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Hm? Is there a visitor? You must be here to see the cherry blossoms, then. They really are beautiful. I take care of the garden as best I can so it looks nice like this. There are lots of other flowers here, if you're curious.
If you're an intruder, of course, wishing harm to my mistress Yuyuko Saigyouji, I can easily cut you down.
Who am I? Youmu Konpaku. It's a pleasure to meet you.
((Independent roleplay and ask blog for Youmu Konpaku of Touhou. I'll roleplay with any fandom and any OCs.
All icons are made by me. No images are mine.))
Current M!A: None.
In a relationship with Momiji Inubashiri [divinewhitewolfyoukai] and Koumajou Densetsu!Sakuya Izayoi [endlessservant]; both AUs.
"Mhm, sometimes brute force doesn’t always work, so you have to think then attack." He gave a chuckle but then turned serious. "My concerns lie with what we will encounter, I am only a champion level digimon, so….I do hope you have plenty of skill to help, for I may need it."
"Well, as long as swords can work on Digimon, I don’t think there should be much problem." She wasn’t looking all to forward to cutting Digimon in half, though she figured the effects of her swords worked differently on these types of creatures. "But at least you’re staying at a Champion now, which is better than being Impmon, right? Do you think you’re changing back anytime soon?"
The tengu close her notebook and put it away. There was no use for it for now. But when she need it, she’ll pop it out and write some things down. But taking some notes before putting it away. Maybe a few pages she could use for like a journal of their adventure together. But maybe it should be for another notebook. it was a good thing she carry around about two extra blank notebook. Why? That wasn’t important. But she put away the current notebook, not needing to write anything in it she decide.
She wrote some things down in the blank new notebook. What did she write? A few things here and there. It was mostly about Youmu since she was the star of the group. The tengu wouldn’t call it a group actually since it was just the two of them. But to begin the writing she started out meeting the half ghost from falling down a slope hill. After getting pass bushes in Petalburg Woods, she met the gardener on the other side. Her only Pokemon didn’t seem to fall along with the crow. But it didn’t matter. That was all done with.
They met together, talk a bit on what Youmu was doing here. Still the tengu was surprise to met someone like the half ghost here in the outside world. She thought she was the only one to be here in the outside world. Guess not that she’s not the only one. There could be others as well but Youmu was the first and only one she know of. After the encounter, they had a little practice battle with each other. It was obvious who would have won. But they both want to end the battle in a draw so they somewhat call it truce.
After that, here they are, still in the forest. The tengu decide to tag along with the half ghost, being like her partner. But she was only a photographer. But again the star was Youmu, not Aya. The tengu had her benefits just by tagging along with the half ghost. There, so the journal of the blank notebook had started. The journey of the half ghost gardener with her beginning Pokemon, Spheal. It was going to be an interesting story to write about the gardener. Maybe some who admire and like Youmu would like to read about her adventure back in Gensokyo. But first data need to be collected.
The tengu gave a few nods when the half ghost started to spoke. So she doesn’t want to be like other trainers in the outside world who want to be the very best. She just want to get stronger without a reason and explore the outside world. It was common for people in Gensokyo to want to explore the outside world. They want to experience new things. Even though the tengu want the same, it didn’t really concern her. But again, tagging with Youmu would benefit her many ways.
"So you just want to experience new things. Well, that’s understandable. If you don’t mind I’m going to write about your journey for a story. But of course with your permission. But your idea of a journey have no goal. Hopefully you’ll decide what to do soon. What will happen when you’re done exploring? What purpose do you have by training and catching Pokemon? I know I have my reasons. But yours, I don’t know."
The tengu gave a shrug. Really, it didn’t matter what Youmu would decide to do. The tengu already had her goal planned out. She want to go around taking picture of Pokemon for the admiration of their appearance. It was setting into motion. But overall the tengu’s reasons and purposes are like that of saying neutral. But this wasn’t about what the tengu wanted to do now after she met up with the half ghost. They’re now partners in a way. It was more fun to travel with others rather than alone. Well, some say that and some say otherwise.
Before they could continue to what to do, a wild Pokemon appear out of a rustling bush. A new unknown Pokemon show itself. The tengu doesn’t know what it is, she wasn’t an expert. But Youmu was the one with the Pokedex. So if they want to get any information, the half ghost would have to look it up in the Pokedex. The tengu said that the gardener was going to need it more than Aya.
