Fortree's Sky Tamer

Indie, selective Flying-type Gym Leader Winona from the Pokémon series. Based on mix of manga, games, anime and headcanons. Multiverse & multiship. Canon & OC-friendly. Mutuals-only. Please read rules before following/interacting. Written by Remo.

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Actually, it's just Sidney walking in. He brings a gift! It's a music box with a little Altaria figurine spinning on top as if dancing, and it's already adjusted to play a really relaxing Christmas tune.

"Oh, Elite Four's Sidney! What brings you to Fortree today? I have to imagine you are quite busy this time of year."

Of course, that question was swiftly answered as Winona found the music box placed into her hands. The Altaria figurine was incredibly detailed and the box itself was lovely, complimenting the palette of the Pokémon, and thus Winona's flight suit, very well. Even the little tune, soft and delicate as it was, really helped sell this thing. It was all-around a very charming gift, especially for someone who is a known Altaria aficionado.

Winona was typically more observant than this, but something about the stress of the holiday season and increased workload weighed heavy on her. Heavier than she'd like to admit. So she got sloppy, not quite catching what it was that she saw in her periphery. But she noticed enough of it to be sure to check the area.

In the spot of that sighting was a most peculiar box. It was quite large, and upon picking it up, it was revealed to be quite heavy. It had to be for her, right? She brought the package into her office to open it in peace and quiet, only to be greatly confused by its contents. What even was this device?

"A jetpack? Are these even allowed to be retailed?"

She inspected the gadget suspiciously and thoroughly, ensuring each part was in working order and nothing was tampered with. But sure enough, it seemed to all be to factory specifications. This was a present for her? Well, if that's the case, she may as well cast doubt aside and enjoy herself for once.

It's not wrapped, it just has a bow on it.

It's a custom made Hang Glider that can be strapped on over the body. It can fold in to look like a protective coat. There are also grappler attachments for the wrist to propel yourself with a YEET. It is very well crafted. There's even mirrored Feather Badges stitched into it.

Not much is left as a clue as to who made it. It seems the person did not want to be identified. But there was a note with instructions on how to use it. If shined under a light just right, you can see a single letter.

G.

It was understandable that the gift wasn't wrapped. With how bespoke and oddly shaped it was, it would probably have looked like something of a disaster area. Still, the bow showed that effort had been made, and that was plenty for the gym leader.

The gift itself had something of a sci-fi vibe to it. Or like a superhero outfit. A suit worthy of soaring through the air streams with. And even featuring her badge design. She felt herself smile softly as she ran her fingers along the material. This must have taken some serious work to make it all function together cohesively.

Instructions were included, too. Ever the diligent one, Winona immediately began reading these, only managing to spot the mysterious 'G' by pure accident. The message was cryptic, but the subtext obvious. Someone didn't want to be traced back too easily.

A wonderful gift. One she hopes to trial out in the new year, if time is available. It seems like a hiking and camping vacation may be in order some time in the future.

Winona nods and gives the baseball a quick toss straight up into the air and catches it before aiming at the other person. She didn't know who he was, but anything beats just tossing the ball back and forth by yourself.