MORE UNOVA-AU STUFF

[50shadesofprotag]

HILDA HAS MADE HER GLORIOUS RETURN

GOLD HAS APPEARED



THE SUBWAY HAS BEEN VERY RELAXED AND QUIET, BUT HOW LONG IS THAT GOING TO LAST WITH THESE TWO RECENTLY ARRIVING IN UNOVA?

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[nharmony]

It's stifling. It's not needed.

[A slight sigh.]

Someday humanity and Pokémon will come to understand each other well enough to not need such things.

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[tsuntrader]

...You don't get it.

[He pulls out Gyarados' Pokéball and lets him out.

He's easily double the size of the average Gyarados, if not larger.]

[tsuntrader]

[What, what do you need him for, he was enjoying a good nap and-

Who's this? Should I eat him?]

[nharmony]

[Dialogue that N is sadly used to hearing. So many Pokémon that wanted to hurt him...]

Ah, hello! You are very large and healthy! Tell me about yourself, let me hear your voice.

[tsuntrader]

[Pardon

Seriously Silver who's this douchebag

Why's he trying to talk to me, who does he think he is, Yellow?

idk what you want out of me dude, Basculin taste funny?]

[nharmony]

Yellow? [Que?] If Basculin is unpalatable to you, there are wild Pokémon called Alomomola. There's also schools of Remoraid, or Mantyke, if you go towards Humilau. Where are you from? It's rare to see a Gyarados in this region, after all, so I'm sure the food sources are very strange.

[Well, N certainly seems to be having a conversation!]

[tsuntrader]

[Yeah but I'd eat them into extinction dude

takes a lot of food

Lake of Rage was my home once

then stuff happened and long story short this kid is a little Gyarados I watch over okay]

[nharmony]

I see. I'm glad to see that you two are friends. Are you happy, here?

[tsuntrader]

[No weird radio signals, easy food, good belly rubs, dental. I'm living the good life.]

[nharmony]

Radio signals? What do you mean?

[tsuntrader]

[Oh you know, Rocket stuff, doesn't matter since we kicked their asses]

[nharmony]

I've never heard of these "Rockets". But whoever they were, it's good that they are gone.

[tsuntrader]

[You better believe it-]

C'mon, Gyarados, don't spill out your life story to this guy.

[nharmony]

[N chuckles, reaching over to scratch Gyarados' belly.]

He has shared many experiences with you. He sounds very happy, and I'm very happy to hear such a thing.

[tsuntrader]

[...He glances over at Gyarados, who's a little unsure about N scritching him, but- it feels pretty good. Alright, he can deal with this, just let him lay down.]

Good. [He's glad. He was fairly secure in Gyarados' happiness, but... It's still a nice thing to hear.]

[nharmony]

[N is veeerrrry good at scritches.]

It makes sense that you're Hilda's friend, to hear the words your Pokémon are saying to me...

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[tsuntrader]

...We've been through some pretty crazy adventures.

[Lookin at you, Kyurem.]

[tsuntrader]

[But wait...]

If you can speak to Pokémon, could you help me out?

[nharmony]

Hmm? What do you need to know?

[tsuntrader]

[...He's hesitant about it, but he eventually pulls out Genie's Pokéball.]

This guy was rampaging through cities when I caught it to calm it down. All I know is that it's called Genesect.

It's dangerous, but do you think you could talk to it?

[nharmony]

[N wears a mixed expression. Being exposed to abused Pokémon intentionally? It dredges up ill memories.]

Show it to me.

[tsuntrader]

[...In that case, he's recalling Gyarados, and-]

Could you get your Pokémon to back up? It's gonna feel cornered.

[nharmony]

[N turns to them, telling them to go outside. All of them save for the Zoroark leave.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Alright then. He hesitantly lets out Genie and keeps as calm as he can- it's pretty easy to tell why Silver was so cautious because Genesect immediately gets worked up because he's in an unfamiliar person's presence. It's hard enough to be comfortable around Silver and Hilda, but some new person?]

Take it easy, alright? This guy's not an enemy. [But he doesn't move to get in its way or encroach on its personal space.] He might be able to help you out.

[nharmony]

[N's eyes narrow when he sees the Pokémon. It's got far too many ill omens. The behavior, the body, and the voice...

N carefully approaches, speaking quietly to it. And when it's clear that N can hear its voice, the Pokémon hisses and twangs speech at him. It takes time, and conversation swiftly had, but over the course of a tense ten minutes, N has closed the distance and has his hands on Genie's head, rubbing it sadly and shedding tears for it.]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You deserved none of it.

[He keeps whispering that, no matter if Genie was growling or whining.]