But nonetheless the tengu pop out her camera, ready to take pictures of it. The new Pokemon didn’t seem to be afraid. It look like it was going to be afraid and run off easily. But it didn’t. It look at Youmu and Aya with a confused face. What was it? It’s appearance of mostly white for the body, a green bowl cut hair that covered its eyes, and two red horns sticking out.
After Youmu had delivered her monologue, she saw Aya putting away her current notebook for a new one, starting to scribble down some things in it with her quill pen. Though it was old-fashioned to do so, it fit the image she had of Aya. She wasn’t particularly nosy, but did flash a quick glance toward what the tengu was writing. She knew that Aya wouldn’t mind, but writing something in a notebook still seemed private…but, Youmu was taking a short look anyway.
As any other notebook, it was all words, scrawled in very reporter-like handwriting, mostly unreadable. She could recognize a few writtances of her own name, and Mizu’s. From that she could gauge Aya might be making a written log of what was going on on their journey. It would make a good memoir once all their travels were over and done, actually, and she might look forward to reading it. Although it was her own journey, reading it in another person’s words—Aya, even—would be intriguing.
Aya seemed to notice Youmu’s slightly questioning glance towards the notebook, and did go on to explain what she was doing. Indeed it was a written record of what had happened so far. She nodded, interested, also hoping that Aya was going to enjoy their adventure. If Youmu was the one getting all the action, and not the other, it might be unfair. But Aya had her camera; no doubt the tengu would be taking pictures of where they were, the Pokemon she met themselves, and everything in between. So she would entertain herself with that. Youmu with her Pokemon journey and Aya with her journey and photos.
Only had the half phantom finished that thought that the bushes rustled nearby them. Both turned to gaze at whatever had made the foliage shake so; after a few seconds, a small shape approximately a foot tall emerged from the grass, only some sort of red fin shape visible. Youmu took a few steps back as the creature took a few forward, revealing its whole self to them, tilting its head in Youmu’s direction.
The Pokemon (what else could it be?) was waving its arms slightly as it shuffled towards them—what-could-be-called green bowl-cut hair and two red fins adorned its head, the rest of its body an off-white shade. Its legs appeared to be blobular more than anything, and its little tail trailed behind it. Almost immediately after encountering it, Youmu took out the Pokedex Aya had given her, shining its light towards the green-and-white Pokemon. All this time, it didn’t seem to be afraid of either of them, and even Mizu only tilted its body questioningly.
A quiet, robotic female voice gave the two of them an explanation for the Pokemon:
"Ralts. The Feeling Pokemon. Ralts senses the emotions of people using the horns on its head. This Pokemon rarely appears before people, but when it does, it draws closer if it senses that the person has a positive disposition. It takes cover if it senses any hostility."
So this Pokemon was called ‘Ralts’. She had wondered why the Pokemon, if wild, was acting so friendly towards them. They were not hostile, that was for sure. But the Pokedex had said they only ‘drew closer if they sensed the person had a positive disposition’. Nearby were only she and Aya; if it was not Aya (it had tilted its head towards her), did that mean it was saying she was of ‘good disposition’? That she was, in other words, a good person? Or was she getting a little too ahead of herself, and it was all a coincidence.
Curious to learn a bit more about this Ralts, she pressed the button on the data-holding device to see a little more information on its moves and type. As a Psychic-type Pokemon, that made sense that its power dealt with emotions. Its moves weren’t particularly offensive, also relying on dealing with the opponent’s mind. It seemed mostly harmless as it was, Youmu figured it was at a low level, maybe around the same as Mizu’s. It was enough for now, so she pocketed the Pokedex to look at the Pokemon again; Aya seemed to be merely standing still as well.
Oddly enough, the Ralts only seemed to idle there, staring at Youmu. Though she couldn’t see its eyes, its gaze still felt piercing. Yet at the same time it felt friendly and warm. The gardener’s own Pokemon seemed to be in a better mood than before, clapping its flippers together quietly, and not even attempting to attack the wild Pokemon. It was a moment of near-silence save for bird calls nearby, in Youmu’s half-excitement and half-curiosity-slash-confusion; then the Ralts clapped its own arms together quietly, its parted lips growing into a sudden small smile.
