Part 20: Wherein Joat proves that all love is fair in war.
: Look at them go! They’re running for Mt. Blaze!
Then how does anyone know it’s so dangerous? More dangerous than a normal volcano, I mean.
Or water types, ground types, fire types…
Wouldn’t the fact that you saw them go to Mt. Blaze be a pretty good indication that they went to Mt. Blaze?
Tromp, tromp, tromp, tromp, tromp!
Suddenly, Godzilla.
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That, or they finally figured out what stealth is.
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Well, it’s a good thing someone apparently put this inexplicable magical storage save point here.
Wait, if these are a thing, why wouldn’t all of their stored belongings have been confiscated?
Anyway, going ahead and pulling a lot of Rawst Berries out of storage, because, well, something tells me that burns are a thing that might happen.
As ready as one can be, when lava is involved and any sort of heat-resistant suit is not.
Oh wait, right, ambient heat doesn’t exist in video games, never mind.
…Um?
Okay, I actually looked this up, because this genuinely confused me, considering how recently she said that Mt. Blaze was the only option. According to Bulbapedia, Rock Path is pretty much just meant to help level the player up if they need it. I suppose I’ll do it anyway, especially since, well it makes sense in story as well. Not only is Mt. Blaze super-dangerous, but there are implied to be two types of pursuers: Those who turned tail and fled, assuming we would be going to Mt. Blaze, and those who are headed to Mt. Blaze. Either way, Rock Path sounds better.
Well, that’s highly useful!
Interesting. That said, combined with gravelrocks, this could be a decent way to finish off a single opponent with relatively little risk.
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I have the mental image that those who moved on with the chase are already halfway through, and will be long gone by the time we’re through, because they expected us to know where we’re going a lot better than we actually do.
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One storage management session later…
I suppose I should actually move on with the plot, now.
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Well, record time, that. Not even past the first floor.
I’ll try to conserve my Rawst Berries and just head to the stairs, since I’ve already located it and it is not that far.
…Seriously?
I seem to be getting a lot of duplicate TMs in this game.
Ah yes, I was wondering when I’d encounter lava. Other than seeping from the walls, I mean..
Speaking of duplicates items…
Well, I think I remember it selling for a rather respectable price, so I shall try to keep this if I can, until I can store or sell it.
Hm… While I’ll normally want to hold the Pecha Scarf, I do not think poison will be much of a concern in this dungeon, so switching to this.
I really wish I had a Rawst Scarf or two.
C… Could it be…?
*happy-dances* I found a gummi of my tyyyype!
Weeee…
NOM!
That sounds like a British insult, to me.
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Ha!
Take care what you wish for, good sir.
Who put this here? I mean, not that I am complaining, but still…
I’m not surprised this Fearow fell asleep. The music here sounds quite… chill, ironically enough.
Fearow knows a multi-hit move. I should most definitely not hold back.
I think that would be pretty easy to verify simply by looking around to see if there are any parts of this volcano above you.
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Have you ever been to any volcanoes before now, though, that you can compare this to?
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Thankfully, the lava does not come back down in the form of lava rain.
Or at all, for that matter.
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Well, yes, naturally.
Okay, realistically, more like a kiln, but we’re not following logic too closely, here.
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After a lengthy monologue.
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How? There’s lava all around!
Or bubbling.
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Admittedly, given how few outsiders dare travel here, not sure that sounds like a very plausible story.
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I’d rather it not show itself and instead let us pass by peacefully, Cherithe, but that’s just me.
In charge of writing Moltres’s dialogue, Yoda was.
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To be fair, I can at least kinda see why Moltres would jump to conclusions. I mean, with Skarmory, the idea was grasping at straws, but here, this is an incredibly dangerous location, inhabited primarily by fire Pokémon and most definitely not by any Poochyenas or Pikachus, and this is not exactly a prime tourism spot. In fact, few rescue teams are willing to set paw in this place. Then, suddenly, everything turns sour at this location, at the same time when two complete strangers show up who are most definitely not from around there. Mind, I’d still prefer to try to get more proof, or at least hear their side of the story, before going straight to violent retribution, but…
*has officially stopped playing fair*
And that sort of thing is a major reason why. Ow.
Nothing can beat the power of love!
And food. Food is also an important part of this mid-combat balanced breakfast.
All’s fair in war, even love.
Love hurts…
Wow, this is just not ver day, is it?
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Drat! And I’m almost out of PP for Attract!
Er… uh… Think fast, Joat, think fast…
Uh… Your eyes are like pools of molten lava! Your lips are like… wait… crap…
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Why do all the shouting portraits in this game look like sneezing?
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“We have absolutely no proof, but, uh… take our word for it, I guess.”
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Were I in Moltres’ position, the phrase “We’re fugitives” would not inspire confidence that these two mean well.
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What does ve expect her to say in response?
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Cherithe… don’t blink… please…
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Quite the drama… king? Queen? What does one call royalty that does not have a gender?
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What knees?
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I’d make a joke about that being a rather tall order for ver to ask of a Poochyena, but that Poochyena actually managed to successfully beat ver up (even if not solo), so fair enough.
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It appears that Moltres wishes for us to go beyond the impossible and kick reason to the curb.
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If we don’t deliver, how will ve find us? I mean, ve clearly doesn’t keep track of the outside world in the slightest. How would ve know where to look?
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That was self-defense, actually, but close enough, I guess.
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Moltres would be quite awkward at a formal dinner party.
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“Eww”?
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Well, now that the view does not involve being in close proximity to super-heated molten rock.
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No, I do not. We really need a new cameramon.
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Indeed. Nothing like third-degree burns to etch something deep into one’s memory.
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Heck, Tyranitar could level the mountain, if ve felt like ve needed a new nest.
Okay, the lava would make it less practical, there would be a lot of collateral damage, and they’d tick off Moltres, but the point is, Alakazam’s team is probably still after us.
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There is another jedi?
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Even if it weren’t for them, the surest way to make sure someone else gets through is to assume and state aloud that surely nobody else could have gotten through.
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That’s… rather amibitious. Even for Team Zephyrai. Who are somehow super awesome and able to defeat legendaries (or at least weaken them) despite being Bronze Rank.
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Lovely sentiment, but you’re not a Delibird. You need to sleep sometime, y’know.
Wait, why are there no Delibirds working for the postal service in this setting?
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Did you just make a muzzle joke?
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And so, the duo departs, moving further away from the launch site. Some say the lava columns are still in flight.