[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]A Wild Pokémon Appeared!

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[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]A Wild Pokémon Appeared!

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"Even if I did want to make a donation, why would I want to do that?!" She balked at his audacity to scream such blatant disregard for her and the situation of the scared ground they were standing on. "My Coldblood comrades are defending our territory back in Kogane! Your tower falling over shorted out the power where we live!"

"That ain't my fault hunny bunches you dun need ta talk ta the 'lectric company fer that one. An whut in the hell you yellin fer? 'm right here." She shook her head, thoughts falling back to his first line of outburst. Why wouldn't you want to donate? Wouldn't you want to help a place that actually needed it? Wouldn't you rather your money go into a cause you could actually see the results of? Honey colored eyes filled with pure judgement stared him down in disappointment. "Clearly we ain't cut from the same cloth, you'n I." Her eyes dropped down to the stone walk as her hands took up the broom once more and begun to sweep, the strokes a bit more brisk then usual.

"Typical."
Her hands gripped the handle a bit tighter feeling her knuckles turn white thinking his words were meant for her. Aight Eden calm thoughts n' be nice now. Deep breath, that's it. Exhale an remember whut dadday taught ya. "Sarveshaam Svaastir Bhavatu, Sarveshaam Svaastir Bhavatu,Om Shanti, Shanti Shanteeh. Health ferever, peace ferever, om peace peace peace. Here peace peace peace comere peace Omm peace." the low hum of her own mantra for inner tranquility did the best it could to calm her slowly fraying nerves. Maybe if she turned away from him and started sweeping. She spun around, back facing him, her eyes glancing up to the excavating equipment sitting silently off to the side before catching two little ghastly float up from somewhere in the rubble pile. A heavy sigh escaped her causing her shoulders to drop. "Again? Really?"

Ever since the tower clean up ghosts and all manner of gremlin had been on the rise. While she was near certain that there weren't any ashes or remains kept inside to cause such unrest she was beginning to think that pieces of the tower had reached 100 years of age and had taken sentient form, an boy were they mad. However she didn't have time to mull over the details as she was addressed from behind. "Can you handle yourself, Eden Powers? Do shrine maidens get a lot of battling done?"

She looked back over her shoulder at him, eyes darting up and to the left for a moment in thought, "Not really why?" her words calm as she reached up rubbing the back of her neck smoothing some of the fly aways back up into her sweaty hairline.

"I don't think a broom is gonna be enough for some wild pokémon."

"Whut?" the statement catching her off guard as a biggen suddenly swooped down outta nowhere and started chasin the little gas balls all over the place. "Whut?! WHUT IN THE WORLD 'er YOU- STAPH!" Her hands had let go of the broom and came up smashing her palms to her cheeks as she watched the one sided battle in horror. Just as fast as it happened it, stopped and she was left standing there, stalk still as the clouds of dust blew across everything she'd just swept and cleaned that morning.
"What exactly does a shrine maiden do then? What can you do with the tower busted into a bunch of stone potato chips?"

".......Roy." She was going to kill him.

The look on her face said it all, she was clearly holding back a hurricane of damnation and curses that would require a two seater confessional and possible use of the current equipment still on the grounds and it was all for him. "I dunno who you think you are, but ya dun messed up. Big time." It was taking all she had to keep herself from lunging for his throat and squeezing it like a flower stem and watch his head drop backwards like a rag dolls.

Instead she took a deep breath, turned on her sandal clad foot and marched over to the shrine store house. "ZEN!" came an abrupt shout and in a swift motion she threw the door open listening to it slam against the white outer wall wishing it was Roy's head before stepping into the musty air that smelled of old paper and sandalwood and begun digging around inside.

"Are you trying to meditate?"

Her hands paused on the lid of a box, oh if only it was that easy. It'd been less than fifteen minutes an already he'd managed to not only destroy all her hard work but had gone off and fought a curse head on! Who in there right mind- she stopped realizing the error of her ways. She obviously had given him way too much credit.

"I'm just trying to protect my home, Eden Powers!"



