[ Unfortunately, she's entirely unaware that strange things are afoot and it seems thinking of someone -- someone in particular, namely him is all it's going to take to send that very thought to him.
Her voice is soft and contemplative, but laced beneath with concern. ]
Oh, I do hope he's alright... I'd like to see him again. Perhaps contact like this might be alright? Or if I send Salamence...
[ She simply can't help it. ]
this is like trying to make friends with a hissy cat...
[As a psychic with a very developed skill in telepathy, it's not completely unheard of that he might pick up on someone's stray thoughts. But it's extremely unusual, especially when he's sitting alone in a cave far away from civilization. Anabel's voice in his thoughts makes him stop what he's doing for several moments. Is she...nearby? Has she found him? Is she referring to him? What the Pokeballs is going on?]
Are you...speaking about me as though I am not here?
[ She hasn't done anything like this before -- not up until recently. She'd been trying to lay low, but it seems it doesn't matter where she is, that these thoughts just flutter on like confetti. So it takes her a moment to realize who she's engaged with and there's a soft, gasping surprised sound. ]
Oh! Oh, no. You weren't supposed to hear that. Although that certainly solves my problem. My apologies if I've caught you off-guard or at an inconsiderate time.
[srfubknnk. His brain carefully starts to pile frustration onto the confusion already present. He’s not sure just yet why this telepathic connection’s been established, but he can tell that it’s not going to just go away.
(He doesn’t like the idea of someone - or something - messing with all of them like this...)]
And for what reason do you wish to see me? You said that you were not looking to add on to your team, and yet...
[(obviously, simply caring about people’s well being isn’t a real thing.)]
[ He doesn't need emotional effects for his feelings to be blatant when talking to him. What she exudes is comfort and honesty, though she's clearly embarrassed and perhaps slightly baffled by this conversation occurring. ]
Is that the only reason someone might want to see you? I know that you'd rather not be contacted, but I found myself thinking of you. I suppose that's why my crystal reached out to you, though I'm not sure if that's the reason why. It seems to be occurring all around Verens lately...
[ Oh, no, I'm over-explaining. I hope it is not bothering him. It comes without her awareness, as the initial commentary did. ]
I hope that you're doing well! And I was wondering if, perhaps, you might like to meet the rest of my team? I've made some pokepuffs at the behest of Lucario and ah, do you drink coffee? Or tea? I can make whatever you'd like.
[That voice is something that startles Sora a little bit. It sure sounds stern and smart. But he grins because he's nice enough to answer Sora's stupid stream of thoughts. Bless that, really.]
You'll have to be careful if something throws something at your head, then. If you think of ducks first you might get clocked pretty hard.
[Sharpedo? He thinks for a moment before coming up with his conversation with Crobat; his team had included a Sharpedo, yes? And what was his trainer's name again?]
Archie.
[(Ok, it could be some other trainer, but why not make the guess? It'll be funny if he's right.)]
I am curious as to whom you believe you are speaking to. But I am more curious as to what is ailing Sharpedo. Are they in need of assistance? [Not that he'd help a smelly human, but if a Pokemon bro needs something!!!]
[there's a hint of surprise, but-- well, whatever. if this was trouble he'd know already.]
I don't know who you are. I don't recognise your voice. Sharpedo... he found an old anchor at the bottom of the lake and decided to exercise his jaw by chewing on it. There's some metal stuck in his teeth. If you're able to heal or do anything for the pain, then you're welcome to try. People are capable of all sorts here.
[Suddenly and without warning, Mewtwo is privy to a most inelegant sound: somebody chewing something soft and in a slow manner. When the chewing ceases, the individual swallows, takes a sip of something, and then comments on her meal.]
Well, it isn't from Talador, but it is good cheese nonetheless!
[Oh dear, it looks like her own mind has misfired on someone rather than the reverse. Yrel pauses red-handed, though not by her own design, and explains herself.]
I'm sorry, I was unaware I was sending my thoughts to someone else. Talador is a place on my planet. It is home to many things, but its cheese.
[ Naturally, she needs to make the rounds. It's hard to know how to start this conversation, but she doesn't want to just shock someone with a "hello, I'm back!" or anything like that.
But she finds herself more concerned about the welfare of Mewtwo than his comfort overall -- or her own -- and is quick to contact him once things back at the farmhouse have settled down. ]
[Surprise. He had been uncertain how to feel about her departure - although he's reluctant to trust such a powerful trainer enough to call her a "friend", he supposes it is the most accurate word for their relationship, so her absence ended up being slightly disquieting. Now, it seems, without fanfare, that she's back. There's a little touch of relief.]
[ She is only as powerful as her pokemon -- only as powerful as they allow her to be. Which means she's lacking power entirely in some situations and she's fine with that. ]
I have. I'm afraid it was quite an unexpected excursion. However, I was able to wrap some things up back home. There is, at least that.
