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Inside Dragonspiral Tower, AU!Unova
Maekrite is led by a squad of guards towards the highest floors of the Tower and from there to the summit. Not a long distance behind, Milo, Kat and Teala are following.
Guard!Druddigon #2: <Mmph. Hope you've got your testimony ready, pincushion.>
Kat: <Okay... Maekrite... Look... Just... Don't say anything stupid, okay?>
Maekrite: <…I'll try. ¬¬>
Milo: <I don't see that wor-oooof!> -- is club'd by Kat, who then gives a brief look at Teala.
Maekrite looks around for Teala, as if asking for advice.
Maekrite: <So, uhm... I kinda missed the dragons's visit to Johto... are they, uhm, nice?>
Teala: <Uh... Well... They SEEMED like they were... And they ARE our gods... It's just that they can be... Kinda...>
...and shifts uneasily.
<…Rash... I mean, you HAVE heard of their legends, right?"> ._.
Maekrite -drops ears: <…Silent was talking about them but I was too busy getting food for the two of us.> -- gulps.
Suddenly the group stops; the leading Mienfoo, leering, points the Nidorino to an opening towards a vry large and darkened room, where two pairs of eyes are glaring towards the entrance, in waiting.
Guard!Mienfoo: <You're up.>
Maekrite nods and is shoved by the Mienfoo, walks slowly ahead to meet the two Legendaries. As he does, his ears pick something up in the surroundings. All around them, all along the walls of the chamber, there is the presence of many mons pushed against the walls, as if waiting, fearing, for something.
Background Baby Trapinch: <Mom that doesn't look like a Lairon...>
Background Dratini Guard: <Hope they make him breakfast. Would serve as a lesson.>
Milo -walks in: <Uhm... Did they just talk about making Maekrite into a MEAL? Isn't that kinda... Harsh?> ._.
Kat: <Well, it certainly wouldn't end well for anyone...>
The two mons and Teala are pointed to a position near the entrance, where they go wait disappearing into the shadows as well. Everthing falls into silence, broken only by the sound of two large creatures breathing roughly and steadily, and that of feathers bristling.
Maekrite awaits near the center of the chamber. Suddenly the two pairs of eyes move forwards, the bodies of the two godly dragons taken with powerful steps, revealing more of their features as they inspect the Nidorino.
Zekrom: <Hrm? Who is this?>
A Mienshao captain of the outside guard steps in and kneels to Zekrom and Reshiram, not without some difficulty, still healing from his paralysis...
Chief Mienshao: <Lords, we captured this Nidorino who attempted to breach this sanctum several times.>
He punctuates with shoving Maekrite and muttering to him to step forward and bow, which Maekrite does.
Zekrom: <Hrm? Breach? Do explain.>
Reshiram: <…What did he do to merit this? Zekrom and I aren't averse to visitors if they come peacefully...>
There's some muttering across the audience.
Maekrite: <Uhm...> -- looks around warily.
Chief Mienshao: <That's the point Our Lords. He didn't listen to orders to leave, insisted on trespassing, VANDALIZED SACRED ORNAMENTS and then attacked our staff violently.> -- points to a group of still-somewhat-battered mons in the background -- <Some of our guard are still recovering.>
Background!Druddigon: <Yeah, and he's painted loco.>
Background!Mienfoo: <I still see the world spin when I turn around a corner...>
The two dragons take a look at the pointed to members of the audience, then tower over the Nidorino and the guard Mienshao.
Zekrom: <Those are some serious allegations.>
Reshiram: <Indeed, if you've been picking fights with our servants, we WILL have to do something abou- Wait...">
At that the dragon inches just a bit closer, inspecting the Nidorino. After a moment, noticing the particular "paint" on his quill coat, the dragon kinda-sorta elbows his partner.
Reshiram: <Zekrom... Do you see that?>
Inching closer and appearing skeptical:
Zekrom: <An EX-mon...?> -- spreads his arms, claws clenched -- <…What brings one of you here? You WERE better behaved to the one who blessed you so, yes?> -- prompts Maekrite with a roar.
