01 | Voice/Video; Action for New Bark Town | How do I technology?

[colorsofthewind]

[ You can hear fabric rustling, and the sound is muffled, like someone left their 'Gear on inside their pocket. ] Calm down, Talim. Okay.

There must be some mistake-- Excuse me! Someone? This woman is not my mother. I must-- Oh! [ There's a thud, and the 'Gear goes clattering to the ground. The video kicks on at a rather odd angle, showing... someone's foot, a bag, a pokéball, and, well, the ground. ] I'm terribly sorry.

[ The foot knocks into the pokéball, causing it to open. Talim gives a squeak of surprise, and falls flat on her butt, narrowly missing the already fallen 'Gear. ]

Scyther.

Ah. Hello?

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

[He was squatting on the ground people-watching, but the pokemon catches his attention. His own, a Larvitar, is still distracted trying to kill his beanie which he ditched on the ground. He eyes her pokémon and smirks.]

Now that looks actually useful. [To Talim:] 's this one yours?

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[colorsofthewind]

[ She's busily picking up her fallen supplies, but glances over when spoken to ] I suppose so!

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

[He points his pokegear at it, listening to the brief info on what's apparently called a 'Scyther'. ...he doesn't lift a finger to help her.]

You're a new arrival too?

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[colorsofthewind]

[ She doesn't think much of it. She's got everything back in her backpack rather quickly, aside from the pokéball, which she eyes curiously ] I'm afraid I am.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

They can be transported in these, you know. [He gestures at the pokéball.]

The creatures, I mean.

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[colorsofthewind]

[ She looks up at the Scyther, down at the pokéball and back. ]

I suppose I'll never understand how.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

Hell, me neither. Does it matter? [A wry grin and a shrug.]

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[colorsofthewind]

I guess not. It just seems unfair to confine them like that.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

Well it's up to you. If you want that one and every other one you end up catching just following you around like some kind of procession, that's up to you.

[Shrugs again.]

I'm Squalo, by the way. You are?

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[colorsofthewind]

We'll try it out for now and see how it goes. [ she glances back at the Scyther ] Right, friend?

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Oh! I'm Talim. It's a pleasure to meet you.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

[His smile never really got friendly, but when Talim calls her pokémon 'friend', it turns decidedly sarcastic for a moment.]

Likewise. So, what kind of place are you from?

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[colorsofthewind]

[ She catches that, and frowns very slightly. Why shouldn't her pokémon be her friend?

It passes after a moment, though, and she smiles again ]

Ah, well, it's not like this place at all. Already the technology has me baffled.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

Well, some of this I've got no idea about either. It's easy enough to remember what does what though, even if we'll probably never get why or how.

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[colorsofthewind]

True enough. [ she eyes the Larvitar ] Is that your partner?

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

I guess so.

[Squalo glances over at 'it'. The Larvitar leaves the slightly mauled cap alone for a moment, eyeing Talim with suspicious red eyes.]

Lar.

Do you figure we're supposed to give them names?

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[colorsofthewind]

I would think so. I would no sooner call a dog "dog" than I would call a Scyther "Scyther".

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that does seem pretty lame. Hmm...

[He crouches down, looking at his pokémon, and cocks his head at as a gesture for it to come to him.]

Come here.

[It takes a moment, peering at the both of them distrustfully, but finally trots over to him.]

Larvitar. ...tar.

[He tilts his head up at the trainers questioningly, and Squalo doesn't bother suppressing his smirk.]

I'm going to call you Goloso.

[Reaching out to pet him with his left hand, which appears to be not made of flesh but rather metal, only results in having the Larvitar bite his index finger. Hard. He doesn't flinch.]

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[colorsofthewind]

Oh! [ The bite startles her, even if Squalo seems unfazed ] Goodness, he's feisty.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

Yeah. 's why I didn't offer him my flesh hand to chew on. 'Goloso' means 'greedy'.

[He tugs his finger away, but Goloso seems rather determined to keep it. Or at least take a bite out of it, to the point where Squalo lifts him up by it.]

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[colorsofthewind]

Are you sure he's not just hungry? [ she sort of doubts it, though ]

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

There's that too. But he's done nothing but eat since I got him, at least when he wasn't trying to kill my hat.

[Before he can place his free hand under his Pokémon, Goloso lets go and drops to the ground, starting to march away.]

Lucky for my wallet, it seems he eats soil.

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[colorsofthewind]

Ah... shouldn't you go after him?

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

How'd you feel if someone ten times your size kept following you around?

[He's kidding. It's not like he cares a whole lot how Goloso feels right now anyway.]

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[colorsofthewind]

But... he's your partner. You're going to need each other if you want to leave the town.

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[sharkfoodbound.livejournal.com]

Well look at his stubby legs! He won't go far. Besides, I doubt he's got anywhere to go.

[True enough, Goloso stops at a bare patch of ground near the pile of blue wool that is the mauled hat, and peers over at the trainers as if he just knows they're talking about him.]