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distortionmewtwo · 21 days
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Sugar,
I know I shouldn't tell you this, but there's a chance that your child is going to be killed within a Proxy war between Giratina and the gods of Space and Time. While one of the rival champions pose no threat to the UV, the other might not be as kind and could wind up killing him. Your son is in grave danger!
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She thought about that for a moment. Tried to decide how she felt about that statement. But then a very large shadow fell over her, and all rational thought left Sugar's mind.
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Whether she took anything said to heart was unknown- Sugar had taken one look at Vourison and fled. She knew better than to hang around, to try and tangle with such a Rayquaza. She had already been smacked to the ground, ridiculed and insulted.... any wise mon would have run by now, right?? Whateve the case, Sugar was gone, and a distance away, Ultraviolet was still sound asleep....
But this wouldn't last for much longer, as unbeknownst to you, night had shifted to dawn, and Ultraviolet awoke with the sun. He stretched and yawned, bright pink eyes falling upon the little gathered and widening with delight, then confusion.
"JJ? U? Vourison..? What are you all doing here?"
Sugar has left and Ultraviolet has awoken.
@docmenlonhead @ask-the-fogbound-serpent
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*Destino approaches Vourison.*
Destino: You’ve got to be kidding me. Bringing children to an event like this? Really? What, are you trying to make everyone have the worst night’s sleep ever? How am I meant to look as fabulous as possible when there are children running around, screaming all over the place? Gross, disgusting children. Just thinking about them makes me want to gag. You better have that one trained up because I cannot have another night’s sleep ruined.
Vourison peered down at the tiny absol, confused as to why he was suddenly being harassed(?) by this so called 'royal'.
"Listen, I don't know how to tell you this but, this is a slumber party." Voruison said, as if speaking to a particularly dense child, "It's not exactly the most extravagant of celebrations. I really don't know what you're expecting. If you wanted a place without children, then you should have chosen a different event to join. Plenty of places offer adult only gatherings, if that is what you're looking for." He squinted confusedly at the body pillow.
"In any case, I trust those two not to cause trouble. And don't use the word 'trained' as if they are a pet. It's quite demeaning. If there is not enough pity in your heart even for at least that, then I sincerely worry for the well being of any kingdom you may come to rule." He grunted. Vourison would normally be more annoyed with someone insulting the kids, but Destino really was all bark and no bite, someone who enjoyed getting on others nerves. It was best not to interact with them further if it can be helped.
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ask-team-misfit · 15 days
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(@ask-the-fogbound-serpent) Vourison craned his head forward, inspecting the small hybrid for a moment before speaking, "It seems you cherish your scarf very much. It is quite lovely, however I am curious about something. From what I can gather you are a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, correct? I was wondering if the scarf is meant to mimic the ribbons of a Sylveon in some manner, or if they are truly attached to your body." He paused before continuing, slightly sheepish, "Ah, if this seems rude feel free to ignore the question."
[ @ask-the-fogbound-serpent ]
He perked up somewhat at the Rayquaza's voice. He would usually be taken aback that such a massive and powerful Pokemon took notice of him at all; then he realized that Vourison was expressing interest in his scarf.
Lief: "Someone like you wants to know more about my scarf? Well, I'm touched... but the answer is more boring than you're thinking."
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[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, with a mono-color background. He is shown from the neck up, with his face slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. He looks puzzled, or curious. His left eyebrow is noticeably raised, while his right eyelid is lowered somewhat. He is frowning visibly. An angular question mark is floating next to his head at the left. End ID ]
Lief: "See, as much as I wanna tell you that it's super special, it's really just a regular scarf. Not attached to my body, and they're not like a full-blood Sylveon's feelers. That would be my antennae."
He shrugged, though he couldn't help but smile a little.
Lief: "It's a coincidence that it suits me so well, really. But I get it. It does look like it was always meant for me, doesn't it~? Even now, in these trying times..."
azel-the-umbreon asked: @ask-the-lywelles Azel Azel would pop out of thin air and kinda float there laying on his back in the air Azel: "So I was wondering, when and where did you get your scarf? Just asking as the local scarf enthusiast." He would make sure his own scarf wasn't slipping off. Azel: "Seriously though, I'm curious about it. You dont usually see scarves that long either."
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Lief: "Well if you really must know... it's a gift."
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[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief similar to the previous image, but with a different expression. He appears rather dismissive, glancing away towards the right with even narrower eyes. His face is flushed in red, literally so as the blush is shown in color. End ID ]
Lief: "That's all I'll say."
