Sade Olutola
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((Apologies for the radio silence! Things have been busy IRL, mostly money problems & my mom’s recent nose surgery. I’ll be trying to get back into the swing of things & get some replies going in the next week or so
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flamshira:
“Oh…. I see. Well…I suppose that would be fair.” his words were more cautious than slow. Better to prepare what to say than to be careless with words. he had learned violently those meaning. Even without his son…it took a while to remember what kind of person he should be.
He brings out a packaged strip of meat and opens it carefully. Holding out a strip to the ….pokemon.
“Here it is… enjoy. Its from an animal called rabbit.”
Sizzlipede chirped and wiggled as Kabu grabbed the strip.
“No, you’ll eat on the pavement, I’ll not be having a burnt hand or a fire start over your hunger.”
Placing the bug on the cement, he lowered the meat to him, and he grabbed it quickly with his many little legs. Like a rubber band having been released from a stretch Sizzlipede coiled up, steam emitting from him as he began to glow.
Kabu squatted, watching his Pokemon. He turned his head back to address the man.
“Whether the meat was pre-cooked or not he would do this. It is a tendency of his species to wrap up prey and cook it with its internal flame.”
With his little mouth Sizzlipede ate as if starved, making Kabu chuckle.
“Regardless of when last he ate, he always eats as if it shall be his last meal. Again, a tendency of the species. What flavors are you partial to?”
boundlesshsentity:
He knows what he likes but hey, cheese was a bit of a guilty pleasure. “Well I personally think a bit of chub isn’t bad every now and then. I can understand though if you’re in a sport that requires a lot of movement or high energy.” Though if he had a low metabolism then Mumei could also understand why.
‘How long huh. The days kind of blur together sometimes so it can be hard to remember sometimes. Maybe I really should have invested in that journal like they said.’ He thought to himself for speaking again.
“I can’t count August, but I’ve been here for about a year now. I can understand being confused about gathering information though. Thankfully or rather, not so thankfully I’ve been pulled to another world before so it didn’t take too long for me to get used to living here.”
“Oh yes, I’m certainly not a man to judge others lifestyle choices. I personally do...a sport of a kind, so while I perhaps don’t necessarily need to train along with my Pokemon, I feel it right to do so.”
“And thus, if I were to indulge too much I fear I’d fall behind my Pokemon and be unable to catch up. But that is my own journey of self improvement.”
A year....? He hadn’t expected such a high number. What was there captors motives? It sent his head reeling, theorizing. He was so lost in thought that he jumped in surprise when the waiter brought their plates.
“A-ah, thank you.”
He cleared his throat to try and shake the awkward feeling he had created.
“My apologies, I just...had not expected anyone to have been kept here so long. I cannot understand why our captors would.....well, I suppose most of the people here cannot fathom a reason just as much as I.”
Lifting his utensil, he ate some, wagging his finger at Sizzlipede when he’d get a bit too messy.
“Still, at the very least this city doesn’t seem to life threatening. It is rather comfortable living, all things considered. So I suppose it is best to count our blessings.”
a silly idea that wouldn’t leave me alone… of course, it’s a reference to that one scene in the anime, 90s kids will know
dimittere:
a slight tilt to the head, for it is in silence that he GAUGES the stranger’s words. nay, he’s no threat to the gerudo, that much he could gleam without the information to confirm. but nonetheless, such SPIRIT is of interest. fingers adjust their grip on his weapon, almost as if to consider the way it feels, before he sheaths it just as SUDDENLY as the swing just moments prior.
❝creatures who battle in your stead. you do not need to train yourself, and yet you do.❞ ears twitch, and though it is CONSIDERED for a moment, ganondorf deigns to mention the sizzlipede’s similarities to a creature he himself chose to employ for his own nefarious schemes. from PRIOR experience, most would not take kindly to conquest. nevertheless, the concept he’d be familiar with regardless —— ❝my race are known for battling alongside our mounts. though i daresay that none have spat FIRE.❞
He smiles down at Sizzlipede, before raising his eyes back to the man before him.
“In some ways, this may be true....however, if you yourself are not strong willed, many Pokemon will never listen to you. It is, say, if the general of an army did not also train and fight alongside his troops. I feel that it is not only good to continuously improve oneself, but also that it would be disrespectful of me to expect my Pokemon to train and grow while I sat idle. They are not tools, but friends, and companions in my journey of self improvement.”
Ah, mounts...the word reminds Kabu of one of his missing Pokemon.
