ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Psyche rubs her temples. ~And did it end on it's own?~

Fortree City, yesterday

Mezzo: No, I had to put Sunny on his head to make him stop.

Fortree City

-Savannah is indeed there, but she's just standing off to the side, arms crossed and staring at her feet.-

~Ok, do you have any idea who's doing this? More importantly, are they doing this on purpose?~

Fortree City, yesterday

Mezzo: Her name's Ember. Ever and I went to a performance by her last night, and apparently she's going to perform another sometime soon.

Psyche grits her teeth. ~I need to meet this Ember.~ She looks at Noelle. ~Sweetheart, care to go see a concert?~

Fortree City, yesterday

Noelle: Sure!

Mezzo: If you do, I'd recommend bringing some form of protection against Psychics. I don't suppose either of you have an Umbreon?

Noelle: I have a Sylveon!

-Mezzo sighs-

Route 119

-Joseph is currently lying on his back in a pond, thinking-

Munn: Why, exactly, are we doing this?

Joseph: Shoosh.

Psyche sweatdrops. ~I have an Inkay, but I'm also deaf. So I think I'm probably safe.~

Fortree City, yesterday

Mezzo: You're deaf? Then how are you hearing what I say?

Psyche sweatdrops. ~I'm more lip reading than anything. Usually I skim surface thoughts and sensory information to help aid it, and I usually have a hearing aid to help a little, but neither seem like great ideas right now for obvious reasons.~

Fortree City, yesterday

Mezzo: ...Oh. Sorry.

-Noticing Savannah-

Who are you?

Fortree City

Savannah: Oh, m-me?

-Nods-

Fortree City

-She holds her arms tighter.-

Savannah: I'm Savannah.

I'm Tagg, nice to meet you.

-Awkwardly extends a hand for a handshake-

Fortree City

-Savannah awkwardly shakes it.-

Psyche shrugs. ~It's no big deal. A lot of people seem to get confused.~

Dream Barbie Cemetery

Salvador: Of course, it's a little known fact that the process of dying is highly bureaucratical. Though, you must be quite clever to parse out a deal with the lady, she gets quite ornery when people don't die.

Salvador sits down and poofs in his own mug of tea.

Salvador: So! What's the subject at hand, why would you need to venture to the realm of the dead, Robin?

~I'm not really dead, I just was subbing for her. We had an agreement, I wasn't supposed to die for a couple of years yet.~

Fortree, Duniree's Temporary Secret Base

-Deziree, having now calmed down from her tirade the day before, is flipping through the games on her laptop that Wuffles has bought her that she might like.-

Deziree: ... "Dandelion"?

Wuffles: <We thought you would appreciate the premise.>

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Dream Cemetery

Salvador: Ah. I see.

Sips tea and smiles.

Fortree

-A rather taciturn woman in a coat is walking around. Her canary yellow beret and sunglasses stick out like sore thumbs in an amputee ward.-

Alexandrine: <My god, man, where did THAT come from?!>

-The usual narrator is out sick. I usually do backup for Zero Punctuation.-

Alexandrine: <Jesus, get out of the box, the Great Alexandrine is taking over!>

-Wait, wha-

-Alright, there we go. Anyway, yes, woman, yellow beret, wandering about, all that. The Great Alexandrine is not repeating herself.-

Fortree

-Joseph is sitting on a bench, wrapped in a towel and desperately drinking tea-

Munn: Well, if you were gonna lay in a pond all day, what did you think would happen?

Joseph: S-s-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shoosh.