ohmyarceus | January - February Test drive

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January - February Test drive

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“Nothing.” That he was willing to admit to. Ichigo made sure Vox was secure and that his bag was packed again before shrugging it back onto his shoulders. “Wanna stick together?”

Grimmjow reached down to repack his bag, grunting softly when Ichigo gave him a non-answer. "Yeah. You know about this shit," and he didn't. Ichigo was the one person he trusted not to take advantage of that fact. "So... those Quincy I was about to fight. The fuck was up with 'em?"

"Their leader? Apparently, the son of the Soul King. He wanted to kill his father and blur the lines between the worlds. And he could control all Quincies. Including me, because apparently my Mom was one." Was Ichigo still upset about all the secrets and lies his father told him? Absolutely. But there was nothing he could do about it at the moment. "He took Halibel prisoner. She lived, I helped save her, but, y'know, watch out for that if we get sent back?"

Grimmjow side-eyed Ichigo for a long moment. "What the fuck are you, a little bit of everything? No wonder you kick everything's ass," he grumbled, slouching over his napping pokemon. "Human an' Soul Reaper an' Hollow an' Quincy. That much crap mixed up we're fuckin' lucky you don't just blow up an' rip a hole in the universe," he grumbled, glowering at Ichigo like it was his fault he was a mutt.

"I know, right?!" Ichigo would have completely thrown his own hands up in disbelief, but Vox was making adorable little snoring sounds. "My dad was a captain, who abandoned his position to save the life of my mom. She was a Quincy who got infected with hollow reiatsu from, get this, one of Aizen's experiments. I didn't even know about her until the big boss of the Quincies broke Zangetsu and I got to basically have like a few hours to say my goodbyes before potentially failing to keep reality from falling apart." Was he still bitter? Very. "At this point? I think the only thing I'm not is a pokemon."

Grimmjow frowned, brow furrowing as listened to Ichigo's explanation. "If your dad was a fuckin' Captain, why the fuck did he leave all the fightin' to you?" he demanded. "You idiots talk like protectin' family is so damn important, then why the fuck don't you act like it?"

Though talking about family made him look down at Cubone again... and rubbed its head a little as it napped against his chest.

“Probably to punish me for my Mom’s death.” Really, it was the only thing Ichigo could come up with. Never mind that his parents had never told him about hollows or how to identify them. Never mind that he’d been a child of nine. Surely, his father’s training methods were also part of the punishment as well.

Grimmjow let out a low growl. "Next time you see 'im you fuckin' point me at 'im," he replied simply. He didn't know anything about Ichigo's mom or her death, but he knew one thing for certain. Ichigo didn't hurt anybody, let alone kill them, unless he had no other choice.

“There was a hollow, Grand Fisher. I didn’t know what hollows were, I still had trouble telling the living and the dead apart. Fell for his trap, Mom died protecting me.” Ichigo cleared his throat and started walking in the direction he’d been heading originally. “As long as my sisters aren’t there, I’d be happy to let you loose on him. They don’t need to see that kind of brutality.”

Grimmjow fell into step beside him, scowling as he listened. "Yeah, well, that ain't your fault. You're not fuckin' stupid enough to believe that, either," he added, reaching up to thump the back of Ichigo's head. "But I'll still kick his damn ass for it."

Ichigo side eyed Grimmjow when he was thumped on the head. “Of course it wasn’t my fault! My parents never told me a damn thing to prepare me for running into Shinigami or hollows. That’s their fault, not mine.”

"Then don't make it sound like you believe that shit," he huffed, folding his arms over his... well, he was going to fold them over his chest, but Cubone was in the way. So he folded them over his midsection, underneath the sleeping pokemon.

"I'll try." And he would, truly. But Ichigo's mother had been dead for more of his life than she'd been alive. "Anyway, let's see what else we can go find. I bet there's more berries, and more pokemon we can catch."

Grimmjow nodded firmly, letting out a soft sigh. "Watch out for the damn worms. They'll spit sticky crap all over you," he warned. "I was tryin' to get this little thing to fight 'em but he just cried."

"It's probably one of the only things they know how to do. I mean, Vox only knows two attacks because she's so little and at a low level." That was the problem with low level pokemon, but Ichigo knew they could get stronger.

Grimmjow hummed thoughtfully. "So, like... he needs t'learn to do a cero or somethin'?" he asked, looking down at his little Pokemon.

"Kinda? But not a cero, because I think they can only learn certain types of moves." Ichigo pulled his pokedex out and searched about types and moves. "So like, all pokemon can learn certain 'normal' moves," he made air quotes with one hand, "but then they have special moves based on their type. Like, Vox is a fire type, so she'll learn moves that are based on fire and flames. But Cubone is a ground type, so he'll learn things related to that."

He hummed thoughtfully. "Okay, so he'll be able to do shit with rocks? Does that thing say what moves he's got?" It seemed awfully similar to being a hollow to him, just the basic moves weren't what he'd expected.

"Um, let's see." Ichigo pointed his dex at Cubone and let it scan the sleepy little tyke. "Looks like he knows two moves. Growl, which can intimidate an opponent, and tail whip, which is an offense move." He then pointed it at Vox, who made a little murmur in her sleep. "Vox also can do tail whip, as well as the fire move ember."

Grimmjow hummed softly, looking down at his Cubone. "So I just gotta tell him t'use them an' then he can beat stuff up... we'll make you strong enough t'kill anythin'," he assured his sleeping pokemon, patting its head lightly. "Just gotta know the right way t'do it, I guess."

"Yeah, pretty much. He can get practice against wild pokemon when you try to catch them." Looking through his dex, Ichigo made an interested sound. "So both Vox and Cubone can evolve into a stronger form, but for different reasons. Cubone has to hit a certain level, while I'll have to find a specific item to expose Vox to for her to evolve."

Grimmjow hummed thoughtfully. "That's weird," he decided, peering at Ichigo's dex. "Does that thing tell you their level? It's like a measurement, not a ranking, right? So higher is better."

"Lemme check." Ichigo scanned each pokemon again to see if she could find out. "Looks like they're level five. Cubone needs to get to level twenty to evolve."

Grimmjow nodded seriously. "Measurement, then," he agreed. "Five seems real low, I guess starting him on fighting worms was a good idea," a worm couldn't be that strong, right? Never mind that they'd managed to cover him in stringshot.

"And we're close to where we started at, so the opponents here are weaker. The farther we travel, the stronger the pokemon will get."

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