“What kind of mounts do your people keep? Most any kind of Pokemon can be used as a mount in my home, as long as it is big enough.”
anglerfishnabe:
Oooh. As someone who dislikes cold Ogata can’t help but be impressed. Carrying a thing like that around in Hokkaido’s wilderness would have been a real privilege…. Though he might be thinking about it a little less as a living creature than a handy heater.
“ Huh…. I haven’t really considered setthing up anything like that really…. No green thumb or interest for that matter.“
Nor here and of course not back there.
“ Psychic powers? “
“ Haha, sounds like handful then. “
“Ah, I am rather the same when it comes to plants. That and, living in a house filled with fire Pokemon makes it hard to keep such things.”
Kabu rubbed the back of his neck and nodded.
“Yes, Pokemon can be a handful....but, the positive influence on our lives more than makes up for it. There is a Pokemon for nearly any task one can think of. Being in this city reminds me of how privileged I am to live in a world with them, not only for their convenience but their companionship as well.”
flamshira:
“…Does he…eat meat?” Because while he might not eat as much as he used to due to his age, there wasn’t any reason to not eat meat in a place where meat was cheaper than he was used to. it was almost unfair how the prices were now compared to his home world.
“I have…some groceries if he does.” he offers. Kindly, perhaps.
“Oh, I would not intrude upon you. However....yes, he does eat meat.”
Ichika, taking note of what was being spoken, chirped insistently at Kabu. Kabu shook his head, much like a parent might at a whining child.
“Ah, if you truly do not mind, it seems he’s hungry. In exchange, may I cook you a meal?”
I love his weird trot... it's cute.
dynadubwool:
Wait, he’s been here longer than the Gym Leader? A more important question: why have they arrived during the same month? Hop feels a ball of anxiety start to form. Sure, it’s nice to see people you know, but… what if more Galarians get taken here, with no way back- other Gym Leaders, his rivals, his brother… No one would be left to defend Galar from danger.
Eternatus comes to mind, and he barely manages to suppress a shudder.
Felt bleats in concern, blinking up at him. Hop pats his Wooloo, shaking his head slightly. Now’s not the time t’ get upset.
Despite his intentions to stay in a good mood, he pouts at Kabu’s words. “Awh, I hope they’re not sayin’ he’s gross or anythin’. Sizzlipede are cute!” He’d definitely have something to say about it if that were the case. He balls his hands into fists, looking determined. “If anyone’s botherin’ Sizzli, Mr. Kabu, jus’ say the word an’ I’ll defend his honor! Those haters can catch these hands!”
Kabu can’t help but chuckle, a hand naturally finding its way over his mouth to be polite.
“No no, nothing like that, though I appreciate the sentiment.”
Ichika, his Sizzlipede, did not find it as amusing as his trainer, and spit a bit of flame as if to say, ‘I can defend myself!’.
“Actually, what people initially find strange is his size and his fire. It seems people have been brought here from many different places, ones where Pokemon do not exist.”
A look of introspection came across his face.
“It is strange to think of such a world, given how intertwined with Pokemon our lives are.”
brain: kabu in thigh highs and shorter shorts
me while drawing: *caveman noises*
boundlesshsentity:
That is true…plus it was hard for him to choose such a definite favorite when there were so many to try out. Mumei hummed while crossing his arms, mulling over which one to get.
By the time the waiter arrived, brown eyes wandered back down to the menu and he felt something click.
“I’ll have the Katsu curry with extra cheese!” The melty cheese along with the meat, it sounded like a sinful choice, but he couldn’t wait to try it!
“An excellent choice.”
Kabu smiled, giving Sizzlipede a pet.
“And, being so young, I’m sure your body will burn right through it. If I were to indulge in such things, despite my exercise regimes, it would take me much longer to be rid of it.”
Useless chit chat was something he wasn’t keen on, though he understood the use of pleasantries. If he were to talk over their meal it would be topics he wanted to know more about.
“If I may ask, how long have you been here? Despite my attempts to gather information, this city continues to be just as mysterious as when I’d arrived.”
anglerfishnabe:
“ …. “
He leans forward a little bit, staring Ichika with a cat like eye, all silent until finally he cracks a quiet grin.
“ Like a living lighter isn’t it? Handy little thing “, Ogata laughs then turning towards Bullet who also has her eyes on the Sizzlipede now., “ all this thing does is bringing some little pest animals in sometimes. “
“That’s a good way to put it, yes. He’s also rather handy when it’s cold; put him in my pockets to keep my hands warm or wrap him around my neck like a scarf.”
He gives the cat a few scratches under her chin with a chuckle.
