ohmyarceus | January - February Test drive

They do have their charm.

[Even if he had no idea how they could possibly be useful in a battle, he couldn't find fault in them just for existing. They were living beings after all.

Ulaz too didn't recognize Romelle for who she was, but he did recognize the markings of an Altean. Apparently they were human enough that they didn't have to change species the way he had... but that it easier to tell.

Poochyena looked up at her from its nap on the other side of Ulaz, but quickly curled back up again. Nothing too exciting. They weren't battling at the moment]

Yes, I have arrived only recently. It is all quite strange.

[He was unable to keep his attention completely off the fact she had Altean markings and realizing that he was staring, he just went for the question rather than beating around the bush]

You are Altean?

[Yes, those were very good tells indeed, considering Ulaz had never really seen that in most of the races that they had knowledge of. It was something decidedly Galran as far as he was aware.

He did hear the very faint comment before the other started speaking. He was almost positive who he was speaking to, but he didn't was to presume either]

Knowledge or death.

[Well, he was at least fairly certain that he was speaking with another Blade]

I see. That is interesting information. Given how little I have seen of this world so far, I will take your word as to why this has happened. But certainly agree about the Pokemon partners.

[He'd only had this little guy for maybe an hour and he would already protect him with his life]

Knowledge or death. It's so good to see another sibling Blade here. Brother Keith is here, but I don't get to see him often.

[For reasons that he's not going to burden someone with right on arrival. But he does adjust the camera view to a more wide shot of what could be a cozy little apartment, with lots of Pokemon hanging around. Including an animate sword who waves her tassel at the camera when mentioned.]

This is my first partner, Vrig.

[Thace has never made his interest in the history and culture of the Empire before the corruption a secret among the other Blades. He's a nerd and proud of it.]

[Cue the surprised look] Paladin Keith has Galra blood? He was asking about my blade on the Thaldycon communication base, but that was all I got to hear of it.

[This was what happened when you die early in the fighting, Ulaz...

Ulaz was certainly impressed as the screen adjusted to the apartment. Looks like he had been here a while. He gave a nod at the pokemon who makes an appearance when mentioned as though in greeting]

An appropriate partner. I do not have a name for this one yet.

[His poochyena was leaning closer towards the screen now that there were more pokemon, but how to get to them...]

[Thace nods, happy at first, but then looking away, pensive.]

Keith can tell you more about it when you get a chance to talk to him, but yes. He was vital to helping me complete my mission to sabotage Central Command after my capture; a true Blade in every way.

[Thace chuckles a little.] A name will come, I'm sure. I've been taking names from history, myths and legends mostly, but I admit that my Pokemon family has grown enough that it's hard to think of new ones that fit sometimes.

[Vrig spots the Poochyena and sounds out a happy greeting. Someone her Thace likes so much will be an excellent partner!]

I see. I will have to ask him more about it when I see him. I'm afraid Thaldycon was the end of my mission. But it is good that he is doing the Blade proud.

[Poochyena replied to Vrig, trying to lean just a little closer. Lucky that the pokemon had Ulaz to hold it there and even move it just a bit closer to the screen. This is was probably going to turn into pokemon partners talking soon if they weren't careful]

I will have to consider options. Seems a bit too important to just think of something haphazardly.

[Thace nods seriously.] The attack on Central Command was the end of mine. I've been told the future bodes well for the Blades' mission as a whole.

[In spite of casualties, but Thace will leave that to Keith, who told him about what happened with Voltron and the Blades after to begin with.]

This world, for all the minor annoyances about species changes, has been a second chance to experience the ideal of a peaceful, honorable life for me. I hope it can become the same for you.

[Vrig will happily start giving Poochyena tips and tricks on how to take care of her trainer (because she's fairly certain none of the trainers from Thace's world actually know how to take care of themselves at this point) but she pauses each time Thace or Ulaz says something because that conversation is important for Poochyena to know too!]

You could ask her what name she might like. That's often what I do with my family here. One of mine, Athvrix, has gotten very good at translating, and I've also taught several of mine sign, based on the old sign language that our hand signs evolved from.

