PMD-E Present January tasks
The Tasks at Hand
Amelia woke up from another one of her dreams, yawning loudly from her deep sleep. Work the previous day had been rough, but sleep was not illusive at all for the first time in weeks. She started the day as she usually did, making the bed, cleaning herself up before breakfast, and heading to the kitchen to find... “What the?!” Amelia shouted when she saw a Gulpin sitting on the couch with a plate of food beside it. “Get out of my house, god damn it! How many times do we have to go through this?!” The Gulpin started to respond before Amelia interrupted him. “No, I don’t wanna hear whatever the hell you have to say! Get out!” The poison type recoiled at her harshness before getting up and quickly running out the door. Amelia sat down on the couch, rubbing her eyelids to relieve the headache she now had. A wonderful way to start her
M7 The Old Ways ch5Chapter 5: Klayton
After taking the Alakazam's directions, they only had to travel for a half of an hour before the buildings of Almomola City came in sight. “There it is!” Remington exclaimed, seeing the city on the horizon.
“Finally...” Ryland complained, relieved to be finally on the last leg of the journey. “I seriously need to sit down...”
“Come on. You can manage.” Remington replied, showing his sympathy to him. He marched ahead of the others happily, eager to get to the city and deliver the letter resting in the bag at his side; all of a sudden, and completely out of nowhere, a tree fell in their path. Remington stopped and yelled in surprise as the tree crashed only inches in front of him.
For a moment, there
M7 The Old Ways ch4Chapter 4: Payton
After a long ordeal of running, Amelia forced the party to stop within the shelter of a clearing, having declared that her bearings were completely lost after the previous ordeal. “Can’t believe I left my map at home...” Amelia muttered to herself, thinking of the very useful map which she had bought very recently, right after the Sorbet disaster. “The first chance I get to use it and I don't even bring it with me...”
“Don’t feel bad.” Remington said as he messed around with his Hidden Power, spinning and rolling the energy balls around childishly. “I forget stuff all the time, remember? For example,” He looked over at the Shinx, who was resting on the soft grass. “I do not remember your name." he told the electric type. "What was it, again?”
M7 The Old Ways ch3Where's that Pokemon?
Remington gave his old locating trick several tries as he and Amelia proceeded in the general direction that the Grotle had pointed out earlier. After a dozen or so tries at it, Remington finally gave up and tossed the coinage back into the bag in defeat. “I give. Can’t find any recognizable trace of a Shinx in any of these coins.” Remington declared. “I guess that old trick doesn't work for me anymore.”
Amelia sighed in disappointment. “Don’t worry. It was certainly worth a try.” Remington's old Psychic move, now replaced with his current Hidden Power, was very versatile in that it gave Remington access to basic Psychic energy. He had been able to find a way to employ the move in a way that allowed him to detect someone's life signature on an object and u
M7 the old ways ch2Chapter 2: The Marauders
“How are we supposed to get through any mara- er, thugs I mean, that we might have to face?” Remington asked Amelia as they passed by the last of the buildings of Tao, marking the end of the village. He glanced at the bag by his side that housed the precious letter that they were supposed to deliver. “We aren't a fighting force of two; We’re supposed to be a fighting force of three. What if we run into a Fire Type? Or a Ground Type? Or...” he gulped in anxiety. “A Fighting Type...?” Amelia suddenly punched Remington in the arm. “Ow! What was that for?” he yelled.
“To get you to shut up!” Amelia said sternly. “We’re not gonna meet any thugs.”
“I seem to recall you
M7 The Old Ways ch1Chapter 1 ~ Mourning
The Mawile awoke with a start, as usual. Amelia's room was unchanged from the night before, when she had been kept up by grief for many hours, sickened with worry at the news that Pyren, as well as practically a third of the village, had suddenly vanished. There was no news as to their possible whereabouts, nor did anyone have any speculation at all as to where all the Pokemon could have disappeared to. It was a great shock to both Amelia and Remington; of the three Pokemon on the team (even though Remington held the position of “official” leader), Pyren was the most capable and most powerful. He was smart, strong, able to speak to others, and most of all, he was the one Pokemon that she and Remington always knew would be by their side.
That wasn't the case now.
M7 - The Old Ways Prologue ”Good morning again, my sweet.”
“You again? What’s this about, Nex?”
“He’s not gonna be back for awhile, you know. Don’t let it be the end of you.”
“Pyren’s just vanished without a trace. Face it. There’s no point in denying it.”
“You know I’m right. Now, I believe you should know that your life is not going to be the same from this point forward. Or, did you already know