The Kanto Biregional Tournament: OPEN MINGLING LOG

[these_balls]

Who: Anyone and everyone! (for actual tournament battles, check here)
Where: Vermilion City & surrounding area.
When: Nov 5th to the 22nd, FORWARD- AND BACK- DATING FRIENDLY
Summary: It's the big tournament! Feel free to mingle, explore the city, or comment on the matches
Rating: PG-13 for poggleman violence.
Log:

Whether you're a tournament participant who's on break between battles, or just someone who'd made it all the way out to Kanto just to watch, there's something for everyone. Vermilion City is bustling with energy and excitement over these few weeks. Shops have been set up, selling all sorts of interesting looking merchandise, and the stadiums are brightly lit, even when there are no battles going on.

[INFO POST] [WINNERS POST]

Comments

open to meetups anywhere between the 5th and the 22nd!

[enjoymyatelier]

[After he'd lost (to a teenage girl, no less), Kayneth had spent about a day and a half sulking and being incredibly cross with his Pokemon (because clearly it hadn't been his fault they'd lost, not at all!!!). Well, the ones who'd lost, anyway-he was less cross with the ones who he hadn't been using in the tournament, but the fact that there was a limit on how much could train within Vermillion's general area per week, so he was incredibly cross with that particular bit of this situation, as well.

Also, the tournament (that he hadn't been allowed to advance in) had been rather expensive to enter due to the class he'd been assigned, and he was fairly consistently low on funds anyway...

Well. He had an idea of how to make money, but the thought of selling artwork he produced was aggravating his already severe headache. However, at this point, it was unavoidable for someone like him-it was more dignified than menial labor, and he wasn't simply about to offer clutches of eggs to the network without ensuring that they were high quality.

So, throughout the next week or so, he could be seen throughout Vermillion either eying up particularly scenic locations for inspiration or actually sitting down somewhere and drawing up a preliminary sketch-of one of his Pokemon, of course. That seemed to be a fairly popular subject, even if he was loath to pander like that.

Well, hey. He's actually pretty good. Maybe he'd be open to commissions? He is reasonably good at keeping up a facade of basic politeness... at least, he's better at it the further away from the fifth it is.]

[autocratic]

[ Saber is on her usual stroll with the Pokemon of her choice for the day, which is Machina the Metagross. Running on the high of her victories, she's actually been in a pretty good mood for an extended period of time. After all, she's getting attention, excitement, and entertainment from this exhilarating tournament. She'll just have to be strong and smart, and do as she always does: attain victory with guile and overwhelming force. ]

Mmm? [ She spots a familiar face down the way of her walk, and she blinks at what she is seeing. Moving closer, she recognizes who it is and stops only a few feet away from him. ]

What a sight this is. Relaxing your nerves by exercising your artistic craft, magus?

[enjoymyatelier]

[...well that is a voice he knows. It wasn't a shock by any means-he was drawing in public and therefore expected to be interrupted, and he'd seen Saber in the tournament fighting that one guy who looked kind of like a palletswap of him, come to think of it, so it hadn't messed up his drawing of his smug-ass Serperior or anything and therefore he could be pleasant.

Meeting her in person was a bit strange, though. She was much shorter than he'd been expecting, but he had enough tact (and self-preservation) not to mention this.]

Ah, yes, I am. I can't allow myself to get out of practice, after all.

[autocratic]

[ She maneuvers around him to get a better look at his drawing and hums in appreciation. She nods to herself. ] There is beauty and control within your strokes. You should feel honored; there are not many I would extend a good word towards over this difficult, yet expressive craft.

[ Because she clearly knows what she's talking about. Yup. ]

[enjoymyatelier]

[...it feels kind of strange to actually appreciate compliments for once. He knows it's because he's been here far too long, but... it isn't really unpleasant.]

That is quite the honor, coming from someone like you. Do you engage in this kind of art as well? You have more of a reputation as a musician than anything else, but...

[...well. Roman historians.]

[riastrad_ridire]

[Sloooooowly leaning over Kayneth's shoulder like the obnoxious thing he is.]

...Whaddya know, you've actually got some talent.

[enjoymyatelier]

[...he's not really surprised, given that his Solosis seemed to be looking at something over his shoulder...

...and oh it's a... servant... god, he doesn't even know how to deal with these here aside from maybe one]

It's been a hobby of mine for several years, so it stands to reason that I'd be good at it.

[riastrad_ridire]

[hi loser it's lancer 2.0]

Practice doesn't really go hand in hand with expertise. I've killed people that trained in combat their whole lives without breakin' a swear myself.

[lancer you little shit]

[enjoymyatelier]

[fucking lancers man...]

I never said that natural talent didn't play into things, did I? If you have very little of that, no amount of training is going to save you when you're up against someone immensely talented.

[failures]

[Guess how surprised Larry is when he's out looking for a place to sketch and actually finds someone else drawing too.

Answer: really excited.]

Heeeey, I didn't know there were more artists around. What an awesome coincidence!

[Don't mind him Kayneth, he's just going to sit near you with his armful of sketchbooks and pencils. And he's going to bug you too.]

This place really is perfect for inspiration, huh?

[enjoymyatelier]

[...who is this, exactly... they may have spoken a grand total of once, but Kayneth doesn't have the best memory for conversations like that, so, well...

