Morrigan noticed the freeze. She figured the rumors would be bad, as they often was when they were spawned of Jealousy. And Vanilla’s words only confirmed it. But when she actually confessed to the rumors, she was mildly let down.

A mild sigh escaped her. “Thank you. Honestly, I thought the rumors would’ve been worse.” The one about the Black Market could very well be true. She could certainly see it being a thing.

“No offense taken.” She had seen that question coming. “To be honest, I did not want to go at first.” Morrigan began. “But after some thinking I realized I would be better off attending than not attending.”

She wasn’t about to admit that it was a personal vendetta against her sister that had pushed her to it.

“What about you?” She looked at Vanilla. “Are you hoping to become a famouse Pokémon trainer?”


MISSION: SLUMBER PARTY
LOCATION: Rustboro City

“I’ve done teleporting once or twice.” Morrigan spoke. “It’s very convenient.” She loathed to admit it. “Only downside to it is that the teleporting Pokémon has to have been at the destination before.”

Though she didn’t comment on the flight time, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that Ethan probably lived rather far away or weren’t allowed to fly that fast, if it took twenty minutes of straight flight to get to school.

Her eyes gazed out onto the road as cars passed. Sometimes a trainer or two riding some quadrupel Pokémon would overtake them.

But her attention moved when Vanilla posed a question and a curious statement. “Oh? What rumors?” A faint smirk on her lips

This ought to be good.


MISSION: SLUMBER PARTY
LOCATION: Rustboro City

The decidedly-buttler looking man allowed both young women to enter the car. Vanilla unknowingly stole Morrigan’s usual spot. But Morrigan didn’t make a fuss out of it. She simply took the spot beside Vanilla.

“Thank you. I am sure my father will be pleased to hear that.” Morrigan smiled, perhaps the first genuine smile of the day.

“Riding on a Dragonite?” She repeated with mild surprise. For a brief moment she pondered how Vanilla made sure that trip wouldn’t mess up her hair. “But yeah, my father doesn’t trust Pokémon traveling all that much. He might let Xatu teleport him from time to time, but he prefers going by car.” She paused. “Besides, if he didn’t, they would never get used.”

And as if on cue the car engine turned on the driver began to cautiously make his way out onto the main road.

“Is it a long Dragonite Ride that you have to do to get to school?”

MISSION: SLUMBER PARTY
LOCATION:

Silence, probably the best part of this whole conversation if you asked Morrigan. But that bliss quickly turned to sourness as Ettie turned her attention to Callisto. How dared’d she address a servant and not Her!

Callisto was surprised as well. But she appreciated the gesture. For a moment she tilted her lizardly head in slight questioning of Etties decision. But then she gave a nod and began to ask in her Salazzle tongue.

“I like playing with fire, trying to mold it into different shapes. What do you like to do for playing?” Of course to the untrained ear all of this would be blurted out as various variations on the word ‘Salazzle’



MISSION: BOND BRIDGE
LOCATION: Outside RUSTBORO CITY

What little help Xatu provided, was quickly overshadowed by Lulu’s next move. Some manner of strange creature, not unlike the tiny shadows or the Evil Snail, appeared, but seemingly under the command of Lulu.

It was powerful, even Morrigan’s untrained eyes could spot that much. And honestly it felt like she had seen it somewhere before. Perhaps a dream? Perhaps a picture somewhere. She did not know.

Still, for a brief moment she felt awe at Lulu, at the strength and capabilities she showed within such a short frame of time.

With Marshadow dealt with their collective attention semed to move to the snail.

The Evil vile Snail.

Morrigan did not like the look of it.

Xatu liked it even less. It’s eyes shimmered blue as it tried to send its psychic powers into the future with FUTURE SIGHT, hoping to gleam some manner of information about its intention as well.

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LOCATION: The Border
PROMPTS COMPLETED:
- MORRIGAN ANDERSON's jealousy toward her family and/or the effects of her continual displacement must be explored in some way. (Jealousy used as reason to come here.)

Elisabeth Fiorelli Lulu Flint Naomi Sato

Morrigan gave a nod. They had nothing to fetch, which made everything much simpler. Though she was taken by surprise when Vanilla actually spoke, honestly she sometimes forgot the girl could.

But she quickly composed herself and replied. “Oh don’t worry about it.” She returned the timid smile with a more regal one of her own.

And so Morrigan led the way out to the school drop-off/pick-up zone. Parents fill the place in various stages of picking up their children. But among them were a singular car, shining black, high end Sedan. At the car stood a man, waiting patiently for Morrigan to get there, clad in a butler's-suit.

With a quick well trained motion he’d open the door while giving both ladies a small nodding-bow as he said. “Greetings Miss Anderson and Miss ?” While he didn’t look expectantly, he did wait for Vanilla to give a name that he could use.


MISSION: SLUMBER PARTY
LOCATION:

Watching the little song and dance that Harper was performing to bedazzle the man with confusion was rather amusing. Right up until Harper dragged her into it.

With a look of surprise, quickly followed by annoyance, she found herself about to protest the made up name Harper had given her. But before she even got to do that it was all over and she found herself in Harper’s grasp being pulled away.

Morrigan did not object to getting away from there though. She figured the mans ire would be turned to her when Harper was gone.


“Yes.. What a charmer…” Morrigan replied as they got away. Morrigan’s Salazzle quietly followed along, finding the whole display rather amusing.

“And my name isn’t Suzie…” Finally she pulled away from the girl's grasp.



MISSION:
LOCATION: RUSTBORO CITY

Morrigan sighed. She wasn’t about to admit defeat to some ignorant wildchild.