[The species change sure does throw someone for a loop. At the moment, all he sees is a new arrival needing assistance. And where there's someone on the network needing a hand, Shiro's there.]

[No uh. Pun intended.]

Unfortunately, species changing seems to happen regularly when people wake up here. From what we know, one of the more powerful creatures in this place has the ability to summon sentient beings from all different realities. We haven't been able to locate it, or verify whether or not that's true. That's the going theory for as long as I've been here.

[He does smile, though, at the Poochyena.]

Having the pokemon around helps a lot, with adjusting.

a. Video

[Though Eorzea might have been what one would call "slightly" behind on technological advancements, Alisaie is no stranger to advanced technology. Her brother's tales of Azys Lla, never mind her own adventures within the Coils, have at least taught her how to press buttons until something works.

Besides, what is this device if not a cross between a Tomestone an a Linkpearl. Both are familiar tools to her, and eventually her efforts come to fruition. Her visage flicks onto the screen, staring back at her sternly as she holds up a finger.]

Whoever brought me here, be they God, Primal, or particularly troublesome Ascian, had best second guess their sense of humor. [She lowers her hand, but her severe expression lingers.] Both myself and my colleagues are in the midst of incredibly important business, and I will not suffer this random rapturing a moment longer.

Now then, kindly tell me how I may retrieve my allies and return home before war breaks out in my absence, or I will be forced to take more... physical action.

[If Alphinaud was here, she's certain he would lecture her on the benefits of maintaining civility on foreign soil. Provided her theory is correct, though, and that both she and the rest of the slumbering Scions have found themselves in this strange land, it's only a matter of time until he appears and scolds her himself.

She can only hope she's right. Twelve help her, she's starting to miss him.]

b. Action

[If you mistakenly thought Alisaie might be a touch less brusque in person, well... Surprise to you! Regardless of whatever town you might find her in, the moment she spots anyone who looks different than your average NPC, she's stepping directly into their path. She may be on the shorter side, but with the glower she wears and the way she holds her hands over her chest, there's a chance she might actually look a little intimidating. Regardless, she isn't put off by any differences in height or bulk there might be.]

You. Where did you come from? And not any of that "from the shop nearby" trifle, either. Your home, I mean.

[If nothing else, at least Alisaie is the only one accosting whoever she comes across. Beside her, a Charmander fusses with its tail, holding the flame close to its bode. Though he huddles behind her boots, his gaze gaze fixed anywhere but upon Alisaie and the scene she's making.]

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[[just a little ooc note/request: i'm about halfway through edw at the moment so if we could kindly dodge spoilers from that expac, it'd be great! i'm not planning on apping until i'm caught up but someone can't resist temptation.]]

Edited 2022-02-16 07:05 (UTC)

Alisae!

[G'rhyf beams over the connection, looking much more relaxed than one might expect for the situation. Should theirs be a face she recognizes, there is a startling difference Alisae will note from the last she saw of the Warrior of Light--a glaringly white scar that cleaves through their left eye, which has similarly been nearly completely drained of color. And if she doesn't know them...well, have an un-catted lad that is way too friendly, I guess??]

There's no need to worry on that front, thankfully. I have it on good authority that anyone returning home goes back to the precise moment they left, though I've not a single clue how that even works.

[Estinien crosses his arms and looks down at her with a raised eyebrow. At least he can't possibly mistake her for Alphinaud now, though he spends a very brief moment tempted to call her by her brother's name anyway just to tease.

But no, his shins are well within kicking distance and he can't jump away from retaliation, so...]

You don't recall?

[Ah hells, she hasn't met him yet, has she? He hates this different-time nonsense. Sigh.]

Ishgard. And from that I presume you can begin to put together who I am.

[She's a smart girl after all.]

[Alisaie feels a number of things upon seeing G'rhyf's face in the strange device. Relief comes first, the sight of her friend being an immense comfort, especially after rambling to herself. Second comes fury, not necessarily at the Warrior of Light, but at their circumstances.

