phantom limbs;
Burton had an instinct, just like any other Pokemon. He couldn’t help it, especially with such a good target.
Slipping away from his trainer, he began to follow the man, who began to feel the effects of the Ghost-type’s powers. The softest of chuckles left it’s mouth, as it began to move closer-
“Burton, cease this.”
The Gengar sighed, as he slipped out of the man’s shadow. And just when he was going to have some fun!
“Forgive my Gengar, he can be mischievous at times…”
He turned around to face the Gengar, then shuddered again. "Hey, it's fine. Ghosts will be ghosts, right?"
Somehow, he thought the stranger looked somewhat familiar, maybe someone he had seen when he was younger? The Guide wondered if she was famous. Like an actress or something. Her face just seemed...familiar, for one reason or another.
Danny chuckled, crossing his arms and looking away. "Though, uh...y'know. Keep a bit of an eye on it? Doesn't feel too great getting my life force fed off of."










