Fifth 👻 Story [Video]

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[You know who hasn't really been around lately? Ashley, who is just kind of...kneeling by her desk, in front of the hotel bed, adjusting the camera as it turns on.]

And that- okay, uh-- [Clears her throat, looks kind of...awkward.] I, um. Okay, this is kind of weird to ask about, since- I mean, people find eggs all the time in their rooms from br-breeding. [Turns like two shades redder, takes a deep breath, charges on-] But all my Pokémon, they were in their Pokéballs, or with me, and when I got back from work today, I found--

[It's better to just move aside, huh, shuffle away and sitting on her bed, oh well, it's just a Pokémon egg in a basket, Ash, why are you being so weird? It's protected by an odd blanket, one that's pattern resembles space.

From off-screen, Ashley continues:] Just here, like this, all...not like it appeared out of nowhere, like someone delivered it! But I had my door locked and the staff said no one left anything for me, and there is no note or anything and it's just so bizarre.

[...Nudges the PokéGear sllloooowly back so the egg basket's out of focus, behind her.]

I've been here for...almost five months now. [A little somber. Shakes herself out of it.] But this is... Has anyone seen or heard about...anonymous egg deliveries? It's kind of freaking me out.

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[Wah- an egg, it's an egg. They've been mentioned to her time and time again, but Mafuyu's never seen a Pokemon egg before. She tries to get a good look at the one Ashley has, but it's not like she can tell what it is or where it came from.]

Pokemon Santa... [She murmurs to herself, but quickly shakes her head; Santa's not real, she's old enough to know that already.] Hey, if you shine a light through it, like with a flashlight or something, maybe you can see what's inside.

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[The egg itself is brown, pretty nondescript. It doesn't fit the elaborate blanket design.

Ashley has yet to talk to Mafuyu outside of text, so upon putting the ID to the face, she smiles a little; it's always a pleasant surprise to find out what someone over the network looks like. When her suggestion sinks in, the smile becomes confused...]

I think they're probably too thick for that... It's a lot bigger than a chicken egg or something like that.

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[The one good thing about the network!! Talking to people via text vs audio vs video, it's like meeting three times as many people because heck if Mafuyu checks the trainer id to see who she's actually talking to.

As such, she's got a wide smile on her face as well, because 1) it's a girl she's talking to, and 2) think how large an omelette an egg that size could make. It's still kind of weird for her to think there's a living creature inside the egg when all the ones she's ever held in her hands come as a dozen in a carton.]

Hn~ None of my Pokemon know any laser attacks yet, so I can't help any. [Out of suggestions, Mafuyu sits back on a fallen tree trunk, idly kicking the air.] How long 'til it hatches and you get to know what's inside?

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Oh dear, Mafuyu, please don't eat the Pokémon eggs...!! Ashley is entirely oblivious to this train of thought.]

Laser attacks. Um, it kind of, you know, varies? One of my Pokémon's a- hey, Agatha? Could you keep this warm, please? ["Lit!" A walking candle hops up on the bed and leans against the egg.] She's got this ability that'll make them hatch faster, so that's handy.

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[It's hard not to think about eating them when she's being tempted with an egg and an open flame and that's missing is a salt shaker or a dab of soy sauce]

A candle... [For a moment, Mafuyu looks a bit wary, but she seems unsure what sort of opinion she should be forming.] Pokemon really do look like anything, huh? From cats to candles to bags of trash.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[No one sell Mafuyu Kurosaki an egg, we all must fear what could happen...]

You sure are telling me. Most of mine are more like animals [or ghosts!!] but Agatha here was the first one I met and she really was a surprise.

[Haha, fun times, screaming and crying on the ground and all that.]

It's...you get used to it. [That gives her pause.] Or, uhm. It gets less weird.

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[Tell that to Cecil in a few day's time, it's too late.]

Less weird, huh... I want to be able to catch all of them, so I just gotta tell myself it doesn't matter what they look like! [ha ha who's she kidding, she wants something strong and cute] I've been throwing balls at anything that moves just in case it's a Pokemon. But sometimes it's just a plastic bag caught in the wind, or the back of someone's head. It's hard to tell.