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Lv. 3 Shiny Sandwich
WHO: Sampo and Lycaon
WHERE: Kanto Region
WHEN: Late September
WHAT: Sampo brings Lycaon to Kanto to help him find a friend.
WARNINGS: A clown and a dog getting into trouble.
[ Supplies are a must. Kanto's a big place--it's best to bring some food and maybe even some bed rolls in case we get caught out in the wild for a day. Hope you aren't afraid of sleepin' under the stars.
Though, if we get lucky, you'll find a pal in the daylight hours and we'll be home before dinner. All depends on your luck, you know~?
Words Sampo had said to Lycaon as he shoved supplies into his invisible pocket closet. Ingredients for a quick dinner that can just be thrown together cold--plenty of water, a sizeable length of rope--some survival gear like extra thick-soled boots in case they end up climbing up anywhere high.
He's also shoving the Shiny Charm he got from Gil into his pocket; and extra water. Always, always extra water.
Travelling to the stable gate location was quick and easy--he'd been here dozens of times, both when he was on the run from TBO and now for work with PokeGo; Kanto really was like a second home to him. And maybe he liked visiting it from time to time--and that's why he doesn't mind; or even encourages others to visit. Normally he'd charge a fee too; but Lycaon isn't a ranom person he's making a profit of. Maybe he's something like a new friend. Something like that. ]
If we get attacked by wild Pokemon, the best thing to do is run; especially if they're a big fella'. Napkin here can use Shadow Sneak to fend off anything weaker, but he's not gonna' be able to fight off a bear or somethin'.
Lotta' weaker, smaller Pokemon are easy to befriend with food or snacks, though.
You got any mind in what kind'a critter ya wanna bring home?~
WHERE: Kanto Region
WHEN: Late September
WHAT: Sampo brings Lycaon to Kanto to help him find a friend.
WARNINGS: A clown and a dog getting into trouble.
[ Supplies are a must. Kanto's a big place--it's best to bring some food and maybe even some bed rolls in case we get caught out in the wild for a day. Hope you aren't afraid of sleepin' under the stars.
Though, if we get lucky, you'll find a pal in the daylight hours and we'll be home before dinner. All depends on your luck, you know~?
Words Sampo had said to Lycaon as he shoved supplies into his invisible pocket closet. Ingredients for a quick dinner that can just be thrown together cold--plenty of water, a sizeable length of rope--some survival gear like extra thick-soled boots in case they end up climbing up anywhere high.
He's also shoving the Shiny Charm he got from Gil into his pocket; and extra water. Always, always extra water.
Travelling to the stable gate location was quick and easy--he'd been here dozens of times, both when he was on the run from TBO and now for work with PokeGo; Kanto really was like a second home to him. And maybe he liked visiting it from time to time--and that's why he doesn't mind; or even encourages others to visit. Normally he'd charge a fee too; but Lycaon isn't a ranom person he's making a profit of. Maybe he's something like a new friend. Something like that. ]
If we get attacked by wild Pokemon, the best thing to do is run; especially if they're a big fella'. Napkin here can use Shadow Sneak to fend off anything weaker, but he's not gonna' be able to fight off a bear or somethin'.
Lotta' weaker, smaller Pokemon are easy to befriend with food or snacks, though.
You got any mind in what kind'a critter ya wanna bring home?~
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Words to reassure Sampo as Lycaon too, packed his necessary belongings. Like the man he was speaking to, he had prepared his own pocket closet with the necessities. But Lycaon liked having tangible materials on hand as well, so he's fitting his thigh with a satchel mostly with medical supplies, some jerky, and survival gear. The knife seemed unnecessary with his claws, though...
Oh, that's right, he was fitting the Fetters of Dromi in there too. Not for his sake, but for Sampo's.]
Understood. I am not looking to pick a fight with any of them either, and perhaps even diplomacy would be our best option. I can speak with them conversationally, at the very least.
[He taps his lips with his knuckle, remembering one that had stood out to him when he was speaking with POKEGO.]