Unsure what to do, Youmu glanced at Aya. “…This Ralts?” she said questioningly, looking at the Psychic Pokemon and then back at the tengu. “Apparently, it’s come close to us for some reason. I don’t want to scare it away, but I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do.” The half ghost kept her voice soft, for fear that a tone too loud might scare the petite Pokemon away.
"Hah, yes. I agree, we should drop this before it turns into some kind of ridiculous argument, yes? It’d be a shame if we started fighting over a petty subject like this." Momiji gave a small chuckle. It was true that she thought Youmu’s life was a whole lot cooler than hers and that the gardener definitely led a more prosperous life than her own. But starting an argument over it was silly and pointless. It’d cause more harm than it would help.
"Heh, so you felt like that too? I felt pretty much the same way, probably because I was too focused on work on whatnot. I enjoyed my work, of course, but yeah…It felt like it was missing something." Momiji nodded in agreement to Youmu’s statement. She said it well enough that Momiji herself couldn’t and never would be able to say it better. Maybe they really were just missing that important significant other in their lives. Yeah, that sounded about right…Youmu had hit it spot on.
"Food I like? Well things with meat tend to come to mind, ehe…But specifically? Um…I guess I enjoy a nice hotpot in the winter time. Always enough food leftover for a nice lunch the next day. Not to mention that it’s delicious and easy enough to make! Sukiyaki really fills you up too. Yeah, I say that’s probably one of my favorite dishes. Oh, but fish is good too…erm…Aha, I’ll eat pretty much anything you cook though! I’m not all that picky an eater." She didn’t really have the money to be picky in her life.
"So, um, how about you? What kind of foods and sweets do you like?"
"Hot pot, huh? I’ll be sure to take note of that," the half ghost remarked. She herself also liked the dish, and it wasn’t too difficult to cook. She could take care of many things at once by putting them all into the pot at the same time and let it cook, stirring them one by one and checking them all, but all she really had to do was continue to supply food for the meal. And it was delicious and warm to the heart on cold days. The youkai mountain god pretty cold in dead winter, didn’t they? Perhaps she could go over and make some hot pot with Momiji, if Yuyuko would ever let her.
Oh, Momiji had said ‘anything you cook’…did that mean she expected Youmu to come over again at some point? She would love that, but as usual, the main problem was either of their mistresses letting them go. But she shouldn’t worry about that right now, and just cherish the time she had with Momiji at the moment. It wouldn’t last very long, which meant she had to value it even more. Maybe they should even stay up as long as they could/ But she didn’t want Momiji to miss work the next day…Aah, she was overthinking it.
"As for myself, I don’t mind eating anything. I make what Yuyuko-sama would like to eat, and that’s what I’ll eat as well." Nor was she a picky eater. "But I like hot pot too, and curry." The childlike-ness was still in Youmu; how typical for someone like her’s preferred dish to be curry.
"Let’s see…Um." They were really out of questions, at least Youmu couldn’t think of any, not without embarrassment that is. Or she could go with slightly more boring questions…Boring questions it was. "Do you read much, Momiji? What kind of books do you like to read?"
That would be nice of course, a popular series that most are into and would leave the maid spending countless recovery hours reading because of the series natural wonders that it contains. Any series would be perfect for this, she didn’t have to dive in straight away to the most popular series out there, as any book can be the best book in the world to the right reader. So really the maid doesn’t have to pick favorites, just to one she may be interested in. To which may prove to be difficult due to the maid being busy 24/7 back at the mansion, and only had the chance to read a book or at least read a couple of lines when she was asked for Patchouli’s assistance with something that Remilia needed her for.
"Hmmm…"The maid keeping her hand under her chin in a deep thought. The mansion’s library had acquired a lot of story books from the outside world, so it was a big opportunity for the maid to get any series she wanted. At this point the maid suddenly lit up a bit as she began thinking of what the mansion and the human village was like compared to the outside world. Of course this world didn’t have electricity much like the outside world does. But this gave the maid a pretty good idea on what type of series she may get into. It’ll leave her occupied so that she isn’t worried about getting straight back into work, and of course, it would let her leg heal completely and she’ll be fully fit ready to go once it is.
