Apparently an actual six year old dragon brother

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This is a thing she had expected, and the cardinal rule for this sort of thing is to talk back at the station, but she’s already getting strange (and vaguely hateful) looks as is, so she might as well accept the invitation for now. Cut a deal, maybe? That seemed wise. A comfortable cell for a confession. “I suppose there’s no harm,” she offers. She’s still made of stone in terms of resolution — she knows what she suspects has to be true. It would be taken casually; she really just would ask him if he knew anything about the disappearances.

Mostly because she has no solid proof as of yet, no evidence, just hunches that are almost endlessly obvious to her. She wasn’t going to let him get behind her.

"After you."

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If he should turn around at all, she'd extend her badge to show that she means business, say he's suspected for the disappearances of several individuals in the area.

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Yeah, she was going with her gut on this one. Sure to keep at least a few bodies between the two of them yet have him linger in her peripheral vision as she pretended to window shop, she had oped to tail the man.  Her mistake, really.

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OFFLINE, but lurking. just really not in the mood to do anything, guys.

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ignisleaena

"You seem to have had issues assuming a human form."

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And that resulted in a very angry look from the hybrid in question. ”Uh, pardon me?” 

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It simply points to either side of its head, as if pointing at the pair of ears. Apparently Zekrom has no sense of what is okay and not okay.

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offline; kind of in an off mood now, so

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This person - whatever they were - was toying with them, now. Ash didn’t like that one bit. “Fine, then! Are you a Pokemon? If you know anything about what happened to Pikachu, then I wanna hear it!” A Pokemon appearing as a human wasn’t unheard of ; there was the case of Zorua, and while it was considerably less heard of, he’d known Latias to be able to change itself into a human shape as well. 

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"Yes. You might be better off asking for my name, though, wouldn't you?" An eyebrow is arched and it rests one hand on a hip, clearly losing some degree of patience with the male. What it could do is reveal its true from now, but that might cause a panic among anyone who happened to be passing through the trees. Plus, there's a chance it could hit its head on a branch and make a fool of itself, too. So, the less than subtle hint might be for the best.

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"The only one who can understand a Pokemon is… Another Pokemon!" Well, unless you were some really strange human. But if that was true, why would they ask that!? "Hey, hold on! Just who are you, then, anyway?"

Pikachu awaited an answer as well, growing increasingly suspicious. This person really sounded like they knew something Ash and Pikachu didn’t. And if it had anything to do with this… Well, he sure as heck wanted to know! 

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"Warm," it comments, a small smirk touching its lips for the first time. What a source of amusement. "You're asking the wrong questions, though. That lets me be vague-- for example, I could confirm that I'm inhuman and not say anything else."

A couple of paces brings it closer to the two. "Be more specific and I can assure you you'll get the answers you seem to desire." It's not hard, really-- the dragon isn't demanding that they name it, after all, it's just telling them to be more specific.

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"Wait… How’d you understand, Pikachu?" Both brows raised, widened eyes turned on the stranger. Sure, he’d met a talking Meowth, and he could understand Pikachu himself if he wanted to, but how common was that? something was unusual about this person. 

"We’d love to find another storm cloud, but yeah, we haven’t seen any! To tell ya the truth, I’ve never seen anything like that one." Only the storm that gathered over the Orange Islands years ago came close. "But if that happens, I’m sure Pikachu could handle it!" 

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"I'll answer your question with another one-- what can understand a pokemon? Surely not much, unless they have a knack for interpreting cries or they're indeed inhuman themselves." What a massive shitlord. Wow. Bemused, it stares at the bewildered male. This is something it had missed since its last Hero-- the ability to toy with humans and watch their interesting reactions, and it was quite enjoying itself in all honesty.

Besides, this was nothing new to it-- the form was new, of course, but anything else; understanding the speech of other pokemon and preferring conversation with them? All something it was familiar with more than anything else.

Honestly, this whole mystery could be solved should it be asked its name; it only had one after all.

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"That musta been it. It’s happened to Pikachu before." Back in the Hoenn region.. Maybe it was a similar case? "When we first got here, a big storm showed up out of the sky, and a big lightning bolt came down and hit Pikachu. I thought I saw a Pokemon up in those clouds… We were told it was some kind of legendary Pokemon." It would be hard to find it, then, wouldn’t it? "The two of us want to find it. But that’ll probably take a while. We’ll do our best, for now!"