And then, finally, confusion. They look different, yes, but it's more than that.

She breathes a small sigh, head hanging for a split second before rising back up once more.]

I scarcely know where to begin with you. I suppose I should be relieved that I was not the only one who broke our promise. Or perhaps I should apologize for rescinding my word first? [A beat.] Secondly, I would like to know where you are getting that particular fact. You know as well as I do that our friends are still ailing. If they were to be returned instantaneously, none of this would be happening at all.

Thirdly. [And most importantly.] Who hurt you?

[Alisaie draws in a breath, clearly indignant over the knowing way this strange figure speaks to her. She would know if she'd ever come across this man, and she opens her mouth to say as much. Her expression is sharp, lip curled as she regards him with nothing short of contempt.

Yet the word Ishgard hits her just hard enough to blunt her efforts. Rather than speak, she instead closes her mouth, pressing it into a thin line as she opts for studying the man. She can practically hear Alphinaud in the back of her mind, teasing her for finally thinking before she spoke.

As it is, it doesn't take long to put the pieces together. Her dearest brother had, after all, woven countless tales of the esteemed Azure Dragoon. Certainly, the man before her doesn't look quite like the larger than life picture that Alphinaud had painted, but she can see the resemblance, at least.]

Estinien Wyrmblood. [She breathes out a short huff. Her posture relaxes just a little, hand coming to rest on her hip even as she shakes her head.]

You know, I might have expected you to be... [She makes a vague motion.] Something More

[Still much less terrifying and bewildering than their actual first meeting, he'll take it.]

Varlineau. Wyrmblood is a title, and one I've put aside.

[Really, exactly what sorts of stories have people been telling? He huffs.]

Your brother might have a slightly inflated sense of my importance.

((OOC: Hi! I really hope I'm doing this right. It looks like people come try out RPing here before actually applying? I'm not familiar with this posting format using brackets, but I will try to blend in with the other posts.))

Route 31

[He grunted, rubbing the back of his head as he half-limped down the road. The cute little brown critter (an Eevee, was it?) scampered beside him, chirping its name.

This was all completely inane. He didn't feel like he'd hit his head, but that was the most logical explanation. Pokemon was a video game. Scotch played it all the time. Now he was having some kind of extended dream or hallucination where he was part of something like that?

Or ... was he in some other dimension where it was real?

Honestly, stranger things had happened to him. But this was still pretty out of it. What was he supposed to do? Where to go? He was a businessman and a motorcycle gang leader; this was completely out of his league. If this was like the game, the Pokemon battled each other and enjoyed it as much or more than the Trainers did. But he wasn't terribly comfortable with the idea of sending an animal into battle unless he had to. His ancestors had fought bulls in the bullrings of Spain, but he had never been thrilled about that either. Some might find that ironic, considering he had sent Duelists into battle every night when his town had been under siege. But back then, they had agreed to it and he had had no other choice. That was a lot different than having animals fight.

He did like making money, though. And he was going to need to do that for as long as he was stuck here. Maybe he could do something else with his Pokemon, like breed it? That wasn't really his thing either, but at least he'd feel more at ease that way.]

"Eevee?"

[He had stopped walking almost without realizing it. The little critter had stopped when he stopped, tilting its head as it looked up at him. He managed a smirk.]

Okay, you. What the hell happened here, huh? This is not where I belong. But if I'm not going loco, we have to figure out something to do until I can get back. And it's not like I can or would leave you high and dry.

[He bent down, picking it up and letting it snuggle into his arms. A sad look flickered in his eyes as he continued.]

That already happened to me at the lowest point in my life. I won't do it to anyone else.

"Vee!"

[Eevee cuddled close. He smelled of leather and fresh air, and even though he might appear tough and scary to some, he was gentle at heart. Eevee felt very safe.]

Come on, let's keep going. Who knows, if we're lucky ... or unlucky ... maybe we'll run into someone from my world.

Unfortunate.

[He knows it's selfish, but Mando would feel better about all this if Grogu was here with him. The little guy would probably love all the animals here, and all the different things to eat.]

