Visiting Home (Ulrich and Ophelia(Unown))

[Imperator Arwen Hara]

It was nice to be home again, he hadn't been here in months, the place was in slight disarray, he generally left the place open to Pokemon when he left, and they generally kept the place fairly clean, but it was oddly messy, some Pokemon didn't know the rules.

Arwen sighed as he let out his Pokemon to get comfortable as he started to clean up the mess. There was some noise outside, but nothing to get upset about, the noises were generally loud out here in the forest.

Arwen looked around, the house was quaint, but surprisingly large, it was dug partially into the ground, partially covered by tree roots, if someone wasn't expressly looking for the house, they probably wouldn't find it, which was nice that it remained generally safe from human interaction THEN it would really be a mess.

Arwen swept up the thin layer of dust, remade the bed, and started making sandwiches for dinner, luckily he had bought a loaf of bread while he was in Ardhana.

[Ophelia Alseif]

The leaves on the trees began to rustle over head as Ophelia moved thew the forest. The breeze was cool and calming, making Ophelia glad she had decided to take a rest in here. Skeeter was happily trotting at her side. "Stay next to me Skeeter, the leaves may be tempting butt--"

Ophelia never got to finish as a leaf floated by Skeeter and immediately gave chase. The leaf floated up for a moment, causing Skeeter to jump up and try to catch it. But before gravity began to pull him down, Ophelia had caught the kitten pokemon at the waist, pulling him into her arms and holding him like a baby. "I told not leave my side you silly pokemon. Now lets find a good spot."

[Ulrich Verdera]

Ulrich headed back silently, rubbing the back of his head irritably with his hand. Here he was again, wearing a disguise he had picked up off of a rouge in the town near this forest. He pulled at the clothes and made a wry face, purely digusted at the fact that he had chosen to loot the wrong person.
The clothes he had taken were simply horrible. Fit for a street-preformer, sparkling, garnished with gold streaks and tassle - it completely turns the captain's vengeful and fearful aura into something much more clown-like and all the more enjoyable to poke fun at.
Ulrich's face was definitely creased in disgust, anger, and embarassment. For a man like him to be caught in this stupid get-up just pissed him off.
Plodding along next to him, Grant held his tongue, trying his best not to snicker at his trainer. "S-sabl.....sa-sa-Fffffff.." He held his sides as he walked along, occasionally turning his head to stare pointedly in Ulrich's direction.
"Laughing, are you?" The captain said tersely, not the man to be contended with. Grant shook his head dutifully, even waving his arms about to emphasize that he had no idea what Ulrich was talking about. "...Your shoulders are shaking.. And you have that stupid smile on your face again."
Grant stared at Ulrich for a moment before bursting out into a fitful laugh, "S-sable!! Sable!!! Sable~!" He waved his claw in dismissal, trying his best to seem innocent although it was highly doubtable considering the fit the sableye seemed to be in.
"Don't give me that 'P'shaaw.' I'm not overthinking your actions, Grant." Ulrich frowned and averted his gaze from the immature pokemon, trying to ignore him. Eventually, the pointed laughter got to him, making Ulrich turn sharply to menace the sableye with his finger, "I'm disguising myself to conceal my kingdom! There is nothing to laugh about there!"
"Sable~! Sable!!" It couldn't be helped. Grant was laughing loudly, holding his sides as he snickered aloud. "S-saack!!" Ulrich had Grant by the shoulders and was shaking him angrily to and fro, already fed up with the annoying laughter ringing in his ears. "S-SABLE!!"

[Imperator Arwen Hara]

Arwen continued making sandwiches, unaware of what was going on outside. "Who wants meat and who wants veggie?" He went back to his work with the sandwiches. Berries, various greens, some meat from a fallen pokemon, it was quite an interesting feat. He started a small fire and warmed the soup he had left over from the last time he made camp, it was good to have something to dunk the bread into, it made it that much more enjoyable.

Arwen sighed, he would eventually like to teach the Pokemon to cook, rather than forage, it would be nice to have them cook for a change. He loved them, but sometimes the cooking got tiring, maybe he'd let them forage for awhile, that way he could take a break for a few days.

[Ophelia Alseif]

Ophelia held Skeeter in her arms, the kitten pokemon purring in her arms as they walked along the beaten path. "What is that?" Ophelia said mostly to herself as she heard a noise. Then Skeeter suddenly jumped from her arms, racing off. "Skeeter! Come back!" Ophelia took off after the little Skitty, while Skeeter chased after the scent of samwiches.

