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Location: Coral Corral
Time: Afternoon
Style: Either or!
Status: OPEN.
[ The smell of cooking meat wafts down the streets of Coral Corral. Large slabs of beef are charring on a grill, being watched over by the staunchly vegan N. Though the idea of eating the very thing he is cooking turns his stomach, he
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It is all --
[ Wait.
WAIT.
N's eyes get round. ]
Hilda! You're back!
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At least it wasn't Sammy who smelled this. [Going to land that Volcarona now that she's closer, so yes N.. that is a shiny pokemon of an already rare pokemon.]
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[ He remembers Red talking about this, and saw Green... not to mention Hilbert's very existence.
He falls quiet, expression closing, though there is a momentary brightness as he looks at Volcarona. ]
Oh.
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[And Touko steps away with a laugh at the attention shift to Ignita.] Ignita won't mind if you want to pet her, or talk to her. [She is about to say something else when attention shift, get!]
VIKKI! Don't you dare scatter N's things - I'm quite sure that he needs them not getting lost. [Sorry N - but keeping the legendary from scattering things all over the place is more important. Not that Vikki is making it easy as he's pouting and wibble facing. ] You can do that when we get home.
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[ N's words to the shiny Pokemon are soft. He gives it the slightest smile, before his gaze rises to watch Touko again quietly. ]
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Don't mind the kerfuffle in the background, Vikki acting like Touko is the worst trainer in the world (All the while making her run in circles trying to catch him. Yes, he is a Brat.)] Vikki..
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Did you? I am afraid I do not remember you. It seems we are from different times.
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And then she sweet drops a bit as Touko finally catches her errant pokemon by the scruff. Cue lots of 'squealing' while the young woman shifts him to her arms.] Oh shush. It's not like I hurt you. I'm really sorry about Vikki, N.
[Big, apologetic bow.]
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And it's fine.
[ N stares at them for a while more, before standing abruptly as he realizes the meat is done and will burn if he leaves it on too much longer.
He carefully settles the baby in his chair and then moves over to start placing the meat on plates of varying size and color. ]
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Is something the matter with me, N? I might not me this 'Hilda', but I did face you, or a you in that castle. And then Ghetsis and his stupid Hydreigon that given how feral it looked shouldn't even have obeyed him.
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It is not that anything is the matter with you. But you are not Hilda.
To extrapolate, that means I am not the N you faced.
[ He turns towards her again. ]
So, aside from circumstantial similarities, we are strangers to each other, and I am not certain what exactly you are expecting of me at the moment.
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Just, this face. FOREVER.] Nope, but you are still an N. And I've every bit as good as this 'Hilda'. Maybe better as Combat, Zek and Vikki wouldn't've stayed by my side if I wasn't worthy. Though why Zek does I have no idea. I'm not... [A shake of her. Doubts about being a hero (when she totally is one) later.]
But you're right. You're not the N I know or respect. I don't know you, but..
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If all you can think about is being a better or worse trainer, than you truly are different. I have no business with those who only think of themselves in terms of their power.
[ He turns back to cutting apart a steak into small pieces for his smaller Pokemon. ]
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Of course, that's when the peanut gallery chime in from where they have been chilaxing in the pokeballs. 'Power? Touko?' 'Clearly he knows not the dragon tamer.' 'More like someone who fishes Deino's put of snow drifts they run into.' 'That was one time!' A round of laughter along with a snarl from a dragon that's NOT Zekrom - then 'Clearly this N knows nothing about the Modest Hero.' There's three differing voices there - though the last one clearly is Zekrom.] I.. you...
... To think that I want power... that I caught Vikki because I wanted his power? Not even the N I know would think that.
[..At least, she thinks, but she can't be sure, and this accusation has left her rattled. Uncertain once again of who she is. Because Touko denies she's a Hero, she's just a trainer who did what they had to end the end. That's all.
Believe Zekrom over miss modest.]
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[ N's hands hesitate for a moment. ]
But even then I wonder how much of what I thought of her was simply what I wanted to see and what was not truly there.
[ Then he continues to work, before setting out the plates in a semi-circle and whistling. His Pokemon come quickly, each moving to the plate that is obviously their own except for Reshiram, who pauses before her own to study Touko.
N sets an extra plate down in front of Touko, so that her Pokemon may eat off of it if they wish, and then goes to scoop his sleeping Zorua back up. ]
You will have to show me who you are. I can make no assumptions about you. And I ask you do not make them of me.
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