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[For once, the feed clicks on and Jack looks, not happy or excited or even amused, but vaguely confused and unimpressed.
A large part of that may have to do with the Swablu cooing and preening his hair. It's wrapped itself over the top of his head like a hat, and while it looks a bit worn out like it's just reached the end of far too much traveling, it also looks supremely pleased with itself.]
So, uh... Akito? I think this is your fault?
[He tries to look up at the Swablu only for it to coo even more loudly and hunker down on top of his head, as if it knows he's thinking about trying to pry it off. He sighs, but it's offset by a tiny smile.]
I think I need some advice. Don't get me wrong, okay. It's cute. Like really cute. But...
It won't move. It hasn't moved, and it's been like an hour since it came out of nowhere and landed on me. It won't even go into a pokeball. Here, watch.
[He pulls out a pokeball, and the Swablu gets pulled in at first, but soon enough, the ball pops back open as if he'd tried and failed to catch a wild pokemon. The bird flutters straight back to his head, cooing an admonishment this time.]
So yeah. Advice.
Help?
A large part of that may have to do with the Swablu cooing and preening his hair. It's wrapped itself over the top of his head like a hat, and while it looks a bit worn out like it's just reached the end of far too much traveling, it also looks supremely pleased with itself.]
So, uh... Akito? I think this is your fault?
[He tries to look up at the Swablu only for it to coo even more loudly and hunker down on top of his head, as if it knows he's thinking about trying to pry it off. He sighs, but it's offset by a tiny smile.]
I think I need some advice. Don't get me wrong, okay. It's cute. Like really cute. But...
It won't move. It hasn't moved, and it's been like an hour since it came out of nowhere and landed on me. It won't even go into a pokeball. Here, watch.
[He pulls out a pokeball, and the Swablu gets pulled in at first, but soon enough, the ball pops back open as if he'd tried and failed to catch a wild pokemon. The bird flutters straight back to his head, cooing an admonishment this time.]
So yeah. Advice.
Help?
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Date: 2013-06-16 07:22 pm (UTC)Ask her, huh? [He does his best to look up at the Swablu again while holding a ball out where she can see it.] Why don't you wanna go in the ball? Everyone else manages it.
[Her coo is tiny and kind of sad, followed by a long string of 'talking' as she fluffs and resettles her wings. Any pokemon about would hear a sad tale of glitches and computers and traveling gone badly, but even without that, the overall effect is clear. She thinks they're scary.]
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Date: 2013-06-16 07:41 pm (UTC)[He listens too as the Swablu fluffs and coos.]
She's scared of them. I wonder what happened to her...
You're her trainer now, right?
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Date: 2013-06-16 10:03 pm (UTC)I am now, yeah. She was a gift, but she took the long way getting here, I guess.
...And my hair is not fluffy!