MEMORY SHARE: 12 OF BEETROOT EVENT (May)

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JEMA'GRETHY MEMORY SHARE

The caves of Jema'grethy will allow for a few different ways for memories to be interacted with. But for most, such as those entering in bonds, it will be seen like a vision in their head, putting them in the position and perspective of whose memory it is.

For people sharing bond memories, and also memories being shared while moving through the Memory Cave, this is the spot to place said memories! It's not necessary if you'd like to write it during the thread, but hopefully convenient for others. Just make a toplevel with your character's name in the header, and remember to include any content warnings thereafter for each memory, as applicable!

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Eva meets one of her gods

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By the time you round the corner and come out into the massive underground cavern - though is it really one when you know it's not fully enclosed, that the waters lead to the outside world?-, the air is bitterly, bitingly cold. It's not the local pokemon doing it, you know that much. Dewgong don't chill the air as much as pure ice, and you haven't seen any of those around (thankfully). Nor would slowpoke do it and while you haven't seen them, you have felt their minds against yours now and again.

It's the blue that grabs your attention first. Blue feathers shine and shimmer in the reflected lighting. It's like they're made of ice, though you know the truth. They're merely coated in it. The tail's much the same, the longest feather easily a metre and half in length. Yet, the bird isn't that big, maybe 80cm tall and probably isn't that heavy on the woman's arm, though you can tell she's bracing herself somehow. It could be smaller and lighter, too, but either way it's young. There are no jesses on it, meaning the woman with it is either its keeper or someone from the League. Possibly a researcher?

You're not sure, and while familiarity tugs your mind -hair that shade of red is from the Sevii's-, you ignore it. She's not important. Not when you know what bird this is. Know it in your heart as you stare at it, slack-jawed and mesmerised; unwilling to blink. You know this bird. You've dreamed about it. You grew up with tales of it and how the adults bring blizzards even in summer.

You worship it and you've helped with the yearly offerings. You've never carried one of the basics up to the

It's one of your gods, and your hand goes to where you know the pendant sits, even though you can't feel it through gloves and jackets. It takes a few tries, but eventually, your tongue works again. "L-Lady Furiza?"

It's a whisper, yet it feels louder than it is, like you've broken some sort of taboo just by speaking.

"It's alright," the older woman says. "You can come closer. She won't bite."

It's then you notice who the red-head holding the bird is and your eyes go wide. "Ah-" Way to go, Eva! This is Lorelei of the Elite Four, one of the stongest trainers in Kanto. "Okay?"

She smiles and you come closer, mindful of the way the bird follows your every step. There's a power behind those eyes. Power with an alien and unknowable sentience; it befits a god.

A young one, but a god nonetheless. Powerful. Glorious and you wish you had something fresh to offer it. You don't - all you have is empty snack wrappers and pads. The food's back at base camp and if you 'Rope out now to get some, you know you'll probably never have another chance like this.

"You worship them, don't you?" Lorelei asks.

"Y-Yes," You nod once you've come to a stop a few feet away. You can't stop staring at the bird, yet somehow you manage to tear your gaze away. Staring too long could unsettle it, and the last thing you want to do is unsettle a god. "T-The Myu branch of the Four."

"Would you like to pet her?"

"I can?" You squeak- and duck your head, face flushed, eyes wide. "But-"

It's a god. Six badges or not, you're just a Rookie. This is Lorelei of the Elite.

"Yes. It's fine, if that's what you're worried about."

You glance up to see the smile, and at the encouraging nod, you swallow and come closer. Your voice is stronger, now. Still filled with awe and reverence, but confident, too. "Tell me what to do?"

She offers you a beaming smile and does so. You think you passed a test. You're not sure, but as you reach out, you know you'll remember this for the rest of your life.