SHE actually did seem
surprised (if that small shriek was any indicator), not having expected
the girl to come out of nowhere, but it was more her fault for not having paid
attention, “where did you come from, there’s only trees around!”
“Yes.” Arietta confirmed, gazing upwards to meet his towering height — at least compared to her, since she is considerably shorter than most that she meets. Upon his supportive stance regarding his absence of intimidation, she decided to lower her guard for the time being and supposedly relax for once. In all fairness, her monsters could kill him in second’s notice if he turned out the opposite of whom he claimed to be. Following his statement, a conspicuous twinkle emerged on her lips.
“Hehe. ♪ The God-Generals are the six highest-ranking members of the Oracle Knights.” She extrapolated, in spite of him already possessing the knowledge pertaining to them. As she started to feel more comfortable, the stuttering in her diction present prior gradually faded away. “I’m known as The Wild because… I-I can communicate with monsters. Well… what if you gave a title to yourself…?”
"H-His name is… Reki,” She pronounced in an accent familiar to the monsters. “Who is your partner? Are they here too…?” If there were two of them and one of them is missing, then an issue may be at hand. “People are usually frightened by my friends, so… i-it’s nice to hear someone isn’t.”
“I don’t think we have oracle knights back home in Johto.” He replied. Golden eyes glittered as he thought to himself. Nope. The closest thing to a knight was maybe Virgil or of the League…yeah.
“Communicate with monsters?” He parroted with a note of awe. Why did everyone else seem to be able to do that, but him? His host could, his friend could…Well he supposed Pokémon were not like monsters like this, but still! It was the principle of the thing.
“Oh uh…A title to myself,” Well he had not thought of that, but what would it be? Of Ice did not sound cool and of Shadows sounded incredibly cliché. “I’m not sure, what would be cool sounding?”
Quite a “childish” dilemma one might say.
“Reki? Oh hey it starts with an R like my name.” He commented, eyes shining much as a child’s would when given their favorite toy. He gave the Liger, now dubbed Reki, another scratch to which the creature responded quite joyfully.
“Oh? My partner? Yeah, they’re in my pocket right now.”
“Really? But they’re pretty cool. You know, once you get past the whole them being pretty big part.”
“Oh.” She muttered inaudibly, caressing her mystical doll against her bosoms. Her rosy oculars glimmered from the sunlight peaking in through the treetops. “I see,” Arietta nodded slightly, “You’re in the Cheagle Woods — north of Engeve. I’m… surprised that none of my friends hurt you. But…” She trailed off in the midst of her statement. “That means you’re… not a, uh — threat.”
By saying those words, the tension pulsing through her muscles eased. On the contrary, a sliver returned when the gentleman repeated her name affirmatively. “Y-Yes. Arietta the Wild — one of the five God-Generals.” She lifted her chin in a facade of confidence, despite finding the accent somewhat amusing.
Giggling soothingly, she lessened the grip around the doll and left the shielding side of her larger and older Liger partner. “Hehe. Um — he seems to have taken a liking to you.” Arietta spoke about the small Liger who snuggled his head into Rylan’s shoe. Quite pleasingly.
"Cheagle Woods.” He repeated before nodding. Well that would explain why he felt so comfortable here despite it being foreign. His Host had originally lived in a forest. “A threat? Me? I’m about as threatening as a blade of grass.” He could be serious, he could not be. Who knows with this guy really, he’s to chippier and honest to think anything else.
“God Generals? Sounds cool,” which really translated to he’d never heard of them, but he didn’t want to hurt her feelings. Besides. The Wild. That was a rather cool title. “I wish I had a title like that, but I’m just plain and boring Rylan.” With Ice Powers. And Darkness, but he doesn’t know that so sssh.
“You mean this little guy?” He motioned to the Liger. “I’m glad, but I think my partner might be a bit jealous.” He replied before laughing heartly and smiling widely. “But it’s cool he likes me. I like him too.”
“Y-Yes.” She stepped forward, flicking a loose strand of sapphire hair aside her vision. “You.”
The young girl remained in silence, repeating his name in the volume of a hushed whisper. Despite his friendly demeanor, she cautiously watched his movement to assure no suspicious motives were hidden beneath the surface. “Were you going somewhere?”
Perhaps her words flowed from her supple lips rather harshly, but it was necessary in order to uphold her bravado.
“Me?” The pinkette sheepishly asked as her pale cheeks gained a light flush of ruby red. “I’m A-… Arietta. It’s… nice to meet you, Rylan."
"Me.” He replied with a small note of confusion. Yes him. What about him? Oh well. He’d probably never remember to ask.
“No I was just walking around,” he explained a little embarrassed. “I got lost somewhere and here I am.” Well that was the simplified version of it, but it was still truthful. He ran a hand through thick azure hair before letting his arm fall to his side once more.
“Arietta.” He repeated, eyes twinkling when he noticed her small act of bravery. How charming. Was every kid like this out here? “Arietta.” He repeated once more, a small Johtonian accent marking his words.
“Pleasure’s mine.” He repeated before chuckling, a nice calming sound.
Arietta sensed an irregular presence of fonons nearby, as well did her Liger companion who sniffed curiously into the still air. What is that?
Side by side, the two walked closer to the unfamiliar aura until the sight of a brunet petting one of the pups appeared.
Her eyes traced over to the youngest Liger who conspicuously revealed utter happiness from the attention given by the stranger. “… Y-You’re fine. You aren’t hurting him. But… who are you…?”
Well that was good, he didn’t want to harm any of this girl’s strange critters. “Me?”
“I’m Rylan. Just Rylan.” He answered before leaning down a bit to give the Liger a small scratch behind his ears. “I kind of wandered in here and bumped into this little guy.” Literally.
He’d been looking for different types of seeds for Jack and then–A giant fluff ball appeared out of no where.
“Who are you?” He questioned right back, golden eyes twinkling.
Maybe it’s because he’s a Shadow and that’s considered a some type of Monster in some parts. Or maybe it’s because the Liger is young.
In any case Rylan continued to lightly pet it before pulling back when a young girl came into view.
“Oh–Oh sorry, are they yours? I didn’t mean to scare them.” Except he wasn’t scaring them. The youngest Liger seemed perfectly content to just sit next to him.
“You mean this little guy?” He motioned to the Liger. “I’m glad, but I think my partner might be a bit jealous.” He replied before laughing heartly and smiling widely. “But it’s cool he likes me. I like him too.”
“No I was just walking around,” he explained a little embarrassed. “I got lost somewhere and here I am.” Well that was the simplified version of it, but it was still truthful. He ran a hand through thick azure hair before letting his arm fall to his side once more.
“I’m Rylan. Just Rylan.” He answered before leaning down a bit to give the Liger a small scratch behind his ears. “I kind of wandered in here and bumped into this little guy.” Literally.