The little purple bat Riku had...Noibat, he said? It's features stuck out to me.
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[ he's honestly not that bad a fighter--he's just really uncomfortable with it, etc.
Napkin does another little barrel-roll behind Sampo, giggling its little head off as the wolfman describes the bat, and he nods along. ]
Aww. He was a little fella, wasn't he. I remember him at the party. [ when Riku lost the throw-ball game and embarrassed himself twice-over. ] I think I know an area where those guys hang out... it's near a mountain though, so we deffo got a walk ahead of us.
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[For animals and Pokemon, that is.
Lycaon looks at Napkin as it floats to and fro around Sampo, and he holds out his hand gently to see if it'll land on it.]
Do not worry, little one. We won't push you too hard.
[But Lycaon nods at Sampo at that explanation. It makes sense--bats tended to like caves...and where better for caves than a mountain?] I do not get tired in my legs like most people, so should you need me to give you a lift, I would be happy to provide.
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[ of course he can speak to rats. ]
Oh, you'll give me a lift, huh? I'm a pretty big guy, so I'm not sure I'd wanna burden you with carrying me around, no matter how cool your robot legs are.
Hoooowwweeveerr....
[ he seems to consider a moment. ]
You said before that you had insaaaaane run speeds, right?
If we gotta' make it to the mountains while we still got daylight... I got an idea.
You gotta stick with me okay. While I don't wantch'a to carry me like this...
[ he's gonna snap his fingers, and the shadows around him start to shift and obscure Sampo's form.
when the shadows drop away, Samuel Kovacs is gone, and in its place is... a little fox that's very Sampo Coloured, and even has an expression that's unmistakably the trickster's. ]
Much easier to carry like this, huh? Don'tcha think?
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It would be somewhat of an issue carrying Sampo like that, true...He was approximately Hugo-sized, but bulkier in frame. Not impossible, but not very efficient.
He was still playing with Napkin, letting his claws playfully 'chase' the ends of their body as Sampo snaps his fingers, the shadows forming around him finally catching the wolf's attention.
Eyes widen as his form...disappears? No. He just had to look down...way down.]
...
[Will wonders never cease. It seems Sampo has the ability to change into a smaller animal as well. Crouching down, Lycaon gingerly reaches out a hand. A fox-like creature, though not any he's seen before. A Pokemon, perhaps?]
That is you, Mr. Koski? I have to say this does make you more portable.
As long as you can direct me to these mountains, I will gladly carry you. [He holds out his arms to scoop him up when he's ready.]
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copspeople who might not have the best intentions.And as I said, I'm the BEST guide. I'll show you the way, and you'll do the runnin'. It's a win-win, right?
[ he doesn't argue against the scooping, in fact, just trotting on up to invite it. Once he's settled in Lycaon's arms, Napkin is gonna zoom down and force its way in right next to him with a squeak. Carry him, too, Mr. Wolf. ]
First and foremost-- [ he's gonna point a little booted paw up towards the little town in the distance. ] We gotta go past that. After that, there'll be a forest. It's got a pretty easy path all the way through...
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That is more than sufficient.
[He looks off into the distance where Sampo is pointing, seeing that little town and what lies beyond it. It would be best to avoid running straight through it, but that's a bit of a detour. He can probably figure out the layout as he goes. He just hopes its as deserted as he'd heard.
There's a soft hum as the lapis lazuli in his legs activates, making them more lightweight than they would be normally, the soft whirr of machinery as background noise.]
Hold on. We wouldn't want you to fall now.
[Without even waiting for Sampo to reply, he starts with a walk..and then that walk turns into a jog. And then, that jog turns into a sprint. Soon the wind is whipping against their faces that it's almost hard to see what's around them. Lycaon's gotten used to it, and he can't help but hide the smile as fresh air fills his nostrils and the wind threads through his hair. He loved doing this so...so much.
The landscape whips by has he runs, practically gliding along the ground with how smooth the experience is. You'd never know he was shifting his weight from one leg to the other. Any bouncing was minimal.
