And so, I was invited by my friend, Virgo, to join her in her "acclaimed" field research to search for three rare Pokemon. We traveled far west to the bay of Undella where at one of the hillocks there, we ate our lunch. Virgo, however, had no no plans of eating, and would rather stay up to prepare a camera cloaked with crass so it would camouflage and the Pokemon she desired to witness wouldn't run away.
Eating my sandwich, I asked her who these Pokemon are and subsequently, she gave a response of the Swords of Justice, a term I am utterly unfamiliar with.
"You don't know them, Charlotte?"
"As far as I'm concerned, I'm an agent whose purpose is to battle and not learn."
"But you have an option, don't you? Anyway, I'll explain it still. According to Legend, three Swords of Justice distrust humans because of the war that endangered the Pokémon living in Unova. The reason is because of war between two human factions, which resulted in a forest fire in the Moor of Icirrus. The lives of many wild Pokémon that lived there were endangered because of it."
"Aren't you a human? Might as well leave before you get eaten by these... swords."
"No!" she wore her ghillie suit. "I am grass!"
"Yours is over there. It's brown though, dried leaves."
"Oh, I'm supposed to accompany you with picturing these Pokemon?"
"Aren't you a human? Might as well join me before you get eaten by these... swords."
"I see what you did there," I gobbled up my lunch and went to her bag. "This?"
"No! The other."
"This?"
"Not that. On the left."
"Which one? There's five bags here! Can't you sum up your things in only one bag?"
"The left one on the left of the left of the other left."
I sighed and gave up. Instead of listening to her, I scoured her bags one by one. She brought with her dozens of paper she wouldn't be even using but alas I do wonder why she has those with her. Virgo loves bringing things that have not a connection or might I say unrelated to activities in the present. She says it's in case something spectacular happens in which that "spectacular" had been out of our radar for so many of her field researches.
We waited quietly and were the patch of grass. Virgo was steady to the camera and I was getting bored. It's already almost sunset and yet these Swords of Justice hasn't come to sight yet.
I exhaled. "Do you certainly believe, out of all places in Unova, they're going to go here? Please, I want to return. It's getting dark!"
"Not yet. You can't give up that quick."
"That quick? We've been here for a hectic five hours and a half."
"Sigh. Maybe you're right. Maybe the Swords of Justice are scared of me." She smushed her face of on the ground and then I could here her groan.
"Fine, fine, I'll wait for an extra thirty minutes."
"Yay! Thanks."
Those minutes gone by and still, her mission to capture a sword was a failure. There was nothing and I had coerced her to try again tomorrow.
"Maybe you're right. But still, I want to learn more about the Swords of Justice!"
"Okay... You do that, and I'm going back to HQ"
I stood up, stretched, unsheathed the ghillie suit and revealed to nature my sweaty body. I looked back and immediately, I dropped to the ground and whispered to Virgo. My sweat intensified and the words I told her shivered.
She screamed and stood up. "Not my papers! Not all those hard research materials!"
She rushed to her bag and threw out her Munna to stop the petrifying Slakoth from gnawing her things.
"Shew!"
The Slakoth returned to the forest.
She then stooped, her eyes wrinkled and she was at long for energy.
"I thought it was a Sword who gnawed my papers. If it were, I'd let it eat them."
I patted her back. "Do not worry, we'll be able to discover them soon."