High Flying Emolga!

Oya whooped and hollered in excitement as she flew over the floating town, her eyes as big as dinner plates as she looked down at the whole of Aileron Village. It was a flying town! That was so awesome! It was like a floating town! Oh wait, it was a floating town, so it was exactly like what it was! The little Emolga swooped downward, landing on one of the many streets of the town as she looked around, looking at all the stores and houses and so many flying Pokemon! She'd never seen so many Flying types in one place!

In actuality, the town wasn't that big, but to Oya, it simply floating around in the sky made it so awesome that it might as well have been a big ol' town! Not to mention Oya was a bit confused about where she was. She thought that this was Grassveil, the town where her father had joined the guild of. She wondered how her father had gotten so high up when he'd never even climb the tree she and her mother nested in! Maybe he was so strong he could just jump this high! Or maybe he used his super duper psychic powers to lift himself up here!

(oh my god she's adorable)

"So when are you going to stop keeping at the least a three foot radius away from me?" Acro asked, perching on what would have been a flying type version of a bench. The archeops looked towards a rather dark looking bird, a Honchkrow that was standing atop of a roof of some store.

"When the curse goes away," Linus replied simply.

Acro sighed, looking back down to the street in front of him. It was a day off, they had returned from a late night mission and rested up. Acro had figured it would be best to give Linus a break, although he was the one that was actually in need of a break.

Linus huffed, his feathers poofing up slightly as he watched the pokemon fly past. He spotted a certain little electric squirrel, and wondered how in the world it was even flying. It didn't have wings, was it levitating? He stared at the strange pokemon, was this some kind of rare pokemon or was it a Pikachu that put a hang-glider on its back?

Oya continued to walk through the streets, unaware that she was being watched when she was flying about. However, it wasn't long before she saw two really cool things among all the lesser cool but still cool things! There was this really colorful Pokemon who looked like if they were a mix of a flying Pokemon with a dragon Pokemon. Right above him was also a really dark Pokemon that almost looked like he was wearing a hat! Plus it has a poofy red tail!

The Emolga soon found herself standing right in front of the colorful Pokemon, staring up at it with her big eyes, her mouth open slightly as she looked up at him in awe. "Pretty," she said as she looked up at the Pokemon. He was also poofy, but all over instead of just at his tail like the other one was. He was poofy, scaly, and feathery! It's like someone couldn't decide to make him cute and cuddly or awesome and powerful!

Acro looked down as he noticed a strange looking pokemon he knew to be an Emolga approach him and call him "pretty" he smiled, a bit flattered. He had been called many things along the lines of "cursed", "stupid", "weak", "pointless", and many other things, but never something like pretty. Well, not never, since his mother used to coo about those kinds of things, but he did not quite count his mother considering she had left him to die after he fell out of a tree.

"Hi there, thanks," he spoke to the emolga, wondering what it was doing up here. He had never seen an emolga fly this high before, high enough to make it to Ailreon that is.

Linus watched as the archeops was complimented by the strange hang-gliding pikachu. Upon closer examination as the creature came closer, he noticed that it was not a pikachu, nor was it wearing a hang-glider. He continued to stare at it, wondering if he should warn it of Acro's curse...nah, the curse doesn't affect those who aren't teammates right? She was safe...at least he thought it was a she. It was a fifty fifty shot, and he had not really been paying attention to the tone of her voice.

"'Ello 'ello!" the Emolga exclaimed, waving at the two Pokemon. It was then that the Emolga saw the explorer badge the Archeops was carrying. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Is that an explorer badge! Does that mean you're a super duper explorer like my daddy!?" the Emolga said, jumping up next to the Archeops, poking and prodding at the badge with her little paws. Other than her father, the Emolga had never seen a guild explorer. This Pokemon having an explorer badge meant that she was definitely where she needed to be! This had to be Grassveil town!

"Yeah I'm an explorer," the archeops smiled, "I don't know if i'm like your dad though, since I don't know who he is." Acro allowed the emolga to poke his badge, wondering if she had ever seen one before. She spoke of having a father who was an explorer, but why was she so excited to see one? His good mood was turned around by a remark from the Honchkrow. He ignored Linus, knowing it was not Linus's fault the bird probably thought ill of him. After all, what if he really was cursed? He wondered if he could go see some kind of witch doctor or something about that...

"Wouldn't say 'Super Duper' though," Linus spoke, adding on to the archeops's words. He had to wait a bit before actually speaking, trying to repress his nervousness of speaking and resisting stuttering. He had to swallow a few times, but managed to speak perfectly, accidentally giving a rather ominous tone to the speech.

"Oh, oh! Daddy was an awesome explorer! He used this cool weird glowy stuff to move stuff and baddies around! I can't do the weird glowy stuff but I can do this!" she said, her cheeks sparking, a bolt of electricity arcing upwards and at the Honchkrow. Though the Emolga didn't seem to really care or notice, still focusing on the Archeops with a big grin as if she were doing the coolest thing ever. To be quite honest, the Emolga was purposely trying to shock the Honchkrow for the rude remark to the super duper colorful Archeops explorer.

