Lucre Merrimere

[Shadow Serenity]

As they walked, Alex listened eagerly to Feyza’s enthusiastic accounts of battles they’d won and such, nodding along and offering the occasional ‘ooh, smart!’. The buizel, he guessed, was younger than his girlfriend’s little sister, and growing up with her around constantly did wonders for his ability to communicate with children.

For her part, Kimiko was again content to remain silent as they walked. Alex paid her no mind; she was probably keeping an eye on their surroundings, making sure Jean and Lyra didn’t run off on their own or something like that. He couldn’t quite read her expression in her new form with a quick glance, but from what he knew about servine, her posture didn’t suggest anxiety or frustration or anything. If that mattered while the servine in question was a former human, anyway. She did, however, seem focused on the rooftops of the village that had just sprung into view, much to Feyza’s clear disappointment.

Ans speaking of the buizel… At the sound of Feyza’s shout, they both turned to see the binacle dismantling the fishing traps. Alex had a mind to speak up, too - were all Pokémon here former humans? Or at least, sentient? Probably not a good idea to be setting traps for them… on the other hand, what did he know of this place? Better not to assume.

Instead, he turned to the buizel. “Friends of yours?” he asked, his tone clear in showing he did not truly think so.

 

[Cresselia92]

Ahhh, the journey toward Feyza’s hometown was so pleasant and peaceful. It really felt like an exciting field trip! Lyra alternated between marveling at their surroundings and listening to the Buizel’s tales with unabated curiosity. Whenever the weasel told something intriguing, Lyra always had some comment to offer.

“Whoa, really?! No way! That’s incredible! So what you did was…?”

“Yikes! Sounds rough! I’m so glad that you…”

“Now that’s what I call a job well done! Still, I can’t help but wonder about…”

And soon they reached Merrimere, which Feyza didn’t seem much thrilled about. Lyra was about to ask the Buizel to show them some interesting places to cheer her up, when…

CREAAAK!

The Buneary’s ears jolted upright as the uncomfortable noise rattled her fine hearing and she let out a soft gasp when Feyza barked at someone. Startled by this sudden change of events, Lyra took a cautious glance at that… those Pokémon.

Um… what was their species’ name? It was some kinda name that started like ‘binary’ and was mixed with… ‘subatomic particle’, then… ah, right! Binacle! That’s the name, yep! And they were fiddling with what seemed to be a trap of sorts, probably used to catch fish.

Now, Lyra wasn’t an expert of traps and fishing by any means — the most she knew was swinging a Good Rod by some random water spot to try to find new water friends — but she was preeeeeetty confident that traps weren’t supposed to look like messy chunks of bent wires that could (gasp!) scratch someone! That’d be very bad!

“Oooh, those rascals! They’ve got some explaining to do!” Lyra huffed before hopping on a wooden surface. She thumped as hard as her tiny body could afford, aiming to make enough noise and get the attention of the bickering Binacle.

“Hey! You! Why are you breaking all that stuff that has been built with a lot of time and effort? That’s, like, very-very rude!” Lyra pouted, her arms pressed on her hips and her foot still thumping, albeit with less energy. “So? Are you like, what, a couple of meanies or something?”