Post by Maya on Sept 9, 2014 12:30:11 GMT -6
Maya trudged through the tall grass where it brushed at her knees and tickled her skin. Dororo followed after, crouching rather than standing, so only his head peaked out from the grass. He croaked in concern at his trainer's gloomy mood. They had been walking for two weeks now, shortly after Marcus... well vanished.
She didn't know what to do. There was a strange blank spot in her memory between him being there and just... poof. What had happened? She panicked for a good hour, sitting in the grass and freaking out. It took Dororo, popping out, heaving her onto his shoulder and carrying her off. When she finally felt less shaken he had put her back down. She decided to do the only thing she could. Keep going.
"Hey Oro..." Maya mused, looking around. "Do you have any fucking idea where we are going?" It was an endless sea of grass... or something poetic like that. She had looked at Marcus's map for a while and it must have been at least... two weeks since the creepy mansion.
"Grenin..." He croaked from her side, shaking his head.
"Me either. Nothing but mother fucking grass..." She kept going, stepping carefully so she didn't startle some Pokemon hidden in the grass. She had stepped on a Pikachu and sorely regretted it. The wind kept blowing her hood off her head and...
She blinked and and turned to the West (well she though it was West). There was suddenly an odd feeling coming from the wind in that direction, something that felt twisted and dark... a sharp chill that plucked at her head. It felt... strangely familiar. She frowned.
Maya thought for a moment, reconsidered, thought again, and sighed. Well, if she was truly looking for aunt she wouldn't be in the grass. If her aunt was a well trained priestess she would go towards the bad thing...
"All right Oro lets go do something really stupid." She hefted her pack and headed towards the strange feeling.
She didn't know what to do. There was a strange blank spot in her memory between him being there and just... poof. What had happened? She panicked for a good hour, sitting in the grass and freaking out. It took Dororo, popping out, heaving her onto his shoulder and carrying her off. When she finally felt less shaken he had put her back down. She decided to do the only thing she could. Keep going.
"Hey Oro..." Maya mused, looking around. "Do you have any fucking idea where we are going?" It was an endless sea of grass... or something poetic like that. She had looked at Marcus's map for a while and it must have been at least... two weeks since the creepy mansion.
"Grenin..." He croaked from her side, shaking his head.
"Me either. Nothing but mother fucking grass..." She kept going, stepping carefully so she didn't startle some Pokemon hidden in the grass. She had stepped on a Pikachu and sorely regretted it. The wind kept blowing her hood off her head and...
She blinked and and turned to the West (well she though it was West). There was suddenly an odd feeling coming from the wind in that direction, something that felt twisted and dark... a sharp chill that plucked at her head. It felt... strangely familiar. She frowned.
Maya thought for a moment, reconsidered, thought again, and sighed. Well, if she was truly looking for aunt she wouldn't be in the grass. If her aunt was a well trained priestess she would go towards the bad thing...
"All right Oro lets go do something really stupid." She hefted her pack and headed towards the strange feeling.