Subject: [PW!] Stopping To Smell The Roselia
Date: Saturday, January 03, 2004 8:11 AM
Having been recently released from Verdanturf Town's Mental Asylum, Elsa
feels pretty good about herself as she trots onto Route 117, the path
that leads from the place she's been trapped in for eight years to
Mauville City. The sun's bright rays lead her to squint her big green
eyes that aren't used to sunlight and a gentle breeze tosses her long
dark brown hair about her face. A serene smile remains on the thin
girl's face as she strolls down the grassy route wearing the outfit she
recently selected for herself - a green tank top, black capri pants, a
brown fanny pack, and black pumps - a welcome change from the drab green
gowns she's been wearing for the past eight years.
Elsa passes a pair of beautiful flower gardens that are fenced off from
the public, then she sees Zigzagoon tails darting through the tall,
unkempt grasses of the route she's never walked on before. Happy Marill
are singing beautifully as they swim around in ponds up ahead, and Elsa
can't wait to get closer so that she can better hear their siren songs.
As far back as she can remember, Elsa has been fascinated by Pokemon.
She's more fond of them than she is of people. Having been deprived of
her passion for so many years, the bright, beautiful colors of the
Volbeat and Illumise she sees fluttering about the route stand out in
her mind as they go about their daily business. She watches as one
particular Illumise shoves two fists full of pollen into a bright pink
flower and Elsa can't help but giggle when the Illumise proudly poses
next to the flower she's pollinated with a huge open smile on her face.
As Elsa walks closer to the ponds where the Marill sing their songs, a
pair of roses, one red and one blue, that are peeking over the tall
grasses divert her attention away from the Water Pokemon. Seeing how
beautiful they are as they sway in the breeze, and imagining how
pleasant their aroma must be, Elsa literally decides to stop and smell
the roses. She's careful not to trip over any Pokemon as she walks
through the grasses, fully aware that it's dangerous to provoke most
Pokemon when you don't have one of your own to defend yourself with.
Once she stands next to them, Elsa crouches down and lets her nose hover
over the two roses positioned side by side. She takes a whiff of the
red one first, and marvels at its tantalizing scent, then sniffs the
blue one and her nostrils flare in an attempt to let in more of the
alluring smell. Deciding that she would love to keep these flowers as a
reminder of the day she left Verdanturf Town, she reaches down with both
of her hands and tugs them at the same time.
When she pulls on the flowers, she lifts a one foot tall Roselia up by
her arms, which just so happen to be the two roses Elsa just smelled.
The pain that courses through Roselia's arms due to Elsa's pulling her
up by her frail stem arms wakes her up from her nap. Finding herself
dangling in mid-air, her limbs about to be torn off, the Roselia
immediately shoots a Poison Sting attack!
Fortunately for Elsa, the spikes shoot out of the top of the Roselia's
spiky green head, which just so happens to be pointing away from Elsa's
body. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Elsa insists, releasing her
grip on the Roselia's arms, letting the small Grass Pokemon fall.
"I didn't know those were your arms!" Elsa explains, backing away from
where the Roselia fell, scared that she's going to attack again and
actually make contact. Once she's walked backwards out of the patch of
tall grass, Elsa thinks she's out of the clear until the Roselia she
dropped parts some strands of grass using her flower hands and steps out
into the clearing, her eyes closed in anger instead of cheer.
"Roselia." The green Grass Pokemon with a Poison streak uses her Growth
move, enlarging herself to twice her size to make herself look more
menacing to the human she believes just tried to harvest her arms.
Though she's only two feet tall after the expansion, Elsa knows that she
can't judge a Pokemon by its size, so opens her hands and holds them
away from the Roselia as she tries to justify her behavior to the
Pokemon once again, "If I had known those were your arms, I wouldn't
have tried to take them! I just thought they were flowers, honest!"
Noticing that the human is no longer trying to hurt her, and that she
hasn't sent out a Pokemon to attack her, the Roselia asks, "Se?"
"It's true! Since the grasses were so tall, I didn't see your body, only
your beautiful roses. I'm sorry if I hurt you in any way and I'm sorry
that I woke you up from your nap!" When Elsa sees the slits of Roselia's
closed eyes curve downwards in relaxation, she herself is able to relax,
"I didn't even know Roselia slept holding their arms up."
No longer feeling threatened, the Roselia points her red flower up at
the sun, "Roselia rose roselia rose roselia sel!"
"The sun?" Elsa glances up at the blue sky above for a second, then back
down at the Roselia pointing upwards. "You raise your flowers high so
you can take in energy from the sun while you sleep?"
"Se." The Roselia puts her blue flower in front of her face and points
at Elsa using her red flower, her way of indicating that Elsa's
interpretation is correct, "Rose seli."
"That's very smart!" Elsa smiles at the first Pokemon she's spoken since
she was locked up in Verdanturf Town's Asylum, "You don't waste time
like that. If there's one person who hates wasting time, that's me. I've
lost so much time in my life, I plan on dedicating my every waking
moment to training Pokemon! If I could figure out some way to improve
myself while I sleep, like you do, I'll do that too!"
"Rose sel Seli?" Roselia asks in disbelief. She has seen humans who call
themselves Pokemon Trainers in action before and has considered them
savage brutes. She has seen them spend hours hunting down and knocking
out Pokemon in the fields to make their own enslaved Pokemon stronger.