For now, Sampo could just enjoy the view as the grassy hills moved past him like a bullet train.]
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Hooo---wow!
[ thats it, that's the best sampo can get out for the first moment as they really get going, at a speed that a fucking high speed car would be going. And yet it's just a guy running?! Help. This is both amazing and terrifying. Maybe it was a mistake to--
And that's when Sampo realises he'd closed his eyes. Opening them slowly, he gets to actually take a moment to watch as the scenery flies by. Trees and formations built by hand or pokemon just ... zipping by at a speed that certainly reminds him of driving through the country.
In a way it's pretty relaxing. And after the first few minutes pass, it feels less like a roller coaster and more like an exciting on-rails zipline.
He does manage to continue giving directions, especially when they reach the forest. There are paths stomped flat by pokemon and other visitors, so despite sampo warning, 'watch for fallen logs!' it'll be a generally pretty easy treck, even if Lycaon might need to slow down a bit to get through it. ]
--If you need to stop to take a break, by the way, it's not a bad idea!
[ because you know, he's been going for a while. ]
We could grab lunch?
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The town comes into view and his feet hit the pavement, adjusting for the difference in the hardness of the ground beneath him. Thuds are replaced by clacks as the street provides him guidance through the town. It's just a little place, one could easily walk it in a good half hour, and Lycaon could speed through it without so much as a blink.
Sampo's joy is contagious too, as his eye squints against the wind.
The town gives way to the forest and the ground becomes a little more unsteady. It does slow him down some, as he has to account for obstacles in the path, but overall its relatively clear.
But the little fox-man's words cause him to slow to a trot, gait slowing to a stop as he looks around.]
My apologies, I must've gotten too caught up in the run. The air is so crisp here.
[With a light bend of his head, he peers between some trees.]
I see a cave up ahead with a clearing in front. Perhaps that would be a good place to rest?
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[ he did enjoy the high speed run! but honestly he's happy to be slowing down at least a little. He's hungry and the fast run is definitely something he's not used to. Imagine being able to run like that ALL the time? Nightmare. How did Lycaon's ears not pop all the time? ]
Heyyyy. Caves are good. We love caves. Who knows, maybe we'll find a little buddy or two hiding inside, too.
I got all the things we need to set up a cute little campfire. Cook some food and maybe make some sandwiches...
Man. I'm hungry now.
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[Getting the sense that Sampo likely wants to stretch his legs after such a trip, he crouches down to let him off, and giving Napkin a little push to put it back into the air.]
Caves do give the impression of something living in them. They are nature's shelters.
[He gives a little pace just to make sure no aggressive Pokemon are about, ears perked and nose twitching. There ARE Pokemon of some sort around, but they seem docile. Or at the very least, aren't giving them the time of day.]
Having lunch sounds like a fine idea. I have brought some portable snacks, like nuts--I even remembered those pistachios.
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[ sampo might be a fool but even he's learned the important survival skill of eating energy-packed foods to keep your strength up. he's spent a lot of time running and being chased, man. some things are burned into his brain.
He's going to move to pull a small portable stove out of his secret closet space, setting up a nice blanket and a small wooden table to place the stove on...
But now he's gonna get up and start looking around for things that might be around that are edible. Fruit, maybe some roots... ]
Berries are really common in this world. And can be pretty delicious, so long as you know which ones to eat. Avoid the tiny red ones though, they'll burn your mouth off.
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Lycaon knew what was edible or not to himself by Earth standards, but Kanto did have him wondering, putting a hand to his lips.]
I should be okay with most berries, then. I am not allergic to grapes like some wolfmen are. Though I'm surprised to hear of a spicy one.
[He'll leave it to Sampo to forage, walking around to look at all the foliage and flora. Some plants looked familiar, while others, especially ones with fruit, felt so foreign.
He sees a tree right by that cave with pink berries hanging from it. Picking one of them, he turns it in his hand to investigate.]
It looks much like a peach.
