cosi speciale [refresh]

He knew that anywhere else outside Ostellia would cause these… these strange ‘invasive species’ to literally go batshit bonkers—while there was an idea to try and catch a second one, he knew he’d have his hands full with just this one; so that intrusive thought was shelved for the moment.

Popping the Pokéball open, he would watch as the single largest Pokémon he owned to date unfurled themselves from the red beam of light, before that weird whistling noise started once again.

“Wait, wait, what the fuck, I thought you didn’t make that noise outside of here?!” he yelled once he’d managed to clap both his hands over his ears.

What a mess this was going to be. But he had to… try.

(Because what if that was a fluke, during the race? What if it was just him being delusional?)

Baby steps, Alkaid. Baby steps.

[tangent=“That’s so noisy!”]“Che rumore!”[/tangent]

What an irony.

Celesteela’s rarity increased from Invasive to Common! -5 to +0

If there was one thing Benet and Alkaid shared between the two, it was the fact that they were just so damned-ass indecisive, especially now!

However, it was too late to back out now; they were already on this one-way train to… to who the fuck knew where, and besides…

Wasn’t that little gathering of other players more than enough to cue him in about how potentially ‘useful’ the strange ‘invasive species’ were?

So for today’s video:

[tangent=“Please don’t hit me,”]“Per favore non colpirmi,”[/tangent] he would hiss quietly, watching as the Celesteela flew around the area. He knew that it was all a matter of time, before… before something happened. The problem was, had he literally just imagined him and the Celesteela literally ‘working’ together during that one-time race, or something?

Was that a fluke?

Or maybe he was taking this approach from a completely wrong perspective?

“Okay, okay, focus. If it’s not English, or Italian…” he would muse quietly as he paced, the quiet whistling pickin up once again.

He would really put this harebrained theory to the test once again.

[tangent=“Can… can you understand me, if. If I speak to you, in this language?”]“Peux-tu… peux-tu me comprendre, si. Si je te parle, dans cette langue?”[/tangent] he tried once again, making sure to carefully enunciate his French to make sure the Celesteela heard him—damn, how long had it been since he had a proper ‘conversation’? Polaris wasn’t online as often as he liked, so he had to make do with mental exercises…

For a few quiet moments, the whistling echoed throughout the clearing.

Maybe he had failed, maybe it was just a fluke after all…?

After what felt like an infinity to him, the whistling… the whistling would gradually cease; before the tiny little Celesteela head would turn to face him; and in turn, the entire… the entire body would approach him.

[tangent=“So… you can?”]“Alors… tu peux?”[/tangent] he tried again in French; hoping against hope that this really wasn’t just a one-time thing, that it was most likely the real thing—

He would watch in quiet wonder as the gigantic Pokémon would come to a teetering stop, before settling down close to where he stood, staring up at their absolutely monstrous form.

[tangent=“It wasn’t Italian, or English all along you could understand?”]“Ce n’était pas de l’italien ou de l’anglais que tu pouvais comprendre?”[/tangent] he continued with the same hesitance, tentatively reaching out a hand towards where the all-too-small head was perched atop the ridiculously large body.

[tangent=“So it’s true? French, then?”]“C'est donc vrai? Du français, alors?”[/tangent]

He waited quietly for an answer.

Just even the tiniest acknowledgement would do…

Celesteela’s rarity increased from Uncommon to Rare! +5 to +10