(sorry for le short post, kinda speed posting rn between some yardwork)

"Hey!" Linus cawed, flapping his wings violently as he moved away from the electricity, "Watch where you put those jolts!" he huffed. He seemed to glare at the emolga, wondering if it was on purpose. He however made no further comments, "Probably a psychic type," he spoke as he noticed the amazed look on the archeops's expression. How could he not know what a psychic type did? Had he never encountered one?

Acro flinched as Linus was nearly shocked, but was shocked himself as he learned that a pokemon could move around items and "baddies". That must have been so easy to take care of outlaws with, just lift them into the air and bam, they're helpless. The archeops's wonder was soon answered as Linus explained what it was.
"That's really cool!" he responded, "an electric type huh? I've never seen a flying AND an electric type before."

Oya feigned being apologetic, letting the electricity dissipate into the atmosphere. "Ehehehe, sorry," she said, scratching the back of her head. "Oh, yeah! He was a Psychic type! He said his species was called a... Meo...Meo... Um, something starting with a Meo!" The Emolga's smile broadened at the Archeops' amazement at her father and her being an Electric and Flying type. Thinking back on it, Oya had never heard of another Electric and Flying type Pokemon. Though, then again, she didn't know many Flying types to begin with. Or just many Pokemon species to begin with. Speaking of which. "Oh, hey! What're you? I've never met Pokemon like you before!"

"I'm Acro, I'm an Archeops, I used to be a little Archen, but I evolved. Linus over their is a Honchkrow," Acro spoke, introducing himself and his teammate, "What about you?" he asked, a bit curious as to what the strange creature was that seemed to be fascinated with him. He seemed to smile bit, awaiting an answer from the energetic emolga, though not knowing what the pokemon's species actually was.

Linus remained silent as the Archeops introduced himself and him. The honchkrow watched as the emolga struggled to recall what species her own father was, he knew that she was likely talking about a Meowstic, but decided against talking. He was a bit too grumpy today to tolerate the emolga, instead he remained silent, looking into the town and listening to the two speak.

"An Arcy... Arca... Um, how do you say that again?" she asked, smiling somewhat sheepishly at her failed attempt at saying Archeops. However, when asked about her own species she spread her arms out. "I'm an Emolga! Like my mommy! We can fly and shoot lightning and oh I can also do something that mommy says not all Emolga can do! Not even she could do it!" she said, placing her arms on her hips as she smiled broadly. She then thought of something, having glanced back at the Archeops' explorer badge. "Hey! Do you know where the guild is here?" The Emolga had gotten completely sidetracked from her goal of coming here. To join Grassveil's guild! Though this was Aileron town, not Grassveil, but let's just overlook that little tidbit for now.

Acro nodded, "Linus and I live there, we're explorers, so it's kind of a requirement to live there since we're still just apprentices. I've been a guild member for a while now, but i'm still nowhere near able to take the graduation exam."
The archeops looked at the emolga, "It's Archeops by the way, Ar-kee-ops," he spoke, trying to help the emolga pronounce his species's name considering it seemed to want to be able to. He was rather curious about what this "ability" was that she spoke of, but decided not to ask questions.

Linus however had a different plan, "What ability?" he inquired, curiosity pulling the dark crow back into the conversation. His smoothed his feathers slightly, flicking off a bug that had decided to latch onto the wing and dig in to the bird as if he were a feast. The honchkrow did not respond to her asking about the guild, as Acro had already answered it and it was her own fault for not asking questions.

"Oh cool! Could you take me there!?" the Emolga asked, grinning wide. She then turned her attention to the Honchkrow, who seemed interested in this ability the Emolga had. Smirking, Oya, jumped up, "I'll show ya!" she said before gliding up higher into the air. Her tail began to shine like metal, the Emolga tumbling in the air a bit before she dive bombed towards the ground, turning just before hitting it so that her tail would slam against the ground, sounding like a hammer crushing rock as the ground caved under her tail slightly.

The Emolga's tail lost its metal sheen as she pushed herself back onto the perch Acro was on next to him, smiling wide. "Mommy says I probably got it from daddy, but I've never seen Daddy do it."

Acro watched with interest, though the young one's attack had a rather familiar look to it. It dawned to him, "Iron Tail! I can do that too!" he spoke, his tail suddenly glowing with the same metal coating as the emolga's tail. The tail waved around a bit before Acro realized he was showboating a bit, and ceased the attack. He laughed nervously, "Sorry about that, anyways I can easily take you to the guild, it's not too far from here."

Linus watched with interest, only to find that the 'special ability' was just a simple Iron Tail. He huffed in disappointment, eager to have seen a special ability never seen before. Oh well, it seemed that this emolga had nothing of interest after all from its appearance. Perhaps that mind packed an interesting tale however? Now would not be a good time to ask though...after all, he was still in his rather grumpy mood.

"Oh cool!" the Emolga said as she saw the Archeops use the same move as her. "We're like glowy tail buddies now!" she said, grinning widely. When the Archeops said he could take her to the guild, she jumped up several times. "Awesome, awesome! Let's go then!" she said. The little Emolga then jumped up, flying in the completely wrong way, forgetting that the Archeops was supposed to be leading her to the guild.