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mingle - raining cats and dogs (?)

It was a regular day for farming and living and whatever people wanna do - clouds had built over the last few days, but other then a slight bit of rain, things were normal.

Until now.

It began with rain. Just regular rain. Until the rain seemed to shudder and become soft ice. It looked like a mix of rain and snow - and glimmered like diamonds. It wasn't cold, it was just... beautiful. What a strange event...

That is, until a few hours passed. The diamond dust falling from the sky wasn't too weird. Even if it was nearing the end of Summer, it was quite nice. What began next, though? It was even weirder.

Diamonds and other gems had begun to fall from the sky, though they seemed to impact people just like rain. Not painful at all. They were real, at that! Whatever was causing this, it was... well, weird. It wasn't just the people and the outsiders curious about this - Pokemon from the forests and beyond seemed to be coming out into the town. Oddly, they were mostly Zubat and Bidoof... but there's a lot of other Pokemon, curious about the gems! Some of them are even eating them. Please stop.

...though, people not distracted by the Pokemon might notice small apple-like rat creatures. Some of them even seem to be falling from the sky with some squeaking.

The next day, things will be back to normal - any items not picked up will vanish, just as they appeared.

((OOC: A reminder to do your opt-outs if you haven't yet! Final reminder, I swear!))

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[Jack leans in, peering through the scope when Ana prompts him to. It doesn't seem dangerous, at any rate, and he realizes she might be right--this thing might just be lost. He studies it for a long moment, as if he is debating whether or to shoot it, but eventually he pulls away from the scope and stands.]

I'll go...bring it back to the woods.

[Ana follows, although not without unloading the gun first. A hand on his arm. The slowpoke really does look harmless and honestly lost, but who knew it could just be some sort of ruse to attract curious prey.

... Yet there it was, blinking at them.

Then blinking at a butterfly that flutters by.

'is this a pigeon?'

... Uh.] Do we even know it lives in the woods?

[Jack stops short at that, like he’s just now considering that this plan might not be a great one.

Uh.]

Where do you think it lives?

[That's a very good question. It's not like she's ever seen a creature like this before, so she doesn't really know if it has a specific habitat.]

It... came from there [she points at one direction] and it was heading there [the opposite direction]. It... seems to have forgotten where it's going but I think there's a body of water in that direction.

Then I'll dump it in the lake.

[Jack moves forward again with purpose--it seems that answer is good enough for him. He's gonna do it. He's gonna go pick it up.]

[Jack pls.

Pls Jack.] I'm not saving it if it ends up not knowing how to swim.

[Her hand is still going to where her sidearm is, though. Cause. You never know.]

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Look, I'm sure it'll be fine.

[He's within spitting distance of the creature now, moving slowly as if he expects it to attack, despite its disoriented appearance. For all Jack knows, it could have rabies or some kind of equivalent.

But here he goes anyway, taking one more step before the creature opens its mouth--

--and expels a jet of water right into Jack's face. It's not unlike being hit with a pressure washer.]

J--[

She was really surprised, really, and it was honestly to be expected that the creature would do something about this sudden 6 feet tall man approaching it decisively.

But this. This.

She just runs at the creature, nudges it gently to the side so it's aiming another way. It keeps spraying water, not realising it's been moved yet.

But the sound coming from Ana's mouth is just utter, unrelenting giggling.] Are--are you okay?

[The force of the water is not enough to bowl him over, but it does take him by surprise. He barely has any time to get his hand up, and it ends up being a futile gesture anyway. Jack doesn't process that the water has been redirected for a moment, as he's too busy sputtering and trying to breathe.

Eventually, he realizes there's no active spray on his face, and he starts to gulp down air. Jack is dripping wet and Ana is laughing at him, because of course she is. He can't say he didn't ask for this.]

--Yeah.

[But now shooting that thing seems like a much more reasonable course of action. He coughs.]

Just water.

[Ana withdraws a small handkerchief from her pocket - because ever since she had Fareeha she has realized the real valor of having one readily available at all times, and hands it over to Jack. While the whole thing is, still, kind of hilarious, there's always that inevitable pang of concern.] Here. You'll be alright.

[She starts at the sudden weight against the back of her ankles. Looking down, and Ana finds the slowpoke had managed to waddle its way behind her, looking around her legs at Jack and then slowly trying - and failing - to hide behind them.]

I think you scared it.

[The handkerchief is not enough--it will never be enough, not when Jack's pride is in question. Still, he takes it, not one to be ungrateful, and wipes off his face. His hair is another matter entirely, drooping a little, but it's a sunny day and it's not the worst thing that could have happened.]

Thanks.

