Demyx

( Cut for video, dorkery, and newly hatched babbies. )

[A while later, there is a text post on the network.]

Anyone with some experience raising dragons want to give me some pointers? Two dragons just hatched in my care, and I'm clueless as to how to deal with them.

( Message to Jack Skellington )

Sorry if this is a bother, but I'm looking for someone by the name of Other Father. Jack told me to try and contact you once I got to Goldenrod City, I'm a traveling musician and I plan to attend his party. I can give you a show of my skills if you'd like, as I was wondering if you'd be open to a second act performing with you. I can do other things if you'd prefer to play solo, though.

[Hello and welcome back! You are now tuned into KDEM, welcome to classical hour! Brought to you by Carmen Sandiego, where-ever the hell she is. For a few moments, enjoy the soothing ambiance of a city center- courtesy of Mahogany Town's streets. While you're at it, feel free to sample the sounds of an acoustic guitar tuning for a few moments to a decidedly classical scale.

And now, we return you to your regularly scheduled programming. Up first, a delightfully mellow performances of Chopin's Nocturne No. 2 in E flat major, Op. 9, No. 2. A faintly melancholic, blissfully relaxing interpretation of his astounding works complimented by the light and wistful tones of the guitar for your aural enjoyment. One might also note the faint sound of something being dropped into a container very close-by every so often, somewhat surprisingly frequently. A clever mind could imagine it to be kindly donations of P for the performance.]

So...Carmen. I think I really like Chopin. In fact, I think I dig him most out of the musicians you suggested. Something about his style...It's really subtle, isn't it? There's not a lot going on in most cases, but there's some real substance and emotion in the details. Most of it is really laid back, too...Any chance you know his history? I'd be really interested in learning it.

[That said, we proceed unto Chopin's Waltz in E Minor for a time, a rather more involved compostion. However, as Demyx is quite used to playing a much more involved instrument the skill of his fast fingers shines through all the same. Thank you for tuning into KDEM, we will return after a brief interlude. And now, to take some calls.]

( 'Accidental' Video )

[Welcome back to the Gallade Channel! This time Demyx knows he's being filmed, and is walking down the streets of Goldenrod. He turns his head to look back at the Alto- all grown up- and gives the pokemon a tired grin. The white script is visible on the body of the blue guitar on his back once more, the name of his first real friend.]

Startin' today, it's you and me versus the world. We're off to see it all. Got some new sheet music from the store, I'll learn all the new music I can so you and I can rock the 'traveling musician' lifestyle, Alto.

[He looks forward again, but there's the very obvious hint of his expression failing him and turning sour for a moment as he turns. Silence for a little while as they walk, a hand reaching back to run over the body of the guitar. Demyx mutters the next sentence, but the gear manages to pick it up as background speech.]

Today onward, we keep runnin' until it's time to stop.

( Private Message to Valeria )

Sora, I'm on my way now. I'll meet you at Cherrygrove.

If you can, just apologize to Riku for me ahead of time for the hold up.

[Well, hello Johto. Today the comm is greeted with the late-evening sun over Violet city, and then a brief whirl over to...a guitar. Not just any, though. A lovely, deep blue, six-string Spanish guitar sitting comfortably against a park bench. There's a delightful noise behind the camera, as if the holder himself is taking in the sight dreamily.]

Okay, Alto. Take the 'gear for a second.

[The camera moves around, eventually showing the face of a Ralts before being moved back to view the bench and guitar...and Demyx moving over to it. Demyx takes a seat on the bench, grinning almost maniacally.]

So, today I got somethin' in the mail. Somethin' I half wasn't even expecting. Val, Lea, this one's for you guys.

[Demyx takes up the guitar, slowly letting his gloveless hands run over its surface. He takes a small breath, and then...

...Something magical happens. Demyx's hands fly over the strings, repeating the melody of the song in the background he's been listening to for the past several days. Rhythmic snaps between chord progression, cheerful plucks and pickings at the strings, his expression is ecstatic, the picture of childlike joy in being reunited with his medium of true expression.

He stops, and lets out a dreamy sigh. If he could only put this feeling to words, this unimaginable joy, this pure and beautiful thing welling up inside his chest after so very long without the means to make truly beautiful music.]

...Oh, yeah! Flute-guy, if you're still interested, I've got my instrument!

[He flashes a cheesy grin, then motions for Alto to cut the feed.]

So like, I've seen a couple of people talking about the weird swarms of psychic pokemon and all. I managed to snag one'a the little green blob guys. Alto says he's not a bad guy, but I haven't heard him say anything yet...

[He pauses, then talks away from the mic.]

Eh? Yeah, I figured. Think he'll warm up an' all?

[Another pause.]

Ah, alright. Well, just lemme know if you can sense any danger.

[Back to the mic.]

So... anybody know where these little guys come from?

[After a few moments of semi-random button pressing, the camera feed starts and opens to some very fast movement. A blur of whirling colours goes past, then the lens meets a thick patch of dirty blond hair and a pair of very sea-green eyes glancing curiously into the lens.]

[And then, an audible "Yeah!" and a happy chuckle.]

Woo-hoo, finally! Got it to work. Heh, take that Vexen.

[Demyx shifts it back and scans a panorama of New Bark Town, because for some reason he felt the need to show his location. Probably a good idea, considering he has no idea where he is or what the heck just happened with the crazy woman booting him out of a house and a pretty comfy bed.]

Well, I know I'm not in Hollow Bastion anymore. So...Where exactly am I? I hope I'm not the only person here, there seems to be other people. There's this thing, at least. ...and the cute little guy that came out of the ball.

Demyx here, if anybody knows where I am right about now I'd be happy to hear. Oh, also...if anyone else from 13 is here, ...so hoping not, though, lemme hear from you guys too.

[An audible sigh, followed by a noise of wonder as he looks around again.]

Some last-minute save this is...