She has seen them tear families apart by putting Pokemon to sleep and
kidnapping them in spherical prisons. She has even seen some of them
pull Water Pokemon out of their natural habitats using poles only to
beat the Pokemon senseless and leave them on the ground to dehydrate.
Yet, this human claims she wants to train Pokemon and she hasn't tried
to enslave her. She claims that her sole attack was unintentional. The
Roselia is confused as she looks up at the human, trying to make some
sense of her while the human looks down her, trying to do the same.
Elsa smiles when she sees how intently the Roselia is staring at her
through squinted eyes, "Would you like to get a closer look at me? I
wouldn't mind. Don't be scared to come close, I won't hurt you."
"Lia..." The Roselia straightens out the green leaf with a yellow streak
that hangs down over her body with her two rose hands since the leaf got
a little rumpled when she fell. Taking her time, she takes a few steps
forward using her dainty legs to walk closer to the girl who claims she
won't hurt her. She looks for the traditional belt where the savages
keep their slaves hostage, but finds none on Elsa's person. She doesn't
even see a single prison. What surprises her most is that Elsa isn't
wearing a black trenchcoat, an article of human clothing she has come to
associate with the most violent of the savage brutes.
Meanwhile, Elsa notices that the Roselia is shrinking down to her normal
height of one foot. By the time the Grass Pokemon is done with her
thorough inspection, the Roselia's head is level with the golden anklet
Elsa's wearing on her right leg. "Am I to your liking, Roselia?"
The Roselia looks up at the human looming before her. She's not as tall
as the most violent of the savages that have been plaguing the area
recently, but she's tall to the short Pokemon. After considering Elsa's
question for a moment, the Roselia nods her head, "Se." She reasons that
if all Pokemon Trainers were as considerate as this one, then there
would be no need for the rather violent capture methods or brainwashing
techniques most of them use. Humans and Pokemon could co-exist
peacefully if they expressed the kind of courtesy and consideration that
this human has expressed in apologizing to her as opposed to immediately
trying to attack her when she used Poison Sting in self-defense.
While the Roselia ponders this, Elsa interrupts her train of thought, "I
hope I don't sound too forward when I say this, but I can tell you're a
very nice Pokemon since you accepted my apology and didn't try to hurt
me out of anger. I know for a fact that not all Pokemon are like you,
Roselia. I know that some would attack me even if I apologized to them
out of rage. Sooo... I was wondering... Would you like to come with me?
I'm all alone in the world, and I could use a friend like you. A friend
who could protect me from people and Pokemon who aren't as nice as you."
"Sel?" Roselia hadn't heard any human utter the word "friend" in recent
years. She had thought stories of humans who treated Pokemon as friends
were simply myths created to comfort the families of those who were
abruptly kidnapped, to comfort them in their time of mourning. "Ro SEL?"
Roselia asks, now truly amazed by the human she's interacting with.
"Is it asking too much? If you're comfortable here, then you should stay
here." Elsa says, not wanting to impose since she knows how unpleasant
it feels when people, like her parents, impose their will on others,
"But I would love it if you traveled with me. I can tell you're very
smart and I know a thing or two about the world too. You can teach me
what you know and I can teach you what I know! We can protect each other
and keep each other company. But the decision's entirely up to you."
"Rose... rose selia sel sel..." Dewdrops trickle from the Roselia's shut
eyes as she hugs Elsa's leg with her flowers, finding what Elsa has just
told her beautiful, "Rosel! Rosel!" She nods her head with a smile on
her face, while hugging the leg where Elsa displays her anklet, "Rosel!
Rosel! Rosel!" While she's happy to have finally find a human who she
thinks she can trust, she suddenly pulls herself away from Elsa's leg
and uses her roses to absorb the dewdrops under her closed eyes.
Elsa's heart races at the thought of finally having a real Pokemon as a
friend, "Does that mean you'll come with me, Roselia?"
Though she got caught up in the passion of the moment, the Roselia now
remembers herself and the skepticism she's developed over the years
stops her from celebrating. Doubts enter her mind as to human's true
intentions. "Rosel... rosel rose rosel rose." She looks down at her red
and blue roses as she tries to decide what she should do. On the one
rose, the human did almost rip off her arms and she's seen humans commit
atrocities even worse than that. But on the other rose, if she doesn't
go with this human, one of the more savage humans could come along and
force her into slavery at any point. After weighing the options for a
moment, the Roselia looks up at Elsa and nods before saying, "Rosel."
"Thank you! Oh, thank you!" Elsa crouches down and runs the back of her
index finger down one of the small Roselia's cheeks, careful not to
touch her spiky head so she won't get poisoned, "You've made me so
happy, I would be Kizzy right now if I hadn't gotten better! Will you
come with me to hear the Marill in those ponds sing, Roselia?"
"Rosel." The Roselia nods once again. She's careful not to be too happy
that Elsa likes Marill songs just like she does. Having put her emotions
aside, her plan is to follow Elsa, observing her behavior to see if
she's being honest about how she feels or if she's too good to be true.
The Roselia has decided that she won't allow herself to grow emotionally
attached to the human until Elsa has proven over a long period of time
that she's not a brutal savage like so many other humans.
Elsa, unaware of the Roselia's plan, is very happy that a Pokemon has
actually agreed to join her and that she now has a friend to share her
experiences with. As Elsa approaches the two large ponds where Marill
are swimming and singing in harmony, the Roselia she just met walks
alongside her, observing her. Elsa lets out a satisfied sigh, thankful
that she won't have to travel to Littleroot Town by herself.