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Eda Clawthorne | the owl house | OTA

[mamalike]

(Spoiler Warning: Just to cover my bases with a heads up, Eda is being played from between the 18th and 19th episodes of season 2.)

Route 30

[It's late at night, but Eda's still making her way to Violet City and its gym. It's not that the gym challenge is all that exciting to her, but she's hoping it'll help her feel less antsy about not being home to see how things play out. Plus, if she goes all the way with the league... Well, being (one of) the most powerful trainers in the region has a nice ring to it.

But as she heads down the trail, Eda stumbles and nearly trips over something that then rears up with a shrill hoot. And, well, Eda can't bring herself to be mad at the owl-like Pokemon that tripped her up. Especially because it seems to have an injured wing.]

Hey! Easy, easy... Come here, Mama Eda's g-- [With another high-pitched cry, the Hoothoot flies away, leaving Eda to get out a Pokeball and chase after it. With a hurt wing, it's not moving too quickly, but Eda could still use some help.]

Hey, stop that bird! Ah, carefully!

Network (voice)

Ugh. Alright, I'll admit it. I need advice. [Eda's voice is croaky and sounds so tired as the audio feed starts. If only this was the result of overindulging in apple blood, but no, it's not. This is just proof that she cannot escape being a mother.] Luzifer kept me up with her screeching all night, and this morning when she finally stopped, someone on the hotel staff came by to tell me Queenie was eating all the fruit in the lobby!

[A scoff.]

I asked him what he else excepted, leaving a bunch of fruit bowls in a hotel for people with pet demons, but then-- Well, long story short, I need to go back to camping tonight. Which wouldn't be a big deal if I'd gotten any sleep the night before!

Luzifer's a Hoothoot who's scared of her own shadow, and Queenie's a Noibat who won't stop eating, and can't seem to help making everyone around her dizzy. They're good kids, but they are a handful... And not even the kind I'm used to! So how do you guys handle this sort of behavior? Neither of them like to stay in their Pokeballs at night, so that's not happening.

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If you've got another idea for a thread, feel free to go for it!

Network | voice

[viscora]

Have you tried making sure your accommodations were more to their liking? At least keeping food with you in the room?

Other than investing in ear plugs, it's all I can really think of.

[mamalike]

Pal, it's a hotel. There's not much I can do to personalize the experience. [A soft sigh.] Oh, but you might have a point about the earplugs, for Luzifer. I just... Hm.

[She worries! She doesn't want to miss some actual trouble. She can't be protecting her kid-kids right now, but this is a situation she can control.]

Anyway, I've been carrying around apples for Queenie. She eats them. I guess she just thought the berries in the lobby bowls looked better.

[viscora]

Ach, that's rough. I believe you can find those same berries here, but...hmm.

[ They're pondering stuff. ]

[mamalike]

Yeah? I mean, there's nothing to stop me from picking berries instead of apples, but is there more I should know?

[viscora]

You know, in the human zoos, they give the animals little activities to keep them occupied. My ghoul, she says this is called "enrichment".

Might be something to think about, no?

[mamalike]

[Okay, Eda has some questions she's going to have to (happily) circle back to here. But first:] Ya know, I hadn't even thought that she might be eating out of boredom, but hey. It's worth a shot.

So, you're not human either, huh?

[viscora]

Unfortunately, this place took offense to that.

[mamalike]

I hear ya on that one. My magic's more gone than ever, too. And, really, what's that about? Why can the little beastly guys get away with it, but not someone from another place?

[viscora]

They gave me another body entirely, and while I guess it could be worse, ugh...

I worked so hard on my real one, too.

[mamalike]

Huh. Well, when you say you worked so hard on it, are we talking about a health and fitness routine, or is this some kind of body augmentation situation?

[viscora]

...yes.

[mamalike]

Okay, I can't say the second half of that isn't pretty unorthodox... But yeah. I'd be furious, at that point.