“Still, the sharp claws and alert ears are useful in their own way. Maybe not for city living, but if you ever thought to keep a garden or grain, surely this one could keep varmints out.”
The thought made him think of Milo and the farms of Turffield and he couldn’t help but laugh over a particular memory before coming back to the present.
“Apologies, I’d remembered.....a friend of mine is a farmer, and lives in a farming town. Their ‘pests’ tend to be bugs with psychic powers, or mice that can emit electricity.”
honourburned:
GAZE DRIFTS DOWN toward the ground, and Zuko nods a little in response. The war’s affected everyone, and now that there’s peace– a relative term, but peace nonetheless– those effects are more and more noticeable. Sure, he’s still fighting every day from the palace, trying to fix what his nation has done over the past century as much as possible, but out in the villages and cities it’s a different world– one with new problems for sure, but different.
Fingers catch the end of his sleeves, rubbing gently at fabric worn from similar repetitive actions.
“ thank you, ” he responds, the tension in his features relaxing. He certainly remembers a time where that wasn’t the case, and how difficult it’s been to get to this point.
Another nod, and he reaches a hand out toward Sizzlipede. “ i know a lot of animals back home are the same. especially the dragons. ” While Ran and Shaw hadn’t been able to speak, Zuko still felt as if he’d communicated with them, like they’d understood him, and he understood them.
Sizzlipede raised up, nuzzling against Zuko’s hand. Kabu smiles softly.
“You have dragons where you’re from?”
Kabu didn’t really have a baseline for what animals were considered ‘normal’ for people of other worlds.
“I’d guess they are just as wild, but noble, proud and strong as the ones back in my home. To be a trainer of dragon Pokemon is difficult, because they will not listen to anyone they look down upon.”
Oh. He’d started rambling on. A little embarrassed, he cleared his throat.
“What other sorts of animals does your world have? Given others confusion over Ichika, I’ve come to understand that the animals of my world may not be usual for others.”
((i cant wait to find a thread i can use these Kabu in reading glasses icons on
dynadubwool:
The Gym Leader seems surprised, mouth opening only to shut again without uttering a word. Hop doesn’t blame him, really - he’s surprised too. Maybe he forgot who you are, a snarky voice whispers. The Trainer ignores it, opting to focus on catching his breath and watching the Fire-type specialist tap his chin. See? He shakes his head slightly, forcing himself to breathe through his nose rather than his mouth. Hop wouldn’t blame him for forgetting his name, either. He was one of many Trainers who took the Gym Challenge, after all - not to mention he didn’t stand out much.
Aside from being a certain someone’s brother, of course.
Hop’s breathing is back to normal once Kabu finds his words again - starting off with his name. He smiles, mentally sticking his tongue out at the nasty voice in his head. He knows my name just fine.
Felt returns to his side as Kabu continues, and Hop softly bonks the Pokemon right between the horns. “Thanks, buddy, but maybe go a bit slower next time…?” He mutters. The Wooloo just snorts at him. They’ll talk more about that later. Right now, though…
“T’ be honest, ‘m doin’ pretty good, considerin’ I was taken here only ‘bout a month ago.” He crosses his arms, humming. “I was a lil spooked at first, but I think I’m settlin’ in nicely. Met lotsa friendly folks.” Hop shifts his weight to one leg, expression turning thoughtful. “Say, when didya get here- to the island?”
Kabu rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“Only a few weeks myself.”
He hadn’t actually been told anyone else’s time trapped here until just now, and well, while realistic as they did not know what their captures wanted, it was still disheartening to hear.
A whole month? And, his mind running with the thought, who’s to say others haven’t been trapped here for years?
But, dwelling on it wouldn’t help, and Hop seemed in good health as did his Wooloo.
“I’m glad to hear you’ve been treated hospitably. I have, fortunately been treated the same so far, although most find Sizzlipede an oddity.”
flamshira:
He looks a bit woozy that a bug could be taller than any normal size human. Though both of them are middle age and have seen some things better left unsaid. He is still doubtful about the existence of a giant bug.
“…perhaps he will grow back in time. Bugs…age fast yes?”
“It …is a bug, unless it only looks like a bug.”
Kabu laughed lightly.
“Yes, Ichika is a bug, though there are some Pokemon who camouflage as various things unlike themselves for protection.”
He gave a sigh.
“If only, though. Bug Pokemon do indeed tend to grow faster than other types, however, there has never been a documented case of a Pokemon being forcibly de-volved before. Thus, I doubt this will be a case of time for Ichika. More likely he will not be restored till our captures deem it so.”
((i posted this on twitter but it bears repeating: fire grandpa surprised by camera))