"Well why not start with something action packed. Something that’ll keep me reading through out each page I turn over. Like something from medieval times that I’ve read about back at the mansion. A time where people would use swords, knives, axes, and other types of one handed or two handed weapons.Something along the lines of that I suppose. I’ll have to try to remembe-"The maid then realizing that this could be another thing for the young fairy maid to tackle in order to gain some experience."Maybe ask Yuno for this as well. I know Koakuma does a pretty good job in doing so. But the young fairy maid needs all the experience she needs."
"Medieval times, huh?" Youmu nodded again, though she didn’t dabble too much in that, she could think of some fantasy books that were set in a similar time, ones she’d leafed through a few times. But because those types of novels were all detailed and intricate, they were more of an investment than a pastime, requiring hours or more to read, digest, and finish. She was sure in a world where she had all the time to read as she liked, she would want to read them much more, and appreciate or like them. But just like nearly anyone else in Gensokyo who had a job, she had her obligations, which took all her time and had little remains. Perhaps in another world. "I’ll see what I can think of or find."
On such a trip she might pick up some books herself from the new maid—it seemed her name was Yuno—and read them with the little time she had. With Sakuya now at Hakugyokurou the work would be halved or even more because of how skilled and quick the maid was; there would be more time for both of them because twice the work was being done in half the time. Even if she couldn’t read them herself, she could ask Sakuya to and tell her about it, some more things for them to talk about and books for Sakuya to read. Maybe she could introduce the maid into other genres, or if they were ever truly desperate, ask Yukari for some of her odd collections from the outside world. While they were…trying, they could be a new outlook, if one were to think positively.
The subject of what Sakuya could do in her free time and how she would obtain the books and what kind of books she would read was already set. Youmu figured she could fly to the Scarlet Devil Mansion the very next day, or if Yuyuko was still demanding Youmu would wait until her ghostly mistress had left on one of her random days that she would go around Gensokyo meeting others or speaking with the Yakumos. A quick glance outside told Youmu that it was getting surprisingly late, the moon’s luminescence leaking into the room, their figures already casting long shadows. “I’ll go to the Scarlet Devil Mansion when I can to tell them about it, but it’s getting a bit late. Is there anything else you need?” Clearly implying that there was still work to do tomorrow, and while she wouldn’t mind spending the time with Sakuya, she still had her job as servant and gardener to take care of.
"Understood.I’ll be sure to let you know right away. May be some time before I think of a set of books to read. I may not be injured for that long, but at least I can catch up with the books in due time."The injured maid was kinda glad she was in this position for once, she knew the one who took her place at the Scarlet Devil mansion needed a lot of training. Remilia ran a strict mansion, and would want the finest in maid quality to work for her, and to be able to do anything that she asked. Sure Remilia didn’t order much, or asked for things to be taken to another place, but this would be good communication training for the young fairy maid. Maybe even Sakuya herself and Youmu can give a few pointers when she comes with the books, if she makes it at least.
For this then, the injured maid tried to think of a series of books that would require the young fairy maid to carry a good few books, not a junk load of them, but enough for her to get some experience with heavy lifting packages to another place.”Hmm.. Maybe I can have more than one set.. At least get me a few books on swords, not that I don’t trust you have a lot of knowledge on them already, but at least get me back up to speed once I’m healed. As well as maybe a medical book focusing on my leg of course, I want to be sure that I’m fully ready once I’m back on my feet.”
The maid of course knew once her recover time was done, she would have to at east get back into working bit by bit. As well as getting back into sword training with the half phantom.”To be honest, I’m not really keen in getting into a series, I cannot just think of one right now. If you have one in mind, I wouldn’t mind reading them at all.”The maid of course was more focused on getting back into work and sword training of course. Even if it meant going through the long recovery process and to be sure that she doesn’t injury her leg further.
The half ghost listened carefully as Sakuya described the type of books she wanted to read, nodding at each interval and jotting the genre down in a mental list. She wanted some books on swords so that she could theoretically learn the technique and get used to it before Youmu taught it to her hands-on. That would ensure the little she’d learned today wouldn’t run dry or be forgotten by the time Sakuya felt better. The maid also wanted some medical books to help her learn to treat her leg, and Youmu mentally noted to get some general home-remedy treatment books so that they could use it for reference if either of them got seriously hurt in the future. But while Sakuya’s choices were practical, they didn’t tell Youmu the kind of reader Sakuya was.
