PMD: Rent Spirits(CYOA)

[LKWayvern]

Chapter 2: The Archaeologists of Armageddon Bunker
Round 2
Armageddon Bunker, Mess Hall

Spoiler:

Lemura Angelus
Steel/Fairy
87/150
20/100
Paralyzed

Inventory: Ancient Pages, Old Pen, Ancient Haxorus Skull, Used Candle, Strange Seeds(x2), Strange Seed, Mysterious Orb

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Lemura looked around, waiting for several minutes, before finally standing up. They made their way over to the door that Papina had vanished into, curiously peering in.

The room seemed to be a kitchen of some kind… almost? There was a stove and sink, with pots of some kind of broth simmering on it, but it seemed to be more of a storage room than anything. It was crammed to the ceiling with cabinets and crates and barrels and boxes, stacked haphazardly and teetering. Papina flitted nonchalantly between them, warbling an off-key and boisterous song as she collected what she felt she needed.

Papina flitted out the door again, over Lemura’s head.

“Hey, sit down,” Papina told grabbing them and steering them to the nearest table and bench. “Now stay still. I’m not having you up and wandering around while I’m treating you.”

Papina started laying out berries on the table. “So you’re paralyzed, probably low on Life and Aura too. So I got a cheri, some orans, some leppas. You’re like one of them synths, right? Magnemites ‘n klinks and stuff?” she questioned.

Lemura thought for a moment, then nodded.

“Great. Some of ‘em have mouths, you got one?”

Lemura responded by opening their mouth.

“Good.” Papina tapped the table near the berries. “Eat up.”

Lemura slowly ate the berries. She couldn’t taste any of them.

Lemura used the cheri, orans, and leppas.

Paralysis has been lifted. Life and aura have been restored.

Papina gestured at Lemura’s missing arm. “Wish I could do somethin’ ‘bout that, but we don’t get much in the way of supplies out here. An’ even then, there’s a limit to what medicine does. Then again, you’re lucky you’ve got one arm-- ‘mons like slugmas don’t get any!” The beautifly chortled.

Lemura heard Simon enter again, moving to sit besides her and deposit a stack of papers and a pen. He looked at her expectantly.

...What?

Simon blinked, then frowned. “You don’t know?”

Know what?

“When you want someone to do something for you, you say please. When they do it, you say thank you.”

Oh. Lemura nodded, picked up the pen, and then wrote ‘Thank you, Simon.’ After a moment she added ‘Thank you for the medicine too’.

Papina shrugged it off. “It’s my job. Speaking of which. Gotta get back to that.” She fluttered off.

Hey Lemura, they said you were some kind of famous figure, right? When Papina and Simon get back, you should ask them what and how they know about you.

Lemura thought for a moment. You knew my name. Why?

Simon swished his tails in thought. “...Zayn’s mentor is an archaeologist. He’s training to be one too. They were researching ancient myths, looking for something in the past that might help Halae in the present. They thought the legend of the ‘Divine Clockwork Angel’, named ‘Lemura Angelus’, were the most promising.” He frowned. “I thought even if you were real, you’d be too old to move. Guess I was wrong.”

Save from what?

Simon’s eyes widened. “Wait… you don’t know?”

I just woke up. I know some stuff I think. But not much.

Simon gathered his fluffy tails around himself. “...You’re supposedly the ‘Savior of Stina’. This world is Stina. A long time ago, Darkrai predicted a ‘Scourge of Stina’ would come to kill us, and Cresselia predicted a ‘Savior of Stina’ would come to destroy it. The Scourge of Stina… Her name is Sanguinaria.” Simon’s voice turned cold and hateful. “I… Ask Skye about her.”

There was a noise. Lemura turned to the door to look.

Two other Pokemon had entered the room. First there was Zayn. Lemura waved at him. He smiled and waved back.

With him was a tall, biped, green reptilian Pokemon in a fur-lined turquoise cloak.

Lemura’s curious about these strangers.