CASTELIA CITY

[paradisamods]

[Not long after sunrise, the ship docks in a large harbor on the edge of a great city.

Welcome to Castelia City!



Tall buildings tower over the landscape, and people crowd the streets as they make their way toward their destination. There are seldom any cars in the crowded streets, as many prefer to travel by bike or by foot, or public transit.

It seems the ship has arrived just as the city is waking up to start its day. With a city this big, one might need the whole day just to explore it.

The ship's crew thanks everyone for sailing with them, as it has been their pleasure. They certainly hope their sea-faring friends will enjoy themselves in the city.

With so much to explore, what will you do next?]


(ooc: The Pokémon plot has begun! Have fun and as always, thread-jacking is welcomed and highly encouraged!

Sections: PROFESSOR JUN | HOTEL | SHOPS | CENTRAL PLAZA)

Comments

[molotov]

I do not have access to this database, Cross. I am not from here.

[echivoc]

That's what a library is for, Molotov. Also, those "pokedex" devices.

[molotov]

[Molotov mumbles something that might be about shoving a pokedex somewhere. You're being pretty rude, Cross!]

[echivoc]

[ Cross will pretend he didn't hear that and just smirks. You should be used to his being blunt, Molotov! ]

[molotov]

[She is, but that doesn't make it acceptable!

But then... epiphany ♥]

As maid of honor, this is a duty I am entrusting to you.

[echivoc]

[ ......

Ohhhhh screw you, bride-to-be. ]

And what the hell do pokemon have to do with the wedding?

[molotov]

Maybe I want Chihanchka to come to the ceremony.

[echivoc]

And what, give you a winter-themed wedding?

[molotov]

I will train him not to do that. He is just a baby right now.

[echivoc]

Right.

Regardless, you need not make this a wedding-ish task for me. I was going to do research on your pokemon anyway. [ Because information! And a new place! And and he can travel. ]

[molotov]

Excellent. Tell me what you learn, then.

[echivoc]

Of course.

[ He stands up, his Ralts moving to follow him. ] Don't get stuck out here buried in snow, Molotov.

[molotov]

[Snort.] Do not get lost on your way to the library, Cross.

[echivoc]

[ Scoff. ] That should apply to you.

[molotov]

But it does not, because you are going to do that for me.

[echivoc]

I do not get lost. I explore.

[molotov]

Soothe your poor little ego however you have to, brother. It does not change the facts!

[echivoc]

And how do you know I got lost, if I ever was, sister?

[molotov]

You admitted you "explore". Your code word for "lost" is adorable.

[echivoc]

You are simply reading into things too much. [ He leans down to bop her on the nose. ] How cute~

[molotov]

[Cross, you are probably the only person Molotov would ever allow this behavior out of.] Carry your tiny, wounded manhood away now, Cross.

[echivoc]

[ Cross knows this, and that is exactly why he did it. He loves having the privilege to do so. ]

Have a good day, Molotov. [ And off he goes! ]