[PRP] Omega Constant

[Suudonym]

Camphoreon was quite a city, large and bustling and noisy, and it had been some time since Omega had last been exposed to such a setting. She might have wandered off from her trainer in her curiosity, though she would openly blame the road for being so densely traveled, making it far too easy to separate from others. The darkly-colored Zoroark placed herself in a niche jutting off the main walkway, facing away from the intimidatingly large number of strangers that passed by, hoping her human would eventually return looking for her.  

[Blood_Goddess]

It had been a busy day, and not in the usual kind of busy that Rosie usually lead her life by.
Today was a day where she had to contact friends, allies and organize between out of town friends. Where to meet up and where to go from there.

Thankfully, most of that could be solved once they started their trip to Sandelwood, but though Rosie knew they would be heading out in the morning, She had one more person she had been hoping to find, someone who lived in wilderness and might be just the help they needed.

"Do you think anyone else will show up?" a small floating Legendary asked, keeping up with the girls stride as she made her way through the busy streets of the city, hugging onto the girls elbow so she would not be separated.
"I'm sure they will." replied the blond girl glancing down at the pokemon for a brief moment before looking back up.

The pokemon nodded, looking back down to the girls boots. It wasn't long though before the Jirachi's head snapped back up and looked around the crowd of people.
"Rosie- Rosie I'm scared." she announced when something cold an familiar washed over her empathy.

Darn it, and they were so close to being home.
Unsure of what that really meant, she could only assume that someone was close by that they didn't want following them.
Rosie reached out to take the Jirachi into her arms, and instantly moved to get off the main road, at least until the Jirachi could pinpoint what the problem was, or it passed completely.

In her heist she moved too quickly to notice a form already standing where she was moving too, a large dark and furry form that even the Jirachi didn't see notice until Rosie had full on bumped into it.  

[Suudonym]

The Zoroark, startled, turned to investigate what had suddenly crashed into her, her fur bristling. Her irritation and confusion were replaced with an expression of panic as her purple eyes fell upon an unknown individual. In defense of herself, Omega employed her ability to weave illusions, and the surrounding area was abruptly plunged into a shadow as dark as night, buildings and sky and passersby vanishing under the illusion's influence. The Zoroark raised up to her full height, wearing an androgynous human face instead of her normal vulpine features, the borrowed countenance shouting at the unfamiliar intruders, "ZOOOOR!"  

[Blood_Goddess]

Upon impact Rosie took a couple of staggering steps backwards managing to catch a glimpse of something pitch back, with bright purple eyes.
It was only a second later that Rosie was able to see shape beyond the empty black, a Zoroark, before they were all thrown into a endless black.

Blinking, and looking around widely at the city around her vanished, but with the howl Rosie and the Jirachi were met with a face that did not belong on the face of a Zoroark.

Rosie was well aware of what the Zoroark's ability was, one that was impresive and postentially terrifying, and while she knew this was an illustion it was hard for her not to react to it with a high scream and a stagger backwards to try and get herself away from the pokemon.
It was the Jirachi who's shrikes of utter terror that continued, throwing her hands up over her eyes.

"Stop stop! I'm sorry we didn't mean to run into you! I'm sorry" Rosie called to the pokemon in hopes of reasoning with it and stopping it from taking the form of furthering terror.  

[Suudonym]

The Zoroark's screaming ebbed into a low growl, the illusion shifting to barrier of briars between herself and the stranger. Omega crouched beyond the wall as if it would really afford her any protection, her claws covering her eyes.  

[Blood_Goddess]

"WHAT IS THAT!?" The Jirachi screamed curled into as tight a ball as she could in Rosie's arms.

Rosie knew how real the illusions could seem, and even rumors of how it could actually trick one into feeling pain, so the girl did not further approach the Zoroark now protected by thorns.

Rosie heart was still pounding in her chest, wanting to flee from the pokemon to break the illusion and witness no more terror. but as the Zoroark tucked away, anyone would see that it wasn't in anger, that was more like a child, throwing a fit and being scared itself.

