Third Broadcast (Accidental Video, action for those on Route 35)

[nvcr]

[The feed opens to Cecil and his Pokemon--a Bronzong, a shiny Froakie, and something with white paws holding the Gear--sitting in a clearing somewhere, a collection of lit candles and interesting-looking rocks arranged in front of them in concentric circles, with two eggs in the center of the makeshift ritual circle.

Those who look may be able, in the quickly advancing dark of twilight, to tell that's a Skiddo egg and a Munna egg. Though that might not be immediately obvious, given that they're also covered in various sigils and runes drawn in what appears to be red permanent marker.

Cecil gazes at them with an intensity great that each of his tawny eyes could inspire fear and awe in even the mightiest of beasts. Then, as the white-pawed Pokemon--a female Meowstic--starts banging on the Bronzong and reveling in its resultant hellish chimes, Cecil chants in a guttural and long-dead language, his volume crescendoing until he's practically howling.

One of the eggs cracks, then another.

They awaken.]

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[crouching_sin]

[Naoya peers at it closely, trying to figure out what runes and sigils are drawn on the eggs. He knows a lot of them, after all.]

[... Once he's sure he's not going to interrupt anything - what was that language, anyway? He knows pretty much every one - he speaks.]

Fond of ritual, are you?

[nvcr]

I guess you could say that.

All important occasions back home were marked with something like this--births, funerals, weddings, the sealing of our town's librarians--so I thought it appropriate.

I'm starting to wonder if I might forget one day.

[crouching_sin]

Heh. It's human nature to do things like that, I suppose.

Do you know what all of those runes on the eggs are for? I have a special interest in that sort of thing.