Ghost-Zodiac

Vaughan Sharpe II was not the kind of man you could tell not to do something. Generally speaking, the moment you set that limitation was the moment he decided to ignore it and do it anyway. Sometimes this worked out. Sometimes it didn't. Whether or not this was the former or the latter remained to be seen. Vaughan gripped the handle of his cane tighter as he stared down the trail further into the island, frowning severely. Was coming here alone, in his current state, a bad idea? Impossible, Vaughan never had bad ideas. Mostly never. Taking a deep breath, the Mimikyu steeled himself and began the walk into Astray. Perhaps, if he was fortunate, there would be another person foolish enough to make this trek today. After all, who's to say the forces that be who maintain these islands had a chance to clean up after that storm? "Maybe I should've waited," Vaughan mumbled to himself, but he continued walking anyway. He'd made all the effort to get here, might as well see it

The large storm that covered Raccolto, starting from Cin City and traveling through the islands, was unexpected but not tragic. With the randomness that this island was infamous for, the ghost who'd been here a year and a half knew to weatherproof his home as soon as possible. It made a sufficient shelter, but he now knew to invest in a small generator. Still, when power was lost...the 19th-century cowboy was prepared- lighting the living room with candles and traditional lamps he liked to keep around the house. Old habits die hard. Both adults also had Pokemon that could help illuminate the room. Theo's Litwick, Kenneth, and Raphael's Lampent, Lumiere. Clementine, who was also afraid of the dark, handled the storm well thanks to her dear friend Milo being there- extending the invitation for him and his father to come stay with them. The kids kept themselves occupied with card and board games, along with Milo's Switch whenever the power cooperated. All in all, it was a good time