had not offered Lucas any of his fruits yet. The Pokémon repeated his actions towards his temporary human partner.
Lucas took a seat across from Isaac. By now, Laurent had also returned with his own books, a copy of "1001 Wonders of Kohaku" and "The Human Brain". Lucas also decided not to question what the Kadabra was doing with such strange titles. The psychic Pokémon was always up to something that was "too complicated for his smaller brain mass and capacity to comprehend". Lucas called complete bullshit on that.
"What are you reading?" he asked Isaac. "Any good?"
