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1st roar [ video ]
Hn. It's working. No, get away from it. I don't want you to break it.
[ The feed clicks on, revealing a very familiar voice; eventually the camera function starts up, zooming in and out on the neckline of a white t-shirt. After a few moments, the person holding the device seems to be satisfied that they've figured out all its functions, and the camera pans up to finally reveal one scarred, frowning face. The eyes are dark, the brow only slightly furrowed; while Leon's face is difficult to read on a good day, he looks particularly subdued today. Anyone familiar with him knows this is because he is royally pissed. ]
If the words 'Hollow Bastion Restoration Committee' ring any bells, now'd be a good time to speak up. I--hey, careful.
[ A massive metal shape comes into view--Skarmory's head, peering down at the camera. Those big blue eyes are bright and alert, seeming incredibly out of place in a face that looks like it could rip someone in half. Skarmory makes a raucous, curious noise, somewhere between a chirp and grinding sawblades. Leon gently but firmly uses his arm to push the bird out of the way. ]
Anyone with any clear information on what to do with--that-- [ He glances away from the camera; it's pretty clear he's talking about Skarmory. ] --would be appreciated.
[ A pause. ]
Thank you.
[ The feed clicks off. ]
[ The feed clicks on, revealing a very familiar voice; eventually the camera function starts up, zooming in and out on the neckline of a white t-shirt. After a few moments, the person holding the device seems to be satisfied that they've figured out all its functions, and the camera pans up to finally reveal one scarred, frowning face. The eyes are dark, the brow only slightly furrowed; while Leon's face is difficult to read on a good day, he looks particularly subdued today. Anyone familiar with him knows this is because he is royally pissed. ]
If the words 'Hollow Bastion Restoration Committee' ring any bells, now'd be a good time to speak up. I--hey, careful.
[ A massive metal shape comes into view--Skarmory's head, peering down at the camera. Those big blue eyes are bright and alert, seeming incredibly out of place in a face that looks like it could rip someone in half. Skarmory makes a raucous, curious noise, somewhere between a chirp and grinding sawblades. Leon gently but firmly uses his arm to push the bird out of the way. ]
Anyone with any clear information on what to do with--that-- [ He glances away from the camera; it's pretty clear he's talking about Skarmory. ] --would be appreciated.
[ A pause. ]
Thank you.
[ The feed clicks off. ]
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[A+. Leon passes the test.] That's good.
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Why are you telling me this? [ Because you sound oddly prejudiced, kid. Ventus wasn't so full of warnings. ] Have you seen a lot of people leaving their--pokemon--behind? [ That's what they were called, right? ]
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I don't know his reasons, but none of them are good enough to be leaving a Cyndaquil and a Gyarados alone.
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For the second--and last--time, my name's Leon. Whoever you think I am? Isn't me.
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You'll see too, when you get to meet him.
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Explain yourself.
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[Rambling off what he knows.] Things like that can happen here. You'll find you've gotten a double you've never known about before, and they're from other worlds. But they're still just like you.
I haven't seen anyone like me, but I know three other people and their doubles.
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...huh. Well, that's a comforting thought. [ Not. ]
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I don't have my own, not that I know of anyway, so I cant imagine how it would feel.
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I'll tell you when I meet him. If I meet him. [ Dryly. ] I just hope I don't leave as bad an impression as he did.
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I don't think you'd have to worry about that.
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Good. How long have you been here, Hope?
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Kai, don't go too far.
[He gets a Driiiif~ in reply. Sigh, Pokémon.]
Three months. Almost four.
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...you gave it a name?
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[ Skarmory starts making a hideous noise again, and Leon doesn't even think before reaching for her throat. Scritch scritch. Skrrrrr. ]
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You nurture a pet, give them everything they need, let them out to walk, and don't think twice about bringing them to the doctor if they need it. Trainers do that too, but... I see them as my friends. They're like me-- they think, they feel, they do stupid things like other people, but I don't mind as long as they don't get themselves or other people hurt, because I like them and I care for them. That's the difference.
fjdkshfg i'm sorry this took so long this tag just wasn't speaking to me ;A;
[ They seem to actually understand verbal language, in a way that goes beyond responding to commands. At least, Skarmory does, even if her wants and needs seem simple to him so far. ]
She's told me she doesn't mind answering to 'Skarmory', so I guess that'll be it for now. [ Skarmory nods absently, before presenting her throat. Do that again, boss. ]
it's fine!
Well, if she says so...
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Actually, Skarmory is probably level with Pluto in terms of cognitive ability, which is saying a lot. Leon nudges Skarmory to get her attention. ]
You don't mind not having a nickname, do you?
[ She blinks. Haven't they been through this already? She'll give Hope the same answer she gave Kay: a quick but firm shake of the head. She doesn't mind. ]
There you go.
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So you don't mind being with that guy?
[Just teasing!]
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Leon just lets her go at it, most of her reaction sailing clear over his head; he's not used to deciphering her quite yet. He wonders if what she's saying isn't negative. ]
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I think you'll be fine, Skarmory.
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...What did she say?
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