Elite Mienshao -hunches over: <…Ewhat?>
Maekrite leers back at the chief Mienshao, somewhat hesitantly, then sits before Reshiram and Zekrom.
Maekrite: <I've been brought by all that is happening outside. My name is Maekrite and I was bathed by our Lord Frith– [Ho-Oh], you might know Him as.>
There is more of a muttering among the audience, in particular some visiting Pokémon invited to the audience.
Maekrite: <…And I'm much well behaved and respectful. I just NEE-...> -- gulps -- <needed to come see you.>
Reshiram: <That doesn't seem to match up with what we've been hearing, not al all...>
Aside among the group, Kat climbs to a nearly rock and pokes Teala softly.
Kat: <Psst! Teala! I think that he could probably use a defender!>
Teala: <E-Eh?! M-Me?!> -- shies down -- <B-But–>
Kat: <You're familiar with all of this, right? I think you'd be able to make more of an argument than I or weasel boy could!>
Teala: <I... I'll try...>
She has to collect some moral strength before stepping forwards and issuing a call.
Teala: <M-My lords, this is all a big misunderstanding!>
…And attracts the attention of everyone present, in particular the two dragons.
Teala -o.o: <Er... U-Um... I...I meant to ask and not interrupt like that?>
Maekrite looks back worried as Teala steps in, and seems to blush a little.
Elite Mienshao -crosses arms: <Ah, and what do you know to speak like this, without being summoned?>
Teala: <I-I... Uh...>
Reshiram -notices and relaxes: <Oh! You came back!>
Zekrom: <The Nidorino is with you? How have we not seen him with you in the past?>
Kat and Milo step forwards a little as well. A bit smugly, the otter Pokémon turns to the Mienshao.
Milo: <You should probably work on your memory span there. WE'VE got a history here!> >:)
…And is promptly smacked-
Milo: <OW!>
Kat: <Don't derail this, weasel boy!>
The Mienshao chief glares at Milo and is about to instruct a couple of background guards to pull him back, but decides against it with a chuckle when Kat takes care of that matter. Maekrite looks a bit confused at what is going on, then returns his attention to Reshiram and Zekrom.
Maekrite: <Lords, I've been on errand on my faraway land, taking care of my Trainer.>
Chief Mienshao: <My, somemon here has some sense of respect to authority.> -- glares at Maekrite.
Reshiram: <And where does this ruckus fit into all of this?>
Teala: <Uh... If I heard things right, I THINK it was a series of overreactions?> ._.
Zekrom -spread wings somewhat menacingly: <…I am a bit dubious, but fine... let's see where this goes.>
Zekrom -to Maekrite: <Can you tell us in your words why you are here and why our servants are so upset with you?>
Maekrite bliks, looks hesitant and peeks back to Kat, struggling to get the words right.
Maekrite: <I've been taking care of my Trainer in our travel to Angela. But one day… everyone turned into Pokémon.>
-looks around, noticing the mutter has now turned into full fledged conversations, if brief and inquisitive tone.
<Things outside became a mess. Trainer needed to be safe… and we both needed [answers]. Some dragons were talking about gods, I thought... this was the place to ask.>
At that moment, a Druddigon guard comes into the chamber and stands somewhere in the background, near Kat and Milo's place. Milo berudgingly looks up to greet the Druddigon, then notices that the Pokémon already looks fairly annoyed… at the small Nidoran clung to the top of his crest,
Milo: <…Speak of the devil!>
Silentran♂: <…Finally made it here.> -- recognizes Kat -- <Oh hai!>
Vehicle!Druddigon -leers up: <You should be more respectful... told you like six times already.>
Kat: <... Wait, I didn't remember him being this much of a handful when he was human...> ._.
Maekrite -ears flicker, in a low tone of voice: <Kittens tend to be like that. And he has much of an exploring personality.> --sighs- <Unfortunately...>
Reshiram -ignores what is going on: <Go on...>
Maekrite: <Uhm, sorry, yes…> -- scratches an ear -- <I recalled from… uh, a friend, that this Tower was a place where gods were worshiped and mons lived in order.>
-Sighs.
