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Sep. 2nd, 2012 08:53 pm[It doesn't matter how many explanations he reads or heads. This is still not his world, and the unfamiliarity always manages to bite at him in some way. No wild Pokemon running around, so his team has to train against rocks and trees. Regular animals, especially the ones that could somehow talk like that pigeon he met once. The Malnosso. The shifts. The Kin’cora, not just the stupid power cap that came with the ordeal but hearing about all they went through.
Just. Everything.
And of course, the wings. Even though he's mostly learned to live with them, every now and then he'll feel the itch or see a stray feather or two coming off them.
All this on top of certain feelings he's been forced to come to terms with...no, not those feelings, thank whoever was up there, but feelings just the same.
...dare he say it, he wants to go home. Even having to put up with bleeding hearts like Lance and that girl or stupid Team Rocket agents isn't so bad compared to this.
And as he's thinking about all this, he's resting under a tree with Quilava in his lap, as the Pokemon's taken to doing lately.]
It's all just so dumb.
At least you guys can be trusted.
Just. Everything.
And of course, the wings. Even though he's mostly learned to live with them, every now and then he'll feel the itch or see a stray feather or two coming off them.
All this on top of certain feelings he's been forced to come to terms with...no, not those feelings, thank whoever was up there, but feelings just the same.
...dare he say it, he wants to go home. Even having to put up with bleeding hearts like Lance and that girl or stupid Team Rocket agents isn't so bad compared to this.
And as he's thinking about all this, he's resting under a tree with Quilava in his lap, as the Pokemon's taken to doing lately.]
It's all just so dumb.
At least you guys can be trusted.