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[ he speaks while actively scuffling around, moving into the trees and bushes nearby as he searches--finally before poking his head into the cave itself.
That's when he sets his eyes on a ... rather beautiful looking plant. His eyes sort of... sparkle, as he picks it up to examine it.
Turning his eyes to the other as Lycaon describes his own discovery as a 'peach'. He grins. ]
Oho. Those ones are great. Sadly, you'd need an entire basketful to fill your stomach. Big and juicy as it seems--it's a big ol' pocket of air inside. Delicious, though!
[ As he turns his head back to the beautiful plant he's found.
Usually, if a plant is dangerous or poisonous or will hurt him in some way, Aha will mutter quietly that 'that one isn't fun.'
But the Aeon is currently silent, which makes Sampo glitter with a smile. He's gonna add the herb quickly and quietly to his belongings, before coming out of the cave with a few items of his own.
Much like Lycaon's stash, most of them are berries. ]
Looks like a berry salad and a few cheese-and-wild-herb sandwiches is our choice today, friend.
I at least have some shelf-stable sauces to go with it, too.
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[In hindsight, he's quite lucky.]
Is that so? I would have been utterly fooled, from its appearance. It looks so voluminous. [He turns it in his hand, curious. There was a whole ecosystem of berries and fruits here that he'd never even known about? His head is sparking with ideas.] Are they all edible by humans? [and wolfmen, most likely if so.]
I did bring my own rations as well, in case we were somewhere without foodstuffs, but I am curious on what you'll make.
[He'll let Sampo take the lead on the lunch--he's also curious on the man's culinary skills. He seemed like a jester of hidden talents.
He sets the berries down in front of Sampo, inspecting each one.]
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[ hand over hand, he's using those clever fingers to pull things out of his little pocket dimension to set up a little picnic area. blanket on the ground, drinks set aside in a little basket, bread and butter came out of nowhere, just like everything else.
he's then slicing big thick slices of sourdough bread, spreading butter... wild watercress, and some cucumber piled nicely on the bread, along with some of that cheese he promised he had.
Except it isn't watercress.
It's Herba Mystica. And he has no idea. ]
Sure, lots of berries are edible by humans. A good most of them--but some of them have aw-ful flavor profiles. Spicy as all hell, or so bitter and dry that they suck all the moisture out of your mouth...
Maybe I should write them down for you.
I mostly just remember them by sight. I couldn't afford to just take notes everywhere I went, yanno?
[ time to eat his very rare sandwich.
Mm.
The herb is a little salty. It's nice. ]
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[Lycaon watches as Sampo expertly assembles that sandwich, crouching down to view his work. The man certainly could take what was around him and turn it into something simple, yet appetizing. He'd have to take something from this and explore what Kanto has to offer in terms of delicacies.
The watercress looked especially astonishing. It's almost as if it glittered in the sunlight. He picks up some extra, turning it in his fingers to inspect.]
Interesting. So they are edible, but not exactly something easy to cook with. [A challenge, if he's ever heard one.] I would appreciate any notes you could provide me. I will most certainly be coming back here to investigate further.
[There's a flutter of wings behind him, and his ears swivel immediately in its direction.]
...
[Flutter flutter. Patpatpatpat. Flutter.]
....Mr. Koski. I believe we have a visitor.
[Should Sampo turn around from his sandwich, he'll notice a young Noibat, perched now on Lycaon's shoulder. The man remains perfectly still, as if she would blow away in the wind if he moved an inch.]
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[ he's having a great sandwich. that wild watercress is delicious, and there's just something ... energizing about it. He feels even better than he did five minutes ago, and he's sure it's just because he's having a good time.
The God of Laughter settled in the back of his head could give him such bursts of strength, after all. Such a thing was easy for THEM.
He's having a great time with his snack, reaching for his drink, only to freeze as he levels his eyes on that bat, settled on Lycaon's shoulder...
And he grins. ]
Heyyyy there, friend. [ he likewise doesn't move. he's been here before--with Napkin. having a pokemon land on you--essentially choosing you. He doesn't want to make any sudden moves that might chase it off. ] Maybe she wants a bite of your sandwich?