[Ulrich Verdera]

Grant sputtered unintelligable words as he struggled violently under the hands of his trainer, "S-sableeee!" Using his claws, he scored them deeply in the earth and flung them at Ulrich suddenly. "Sable!!" He cheered aloud the moment the trainer's grip loosened and quickly wormed his way out. Pride turned to cold fear once he realized what he had done.
"You...."
"SABLE!!" Grant took off swiftly, quickly dodging his own trainer in a similar fashion to the skitty on the other side of the forest. However, he quickly lost his trainer and feeling a bit at ease, slackened his pace. Grant breathed deeply, his head turning left and right, trying to find out where he was now.
Suddenly, a delightful smell came across the air. Grant raised his head and inhaled the aroma. At once, his stomach rumbled, causing him to reach up and pat his purple belly wryly. "Saable.." He returned his nose back to the air, sniffing out the location of the food.
Grant quickly established a trail and began heading in the food's direction, moving swiftly and occasionally stopping to recheck his scent trail. There was something puzzling about it though. Along with the food, a different scent seemed to be present. What was it? He couldn't quite place his claw on it, but he was reminded of burnt cookies.. Ah well, no harm done right? Grant quickly resumed the hunt, darting off into Arceus knows where.

[Imperator Arwen Hara]

Arwen finished the Sandwiches and served them up up with soup to each of his Pokemon, hopefully they would enjoy it.

He found the food to be delicious, he had found some aromatic herbs out in the forest and put them into the soup, they had a sharp spicy flavor, they went well with the sweetness of the berries that were the base of his soup.

The sandwiches, on the other hand, weren't perfection. The bread had gone a bit stale since the bag had ripped on his travels. it was good, although a tad dry...almost like the bread he fried in a pan with butter and chives....his mouth watered at the thought, he needed to get some more butter next time he was in town.

He gobbled up the food, hungry after the long walk to the house.

[Ulrich Verdera]

Grant came to a screeching halt in front of the house. He nearly missed it, but with the scent of food still in his nostrils, it was garunteed that he would find the source. He rubbed his claws tentatively together and then climbed the tree next to Arwen's abode. It was relatively easy for him to attempt this feat, given his stature and sturdy digging claws. Climbing a tree was nothing more than digging in the ground - Easy.
He clamored up onto a branch and dropped down onto the roof of the house, a bit noisy at first before he began to quietly pick his way over to a window that he couldn't reach from his ground point. Grant looked into the room. It was upside-down of course but relatively empty. He guessed that the food was being held in a different room.
His claws glowed faintly as he clenched his fist tightly. "Sable!" With a sudden blow, the glass window broke loudly. Grant froze and listened intently.

[Imperator Arwen Hara]

Arwen startled at the sound of broken glass, any SMART Pokemon would have waltzed through the door. But this Pokemon wasn't smart. Arwen saw Sableye by the window and glared, luckily, it hadn't seen him yet.

Arwen grabbed a rope that was connected to slats on the roof. He pulled it, and the shutters that generally guarded the window from storms hit Sableye square in the back, sending it flying in. "REPLICA!"

The pokemon came rushing in. "Please, turn yourself into rope and tie this Pokemon up, I have some talking to do to it."

Replica squished across the floor and flew around the Pokemon, tying the arms and legs behind it's back.

The rest of Arwen's Pokemon, hearing the commotion, ran in, and immediately upon seeing the broken glass, readied attacks at the Sableye. They were NOT going to let Arwen's house get broken into. Curla readied Doubleslap, Phantasma readied Hypnosis, Eliza readied Bug Bite, and Honey readied Lick.

"Now...what are we going to do with you?" Arwen said as he carried the Pokemon to the back room, his Pokemon following close behind. Honey locked the front door, and pulled the rest of the ropes...the house was practically invisible from the outside now.

[Ophelia Alseif]

Skeeter ungracefully crashed threw bush after bush, completely focused on the smell of food ahead. Ophelia, on the other hand, was much more graceful as she used her warrior skills to duck branches and leap over bushes. "Skeeter!" She shouted at the Skitty. "Get back here!" But the kitten pokemon wouldn't hear of it, following the smell till he ran into side of a camoflagued house. Skeeter lay stunned for a moment before sitting up and holding his head because of the pain.

A few seconds later Ophelia came up from behind Skeeter, slowing to a stop and gently picking up her baby Skitty. "Now listen here young man, you can't just take off like that. You could get hurt, like you did just now. It's not okay to run off unless I say you can alright?" Skeeter looked up with a pitfully cute face of sadness that could melt anyones heart. "Skeeter...? Are you gunna be good?" He nodded with smile. "Alright. Now lets see what you just ran into...."