<So I tried to get an audience with you. Things kinda... got derailed from there.>
Silentran♂ -waves a paw at Kat: <Hey! What is going on?>
Kat: <Maekrite... Kinda got into an altercation...> >_>
Zekrom: <"Derailed" how?>
Silentran♂ -thumps: <...An altercation? That's bad, he's not supposed toeeeeeeee~>
Vehicle!Druddigon -shakes: <Hey you, shut up! You are in presence of our Lords!>
The chief Mienshao presents himself and points to the Nidorino
Chief Mienshao: <He was told that he would not be granted access. Instead of obeying, he looked for every way of sidestepping our command.>
-grunts.
<He eventually resorted to violence, not to mention other... unspeakable acts.>
Maekrite -raises a paw: <In my defense, I was only faking having a bathroom call so that I would be left alone and could infil–… er, access the Tower.>
Reshiram -crosses arms: <... And this all stemmed from?>
Teala: <Well... Er... Uh... Did you want to tell them, Maekrite?>
Chief Mienshao: <He desecrated SACRED RELICS my Lords!>
Maekrite -shies a bit: <It was just a pebble...>
Meanwhile, Silentran♂ jumps repeatedly waves his paw in the direction of the two dragons, trying to get their attention, all this despite not very faint growls from the Druddigon below him telling him to stay quiet.
Reshiram: <... WHAT.>
Zekrom: <Are you SERIOUS?>
The entire cave resonates with the roars of the two dragons; with their posture suddenly having assumed an unfriendly tone, all the conversation that was going down in the cave quickly and summarily dies down. Maekrite and the leader Mienshao can't help but shiver.
Chief Mienshao -looks more than a bit frightened: <E-e-eeh.... well, it was a de-de-decorative stone… that was hidden by the… snow, and, uhm... w-we, well, kinda don't have… uh, signs.>
For a response he only gets the somewhat hardened breath of the two dragons. With some courage he straightens himself up.
<But still! He attacked an entire troop of guards and mauled them horribly! What kind of Pokémon fights like that!>
Zekrom: <Rrgh... All of you, GROW UP!>
Reshiram -arms and wings extended: <Okay, YOU and the other guards need to [label] the relics better if you want to be this defensive about them!>
Zekrom: <Look, we have tourists and refugees here!> >:(
-To Maekrite-
Reshiram: <And YOU need to find more diplomatic solutions to your problems! Fighting over a pebble! What nonsense!>
Silentran♂ starts leaping harder and growling to try and get the attention of the dragons, while the Druddigon, now getting irked, starts trying to shove him off his crest.
Meanwhile, still facepalming...
Zekrom -groans: <There IS something that would make this not a COMPLETE waste of our time... YES?>
Maekrite shies and pushes himself to the ground, ears flattened. The Mienshao chief, meanwhile, backs away a couple of steps and looks at his battered troop asking for some sort of morale boost.
Of course, all the residents start backing out.
Random Golett: <Uhm... I have an Oran Berry tree to grow...>
Visiting Dragonite: <I have to finish my hax returns...>
Student Mienfoo: <I'm exent of this, right? I have to practice Aura Sphere...>
Random Dratini -looks around nervously: <A window! A window! My evolution for a window!>
At Zekrom's question, a certani Nidoran starts clawing and thumping on the crest of his perch harder, which finally gets on the Druddigon's nerves.
Vehicle!Druddigon -irked: <…Would you CAN IT FOR ONCE DAMN IT!>
There are many gasps as the attention of many mons, and that of two angered pairs of eyes, turn to the poor Druddigon. The poor Pokémon then realizes he has spoken loudly before the two Taos, and shivers.
Reshiram -leers clearly: <I presume that that was not directed to US, yes?>
Vehicle!Druddigon -gulps: <U-uh, no… no..> -- swallows hard -- <t-this Nidoran that came along with the Nidorino...> -- sighs -- <has been getting on my nerves, sorry!> ._.
