|"When legends repeat, something will change"|
The words of BlueJay's gran the day before she sets off on her pokémon journey. Hoping to just have a normal journey through Sinnoh, it soon becomes clear that the legends have plans set in motion that will have BlueJay and Joanna struggling to stay human.
BlueJay's side, part11426/9/10 – Sunday, 11:45pmBlueJay's side, part114 by TrainersofLegends
We’re just past Mt. Coronet. Went a lot faster once I switched onto Arcanine, because then Absol only had Brith and the kittens to carry. I think, if we keep this up, we should be in Twinleaf in one or two days.
That Vulpix is managing to keep up with us as well. I’d have thought that it would have fallen far behind by now. But it hasn’t, and it’s getting slightly braver. I found it almost within our circle this morning. But it took fright and ran when I moved.
And the kittens aren’t nearly as bad as I thought. Ray seems to enjoy having them around as well – he loses his seriousness the minute they jump on him. I don’t know if I can keep them all though. Especially on the way to Snowpoint…
28/9/10 – Tuesday, 9:15pm
Joanna’s mam takes ages to get ready! She agreed yesterday, and we only finished packing her stuff about mid-afternoon today. I did find time to
Joanna's side, part122Heading to SnowpointJoanna's side, part122 by TrainersofLegends
After… oh, ages to get ready, we were finally on our way to Snowpoint.
It was quite nice in a way, flying above as my mother rode below us on her rapidash, Ginger.
My mother growing up was a failed battler; there was no other way to say it. She didn’t have the timing or the understanding to do it, and as far as I remembered, she had never won a battle in her life. However, her skills when it comes to horse riding were well known in Lavaridge, she excelled in it. So much so that Ginger was gifted to her from the stable family upon her departure from Lavaridge. A pure bred rapidash, built purely for speed and not much else. She was pretty weak, and slightly stupid. But it really didn’t matter. She was nothing more than a fiery blur below us, and even we above had some trouble keeping track of her sometimes. Fortunately the flames we easy to spot, even through the thick mists that hung over Celestic.
My mother insisted on taking regular breaks
BlueJay's side, part11322/9/10 – Wednesday, 10:45pmBlueJay's side, part113 by TrainersofLegends
We can see Sinnoh now. We’ve had good winds, hit the right currents, so have made good time. I think we’ll be in Sunyshore tomorrow, then I don’t know how long to Snowpoint.
There’s something in my hold, but I’m not sure what. Something eating our food. And Ray seems to be staying down there quite a lot. Maybe it’s Rattata that he’s trying to catch.
We kinda made up after that spat on the docks. I guess I was snappy after being taken over, but it’s not really an excuse. But she helps out around the boat now, and I’ve been letting her sail it in shifts with me. I slept for a whole day in Lavaridge after sailing without sleep for that long, so I guessed I should probably let someone else learn to helm so I could sleep sometimes. Have also given up coffee. That run totally put me of it.
23/9/10 – Thursday, 10:45pm
There was a Delcatty in the hold. Plus kittens. Ray is lucky he’s still trav
Joanna's side, part121Sinnoh and KittensJoanna's side, part121 by TrainersofLegends
If there was anything that could lift the post Giratina mood, it was kittens. And that is exactly what we found.
After Fiore we continued on our way to Sinnoh, and it was during this time that Jay became rather annoyed about the food going missing. I kept assuring her that my dragons wouldn’t go near the hold, but since I didn’t have the same command over them even I eventually admitted that it was a possibility. Though I maintained my dragons couldn’t fit in there easily, and Venus just wouldn’t. She was the most well-trained of my pokémon, and when I asked her about the missing food I got a nice scratch for insolence. She stalked away from me and curled up in a huff at the far end of the boat.
Anyway. Eventually we discovered the cause of this, and thankfully it wasn’t my own pigs of pokémon. It was a stowaway, in the form of a rather elegant delcatty with pale, almost maroon fur on her ears and tail. But that wasn’t al
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We are Werebudgie and The-ShadowMaster here. This is the account for our joint story, Trainers of Legends, a pokemon story told from two perspectives and viewpoints.
We'll answer to Joanna (Werebudgie) and BlueJay (The-ShadowMaster)
BlueJay also writes a (currently hiatused) Nuzlocke Story, look at it on the forums!
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