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her tribe had been informed of her continued interest in sénon some months prior, the young woman expressing her intent at solidifying her bond with the red-haired male. her mother and father had accepted this easily enough, speaking of their interest in meeting the man when a more peaceful hour had struck. unfortunately, hoenn remained incapable of managing such a feat, so the encounter was moved to a closer date.

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he'd discover that the tribe's compound was thoroughly elevated, the buildings her people occupied almost entirely composed of natural material with an underlying modern touch interwoven into their designs. there were a plentiful amount of people and pokemon that occupied the spacious area, each of them going about their day at their own pace. 

the man would find that there was a thorough mix of races present as they passed by a number of people, yet it appeared that those of black descendance served as the slight majority. he'd also discover that quite a few of the women bore green hair, their male counterparts boasting more earthy tones to their respective manes. 

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"i don't visit home often," cait lamented, purposefully guiding the man along the scenic routes. 

they mounted one of the numerous bridges, the wood feeling reassuringly solid underneath their feet despite the distance that separated them from the earth below. but a glance downward would reveal webs aplenty, an abundance of ariados present to catch whomever fell. 

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isn't it beautiful? we built this for ourselves generations ago. each building is connected by a single bridge. we even have a self-sufficient economy, but we still trade outside of the compound for a multitude of reasons.


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As impressed as he'd been the first time he saw Fortree City, this place seemed to blow the city proper right out of its treehouse. The wood working and architecture of the area looked to his eyes and felt to his touch, a cut above the works of standard Fortree.

Everything here seemed to be either made to a much higher quality, or more likely, was tirelessly maintained to give it texture and design that felt new to the senses.

It was a little odd to see so many woman of browned skin with green hair. It seemed the genetics of Cait's tribe ran deep and were quite insistent.

Most of the males had hair in the ranges of blacks and browns. He might have seen an auburn headed male or two as he looked around but there were no blondes and certainly no redheads. The latter seemed to explain why so many woman stopped and stared at himself and Cait with warm smiles, giggling and whispering amongst themselves.

It felt not unlike he was the new love being brought to the family barbecue. Although barbecue might have been more of a Cinnabar deal, these folk seemed like the cornucopia kind.

Watching Cait move among her people it came to him that while she so unique and a stand out in the rest of Hoenn, here visually, she was one pea in a great pod.

In effect, it only made him want to stick closer by her. Pea as she might have been in this amazing garden, she was his pea and he'd seen all that made her unique and lived out moments together that made her special.

With any luck their tree would be sprouting its own 'pod' one day and the redheaded peas that grew from it would call this place home.

Or at least, one of their homes.

Sénon was so astounded by what he saw in the women and in the buildings he failed to answer her but just a glance at his face would tell of the wonder and awe he was experiencing.

Culture shock, they called it.

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"it's your hair," she explained.

the avatar remained close to her mate, aware that the women of this compound would have likely taken an immediate fancy to sénon. cait commonly referred to him as 'her pyroar' in jest - but such an affectionate nickname held double meaning. both his mane and personality caused her to make such a comparison, the aforementioned trait causing him to stand out.

she openly fixed a few women of her age an admonishing look, the tittering females quickly moving on when they realized he was indeed hers.

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we haven't had anyone with your hair," she said. "not for ages. so you stand out, baby."

the woman noticed his look of wonder, delighted to see he admired her place of origin.  

"our ancestors built this place and welcomed whomever sought to live a life of peace," she said. "we welcomed people of any race, religion and sexuality. after escaping prosecution due to our personal beliefs and the color of our skin, we sought to protect those who were judged by the societies of the past. it took hard work - and takes hard work still - to maintain this lifestyle. but i think it's well worth it."

cait shut her eyes and breathed in the familiar scents of her home. in the distance from someplace above, a voice from the local choir rung out - an ancient language reaching their ears followed by a series of wind instruments. 

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"let's make our way home," she said, reaching for his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "my family's expecting you."  


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He didn't have much to add as Cait gave him the tour so he merely listened. The inclusive nature of her home wasn't surprising. After hearing her speak it made sense such a kind and nurturing person would come from somewhere with a history and values like theirs.

When she took his hand, she wouldn't feel his stomach doing backspins and drops.

He hadn't even been nervous about any of this until they got here. He'd even asked her to braid his hair from the crown which showed its volume and length, something he only did when he was feeling the slightest of insecurities about his self-presentation.

It gave her a chance to incorporate some styles from her tribe into his hair and the process of the braiding always increased their bond as a couple.