[viscora]

I see how it can be...unorthodox, for those unused to the idea. I'd fashioned myself into a dragon...thing, after spending so many years confined to the human form, and now that's undone.

One day, I shall have my revenge.

[mamalike]

You know, I've been told the god of this world is what brought us here. They're some deity called Arceus who has the elemental powers of all the Pokemon at once. We're fighting that guy? Count me in.

[Eda talks about it quite flippantly, but she really is entirely on board to fight anything and anyone that dare came between her and her family.]

[indoorfrog]

[Things had gone terrible right and terribly wrong all at once.

The right thing first -- Gerard was human again. Good. (is it really, does he really deserve it?) Though he lacked any real amenities here on this forest path, he had been able to check out his reflection in the still water of a small pond and had seen he had looked every bit the same before everything had started going wrong (before he had let down Elody)

The wrong thing -- He had no idea where he was. Wherever Snow White's summoned wind had brought him, it certainly wasn't the fabled (infamous) Toy Island. Furthermore, he couldn't see the children. He hadn't been able to find Rosamund, Timothy or Pib either, but they, at least, were adults. The children were just that -- children. They needed minding, even if (or because) their stories had paid little heed to that.

Then there was the strange little creature that followed him, no matter how often Gerard tried to shoo it off; some strange, ghostly little tree sprite that kept diving under his cloak, lifting it up, tenting it behind him, making it billow and stream before darting out from underneath again with strange little giggles.

(For a moment Gerard had considered that perhaps this was Pinocchio. The attitude certainly seemed to fit, even if the form didn't. But regardless of how much he had tried to prompt the little creature, it gave no sign of recognition.)

Gerard's ponderings and fruitless attempts to get rid of his new little shadow were suddenly interrupted by a shout to 'Get that bird'. His head shot up to see a small, feathery orb coming towards him at great speed, followed by an older woman at a slightly slower speed. On sheer instinct, he shot his tongue out towards it, only afterwards realising, when he was already standing there, looking like a fool with his very human tongue extended out, that that was obviously not going to work now.

And then there was nothing much else to realise as the small owl collided with his head.]

[mamalike]

[It's not that a man trying to catch a bird with his tongue would've been strange to Eda. You know, if he had the right tongue for it. It's honestly a very demon realm kind of thing to see, and she's had to save Owlbert from more than one peckish demon who was just a smidge too monstrous to understand the importance of palisman... Or too hungry to care.

But in this moment, as it stands, Eda can't even be sure that's what this guy was trying to do. Regardless of intent, it looks very silly. Eda's not laughing too hard, but a few good snorts have her slowing down... And then there's the thud and subsequent shrill hooting of the owl hitting this poor sap in the head.

Honestly, Eda is still snickering a bit as she takes this chance to toss a Pokeball at the little guy. The capture is successful, with the bird already being fairly injured even if not at the hands - or little bat claws, as the case my be - of Eda's other Pokemon. Securing away the Pokeball, Eda then turns to the man.]

Hey, is your head okay? I guess I owe you a thanks, too. If the little thing hadn't beamed you like that, I might not'a been able to catch it.

[indoorfrog]

Ow

[Gerard whines in pain, the sound tinged with a very princely affront, as he reaches up to carefully probe his nose. It would just be great stuff if the first thing he did after being returned to his true and proper form would be to break his nose. And not even from some couragous act on the battlefield, but instead from taking an owl to the face.

Great stuff. Just. Great stuff.

But thankfully, his probing fingers don't find any breaks. His nose isn't even bleeding.

The little sprite hovers around his face, making noises that might be concern, and he idly (but gently) bats it away.]

Yes. Glad to have been of service. Next time maybe try not to chase it directly at people.

[Prickly, but without too much heat. Just base-line grumpiness.]

[mamalike]

[Eda snorts softly, rolling her eyes. She's not exactly surprised by a bit of grumbling after both the hit to the head and her laughing at him over it, but that doesn't mean she has to take it.]

Hey, I was just making sure you're alright. Sorry I didn't think to try and catch it by licking it.