[video / action for the parking lot of the violet city dedenny's]

[meteorman]

[At a little past three in the morning a video shows up on the 'gear. Ford has been something of a cryptid as of late -- more than he usually is -- and this picture just hammers that home. He's standing in what looks like... the parking lot of a Dedenny's? The lighting isn't great considering he's outside at night, which really adds to the ambience. The light from the sign glints off his glasses. He looks a little manic, but what's new?]

Come to -- what's the phrase-- come to the Violet City Dedenny's if you want an asskicking.

[Look at him, learning memes that are simultaneously from his future and also extremely out of date.]

I'm turning seventy-four in one week. I want to start celebrating early.

[There's a momentary pause.]

I should clarify I am referring to a Pokémon battle. If you were to physically fight me it wouldn't be very fair to you.

I am also open to verbal debate if you don't feel like coming all the way to Violet at three in the morning. I've noticed there isn't egalitarian appreciation of Pokémon and I won't stand for it. Every Pokémon is cute, not only your standard Eevee or Cleffa.

[He lifts up a fat little Pyukumuku. It extends its 'hand' and bops him gently on the face, skewing his glasses.]

You look at Eviscerator and tell her she isn't adorable.

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[nastyboy]

Three at level fifty...

[there's the sound of something thumping against the ground sightly.]

I have no one who is that level, but I have a few that are close in the 40s... I will try that, then. It will be good for them - Gaibhennen especially has wanted to participate in a gym battle.

Then I will see you shortly!

[Along with his boyfriend's kid, but that's, fine,]

[A fact that Ford gets to see when Dimitri jogs up, spots Chip in the middle of their Paliens battle, and points with maybe a little bit of exclamation. He's at least polite enough to wait until Chip's battle is over, where they get to have a small chat, to the side and away from Ford, about leaving notes for their dad or telling others where they're going.]

[....that's about as serious as it gets before Dimitri hugs them, gives them his wallet, and shoos them into Dedenny's for some early breakfast. They can eat together and get something for Grant too, and it'll be fine]

[Probably]

[With that settled, Dimitri finally turns his attention to Ford]

Well, that was quite a surprise. Do you need a moment to heal your Paliens?

[Is that the same term Chip was probably using, with refusal to change their language, just a few minutes before? Yes. Dimitri will not stop.]

[meteorman]

Yes, though these aren't the ones you'll be facing.

[He might be able to get an idea of what he could potentially be up against by peeking at them, though. A Dhelmise and a Decidueye. Both Grass/Ghost. Does this guy understand type coverage or is he just dumb?

It's both. He understands type coverage and he pretends he does not see it. His Elite Four team was also horrifically imbalanced and he got through just fine. Pines force of will in action!

He heals them both up, gives the Decidueye a pat on the head and the Dhelmise a pat on the... uh... seaweed clump, and recalls them.]

'Paliens' isn't one I've heard before, I'll admit. 'Alien pals'? Something similar?

[It's not rocket science.]

[nastyboy]

[No, no, Dimitri thinks he has the right idea. No type coverage, only sentimentality.]

[That explains some of the Pokemon he releases first, a little Miltank with one hoof in her mouth and the other rubbing at her eyes, and an Altaria, who promptly shoves his head into the pocket of Dimitri's leather jacket.]

[Dimitri lets him, smiling over at Ford.]

I would not know, but that seems as though it fits. That is what they are called in Chip's homeland.

[They are also just a game, anime, and card series, and not real. Dimitri has managed to grasp this much, and he is not letting it stop him.]