I hate getting Lost! IV [Badlands Treasure Roll - Complete]

[Rachel Zwingli]

starting over again and ►►picking up all of the pieces

Rachel and Sky then continued their trek across the desolate stretch of land (which was known as the Badlands, but she wouldn’t know about that until much, much later), trying to look for any familiar landmark that would be piercing the skyline. She knew that the incompetent moron of a taxi driver had informed her of the Prism Tower, the one that stood prominently on the Kalosian horizon—it served like the region’s “Kilometer Zero” or something similar to that. Now that her own eyes were raking through the horizon—but seeing nothing of the sort yet—she knew that she was going to be in for another long, hard slog. The Rufflet had busied himself by pecking at his wings, while waiting for her to catch up to him—all because she was still hauling quite the tall pile of luggage that the aforementioned taxi driver had tossed out after her not too long after they’d fought in the taxi. She had finally managed to keep the roundish chunk of amber in one of the other satchels that she was now trying to keep balanced as she moved slowly through the area; and could hear clinking coming from her pocket—where the two mysterious objects were now housed. She then whistled a shrill note, before watching the Rufflet suddenly scramble back to her; flapping his wings. “You know what to do,” she said with a reassuring tone in her voice, before waving the Rufflet to go on ahead and continue searching for those sparkling things that he seemed to have quite the eye for; since avians naturally had sharp eyesight and were attracted to shiny things, no matter what the impetus was. continuation from part III

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[Sylvie]

Dig Dig Dig . . .  What's this?!
Congratulations, You've found  BLASTOISINITE !

[Rachel Zwingli]

starting over again and ►►picking up all of the pieces

It felt like she’d been walking forever—with only the sound of her squawking Rufflet to keep her going. The heat was just getting a lot worse, and the way she felt her tongue drying up in her mouth—along with her lips also cracking as well—she knew that she needed water to keep going! “I…can’t give up now…” she muttered, wiping the sweat off her forehead with her free hand, as she came to a stop in order to squat down behind the shadow that her luggage was casting. She felt relief wash over her for a few seconds; before realizing that something else was amiss—and then she heard her own stomach growl. “Ohh…crap,” she continued, looking around and seeing that her Rufflet was still some distance ahead, trying to look for something shiny. She could only will her stomach to stop grumbling, because the last meal she’d ate was on the airplane, and that was ages ago. You’ve gone longer without food, you can make it through this little pickle… she thought as she willed herself to stand up and continue hiking. The heat really was too much, though—as she continued to walk forward, she could feel her own body getting lighter and lighter, as if she was walking on air. Must…keep going… she forced herself to think as her own eyelids began to drop, a sign that she was running on her last few energies and was in serious need of some sleep. Why didn’t she sleep on the airplane ride to Kalos? Blame it on the movie they showed on the in-flight trip—it was a rerun of one of Walter’s Bond movies, and even if they weren’t together anymore, she couldn’t help but snicker as the movie ran on. It turned out to be a Bond marathon and she ended up watching all of the movies with him in it…which she ended up deeply regretting now. As her field of vision went from vertical to horizontal, she fell down to the ground, finally tired and all spent. She thought she heard the Rufflet squawking in shock to see her take a dive, but all of these thoughts were shoved out of her head as she finally surrendered herself to a nap. The Rufflet, having seen his “charge” fall to the ground, squawked as loud as he could; before realizing that he had to look for his companion—but where did Rachel keep Sunshine’s containment unit?! The Rufflet was in such a panic, he’d very nearly missed the shining marble that was in his path—only when he came crashing to the ground too did he notice it. With another loud squawk, he then scooped up the bluish marble in his beak before heading over to where she was, to keep watch until she woke up—which was sometime later in the afternoon. After waking up from a seemingly deep sleep, she realized that she was horizontal, and that her Rufflet was staring right down at her, another glittering thing in his beak. “Wh—holy shit, really? I… I fell asleep?!” she exclaimed as she then sat up and began rubbing her eyes; while Sky edged his way over to her before trying to squawk in his way, sounding a bit muffled. She then remembered that she saw something clutched in his beak and held out her hand, before watching the avian spit out another marble. This one was different from the other one she’d acquired previously; while the first one was yellowish, the one she was looking at right now was bluish-brown. “Well, these marbles are tres interesting, I’ll give them that,” she said with a chuckle, before drawing up another mental note to call Blondie up about them—who knew if he had these things? After finally pulling herself up and dusting herself off as best as she could, she then returned to the stack of luggage, before whistling again in Sky’s direction. “C’mon, you. Let’s get out of here… I hope we’re headed in the right direction…” she said, squinting into the distance and blinking. tl;dr: totally keeping this marble.

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