Youmu was about to prompt Sakuya as to why there wasn’t anything she wanted to read personally when the gardener’s question was answered. “Oh….I see.” Of course. If Youmu didn’t have much time to read how could she expect Sakuya to? Sakuya basically carried the work of the whole Scarlet Devil Mansion in her hands, and Youmu bet that Sakuya probably could read one book in one month if she was lucky. Stupid of her to think so.
"Since I don’t read too much myself, I wouldn’t know what to recommend. But how about some adventure or fantasy books? Stories about other people’s lives and adventures." They were always interesting, a much better alternative to those odd romance novels that, sadly, were oft the only ones Yukari might bring on visits to Hakugyokurou. They were not so much ‘enchanting’ as awkward for Youmu, unversed in affairs, to read. And thus she favored the tales of people who went on fantastic journeys and magical battles, even if, at times, finishing one would make her feel a bit lonely, the slightest bit left out…
"Reading?"It would be something simple for the injured maid to do, and easy too with the easy access to the library within the mansion, as with the maid being on good terms with her former mistress, she has access to. So if the maid had taken up reading, she would be able to get books instantly, The maid hadn’t really took any interest in many books, but she is eager to look at others. She has read a few books during her time at the mansion, but nothing really anything that too deep due to the constant working hours that the maid had to do at the mansion. But with her current injuries, she has all the time in the world to read a book or two, even long after she is healed, with a lighter work schedule, she can continue reading afterwards.
"Well, I’ve read a few books during my time, but I wouldn’t mind getting a few books, or at least asking the new maid in training to deliver me a few books so that I can read them. Wouldn’t mind what type of book, but I suppose I should get into a series or something. That way it can keep me occupied while my injuries heal up."The maid of course we need someone to get them of course, with the way she is, she wouldn’t want to worry the half phantom any more with wanting to walk, even if it is to get a few books to read.
"Of course I cannot get them, with my current condition, I cannot go outside much, and I wouldn’t want you to go all the way there again for a extra trip to get a few books for me. The new maid will be alright, it’ll do her good to head out and get some delivery experience in her for when Remilia requests something to be picked up or to be taken else where. As well as being a confidence boost for the little fairy maid as well."
The half phantom nodded, glad the other agreed. “Yes, reading. It should be a good pastime for you, since I’m sure that your ties to the Scarlet Devil Mansion will let you borrow some books from the library Voile.” Sakuya got along pretty well with Patchouli and Koakuma from what Youmu figured, and she was sure both of them would be fine with Sakuya borrowing books regularly, maybe even give her some recommendations. And it would be another way for Sakuya to keep in contact with the residents of the Scarlet Devil Mansion so that their relationships wouldn’t be totally severed by Sakuya’s admittance to Hakugyokurou.
Oh, yeah. In the light of the new idea, Youmu had almost forgotten that Sakuya’s leg was just about broken and so the maid wouldn’t be able to carry herself or fly to the Scarlet Devil Mansion to pick up the books. And it would be far too much trouble to ask Patchouli, the anemic, or Koakuma, only Patchouli’s assistant, to carry the books to them. Sakuya had mentioned a new maid, assuming that meant the head maid, had Remilia already elected someone else to be her primary servant now that Sakuya had left?
Youmu might want to see who was taking Sakuya’s place, though if the new maid was going to deliver the books here, then she would get to see the new maid anyway. Instead of sending out a letter, however, Youmu would likely have to initiate the cause and travel to the Scarlet Devil Mansion herself to inform them of what had happened. What if they were going to think she was treating Sakuya poorly at her new workplace…? No, she was sure they wouldn’t be so sly, and just nodded again in understanding at Sakuya’s words. “Alright then. So you tell me the kind of books you want, and I’ll probably go to the Scarlet Devil Mansion and tell them about it, so that the new head maid can deliver books to us?”
The tengu heard the half ghost making an announcement. She was announcing to call off the battle and declare it as a draw. Her little Pokemon return to her, the same expression as usual, happy and joyful. She watch the two happily looking at each other, Youmu giving her little Spheal a pat, a rub on the fur. It was like the bonding between humans and Pokemon.
