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The bushes and trees of the Eterna Forest were rustled by many Pokmon who inhabited the lush greenery, but certainly none like her. Baeleaf had no recollection of how long she had been wandering the forest for or even how she got there in the first place but the odd, feminine shaped humanoid Pokmon had appointed herself a peacekeeper, of sorts. With watchful, molten orange eyes she kept her gaze on all corners of the forest and its inhabitants. There were an array of Pokmon that lived there ranging from the docile Wurmple and Bidoofs to more mischievous creatures such as the dusk-dwelling Misdreavus. Baeleaf had come to know all of the other Pokmon who took up home in the greenery, away from most prying eyes aside from the trainers who frequented the woods in search of partners and battles with one another. She watched them, curious yet wary of them. There were ones that looked familiar, but that familiarity had struck a fear in her that sent her scrambling away. Others merely visited the forest, hand in hand with one another before they left with little interaction to the creatures. And then...there was someone else. She wasnt certain when he had arrived in the forest, but he hadnt left yet. In fact...he made himself comfortable and seemed to almost live there as she had. While she had paid him little attention at first, assuming he would follow the lead of the other humans who came and left, she realized he wasnt leaving. And it worried her, wondering just what his intentions truly were.
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Graham Roland bathed in the cool waters of the lake near his hut, next to the small waterfall that delivered spring water from further up the mountain. The forest canopy filtered the summer light, cooling the forest floor, but the humidity still kept the area mostly stuffy. Between the clear waters of the cool lake and the humidity, Graham was in paradise. Bathing was his favorite time of the day, especially after a tough work week at the electric plant outside the city. He had finally reached his goal of carrying two electbuzz at the same time, though he almost threw out his back. With a tied off bag of pleasant smelling herbs, Graham scrubbed away the day's sweat and dirt, rinsing off under the waterfall. He climbed from the clear waters, shaking the excess moisture from his dark hair before he leisurely strolled to his hut, his body bare for all the forest to see. The interior of Graham's hut was lined in shelves, each containing various gadgets and trinkets, broken or otherwise. He didn't know a thing about being a Trainer, and for all he knew, his shelves held all the most valuable treasures a Trainer could ever desire. Or it could all be junk. His parents had encouraged him to begin his journey as a Trainer, but it never really interested him. He loved pokemon, from the moment he met his first eevee in his backyard to now, in Eterna Forest. He was still clueless though, never having learned the names of the pokemon with which he shared the area. He never owned a pokedex, and felt content just befriending them, showing proper respect when he encountered a new pokemon. His unusual affinity earned him their friendship and support, returning the favor in whatever way he could, typically with his spray bottle. His spray bottle contained a mixture of fresh spring water, rose petals, a drop of honey, and one... candy? He watched a Trainer drop it on accident, and it smelled nice, tasted nice, even, but after tossing it in the spray bottle, everything he sprayed seemed to become stronger. The flowers he planted for the vespiquen and her combees were more robust after he he treated them with the spray, and the bidoofs and buneary seemed to have shinier, softer coats after a few sprays. Even the Vespiquen, combees and some of the wurmples seemed to have shinier, stronger exoskeletons. He carried the spray bottle everywhere, and picked it up to check the contents. Graham frowned a bit, noticing the bottle seemed a bit low on spring water. Setting it aside, he dried his body with a ripped, gray towel and dressed himself in his simple, tattered outfit and heavy leather boots, grabbing the bottle and nearly empty honey jar on his way out of the hut. He waved to a couple bidoof sipping from the nearby lake before beginning his hike to the spring's source. Last edited Dec 24, 2018
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Baeleaf had gotten very good at hiding in plain sight. The different colored tones of her body blended in well with the forest around her, bare feet quiet against the grass and leaves. She learned to avoid most of the branches that littered the forest floor, to best avoid being seen. She was still wary of people spotting her in the forest due to being such an unusual creature, foreign to the forest, and that she was neither a pokemon nor a human. Most of the pokemon had accepted her -- the tame, neutral Buneary and bug pokemon that often wandered the forest floor seemed to pay her little mind other than the few times the smaller, younger of the species played around her. Some of the ghost pokemon that came out when the sun went down tried to play tricks on her and ensnare Baeleaf. Which lead to why she was so intently watching his human who lived there, among the Pokmon. From her observations of him thus far, he didnt seem to want to cause any harm to them. Baeleaf had seen him tending to the various species that lived in the Eterna Forest with something akin to an adoration and understanding -- and they flocked to him in return. Her current perch behind one of the large trees that covered the forest granted her a view of the man bathing in the lake. Above all else, he confused her. He was unlike the other trainers she had seen coming into the forest. Not battling against others nor capturing Pokmon in their spherical pods. He left the forest certain days and came back to his little wooden home, Baeleaf had followed him to the forest entrance, then back once moreeach day, out of sight, always watching. It had become routine for her. Noticing he had finished his bath for the day, walking from the lake unclothed to his home. Once again, she followed behind him from a distance, keeping an eye on what he did. Once back at his home, she peered into the interior of the home and glanced around, only eyes and the top of her head visible from the window. The bottle in his hands was something she had seen him use on the other Pokmon. They seemed to like it well enough, and the lingering scent she had picked up from it was pleasant to her as well. Still she was hesitant to make herself known, and in all honesty, curious about him. He started to move around in his home and she ducked under the window to hide herself. The door closed and she poked her head around the corner to watch him retreat. The bidoof that lingered around his home chirped and squeaked at him as he passed, Baeleaf shuffling over to them with a soft pat on their heads as she fell back into following him once more.