"Pikachu!" The mouse agreed, equally adamant about regaining his strength. "I wouldn’t worry about that. Ash has always been careful to put his Pokemon first!" He trusted his trainer with all of his heart. It hadn’t yet occurred to him that the other understood him, but as always, he spoke his mind regardless.

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"It's endearing that you trust him so," it offers, expression serious if not a little bit blank as it listens to itself being described, before its attention turns to the trainer. "Try electrocuting hhim once more, or perhaps chasing storm clouds. It's been clear as of late, though, hasn't it?" The tone passing its lips is intentionally musing, as if to feign curiosity in matters it knew well. Is Zek just fucking with them now, though? Yes. Yes it most definitely is, and it's probably for the sake of provoking. "Any electric type ought to be able to withstand a spark or two, after all." This is offered from recent experience after all-- the worst it suffered was excess electricity, which had been discharged without issue. On the other hand, though, there's a clear power difference here as well.

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"Hey, Pikachu’s totally strong!" Ash spouted, seeming rather sure of this before deflating, a look exchanged between the trainer and his Pokemon. "…At least he used to be. Something happened to him recently, and he lost a lot of his power! But if you met us before we came to Unova, you’d see!" He insisted in what seemed like a sort of desperate boast. Oddly enough, though, he was telling the truth.

"Pika…" He nodded along. Of course he’d be willing to battle as he was! But hearing that his attack was weak certainly didn’t feel too good. Especially when he’d worked so hard for what he’d become to help Ash back at the Indigo League. They had an awfully long road ahead of them to get back to that. 

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It knows full well it could remedy this, considering the fact that the strike itself had been something akin to a pissier moment on its part -- fuck that particular pokemon and trainer right there, for the most part. Perhaps some childish show of interest from so high up? Something still seemed interesting about the individual, pokemon aside. It couldn't quite put a finger or claw on it, though, and that left the legendary mildly dismayed. A moment of thought tells Zekrom that it would help provided the trainer found out its true identity.

That should be plenty of time to get to know the two as well, for the sake of sating some curiosity that it couldn't really rightfully shake. Curiosity did kill the purrloin, though-- caution would need to be exercised. "Maybe it came in contact with too much power." The comment is offhand more than anything, though hinting. "I would refrain from pushing it too hard.

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"Oh, uh… Sorry!" Ash quickly apologized, placing his hands in front of him. That was pretty embarrassing. That was the second time he’d accidentally hit someone while in Unova! Not exactly a streak he was looking to make. "…And hey, Pikachu’s not a rat!"

"Pika Pika…" The mouse seconded his trainer’s defense, giving the other a look before putting his pride aside. "Pika, Pikachu. Pika!" ("Sorry about that, though. We didn’t see you there!") 

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"Mouse, then. And it’s… Fine." It’s only then that it seems to realize that it was looking at the pokemon as it said that— as if it had answered the pokemon rather than the trainer. Whoops. Something tells Zekrom that keeping things secret is going to be harder than this, even if it had wanted to see them from closer. "As for Pikachu," it starts, seeming to think over words carefully. "It isn’t strong. Easy to short out."

How would he take that, Zekrom wondered. Would he react badly, with embarrassment, or anger? It’s been somewhere north of a thousand years, and it could use some form of conflict at this point in time. In fact, it almost ached for it, the boredom had been so incredibly vast.

Then again, Zekrom considered the possibility that it might be challenged to a battle, and it would have to admit that it had no pokemon, being one itself. Then again, the second he pulled out a pokeball it would probably give a pretty obvious indicator— while going inside while strong was completely choice-based and it probably wouldn’t need to worry in this state, the reaction is a knee-jerk one.

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"Who invited you?"

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ignisleaena

"You seem to have had issues assuming a human form."

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My Muse lost a bet to Your's and now Your Muse can make Mine do one task, Whatever Your Muse desires, and My Muse has no say against it. They Must do whatever Your Muse wants, and it can range to anything from; a Lap-dance to Building Your Muse a Shrine in their Image, Send "My Wish is Your Command" along with the Deed that must be Done and My Muse will DO IT!

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