Basch fon Ronsenburg (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ruinimpendent) wrote2017-01-10 01:26 am
ruinimpendent) wrote2017-01-10 01:26 am
cute post-pokemon adventures maybe worldhopping the other way idk
[ Much time had passed for him since he returned from Johto to Ivalice. Not just time, but much had been seen. He had lost who he was, but gained a new life - a new duty. But, today, he was not with Larsa. (He had left him in the care of his Houndoom and Haxorus, who had also gotten special armour.) No, today Basch had two jobs to do. One was to make sure his Pokemon were given free roam so they did not act spoiled. The other was to investigate rumours of violence.
What Basch had not expected - Floette still in his armour, nested and sleeping - was to find a quite magestic machine simply in the open, abandoned by time. It seemed to be the sort of machine which was from an era long past. This was no violence - and there were not even Golems nearby.
He had simply meant to investigate it, eye it over - but, instead, his damned Spinda had gone over and pressed a button on it, letting out a combination of whines and chuckles. (Now that Basch had met Balthier, he could see the similarities. It didn't make these silly diversions more or less irratating.) As the machine whirred on, he put a hand to his Flygon. To Ashelia, his promise to Dalmasca. (Ashe had been amused at the Vibrava when she were smaller, and Basch had eventually explained where her name had come from. He had also managed to breed some others, to give to the others of the party. Though magick or something.)
And stood, Judge Magister, as there was a bright flash. Whatever came from the other end, he thought he would be ready. ]
What Basch had not expected - Floette still in his armour, nested and sleeping - was to find a quite magestic machine simply in the open, abandoned by time. It seemed to be the sort of machine which was from an era long past. This was no violence - and there were not even Golems nearby.
He had simply meant to investigate it, eye it over - but, instead, his damned Spinda had gone over and pressed a button on it, letting out a combination of whines and chuckles. (Now that Basch had met Balthier, he could see the similarities. It didn't make these silly diversions more or less irratating.) As the machine whirred on, he put a hand to his Flygon. To Ashelia, his promise to Dalmasca. (Ashe had been amused at the Vibrava when she were smaller, and Basch had eventually explained where her name had come from. He had also managed to breed some others, to give to the others of the party. Though magick or something.)
And stood, Judge Magister, as there was a bright flash. Whatever came from the other end, he thought he would be ready. ]
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A-aye. And do not apologize - I should apologize.
[ He looks back to the machine, giving a grunt as he continued to try and get the friend to... settle. His Flygon gives a huff, coming closer. Don't make her headbutt you. ]
'Tis the fault of that, not I. As soon as we return to the Imperial Palace, I can get engineers here to investigate.
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That would be appreciated...not that it isn't good to see you again. There's just a lot back home that I need to take care of.
[Like a certain trio of clones.]
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There is still duties for you to carry out - I understand. [ Though it was selfish, Basch wished he could linger with Cloud for longer. Many of Ivalice didn't believe his quest - seeing his Pokemon as simply monsters altered by Mist.
With Cloud, he could have another who went though worlds, one to relate to. However, none of this was visible on his face. He's placed his helm back on, gesturing to follow him. Close by is an airship. ]
...There is much which has happened to I. Chaos and heartbreak both - I hope it is not the same for you, Cloud.