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The hike to the spring might have felt arduous to a normal person, but to Graham, it was everyday life. Two or three times a week, he would head up to the spring and fetch water to store in the hut or refill the spray bottle directly from the spring, and he never broke a sweat, however, his first year was a true test of his survival skills. After being in the presence of city-folk for so long, he had finally decided to move into seclusion, and it was rough. He was far from Pallet Town and working a somewhat dangerous and underappreciated job, so it wasn't long before he was looked down upon for not being born in the region and never having tried his hand at being a trainer. In his first year alone, he had been nearly killed several times just by pokemon feeling threatened, not to mention the cold and occasional sickness he had to endure. Team Rocket had played a part as well, showing up to cause trouble in the forest for some unknown reason with their fire-type pokemon. That time, he had resorted to actual violence with his own hands, and still carried scars from the encounters, each one a lesson and a story. His first year in Eterna Forest was definitely one for the books, but a total of 5 years had passed, and he wasn't sure if he could be happier. Sure, his job didn't pay well, and winters were rough if the fluffier pokemon didn't visit his hut, but what little he was forced to buy was easily covered by the savings he had stockpiled, and the beautiful forest around him gave so much in return for his respect and protection. Graham gave a polite whistle and wave to warn the budew and buneary of his approach, as they were drinking from the spring before he had arrived. Neither seemed to mind his presence as he sat on a dry rock near the spring and let the fresh water flow into the bottle, topping it off. After screwing the cap snugly back onto the bottle, Graham turned to hop off the rock, only to find both the budew and buneary waiting nearby. The sight gave him a chuckle, as he knew exactly what they wanted. Hopping down near the small pokemon, Graham knelt down on the thick grass, spray bottle at the ready. Alright you two. He began with a pleasant tone and a genuine smile. Two sprays each. The budew eagerly approached, its vines open, revealing the large spots within. Graham sprayed each of the spots, which seemed to elicit joy, before it happily trotted off. After patiently waiting, the buneary hopped forward for its promised sprays, both its ears hanging lazily to each side. Graham sprayed each ear, then watched as the buneary used the moisture to groom its chocolate-colored pelt, which seemed to gleam in the afternoon light. The bunny-like pokemon seemed to squeak a thank you, to which the gentle man gave an approving nod. You and Little-Green be safe, Fluffikins. Graham called after the buneary as she hopped away. The adorable pokemon had brought a smile to his face once again. Graham stopped by the spring where his friends had taken their sips and knelt for one of his own, wiping his mouth before beginning his descent toward the vespiquen that graciously provided him honey.
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Baeleaf had followed him all the way to the spring, curious to see what his next move was. After seeing the trinkets and things he had in his home, she was interested to see what that little bottle he carried around had to do with anything. He was a strange man indeed, having kept her attention for such a time. Carefully keeping herself at a distance, she watched him gather the spring water in the bottle the small buneary and budew seeming to be waiting for him to finish up. Baeleaf tilted her head to the side, eyebrow raised as she watched. What were they waiting for? Was this some sort of...treat for them? Had they encountered him before? Once he started to spritz the two with the water from his bottle, Baeleaf smiled. It was then, she realized, she was happy . Watching this man tend to the pokemon of the forest with such a fondness, and for them to be so happy in return, made her heart pulse with a happiness shed not known for some time. A light, content smile curled at her lips as she put her weight against the tree beside her, watching the happy little buneary and budew chirp and squeak at the human. The two creatures trotted off happily once they had been sprayed with...whatever else contents were in that bottle of his. She knew the spring water was a main part of it, but surely the little critters she had seen couldnt be overly pleased by mere spring water? It wasnt even that humid or hot in the forest at present Baeleaf wanted to know what else was in there to make them all so happy. She was lost in a daze while she watched, barely noticing when he started to leave once more. Pleased to know, and finally feeling comfortable, that he wasnt there to harm any of the Pokemon, Baeleaf turned to leave the spring and continue about her day. This human interested her far more than anyone else she had come across, and she truly wished to know more. Making a note to continue her following of him another day, she headed in the direction they had come from. It wasnt until she was nearby to the hut he lived in that she realized she was still thinking about him. Her interest hadnt waned, in fact it had only grown since she had seen what he did with the pokemon who lived here. Her bare feet stopped in the tall grasses that surrounded his home and she wondered...what would happen if she just took a small peek inside? Surely she wouldnt take so much time that he would return to find here there, right? Shed be in and out before long-- all she wanted was to get a closer look at some of the things that were in his home. Baeleaf tiptoed over to the hut and carefully pushed at the door. Crouched low to the ground -- as if that would hide her -- she carefully stepped over the threshold into his home. Her orange eyes widened at the amount of things he had lining shelves, standing up and taking it all in. Each little trinket had her captivated, stepping close to the shelves and eyeing them with bright eyes. She carefully picked things up to get a closer look, placing them back delicately on the shelves before moving onto the next one -- and quickly losing track of the time she spent there.