Silentran♂ -stands up atop the Druddigon: <May I request a favor from the Taos?>
The two dragons exchange looks, turning from being irked to surprised; then Reshiram steps forward.
Reshiram: <And that would be?">
Silentran♂: <We came here looking for information about why everymon has been turned into mons. He> -- points to Maekrite -- <can actually explain where do our concerns come from.>
Zekrom: <Fine. Go on...>
Maekrite looks aside for a moment then sits again and bows to the Taos.
Maekrite: <Some weeks ago... well, all humans we found were turned into Pokémon somehow. In various places.> -- points to the "outside" -- <Some [dragons] came around, telling stories about themselves and gods.>
Silentran♂: <We tried, but in the chaos we couldn't get any better word.>
Knowing where the conversation goes, the dragons exchange solemn looks. Maekrite sweats and looks very hesitant at what he is about to ask.
Maekrite: <I was fearing when they said that they were the Gods and, uhm… wondered, if…> -- shakes defensively -- <If you have done this.>
The mood in the room turns rather sour, with some mons bickering around divine rights and other stuff. The dragons spend a time of silence before responding.
Reshiram: <No... We haven't. We know what you speak of, though...>
Maekrite -blinks: <You know…?> -- stares up -- <You know who did this?>
Zekrom: <... Yes... A group of thug dragons, we are sorry to say…> -- shakes head -- <that have managed to get their claws on technology that abandoned this world before we even came to it.>
Maekrite and Silentran♂ listen to the Taos, the apparent younger Nido stands on his hindlegs in an instinctive fighting stance.
Silentran♂: <Ancient technology? B-but...>
The Nidorino lets out what can be more or less interpreted as a half-respectful roar.
Maekrite: <B-b-but... How did they turn everymon?>
Silentran♂: <Do you know what dragons did this? Are they a group? Do they have a name?>
Zekrom: <…We don't know all of them... Just that the leader of a group that some of our guards belong to is one of their number.>
At this response, several mons in the chamber share uneasily and guilty looks. Zekrom is quick to shut down the muttering with a half-reasurring growl.
Reshiram: <In retrospect, perhaps I should have pressed that messenger for more information before banishing him.>
Background!Druddigon: <That would be Quostiid, our clan's leader.>
Teala: <... Wait... Since when did we ever keep in touch with our clan?> ._.
Background!Druddigon: -shrugs: <Beats me. They got kinda active a few months ago.>
Maekrite turns around and leers at the guard Druddigons in the background, assuming a battle position.
Maekrite: <So you're saying you host those elil here?>
Silentran♂ -paws on the vehicle Druddigon: <...Language!>
Teala: <Uh... Maekrite... That's not how it works...>
The chief Mienshao meanwhile shoves Maekrite for his behaviour.
Milo: <... Eh?>
Teala: <All of the dragons here are part of a clan called the “Opal Roar”. It's not unlike Kat's 'tribe' or your 'colony'.> -- shits around -- <Just spread out more... and, we don't usually do much with them. They think we're weird...">
Maekrite: <…Weird? -Oh.> -- sighs.
Silentran♂: <Clans you say?> -- thinks for a moment -- <What, would they have something like that back in Johto?>
Maekrite picks that, looks nervous and turns back to Zekrom and Reshiram, who look at each other.
Maekrite: <Lords, where are the dragons attacking?>
Zekrom: <If what our servants tell us is true... Then they are there too, yes.>
The dragons move around slowly.
Reshiram: <We know not what the full scope of the activities of these ruffians... But if their language is anything to go by, it appears that they have their designs on the entirety of this world.>
At that Silent looks very worried, and starts the (somewhat arduous) task of climbing down the Druddigon, who looks barely a bit more relaxed at seeing that.
Maekrite -shakes head down: <…I should head back, be helping my warren.>
After a moment Silent hops his way down and towards the two Tao dragons and introduces himself with the usual paw-waving salutation, which, admittedly, manages to catch the attention of the two towering Pokémon.