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[He smiles as Sampo chomps on that sandwich--truly, the joy of someone feeling refreshed after eating a good meal is one reason why he likes to prepare them himself.
His posture remains rigid though, as the Noibat has settled on his shoulder and is peering intensely at the sandwich in question.]
Perhaps you're right. She is such a little one, she probably smelled the food and came to check it out.
[Softly, he holds up a piece of bread to her. The Noibat's ears twitch, inspecting it, before giving a soft chitter.
Lycaon's brow perks.]
It seems she is more enticed by the fruit. But...
[How does he phrase the information this little bat told him. "That clown ate the last tummyache plant!" isn't exactly courteous.]
Mr. Koski, do you know what that plant was that you used? The one that had the appearance of watercress. [He's just going to find a decently firm pecha berry to give to the Noibat, who takes it without abandon.]
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[ but... now he's sort of sweating. Lycaon's tone SAYS something and now he's mentally scrambling. Crap. Was it a bad herb after all? Was AHA playing a joke on them? Crap, uh. Uh. ]
Nope. I have no idea. I just know it isn't poisonous, and is edible. My er. 'Friend.' [ he reaches up to tap his own temple, as if to refer to the ghost that lives in his brain. ] Always warns me if something's good or bad to eat. It's how I've survived on the run for years.
[ casually just offering that tidbit. ]
...Are you allergic...?
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While it did lose a bit of its luster since it was picked, it still had a shine to it in an alluring way. He can't..entirely blame Sampo for being intrigued by it.]
Your 'roommate' can tell if something is dangerous? That's surprisingly benevolent. [..Though, he supposes Sampo understands the mindset of the god more than anyone. It could be said in an overt way.]
It's not that I'm allergic. It's just that this little one stated the herb is medicinal in nature.
And that this is the 'last' of it.
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[ so the creature will, when it can, keep sampo alive. ] So long as whatever I'm doing isn't hilarious and not particularly life-threatening, THEY'll usually stay quiet. Otherwise it's like a cacophany of the loudest bells you've ever heard...
[ he hangs his head so low. ]
...Medicinal, huh. Well. Maybe that's not such a...
[ oh his head FLIES up as a sudden look of HORROR comes over his face. ]
Wait.
Wait wait wait wait.
Are--
is--
This herb wasn't super duper crazy insane rare--??
Aha, you absolute DIPSHIT!
[ his hands come up to smack the side of his head...
...as the Aeon starts bellowing its laughter so hard it's worrisome that the thing might die from it. ]
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It's humbling.
But..that's something to reconcile with at another time. The muted sounds of Sampo's rambling become clear just as he's speaking about the herb once more.]
Mm. If I were to loosely translate, the little one says it alleviates stomach-
[He pauses as Sampo flies into his ramble. The Noibat, which had been chomping on the Pecha berry, watches in interest as the funny man across from them starts hitting his own head.
Oh, is he broken? The clown is broken, Mr. Fluffy.]
M-Mr. Koski! Is something...
[Super rare? Does Sampo KNOW this mysterious medicinal herb?]
Did something jog your memory?
[One thing's for sure, he is NOT eating that sandwich now. Just in case.]
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Of course it'd alleviate stomach issues, if... you know. By chance. I accidentally stumbled upon something pret-ty rare and... accidentally put it in a sandwich as a snack instead of bringing it back to PokeGO for research...
[ you can almost see sampo shrinking as he continues to talk.
No, he's definitely shrinking.
The shapeshifter of a man literally becomes smaller and smaller until he can hide behind his water bottle, a handful of a tiny little guy.
One of his favorite tricks for escaping responsibilities. ]
I'm pretty sure uh.
...
Dan Heng is gonna' kill me.
Especially when he was the one who taught me about Herba Mystica and ... I think there were photos involved.
...
In my defense I wasn't super focusing during that class because I was having a problem with a rock...