...the fact that his Sigilyph saw this person coming prevented it from being too distracting, but he still can't help but be somewhat annoyed...]

Given that it's a fairly large city, it can't be called a coincidence that more than one artist would be here. If this place is as inspiring as you say it is, then it stands to reason that you'd find someone else using this place for that very purpose.

[failures]

[Larry mulls that over for a second.]

Hah, that's true. I just haven't seen any around in a long time, as weird as that sounds.

[He smiles in Kayneth's direction, completely oblivious that he might be annoying this man.]

Yep, you're the first I've seen in a while. I guess I just got a little over-excited.

[enjoymyatelier]

You certainly did, yes.

[...oblivious people...]

Honestly, I find that a bit difficult to believe. You'd think some of the natives would partake in art, as strange as they are.

[ex_cashcow493]

What are you doing?

[ Because unlike everyone else who's happened upon Kayneth, Saber has a hard time coming to terms with the fact that someone like him could make something so beautiful. ]

[enjoymyatelier]

[...oh, well

fuck. It was a Servant-one from his war, after closer inspection; it was pretty easy to assume she was Nero at first glance, but well... they had some rather obvious differences.

And while he felt he could deal with Nero on some level, this one was... well. She was his enemy in their world, for one, and while that hadn't prevented him from allying himself with Tokiomi he suspected he'd had several run-ins with her in the past Add that to the fact that he barely knew how to handle Servants in this particular location anyway...]

...I'm sketching, of course.

[...sketching his Petilil, to be precise, so there is a cute as fuck Pokemon in the general vicinity.]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Obvious differences... Kayneth, quit checking out her breasts. ]

Sketching. [ Saber repeats the word and takes a look once more. Was that a rare gasp of delightful surprise? ] That Pokemon is...

[ ]

I have never seen a Pokemon of that nature before. [ Good save, Saber. ]

[enjoymyatelier]

[they also have slightly different eye colors!!!

...also, you know...

...he totally must have imagined that, given that for this girl to be King Arthur she's got to be a complete hardass, but

if he didn't, it's a shame that he's going to remember jack shit upon returning, because that

seems like an exploitable weakness...]

You haven't? Well, they don't seem particularly common in Johto. I believe I caught this one during a swarm several months ago. However, I've seen some wild ones while training in this area-they seem to be somewhat common on Route 6, if nothing else.

[decrees]

[Logan doesn't do well in crowds. He used to have issues being around people, but time has thankfully helped with that. Still, he does like to take a break from being surrounded by so many people, which finds him away from the tournament and exploring the area. Vermillion would be fascinating if it weren't so crowded. Perhaps he'll return after the tournament is over and things have quieted down a bit.

He finds himself watching Kayneth sketching from a distance, finally approaching after he realizes that Kayneth is drawing one of his Pokémon.]

You're quite good.

[Hopefully you don't mind the interruption! It is still pretty early on in the tournament, after all... Sorry about that, Kayneth.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[...this one he doesn't actually see coming, because his Nidorina is asleep and therefore cannot get all A... PERSON...?

Nevertheless, it's not an interruption he takes huge issue with; the Nidorina's practically a still life, so...]

It's just a sketch, really. I've barely even started on it.

[...that may be a bit of a prickly answer, but it's more that he just doesn't do compliments most of the time, man...]

[decrees]

[Oh that's quite alright, it's not very often the King of Albion gives out compliments! He's used to being regarded with suspicion when he does give them out...]

I imagine the final work will be quite impressive, then. Is this just a hobby of yours or are you a professional?

[enjoymyatelier]

It's more of a hobby than anything else.

[The corners of his mouth lift slightly into a confident smirk.]

But really, I don't see why I should approach it with less dedication than I would if I were a professional. There's no point in letting this suffer simply because it's not my main focus.

[paladinlost]

[Well, Kayneth, you are in luck. On the eleventh, your new habit of drawing attracts the attention of a fellow artist! ...A very pink, fairy-like one.

She's a very polite watcher, at least. She stays far enough to be felt without making her presence too invasive, and she's also very quiet, carefully not making any noise or sudden gestures that might distract him or his current inspiration. If anything, she's studying his technique.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[Given that the Clefairy isn't being particularly distracting, Kayneth doesn't really notice her until his Sigilyph antsily starts drifting out of pose. Being a former sentinel, she doesn't have much of an issue noticing the Clefairy, and she wants to go investigate...!

...well, it's not like the Clefairy is intentionally trying to bother him, so he'll just... quietly try and signal for her to get back into pose...]

[paladinlost]

[Well, now, that's no good. Rosie's face takes on a scolding look; no breaking pose while your trainer is ~*creating art*~, missy! In fact, she even tries to imitate that pose as well as she can, as a reminder. ...Not that it's easy to tell, considering the great differences in limbs.

Cecil himself is currently too far away to tell her off, but not too far away to see what she's doing, if that very distant facepalm is any indication.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[...unfortunately, she doesn't quite get it. Being a former sentry with a curious streak, she keeps focusing on the Clefairy instead of her trainer, looking slightly confused. Well, as confused as some sort of Nazca bird can, anyway.

...well, Kayneth just sighs, sets his pencil down, and rubs his temple. This isn't the first time today something like this has happened... well, at least you tried, Rosie. Gold star.]