Subject: Re: [PW] The Trouble with Tribbles, I Mean Nincadas Date: Sat, 12 Jul 2003 16:41:14 GMT From: Adrian Tymes <wingcat@pacbell.net> Organization: SBC http://yahoo.sbc.com Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Tekaider (Chet Weaver) wrote: > "It won't work," Smasher said. "The veil is perceptual. Unless you can clearly > see it or something past it, trying to go through it wouldn't do us any good. > We'd just be lost in a sea of static, if we could get through at all, if she > tried to lead us through." > > "I'm sorry I couldn't be of much help, Smasher," Lynkeru said. > > "Hey, you could see more than I could," Smasher said. "I think that's saying > something. Why don't you guys go back to the Pokemon Center? I'll stick around > and see if I can find anything else." Once only Smasher was left in the room, a tiny portal opened in one corner. Smasher instantly noticed, and it soon consumed his full attention. Nothing came through, and the portal soon disappeared, but not before Smasher heard a few "Hmm"s and "Ah"s. The voice sounded familiar, but Smasher could not quite place it. The voice's source was long since dead to this world. Indeed, she would have preferred to stay in her blissful, orgiastic limbo with her other, but some annoying grass pokemon had forced a way into their out-of-time space with a warning about the one being still on Earth she cared about at all. --- "Oh, well, it was fun while it lasted," Kitsu mused as the Comic Con drew to a close. "Too bad you had to miss the other contests." Aerie blushed at the memory of being paralyzed on Kitsu for most of a day, which was the only thing signalling Kitsu it was safe to tease her about this. "At least we won the cosplay," Kitsu continued, eyes wandering over the certificate - and, more importantly, the currency that had come with first place, ostensibly to refund the registration fees which they had never actually paid. "Now we just have to find my brother and-" Kitsu noticed the change in Aerie well before Aerie became conscious of it. Blushing silence winked into trance silence for almost a minute, until Aerie turned a blank expression towards Kitsu. "We have to go to Ecruteak." She tilted her head. "...*you* have to go to Ecruteak. I should come along, just in case." "Okay, why?" "There is something there only you can do. A...veil, that you can pierce...maybe. Great evil lies behind it." Aerie clutched her head and winced. "HEY! I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE! STOP TRYING TO TELL ME WHAT TO...oh." She blinked. "Umm...sorry?" Kitsu's eyes widened. "Aerie, apologizing? This *must* be serious!" Aerie shook her head, trance gone along with the one who had induced it. "*Someone's* requesting we head up to Ecruteak to play hero. Unless you have anything you'd rather do?" A *SLAP* from above drew their attention. Some irritated lady huffed and stormed back inside her second story balcony, as Keaton soared down from said balcony, rolled on reaching the ground, and came to a stop on his feet, rubbing a fresh palm print on his cheek. "I guess that's a no. Oh, there you are! I've been looking all over for you two." TBC?