[Lecia Asami]

Well, it probably had a dark history. Apparently, the first owner of the island died here with their family, and now it's a place where scary sorts of Pokemon roam. But, you'd think that would stop people from visiting anyway? Lecia was in a volcano just a while back, a haunted house is a lot more comfortable in comparison! She fears...very little!

"Cybuster's kinda shaky. I show her cool things and she kinda freaks out! ...So, a trial by fire...so as long as I find a suitable face to pit them against. After all, only brave or twisted Pokemon would be in this house, and Cybuster either needs to see a good example in action or face her fears! She can do it, cause I have her back."

...She finishes talking to herself. Yeah, this is a manor alright. But will she find what she's searching for? Somehow, she's sure that a glint of light isn't what she's looking to find here. It's too...dark. But, she has a phone that has a flashlight built into it. Technology's awfully convenient!

What is she looking for...obviously, a steel type. Steel types are the best! Surely she'll find one here. They're everywhere. They're durable in mind and body!

(OOC: Wanted: Honedge. Or failing that, Pawniard, Klefki, or Bronzor. Getting a Beldum would be very awkward.)

[Kitten4u]

Weapons are too dangerous for children



Species: Munna
Gender: Female
Ability: Synchronize
~Moves~
Yawn
Nightmare
Telekinesis
Psybeam

[Lecia Asami]

Little was Lecia aware, the dark history is fraught with nightmares, draped in misleading disguises that serve only to distract until it's too late. A light, pink fog, barely discernible until Lecia pointed her flashlight at it, rolls on the top of the ceiling. She thought now was as good a time as any to send Cybuster out, she has no idea what's causing the fog, but it's likely a Pokemon! She does so quietly, and gives Cybuster her best 'be brave' look.

"S-S-kaaaaaar!"

A work in progress, to be sure.

"I'm right here with you. You don't have to be afraid!" "Skaaaaaaaaaaar! Skaaaa--"

The bird's whining cut itself off, as it peers into the distance. Lecia points her flashlight in the direction it's looking, and it reveals something...small and pink. Everything goes silent, save for what's now being properly registered as a Munna taking a nap. Little, cute snores. ...The Skarmory flies over to it, clearly annoyed, and begins to squawk at the Munna rather loudly until it wakes up, no traces left of her original fear. Lecia follows behind, much more slowly in comparison!

Then the Munna yawns, and resumes napping. Yeah, sure, whatever.

For a while, the Skarmory resists the urge to just give up right there. In it's stubbornness, it begins to peck at the Munna, causing its eyes to open...at about the same moment the Skarmory closes them in slumber. Well, that was unexpected. Lecia isn't quite sure what to make of this, but...

"...That was an attack, huh? You can wake up, Cybuster! It can't do much to you!"

What Lecia knew about Munna was that it was a Psychic type. Those tend to have very straight-forward moves, they're...usually psychic. This one didn't seem like it'd be capable of much else, anything physical it could throw would bounce off it, and the rest wouldn't do much more...that is, until the Munna's eyes started to glow red for a while, clearly irritated, and Cybuster started to cry out in its slumber! Lecia was wrong. It could do much to it, a change of plans were in order. That is, a quick switch-in to the ever reliable Mazinger! Which prompted it to look at Lecia, and her clearly worried expression, with an expression slightly more confused than anything on the business end of its Dynamic Punches.

"This thing is more dangerous than it looks!"

Mazinger seems to take this seriously, and the Munna responds to this continued offense by yawning once more...but this time, Lecia had a plan. Befuddle her all you want, it's all useless against a good ol'...

"Now, Magic Coat!"

On cue, the Munna started to become drowsy...which seemed to surprise it. In a panic, it fires off a Psybeam, but it ends up getting aimed at the floor, and it promptly passes out after the fact, now in a much deeper slumber. ...That was an experience.

"You did well, Mazinger. Now, all that's left..."

The Golett gives her a questioning look, as she pulls out a Pokeball. She just called that thing dangerous!

"OK, hear me out. Now that I have a moment to think, I know that's a Munna. I heard about their weird Dream Mist from my parents, and how people have been figuring out how to utilize it to see and influence dreams. ...So, why wouldn't I take her along with me, if not for science!"

The Golett shrugs. Fair point, science is great. She tosses the Pokeball, which absorbs the Munna. There's some decidedly good shaking, but the sleep condition prevails, and the Pokeball rests with a satisfying click that hasn't gotten any less satisfying.

"Good work, everyone! Now, let's head home, and...hope Cybuster isn't too shaken from getting trounced by...Four. We'll call her Four!"

The party heads home, the original objective of having Cybuster face some fears fulfilled in a way not expected, and with a friend(?) made that wasn't expected either!