shellphones | Voice 🥀

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Voice 🥀

Type: Voice
Sender ID: fractales(Professor Turo)
To: General
Subject: Brief Announcement
Warnings: TBA

[There was a soft melody playing in the background, along with the sound of paws pattering about. Some heavier steps. The music clearly from a music box that sounded as if it was sat somewhere closer to the shellphone—]

This is Professor Turo, and my apologies for perhaps a late statement that I may not be so easily found as usual the last several days; a few days more as well. Less time spent walking Cosmo, other places.

Of course I can still be reached over these, but I have been taking some time to myself. Finishing up a few projects, making room for others that are more in progress. Preparation for possible adoption candidates at Cosmo Conservatory -next month may do well for that- so I can be found within the medical building there once more at the very least.

[—that melody hanging in the air for a few notes. It at least helped to soothe...]

If anything is needed do not hesitate to contact me, but I bid you adieu for now.

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[The few Xolos laying around the entrance and outside of the garden was at least one clue as to where Turo had gone to, ears perking briefly before relaxing again upon registering Shadow's presence.

There was the buzzing of bees dipping into blooms and spread pollen within the garden, moving as freely as the variety of colorful butterflies.

Turo was moving carefully, even ducking a few flowering vines hanging from the ceiling of the greenhouse part where various lattices were propped and built up for the running vines to cling to as they grew. His hand lifted up, a much thicker vine moving and lowering down a larger flower that... opened up to show a Snake-like face hidden amongst the petals; its head rested on that hand for support, pollen coated tongue flicking out.]

There you are. Healthy, so many more petals—would you allow me to collect a few more?

I do have some treats for you. [A pleased hiss and, well. Collecting petals would be plucking them, its eyes soon enough focused on Shadow as Turo still gingerly collected the mix of pink and white petals.

Though his voice sounded... static-y.]

[His steps are careful as he wanders into the garden. Trying not to bring attention to himself, discovering the professor is here, working.

His ears swerve slightly, picking up something was off in his voice. Was the professor due for repairs...? Or is the machine starting to show it's age without a master to properly maintain it? He blinks, feeling eyes on him as his meets the flower snake's. The petals on it shudder slightly.

Well, best make it clear he's not a threat. His steps are still careful, but footstep sounds made clear as he comes up to the basket with the collected petals.] What are these for? [Hi.]

Antidote and medicine making. This one has a very venomous bite, with something of its body being poisonous as well; the petals are the best antidote for that, and also helps with creating other antidotes. Does well in some pain relief medicines as well, depending on petal color.

[The flower petal covered snaked calmed as Turo spoke, clearing his throat briefly as if he knew the static was there before speaking again.]

It took various tests to find that out, and I figure it is far better to have antidote and antivenom stored here than not.

[Poison. He would like to not experience that again anytime soon. So he will stay a reasonable distance so as to not agitate the serpent.]

Are you in need of repairs? [Turo can try to hide it, but it only makes Shadow more suspicious about his behavior.]

[The snake blossom at least seemed to calm after a moment, relaxing into Turo's hand supporting it while the other still collected the loosest petals. Took a little feeling around, but it was better than pulling those still attached.

Was almost like grooming.

Of course his hand paused, briefly. Ah—]

Oh, no. Just—you could say that I am simply experiencing overwhelming emotion, and at times they cause some fluctuation to my voice. I have to remove crystal flakes as well, here and there, that have been forming. [They had been taking on tear-like shapes. At the very least his tone implied he was working through it, just... taking time still to do so.]

[...The snake is clearly not causing him to have these "overwhelming emotions" is it? He looks between the professor and the snake?]

Would you like me to assist in some way?

In a way, you already are. You could tell something was wrong, even if you're not sure what, and you came by the check as you would with any other possible bit of trouble. [Even if Shadow might not see it a certain way, that was what he had done; more than likely if there was potentially dangerous trouble, yet all the same...

Turo patted the snake's underside lightly before it was reacting -most of the way- back amongst the terrace plants above.]