But Aya was a youkai and also technically Youmu. But she was only half. Even if hybrid, full, they were friends and allied with their Pokemon companion. The Wicked Pokemon turn and head back to the tengu, the Shiftry’s owner. It keep it’s same expression. But behind that facial expression was that it enjoyed the battle they both had together. Again, it was a bond between Pokemon and human/youkai.
Well glad that was over with a happy ending, in a way. But the tengu was still happy that she was able to satisfy the half ghost. Here and there she was worried about much much things. She cared for people she was close to. She was close to the half ghost since she visit Hakugyokurou for her own benefit. But it was because she wanted to bond with the half ghost and become close friends with her.
But now that the battle was over, the crow took out her Pokeball. It was the Pokeball that contain Shiftry in. They probably had enough looking at the mean look Shiftry put on usually. So the crow beam the Pokeball at Shiftry and return her Pokemon back into the ball. Home sweet home is where Shiftry went. But it’s home was usually around the tengu or in the wild. She wasn’t sure if Shiftry was happy to even be with Aya.
Now what they’re going to do next? Youmu ask the tengu what they should do. The tengu took out her notebook. While she was in the outside world, this region, she ask people here and there for information. Maybe Youmu would like to hear some information from her. It’s a good thing Aya was about. Knowledge was power they say. So the more they both know the better they become.
"Well let’s see here… If we’re going to begin our journey, we should stop at different places they called gym and challenge people who they call gym leaders to a Pokemon battle. You earn badges as a symbol of victory for specific gyms. They are also pass for you to get into a higher challenge, a Pokemon League is what they call it. I’m no Pokemon Breeder or expert, but I got my sources. Of course you’ll become like other trainers since your journey only begun. But I’m not going to bother competing in gym battles. It’s because I’m a photographer. But I can be your practice partner anytime you want a match. But what you should do is train Mizu to be stronger and maybe evolve her. Not only that but you need to form a team. You can probably win with only Mizu. But it’s better if you catch more Pokemon for the team. I’ll do the same when I find an interest in certain Pokemon. That’s when I’ll decide I want to capture."
So the plan was to go around battling other trainers to get stronger or just maybe Aya. But with different trainers give Youmu different experiences. If Aya feel like it, she’ll participate and battle others, maybe even in a double team with the half ghost as her partner. But for now Youmu should train Mizu and capture more Pokemon for her party. But it was all up to her to decide what she want to do.
"So, what do you think? Would you like to be like other trainers and head for the big league? It’ll be a challenge and many adventure would await you. As for me, I’ll just be your partner in crime. Heh heh, I’m just kidding. I’ll just stick around for the enjoyment of it."
Ahead is Rustboro, the first gym Youmu would have to go up against. That is, if she decide to become an average trainer. But right now they’re still in Petalburg Woods. They should get out of here. The gym await the both of them. But the tengu still stand there, waiting for what the half ghost decide to do. Her journey only begun, yes. But did she have a destination where she want to get to?
"Well if you decide to be an average trainer, the first gym is right over there in Rustboro. It should be this way. I’m ready to move out whenever you are, Youmu."
With the battle officially over, Aya had returned her Shiftry to its Pokeball. Youmu might have chosen to do the same, though she felt that she might get to know her Spheal better if she let it out; though she knew little of the actual mechanisms inside the Pokeballs and was sure it was comfortable inside, she was even more sure that the fresh air and trees and grass outside was superior to being cooped up inside a small ball. So she kept her Pokeballs at her side, and let Mizu stay out. The Spheal made no attempt to tell Youmu it wanted to go back inside, and that was fine the way it was.
Though her Pokemon must be tired. Even though Aya went easy on her and Shiftry had merely dealt the lightest of blows, Mizu was still scratched up and tired. The half phantom knelt down again to pick up the seal Pokemon and hold it in her arms. Mizu was heavier than she expected, but still carryable. The Pokemon took little note of its weight, but rested comfortably in her arms, idling away as it awaited the two’s next plan.
Youmu listened with apprehension at Aya’s explanation, nodding every so often to signal that she was following. She hadn’t planned on doing much on her ‘journey’, and knew of the Gym Leaders and that beating them and the Elite Four was a normal trainer’s goal. However she herself didn’t really pay it heed; she wasn’t a super battle enthusiast, nor a Pokemon breeder type. Perhaps she would classify herself as a more of a casual trainer, in it to discover Hoenn and the Pokemon there. To find out about her own Pokemon, and herself…that was the kind of thing she had in her mind as the devil professor had set her off with Spheal.
