The adventures of Lion, Battler and the magical Spoilerdump.

[isthedeadcat]

Who: Those wacky Ushiromiyas isthedeadcat and veritadorata
Where: Dining area of the Cherrygrove Inn.
When: January 27th, as Battler arrives
Summary: Of all the people from Lion's (set of) world(s) who are here, Battler is probably the only person safe enough to hear this story. It's also pretty important, but never mind that.
Rating: PG-13 for incest mentions and BEATORIIIIICHEEEEE!!!11ONE

Log:

Lion wasn't exactly certain of what was going to happen next.

It had been nice to see a familiar face, even if that face was clearly from one of the other Fragments, and even if Battler had been pretty much convinced that he was delusional.
As someone who had the thought 'I must be delusional' more than a few times in the last weeks, Lion knew perfectly that waiting for things to settle and for Battler to assume that this was reality would be the best chance.

Offering some soup and promising to tell the story behind the seventh game was a bit of an involuntary action. Not that Lion regretted it, at least not yet, but it still had been a spur of the moment thing.
Lion, who was one for planning ahead as much as possible, wondered if that was the kind of things that a near death (or maybe complete death) experience did to the brain.

Well, at any rate, at this point thinking on what to say and what not to say was more important than anything. Lion carefully tucked in the three recently adopted pokémon eggs in the bed, using one of the leftover blankets as something of a nest, and sat to take some more notes.
The pokémon's reactions to the eggs were interesting and completely noteworthy. Julia had pretty much adopted the three as hers, and Ennis sometimes transformed into an egg and joined the others, probably asking for attention.


It was cold outside and it had been raining and hailing for a long while... Lion gave a sidelong look to the pokégear, hoping that Battler would make it to Cherrygrove safely.


[Feel free to actiontag this thing, as usual I just think prose posts are spiffy xD]

Comments

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Just nods, and finishes his soup... there's a dread feeling all around, and even when he was starving just moments ago, he's not sure his stomach can take it.]

I think I'll have a night snack before sleeping instead of more soup. Is your offer for a bath still on?

[isthedeadcat]

Yes, of course, just tell me when you are ready.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

I'm always ready!

[Grins at Lion as he stands up, and grabs his backpack... Gastly is still glaring at him]

[isthedeadcat]

Just a moment then. [Stands up to go and pay for the soup, and makes sure to leave a tip at the table, because THAT'S HOW LION ROLLS.

And then after a moment, Lion is back, ready to move when... Wow, that's a glare-y gastly.]

Maybe Trisa would like something to eat too? [Pauses, chuckles.] I'm not even sure if ghost pokémon eat, actually, do you?

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

She feeds on energy. And she had a banquet a little ago, so don't worry.

[Waits for Lion. Though Trisa looks like she's going to eat Battler |D]

[isthedeadcat]

[Oh, well, it was worth a try.]

This way, then.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Follows Lion to his room in silence. That ominous feeling is not gone...]

[isthedeadcat]

[Oh, my, I wonder why xD

As soon as they reach it, Lion opens the door to the room and lets Battler come in first.

The desk has a lot of papers with notes scattered all over, the bed has been turned into a nest housing four eggs (two of which look identical), and there is a hoothoot in the bedpost. STARING AT YOUR SOUL, Battler.

Other than that and a coat in a coat-hanger at first sight there is no sign of someone actually staying in this room because of how shiny and neat it looks.]

Please, come in.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Takes mental notes of everything. EVEN YOU, JULIA.]

Thanks...do you even sleep in here?

[isthedeadcat]

[JULIA STARES STARES AND STARES. JULIA KNOWS YOU WANT TO CHECK LION'S UNDERWEAR DRAWER TO UNCOVER THE MYSTERY.]

It's important to have an organized workspace.

There are towels in the bathroom, so go ahead and use it... [And then adds as an afterthought.] Do you have the change of clothes that the mother lady gave you when getting here? Maybe you can change into those while we get your clothes cleaned up.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[...HE WILL.]

This is not an organized workspace, this is a militarized room... [Chuckles quietly.] My room's always a mess, I admire all of you who can keep a room clean.

[Leaves the backpack on the floor and takes out the clothes (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Rich_Boy_%28Trainer_class%29) that woman gave him.]

...at least they're cool. Wish me luck in the shower~!

[isthedeadcat]

[YOU WILL NOT SURVIVE JULIA'S RAGE.]

I don't have many possessions anyway... The room will liven up once the babies are born, anyway, and I don't want to leave anything dangerous close to them.

[And chuuckles.] Good luck, Battler.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Flashes a grin before going into the bathroom... and his face goes back to a blank book. He was sure Lion was a piece on this new riddle, but maybe not the only one. He had tried hard not to think in Beato and her surprised face to see him... not to mention the fact she didn't remember anything that had happened to them. In a way, it was nostalgic to see her being the rude old her, but...

No, he couldn't think like that. It was dangerous. Everyone was a word in the riddle. Everything.]

[isthedeadcat]

[Lion is really not giving much thought to this. The plan was the same regardless of Battler thinking this was a delusion or not, was it?

So Lion just waits sitting on the bed, checking the egg's temperatures to make sure that the children are all right. This cold was terrible, but the place wasn't that bad... And the promise was still being kept.]

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

...Cousin?

[isthedeadcat]

[Looks at the bathroom door, but otherwise makes no movement.] Yes?

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Can I use your sponge?

[isthedeadcat]

[Oh, Battler. This is totally the you Lion remembers, even if sorcerer and interdimensional.] Only if you clean it afterward.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

And can I use your soap and shampoo~?

[isthedeadcat]

You can use everything in the bathroom except for my toothbrush, as long as you leave it back in the place it was before.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Can I smell your towel?

[isthedeadcat]

I had the towel replaced before you arrived.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Boring.

[isthedeadcat]

I just wanted you to have a clean towel for your bath. [Ha ha ha.]

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Aaah, I'll be out in a second...