(@shimmeringtidepools) Gira@Parisa: It had taken him long enough to sneak away from his home without alerting his father. Attempting to traverse to the overworld in his universe often lead to injury, the shackles not allowing such frivolity. However a slight tear in reality allowed him to end up here. The legend reluctantly walked up to Parisa and sighed.
“I…Owe you an apology.” The words felt like sand gritting in his teeth. “Had I ralized that was your brother, and that he was in a similar situation to my own, I would have been more considerate.”
“Even so, that was quite the trick you played back there, tell me: how would someone with a fairy-like nature outwit the likes of a fearsome ghost type?” A grin curled onto his face as he spoke. Giratina hadn’t often been outwitted before, so it was a rare treat to be able to interact with others.
The Palkia smirked hearing a familiar voice echo in her chambers giving a big stretch and landing with a heavy thud as she slid half off her massive bed she chuckled and with a wink said-
Parisa: "Sure you may have some clever brains being a ghost. But you gotta target things people can't control which is their feelings! You gotta find the right emotional buttons to press and that's how you can get any sorry shmuck to fall into a ruse~ Plus your fearsome nature really only holds weight to those who have anything to fear about you~ But when I'm the person who made the literal floor you walked on in this world there is little for me to fear cause I can alter this reality with a snap of my fingers~"
Parisa: "Oh, apology accepted by the way~"
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