[OPEN] [ACTION] Reading in the park, or This is why Lute needs a Pokemon sitter.

[demon_of_sforzando]

[Ah, a fine afternoon in the local park. Lovely weather for some outdoor leisure. But Lute is a huge nerd, so maybe that's why he's currently sitting on a bench perusing a large book. There is a Ralts next to him, equally absorbed in their reading. But maybe he should be paying a little more attention to whats going on around him.

Like the Skiddo laying next to the small stack of books next to the bench. It has the top book open and is slowly and thoughtfully chewing on the pages.

Or perhaps the Misdreavus hovering behind his head, who appears to be trying braid his hair. It's got some flowers to decorate him with too. That'll be fun.

But he should really be paying more attention to the two flying Pokemon in the trees behind him. At first glance, they appear to be playing tag. But a closer inspection reveals that the Hoothoot seems to be having trouble seeing clearly in the bright sunlight. Aren't they nocturnal anyway? The poor thing must be nearly blind out here. That would be enough of a handicap, without the Pidove deliberately leading it towards branches and other obstacles. And occasionally looping around behind it to push the poor Hoothoot into things.]

Comments

[makeitquick]

[ ... ] Well, makes sense. I got some habits Im indulging a bit too for mine. Kettie's deal isn't going to be humored though.

[ Because Kettie is a troublemaker.

And a laughing bird ]

[demon_of_sforzando]

He does seem to be quite a prankster. I take it he does this sort of thing often?

[makeitquick]

Haven't been with 'em long yet but he shit on me when we met. ... Probably, then.

[demon_of_sforzando]

But you managed to make friends with him anyway, that's good.

[makeitquick]

Kinda.. he wants to work with me, anyway.

[ Mostly. Probably. She tries to call Kettie over from his perch, but instead he just flies over to another tree, laughing . ]

[demon_of_sforzando]

Well... he probably wouldn't if he didn't like you. And sometimes that's the first step to being friends.

[makeitquick]

Yeah. I'm not asking to be friends, just that we can worth together, honestly.

[demon_of_sforzando]

Personally I'd rather be friends first and worry about working with them second.

[Then again, she may be looking at the results of that sort of philosophy. His Pokemon all adore him, but most of them don't treat him with an ounce of respect.]

[makeitquick]

...If that works for you. Way I fig, "friend's" a big thing to assume on someone, even a Pokémon. We all bonded to get something done, so we'll make sure we can do that. Friend's something that'll come up if it comes up.

[demon_of_sforzando]

Hmm...


Now that I think about it, I don't think I ever aligned with a Pokemon with a specific purpose in mind.

[He just.... sort of accepts whatever follows him home.]

[makeitquick]

... Then how did you do it?

[ Like admittedly hers are just ones she runs into, but they need to have some sort of reason for the two of them to hook up, a shared purpose type thing. ]

[demon_of_sforzando]

[That is a good question. He has to think about that for a minute.]

Well, usually I just start by talking to them...

[makeitquick]

[ Uuuuuhhhhh ] ... Like any random one?

[demon_of_sforzando]

Ummm....yes?


Is that unusual?

[makeitquick]

Du...nno? I don't really do that.

[demon_of_sforzando]

Oh....

What do you do?

[makeitquick]

Guess I kinda try and feel out what something wants if they try'n interact with me. Don't go out of my way to talk though.

[demon_of_sforzando]

Generally I just try to make friends with them in the same way I try to make friends with people.

[makeitquick]

Well, that'd help if you can talk with 'em normally.

[demon_of_sforzando]

I guess that's true. I've been able to talk to Pokemon since I was very small.

[makeitquick]

[ She nods. Poké-talkers... ]

Not the case here.

[demon_of_sforzando]

It does come in handy. But I'm sure you have equally impressive talents elsewhere.

[makeitquick]

[ Haha, of course she does. She nods, and then considers a moment before - nah, she'll show off. She looks over at Kettie on his perch. That branch doesn't look that stable. So she smirks and picks up a rock from the ground--

And throws it with her full strength. It snaps the branch off, which isn't too surprising from her Machoke-style bulged muscles. Kettie is forced to flap off it, being a bit irked ]

You bet I do.

[demon_of_sforzando]

Wow! That was... very impressive.

[That's a good arm she has. Remind him never to get into a food fight with her.]

[makeitquick]

[ You bet it was. She makes a little fist pump, feeling accomplished to have managed it. She still need to get Kettie in order, but... ]

Glad to hear it!