Silentran♂: <Okay, here's what I don't understand. You two did roar your discontent with what happened a year ago...>
Zekrom -shies away: <Blugh... I was dreading that you were going to ask that...>
Reshiram -stares the Nidoran down: <…It's an unsatisfying answer... Even for us…>
Seeing this, Silentran♂ sits obediently; so does Maekrite after some hesitation. However the guard from before steps ahead and inquires to the Taos if he should remove the Nidoran (as the scene is specifically a trial). Kat and Milo look ahead worriedly.
Reshiram: <It's OK… for the moment.> -- steps back to give Zekrom some ground.
Zekrom: <Apparently, the Vow that protects humans and the mons that travel with them from each other's actions... does nothing to protect MONS from each other's actions...>
Reshiram: <…We attempted to take matters into our own hands... But a simple attempt to scare off these ruffians didn't... Pan out.>
The two dragons look around at their audience, themselves representatives of the world outside.
<An attempt to be more forceful would likely be disastrous… Zekrom and I have had a history of underestimating our own strength... You may remember an example of that from a year or two before this...>
Maekrite -concerned: <...I do. Though to be honest I wouldn't mind if some dragons burned to ashes…>
Silentran♂: <Hey... you had to be capable... they did specifically attack humans, yes?>
Maekrite turns to Teala's group somewhat puzzled- <...How many human-mons do you think there are around here?>
Kat: <The police haven't been able to find any beyond a couple people that happened to be deep underground when that... Thing went off.>
Teala -shakes head: <My guess is, this probably is going on wherever those devices have been activated..."> ._.
At that moment the Mienshao chief steps in, standing besides the Nidorino.
Mienshao Chief: <Uhm, my Lords, this is news only for the Nidorino I realize.> -- looks down at Maekrite -- <Now that he is informed, I think his punishment shall be discussed as was the purpose of this interview...> -- crosses arms.
Zekrom: <Hmm... Very well, then...>
Maekrite: <…Oh dear...>
The two dragons exchange looks and gestures for a moment.
Reshiram: <These charges are not trivial... But given the... Complicating circumstances... I believe there is grounds for SOME leniency...>
Background!Druddigon: <I still think he should be nomed.>
Zekrom: <There's a human term for what this punishment is called...> -- shuffles around, thinking -- <When the punished completes tasks for the people as a misaggraviation.>
Reshiram -ruffles feathers: <Ah, commu-something.>
Teala -sweats: <Er... Community Service, my Lord.>
Silentran♂ -sweats more: <....> ._.
The Nidoran flashbacks at the terms 'community service'... Maekrite meanwhile lowers his head and rolls his eyes, remembering his personal history with the term as well.
Zekrom: <"Ah! Right! That will be your punishment!">
Maekrite: <Not this hr-....> -- bits his figurative lips.
Reshiram: <To repay our servants for the trouble you've caused them, you shall assist them with their endeavors... Uh...> -- to Zekrom -- <What's a reasonable amount of time, Zekrom?>
Zekrom: <72? That's 3 full days, is it not? And he won't be serving all of the hours in a day...>
Maekrite is about to complain but he is shoved by the smaller Nido, though the Mienshao notices.
Mienshao -crosses arms: <By all means, complain.>
There is some uproar in the background.
Background!Druddigon: <No fair! He made quite a mess.>
Background!Mienfoo: <He two-shot my father!>
Background!Golett -absentmindedly: <I wasn't there for the battle, I'd just like to have somemon else do all my work.> -- waits for a moment, processes -- <Maybe I shouldnt have said that out loud.>
In effect, he gets quite some stares from the other mons, in particular the subset of the most bruised ones.
Zekrom -sighs loudly: <What would YOU suggest for a length of service, then?>
All the various mons there shrink visibly Silentran♂ turns to Kats group asking for advice.
At least one mon makes himself useful though - a Golurk that goes take a look at one of the exits of the cave.