Presence can mean much, when the issue partly is a fear of doing as my creator did in such a time. Bury himself in work, obsessed with the idea he could fix it with some great discovery.

[Well when you're buddies with a certain mad genius, naturally Shadow would be suspicious of any change in behavior. That's definitely why he's checking in, yep.

His left ear twitches in thought. Fix something? Something has upset the professor that he would want to distract himself in his work. Change an outcome that sounds like, it cannot be done.

He comes more forward as the snake takes it's leave.] It be foolish of you to try anything reckless in front of me. [His way of saying, he's here.]

[There was a faint, brief sort of laugh, Turo closing the lid of the jar he collected the petals in.] That I most certainly can count on you for.

Another reason I appreciate you checking in, truly.

[It did more than Turo had words for in the moment.] You are welcome to stay for what time you can spare, even in silence the company is appreciated.

I am simply going to check on another visitor to the garden- other than the bees and butterflies. Would you like to see them? [Tone implied it wasn't a person, but something that also seemed to help with garden health and growth.]

[...He has no where he needs to be at this moment. And fortunate for Turo, Shadow does not have a problem being around him. He glances around and then nods to Turo.]

[There was a bit of meat tugged out from a container in his pocket, which Turo tossed upwards as he moved away from the overhead terraces; the snake bloom caught it before it could start falling back down, retreating to enjoy the reward for a behaved grooming.]

This way then, they've taken up near the flower patches. [Turo had expanded the garden a decent bit, the energy shields that had been tweaked to react like a greenhouse helping with that given they could be snapped into any place or shape.

Amongst the flowers there were a few hopping little bunnies that blended a little into the various patches. Butterflies and bees calmly moving above them as well, as if the hops helped further attract them.]

I came in here a few mornings ago to find one, and a few more have managed their way in. They haven't been nibbling on anything, and where they are seems to have growth thrive.

[His attention might have been caught on those shields around the garden for a moment. Curious about them. If they're helping to regulate the garden, that be kind of useful on his ship. When there's the sound of movement, his attention diverts to the source.

He stares. Rabbits? He quietly observes, listening to Turo's explanation. He can see they have flowers on them...it's kind of cute.] Maybe it's a sign your garden is in good health if they're here.

That has been a theory of mine, and I hope it is so. [Spoken softly- even as one of the rabbits with purple blooms amongst white fur perks up, sitting up for a moment and locating both Turo and Shadow visibly after hearing them. It ducked back down—] Even in the world I am from, pokémon appear in places suitable for them and in good health—aside from the pokémon born from pollution and trash, of course.

[—that same rabbit popping out of the flower patches, hopping towards them, stopping as it landed with front paws on Turo's foot, looking up at the both of them.]

... It is also partly due to me wanting to know I am doing well when it comes to this garden. A reassurance, I suppose. [Spoken as he lowered, sitting on his feet so as not to disturb the rabbit there that kept its front paws in place, a hand offered. That little soft furred nose skimming over his palm to sniff, wiggling as they tended to.]

I've made a sort of 'door' in the energy shielding so they can come and go as they please.

...You have pokemon born from pollution? [There are those who learn to adapt in more unpleasant environments, but never actually born from it. Shadow remains still, watching the rabbit approach Turo. He neither attempts to interact, or back away should the rabbits choose to investigate him.]

Have you failed to maintain a garden in the past?

Yes, and even some regional variants changed due to pollution of the world as well. A rather firm reminder how close to Nature they are, and how deeply that people can cause that change. [As people changed the world, the world changed pokémon in some places as a result. That new pokemon would come into existance due to it as well.

A second rabbit had come up, a third waiting by the patches, sitting up briefly to scent the air as it hopped to stop by Turo and the first briefly. Scenting before hopping along, watching Shadow carefully.

Turo was careful, fingers brushing along the fur of the rabbit that was still with him.]

Truthfully? I have... never gotten to maintain one before this world, and this is the first one I started. To see it progress as it has, and even have one around my cottage, has been rewarding—even if I still wonder.

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