It appeared to some kind of home. But it was covered in tree branches and Ivy leaves, a well hidden escape if Skeeter hadn't run right into it. The shutters were closed and small bits of glass littered the ground as if someone had tried to break. The house over all looked almost unwelcoming, except for the smell of samwiches and a fresh herby soup. Ophelia flicked her long blonde hair behind her and stood gazing at the house for a few moments.

[Ulrich Verdera]

"Saable..." Grant growled softly, glancing at the squishy pink robe that bound him tightly. He frowned, thinking that this was pretty unusual for a pokemon to do.
Then he looked up at the face of his tormentor, raising a brow quizically. What? Was he going to get raped or something? Grant looked behind Arwen at the small posse of pokemon gathered behind him. Smiling coyly, he dipped his head in their direction.

Ulrich threw out his pokeball, releasing his honchkrow. Horus was prepared to start out from the air - the moment he was sent out, he had already flapped his wings powerfully, getting some altitude. "Grant's missing." He said angrily, rolling his eyes. Horus frowned visibly, raising one wing up to slightly tip his fedora-shaped crest. "Search the skies for him. He's usually not this weak-spined, so he should be back by now." Trying not to seem bothered at all by this, Ulrich waved a hand in dismissal.
Horus cawwed sharply and beat his wings in one stroke, sending himself high up into the sky. He circled around a few times, his wing-tips barely touching the tops of trees, and then winged off. Ulrich gave chase on Reign, the zebstrika galloping along at an alarmingly quick rate. Reign snorted softly, trying his best to seem nonchalant about this case as well. After all, he didn't know very much about this 'Grant' or his trainer for the matter. Regardless of the young man's exterior, Reign noticed the captain's head checking in all directions. The electric horse whinnied softly, seeming nearly amused at this.
"Honch!!" Horus dropped in suddenly, breaking by flapping his wings multiple times. His talons closed around a branch as he cawwed once more.
"Horus! Where is he? Did you find him?" Reign halted suddenly, raising his striped head as he listened in on the conversation. Horus shook his head and then almost abruptly nodded, beckonning to the young man and the horse quickly. He shot up into the sky again; however, maintaining a close distance to the ground as he guided them in the direction that the small cat and human girl had gone in. They might not have anything to do with that idiot sableye's dissappearance, but since they were the only onces he had seen from his scope, Horus felt as if it would be best to tail them for a while.

[Imperator Arwen Hara]

He asked Curla to feed it, at least it could eat. Curla kept the food coming, and the Sableye kept eating…a tad greedy, but Arwen would keep feeding it, he couldn’t let a Pokémon go hungry…even one as vile as this.

The rest of his Pokémon were enjoying the food that they were given, and the supply of food slowly dwindled, luckily Arwen kept a small supply in a pantry, so he could always grab more.

He wished he could learn something from this Sableye…why it was following him…breaking into his house, etc.

[Ophelia Alseif]

Ophelia had watched the house, but no one came or left, and they nearby pokemon seemed to ignore it as if it had been there a long time. "It must be abandoned. Let's check it out." Just in case, Ophelia kept one hand on a short sword inside her bag. "Skeeter, stay right behind me." Setting him down, the kitten pokemon shuffled excitedly behind Ophelia, eager to investigate.

Ophelia slowly opened the door, it creaked in protest but otherwise opened easily. The inside was not what she expected. It was calm, yet lively. The house was clearly being used by someone, as prepared food was served and the house was warm from a fresh soup. Where is the person who lives here? Ophelia kept looking inside cautiously.

[Imperator Arwen Hara]

Arwen looked up in surprise to see a human. "Hello? Can I help you?"

He looked at the woman who walked in, obviously younger than himself, in fairly revealing clothes: the top of her shirt, which came to her shoulders, seemed to be made of some type of white fur...possibly Larvesta fur?

The most noticeable of her features was her hair, coming down to the small of her back, it was a light blonde, and slightly spiky near the top. She had her hand in her bag, Arwen assumed it to be a weapon. "No need for weapons here, we are fairly peaceful." He pointed to the tied up Sableye. "This is the Pokemon that broke my window, and I'm trying to figure out why, I promise, you are safe."

Arwen was visibly uncomfortable talking to her, he hardly talked to people, so it wasn't a gender issue, it was a species issue. He was intrigued as to why she was here.

[Ophelia Alseif]

Ophelia gripped her weapon as a man entered the room. He clearly checked her out, telling her to release her hidden weapon. "I thought this place was abandoned. My Skitty Skeeter here smelled your food and chased the smell here by running into your house." Skeeter took that as an introduction and ran into the house, crashing into Arwen and knocking him to floor. Then, catching eye of a rope with loose ends, proceed to attack the rope with a kitten like ferocity.