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There were so many baubles and trinkets in this house -- she had no idea what to look at next! Shiny things, broken things, sharp things. So many things she was in awe of. Many things he had were items she recognized between seeing trainers who frequented the forest having them or things shed seen on the road that had been dropped. Baeleaf never managed to collect them like he did but now she wished she almost had. Moving between the shelves that were lined with all sorts of items, she picked them up carefully and did a thorough inspection of each before she moved on to the next. He had so many things, she wasnt certain she could examine them all. Baeleaf was so intently staring at one item in particular that she didnt hear his approach. Her molten eyes were glued to what she had in her hand the prettiest necklace trinket she had ever seen. It glimmered in the available light, delicate and pretty completely worth every bit of her attention. The chain was dangled between her fingers, so light she wouldnt have known it was there if she wasnt looking at the piece of jewelry. The quiet words of the human whose home she was invading startled her to the point where she dropped the necklace on the ground and clamored away from him. A loud gasp ripped from her throat and she wildly looked around afraid that not only had she been caught but he finally saw her . Baeleaf had been following and watching him for such a long time, so carefully , that she scolded herself for being so careless now. Her heart beat erratically in her chest and she breathed heavy eyes wide and regarding him with still morbid curiosity. Was he going to try and capture her? Would he let her leave? Could she even run or would he stop her? The fear that gripped at her entire body had Baeleaf cemented to the floor, mind running with her options and trying not to panic too much. What if he had seen her before, but never made it known? What if he knew who she was, and wanted to sell her off to some lab? Would he do such a thing? Eyes flickering from his form and the open doorway, she mulled over her options. Suddenly, her fight or flight responses kicked in. Swinging her hand up, Baeleaf summoned forth vines in hopes to distract him. Feeling the tendrils form from her wrists, she quickly flicked outwards, watching as they weaved their way in the air towards the dark haired human. Panicking, and not taking nearly enough time to see if her attack had even connected, she snapped her wrist again and the vines disconnected from her body, continuing their flight towards the human. Her feet finally moved and she sprung forward, gathering up all of her energy in an attempt to run by him and escape his home.
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The tall, hardened man flinched at Baeleaf's sudden, frightened movements. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Was she pokemon or human? Was she neither? His heart pounded so hard in his chest, he could hear it in his ears, but all he could do was stare. Graham needed to know more. Before he could stammer out a question for the creature before him, vines were already flying toward him. Graham's arms immediately shot up to protect his upper body from damage, revealing all the conflict he had survived over the past 5 years. Scars from pokemon and humans alike. Burns, cuts, acid, poison, electricity and bludgeons left their marks, like ink on the pages of the most wonderful, exhilarating, frightening chapter in the book of Graham's life. So far . Baeleaf's attack connected with Graham's tanned, scarred arms, but did only a moderate amount of damage, as her vines disconnected before the blow hit. The hardened man elicited a pained grunt as he leapt to one side, forcing the door completely open and allowing Baeleaf to pass untouched. His curiosity getting the better of him, Graham chased after the creature. Please wait! Graham shouted as he followed at a sprint, blood flowing from the wounds Baeleaf had given him. I promise I won't harm you! Just wait!
