Vigil: Wielding Hero

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“Kidding, of course. But I am kinda curious about where these threads lead and why they exist.”

“That’s quite a lot.”

[she pets the Litten a bit more before sending it back into its ball]

“Well, I should get going. Apparently a person of interest is somewhere in Kalos… and I keep sensing these invisible threads leading me to people like you. Maybe you meant something to a me in a past life!”

“If I did this right, then I should be able to look at a Pokémon and it’ll tell me it’s data…”

[she looks at Litten, with her visor on.]

“Litten, Level 5, Female… And then there’s a bunch of combat stats and miscellaneous stuff.”

“Number 725 in the Dex… Just how many of these guys are there?”

[Her eyes close, a Void tendril wire extends from her arm, connecting to her phone as it intermittently glows red.]

“Looks like I can put this in my visor. Just gotta move that there and… Bingo!”

[the wire retracts, as she sends out Litten]

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“Yep.”

[she takes it out, a noticeable spider-web pattern on the case]

[she rubs the back of her head, sheepishly]

“I keep doing that, don’t I? Is there a way for me to download the Pokédex from somewhere? All I need is a device that has it and I should be able to get at install it into my visor.”

“Oh, I think it was called a Dex! It was an app on Terry’s phone, but I don’t think my phone could use it since the operating systems are so different… Maybe there’s a way to download it onto my visor like I did with the map data and…”

[she gets lost in thought quickly]

“I mean, I have my school ID… Oh, and my Hero License!”

[a swift look of realization, for obvious reasons]

“I wish there was a way to track what Pokémon I’ve seen or caught though. Writing in notebooks is fun, I admit. But there’s probably an automatic way of doing that type of thing…”

“I guess that means I’m a Trainer now.”

[she looks at her reflection beaming off the Poké Ball, smiling.]

“Thanks, Professor Tajiri. I think my time here has just gotten a lot more fun.”

[she spins the ball on her finger]

“Is there anything else I would need as a Trainer?”

“I…”

[the Litten nuzzles up to her hand holding the Poké Ball, and taps its paw on it, entering the ball as it shakes 3 times, and clicking]

“Um, does that usually happen? Aren’t you supposed to throw the ball?”

[confusion and curiosity reflect off her eyes]

“I know that, but…”

[the realization dawns on her]

“You’re saying I can catch Litten? Wouldn’t that inconvenience you?”

[she catches it in her free hand]

“This is a Poké Ball, right? Why give me this?”

“A-Anyways, I know I shouldn’t hold you up for much longer, but I don’t think I wanna leave Litten’s side… and I don’t think it wants to leave my lap.”

[The Litten starts lightly gnawing on her hand, causing a bit of iridescent blood to flow from one of her fingers]

“I think it really likes me.”

“I wasn’t born with it, but I love them all the same!”

[her tone suddenly shifts deadpan as her eyes avert themselves]

“Even if Himi was responsible for around 20+ murders and partially responsible for causing most of Japan to collapse for a few months.”

[a silence]

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“Himi’s Quirk lets her suck blood from people and transform into them, so she has little fangs. She’s not a cat, but she has the spirit of one.”

“The real furball is Chloe, though she’s more of a wolf. Both of my sisters have a Vampirism aspect, so they need blood as a dietary requirement.”

“It also feels super warm… it’s comforting.”

[her hand slowly moves around as she pets it, itching behind its ears and chin]

“Reminds me of one of my sisters.”

[she tries to very slowly start petting it]

“It’s so soft…”

“Meow to you to…”

[she doesn’t want to scare it again, so she waits for what it’ll do next]

“What, like just sitting down?”

[she sits down on the floor, and beckons the Litten over]

[her eyes when in mild surprise]

“Not the first time a cat tried to scratch me while trying to pet it… But it’s so cute…”

[she gasps sharply, a response to seeing something so adorable]

“Kiby…”

‘My teacher’s gonna be so jealous…’

[she reaches out her hand slowly towards the Litten, palm facing upwards to not scare the Pokémon]

“Wowie zowie! They’re all super cute! And… there’s a lot of them… If Anima were here, he would be unstoppable!”

“Now where’s that Litten?”

“Really!? That would be awesome!”

[she hops to her feet, excited]

“Please.”

[that’s all she says as she sits back down]

“Is that what it is? Wait—

[suddenly, she slams her hands on the nearest table]

“Is there one here?”

[in her hardened stare, Sun could see the darkness of a familiar Void stare back at him]

“G-Gah!”

[her focus breaks as she drops her pencil]

“Ugh, my bad, seems like one of my friends passed on his muttering habit to me…”

[a sigh]

“You know, I was wondering. I think there was this Pokémon I really liked. It was… a cat that was had red and black like me… and had these big whiskers.”

[while he was explaining things, Vigil took notes in a notebook, labelled “Pokémon”, muttering often]

“So the entire type chart is one huge roshambo with 18x18 different choices and while some are stronger than others, you can take advantage of the chart to…”

[she’s uh, still muttering afterwards]

[she heads in, and takes a seat in the nearest chair. Surely teaching someone who knows absolutely nothing about Pokémon isn’t going to take a long time]

“So, um, what type of Pokémon is Pikachu?”

[oh dear, this is gonna take a while]

“Thanks!”

[a moment passes, with nothing happening at all as an awkward silence passes over]

“Maybe we should head inside, don’t think I can learn anything standing next to your… uh… garbage disposal.”