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[ The tail end of a sigh can be heard as Chris enables the voice option on his PokéGear. Though it’s more of a response to the chilly weather rather than sounding tired or disappointed. Still, he has to pause as he quietly clears his throat and fights the urge to huff while he tries to warm up some at his Local Pokémon Center™. ]

Does anyone have any tips or advice for new trainers? Think my new friend and I started off on the wrong foot with a small scuffle, but I suppose it’s expected given its nature. Its name is ‘Stufful’, if that helps.

[ What a sneaky pun. ]

Anyway, I give her as much space as possible and she’s rather content on trailing behind or leading the way, but is in need of some grooming. Wondering how we both can get around this before attempting to since she’s rather finicky when it comes to touch.

Thanks in advance.

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Are they? Been hearing a lot of fuss about normal-types on the network, but I'll look into catching one or a two.

[ As for the Rattata that pops up on Jean's side, Chris doesn't really know what to do at first save for giving it a small wave when it leans in towards the camera. Along with mumbling a little, 'hey there, buddy.' in response. ]

As for the fish, think I might know which one you're talking about. If I do end up raising a Magikarp then I'll be sure to hold you to that. [ He doesn't doubt that it evolves into something amazing, Chris just sort of thinks its existence is a just a lil pitiful the way it is at the start. ] I'm Chris, by the way. Thanks again for all your help.

[Lila preens happily at being acknowledged; she likes this human, Jean should talk to him more.]

Nice to meet you, Chris. I'm Jean. And hey, we were all new here once.

[Says the man with all the wisdom five months in Pokemon world has to offer.]

Yeah, it's the Magikarp. [Jean leans in towards his screen, and his grin gets a little wider, a little more devious.] Do you want to see what they evolve into?

[ Lila seems like a good rat, like her namesake, or mouse? He could never tell the difference, but he smiles when he catches her being so responsive. That's still something he needed to get used to, seeing them pokes as folks and equals rather than anything less. ]

I appreciate you cutting me some slack. I'll treat you out sometime, if we ever meet, as thanks for dealing with all my questions. How's that sound?

[ Although Chris laughs at the offer, he will certainly honor it. ]

As for what Magikarp evolve into? You're gonna have to tell me, Jean.

[Lila is a very good rat, even if she's constantly plotting how to take down Blitz, her arch-nemesis Electrode. Someday, he'll feel her wrath. Someday.]

You don't have to do that. Other people helped me when I first got here, I'm just returning the favor.

[Although he won't say no if Chris insists.]

All right, hold on.

[Jean finds a Pokeball in his bag and pulls it out. When Lila sees which one it is, she scurries down Jean's arm and into his jacket pocket. Jean brings the ball close to his face and speaks to it.]

Hey, Fisch, Chris here wants to see what you look like. He's only ever seen you guys when you're not evolved, so he's going to be really impressed, okay? You ready?

[Jean heaves the ball away from him, and with a flash of light, SUDDENLY GYARADOS, rearing back and roaring deafeningly as Jean laughs.]

They turn into that!

[ You can bet Chris is gonna insist on it. Considering only a few others were kind enough to fill him in since arriving in a different world (or universe) altogether. Back home, this sort of help usually came from either him or Jill. ]

I know I don't gotta, but I'd like to someday! You all might be used to new trainers showing up on the network every now and then, but I'd still like to show my thanks.

[ No use arguing with him, Jean. Although he does whistle slightly when Gyarados is summoned, even if his reaction is drowned out by its roar. The sound startles his Stufful and gets some of the Center staff to look his way, but he quietly coos at Stufful in an attempt to get it settled before waving off any concerned looks on his end respectively. ]

Nice name, too. [ Man, that's actually a good pun. And certainly better than that one kid calling his Magikarp 'Sir Useless' or whatever. ] All right, I'm sold. Haha.

( ooc: this is what i get for using dw inbox only and mis-clicking mark all read, but i'm incredibly sorry for the late reply ;; )

All right, cool. Have you tried burritos before? If you haven't, they're great, and I can show you where to find some good ones.

[Jean has only recently been introduced to burritos himself, and it's been a match made in heaven.]

Thank you. His full name is Fisch Mordergesicht. [Because he was told that Gyarados need appropriately badass names. Jean reaches up, and Fisch lowers his head to butt his nose against Jean's palm.] I'd say I'd catch one for you if I see one, but these guys are everywhere. I'm sure you can find one if you hang out near a lake or river long enough.

