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[In a quieter area of the CMA, there is a Silver. He's sitting underneath a tree, alternatively reading or scribbling in a battered notebook he has balanced on his knees. He looks tired and tense, with dark circles under his eyes and a stiff posture

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[ He's in the general area but the outline of a trainer and his Pokémon in the area catch his attention; his footsteps lead him that way so he can get a closer look, just in case it's someone from his world- wouldn't that be a sight. He stops a few yards away and his eyebrows furrow.

Static? .. Takashi shakes his head. It's nothing, he's just been without sleep this week that's all.]

Silver, that you?

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[Sorry, Takashi: you look and sound a lot like the one person he hates more than Red. He bristles at the intrusion; even Typhlosion stirs to look up and stare at him. The static around him pops and hisses as he glares.]

Go away.

[arrogantshorts]

[ Doesn't get any closer, just stands off to the side a bit confused. Look I know we hate each other but can't we put aside our differences for once just to say 'hi bro'? ]

But...

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I don't care. Go away. [As he says this, his outline flickers and weaves; it's hard keeping it even remotely still when he's upset.]