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008. [Action - Catchall post/Nightmare Castle]
[A - Daytime.]
[In some ways, some things never change; after the first twenty-four hours in the castle, Ishimaru is mostly sticking to the downstairs. He's always been a believer in the devil-you-know method of coping with things; even back in Hope's Peak, he was reluctant to explore the upstairs levels after they'd been unlocked. Things haven't really changed here; if anything he's...well. For all intents and purposes, the kid's studying; he's taken to sitting in the library for long hours, taking down extensive notes on what's written in those books and cross-referencing them like mad.
He still hasn't found his Pokémon yet; it's making him anxious. Studying is keeping him centered, at least.
There is one thing that's a bit different from the usual, however, and that would be the sword he's got strapped at his side at all times. It's not the sharpest thing in the world, and likely wouldn't hold up well in any sort of fight against a properly-maintained weapon, but it's something to defend himself with just the same.
So clearly, he's been upstairs at some point...]
[B - Nighttime.]
[Of course, nighttime is when he's actually putting that sword to good use; as much as he's usually a noncombatant, he's surprisingly adept with it, and since he's become aware that there are both kids and horrific goddamn monsters here, he's been refusing to stay in the safe zones at night, instead wandering the halls and trying not to be too jumpy himself.
He wasn't able to properly protect people back home, and he's convinced people have died due to his mistakes; he's not going to allow that sort of thing to happen twice.]
[OOC - take your pick on whatever you want to do with this one, and if you want to go with something else entirely I'm good for that as well; just specify A, B or whatever it is you want in the comment subject!
ALSO if you need a pink sigil, this idiot is like the last one in that he's got one.]
[In some ways, some things never change; after the first twenty-four hours in the castle, Ishimaru is mostly sticking to the downstairs. He's always been a believer in the devil-you-know method of coping with things; even back in Hope's Peak, he was reluctant to explore the upstairs levels after they'd been unlocked. Things haven't really changed here; if anything he's...well. For all intents and purposes, the kid's studying; he's taken to sitting in the library for long hours, taking down extensive notes on what's written in those books and cross-referencing them like mad.
He still hasn't found his Pokémon yet; it's making him anxious. Studying is keeping him centered, at least.
There is one thing that's a bit different from the usual, however, and that would be the sword he's got strapped at his side at all times. It's not the sharpest thing in the world, and likely wouldn't hold up well in any sort of fight against a properly-maintained weapon, but it's something to defend himself with just the same.
So clearly, he's been upstairs at some point...]
[B - Nighttime.]
[Of course, nighttime is when he's actually putting that sword to good use; as much as he's usually a noncombatant, he's surprisingly adept with it, and since he's become aware that there are both kids and horrific goddamn monsters here, he's been refusing to stay in the safe zones at night, instead wandering the halls and trying not to be too jumpy himself.
He wasn't able to properly protect people back home, and he's convinced people have died due to his mistakes; he's not going to allow that sort of thing to happen twice.]
[OOC - take your pick on whatever you want to do with this one, and if you want to go with something else entirely I'm good for that as well; just specify A, B or whatever it is you want in the comment subject!
ALSO if you need a pink sigil, this idiot is like the last one in that he's got one.]
B
[Ah, protagonists.]
[John's weapon of choice is a dulled but rather heavy-looking mace instead of a sword. And unlike Ishimaru, he's not alone. At his feet prowls a sleek, unfriendly-looking Umbreon and over his right shoulder lays a small, shiny Whimsicott. She doesn't seem quite as unfriendly as the Umbreon, though she does seem to poof up upon catching sight of Ishimaru. Almost like a cat would when they're trying to look menacing. John taps her on the nose and whispers something to get her to calm back down because, lord, Phoebe, chill, this boy is a friend and you are not even remotely menacing no matter how poofy you get.]
[John rests his mace over his left shoulder and raises his free hand in a wave as Ishimaru finishes of whatever monster it was that he was preoccupied with. To John, it kind of looked like a clown but lord only knows what it actually was.]
Man, I hadn't taken you for a fighter but I'm glad to see you're okay! I just heard a struggle and came running just in case... [Since there ARE a lot of non-fighters that got mixed up in this mess, after all.]
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Ah, I'm usually not - it's something I was studying back home, but it's not anything I ever expected to put to use quite like this! Unfortunately, it seems these creatures can't be reasoned with...
[He glances back toward the spot where the, uh...thing probably should still be lying.]
...whatever they are!
[It's then that he seems to notice the Pokémon; he looks at John curiously once he's gotten a look at them.]
Ah, did you get yours back - you found them?
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Hehe...I think you'll find that a good majority of monsters can't be. Pokémon obviously not included in that. [Because Pokémon are smart and obviously not goon monsters like these...whatever the fuck these things are.] But yeah, I found these two, at least! I can't speak for the rest of my roster but I'm hoping they are all safe back home. Plus these two kind of had...weird circumstances before we all showed up here.
[He pats his Whimsicott on the head somewhat absent-mindedly, eyes still on Ishimaru. Truthfully, those nightmares still bothered him even after having regained the two subjects of them. He'll probably be hard-pressed to let Phoebe or Lestat out of his sight for a while.]
Have you not? What color is your symbol thing, do you need help getting all the doors open? [He has a hard time believing someone as sharp as Ishimaru hadn't figured out the door thing yet but since he doesn't see any Pokémon with the other boy, that seems to be the case. Because John has a hard time believing that anybody would want to keep their Pokémon inside their balls after being reunited in a place like this.]
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I haven't been able to locate anything that corresponds to that, and I've spent quite some time getting separated from people; it's made it difficult.
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I can show you where the pink door is though! My friends and I had a hell of a time finding it too. For some reason it's hidden, because I guess they couldn't all be simple and obvious. [He waves a hand, turning to walk towards whichever direction the stairs are from here.] I can get you in the blue door too, since it's on the way.
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[Well, he'll just be trotting after you, there, John; he doesn't mind in the least.]
Are many of your friends here as well? I've seen a few of mine, but it's been difficult keeping an eye on all of them...I know at least three of them are here, though.
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A few of my friends, yeah! If we're talking just friends from home though, it looks like it's about three for me as well. I tried calling Jade earlier but I got an error message so I assume that means she's not here. Which...might actually be lucky for her, in all honesty. Lucky for me that some of them were here though, I probably would have had a much harder time getting these two back if they weren't.
[He likes puzzles and quests and all, but more often than not he just happens to stumble across the correct answer as opposed to actually solving things.]
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Well, I'm glad to see you're in one piece, John-kun, even if being here isn't an ideal situation at all!
[The name's a bit strange, as though he's not sure if he'll be corrected, but from what he's seen the Western kids don't seem to mind it quite as much, and the conversation is easy enough that it seems more comfortable.
Kinda weird, but nice.]
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Hehe, same to you. Though, look on the bright side, it could be a lot worse than this! At least these are fairly little monsters and wow I'm going to shut up before I jinx us all.
[Aaand up the stairs we go.]