He wasn't worried about things going badly, nor about how Cait's family would receive him. He was a handsome bastard and charming to boot. He was competent at his job and responsible with his finances and skills/trades. What gave him the most confidence was the fact that he knew his intentions with Cait were pure. He had nothing to hide from her family.

If they only knew what he had in mind for her they'd insist on the coupling; companionship, protection, partnership, motherhood, peace of mind, joy, pleasure of flesh, laughter, challenge, satisfaction.

All that aside, the mere mention of her parents made him apprehensive. Likely it was just the presumed gravity of the moment rather than any actual reason of substance.

There were certain things he actually looked forward to in this meeting. Learning things about herself from her family he didn't know yet. Learning things about her he hadn't thought to ask before. Similarly, there were things about himself and his family Cait didn't yet know.

Things likely to come up in the natural discussion of their separate families forming an overlap though the two of them.

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there were signs they passed that were posted upon the buildings meant to serve the compound's members. there stores, a dining hall, clinic, a resource department, a place for local law enforcement and even a school. 

"for our sewage and garbage we have our own treatment plant. everything that can't be recycled or treated is fed to our muk on the forest floor. pokemon play a very important role to our day-to-day lives. and because of that, they're viewed as our equals. they have the same rights and privileges as their human counterparts here."

quite a few pokemon milled about, though it appeared as though the tribe favored grass-types, bug-types, fairy-types and psychic-types.

"it's why i let my pokemon roam freely," she said. "i never fancied keeping them in their pokeballs. they're happier when they have the freedom to wander."

they passed by the school, quite a few children running about. cait smiled fondly at the sight and sounds, aware that the little ones would serve as the next generation to their tribe. 

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you okay, baby? you've been quiet this entire trip.

as she presented him with this inquiry and they reached the half-way point, she'd experience a vaguely familiar weight that settled upon her head. she'd startle crane her neck, sparkling eyes staring back.

"beautifly!"

another pokemon fluttered into view, cait's expression lighting up as she identified the pair that proceeded to circle her in greeting. 

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"butterfree," she breathed. "sénon, these two were with me when i started working for the league. they were my very first pokemon.


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The silky tones of the choir was just another thing that put him to silence and made his talking redundant.

Speaking wasn't one of the five senses and for the moment his ability to see, smell and hear gave him all the stimulus he needed. Not to mention the impending conversation with her parents was just minutes away.

If someone accused him of saving his wit for the elder Alfrics, they wouldn't have been wrong.

He was in a surveillance-mode of sorts; watch look and listen. "I'm fine." His voice came out in a strange half-crack, a literal sign that he hadn't spoken in hours.

"Just taking it all in." Her home was literally a place of awe. Seemingly, the perfect place for Celebi to dwell.

He wondered how aware the community was to Cait's Verdant status.

Before he could ask the pair were greeted by a pair of Butterfly pokémon. Like ice and fire Cait's explanation of them hit him like day and night. On the one hand the fact that her first pokémon were still alive and well reminded him that his weren't. A butterfree being not part of main team but among the second-stringers he would swap them out for.

She was among the masses he released to the wild before he left Kanto to study Culinary Arts.

It would have been a small blessing to be able to visit his parents in Rustboro and see Jakka again. The fact that he couldn't was why on the other hand, he thought better of Cait's decision making than his own.

She closed one chapter of her life and let her companions from that era have their peace. It wasn't enough to change his outward mood, but it did make him a bit pensive.

"So these heroes were given a early retirement." Extending his arm with his hand curled down slightly he offered the butterfree a place to land and relax its wings. "I couldn't think of a better place for them to be."


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her butterfree settled upon the man's limb without a moment's hesitance, appearing to easily trust the male that accompanied her mistress. the creature's weight was slight, their wings cleverly arranged so that the beautiful appendages would not impede the man's movements nor maneuverings. 

'he's acting like his nerves are frayed.'

but hers would be as well if she a few moments from encountering his parents. this realization caused her to shoot him a look laden with sympathy, cait hopeful that her mother and father would very quickly put him at ease. 

'i'm a little nervous too,' she admitted, inwardly. 

she required their blessing before any ceremony could take place. it was a restrictive requirement, but there was nothing to do for it.

"this is it."

the home's exterior was similar in design to the others. yet personal touches had been applied in abundance, a beautiful depiction of a bulbasaur painted upon its side - the expert hand responsible for the art having added a colorful arrangement of leaves and flowers to represent the passing seasons.