Guard!Golurk: <...No more than a week. Thaw should be done by then.>
Kat: <I don't think that we should try and fight this one too much. I mean, he DID get into a fight with the local guards. So it was kinda inevitable there'd be trouble.>
The two dragons exchange a quick conversation, then turn to the audience.
Reshiram: <A week is fine for us.>
-To Maekrite-
Reshiram: <You will be reporting to the mons that hold grievance with you. After all, THEY are the ones in particular you have wronged... It is fitting that they should instruct you as to how you should assist them.>
Maekrite thinks about it for a moment, but decides to swallow his pride. He's done that before.
Maekrite: <I'll accept this. May I… request accomodations for the Nidoran in the meantime?>
Vehicle!Druddigon -grumbles: <Not with me, or I'll quit this job.>
Reshiram seems to notice the hesitation in the Druddigon -not to mention in other mons around - and allows hismelf a chuckle. Zekrom remains more focused on the matter at hand.
Zekrom: <If he needs caretakers, you're welcome to have acquaintances watch over him. I see that you already have a few that have come to support you...>
The Mienshao chief stands aside and points to Teala's group.
Mienshao: <Yeah, we can see you know them. You,> -- points to no one in the group in particular -- <will take care of the Nidoran in the meanwhile.>
Vehicle!Druddigon -sighs relaxed: <Good! He's YOUR problem now!> -- points at Milo and then scurries away as fast as his body lets him.
Milo: <…> -- ._.
-Crosses his arms-
<... Great... Some reward for being supportive, here...> >.<
Silent bows to the Taos then hugs Maekrite, the Nidorino hugs and licks him back. That's the part where Teala's heart would be melting or something. In fact...
Teala -thinks: <Aww... He's really not taking this that well... Is he...? Maybe... I could help him? I mean... I'm terrible at being a guard... But... But!>
She itches to move forward.
<It can't HURT, can it?>
And she does, in fact, decide to move forwards.
Teala: <Um... My lords...? Is it permissable for the defendant to have someone work alongside him?>
Zekrom: <Well yes.> -- stops cold, blinks -- <I mean, I see no harm in it... But... The weather isn't exactly COMFORTABLE for mons like–>
Teala -eagerly: <I... I know that... But... I feel as if he could use a little help.>
Kat raises an eyebrow at Teala's tone. The two dragons exchange some quick gestures.
Reshiram: <Provided that he serves his sentence, I think that that is acceptable.>
Maekrite looks surprised and worried at Teala.
Maekrite: <Uhm... y-you should not be doing this. It's not that cold outside, but…> -- finds himself at loss of how to continue the sentence-
Meanwhile, the Mienshao leader addresses the Taos.
Mienshao: <Lords, it is fine then that we close this trial? I would, uhm...> -- shifts uncomfortably -- <like to ask something private.>
Zekrom: <Very well, the defendant is sentenced and dismissed.>
A gesture from Zekrom summons some guard Golett who surround the Nidorino and, after a moment of brief conevrsation of him with Silentran♂, lead him out of the chamber. Meanwhile, Kat's group is called to another part of the chamber where they are addressed by one of the instructors in the tower.
Instructor!Druddigon -growls to Teala: <You better start getting ready. Move to the lower floors tonight and you'll begin your assistance tomorrow.>
Teala: <Understood...">
And Teala obediently heads off, prompting Kat and Milo to look at her quizically before following.
Kat: <... Did we do the right thing letting her do that?> ._.
Milo: <Hey, stop feeling so sorry for HER. WE'LL have our paws full here, too!> >_<
Silent meanwhile runs to reach besides Milo and Kat and starts assaulting them with questions, ears raised.
Silentran♂: <Guys! Kat! Haven't seen you in a while! How are things going? Where is Tracer? Have you been here for long? Where do I get food? What about PEFE?> -- turns to Kat -- <Are you finally married yet?> -- and continues asking questions.
Kat: <... What?"> O///O
Milo >_<: <See what I mean now?>
And the quartet heads off...
“Thou hast forgotten the face of thy Lord. Remember, mortal, and fear pet me.”