ANOMALY DETECTED

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOV 25TH to 27TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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[shiningkindness]

Fluttershy can't help a soft giggle as Punk climbs into her lap, and once the Quilava is settled she resumes petting her.

"Oh, I see." So they had both just ended up in this location. She isn't entirely surprised, this kind of thing happens every once in a while, but it's the first time she's seen a place like this before.

"I'm okay, though, thank you. I do have Pokemon with me, and I usually have two out with me, but I was a little worried about getting separated from them, with all the strange things happening right now. So I have them back in their Pokeballs for the meantime."

[crowneddragon]

He's slow to nod along with her words, a little furrow between his brows as he considers them.

"That makes sense, yeah?" There's something confusing about her words, something just out of his grasp if he could only focus long enough to make sense out of them. But Esteban's never been the sharpest along his critter's claws, and he soon fumbles out of the idea when the purrloin's tail twitches, and it tries to climb atop the table. He fusses with the small cat for a moment, scooting it off to seek food elsewhere, and when he rises, he's all sunshine and brightness again.

"D' you wanna go explorin'?" he asks, smile perched high onto his cheeks and at the corners of his eyes. "I bet the house's full of ghosts! Or maybe fairy-types? Kelfki w'ld fit right in t' this sorta place!" He chirps cheerfully. The Trumbeak on his head takes that as his cue to either scamper off or accept the dooming height that would smack him into doorways. It takes the wise approach and flies off to a nearby tree, primly cleaning its feathers and ignoring the two strangers below.

[shiningkindness]

Honestly, Fluttershy can't really blame him. It certainly can be confusing, and she doesn't always understand what's going on herself. But it had happened a few times before, although it wasn't quite like this with whole new locations appearing from nowhere.

A bit surprised when he suddenly rises, she can't help smiling herself in the face of his enthusiasm. "Oh, um...all right." She should be worried about accidentally ending up somewhere else, given that it had happened the last time she had passed through a door, but his exclamation distracts her a bit. "Though goodness, I hope there aren't any ghosts."

[crowneddragon]

Poor Punk finds herself without a lap, yet again, and she clings to Fluttershy's skirt for as long as she can while Esteban pulls her up to her feet. The fire monster swipes lightly, claws retracted, at her trainer's shoes, miffed at him for all of his transgressions.

Esteban tries to scoot down and pet her, but she is far from willing to forgive him, and she twines around Fluttershy's ankles instead, rises on her hindpaws and stretches her long length to pull at the gentle trainer's clothing very very lightly with her claws in an obvious beg. Big brown eyes stare up at the young girl, and Punk nuzzles lightly into any touch given to her.

There's a small huff from her companion as he rises back up, but he grins as he offers her his hand again, clearly about to invite her along to this journey.

"Why? 're you scared 'f ghosts?" He asks, with a bite of mischief. But he wouldn't do anything with that knowledge; he's not cruel after all. It's just for fun, after all, and he tugs Fluttershy lightly along, to the open courtyard where a small pack of bidoofs have curled up in the shadow of an awning, snoozing happily in the warmth that surrounds them.

[shiningkindness]

Fluttershy can't help an apologetic smile as she slowly pulled to her feet, and has to bite back a soft laugh as Punk refuses any of her trainer's affections. Her heart melts at the begging, and she gently scoops up the Quilava to let it perch across her shoulders if she'd like, before taking Esteban's hand again to start exploring.

"Mm...I am, yes," she confirms, playing a bit with her hair in a nervous gesture, even as she lets him lead her further into the house.

[crowneddragon]

The quilava is very happy with her now new perch, and she nuzzles affectionately against Fluttershy's chin before she settles, carefully draped over her shoulders so she won't fall. Esteban doesn't mind as long as the little minx doesn't get lost, and Fluttershy doesn't seem the most, ah, adventurous in this particular party. His grin is bright, though he's quick to add.

"Well, Puppy knows Crunch, an' lil' Punk here wouldn't let anythin' hurt ya, so I don't think you need to be scared of them." Esteban himself... isn't overly concerned with ghosts. Maybe because he's still expecting Grumpy to evolve, one day.

"What's gotten you scared of 'em?" he asks, curious about his smaller companion. Not that it's an uncommon phobia-- just not one that he's ever understood.