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singularity-and-co · 3 months
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(@ask-the-fogbound-serpent) Vourison eyed the Arceus warily. While he wasn't the most… fond of creator pokemon due to certain past experiences with them, this one didn't seem actively malicious. Still, to lose so many worlds despite your honest attempts at making them…
He carefully approached the Arceus, marginally more respectful then he usually would be towards others, "Not to be insensitive, but having lost so many worlds where other Arceus have succeeded, have you ever tried discussing with other creators how they make their worlds? Like, I'm not the most fond of creators in general, a lot of em' can be real pompous assholes, but some of them are damn good at their jobs. The only reasons I've seen for a realm to break down are either due to conflicts within the realm, or unstable forces outside it."
"But eh, what do I know. In any case, I honestly do hope this worlds ends up thriving. Both for your sake… and theirs. You do not want to see where they end up when there's no other place to go."
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Arceus: I know the reason why he refuses to talk to me and I do, sometimes, wish for his guidance and support. However, he has used his vast abilities to prevent me from ever entering his universe. I’ve tried on more than one occasion, even bringing my children along in the hopes that that would convince him. Alas, he decided that it was not good enough for me to be allowed to see him again. I am hopeful, however, that I shall be successful and I will finally be able to prove that I am indeed worthy of governing a universe.
*The ancient Arceus turns towards you. There’s a mix of both shame and determination on his face.*
Arceus: If you are referring to a more multi-universal form of communication, I’ve only recently been able to gain the ability to allow that to happen. And, at the moment, I regret it. You’ve probably been one of the more polite Pokémon to enter this realm, but others have clearly come to try and make a mockery of me. They will never understand what I have had to do to get my universe to this point. Their lack of experience tells me how set in their ways they are. Perhaps I would be more willing to accept the advice of others more successful than I if they would be more courteous with their words. The youth of today should understand the phrase ‘respect your elders’ if they want to get anywhere in life.
*you can hear the slight frustration in his voice as he speaks. As much as Arceus likes to keep calm whilst speaking, he cannot help but feel annoyance towards those who do not show him the respect he thinks he deserves.*
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ask-dawnanddusk · 6 months
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Old and wise, Namira is one of Maksviah's many children and the manifestation of death itself. Grand in form, she is a Yveltal unlike any other, baring a face of bone and feathers pale as fossils of old. Though intimidating in appearance, Namira is actually quite kind, though reserved and soft spoken most of the time. It takes a lot to draw her true ire, but those few who do are never seen again.
Her duties align with that of death and rebirth. She watches over the spirits who have passed on and tends to her realm of souls, and she guides those who are ready to be reborn. She is tied very closely to her elder brother Vourison in this way and also, surprisingly, works often alongside Dawn, who aids in the reincarnation process.
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“While I did say that I don’t believe myself fit to raise them on my own, I do feel comfortable doing it with the help I have." He explained. "I am one of their many guardians, not their parents. While I am an adult figure in their lives, I am also a friend and confidant. I would not ever dream of giving them away. Apologies if my wording wasn’t clear on that one.”
No matter how he loathed to admit it, Vourison saw a bit of his younger self in this Absol. A version brasher, even crueller. He didn't want Destino to repeat his own foolish mistakes, so he chose to continue speaking, despite a part of him yelling not to, to end the conversation now and leave the other pokemon be.
He only prayed his advice did not fall on deaf ears.
“However, I think the problem that, not just you, but many others have is that they struggle to see children as people. Sure, they are small and ignorant, but they are people. Reflecting upon yourself and deciding you wouldn’t be fit to raise a child is fine and healthy, in fact I commend you for it! However, if all you see is a disaster and tantrum waiting to happen, and refuse to engage with any critical thinking on why they act the way they do, then it’s going to negatively effect how you perceive them, and your people, overall.”
“Now, this isn’t meant to be an attack on yourself or anything. I applaud your maturity when it comes to knowing yourself, but a bit of reflection would probably do you some good. I've had this same problem in the past. I used to detest children. It's taken me quite a bit of time to break myself out of that mindset, but I am all the better for it."
Vourison paused at that last comment, noting the slight bitterness. “Well, since I don’t know the situation in depth, I can’t give any specific advice. But, if you cherish this friend, if you cared for them? I suggest you ask them why they kept that secret, have a real and meaningful conversation. Once all the details are laid out, then judge for yourself if that reason was good or not. It can be hard to lose someone you’re close with to conflicts like these, so if it can be prevented, you should at least try."
"This is all just my advice though. You can take it or leave it." Please don't leave it. "In any case, I do hope you repair your relationship if possible.”