Rosie turned to the side, getting down on one knee and moving a hand to her hip, just in case.
"Its okay, its okay, its a Zoroark. Its just another dark type. what you're seeing now isn't real, don't be scared." She tried to tell the psychic type.  

[Suudonym]

Omega wasn't fond of the Jirachi's shrieking, and she searched her memory for a way to tell it without interacting directly. She added an auditory hallucination to their surroundings, a male voice simply proclaiming, "Stop."  

[Blood_Goddess]

At the stop Rosie was on her feet again, jerking her head around for the source of the voice.
Whoever it was from, it seemed to work, as the Jirachi had stopped screaming and instead hung in a paralyzed shock, her hands pressed to her eyes and whimpering.

Rosie was breathing hard, still unnerved by the endless black around them, the human voice that just echoed within it seemed suddenly distant, making her wonder if she had heard it at all.
Blue eyes once again settled on the Zoroark, and in an attempt at bravery she spoke to it.
"Is someone there?" she said to the darkness not taking her eyes off the Zoroark. "Hello?"  

[Suudonym]

The Zoroark peeked between her claws, hiding again when she found blue eyes on her. It dawned on her that the stranger was now probably trying to speak to the voice that she projected through her illusion ability, and she searched her memories of her trainer's words for a set that could be used as some kind of explanation, recalling the period of training that had followed her evolution, "It seems you can produce sounds in much the same way."  

[Blood_Goddess]

A curious tilt of the girls head, and a furrowing of her brow as the voice once again spoke, seeing to once again not come from any particular direction, but it wasn't the same as how the Jirachi spoke either, It was that presence in her mind.

The girl hung in silence for a moment or two, as she tried to understand just what the words meant.
"... can you... talk?" Rosie asked, looking at the Zoroark in utter surprise.  

[Suudonym]

Omega produced a low, timid rumble, lowering her claws slightly and wearing a faint pout in her expression. Again she projected a sample of her trainer's speech, the tone of it slightly hushed as if speaking in secret, "Omega, I need an illusion, if you will."  

[Blood_Goddess]

It wasn't straight forward like she expected. normally it would take a simple yes or no. But the replies that Rosie was getting were more like riddles or puzzles, meant for Rosie to think and figure out, though that's the impression Rosie was getting from it anyway.

Had the Jirachi been in a better state she could have added her input, though the fact that she couldn't read the dark figure in front of them would have helped Rosie out even less.

"Illusions." Rosie said, her eyes brightening as she made a connection to the things that were being said.
a look of utter amazement crossed Rosie's face as she looked around the dark world, her mouth falling open in a gasp "Its an illusion, you're creating sound from illusions."
She looked back at the Zoroark "Wow! I had no idea Zoroark could do that.. so, you're name is Omega then?"  

[Suudonym]

The stifling darkness was drawn down away from the sky and buildings, pulled across the ground to gather and disappear at the Zoroark's feet. The thorns remained in place, warding off any sudden approaches, though she did lower her claws enough to allow intermittent eye contact. She dipped her head in a slight nod to indicate an affirmative.  

[Blood_Goddess]

"Omega." Rosie repeated, feeling a great sense of relief as the sky and city around started to form again, though the thorns stayed in place.
Glancing down at the Jirachi in her arms, the pokemon still hard her eyes covered, Rosie gently bounced her "Its okay now." She told the Phsychic type, then, with her eyes returning to the Zoroark Rosie crouched down again.

"And that voice, is that your trainer?" She asked, "Did you get lost?"
It wasn't hard to assume, it was a city busy city, and the Zoroark was acting frightened. again, like a lost child.  

[Suudonym]

On the side of the barrier that Rosie occupied, Omega manifested the image of her trainer: tall, dark-haired, and with blue eyes obscured by glasses. The voice was projected once more, this time centric on the illusionary man, his lips moving to match the words as if in an act of elaborate ventriloquism, "My name is Atticus."