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mama let my big brother do that one before he left," she said, pointing out the mural. "michael loves art - always has - he even went to school out of the region for it."

there were five siblings in all with cait serving as the fourth among their lot.

'two girls and three boys.'

now most of the children were out of the house, having grown up enough to strike out on their own. cait had left two years ago to aid in driving out rocket despite her parent's protests.

"
hm..."

she tested the door, finding that it was unlocked - which meant someone was  home.

"
mama! daddy! i'm here!

he found that the interior of the home was overwhelmingly rustic; the colors tan, brown and off-white dominating the space. the tropic heat of outside was combatted with the cool air contained within, each room uncrowded and the decorations tasteful. artwork depicted tended to showcase celebi, shaymin, tapu bulu or virizion.

the pair and their accompanying pokemon were greeted, initially, by what appeared to be an aging bulbasaur. the pokemon tromped into the room slowly and somewhat painfully, blinking up at cait before squinting a little to focus its weakening vision.

"
hey, bulba."

she stooped over and picked up the frail creature, the pokemon having been around  since she was naught more than an infant. her beautifly and butterfree departed gracefully, preferring to remain outside and taking their leave prior to the door being shut behind them. 

"cait?"

her father emerged from the kitchen, wiping his hands with a cloth and tucking it into his pocket as he blinked in mild bemusement. 

"i wasn't expecting you just yet. you're - what - an hour early?" 

cait's father was an average-sized man whose build was similar to sénon's. his eyes were the usual alfric green - his beard trimmed - and his mane fashioned into lengthy dreads with golden bands at the end. the man was also noticeably well-groomed, even his casual attire of jeans and a plain t-shirt doing little to diminish this impression. 

his arms opened as his daughter quickly closed the distance, the girl giving a delighted squeal that was rarely ever heard. she buried her face into his broad chest, relishing her sire's familiar and loving embrace. 

"don't squeeze me too hard now. i'm getting old, remember?"  

her father laughed as they separated, the pair forced to cut their greeting short as the elder grass-type croaked and grumbled in complaint.

"and this is... sénon, right?"

the man extended a hand toward cait's beau as he stepped closer, his disposition friendly and even eager. 

"it's a pleasure. i'm henry." 


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Cait's home reminded him of the past. His own childhood home was different; more modern cosmopolitan, clinically stylistic, and technologically inspired. It looked like a computer lab and a beach house had a baby.

Despite being so different in appearances, as a child it felt like home. Something lived in, and loved in. A place where the walls would have told stories of loving and fussing and understanding and growth, if only they could talk.

Cait's childhood home felt the same and it served to remind him that his own childhood home was gone. The home lost to Mt. Cinnabar and then the land lost to Rockets.

It was a relief to be hit with the cooled air as he stepped inside. His own sense of social propriety caved in a bit as the old Bulbasaur approaching Cait.

Frankly it made his heart sink a bit.

Getting down into a crouch he waited for it to show its affections to Cait, and soon enough its curiosity over the new human would get the better of it. Slowly it approached and sniffed at him, its iris' more dull than Baby's. Assured and confident he reached to scratch and rub at the base of its right ear.

Its wrinkled skin and slow movement told him how long it must have been part of the family.

If the Alfrics were willing to risk it, the bulbasaur might have enough life left in it to reach evolution, thus restoring some its vitality as an ivysaur.

Though it was possible, if not likely, this one had some genetic disorder keeping it from evolution.

Considering Sénon suppressed evolution in a majority of his pokémon to sharpen the development of their battle skills rather than the evolutionary boost to their overall power he couldn't help but empathize with the old Seed Pokémon. While Chimchar hid away hanging from Sénon's shoulder and on his back. Jūken gave the old one the same cautious respect and consideration as his master.

"and this is... sénon, right?"

He snapped back into the moment standing abruptly and reaching into the shake with a firm grasp.

He tried to articulate both with formality and a cut of raw honesty. Deciding to throw any attempts at a facade out the window. "Thank you for having me Henry." Her father being a rather handsome guy just served to increase his anxiety rather than disarm him. "I didn't think I'd be so nervous for this but its hitting me."

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"i'd honestly be surprised if you weren't," henry replied. "i was a bundle of nerves when i met michelle's parents."

amusement settled over the man's features as he reminisced, memories of old shifting to the forefront.   

"where's mama? she should be off of work by now. is she resting?"

cait glanced curiously at the old grandfather clock pressed against the far wall, absently petting bulba as she did so. the pokemon had already fallen asleep in her arms, his soft snores easily heard.