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Lycaon can hardly believe his eyes as he turns his attention back to the half eaten sandwich, immediately moving to peel it apart and attempt to salvage any remaining bits that might still be there.
Since plucked, it's long lost its splendor, but he's able to find a sprig or two remaining.
Veronika seems to have her own plans, fluttering down to the table and reaching to grab the waterbottle he was hiding behind like some bat shaped Godzilla.
The clown man knows Pokemon moves, too? What a funny creature!]
..I will question the rock problem with you in a moment but...I was able to salvage what I could.
[Taking from his own snacks, he lets the pistachios out of the ziplocs he placed them in and makes two sample bags with a sprig of the herb in it, sealing it tight.]
You mean to say this herb has extraordinary health benefits? As in...it can even go so far as to heal?
[Veronika stops for a second in terrorizing the small man to look at Lycaon.
That's right! It was my tummyache plant and he went and ate it like a clown!]
We should turn this in to Professor Maple quickly, if that's the case. It may still be salvageable.
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Herba, uh. Herba Mystica loses some of its effectiveness the less fresh it is, so... [ it'd have been so much more useful if he'd dug it up and potted it instead of plucking it from its stem. Oh, he's so STUPID. At least Lycaon's bagging what he can but... Within Seconds, Sampo's turning back to his real size. Right. Maple. He
He needs to text Dan Heng, right away. with a pop, he's up, big, and grabbing his phone, texting the man faster than his life depends on it. Even moving to snap a picture of the poor bagged herb while doing his best not to cry his crocodile tears like a wimp at the tongue-lashing he knows he's gonna' get from his colleagues...
Maybe he can cry at Arceus later and get some pity from him. Surely he'd understand the desire to want to eat a rare and delicious snack... right? ]
I'll. Uh. Tell you ALL about the rock thing later, It's a RIVETING story I promise, but I--
Yeah. Maple. I'm contactin' him, I'm conta--oh god he's calling me HELP--
[ and as he almost drops his phone, he not only answers Dan Heng's Phone call, but he accidentally hits the speaker phone button too, as his phone flumps gently down onto the picnic blanket... ]
1/3
Then his text alert goes off on his phone.
This doesn't immediately break the mood. Not yet, anyway. It could just be March or Caleb asking for him to come over. Maybe to hang out, answer something on stream, or something else. So, he unlocks his phone and reads the text he got.]
2/3
3/3
Sampo. Please explain to me why you sent me a picture of what I can only assume is Sweet Herba Mystica, a plant so rare that it might as well be relegated to myth, and the text, "I might have messed up."
[Ah, but Sampo might get the wrong idea. So he clarifies.]
I am not angry, for the record.
[PHEW—]
But I might be disappointed.
[—Oh, that's worse.]
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His ears are swiveled in the direction of Dan Heng's voice as he listens to him speak. And then suddenly, his blood runs cold, his singular eye fixated on those bags in front of him.
Myth. This plant was practically mythical it was so rare. It had 'mystica' in the name, for the moon's sake. And its fate was to be sandwiched between lettuce, cheese and bread (he could've baked a better bread, too)? He's quiet until Dan Heng finishes, slowly standing up and turning a horrified glance over to Sampo.
In an attempt to salvage the situation, he clears his throat.]
My apologies for interrupting. I am Lycaon, I believe we spoke regarding the event of Sir Gilgamesh's. I'm an acquaintance of Mr. Koski, and he graciously agreed to help me find a Pokemon, which brings us to today.
Are you to tell me that this plant Mr. Koski found and...digested, is not only known for its medicinal qualities but that it's so rare it's unheard of?
[Dog panic.
The Noibat perches back on Lycaon's shoulder, pistachio in hand as she munches. She also seems to have commentary on the situation, and her chittering can be heard through the speaker.
Exactly! And if it weren't for you the shrinking clown would've eaten the last of it! It won't even be as good now because he picked it. Stupid Clown. I'm going to bite his head.
