[Guzma hisses quietly through clenched teeth. He meant it as a sort of mumble, but with Ignis' heightened sense of hearing, he's sure to pick up on it. And while he'd argue no one but a fellow Pokemon Trainer would understand the loss, he remains entirely silent on that end. The question about the pokemon he does have is a bittersweet one. He still has his beloved partners, yes, but it's still a reminder that the others were still lost. Count your blessings, be happy with what you have...seems like a crappy way to think.]
Golisopod and Ariados - both bug type pokemon. They my specialty. Ariados is a big ol' spider 'bout the height of y'all's knee if she lifts herself up on her legs. he's red and got big glossy purple eyes and a long, pointed horn right between 'em. There's a big black band on her abdomen, and two black spots below that. From the black band, she's got two huge stingers - prob'ly the length of y'all's forearm - that are prehensile a bit. They're striped yellow and purple, same as her legs. Real colorful lady.
Golisopod's uh...he's a bit harder to describe. ...Sorry, bro. [It's not really to Ignis, but to his pokemon. I mean, how would you describe a creature like Golisopod?] Goli's been with me longest, ever since I was a kid. I had him since he was still a tiny thing.
[Guzma's working as he talks, untying the bundle and hissing as he picks up a hot, wrapped fish to place onto a palm leaf before Ignis, with a plentiful helping of vegetables. The smell alone is amazing - an even balance of sweet, savory, and mild char.]
Yeah, them oldies way the heck back used to wrap up their goodies in palm leaves or banana leaves. There's actually a whole lotta dishes in Alola what use leaves to prep the dishes. I ain't no cook, but you'll see a bunch of that sorta traditional cuisine at luaus for them tourists and stuff. Restaurants and festivals set up big parties where they cook the "food of the islands" a lot.
Each island had its own unique flavor too, and I gota say...even being from Ulaula myself, Akala's got the best of all four. [He shakes his head.] The ranch near the base'a Wela volcano...the soil there is fertile as, giving them ranch pokemon plenty'a greens to nibble on, what makes the products they give out real, real good. [You haven't lived until you've had dairy made from Paniola's Milktanks, and beefsteak from grass fed Tauros.] Then there's fresh fruits and exotic plants 'round the Lush Jungle, and the water 'bout Brooklet hill gets run through a bunch so it keeps all them good minerals 'fore it rejoins the ocean.
You want some dang good Alolan eats? Y'all high-tail it to Akala Island. Ain't nothing more authentic then a meal made there by an auntie what'll invite y'over for a bite. [Holy crap, all this talk of food is making his hunger spike. Guzma takes out his knife, cutting the bindings of the palm leaves around the fish, beaming at the crisp skin and the steam that pours from the contents. He cuts it apart from where he gutted the fish, humming at the pleasant color of the meat.] ...'Fraid this won't be nothing like that though. A for effort though, yeah?
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[Guzma hisses quietly through clenched teeth. He meant it as a sort of mumble, but with Ignis' heightened sense of hearing, he's sure to pick up on it. And while he'd argue no one but a fellow Pokemon Trainer would understand the loss, he remains entirely silent on that end. The question about the pokemon he does have is a bittersweet one. He still has his beloved partners, yes, but it's still a reminder that the others were still lost. Count your blessings, be happy with what you have...seems like a crappy way to think.]
Golisopod and Ariados - both bug type pokemon. They my specialty. Ariados is a big ol' spider 'bout the height of y'all's knee if she lifts herself up on her legs. he's red and got big glossy purple eyes and a long, pointed horn right between 'em. There's a big black band on her abdomen, and two black spots below that. From the black band, she's got two huge stingers - prob'ly the length of y'all's forearm - that are prehensile a bit. They're striped yellow and purple, same as her legs. Real colorful lady.
Golisopod's uh...he's a bit harder to describe. ...Sorry, bro. [It's not really to Ignis, but to his pokemon. I mean, how would you describe a creature like Golisopod?] Goli's been with me longest, ever since I was a kid. I had him since he was still a tiny thing.
[Guzma's working as he talks, untying the bundle and hissing as he picks up a hot, wrapped fish to place onto a palm leaf before Ignis, with a plentiful helping of vegetables. The smell alone is amazing - an even balance of sweet, savory, and mild char.]
Yeah, them oldies way the heck back used to wrap up their goodies in palm leaves or banana leaves. There's actually a whole lotta dishes in Alola what use leaves to prep the dishes. I ain't no cook, but you'll see a bunch of that sorta traditional cuisine at luaus for them tourists and stuff. Restaurants and festivals set up big parties where they cook the "food of the islands" a lot.
Each island had its own unique flavor too, and I gota say...even being from Ulaula myself, Akala's got the best of all four. [He shakes his head.] The ranch near the base'a Wela volcano...the soil there is fertile as, giving them ranch pokemon plenty'a greens to nibble on, what makes the products they give out real, real good. [You haven't lived until you've had dairy made from Paniola's Milktanks, and beefsteak from grass fed Tauros.] Then there's fresh fruits and exotic plants 'round the Lush Jungle, and the water 'bout Brooklet hill gets run through a bunch so it keeps all them good minerals 'fore it rejoins the ocean.
You want some dang good Alolan eats? Y'all high-tail it to Akala Island. Ain't nothing more authentic then a meal made there by an auntie what'll invite y'over for a bite. [Holy crap, all this talk of food is making his hunger spike. Guzma takes out his knife, cutting the bindings of the palm leaves around the fish, beaming at the crisp skin and the steam that pours from the contents. He cuts it apart from where he gutted the fish, humming at the pleasant color of the meat.] ...'Fraid this won't be nothing like that though. A for effort though, yeah?