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[bellfire_bird]

[Island, you are just the kindest. You provide for your resident's interests so skillfully. This mountain of broken technology and books...it is exquisite.

Ho-oh has set himself down on the edge of the pile, poring through these books of SCIENCE with huge eyes and an absolutely fascinated expression. Nearby, a Quilava amuses itself by trying to

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[stalkerwithacap]

[Walking by--SHIT FIRE TYPE. Brb looking around for a trainer--is that Ho-oh?]
Heeey!

[bellfire_bird]

[reading reading readi-bzuh]

Hey...?

[that's a flower]

Oh, hi - Flick, get off of him!

[stalkerwithacap]

[That flower is not usually a flower]
Hey, Ho-oh.

[bellfire_bird]

[Ho-oh walks over and picks up the Quilava, who drapes itself over his shoulder and hangs there like a happy sandbag.]

Hi? Sorry, have I seen you before?

[mr_neutral]

[TECHNOLOGY. Thank goodness that Quilava went away because trying to set this stuff on fire is blasphemous. Also, Ho-oh! A certain Gold has told this Touya about you! Though he has no idea how you look like... so it'll be quite a surprise for him. As of now he's looking over the piles of broken technology.]

[bellfire_bird]

[The two Pidgey start "KU KU KURURURURURU"-ing at you, flapping their wings.]

[mr_neutral]

[And so he is pointing his pokedex at them.]

[bellfire_bird]

[STUFF ABOUT PIGEONS

they are milling around your feet now and waiting to be fed 8> ]

[silveramati]

[He's looking up at the pieces of metal that Pidgey pokemon are perched atop of. This is a fairly interesting sight even though he's not very into machinery or science books. ]

What's this about?

[What truly brought him over was your colorful design. But he won't admit or make light of that. In fact, he'll be directing his eyes back towards the pieces of metal to enforce he is not staring at your pretty colors. :|]

[bellfire_bird]

Huh?

[give him a second to look up from WORDS and register "oh hey that's a person"]

Oh, um, I'm not really sure. I just found...all of this here.

[yes Ho-oh that's why you've spent an hour reading things

One of the Pidgey flutters down to the ground by Amati's feet, staring at him for a moment before pecking at the ground. The second ruffles up and follows it.

You now have two fat birds milling around you, waiting for food.]

[silveramati]

[Before he could make any action, whether it'd be continuing conversation or examining the old machinery... the pidgey get in his way. (not that he minds.) He has both berries and poffins, but decides to hand out sitrus berries to them. Poffins aren't found in the wild so it's the better choice.]

I most certainly do no want wild visitors at my home again...

[He says this humorously, though.]

[bellfire_bird]

Aha...they're not wild, exactly. I mean, they're not really mine, but they're kind of...tame, I guess.

[kururururururu peck peck peck

after they finish the berry, they hop back to the scrap pile, puffing up their feathers and trotting around aimlessly.]

[usedellipses]

[...QUILAVA WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO A BIDOOF...]

[bellfire_bird]

[because you are small and grabsnuggable :3 "qui-yaa, quilaaaaa~"]

What are-

[fjksdf]

Flick, no, stop that!

[usedellipses]

Will you stop that-

[oh, well. At least it's trained...]

[bellfire_bird]

[barely

it's still sitting on you]

Flicker.

[here lemme grab this moron]

I'm really sorry.

[neededacrit]

[Oh damn, is that--? Could it be--?

Technology!

Green is immediately rummaging, throwing whatever chips and wires suite his fancy into his bag. Maybe he should have Pidgeot take some pieces, or he could come back, or--

He might be tripping over a Quilava.]

[bellfire_bird]

[A Quilava might be barbecuing your foot.

Which, of course, grabs Ho-oh's attention.]

-FLICKER, NO!

[and racing over to do damage control...]

[neededacrit]

[WHAT THE F--OOT ON FIRE!?

Green's rather concerned with stomping that out into the dirt, though he might be manically grabbing for a Pokeball]

[bellfire_bird]

[I CAN FIX THAT I CAN FIX THAT

except I can't, so after chattering angrily a bit, Flicker Mud-Slaps the fire into oblivion.

sorry bout your muddy foot bro]