Lycaon watches her flutter off to go do just that, deciding its best to let Sampo reap what he sowed as he turns back to the communicator.]
I..I bagged what we could, sir. I would be happy to hand it over to you to investigate further, as well as document the location we found it in.
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and that he'd accidentally answered the call instead of hitting the snooze button on his phone.
But now he has to both hear what the other has to say--to scold--and even worse, there's an audience. Both the Noibat who has decided the top of his head is a chew toy--Napkin, who's chewing on the rest of the bread of the abandoned sandwiches, and... the friend he's brought out to Kanto to try to show off a little to. To show how cool and responsible and good at dealing with Pokefriends he is.
And instead this.
Dammit. Dammit dammit dammit--Dan Heng, being DISAPPOINTED is WORSE than being mad...!!
At this moment he'd rather threats on his life than the disappointed tone of a man who he can just FEEL being exasperated at his heavy mistake. Sampo's shoulders slump down as he decides on defeat and the feeling of little bat teeth making his so very blue hair wet clumps against his scalp. ]
Because! I messed up. I messed up and I'm admitting it. I could just run away, you know. Ol' Sampo Koski is nothing but a man of integrity, and that should be the most important thing I'm remembered for. Not my failures.
[ his
horrendous
stupid failure. ]
In my defense...! [ of course, he can't just leave it at that!! he can SEE the look on Lycaon's face. ] If this Herb is so rare, and mysterious and --and unheard of!!!
How the heck did I just manage to stumble upon the only sprig when out foraging...! [ he groans. ] I know I'm a lucky guy but this is the wrong, wrong, WRONG sort of luck.
I thought Herba Mystica was supposed to only grow in remote, hard-to-reach areas, not ... the first cave I thought Bat Pokemon might hang out in...
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Okay, yes, disappointment is definitely worse.
He hums softly as he taps on his tablet to pull up the archives that he's so neatly organized into something sensible.]
To answer your question, that would be correct. As far as we can understand it, there are five varieties that hold unique medicinal properties. Some are for aches and pains while others aide in digestion or circulation.
I would appreciate being handed any samples that remain, small as they are, and the location will help. Sampo's right that it's strange to find Herba Mystica in Kanto, especially in a location that seems so far removed from their normal habitat.
[Pulling up the relevant files, taking notes on people and their specialties....]
You're forgiven for the mistake, Sampo. I can see that it was an honest one, but I would like for you to be on the investigation team if you think you can handle it. From what little records we have, they were first discovered in the region of Paldea, which has a Gate located in Spain. However, details are incredibly sparse, so we will need to see if there's a Paldean native we can ask for assistance in filling in the blanks.
[Dan Heng hums softly as he thinks. ]
I can see a lot of benefits for us acquiring a steady flow of fresh Herba Mystica if possible, so an expedition might be in order. It'll be big enough that I doubt POKEGO will have the manpower to handle it by ourselves. Mr. Lycaon, could I trouble you to locate someone with knowledge of the Paldea region, if not Herba Mystica specifically? I believe that your connections afford you the best possible net to find someone meeting that criteria.
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It seems the clown is scared of this little metal box that talks. Silly clown. You should be scared of me!
Lycaon whispers gently to her "Shh, let us get you something else" as he holds out the Pecha berry he picked to feed her while Dan Heng gives his judgment.
All things considered, he was glad Dan Heng didn't seem too upset. It's not like Sampo purposely did it. It was just...quite the oversight. It's not until his ears perk up at his name that he looks over at the phone, walking over and leaning over to speak into it.]
I can certainly look into it. [He brings up his own phone to quickly jot the notes "Paldea Region" "Herba Mystica" and "Spain".]
As soon as I find a lead, I will bring them to POKEGO and we can take further action.
[There's no 'if' he finds a lead. He will. If they weren't exaggerating on the effects of this herb, then it's imperative that he finds more of it. Harumasa and Viktor could benefit from its medicinal properties.
There's a small glance to Sampo, who looks practically crushed by all of this. And he just...reaches up to pat his head.
There there.]