02-16-2015, 05:33 PM
Meanwhile, back at Costa del Sol, Michael had just finished his long trek to the palm tree portal.
“You there, state your business here in Costa del Sol.” Michael started, the immediate confrontation catching him by surprise. He’d only just stepped through the portal, and had been holding onto the hope that nobody would stop him… It looked like that wasn't going to be the case. Michael turned to the speaker, a man clad in white, sci-fi looking armor.
“Uh…” Michael stuttered. “No real business. Just wandering.” He said, giving the sci-fi man the straight truth. He hoped that wouldn't end up being a bad decision… He might have just stumbled upon a restricted area, and just telling the guard that he didn't have any real reason to be here probably wouldn't prove to be the best idea…
“’Just wandering,’ eh? You must be new here.” Oh no… the way things were turning out it seems like he might’ve been right in his first assumption… He silently prayed this wasn't the case, dreading whatever consequence might befall him for his mistake.
“Well welcome to Costa del Sol then.” Oh. Never mind then, false alarm. Michael released a breathe he didn't know he was holding in, visibly relaxing more. If the guard noticed, he didn't comment on it. He must see that sort of thing a lot from newcomers.
“What we've got here in this verse is a sort of tropical vacation stop/military outpost. Just mind your manners and you won’t run into any trouble here.” A tropical vacation stop/military outpost…? That was… odd. Michael couldn't really imagine those two things going together well. If it was here though, he guessed it must work somehow.
“It’s also where all the weirdos tend to gather. They take a ship to a far off island where people won’t gawk at them twenty four seven. If I were you, I’d avoid that place at all costs. Those Pokémon give me the creeps...”
“Oh, and just a tip from me.” another guard suddenly said. He stood off to the side, standing guard at the other end of the portal and wore the same kind of futuristic armor as the first guard. “Keep away from any of the higher ups for a while. They've been having a rough time, what with all the boat theft going on recently.”
“Anyways, enjoy your stay in Costa del Sol.” The first guard then said. Michael nodded to the friendly guards, smiling as he continued on his way. Well that wasn’t so bad a start!
“You there, state your business here in Costa del Sol.” Michael started, the immediate confrontation catching him by surprise. He’d only just stepped through the portal, and had been holding onto the hope that nobody would stop him… It looked like that wasn't going to be the case. Michael turned to the speaker, a man clad in white, sci-fi looking armor.
“Uh…” Michael stuttered. “No real business. Just wandering.” He said, giving the sci-fi man the straight truth. He hoped that wouldn't end up being a bad decision… He might have just stumbled upon a restricted area, and just telling the guard that he didn't have any real reason to be here probably wouldn't prove to be the best idea…
“’Just wandering,’ eh? You must be new here.” Oh no… the way things were turning out it seems like he might’ve been right in his first assumption… He silently prayed this wasn't the case, dreading whatever consequence might befall him for his mistake.
“Well welcome to Costa del Sol then.” Oh. Never mind then, false alarm. Michael released a breathe he didn't know he was holding in, visibly relaxing more. If the guard noticed, he didn't comment on it. He must see that sort of thing a lot from newcomers.
“What we've got here in this verse is a sort of tropical vacation stop/military outpost. Just mind your manners and you won’t run into any trouble here.” A tropical vacation stop/military outpost…? That was… odd. Michael couldn't really imagine those two things going together well. If it was here though, he guessed it must work somehow.
“It’s also where all the weirdos tend to gather. They take a ship to a far off island where people won’t gawk at them twenty four seven. If I were you, I’d avoid that place at all costs. Those Pokémon give me the creeps...”
“Oh, and just a tip from me.” another guard suddenly said. He stood off to the side, standing guard at the other end of the portal and wore the same kind of futuristic armor as the first guard. “Keep away from any of the higher ups for a while. They've been having a rough time, what with all the boat theft going on recently.”
“Anyways, enjoy your stay in Costa del Sol.” The first guard then said. Michael nodded to the friendly guards, smiling as he continued on his way. Well that wasn’t so bad a start!
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