[When the video feed first clicks on, there isn't much in the way of visuals except blackness, interspersed with the occasional flash of dull light. The sounds are much more fascinating than the sights, as it were: something is snuffling at the pokégear, and after a moment there's a series of sharp thunks, as if someone were rapping against the
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If so, if he's anywhere outside, he'll soon notice a young girl peering around a corner at him, looking both wary and curious.
Peeking a bit more obviously around the corner is a very small Phanpy, its trunk raised in curiosity.]
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Hey.. Are you okay?
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Are you hungry, little guy? I'll make Puddles share.
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He turns back toward where Pearl's hiding, trumpeting to announce the all-clear. (note that Fanny is all of one foot tall, so 'trumpeting' is in the vaguest sense of the word) Pretty much immediately, Pearly steps out from behind the house, hesitates for just another second, then she's hurrying over to crouch beside her Phanpy.]
I don't know when he last ate... I just have people-food. [She still seems a liiittle unsure, but that's how she is around people her cousin/role model Mystic Maya hasn't professed her trust in.]
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That's probably okay for now. At least until we figure out what he likes to eat, right?
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With barely any hesitation, (no matter WHAT he meant to offer it for,) she reaches out to shake it, oddly businesslike for a ten year old. Guess who spent the last year with a lawyer.
As for his words, she glances to Fanny, who's caaaasually reaching his trunk up and into the bag of whatever it is that the much larger (and slightly scarier) pokemon is eating. And then he's caaaasually sliding it out to stuff some in his face. He thinks he's so sly, yes he does.]
...Am I supposed to teach him manners, or is this okay? [She assumes he knows more about this place than she does, since he's ~older~.]
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You've got a great handshake! And don't worry about him. There's plenty for everybody.
[that, and Sora would personally consider punishing Fanny equivalent to kicking kittens or punching puppies. he draws his hand back once the handshake has slowed, though he remains crouched on one knee, closer to Pearl's level.]
So what's your name? Mine's Sora.
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I'm sorry, Pearl, I don't know where Mystic Maya is. I'm lost myself.
... You know what, though? We could look for our friends together.
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Fanny extricates himself from the foodstuffs long enough to listen to the answer--you can tell because now his upraised trunk is pointed curiously at Sora.]
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[bends down to pat Fanny again; he really can't help himself. the Girafarig, meanwhile, has devoured all the food and probably a quarter of a shirt, so he trots over to inspect Pearl curiously, with much snuffling of the hair and face.]
... Puddles, be careful.
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Pearl watches this, giggles a 'heehee', and blows a raspberry at Puddles too. All in good fun, of course. The creature's a little less scary when you've got a basketball-sized elephant honking at it.]
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I was! We used magic to turn me into one, so I could go somewhere that was completely underwater without drowning. There were lots of nice merpeople there.
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