“I see,” N replied, before tapping his chin in thought. “Psychic-types… An interesting choice to focus upon— powerful, unpredictable… So much so that it seems to be a requirement of true specialists to possess psychic abilities themselves.”
He gave Fae a quick, pointed look, but did nothing to follow up on his own suggestion. Instead of asking Fae if he was psychic like the other specialists, he suddenly changed the subject. “Your Pokemon— Let me speak to them.”
Fae backed away a bit at the man's forwardness, insisting to see his Pokemon. "Ummm I guess. Sure?" Fae pulled out three small Pokeballs, a Cherish, a Premiere, and a Dive. They enlarged with with out him touching them, his telekinesis coming in handy as he let them float up into the air. The devices popped open with a strange sound, light pouring out to form Duosion, Shiny Ralts, and Starmie. "Sorry to wake you Dot." He said to his Duosion with a friendly smile, grazing his slender hand over the green jelly in cased Pokemon. "Hi there Maris. Doing alright?" He smiled as the gem pokemon blinked a response, its red gem seeming bright and alive. The strangely colored Ralts ran from the green haired man, running behind Fae and clutching its small white hands to the material of his Kimono. Fae looked over his shoulder at his newest pokemon, a small smile appearing on his tanned lips. It made him happy that even though he hadn't had the creature long, it already trusted him to protect it. "Sorry about little Sylph here. She's a bit shy."
