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Solf J Kimblee ([personal profile] explosivecombat) wrote2011-11-03 11:56 pm

002. [Text/Action for Route 44]

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And a good evening to you, Johto.

Conversations with a few of you have shed some interesting light on opinions of exactly what it is we do here. The mandates we've received from the faceless entities that have brought us here make it very plain that we're supposed to humor them, to collect these 'badges' and essentially wander around for no real reason other than training these creatures and strengthening them - not so much a militaristic society as it is battle culture, if you will. However, others refer to these creatures as 'pets' or 'companions'; while I suppose the act of training these things may lead to bonds being formed, such people seem to have a different view of this world entirely.

I ask, then: from whatever standpoint you hold, be it one geared more toward companionship or more toward advancement - at what point does it become acceptable to you to release these creatures back into the wilderness? Surely there are some that aren't exactly battle-capable, or at least not as capable as others may be, and effort goes into their training; when do you decide that continuing to train them is no longer granting you benefit equal to the effort you're putting in?

I'll grant that "never" may be a perfectly valid answer, should your tendencies lean that way.


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[Well, whatever Kimblee was going on about before, it's clearly not affecting his relations with his own Pokémon any; he's currently standing beneath one of those trees on Route 43, though the white coat he's usually wearing makes him a bit obvious. He's always been a bit curious regarding what these things will do when not given orders, and he's keeping an eye on what appears to be a new member of his team from a distance; judging from the Swinub he's watching from a short distance away, apparently the answer is "generally snuffle about, and occasionally roll around for no real reason."

Of course, he seems to have another new one with him today - he did purchase two eggs from Xanxus, after all, and as a result Kimblee is now the proud owner of what seems to be the smuggest Vulpix on the planet.

...it doesn't help that Kimblee doesn't seem to have put the fox down since he hatched it, instead choosing to carry it around like a somewhat oversized cat. Seriously, Ernst Stavro Blofeld would look at him and tell him he's spoiling the damn thing.

His life, his choices, etc.]

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[identity profile] usedraindance.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] foreveraclone 2011-11-04 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I tried getting rid of mine, but it followed me back to the hotel I was staying at.

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[identity profile] alpha_stigma.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Well I can't speak for anyone else, but the ones who stay with me decided to follow me without anything like that.

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[identity profile] hasearthbooks.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Even in the case that he were not, you could make him that way. That's what I would do, at any rate.

How fortunate. A breeder, perhaps?

[He briefly turns towards Swinub and smiles enigmatically at it. But when his attention returns to the Vulpix, it's clear which of them interests him more, at least for the time being. The hand-batting hasn't discouraged him, and he will tentatively try to pet the hair on top of the tiny fox's head. As he says so, he's quietly muttering strings of words to himself, and it probably won't take Kimblee long to realize that it's Literary Quote Time again.]

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[identity profile] hasearthbooks.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gorthan's tone becomes louder for a moment, before he finally seems to snap out of his momentary trance.]

... "One sees clearly only with the heart"... Ah, of course, can you remember that person's name?

I find that the profession of breeder has much in common with my own. I simply achieve more results, at a faster pace. The regular course of nature is far too slow and too balanced to cater to certain needs.

[He will pet the Vulpix a little more - now he understands why you keep in your arms like that. It's really warm and soft.]

... Incidentally, have you taken a look at the lake yet?

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[identity profile] sadisticwarfare.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh come on now, you're an alternate version of his dead best friend, clearly you wouldn't lie to him! ...Yes, those thoughts are connected somehow. Shut up.]

That is interesting. [Oh, and Kimblee's named his chimeras too? Well, it works better than calling them by species name, right? Hmm. He might have to consider that.]

You know, one could argue that your remark was rude rather than this one's reaction. [Archer's clearly teasing though and he waves the comment off airily.] Regardless, it is interesting to watch how different they are; these two are certainly displaying unique temperaments.

[The Murkrow is managing to smirk somehow despite having a beak; clearly she's quite pleased with herself for... whatever reason. The bat is on the ground now, wings wrapped around himself and he's clearly sulking. He still hasn't gotten over the fact that Archer replaced him as the resident shoulder-beast.]

So... What have you named this one?

[identity profile] hasearthbooks.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I see. If I may, what was it about him that made you willing to risk getting the shorter end of such a deal?

[The affectionate noises... Gorthan actually loses his smug countenance for a moment, his eyes widening in almost childish surprise. There is just something about this situation which is simply and indescribably beautiful, and...

... and we're still right in front of a potentially dangerous person, so retaining dignity is still a priority. His cold, business-like expression will be back now.

As for the lake, um. Gorthan's never seen a lake from up close. Okay, he's seen plenty of lakes, hell, there are some on Evron, too. But blue lakes filled with dihydrogen monoxide are an Earth thing, and, so far, Gorthan has only ever watched them from screens and read about them in books.]


... I simply like lakes. This one is rather remarkable, don't you think?

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