[[OOC: For simplicity sake, the player and partner character will be referred to as Piplup and Chimchar, following the anime episode based on the game
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Of course Lezard knew what Pokemon were. The Philosopher's Stone had explained this to him, same as it had explained Barney and Carrot-top. While his understanding of Pokemon was perhaps somewhat patchy, he grasped the general concept, he believed. They were weird little animals. Children had to catch them all. They were the child's best friend in a world they must defend. PO-KE-MON!
"Tell me, Sunflora," he said, his voice as smooth as ever (he couldn't really change that, even though he was talking to a sunflower and not a hot valkyrie). "What are the powers of Wigglytuff?"
Sunflora jumped. "Eek! Are...are you a human?" Sunflora never actually saw one before, and only knew about them from hearsay, and from the player character her friend who once had been human, then turned into a Pokemon.
"O-oh!" That was unusual. But Sunflora didn't pay much attention to it, she had a question to answer. "Well, I'm not too sure...I've never actually seen Wigglytuff fight, but it's said he's supposed to be strong! And he saved Chatot from a mean Kabutops and Omastar once. And he used to be part of Team Charm, so he must be good!"
Kusuriyuri was returning from the greenhouses when he stopped by the Sorting Room to see if anyone was in it. Had it not been that he knew where Kurama was and didn't feel his energy around this, he would have thought the kitsune had something to do with the talking sunflower. He entered the room cautiously. "Hello," he murmured, his voice pitched low.
"This place is called Hogwarts," Kusuriyuri replies, still not quite sure what to make of a talking flower. He opens himself a little more, trying to feel it, to see if it is something he has encountered before, but like so many of the creatures here, it doesn't fit within anything he knows. "It is a school where things called magic are to be taught," he adds.
Wolfram was disturbed. "Why are you speaking!? How do you eat!? Were you a present? You speak of missions; are you an agent, and for what nation? Do all plants speak, and I've never noticed? What are the demands of the Wigglytuff Guild!?" Plants, Wolfram assumed, would be after him next, after years and years of picking. He was much older than most humans here, and thus had done a great deal more damage.
"Eek!" Sunflora was just as disturbed. "Um. Because I can? With my mouth. No. I'm not an agent, I'm part of an exploration guild. No, not all plants, just those that are Pokemon. We don't demand anything...except maybe Perfect Apples."
"Exploration!?" Wolfram asked in disbelief. "So, you are then here to smuggle away all of the humans' Perfect Apples? How devious. I'll have you know that Perfect Apples are quite rare! I've only found thirty-four in my lifetime! It would have been thirty-five, but I was so excited to find it that I threw it in the air. When I caught it, there was... a blemish."
"Why are you looking for Perfect Apples? Can they speak too? What do they want from us?"
"No, no, we don't want to take them all! We just need some. They're Wigglytuff's favorite food, you see, and it's supposed to be bad if he doesn't have any. He gets sad and he nearly brought the guild down with his crying."
Matilda looked at the flower and was intrigued. She'd never seen one that could talk before. Then again, she was very young.
"What's a Pokemon?" she asked mildly.
It was perhaps odd that she'd never heard of it, considering how much her parents were into her watching TV all day, but Matilda much preferred reading Dickens to watching cartoons. She hugged her thick book of spells and watched Sunflora with great interest.
Fight? Matilda frowned, which she often did when she was thinking about something.
"But why do you want to fight?" It was a flower! Flowers didn't usually fight, of that she was sure. Well, unless they were magical. She'd read about magical plants in books while she'd been here, and they could get up to all sorts of things. But she'd never heard of Pokemons.
"Well," Sunflora twisted her leaves again. "Sometimes there are bad Pokemon, that like to steal items and kidnap other Pokemon." True, there were some extenuating circumstances, like Grovyle's, but some were just mean. "And sometimes my friends and I have to fight them to get the item back, or save the Pokemon."
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"Tell me, Sunflora," he said, his voice as smooth as ever (he couldn't really change that, even though he was talking to a sunflower and not a hot valkyrie). "What are the powers of Wigglytuff?"
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"What, what sort of fruit?"
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"I like apples...and berries...um, excuse me. Is this a world full of humans?"
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Sunflora began pacing. She's in a human world! Oh no!
"I don't want to be....what's a dog? Or cat? Or squirrel?"
They weren't in her world. Every creature was a Pokemon.
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He was so colorful! Such bright colors!
"Do you know where I am?"
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"Why are you looking for Perfect Apples? Can they speak too? What do they want from us?"
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"What's a Pokemon?" she asked mildly.
It was perhaps odd that she'd never heard of it, considering how much her parents were into her watching TV all day, but Matilda much preferred reading Dickens to watching cartoons. She hugged her thick book of spells and watched Sunflora with great interest.
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"But why do you want to fight?" It was a flower! Flowers didn't usually fight, of that she was sure. Well, unless they were magical. She'd read about magical plants in books while she'd been here, and they could get up to all sorts of things. But she'd never heard of Pokemons.
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