[With that taken care of, he turns his attention back to the creature. He has no idea what its body language means, because it's most certainly something he's never seen before, but he thinks that 'scared' is an accurate assessment.]

I think it likes you.

[Ana, it's your burden now.]

[She knows that Jack's pride is a thing, but she's not so concerned about it. That she can tell - and she can usually tell - no one else watched what happened but her, and she has witnessed so many mishaps that she has a full blackmail book in her memories. This one, while on the verge of hilarity, was tame, in comparison.

Looking back at the creature, who takes its time moving its head to look back at her, she sighs. She has a tendency to gather strays, doesn't she?]

I think it just wants a shield from the big scary man who started stomping in its direction. This is why I always advise not to charge in by yourself.

[The slowpoke reaches its front paws and rests them on her leg. Hello :D] ... maybe it does like me. [I don't want to be a mother again, Jack.]

No, I think it likes you.

[For as much as he doesn't want to acknowledge the fact that they may have just picked up a pet or a mascot, or a possibly-rabid wild animal, drawing attention back to Ana is a great way to pretend like he didn't just get hosed in the face.]

See?

[Not that pride or dignity is something Ana cares about, anyway. Ana slowly crouches, offers her hand to the creature for it to get used to her scent.

The slowpoke just stares, although it seems happy in that goofy look at her.

Ana sighs.] Maybe we can lead it to the body of water instead.

[Jack watches this with interest, and notes that Ana is doing a very bad job of pretending she hasn't won this creature over in one way or another.]

Try and pick it up?

[He certainly isn't going to, as he's already been established as large and scary.]

[It's not a very difficult creature to become friends with. When the slowpoke finally sniffs at her hand - by resting the nose against the fingers. Wow, that's. The laziest, most passive way to sniff at a hand.

She considers that, but she's unsure about picking up an animal that she doesn't know.] And get hosed on the face like you did? I'd rather push it. [Which, now that she thinks of it - where does the creature keep the water it sprays? Maybe its weight changes according to how much water it has...

The slowpoke slowly... seems to rest its paws on her shoulders. It reminds her of Fareeha when she was small and wanted to be picked up.] Oh. Did you understand? Well.

[Very carefully, Ana picks the slowpoke up - whose expression slowly transform into something like "yay!" - and slowly raises up to standing .] Oh my god, I never thought something could be heavier than Jack.

See! It likes you!

[But they're well beyond that point, as the ship seems to have sailed, and Ana has an armful of strange pink creature that seems absolutely thrilled about being picked up. What Jack does not expect is for it to be heavy, though he isn't sure what he can do in this situation without getting soaked again.]

I'd offer to help, but I don't think it would end well.

[Sorry Ana, you're stuck.]

[She gives him a glare - but it's half-assed, as most of her glares are when they're aimed at him. The slowpoke is looking super happy to be held and she honestly didn't think it would be cuddly, out of everything. But she's not complaining.

So she shifts her shoulders, stabilizing the weight, and starts carrying the armful of pink and water towards the body of water.] Well, stick close. I'm taking it to the water and I don't know how it'll react.

You want me to get a wheelbarrow?

[He thumbs back in the direction of the farm house. That's a thing he could do, though he's wary of leaving Ana alone in the middle of a field, and he's not sure the creature is going to be amenable to the idea anyway. It seems perfectly content to let Ana carry it.]

I'll be fine. [Fareeha still liked piggybacks even when she was too big to give her piggybacks, and Ana was too stubborn to let her daughter's weight stop her from doing it. This creature was nothing - if anything, it didn't squirm or swivel around as much.

Or rather, if it did, it did slowly, giving Ana time to shift her own weight into balancing the slowpoke in her arms.] Let's go, hm?

You sure? Because I'm fast.

[Inhumanly fast, as she knows. He could be gone and back in just a few minutes, but Ana seems committed to getting this over with. Jack doesn't exactly blame her, all things considered, so he follows along.]

Let me know if you change your mind.

I know, I know. [It would sound like a dismissal if she actually didn't sound thankful. But Ana is now...

... getting her cheek sniffed, which makes her tip her head upwards, should the creature suddenly start getting too cuddly.] Let me know if the terrain is level. It's not letting me look ahead much.

I'll tell you if you're about to hit something.

[Really, he will. Promise.]

You're clear for now.

[Just because the slowpoke got you all Miss Wet T-shirt doesn't mean Ana has to, too, Jack.]

Thanks. [The slowpoke just. rests against her as it's being carried. What a big baby.

She tries to peek around its head, where she feels the ground tilt down a bit.] Which way?

Just follow my voice.

[And the sound of his not-insubstantial footsteps. And what she can see in front of her, even with the slowpoke in the way.]

What if it doesn't want to go?

[What if they have a pet now?]

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