The Element's of Nature

Gya was walking into town with Ruby walking next to him, her bandanna's ties flowing free in the wind. He hears a lot of chatter coming from the town and he sees a sign on the side of the street saying a festival was in place. They grin and walk forward, seeing a girl staring at a ton of books in one of the stands along the road. He grinned and held his hand over his eyes as he looked around the crowd, seeing many flying types above their heads, soaring free in the sky. His attention turns back to the ground and he walks over to the book stall and starts to browse through the collection there.

"You like reading?" He says glancing over at the girl next to him, noting her eyes sparkling in excitement as she continued to flip through the novels collected.

 

I see her surprised face when she looks at me, but she quickly goes back to looking at the books. I decide to do the same and I see a manga on the shelf nearest me(Assuming there is manga, I'm guessing there is. I mean, come on, if you weren't a trainer, what else would you do?) and I pick it up and start flipping through the pages. I put it back, bored, and I survey everything around me. People walking around the street in many different colors, different Pokémon walking by their trainers, and many many stalls scattered around the place. I then turn back to the girl and state evenly,

"I'm actually not used to crowds like this, and I'm not sure why I'm talking to you without telling you my name. It's Gya, and this is my partner, Ruby. What's yours?"

 

Casey walked down the street, his hands on the back of his head, earbuds in his ears, whistling an upbeat tune. Poseidon, his Vaporeon, walked beside him, grinning toothily and he took in his surroundings. Chihiro the Floette sat on Poseidon's head, clutching her flower tightly and looking around nervously. Casey chuckled and patted the small fairy's head. His gaze then drifted over to a stall selling books and two people, a guy with hair similar to his and a pretty darn good-looking blonde girl holding a Sylveon. Not wanting to be antisocial, he walked over to them. He wasn't sure why, but he felt a weird connection to them.

OOC: One tiny thing- Casey's a flirt. Forgot to mention that. XD

 

Gya was just standing there, looking through the books, before he felt a slight change in the atmosphere around him. As if energies that were related to his just focused him in the middle of them. He felt an odd connection to the girl in the first place, and when he looked right, he saw a guy with hair similar to his standing there. He felt the same connection with him as he did the girl next to him, so he decided to speak up.

"You like reading too? Also, before you ask, names Gya." The air around the festival started to heat up as he reached out to shake the newcomers hand.

 

Gya looked at the Manga Angel picked for him , and it seemed his style and seemed interesting enough. Then she mumbled 'Ow...' and his ears perk up.

"What's wrong?" He asks curiously.

 

Gya was curious when she mentioned a forest, so he decided to delve deeper, but cautiously. Then she went frantic, looking for her hat while her red hair flew out over her left eye.

"Woah, what's with the red? It's unlike the rest of your hair, and either way, why hide it? I have the exact same deal with my hair, but I leave it open for the world to see. And also, your hats on the top of the stall, caught on a loose part of the boards that keep it up." I say pointing upwards as I see it.

 

Gya noted how she was acting and that she was primarily being shy, but she was still acting slightly open to them,

"Yeah, I have to admit, that look suits you better in my eyes." he then sits down on the ground and relaxes much more than he already was before. " Also, is this your first time dealing with a crowd of people this big as well?"

 

Gya sees the aura Pokémon standing next to Angel defensively, but he pays that no mind. What he does pay attention to is how she's acting. She doesn't seem nervous anymore, so he stands. He wanted to get his main question out of the way first, so he does.

"Earlier, you mentioned a forest. Does that mean you live in a forest, or you were just stuck in a forest for a long time. Also, were you raised by Pokémon? If so, you're not in the same boat." He waits for her response, while busting up laughing on the inside. "I'm just pulling your tail. There's no way you could be raised by Pokémon, you're way too well taught. If you were, then you'd at least have to have a trainer or human at least to show you how to read and talk. I had Flannery for that...."

 

Gya was surprised to hear that, and he was confused about the 'Pokémon needing help' bit, but he decided to search no further.

"Sorry if I crossed lines that weren't supposed to be crossed, it must be more personal than you lead on. But so you know, I lived almost the exact same way. Being raised by Pokémon is.... well, it's interesting, I'll give it that." He says, turning on his heel to go and walk off to explore the rest of the festival.

 

Alessio arrived at the town to see a carnival going on. He stopped with a mighty hesitation when he saw the huge crowd of people scurrying around lively. Shishi and Blitz, who were sitting on his shoulders, looked at him a bit irritated from the sudden halt. A little grey and red head popped out of his bag with curiosity, which belonged to Kiki, a Zorua. Kiki saw all of the people and hid his head back into Alessio's bag.

Alessio stared at the crowd trying to decide if he should leave or quickly get done with his errands. As he surveyed the crowd, he saw a group of three people and had a quick feeling of deja vu. He stared at them for a little while with a quizzical look on his face, then quickly turning his head to another direction hoping not to get noticed.

He finally let out a big sigh, and walked towards the Poke-Mart to get the supplies he needed. He dug most of his face into his hoodie hoping no one would engage conversation with him.

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Damien lied his head on the ground as a surge of Vertigo came over him. Hunters or poachers, he's not sure what they are, but for some reason they want him dead, or at least, away from the area. They had shot him with a poisonous dart, and the worst effects started to hit him hard. He could tell the poison they used was not an average poison as it gave him hallucinations and nausea. He continued to lie in the forest, preying that the poison they had shot into him would go away soon.

 

Gya was starting to walk through the festival before he felt a sudden pull in his mind pointing him to the Poke-Mart for some reason. He gripped his head in irritation before he walks to it, since either way, there was a small cafe next to it. He walked in to buy some potions and maybe some bags of berries before he sees a guy in the back looking at something that was obscured from his view. He stares for a second while feeling a strange connection with this new person as well, then he just shrugs it off and returns to looking for items. He grabs a couple of potions, a few Figy berries, and some oran berries, then he has the clerk ring it up, he pays for it, then he walks back to the stall where Ruby was. He throws a Figy berry over to her and she eats it happily.

"Did either of you see or some how feel that guy who just walked into the Poke Mart a couple minutes ago? He was around my age, and was wearing black and red." He says to the two looking at all of the books there, and there was a lot for such a small stall.

 

Alessio was looking at some berries to buy for his Pokémon when he saw someone looking at him out of the corner of his eye. He started to panic on the inside and froze where he was, still looking at the selection of berries. He made sure that he kept his face buried in his hoodie. The moment the person was there felt like a year to him.

When the person left, he actually concentrated on what berries he should buy. He decided he should buy some Oran, Pecha, and Rawst berries in case of emergencies. You never know when these'll come in handy, he thought to himself.

He continued to look at other selections when the person that was staring at him came into his mind. When he re-imagined the person staring at him, he felt a wave of deja vu again. It could've been one of the people from the group of three I noticed earlier... he thought. He shrugged it off, saying to himself that he's probably just being paranoid.