"i'm afraid she'll be a little late. there's been quite the stir following that announcement."

henry glanced toward the kitchen, the rattling sound of a time piece going off alerting him that he needed to pull something out of the oven. 

"you two get comfortable. i've got a cobbler in the works. mixed berry, just like you like it."

the man gave his daughter a wink before making his way back into the kitchen. 

"
wanna see my room?"

there was a playful edge to her tone of voice as she spoke, cait admittedly eager to show her boyfriend around her family's beautiful home. 

"
it's right down the hall.

the house was two-story, but cait's bedroom was on the bottom floor. and once she opened the door to him, he'd find that her room was filled with a near overabundance of greens of various tones and shades. a twin bed was pressed into the corner and a was desk situated close to it, the sheets of the previously mentioned furniture a deep green. there were potted plants aplenty here, though a majority of them had been moved to her cabin.

the walls were painted a forest green, with detailed trees added on. the floor was hard wood, but a colored mat served as its centerpiece. he'd likely notice there was a worn and stuffed shroomish nestled against her pillows, the woman gently depositing bulba to pick it up and examine it closely. 

"
i've had this one since i was a baby," she mentioned.

she pointed out the stitches meant to keep the stuffing in. 

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daddy had to do quite a bit of surgery on this one throughout the years. i called her 'mineie'. apparently, my first word was 'mine' - or at least i pronounced it 'mine-e' when i was little.


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Casually, the Kantonian glanced at the door at mention of a man making cobbler.

The words alone made him tense for a fraction of a second as he imagined his father bursting into the home to challenge the recipe or steal it with a bet. "A bake-off for fatherly pride" or some such thing he'd make up.

He was relieved when the front door stayed shut. Leaving his shoes at the entrance of the home he followed to Cait's original bedroom.

Not surprising he found it to be terribly on the nose, like the child's version of the cabin's motif.

Jūken and Chimchar found a corner to sit in and be out of the way, understanding the level of discipline behavior he required from them at the moment.

It was wholesome to see that she'd always been who she was. The greens, the affinity for nature the grass-type everything, it was all classic Cait and it seemed Cait had been classic Cait since the very beginning.

Except for the bit about her first words.

"....'mine'...? That doesn't seem like you." He picked up the old Bulbasaur with a gentle handling letting it rest on his lap. "I'm guessing your parents trusted you a lot growing up and you never had the abandon to being boys in here."

He was willing to bet he was sitting smack dab in the middle of 'No Man's Land' the bulbasaur in his lap probably the head of security that kept out any boys sneaking around.

Feeling a fidgeting inside of his jacket he remembered gan, pulling the ditto free and handing 'him' off to Cait to do something with, unsure if she wanted his jelly wobbling on her bed.

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"i mostly invited girls over. it was easier that way - and daddy wasn't as wary of female company."

cait peered around her room as she responded, memories of her childhood shifting to the forefront of her mind. she quietly sifted through memories of the past, mulling over the decisions that had led her away from this very place. 

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looks like they didn't move anything around when i left."

everything had been arranged just as she had it prior to her departure, her father likely cleaning up any dust which had gathered as the years came and went. she accepted the ditto when it was handed over, coddling the malleable creature. 

"
i was also the fussiest baby you ever met," she informed. "an absolute nightmare, if my parents are to be believed. but i calmed down after a year or two."

cait placed the ditto onto her desk, opening a drawer to reveal a well-thumbed dictionary containing information on every plant native to the region of hoenn. there was a combination of religious texts and botanist books upon her small book shelf, the young woman's fascination with these two topics having persisted over the years. 

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feeling a little less nervous?"

she sat on the bed after her cursory examination of her former bedroom, reaching out to idly toy with his braid. 

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they'll love you," she promised. "i'm sure of it.


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It was easy to imagine Cait as a fussy baby. In his mind he framed it as her getting 'bad' years out of the way first.

All children were basically sociopaths until they learned to empathize with others and consider more than their own perspective.

He would have liked to have seen baby Cait on a toddler's rampage.

When he tried to imagine it his mind went straight to an imagine of seven year old him trying to calm down two year old her.

With nothing working until she noticed the merlot colored stubble of his buzz cut, or his wine-colored rat's tail.

His imagination clearly reflective of reality as Cait messed about with his braid.

The old bulbasaur seemed to have quickly dozed off as Sénon pondered the conversation that laid before them with her parents.

