[See, whenever Silver hears trainers calling? He automatically assumes Lyra's coming around. He wouldn't say he's happy to see her every time she shows her face, but there's a certain disappointment and confusion when he sees... Someone who kiiind of looks like him coming through, instead of his usual bouncy, pigtailed nuisance.
Who the heck does this guy think he is?]
Only worthy trainers are allowed in here! [Easy enough to say, considering the monks had repeated it mercilessly to any trainer daring enough to try and get in. How did this guy get in -- was it just because they looked similar? Maybe he really should stop sleeping here --] Did the Master give you permission, or did you get in pretending to be me?
[This wouldn't be the first place he'd check anyway. Maybe for Clair, if the situation ever arose, but not Lance. Does he even come here? He's not sure...]
[He's just going to end up talking in circles. He already does that with Lyra -- he doesn't have to put up with it from some stranger too.
Silver'll just turn away from Silver and pet his Typhlosion instead, since the big fire weasel's decided he wants to come out from napping in his ball to see what all the hubbub's about.
There is no hubbub, Typhlosion, don't you worry about a thing.]
...An opportunity. Time for him to make himself disappear and sneak ahead before Silver turns back around. He might not have met his words with resistance if this guy didn't happen to have his face. It's strange, suspicious, and makes him want to keep moving forward.]
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Who the heck does this guy think he is?]
Only worthy trainers are allowed in here! [Easy enough to say, considering the monks had repeated it mercilessly to any trainer daring enough to try and get in. How did this guy get in -- was it just because they looked similar? Maybe he really should stop sleeping here --] Did the Master give you permission, or did you get in pretending to be me?
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Petrel? No, no. He wouldn't be as direct. He'd try to startle him or catch him off guard, then mock him.
...He doesn't want to get into the specifics of why some kid looks like him. In all honestly, he'd rather just keep exploring.]
Master Lance said I should visit sometime.
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[Wow, that even feels gross to say, and even worse to see it coming out of some stupid lookalike's mouth. Master Lance.]
He isn't here. If that's all, then get lost. The Master doesn't see anyone who isn't strong enough, so you're wasting your time by being here.
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Silver takes a look back at the Dragon Tamers he just took care of, then back at... Whoever this guy is. You're not serious, are you?]
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I took care of those guys when I got in here, too, and the Master still won't see me.
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Because you're wasting your time looking for that Dragon guy and being here.
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[This wouldn't be the first place he'd check anyway. Maybe for Clair, if the situation ever arose, but not Lance. Does he even come here? He's not sure...]
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Silver'll just turn away from Silver and pet his Typhlosion instead, since the big fire weasel's decided he wants to come out from napping in his ball to see what all the hubbub's about.
There is no hubbub, Typhlosion, don't you worry about a thing.]
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...An opportunity. Time for him to make himself disappear and sneak ahead before Silver turns back around. He might not have met his words with resistance if this guy didn't happen to have his face. It's strange, suspicious, and makes him want to keep moving forward.]