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[mischiefbreeder]

Who: Basically anyone invited in this post
What: Camping!
When: 25th to the 31st
Where: The southern lake!
Summary: Pokémon trainers, numerous as they are, decide to leave the village for a while and rough it!
Rating: PG
Yeah it's just gonna be a hodge podge of threads. Make a comment or a sub-thread or what-have-you.

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[tsunsandsteals]

[No battling, how dumb. But at least they're allowed to train, right? No one said no training allowed. Right now he's having Sneasel sharpen his claws on a rock in hopes of him soon learning Metal Claw. Quilava is dashing to and fro to build his speed, and Golbat is...hanging from a tree branch. Sleeping.

Silver gives the bat a dirty look, trying to decide whether he should say something or not.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Gold honestly has to wonder how two people who look the same can act so differently.]

Oi oi, you're still missin' the point.

[tsunsandsteals]

How? They're not even using any attacks! [snort] Golbat's not even doing anything.

[mischiefbreeder]

Lemme put it into perspective for you, dude. You heard that announcement, right? The one about the power cap?

[cooltrainer]

[Green is going to have all three of his Pokémon out, keeping a close eye on the territory. Green himself is regularly checking up on those in the campsite, when night falls.

The truly astonishing thing for Green, during this whole trip...?


He never trains once.

Most of what he spends free time doing is reading, taking notes, or just absentmindedly writing... something. "Dear Grandfather"?]

[tsuntrader]

[So everyone else is off doing other things, and it's just Green and Silver sitting at camp with paper, pencils, notes, and books.

The awkward silence is definitely looming in the air. Sneasel tries to just sit and relax by Silver's side, but he can't help but periodically look over at one of the two of them.

Sure is nice and calm and fun over here.]

[cooltrainer]

[Just... don't think about it! Just sit and keep writing notes, focus on your reading.

Charizard is also out, right now, watching his trainer and exchanging awkward glances with Sneasel.

Eventually, Charizard lets out a concerned bellow.]

--What is it, Charizard?

[tsuntrader]

[Feraligatr and Murkrow are out, but they're not relaxing within an immediate distance of Silver. Regardless, Silver shifts his attention from what he's reading to Green, then Charizard when he speaks. What's up with Charizard?]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Haaaaaaaay gurl, whatcha writin'?]

[cooltrainer]

[Haaaaaaaay gurl why don't you ask him? Green's shorthand is a bit difficult to read, but it seems to be a basic summary of what he's been doing in Luceti, if Gold looks over his shoulder for a read.]

[tsuntrader]

[Like Green, this is training break week. Silver's not touching training- even if he's done resistance training with the power turned lower as a handicap, now's not the time. Now's the time to be ready for anything.

He's content to guard the campsite, only taking a couple of trips back to the village- both that have mixed results- but otherwise, he spends his time up in trees a slight distance away, keeping an eye out from higher up while talking to Sneasel and Murkrow, down by the campsite, reading his father's book on ground types for the thousandth time, trying to keep track of all the papers with notes that he's kept between the pages, fishing with Yellow since he did learn to fish... Somewhat... With her, and...

...Swimming in the center of the lake with Sneasel and Feraligatr. This is for the most part a daily occurrence. He even has goggles thanks to Gold. It's something nice and refreshing that he just isn't about to pass up.]

[cilantro]

[Like one or two of the other trainers, Cilan's biggest priority isn't necessarily to be training his Pokemon. In fact, his primary concern seems to be on keeping an eye on their food supplies and things like figuring out what should be made for dinner that night. You know, gotta keep you kids (and the pokemon and the other two or three adults?) from starving to death in the woods and all. So most of the time throughout the week while we're out here, you'll likely catch him setting up and preparing or working on meals for the group. He's got his own little table and equipment that he had packed in his magical hammerspace bag and is entirely focused on the task at hand...not that he'll mind too terribly if someone wants to talk or help, provided that they don't make a mess of things...