[OOC: no worries! I've been slow the last few days myself :) ]

Of course. Why, have you been craving some?

[ He doesn't laugh, at least outwardly, but Chris figures Jean comes from a place where burritos aren't all that common. Though it does give him one way to show thanks, however. ]

So, Fish Murderface? Sorry if that's a loose estimate, but I only know a bit of of German. [ Only enough to somewhat get by, anyway. Though he does shoot Jean a lopsided smile at the name. It was appropriately badass. ] Maybe when the weather clears up? What with all the snow and all.

I could eat burritos everyday.

[Jean lives in a world without burritos, or ice cream, or any of the good things they have here. He's been eating his way across the map, and he likes everything he tries.]

[The question about German has Jean raising an eyebrow.]

Yes, it means Fish Murderface, but that's not German. That's what we speak at home.

[Which is totally some loose approximation of German, but that's not what they call it. In a world with only one language, there's no real need to name it.]

Wait, you understood what I said?

[Holy shit. Mind = blown.]

Are you from behind the walls?

Haha, well if you like burritos then you might enjoy carnitas or a quesadilla. Dunno how busy I'll be once I reach Violet, but if you're ever nearby I could fry up some of those for you.

[ Congrats, Jean. You might have access to fresh and semi-unlimited Mexican food whenever you'd like via a brick shithouse now. Though Chris does stop in his offer to shoot Jean a small look. ]

'Behind' the wall? [ He stresses the first word slightly, unable to picture what Jean could even mean by it. ] Sorry, but no. My home's on Earth, and there's a country called Germany that uses roughly the same language you're familiar with. Haven't heard of any walls being built there for ages, though.

[ The Berlin Wall was more or less history, but that's the only instance of one he could think of. ]

You know how to make burritos?

[Game changing information right there. Almost enough to distract Jean from what comes next. He'll come back to this later, though. Cooking isn't really his strong point, but he's willing to learn if he can make some of the delicious food around here by himself.]

But... that would mean that... [Jean pauses, thinking furiously.] There's some kind of connection. There has to be.

Do you have titans in your... on Earth? Big, ugly man-eating giant things?

Of course. Granted it's hard to cook something that heavy while you're travelling, but if you're somewhere in Johto then I wouldn't mind teaching you. Not that hard, really.

[ Hopefully Jean knows all sorts of meat can be used, but Chris prefers mainly chicken or steak. Gotta get them gains. ]

Well, don't risk a headache trying to overthink it. Our worlds might be connected in some ways, but thankfully we don't have titans to deal with. [ There's a pause as he considers this particular answer. ] Though something close to 'em springs up in my world from time to time, but it's rare.

That would be amazing! Thank you!

[Jean has only had burritos with chicken and steak, and he thinks they are the epitome of cuisine. Why mess with a good thing by getting creative with the meat?]

You're lucky, then. Titans are horrible. [A pause.] What are they?

[Someone else with a shitty world? Jean is morbidly curious.]

Anytime, Jean.

[ Finally, a kindred spirit. Meat is love, meat is life. ]

Though judging from the sound of 'em? I'm glad they aren't more common where I'm from. As for the ones we got? They're called bio-organic weapons; or B.O.W.s for short. They're usually the result of viruses, but their purpose is to spread that virus and infect others.

[ Really, that's one way to explain his career without delving into more jargon. Jean was having a hard time following him as is, so despite how stilted his explanation was hopefully Jean would understand. ]

[Jean is a born carnivore, as is everyone from his world. When you live a life of forced deprivation, getting the chance to indulge means you seriously indulge. Jean isn't saying they eat like Snorlaxes at their camp, buuuuut.... yeah, they totally eat like Snorlaxes most of the time.]

Oh.

[He doesn't get it, not knowing what a virus or bio-organic weapon is. But he does understand the part about infecting others.]

So they're weapons that make more weapons just like themselves.

[ Someone's gotta teach you kiddos how to cook and probably spice up ya meats. ]

Essentially. Couldn't have said it better myself. Luckily, there's no case of that happening here in Johto.

[What is this spice of which you speak?]

Thank the gods. No titans, either.

[Some mighty big Pokemon, but not a titan to be seen.]

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