But she saw the futility in debating relations with someone whose mind was already set on an answer. And yet Ettie had the audacity to even suggest that Morrigan saw Callisto in the same way.

If the grimace on her face didn’t reveal her thoughts on the matter, then her words certainly would. “No, not even close. She’s a Pokémon. MY Pokémon. But she isn’t family.”

Callisto looked a bit disheartened by the words. But she hid it well enough for Morrigan not to notice, not that the girl was looking.



MISSION: BOND BRIDGE
LOCATION: Outside RUSTBORO CITY

“Right now.” Morrigan replied. Though before long she'd continue. “My Chauffeur should be here soon.” She smiled, almost proudly.

Before she continued, she would allow Vanilla a moment to sign the next question.

“No need to bring anything. Unless there’s something you really need, but we can drive by and fetch it on the way.” Morrigan said.

“Is there something we need to fetch?”


MISSION: SLUMBER PARTY
LOCATION:

Lulu did not offer Morgan safety. Morrigan suddenly felt very much alone. Abandoned. Who knew a simple yank could instill such emotions.

But then words. Words that brought Morrigan out of her haze of fear and confusion. “Fight?” The word almost stumbled out of her.

“Right.” She looked for her pocket, grabbing the first Pokéball that touched her fingers and threw it out. In a bright flash a Xatu appeared.

It appeared calm, unlike its trainer, as if it already knew what was going on. “Help her!” Morrigan gestured wildly toward Lulu, who surely didn’t need her help.

But Xatu complied, sending an AIR SLASH toward the Snail that Lulu was fighting.

LOCATION: The Border
PROMPTS COMPLETED:
- MORRIGAN ANDERSON's jealousy toward her family and/or the effects of her continual displacement must be explored in some way. (Jealousy used as reason to come here.)

Elisabeth Fiorelli Lulu Flint Naomi Sato

Morrigan was immediately reminded why few people seemed to interact with Vanilla during and after class. The way she communicated.

Morrigan made sure to give the Rotom ample attention as the pair communicated among each other before turning their attention back to her.

When Rotom finally asked why Morrigan was there, she found herself suddenly at a loss for words. She had to take a moment to think about the way she wanted to say it. She decided on a simple, direct approach.

“I will be honest. You look like someone who could use a friend.” Perhaps a bit brutal. “Since I've got no plans for tonight. I figured I would hear if you perhaps wanted to have a sleepover or something at my place?” For a brief moment she felt unsure. What would she do if Vanilla declined?

“So, do you?”

MISSION: SLUMBER PARTY
LOCATION:

Morrigan didn’t care much for the faltering smile. She wasn’t here to make friends with the savage. But, her parents had taught her proper etiquette, amongst it politeness. And so, she gave nods.

Salazzle was quick to introduce herself as ‘Callisto’ though she doubted Ettie understood that.

Though cold politeness slathered in annoyance quickly turned to surprise when the rest of the pack showed up.

Salazzle noticed the tension in Anne, and took half a step in front of Morrigan, protecting her should the wild mongrel decide to do anything.

Meanwhile Morrigan was too busy being dumbfounded with the words Ettie just said.

“Pack… Sister…?” She repeated “That’s a Pokémon, it can’t be your sister!” While the pieces of the puzzle were starting to lay in the proper order for Morrigan. She could hardly believe it. A kid raised by Pokémon, now that was something you only heard about in books and tv-shows!



MISSION: BOND BRIDGE
LOCATION: Outside RUSTBORO CITY

Morrigan’s steely gaze met with Lulu’s, and for a moment she was unsure. Unsure if Lulu truly bought into her sudden question or if she had already deduced what Morrigan had meant to say.

But if Lulu had, she didn’t show it. Instead she returned the very question Morrigan offered her.

And all Morrigan answered was “Curiosity.”

The Houndoom by Lulu’s side was drawn to something else.

Morrigan’s eyes followed Lulu as she almost jumped in fear. Her body trembled at the sight of the snail-like creature. She reached for a Pokéball, but failed to hold onto it properly. With palms sweaty, the Pokéball proved surprisingly slippery, and jumped out of her grasp falling to the ground.

She hurriedly bent down to reach for it. But she did not make it in time.

A Shadowy hand grasped the ball. Pale skinned slender fingers holding onto the sphere lifting it up. Her eyes followed the movement and she found herself stunned. Surprise, fear, and a smidgen of anger coalesced in her eyes.

“What are you doing here, Little Sister?” The Shadow’s form began to reflect an all too familiar person. The long pink hair, and disdain in its eyes.

“You shouldn’t be here. You aren’t ready. You aren’t good enough. You should have just been a good girl, stayed quiet, stayed at home. Done as our parents had told you to do.” The Shadow of her older sister continued.

Around her, battle was starting.

And yet the only thing she could do was step backward a few nervous steps.

“That’s right, run away, coward. Be like them, move on, abandon the inconvenient and attempt to reclaim it when it is convenient.”

Morrigan knew this wasn’t Elinor. She knew this wasn’t her sister. And yet whether it was real or not, whether the others there could hear it or not, she heard it. And hearing Elinor’s face proclaim those words stung. Though she did not quite know why. With no Pokémon to defend her, she hurried over to the nearest person, clutching herself close should Lulu allow it.

LOCATION: The Border
PROMPTS COMPLETED:
- MORRIGAN ANDERSON's jealousy toward her family and/or the effects of her continual displacement must be explored in some way. (Jealousy used as reason to come here.)

Elisabeth Fiorelli Lulu Flint Naomi Sato