Aya said she was a photographer and was only going to stand aside while Youmu was doing whatever she wished. That made it up to Youmu to choose what they were going to do. She turned to look at the surrounding area; they were in Petalburg Woords. Woodland as it was, it still had an urban feel to it with some semi-paved roads among all the tall grass and thick foliage, and not too far off she actually could see more light, assuming it was an exit. According to Aya’s directions, Rustboro City was not too far off.
If they went there, she could guess the main attraction would be the gym there. So if Youmu wanted to become the typical trainer who wanted to conquer the leage of trainers, that’s where she would go. Yet, somehow, solely traveling for the sake of battling more than anything else didn’t seem to appeal to her. For one such as Youmu who was all about swordplay and combat, it was a bit odd. Still, somehow she didn’t feel so much interest in it.
”Actually…I don’t think I’m too interested in battling every Gym Leader and then challenging the Elite Four like everyone else.” Aya would go along with her no matter what Youmu chose, but she still wanted to hear the tengu’s opinion on her choice.
"I guess it’s like I just want to try out being a Pokemon trainer for the journey. Maybe challenging the league would be like a side attempt, but I feel like I’m more in it to find out more about Pokemon." Her previously serious face turned a bit softer as she spoke.
"For now I just want to try it out. Meeting Pokemon and trainers and raising Pokemon and journeying. There’s so much that I don’t know about Pokemon or the Hoenn region and maybe it’s like…Maybe I feel like it’s a waste to only be in it for the battles?" She paused, trying to see if Aya understood.
One could tell Youmu had changed since way back then; she was maturer now, and not so childlike. Truthfully, she still had the naivete from her childhood years, though it might be waning away…though perhaps it was only her curiosity that was wanting her to step aside from the main story and choose the sidequest, to put it in one way.
"So I guess…I’m just not ready to do only battling yet. I want to explore the area around here and train my Pokemon, and maybe I don’t have to have a certain goal. I just want to try things out as they are now, and see if I like it, and then maybe I’ll think about what I want to do in the future."
(( Youmu talks about very shopping-like things. Is the apple better in this stall in that stall, which peddler is cheaper or more quality or organic, what she ought to buy for the dinner, which vegetables would go well with the meat she buys, et cetera. A typical grocery shopper frequent. ))
"…" Mio wasn’t sure how to respond, the way she said was just so ‘maybe, maybe not’ that she didn’t know either, but that she was trying to be mysterious for the hell of it. It didn’t bother her, it was just strange. "Are they visiting on some sort of official business or are they just friends being friends and hanging out?" Well yes and no, but she didn’t know that.
Never mind that for the time being, embarrassingly Mio’s stomach begin to audibly growl, suffice it to say she’d been napping under that tree longer than she thought. Pink-faced she turned to Youmu and asked, “I don’t suppose I could trouble you for something to eat? I’m kind of hungry… Is that normal for dead people?” She would never have thought that ghosts need sustenance too.
"Both. It depends. Being Lady Yuyuko’s good friend, Lady Yukari oftentimes comes over for a visit, whether it be official business or just a friendly one. Honestly, I don’t talk to her too much…" She paused, attempting to recall the few times she’d conversed with the gap-witch. "She’s sort of intimidating, because she’s so much older and knowledgeable than me, that not only do I spend more time speaking to Lady Ran and Chen, but Lady Yukari spends more time speaking to Lady Yuyuko as well. I guess she seems me more as a…" Doll didn’t seem the right word, nor plaything, with all its odd connotations. It wasn’t that Yukari saw Youmu as inferior, she just…saw her differently, was what Youmu thought. "As she might to Chen. A child?" As vague an answer could be.
Before Mio could respond, Youmu could hear an embarrassing growl coming from the other. She nodded, yes ghosts get hungry, because being a ghost is basically being a human except you’re dead. Did Mio ever consider that? “Well, from my knowledge, I don’t think ghosts need food to live. However, I’d imagine you would still want to eat food. For one, Lady Yuyuko eats more than a regular human would.” The half ghost stood up, starting to trot in the directino of the storage room. “I probably have some bread or buns in one of the food storages, if that would suffice…?”