Protect his- "YA DUN EVEN LIVE HERE YA LOON!" she yelled from inside the dark store house. 'Protect his home, the hell is he thinkin.' she shook her head. The only light coming from the upper windows and open door. Ah! There it was! She knew that old box of memorabilia was around there somewhere. Her fingers fumbled with the old newspaper protectant and used part of her pant ribbon to wipe out the dust. Luckily it only smelled of mothballs.

Five minutes later. . .


Eden made her debut from the shrine store house clad in her maidenly gear and sporting a gas mask of the by-gone days. The thing had to be fifty years old and had seen the war first hand. Sitting on her shoulder glimmering in slightly chipped white paint, a folded up tessen (war fan) embellished with an ornate gold leaf hilt and red tassel.


"ZEN!" she yelled again though it was severely muffled by the mask. Stomping her sandal foot on the stones twice like a knock the ground began to vibrate and the ghastly that had taken up residence inside the remaining rubble paused in it's flight over the mess and quickly darted back down into the chaos to hide.

The tremors only grew in magnitude as Eden stood patiently in the sun, the tessen waiting for it's moment as her glossy painted nailed tapped against the metal hilt in a rhythm that sounded like the melody of Dixie. The birds took flight from the forest trees, Murkrows crying out as they flew over head in distaste being chased out into the heat and begun circling like vultures curious to what was going on. Eden's mask covered head turned to the right, the sun glimmering off the large insect yellow eye lenses in a flare of testimony, guaranteeing it would protect the lovely set of black lashes behind its windows. Just then a shadow blocked out the sun for a moment before plummeting to the ground beside her in a heavy slam causing dirt and dust to kick up and roll like a fog.


Eden didn't bat an eye nor move, "Bout time you showed up." Her head tipping back as the giant black rock rose up on its lower stomach and glared down at her. "You at the mountain?" A low rumble of confirmation vibrated across the air leaving a sense of anxiousness before the tail slid around behind her protectively. Eden looked over her shoulder again to see Zen had discovered Roy. Normally this sort reaction wouldn't happen, but given the fact that she yelled for him and the scent of ozone was in the air on the shrine grounds, it didn't take much for the pokemon to put two n two together. "As much as I'd love ta see it happen I ain't in the mood for a'nother funeral." she reached out with her left hand rubbing over one of the many smooth dark gray stones that made up his tail. The two looked like some bizarre ancient war relic of yester-year summoned to battle once more in modern times. "We got another gas leak." she explained nodding towards the pile and grumbled. "I dunno where in the hell they're comin from! They just are!"


Zen looked down at her then over to the pile, "You take left side I'll take right aight?" she said moving into place as Zen slithered across the grounds on the opposite side of the tower. "Ya ready?!" she called out unable to see over top of the mess. An old angry "Onnnn" that sounded more like a rolling groan answered back. Taking the tessen off her shoulder she flicked it open in a metallic snap. The fan was big enough to span her entire forearm and cover her face. It also sported what appeared to be an orange-ish red circle for a sun and a black silhouette of Sprout tower from it's glory days. There was even a strip of calligraphy written down one of the spines on the opposite side. Eden's arm stretched out before dropping into a squat and begun fanning the air in to the fallen debris. Moments passed, the swift beats of Eden's wrist never faltered. "Ya see anythang yet?" she yelled and moved the fan to another open hole. Zen moved his head from looking under one of the roof eves to another spot trying to find the Ghastly and see if it was getting blown out of hiding.

"Are you coming to take me in, masked avenger?!"

.... She stopped swinging the fan into the mass of broken building and turned her head to look at him. Well that sounded guilty as sin. The sun shifted ever so slightly causing a flare to glisten off one of the insect looking eye pieces as she stared him down. Part of her wanted to say no and go back to trying to find the gas leak, the other half saw this as an opportunity to collect on his ass for bein a pissant.

"Maybe, maybe not. That all depends on you."
Normally she would've guided him over and into the shrine for his confessional, but given the fact he was two steps from becoming her own personal hell she decided to do it Alfresco. She slowly stood up out of her squat near the rubble, and swung the fan shut and pointing it at him. "Aight Roy, whut in the hell did you do?"