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@distortionmewtwo Ultraviolet:
He felt... drawn to this entrance, to this place. Something about it.... as he got close, it drew him in. And it was a place he'd never have found without invitation. (unanswered ask lmaooo I will answer it I promise)
"There's something very special about these woods....." he murmured. "...Can you tell me more about them? Something.... I'm absolutely fascinated....." And indeed, there was a deep curiosity shining in his glowing eyes.
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“I’m unsurprised that you can sense the energy radiating off of these woods, especially being so closely aligned with death and souls as you are.”
“This place is one shaped by my own being, and influenced by my power. I planted the seeds myself and grew this entire forest by scratch, and as such I have complete control over this realm. This is a place of healing and rejuvenation, and so I will not tolerate any conflict within its bounds. The flowing mist produced by the trees that surround you is good for the soul. Literally.”
“The… specific reason as to why this place came to be is a very special one. This realm lies in the space between the overworld, our main realm, and one we tend to call The Nothing. The Nothing is the place where all discarded things go, where things cast out from their own realms wander eternally. All those seen as undesirable or unwanted fall into The Nothing, unknown to those who banished them and heedless of their cries. It’s a place impossibly dark, and being sent there is a terrible fate, one many are unfortunate enough to end up with.”
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“Not even legendaries are spared, as I’m sure you can tell. Without aid those banished would be doomed to wander eternally, and so I routinely enter The Nothing and guide the souls out from its grasp. I am one of the few who can enter and exit safely to do so. These woods provide those I have retrieved a safe and peaceful place to rest and heal. This is why I am so reluctant to allow others to visit.”
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Wo @ Vourison: (he looked up at him, eye squinting as he tried to focus) "I have read about what you are, but I haven't seen one that looks like you! I hope that you don't mind if I compliment your appearance..! Please forgive me if you find that to be not to your liking..."
To say Vourison was startled at the sudden compliment was putting it mildly. Usually all he got from other legends were looks of revulsion and disgust, or of terror and fear. Someone genuinely complimenting his appearance put him slightly off-kilter.
He took a moment to compose himself before responding, "Ah, no, you're fine. I'm just not used to getting such... positive reactions to my appearance. As for why I look this way..."
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"Most Rayquaza guard their planets high up in the atmosphere. My role is similar, but also very distinct. I guard my world and aid wandering spirits and lost souls find peace and move on, along with rescuing those cast out unjustly. As such my powers are more aligned with ghost and grass then dragon or sky."
Vourison paused for a moment, thinking, before speaking once more, "I wasn't assigned that role, however. It is just something I grew and took on as I aged. Very different then other Rayquaza, from what I've heard."
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(@lightofunova) A flurry of brilliant white flames comes into your vision, swirling together until they form a sparkling scroll on old parchment. Unraveling it reveals old text stamped with flowers at the bottom of the letter. Though it seems almost impossible to read, the text begins to shift and translate itself for you!
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“Dearest guest,
You are cordially invited to a night of fun and games at Lady Reshi’s request. Should you wish to attend please come to my tower and bring your finest sleepwear. We will have plenty of entertainment, food, and more for you to indulge yourself in. I eagerly await your arrival.
Reshiram”
"Absolutely not."
"Oh come on boss, It'll be fun! You can take the kids with you, go eat and chat, and then sleep." Eroubus said, gesturing towards the letter, "This is literally the most tame event you could ever be invited to."
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"What I should be doing, instead of wasting time chatting with legends who probably have a stick up their ass and think they're Arceus' gift to the world below, is my god damn job." Vourison snapped back, tail lashing in agitation.
"Besides, I refuse to drag the kids anywhere there are potentially dangerous individuals. Gods knows what will happen if an Arceus' shows up, and I'm not willing to-"
"GRUNKLE VOURISON, WE'RE READY FOR THE EVENT!"
"YEAH! LETS GOGOGOGOGOOOOOOOO!!!"
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Tempora and Iter had zipped out of the house wearing a thick, dark, fluffy cloak. Being giant dragons, they didn't exactly have anything approximating sleepwear, and this was the closest thing they had. It was enchanted to keep them warm and safe, and they had fallen asleep wearing it many times before.
Vourison stared at them for a long moment, ignoring Eroubus chuckling beside him. Then he let out a loud, frustrated groan, tossing his arms up into the air. "Fine. Fine! We'll go to the damn sleepover. But you two better stick close to me when we go." His voice softened marginally, "And, if for any reason you want to leave, just tell me, ok?"
"We promise!"
"We'll stick to you like glue!"
Vourison, Tempora, and Iter will all be attending the event!
