second pokéball ☯ phone/action

[backinblackcity]

A; Phone

Does anyone know what that census is for...?

B; route to school

[Hilda is late. Again. She still hasn't adjusted her sleeping schedule to allow her to comfortably get up early enough to make it to school on time, so now she's running down the street--something which will probably be familiar to those who live on the route who are up at

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[phone]

[tenebrousking]

Nothing more than a count of the population; keeping track of the cards in play, so to speak. You wouldn't remember the last one conducted in Unova.

In a town as small as this, though. . . . And the questions were nothing short of bizarre.

[backinblackcity]

They don't ask you stuff like how you like your eggs in Unova, do they...? Maybe something's going to happen.

{She doesn't sound quite as worried as she probably should be--she hasn't been in Mayfield long enough to really know what sort of things might happen, for one, but more importantly, she might get one of her Pokemon back then.]

[tenebrousking]

I'm more interested in the questions about working, fighting in wars, and having a 'right' to be here. Shall we say they were . . . alarming?

I wouldn't be surprised, from what I've heard of the town. You noticed we weren't allowed to lie?

[backinblackcity]

Yeah. I wasn't even going to fill it out, but I did anyway.

I don't even know what a communist is. I didn't have to fill out that part, at least.

[tenebrousking]

Being the victim of psychic manipulation is nothing new, but... man. That wasn't cool at all. There's a feeling as if . . . I've finally seen a portion of the truth that lies underneath this facade. And it isn't a truth I care to know.

[backinblackcity]

Well were you affected by that Mother's Day thing? A lot of the guys ended up doing anything the girls wanted. It was a little creepy...

[tenebrousking]

I heard of it. As Lady Luck would have it, in spite of living in a household composed entirely of those of the gentler persuasion, I didn't receive an order the entire day. My natural charm must have staved off the curse.

((Alternatively, the mun was on hiatus.))

[backinblackcity]

Um, I guess that could've been it... [You're kind of weird, you know that.]

[tenebrousking]

Hm. Not convinced? ...Then perhaps it's that I've been spending most Sundays in bed until 4:00 in the afternoon.

[backinblackcity]

[Yup, that sounds more likely.] I guess it worked out for you either way.