Mission 7: Calamity of the Cove Correspondence-P.3 James looked over the newly unfurled map. The parchment reeked something odd, and the moldy smell irritated his nostrils something fierce. He sneezed, making sure the double-shot landed as far away from the decrepit sheet as possible. The map was undeniably ancient -possibly even outdated- and it agitated the allergies he hadn't realized had existed, but this sheet was his only chance of to find his way to the bay.
"It looks like the bay is right over these bluffs..." James muttered to no one in particular. The only other one there was Lyra, and since she had been mounted atop his back the entire time, there was no point in informing her of the path.
"At least she's stopped bawling her eyes out..." An inaudible sigh accompanied his thought. Sometime in the midst of the journey to the edge of the Alomomola cliff sides, Lyra had apparently come to some kind of grips with her missing mother. She was still sniveling slightly and her reddene
Mission 7: Calamity of the Cove Correspondence-P.2 An Ampharos sat at a large wooden desk in the center of his office and scrawled letters onto a piece of paper. He paused momentarily to think of the next line and tapped the back of the feather quill against his chin. Finding the words to continue, he dipped the quill into the ink well and put the tip to the page.
The door was suddenly thrown open violently, swinging into the office wall with a loud THUMP! The Ampharos glanced up for a second, but seeing that the intruder posed no threat, went back to writing. The Bayleef standing in the door sported a menacing glare and angry huffs poured from his nostrils, but the Ampharos recognized the tan-furred mini-dinosaur as a member of his own guild.
"Oh, hullo. Can I help you with something?" Was the only thing to leave the Ampharos's mouth.
James advanced into the room with anger-weighted footsteps. The claw on each foot clacked on the wooden floor with every step, only made more deafening by th
Mission 7: Calamity of the Cove Correspondence-P.1 James pulled his head up off the moss-riddled, grassy floor of the forest. The Bayleef blinked in a feverish attempt to regain vision again. His mind was clouded by the pounding, painful sensation of a headache.
What... What had happened? All that I can remember was a plan to stop Shade... Something had gone wrong, terribly wrong. The plan had come apart at the seams. The whole effort was to keep Jasmine from getting attacked, yet that's one of the only parts that I can recall. There was an explosion, a blinding white light.
When his vision finally returned, James glanced around at the damage. Considering there was just an explosion, there wasn't really any physical damage to the landscape. Then again, it was a little hard to pay attention to details when a constant flurry of other teams was running in and out of his sight.
"Huh, I wonder why everyone's in a panic... What do you think Marci?"
No response. He whipped his head around
C-Sealed in Another Body Chapter 8Chapter 8: Inky-Black Hearts
A grunt of pain escaped from my lips as I regained consciousness. I sat up rather slowly, as the throbbing headache that filled my head would only let me go so fast.
"Ugh... Did someone get the species number of the Pokemon that just hit me?" I moaned, rubbing the back of my head gently with a vine.
I glanced around the room I was in. It almost looked like a stereotypical office complex, but something definitely looked off. The walls, windows, and floors were all of such a quality of clean, it was if the entire building had been submerged in bleach five minutes ago. Yet, there wasn't a single piece of furniture. Only a labyrinth of cubicles remained.
How did I come to end up here? I had never even been in an office before, much less one that seemed so off-kilter.
Another groan attracted my attention to the being sprawled out beside me. Sammy! Somehow the Sigilyph had ended up here as well! Sammy grunted once more before prying his eye open. He