{RP} The S.S. Wishmaker - Tides of Witchcraft

[Neo Emolga]

The Diamond Ladies
Guest Rooms
Affected RPers: Possibly Shruikan

It was starting to get to be in the early afternoon and none of the Ladies had a bite to eat since breakfast. Still, the morning had been so full of ruckus and they had so many other things on their mind that they didn’t think about it until they started getting hungry.

“We maybe only have about fifteen minutes before the restaurants close and won’t reopen until dinner,” Jarena told Violet. “I think after this, we should grab at least something. Otherwise we’re stuck having to digest whatever we can get from a vending machine.”

“Fine,” Violet muttered as they approached the room. “We need to head to Windjammer Marketplace anyway to see if we can get ourselves a nugget after this.”

But then Jarena looked to Cassandra, and it was a bit of an awkward situation.

“So, what are we supposed to feed her?” Jarena asked, referring to Cassandra. “Seems a little… odd to be having Cass eat Pokémon chow.”

“As long as she’s an Eevee, she’ll need to eat like one,” Violet replied. “Though we can try to see if there’s at least something we can share with her.”

“Veee…” Cassandra sighed, feeling humiliated yet again.

Shortly after, they had arrived back at their guest room, and it seemed the coast was clear. The door had been left unlocked and left only slightly ajar, but just to be safe, Jarena slowly and carefully opened it to make sure whoever was pursuing and watching them didn’t have an ambush ready. But after slowly opening it, she saw it was left in the same condition the last time they were here.

Quickly, Jarena headed to the bathroom to look for Cass’s hairbrush while Violet went to grab the fallen jeans, t-shirt, and other clothes that Cassandra was wearing from this morning before she got turned into an Eevee. If by chance they got what they needed and the spell was successful, Violet logically concluded her clothes wouldn’t magically spring right back onto her. On top of everything else that happened today, Violet figured getting caught naked wasn’t something Cassandra wanted to add to an already disastrous list.

“Ah, found it!” Jarena smiled as she emerged from the bathroom, holding Cass’s pink and white hairbrush. “Yeah, there’s a few hairs on here. Should be all we need.”

“Now it’s down to that nugget,” Violet replied, knowing this was going to be the most difficult step.

“Yeah…” Jarena sighed, knowing this was going to be a challenge. “We’d be lucky if there’s even one on this ship.”

Violet figured with this many people on board, there had to be at least a few. Trainers often found them, stashed them away, and didn’t always remember to sell them at the marts on their usual touch-and-go shopping trips before they were back out and went back to training and catching Pokémon. She was hoping they might find such a trainer that still had one on hand and was willing to part with it with some persuasion. Violet was even willing to pay double of what was usually given for them, though she fully intended on having it be noted to Cassandra that she owed her. Big time.

However, she was trying to think of ways they could inquire for a gold nugget without it looking odd. Normally Pokémon trainers or their Pokémon themselves would find them out in the wilderness while exploring, sell them to Pokémarts for a tenth of they were worth, and the marts would then sell them to anyone that could smelt the gold and use it for jewelry or whatever else they could fashion out of the valuable raw material. Violet figured she could pretend to be interested in using the gold for her own jewelry crafting hobby. It was slightly out of character for her, but given the circumstances, she felt it was worth trying.

“Vi-vi!” Cassandra’s Victini had awoken from his slumber.

At first he was excited to see the Diamond Ladies return, but there was no sight of Cassandra anywhere and it left him confused and worried. Meanwhile, the sight of everything thrown about all over the place was unusual to him.

“Ev… ev-veeee…” (“Eh, hi, Victini. It’s… me, Cass.”) Cassandra spoke to her Victini, feeling quite embarrassed. “Eev-veee-e” (“I accidentally triggered one of my own spells so…”)

“Vic-ti-ti!” (“Oh, that’s why!”) Victini laughed, coming to Cassandra’s side. “Vi-ti-tini!” (“My, you’re a very pretty Eevee! What a lucky day for you!”)

Cassandra was instantly not very thrilled about that comment and gave Victini that “come on, really?” kind of suspicious look, lowering her eyelids and not looking very amused. Despite being a flattering comment, she didn’t have any intention of staying like this. Meanwhile, there was also a bit of concern in that if Victini felt like her becoming a pretty Eevee was “lucky,” the mythical Pokémon of victory might have an unintended effect on altering the fates and seeing to it that Cassandra stayed “lucky” and “victorious” by remaining in this form.

She was really hoping that wouldn’t be the case. But before she could correct Victini and mention it, Jarena had spoken up.

“Okay, I think we’ve got what we need,” Jarena smiled, adding Cass’s hairbrush and clothes to her tote bag as she allowed Victini to ride on her shoulder. “Off to Windjammer Marketplace. I’m starving.”

“Fair enough, let’s go,” Violet replied, scooping up Cassandra and carrying the Eevee in her arms. “This plan better work.”

As they headed out the door and turned to make their way toward Windjammer Marketplace, Victini closed his eyes and hummed a happy melody.