[ She's quiet and the awkwardness is nearly palpable. Like she wants to talk to him but isn't sure what to say. If it's okay to say, even. ]
...you were missed. I find that your company has become something I... feel strange without. [ As if it might brush aside what she's said, she carries on. ] Have you been well?
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Her voice is soft and contemplative, but laced beneath with concern. ]
Oh, I do hope he's alright... I'd like to see him again. Perhaps contact like this might be alright? Or if I send Salamence...
[ She simply can't help it. ]
this is like trying to make friends with a hissy cat...
Are you...speaking about me as though I am not here?
[(psyduck)]
hey, she managed with raikou!
Oh! Oh, no. You weren't supposed to hear that. Although that certainly solves my problem. My apologies if I've caught you off-guard or at an inconsiderate time.
[ She talks like they're friends. ]
FAIR ENOUGH
(He doesn’t like the idea of someone - or something - messing with all of them like this...)]
And for what reason do you wish to see me? You said that you were not looking to add on to your team, and yet...
[(obviously, simply caring about people’s well being isn’t a real thing.)]
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Is that the only reason someone might want to see you? I know that you'd rather not be contacted, but I found myself thinking of you. I suppose that's why my crystal reached out to you, though I'm not sure if that's the reason why. It seems to be occurring all around Verens lately...
[ Oh, no, I'm over-explaining. I hope it is not bothering him. It comes without her awareness, as the initial commentary did. ]
I hope that you're doing well! And I was wondering if, perhaps, you might like to meet the rest of my team? I've made some pokepuffs at the behest of Lucario and ah, do you drink coffee? Or tea? I can make whatever you'd like.
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misfire;
Hey, if I yelled "DUCK!!" at you would you think to duck or would you think of a duck?
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A certain fellow Outsider's image is sent back.
IS THAT WHAT YOU MEANT, SORA....]
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[Squints. What a minute that's not his Uncle Scrooge, though. That's the other Scrooge McDuck.]
Huh, so you think of ducks and not ducking...
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Yes, I suppose I do.
[And as an afterthought (hey, if they're gonna have a random conversation, might as well go with it), ]
I have never been told to "duck" before. Although I understand the phrase, of course.
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You'll have to be careful if something throws something at your head, then. If you think of ducks first you might get clocked pretty hard.
[He starts snickering.]
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[what human would dare ask mewtwo to do some basic bitch chore? certainly not this one, because that was a misfire!]
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Normally, he'd probably just not answer, but...okay, fine, he's kind of curious. Mewtwo responds to a wrong number text just to see what happens...]
If you know that they are on sale, why are you not buying them yourself?
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Sharpedo has something stuck in his jaws. I can't leave him until I figure this out.
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Archie.
[(Ok, it could be some other trainer, but why not make the guess? It'll be funny if he's right.)]
I am curious as to whom you believe you are speaking to. But I am more curious as to what is ailing Sharpedo. Are they in need of assistance? [Not that he'd help a smelly human, but if a Pokemon bro needs something!!!]
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[there's a hint of surprise, but-- well, whatever. if this was trouble he'd know already.]
I don't know who you are. I don't recognise your voice. Sharpedo... he found an old anchor at the bottom of the lake and decided to exercise his jaw by chewing on it. There's some metal stuck in his teeth. If you're able to heal or do anything for the pain, then you're welcome to try. People are capable of all sorts here.
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Misfire!
Well, it isn't from Talador, but it is good cheese nonetheless!
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What are you doing.
[After a moment, a little begrudgingly; ]
Where is Talador.
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I'm sorry, I was unaware I was sending my thoughts to someone else. Talador is a place on my planet. It is home to many things, but its cheese.
I hope you understand.
private telepathy, natch.
[ Rushed for a single word; her voice emanates an intense upset and worry. ]
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[And as usual, Mewtwo sounds....h.a.p.p.y? Wait. Have they switched roles here?]
Is something troubling you?
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[ Fortunately, she's still herself. She hasn't yet noticed anything strange about him. ]
I wanted to see if you're alright. That's all.
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[That's reasonably Mewtwo-sounding. But then, oddly, his tone lightens up.]
But I do not believe it is something to be concerned about. Strange things occur in this city often, do they not?
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But she finds herself more concerned about the welfare of Mewtwo than his comfort overall -- or her own -- and is quick to contact him once things back at the farmhouse have settled down. ]
Ah, hello. It is Anabel.
[ The hard part is over, right? ]
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[Surprise. He had been uncertain how to feel about her departure - although he's reluctant to trust such a powerful trainer enough to call her a "friend", he supposes it is the most accurate word for their relationship, so her absence ended up being slightly disquieting. Now, it seems, without fanfare, that she's back. There's a little touch of relief.]
You have returned.
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I have. I'm afraid it was quite an unexpected excursion. However, I was able to wrap some things up back home. There is, at least that.
[ She's quiet and the awkwardness is nearly palpable. Like she wants to talk to him but isn't sure what to say. If it's okay to say, even. ]
...you were missed. I find that your company has become something I... feel strange without. [ As if it might brush aside what she's said, she carries on. ] Have you been well?