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[ There seem to be two Pokemon on this dispatch! You get a sense of both a Hisuian Typhlosion AND a Hisuian Zoroark, though the perspective is a little dizzying before settling down into (mostly) one psychic perspective. The Typhlosion's, probably; it's mostly his perspective with a vague sense of what he thinks he looks like now. Psychic pearls are hard, who knew? ]

Good afternoon, fellow passengers! I am Ingo, and this is Emmet - my brother.

[ So so smooth, it comes so naturally to introduce someone as his family member! ]

We are both from a world with Pokemon originally! We were humans there, and I'm afraid we do not have any idea how this might have happened - this is not the sort of thing that is supposed to be possible! But we would like to offer our help in navigating these new tracks! Between the two of us, we can help to identify your species and typing, as well as other facts about your new forms! We are also both very familiar with Pokemon battling! If you wish to learn to fight, we can provide assistance! I'm very excited to have battles in this new way, and the more people who can participate, the more fun it will be!

If you would like to speak in person, we are both in the Oran Berry Guild!

[ The perspective warps and shifts a bit, as you see Emmet moving forward, and also Emmet's own perspective as he does so. ]

— I am Emmet. What Ingo says is true! Yup! But also, we are willing to come to you if necessary? It would not be a good idea to start a battle near any housing, after all.

[ Emmet, it seems, is a man of much fewer words than his brother! At least when they're in the same space, anyway. His address is also smooth, very smooth, picking up after Ingo's like clockwork.

... for those who have already met them both and / or have heard at least some amount of their circumstances already, isn't there some kind of explanation missing? Oh well, must not be important. ]


(( Responses may come from either or both of them! ))

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[offtracks]

[ . . . . . ]

I am...not sure you ought to have that off...

[Is it bad for them? He's never seen a peeled Cubone in his LIFE]

[seacub]

Y-you too..!?

It's not my mom's, I don't need to have it on..!!

[pay no attention to the brief after image of aN ENTIRE SKELETON]

It's heavy and makes it hard to see and it's only good as a helmet..!!

[Most of these words did not come out of his mouth!]

[offtracks]

...well, I suppose that is your choice...

[He would have noticed by now if it were required, right? What if his skull is soft, is that part of it? Ingo looks at Emmet as if to ask: are you seeing this shit?]

not here but also kind of here;

[outbounds]

[ He is Emmet and he does not think he has ever seen this before.

Ergo he's looking right back like: what, do you want me to say something about it? ]

[seacub]

It's still strapped to my back for battle if I need to put it on..!!

[Protest! Protest!!]

Why is there even a pokemon that wears their mom's skulls..?

[He had an entire debate about this with Akechi, but maybe these two have actual info??]

[offtracks]

[Ingo does not want Emmet to say something about it! He looks quickly back at the pearl! (Do they look strange here just sitting in a room together talking to a pearl...?)]

Mmm...well, I have never observed them in the wild. But I suppose it is for protection?

[Look, by all logic, it doesn't make sense!]

[outbounds]

—Preyed on by Mandibuzz. Though, they take the bones for their nests. Also to decorate themselves with.

[ He's Helping. (This is probably not helping.) He does, however, provide a helpful visual of the unfamiliar species mention for Emporio, so the Cubone can probably put 2 and 2 together for 'threat from above.' ]

[seacub]

Well, protection at least is why I have it strapped behind me for now...

[He could get in a whole debate all over again. In fact, he almost recounts it in his head. Almost.

Mostly it's a faded echo because he quickly realizes what's happening and drops the pearl.

He picks it back up again after a short bit though.]

So...Maybe like a lizard shedding its tail...

[He just taps his chin as he thinks about that. At least this kid isn't uh, alarmed by being a prey animal?]

I'm guessing 'mandibuzz' is some kind of bird?

[Ah, there it is-] ...Oh! Like a vulture.

[Vultures look less cool....also, Emporio's images from 'home' all look an awful lot like book pages.]

[offtracks]

.....hm, yes. Mandibuzz...

[The mental image certainly helps. Yes, yes, he knows what those are! Couldn't have told you about them a second ago, but he recognizes it now!]

Oh! Have you got a bone club as well?

ftr you can probably skip emmet for the next few cycles, he'll interject if he has something to add

[outbounds]

Yep. Dark and Flying. Often found in more rugged areas or near cliffs and such. Not always, but.