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distortionmewtwo · 2 months
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(@ask-the-fogbound-serpent) Vourison watched the two silently for a moment before letting out a loud groan of annoyance, "If you ask me, the three of your so called 'gods' are all incompetent and petty, but at least the Giratina seems to be marginally better then the other two." He rolled his eyes, "Honestly, they're so small-minded and unable to let anything go that they decide to drag others into their conflict? That is the same kind of attitude that causes realms to collapse in on themselves. At least these ones aren't fighting directly."
With a huff, he turned towards Ultraviolet, his hard voice and expression softening a bit, "But, if you ask me, that previous person had a point. Your Giratina may have saved you for the originally stated purpose, but that does not seem to be the case now. He probably loves you very much, and did not want to tell you the original reason as to why you were saved. It may be a similar deal with the 'champion' of space since they seem to be hidden too, but then again I can't know for sure. I suggest you ask your Giratina and see what he says."
He winced, "Though you should probably take some time to calm down before then. It may not be the most welcoming of places, but now that the Obsidian Gate is open anyone peaceful can visit. Fell free to enter the Hallowed Woods if you like. It'd probably do you both some good being surrounded by the soul energy."
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Katharsis bristled. "You have NO right to speak about Dialga in such a manner!!"
"Katharsis, please," Ultraviolet pleaded. "You are speaking to a god perhaps more powerful than Giratina and Dialga alike-"
"That doesn't mean I have to stand by as it slanders them!!" Katharsis was showing no signs of calming down, even tensing like she would jump Vourison, so the frightened and exhausted Mewtwo did the only thing he could do- he put her into a time-out bubble. As she struggled and cursed, he turned back to the Rayquaza.
"P-Please forgive her, Vourison, she is very passionate..! Um- th-thank you, for your words..." He bowed his head as he considered them. "A-ask my father... I can do that... after I calm down, yes...." The very thought twisted the anxious knot in his chest. "Th-thank you for your kind invitation, I will take you up on it sometime..." While he didn't like how Vourison spoke of his father either, he didn't have it in him for more arguing.
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@ask-world-guardians Amelia: Is... is that just a magic fish?
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"Janus is not a true fish, and this form they take on is as ever-shifting as fire itself. It is a manifestation of their essence taken shape, and It is a testament to both their blinding power and incredible control."
"Aww, you're too sweet boss~" Janus said, waving their fin in a playful 'stop it' motion. "But yeah, he basically got it in one! My powers revolve around fire and darkness, and so that reflects on me no matter the shape I take. Luckily I learned loooooong ago how to control the intensity of my fire. You could poke me and not get burned at all!"
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Vourison grumbled, scanning the area with a critical eye. The tower was old and cracked in a way that made him wary. Why had it not been maintained? Then again, the invite was sent by a Reshiram. His mother was the exception, not the rule, and they tended to sleep for many years in a stone form.
"Grunkle? Iter prodded him carefully while Tempora scanned the room. "Is everything ok?"
Vourison huffed, "Yeah, everything seems fine. It's a bit run down, but not too bad." He said, lowering his head to the ground, allowing the twins to hop off, "The other guests look calm, and it better stay that way. You girls can go ahead and explore, just stay where I can see you, ok?"
The trio have arrived at the event!
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*Destino approaches Vourison, taking a good, long look at him.*
Destino: Buddy, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but tattoos are so last season. I mean, light blue upon your complexion? It's not a combination that works for me and it certainly doesn't do you any favours. Perhaps try covering them up. The dark look suits the grouchy style you're trying too hard to go for. It's like you want Pokémon to hate you as soon as they approach you. Now, take me for example. White fur with grey mixed in. Combining that with my natural blue colouring and you have yourself a Pokémon that anyone would want to talk to. Perfection if you ask me.
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“Where did this even come from?” Vourison questioned, genuinely more confused and incredulous then he was upset. “I’ve literally never seen you before in my life. Why are you here. This isn't even about the comments, I’ve had insults a thousand times worse hurled at me, but genuinely, why are you even here? Why would you ever come here, to this sacred place of healing for those cast out by their own corrupt gods based on, most often then not, their unusual looks causing those gods to deem them ‘unfit’ or ‘wrong’, just to insult me?”
“Look, if you’re just here to insult me fine, whatever, but if you plan on insulting everyone you meet then I cannot allow you into this place further. Many who live here have been through enough without some random Absol waltzing in like they own the place just to insult them when they finally feel safe. I will not allow my people to be harassed by any hostile outsiders.”
“Therefore I am going to have to ask you to leave-” “DO ME NEXT.” 
“Janus. Why.” Vourison grouched with the most unamused voice he could muster.