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Her heart was hammering in her chest. There was a fear and adrenaline that spiked her system as she started to run from the hut and away from the human. In her mad dash to get around him, Baeleaf had taken in a quick, close-up glance of his body. There were scars covering his skin, paler than his skin tone and showing off years of experiences. How... odd , she mused intrigued, even though she ran for her life. He was following her, she quickly realized. His pace quick, voice clear as she listened to him. Baeleaf had been able to pick up the speech of Pokmon fairly easily their chirps and squeaks easily distinguishable. Human speech was easier to understand, but sometimes the words sounded broken. This time, she understood. But that didnt mean she trusted it. Huffing as she ran, Baeleaf finally turned her head once more to see him still following her. Another flick of her wrist and more vines curled from around her arm, flying out toward him again in another attempt to ensnare his body and halt his further advance towards her. They disconnected and she continued to sprint. This time her attack was more precise, her aim more suited to actually connect and hold him rather than distract him like before. Quickly rounding on a tree she held onto the bark and hid, breathing heavy and leaning against the wood. Her ears perked to listen for movement. In hopes that she managed to actually stop him, Baeleaf peeked her head out from behind the tree with a worried expression. Sure enough, the human was wrapped up in her thicker vines. Panting heavily, Baeleaf mustered enough courage to step out further her curiosity getting the better of her and moving to investigate the human who was so kind and attentive to the other Pokmon in the forest. Surely he would be so kind to her...? And hopefully, those vines would hold him tight.
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Graham had chased the strange creature as far as he could, and still had enough stamina to pursue her further still, however, Baeleaf's flying vines caused him to raise his bleeding arms in defense once more, slowing down to prevent any tripping. Instead of another outright strike against his already bleeding arms, the vines wrapped tightly around his torso, binding his arms to his chest. During that time, Graham managed to come to a complete stop, losing track of the creature, and slightly confused as to what he should do, now that he was bound. Her head poking out from behind a nearby tree simultaneously gave him some relief and made his heart hammer in his chest, as he wasn't sure he'd be able to release himself from her vines. Uh, hello. Graham started in as much of a pleasant tone as he could muster, given his situation. I'm Graham. I live around here, and I promise I won't hurt you. I just want to talk. I've never seen you before. The hardened, bleeding man stood still. He couldn't feel his wounds due to the adrenaline pulsing through him, as well as the sole focus of his gaze stepping toward him.
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Seeing the man struggling to free himself from her vines ensured her that she had succeeded and he was secure. For now. Still wary, she approached with caution crouched low to the ground and ready to turn in her heel and flee again at a moments notice. The pounding, uneven beat of her heart in its cage drummed on in her ears as she continued her slow approach. Baeleaf flinched when he spoke, his tone even and sweet sincere almost despite the fact she had attacked him twice. Her umber colored lips parted as she mouthed back his name G..Gra-am? and her orange eyes regarded him with a look akin to curious fear. She knew he lived around here she had been in his home mere moments ago but she was curious as to what he really wanted of her. ...talk? She murmured back. Taking note of his appearance, bleeding wounds from her vines only added to his marred skin, she stepped closer and stood at her full height only a head shorter than he was. Close yet still poised to flee, her hand raised to touch upon one of the bleeding cuts on his arm, drawing back her fingers to look at the red that pooled at her fingertip. Her gaze flickered back up to him. ..talk.
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Graham's heart leapt and cartwheeled in his chest. He had never witnessed a pokemon speak before-- assuming what stood before him was a pokemon at all. He didn't move a muscles as she approached, but winced away from her touching his wounds, giving a small ow in response. He couldn't draw his dark gaze away from her bright, curious orange eyes, even as she spoke again. Um, Hi. Graham began, maintaining an even, pleasant tone. I'm Graham. I live in that hut with all the stuff. Um, listen, I need you to untie me. I need to treat my wounds before they get infected. I have more questions for you though, so please don't run off.
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Baeleaf was certain he was just as surprised by her as she was him. Her contact with humans was not something she wanted most humans she cared little for nowadays, all things considered. But he was different . He willingly lived with the Pokmon in the forest and tended to them with a care as if they were his own family. Perhaps, in a sense, they were his family as much as they were to her. Was it possible they had more in common than she originally thought? Searching his eyes for any hint of betrayal or lie that he could give, she found... nothing. He was completely sincere and Baeleaf was still questioning him. She would, she reasoned, question him for some time. His voice was like a sweet honey, low and careful, pleasant to listen to. He didnt speak loud nor did he speak harsh. He was calm. Now she almost felt bad for injuring him. Almost. He wanted to be let go and Baeleaf shook her head. Letting him go meant he might chase her again...or try to catch her or something worse. On the other hand...he was kind. Baeleafs mind worked as she thought and finally gave in, reaching up to tug free the vines, gently, feeling them unwind beneath her touch. Once they loosened up enough that they fell naturally, she stepped out of his arms reach and eyed him yet again. In-fec? Murmuring the word he said earlier, her index finger raised, pointing to the one bleeding cut on his arm.