[ But oh! Bone Club, right. This is where Emmet ponders the image of the peeled Cubone that started this entire exchange.

I... is there a bone club, actually. Did it just not make it into the self image? These psychic connections have definitely been a learning experience, after all. Maybe it's just not internalized? ]

Gotcha! I'll be a touch slow now that my shift has started anyway so

[seacub]

[There is noooooooot-]

A...bone club?

[He didn't come with a cluuuuuuuuub-]

....I feel a little like something else would be sturdier, but, I guess this skull is pretty dense too... ...but...

...if I had a club it's probably at the bottom of the ocean right now.

[offtracks]

Ah. That does make sense. [rip] Well, I'm sure you can find some sort of replacement if you wish for it! That is Cubone's signature style of attack, and one they're quite good at, but they certainly do know other moves!

[seacub]

[For the first time in this conversation- at least excluding how it began- a heavy sensation of nervousness bleeds through the pearl.

(There is a faint echo of a whisper, a panicked admission- he is disarmed. He left it in the ocean. This is not about the ocean Here, but rather Elsewhere,)

And then the echo is gone. The nervousness sure as heck isn't, though.] O...Oh.

So...I need to learn to fight...and also learn to fight with a handicap then.

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

At least until I can find a weapon...

[offtracks]

Ahhhh - !

[Ingo is obviously alarmed and guilty at the sensation of distress!]

I am sure you could just find a good stick! And...well, I suppose you do not have to learn to fight...? [though like why would you not]

[seacub]

[aaaaaaaaa-

No, no,

Emporio disconnects, steadies himself, and comes back to the pearl with a clear head again.]

No...I...I should probably learn, if it's as much of a risk as it sounds like.

Uh...

...do you have a place for this in mind though? I'm in the Lum Guild, and we live in city limits- I haven't really seen anywhere that looks good for a fight here.

[Though, admittedly-]

....I wouldn't necessarily know a good place on sight though, to be fair.

....I'll work without a weapon to start, to be safe though. It wouldn't be good if I was suddenly unable to fight once disarmed.

[offtracks]

There are some open spots outside of town! Let me...

[He'll try to project both the image and location of a field he's already noted. The beach is where he and Emmet had their disastrous attempted battle, but it isn't the best location - too biased, with all that water nearby.]

Did you get that?

[seacub]

Hnnn...
[There's a bit of image bleed as the location Ingo indicates is located on a mental map- rather, a memory of the map he saw in the Lum Guild.

He thinks he's got it though.]

Mmmm...Yes! I think I've got it. I can go there now?

[offtracks]

Hmmm...well, I do not see why we could not. [He glances sidelong at Emmet.] Maybe in a few more minutes, so we can finish answering questions?

[outbounds]

Seems fine to me. And if there are stragglers. We can probably still answer while en route?

>> Action?

[seacub]

[Nodding, nodding.] Got it.

Just let me know, and I'll be there then.

[And indeed he will, once given the cue to head on over. Emporio, helmet strapped to his back, and pearl on hand.

...

It's a nice little clearing, he thinks.]

[offtracks]

[They'll be along eventually! The brothers keep pace with each other easily, Ingo trotting along at Emmet's side, pleased that the task of walking on two legs has slowed him down a bit. Zoroark are much faster than Typhlosion!]

Ah! Good afternoon!

[Wow, peeled Cubone is weirder to see in person...]

[outbounds]

[ Just because he can do it does not mean this whole 'walking while holding the pearl' thing doesn't feel weird, for the record. He keeps wanting to drop forward and just get there faster already, but. ]

I am Emmet. And you are the interesting Cubone. Hello.

[ Peeled Cubone... ]

[seacub]

[Well, he supposes this is part of pokemon life now- this part where occassionally he has to look very far up to properly see anyone's face.

It doesn't help that he's a bit small for a cubone.]

Hello! [the boy greets at any rate, a nod coming with the words.] Uh...

Oh. I didn't introduce myself huh... Um, my name is Emporio, [the cubone says- with yet another nod.] And you're Emmet, and...

That makes you Ingo, right?

[You're both quite tall, he does not say, in part because everyone is fairly tall when you're only a foot yourself.]

[offtracks]

As long as you carry it.

[He's not putting that thing in his mouth. Ingo is still holding out on carrying anything but food that way!]

[outbounds]

Just because I move faster than you on two legs...

[ Fiiiiiiiine, he'll take on this terrible burden. ]