“Because this is hilarious, I want to be insulted too!” The Chi-Yu explained, twirling in the air, “Besides, this one isn’t hostile, at least not truly. And even if they were, they’re not very strong compared to us.” They said to Vourison before floating down to Destino, voice becoming strangely giddy and excited.
“Listen, listen, listen, do you know how fucking funny this will be? If you insult me? It’ll be great I promise, please please please this is the one thing I need, it’ll be so funny when I tell the others. If you know even one thing about my species you’ll probably know why but even if not it’ll be great.” Janus half rambled as they swam circles around Destino. Vourison watched with a slightly wary eye. He wasn’t too fond of this Absol, but he trusted Janus’ judgment. Though their sense of humour often evaded him. He would tolerate Destino for the moment.
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Here's his proper reference! Say hello to Vourison, the Fogbound Serpent! You can find his full reference under the cut.
Vourison
Gender: Male (He/Him, doesn't mind They/Them)
Species: Rayquaza
Relations: Tempora and Iter (Grand Nieces), Maksviah (Mother), Voxgatum (Little Brother), Loraifon (Littlest Brother)
Personality: Grouchy, stern, but with a playful streak. Can be quite tricky when he wants to be. Very sweet with his family, but his gruff and rude nature can rub others the wrong way more often then not.
Height: 9.3 meters (to horn tips when standing like reference image)
Length: 33 meters
Represents: Unknown
A small paragraph of description will be added once you learn more!
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(@ask-the-shiny-pokemons) Rimi approaching the trio. She makes a gentle smile on Rayquaza.
"Hi! Goodness, you have nice children over there (or not.). Can ya tell more about them?" (Might be an unrevealed fact about one of them.)
"Ah. Well, yes." Vourison said, somewhat awkwardly, voice flat and stilted. "Not by blood, but yes, they are my children. And they are also quite sweet, if a bit mischievous."
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The way he said it, along with his general expression, made it sound kind of rude, but it wasn't like he meant it to be! He was genuinely trying to be at least somewhat cordial, it's just that he wasn't exactly used to talking with those... outside his own realm. Barring his family he never really visited anyone. How did one converse with well adjusted individuals?
"Geez, what is there to say... Uh, I found them about six years ago, took them in, and haven't known a moment of rest since. There's a bit of struggle to control their powers due to space and time mixing, but they've made a lot of improvements and always try their best. I am very proud of them."
"They also like giving me a heart attack every time they decide poking their head into a new realm is a good idea." He said that last part dryly. "What about yourself. You have any. Like, hobbies or whatever."
As he spoke, Tempora and Iter had approached Rimi curiously. Tempora, being braver, leaned forward to gently snuff and inspect the Lycanroc while Iter's head remained coiled back, watching the shiny nervously.
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The group eventually arrived at the dark gateway and, just as Vourison expected, it was wide open. Light poured out of the Obsidian Gate, and the usually dull crystals that adorned it were bright and active.
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Vourison groaned, and Eroubus let out a slightly nervous chuckle, “Well, I’m sure Janus has their reasons. You know how they can get, right? They haven't led us astray before, so it’s probably justifiable.”
“It better be.” Vourison grumbled before raising his voice, “Janus! Come out and reveal yourself, we need to have a quick chat.”
Everything was silent for a moment before the sound of laughter like the tinkling of bells echoed throughout the clearing. With a bright flash, a tiny pokemon appeared. It swam through the air playfully and circled the gate it guarded.
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“Heya boss!” Janus chirped, “Hope ya don’t mind the gate opening a bit early!”
“I do in fact mind. Why is it open now, you know we’re not expecting anyone for another five hours at the least. Someone has already passed through, and who knows who else may come next.” 
“You’re such a spoilsport, controlling the gate so much. You need to let loose a little, have some fun! Besides, I watched that guy as he entered and made sure they weren't violent, it’s all fine!”
Vourison glared at the small fishlike pokemon, but just as he was opening his mouth to chide them again, Eroubus cut in.
“Janus does have a point boss.” she said gently, “It has been some time since we’ve allowed visitors to come see our home. Don't you think it’s about time that changed? I’m sure the kids could benefit from seeing new faces.”
“And with me here to monitor those who enter, no one with bad intent will ever get more than a step in! Besides, if I really need help I can always call the others for backup, and you know how we can get when one of us is even vaguely threatened. It’ll be fine!” Janus said without worry, doing little loopty-loops in the air.
Beneath the arguments of two of his most trusted companions, Vourison gave in with a sigh, “Alright, alright, but if anyone violent comes through you call for me and the other treasures immediately, ok?”
“You got it!”
Vourison nodded, a sense of finality in his tone, “Then I guess the Hallowed Woods are officially open for visitors.”
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