[Dang, you live here for years and can still be picked out of a crowd for not being a native. Jane supposes she ought to be grateful for that. Even so, she did just come out of the grocery store with a tote full of nonperishables...yeah, okay, she has time to entertain random intimidating girl's questions.]

Originally I came from...Earth? Washington state, to be more precise. But I wasn't there when I was brought here - and that's a whole other complicated story. Why?

[They're confused at first (what promise does she mean?), but the mention of the Scion's 'ailment' clicks everything into place. Oh, this will be a lot to explain, won't it...G'rhyf heaves a sigh and shakes their head.]

The timing of your departure wasn't at all under your control, you can hardly be blamed for that. [Says the idiot that blamed themself for leaving her alone that whole year--] But by my reckoning I've long since found where you all were spirited off to, and brought everyone home none worse for the wear. By your reaction, you must not have yet woken on the First?

And as for this... [They tap under their eye and give a small grin.] Little more than my own hubris, so you've only myself to rail at.

Indeed.

*there's a fair few people back home that Sion hasn't seen in literally years*

Is there anything else you'd like to know about this place, for now?

((This is indeed where you can give things a whirl before you app! You don't have to feel obligated to change your writing style though if you don't want to!))

Shrike has been having A Time lately. The Wimpod that had been following him have finally given up and gone away, but instead his traveling companion's been in quite the funk. Still, that's no reason to neglect his own team, so face mostly shrouded under a Togekiss-styled hood, he's out to do some training.

At least, in theory. Currently it's more like trying to keep up as his starter zips enthusiastically from one battle to another.

"Shell! Slow down!"

Too late, the Togekiss has already spotted some other trainer holding an Eevee and is gliding straight for them. More friends!

[~~Refrains from making joke about Ulaz having already gotten a hand from Shiro~~

Shiro might not recognize Ulaz, but Ulaz definitely recognized Shiro]

Shiro. It is good to see you here as well.

[A familiar face among all of this insanity of adjusting to being a different species. He glanced over at Poochyena for a moment]

They do seem to help, yes.

[While Poochyena were supposed to be at least attempt aggressiveness, this one at least seemed to like Ulaz enough already. Maybe it figured best to be friends with the tall human rather than try to pick a fight]

That is promising to hear. I'm sure Kolivan will be pleased.

[He didn't doubt there would have been casualties. Not like the Galra military were known for being kind and understanding. Hence why Ulaz had been assigned to do what he had done while undercover and the fact they had sent a robeast to Thaldycon to try and destroy Voltron]

I hope so. It has been... a very long time since I have been able to have any sort of life that was considered peaceful. It will take some getting used to, but I would like to try.

[He looked over at Poochyena when Thace suggested asking her. Poochyena in turn, looked back at him]

I will have to do that. It would also be nice to figure out a way to communicate.

[If it was going to be with him all the time, the least he could do was figure out a way for Poochyena to be able to talk to him]

[She gives nothing more than a nod to the correction, verbally at least. Mentally, she makes a note to give Alphinaud hell for not giving her every bit of information she needed to not look like a complete fool.]

Alphinaud making someone sound more important than they are? Surely you jest. [The sarcasm practically drips from her words.] Though admittedly, he usually saves such adulation for himself. I am a bit impressed he had some ego to spare for another.

[Already, Alisaie regrets this line of questioning. Being out of place as she is, she probably shouldn't be so surprised that the young woman rattles off a number of names and locations that she doesn't recognize. She likes to think she manages to school the surprise from her expression, at least.]

I see.

[She is definitely not going to ask about the rest of that mess.]

And how did you get here? Was there a horrific ringing in your ears as well? A strange voice beckoning you from the beyond?

[Oh look, it's another Altean. ... One who... Ulaz will most likely recognize. And who looks at his video for a moment before. Ah... She gives him a kind, if awkward smile, while a small, pure white fox pops her head into view.]

Indeed. While some physical characteristics are the same, quite a few Altean abilities have changed. Forgive me, but... are you Ulaz?

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