"Have they ever not loved anyone?" Cait being the forth-born meant she had three predecessors who might have brought home the wrong person.

The one half of the Alfrics he'd met seemed patient and compassionate but there had to have been a moment in his history where at least one of his offspring wanted to be with someone he couldn't approve of.

His money was on Cait's older sister, unless her one sister was a younger sister.

"What did you tell them about me?"

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"they've been pretty open to whomever my siblings decided to date," she conceded. "
and seeing as our generation is leaning away from traditional conventions - one of my brothers decided to get married the conventional way. so they haven't had the chance to deny a ceremony."

he was correct to assume the infant version of herself would be utterly mesmerized by his hair regardless of length, her grubby little hands tugging at the younger sénon's short mane within the confines of both his and hers imaginations. 

"
i told them you were a native from kanto, which scored you some points. we have a handful of kanto refugees who have taken to living here. i also mentioned you have an educational background in the culinary arts and actively serve the region as a ranger."

senon made for an ideal candidate, especially since he had taken steps to pursue a degree and currently worked a well-paying albeit risky career; it meant he was the reliable and intelligent sort, possessing just enough ambition to improve upon himself.

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they won't mind if you're not religious. most regions are secular nowadays - "

she halted her assurances as the subtle sound of the front door opening reached her ears, causing bulba to stir as he released a snort. in his younger days, he always rushed to the door to greet whomever arrived. he made an attempt now, squinting down at the distance which presently separated him from the floor.

"
i think that's mama," she said, sounding a touch more nervous than usual. "can you carry bulba? i don't like him walking too much."

cait allowed for sénon's pokémon to remain in her room or follow at their leisure, guiding the man into the living area where her mother appeared to be in the midst of removing her own shoes. he'd find that her mother was an imposing woman, her height nearly rivaling his own. she had a more muscular build to her, but her face and hair proved lovely - her lips painted a shade of red. 

she turned to look at them when they entered the room, quirking a brow at the sight of the pair.

"well," she drawled, her expression almost unnervingly neutral. "hello there."

"
hi, mama."

cait appeared comparatively subdued as she adopted a respectful tone, dipping her head lightly. her mother merely nodded her head in response, before veering her attention toward sénon. 

"i'm michelle. it's a pleasure to make your acquittance, mister game. cait's told us quite a bit about you. you'll join us for dinner, i hope?" 


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Thirty One
November 13
Cinnabar Island
heterosexual
Kantonian Ambassador
Ex-Head Ranger
multiplying
with Cait Alfric
750 height
750 height
you gotta use what you've learned in order to receive what you've earned
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When she listed the things she'd come to tell her family about him he realized how impressive he sounded 'on paper'. In a way he felt like it was lie; everything she told them was true but his sense of self was far less put-together than what Cait seemed to have told her parents.

His stomach dropped for what he hoped would be the last time when he heard the front door open, Bulbasaur waking up as if his internal alarm clock had been set off.

Carefully carrying the bulbasaur with the concern of someone who had known him all his life. He handed the old quadruped to Cait turning back to face the woman, taking her hand into his two for a more gentle hold and shake and a bow of his head.

"Mrs. Alfric- Michelle. Please, just Sénon or Gioco, if you prefer." If things panned out the way he intended Mrs. Alfric would be grandmother to his brood of fire/grass types. He thought it best not to lean on formality. "Game is a... family moniker."

Looking at the size and builds of her parents it seemed Cait inherited her height from an aunt or uncle Sénon hadn't met yet. "-and I would love to stay for dinner."


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may 15
fortree
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michelle allowed for a brief pause to settle, taking in her potential son-in-law with an analytical sweep of her gaze. despite her firm exterior, there was a glimmer of warmth that shown through. 

"you've gotten yourself a handsome one, cait," she remarked. 

her daughter's face warmed as her smile returned, the young alfric experiencing no small amount of relief as a result of her mother's open approval.

"is that cobbler i smell? your daddy's been busy, i see." 

the woman grinned as she made her way into the impressively lavish kitchen, the interior having been remolded in cait's prolonged absence. her father was adorned in a dark apron with a few frills added on, the man greeting his wife with a light peck upon the lips and a lingering embrace.

"so," michelle said, turning to face the pair whilst settling her hands upon her round hips. "my daughter said she fancies you quite a bit, sénon. and i'm well aware you've known each other for less than a year. she hasn't... wrangled you into a potential arrangement, has she?"

"mama," cait hissed.