Immediately after the words left her mouth a thought occurred to her. What if he was guilty of something heinous? Did she really want to deal with that? It was too late now.


This section does not pertain to Roy

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Zen on the other hand rolled his beady black eyes and went back to checking every nook and cranny on his side for the Ghastly. Turning his head side ways so his eye could get a good look into the mess of broken support beams, shattered roof tiles and broken wall plaster. He found nothing but as he used his nose to nudge the broken pieces as gently as he could to try and startle it out of hiding.

The little ghastly however had other ideas as it darted around like a soot sprite in the shadows hiding behind the beams just after Zen had finished looking there. The old Onix however was not having any of it and was soon onto the game the ghost was playing. Using his tail to fake where he was checking he moved his head accordingly trying to spot the little devil that lurked somewhere out of his reach. If he could just get a good look at it.

"Yeah I know 'bout that last part, you dun already been told you should repect yer elders more 'n not do that sorta thang. One it ain't nice, an two, like my mammy said, 'You kin catch more flies with honey then ya can vinegar.' An you ya bully er just fulla piss in vinegar." the nugget of opinionated advice lobbed at him like a water balloon as she turned her head to look at the pile. "An iffen you dun been doin what I think you did yer ass is grass. 'm givin ya the benefit ta come clean on holy groun 'n change yer ways." Snapping the tessen back open she started fanning the rubble pile again to assist Zen in his strike and counter mission.

Roy's words didn't sit well with Eden, they sounded half finished like he was bluffing or making a mountain out of an ant hill. If he was trying to impress her he needed to workout more. She side glanced back over at him through the discolored lenses, boy didn't even look like he could lift an iron skillet. "What you doin goin around startin fights with the birds for anyway?" she asked having no idea who the Featherwits were, just that Mr. Pissant seemed to be out for everyone and everything around him. "The hells the point 'n that? Just throw some bread er french fries at em and they'll leave ya alone. An why you gotta go an act all proud throwin a monkey wrench inta peoples days 'n lives? That ain't nice Roy." The fan swapped hands, her arm moving to flip the fan vertically changing direction of the wind as the empty hand came to rest on her hip. The mask covered face turned back to look at him shaking her head, "You disappoint me Roy."

She turned back to the pile just as Zen's tail lifted a corner of the roof like turning over a stone. The little ghastly panicked hissing and darted about left and right in the shadows, "Zen Smack em before it-" suddenly the little noxious fume jerked towards Eden. She swung the tessen batting it away from her only to find it wasn't as young as she expected it to be. Just as her arm extended out completely to her side she found her fingers dropping the tessen to the ground in a metallic pie tin clang. The ghastly dangled from her wrist by it's tongue and she could feel her arm going numb up to the elbow. "AAAAHHH! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! FET IT OFF!" she squealed and flailed trying to use the tongue as a lever against the pokemon and slam it off the ground like grapefruit in a sock.

Zen's tail let go of the roof corner allowing the material to drop down in a slam and sudden rush of wind, dust and small debris as he zipped over like a snake towards his panicking girl. The rage etched into his charcoal features spoke in volumes as the ghastly hung dazed from Eden's wrist. In a sudden shake and blink it came too and found itself under the gaze of the one it was toying with earlier. Slowly the tongue unraveled from Eden's wrist and she swayed heavily from side to side stumbling back against Zen's tail that guided her in a lulling push towards Roy. Word's were not needed as the stone pokemon spared him a single look, as if to say 'Watch her.' Before turning it's attention back to the ghastly unsure if terror kept it in place or if it had forgot to take the opportunity to try and run until just then.

The ghastly zipped towards Zen's face, tongue hanging out as the pokemon dodged to the side allowing it to pass but using the momentum to bring it's tail around in a wide swing that hit the ghastly knocking it out of the grounds like a home run into the sun. Zen looked up following the doppler screeching as the climb gave out and the dizzying ghastly fell back down towards the earth.

Eden meanwhile trying to fight off the feeling of Novocaine that was coursing up her right side as she drunkenly leaned against Roy for support.