When he's not cooking, though, he can be found attempting to chat up anyone else here or doing miscellaneous other things like fishing or just sitting and relaxing with a cup of tea. Sometimes his Pokemon are around--usually he's accompanied primarily by Pansage of course, but Crustle and Stunfisk make occasional appearances too. They stick pretty close to Cilan a lot though since they're mostly unfamiliar with everyone else here, but you're more than welcome to try to interact with them anyway.]

[cooltrainer]

[Green helps with the meals, mostly by foraging at dawn and dusk and bringing him all sorts of edible plants, fruits, nuts, and fungi. Yes, he did get a guide to foraging for this area, nothing is poisonous.

On one such evening, Green sits down next to Cilan's table after putting a small bag of said foraged foods onto it.]

I appreciate your contribution. Cooking these meals has been good motivation for everyone.

[cilantro]

[By this point, Cilan trusts his judgement in that anything he found wasn't poisonous, so he gives an appreciate "hmm" when Green places that evening's findings on the table for him.]

Well, I'm more than happy to help. Eating properly is important after all, even when camping and spending time outdoors, and as a chef, it's only natural for me to help produce quality meals with good taste even when outside the kitchen. [And judging by how well he's been able to make tasty meals and feed everyone so far, it's somewhat obvious that he's not entirely a stranger to having to make meals for people even while out in the woods. He takes a peek inside the bag to see what you found this time.] And of course, I should thank you for bringing these for me too--occasionally, I don't have as much time as I'd like to search for some plants and ingredients on my own, so it's quite appreciated.

[tsuntrader]

[Okay, inviting the guy that knows how to cook and carries a kitchen around was a great idea. While Silver doesn't want to interrupt him while he's cooking, he curious and can't help but approach him while he cooks. Seriously, how do you fit all of this stuff in a bag?]

[cilantro]

[Because we're practically magic, okay. How else would we be able to make such delicious meals with a kitchen that somehow fits in one bag...

Cilan doesn't seem to notice Silver approaching at first, concentrating on the task at hand. Even if he did, he doesn't mind Silver being there or watching, provided that he doesn't get close enough to knock something over of course. From the looks of it, he's making some kind of soup today despite how contradictory my keywords are. At some point he does look up.]

Oh, hello Silver! How are you?

[mischiefbreeder]

[Hey there, Cilan, word on the grapevine is that you're cooking dinner. That happens to align perfectly with Gold's interest. He likes food, you see.]

Hey! So what's on the menu tonight?

[cilantro]

Hm? [He only looks up for a second to see who it is (Oh, hello Gold!) but then he's back to working on dinner while talking at the same time.] Well, for tonight's dinner, currently I'm working on preparing a meal of potatoes and sausage to go with some cornbread that I finished making a little while earlier.

[He's currently in the middle of chopping several potatoes that have already been skinned into cubes, along with what looks like some (already chopped) onions and green peppers and sausage. There's also some containers of seasonings like garlic powder, butter, and even ketchup and such set off to the side along with an iron skillet that's waiting to be used to cook all this stuff in once he's done chopping up the potatoes.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[On one of these days, Gold decides that the stress of the whole situation is a bit too much to bear, and so he takes matters into his own hands to diffuse it a bit.

Laying on the ground in plain sight is one Nerf dart gun. It's fully loaded and ready for use. But for what purpose? Better decide that fast, as Gold emerges from his hiding spot and shoots a dart from his own gun at his unsuspecting target!!]

[tsuntrader]

[Oh hell no, Gold. He's grabbing that Nerf gun instantly and using it to shield himself from your dart before firing his own.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Alright, that's the action Gold's talking about, Silver! Gold dives out of the way and shoots a dart right back!]

[cooltrainer]

[Green is out right now, but that dart hits a confused Charizard! Play? Is that... play?? What are these little foam thingies?]

[mischiefbreeder]

[OH GOD I HIT CHARIZARD I DON'T WANNA DIE.]

[contestconqueror]

[Gold was I supposed to catch that dart and bring it back to you?


Is that how this game works? :D... /tailwagging.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[... Uhh...

...Okay, not exactly what he'd planned here, Nana, but he'll roll with it. Gold holds out his hand for the dart.]