nostabbing | 004 | Goldenrod City

[It's late afternoon, it's eighty-six degrees and sunny, and here on a Goldenrod City park bench sits Parker with her hair pulled back in a ratty braid that dangles forgotten over one shoulder. She's basically commandeered the whole bench at this point, even though she's only occupying one small end of it; the rest remains wholly unusuable because it's covered in all manner of stuff, from Pokemon plushies to coin purses to potted plants to other odds and ends you might find at the prize counter of an arcade (and yes, there's a red-and-white Pokeball tucked away in there, too).

But despite the heaps of stuff (and the Poochyena in a fedora standing guard over it nearby, and the Vulpix with the diamond necklace for a collar sifting through it with interest), Parker doesn't seem particularly happy as she hangs out on the bench, silent but for the sound of the pencil scratching idly over the sketchpad propped against her knees. One word for her demeanor here might be "indifferent"; another few that could probably also fit would be "apathetic", "detached", "listless", or even just plain "bored".

Page by page, she's filling the sketchpad with drawings that, to all appearances, she couldn't care less about. Which might be more accurate a description than one might expect, really; this time, appearances aren't deceiving.

But eventually she sets the sketchpad aside, screws up her face for a ninety-second impromptu theater of Frustration: The Facial Expressions, and then reaches for her Gear to posit a burning question to the network: ]

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Hey, so.

How do you know when you like stuff?

[...What? IT'S A SERIOUS QUESTION. ಠ_ಠ ]

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[Oh, hmph that place B( It's a complete rip-off and he's not a gambling man anyway, despite wanting a particular Pokémon from there.]

Which one were you looking for?

I didn't want any of them! I was just playing the games and winning a lot.

I have one of these guys already, anyway. You know those little pink and blue dinosaur birds, Porygon? He's one of those.

[Internal screaming. Oh my Etro how does she end up with the one he wants ;A;]

Are you sure you don't want one? They're rare.

Really? Somebody left one in my PC like two months ago, and now I just got this other one.

[More like how does she end up with two of the one he wants, really.]

Porygons are only found in the Game Corners.

Well, now they're found in my computer, I guess.

...If you can't get them in the wild, though, then maybe I shouldn't let this one go. He might not know how to survive on his own or anything.

[Her computer must be magical.]

Or if having two will be too much, I can raise him instead.

[Smooth, Hope. Smooth.]

[Hey, sometimes being direct works.]

Really? You want him?

Yes.

Are you gonna take good care of him?

Yes I will.

...It might be a her. I didn't ask.

Okay. But you better let me know how he or she's doing. All the time. And you better take good care of him or her or I'm gonna come and take him back. Got it?

Of course.

You may even call me if you want to check up on him. Just not at awkward times of the day.

What's an awkward time of the day?

1AM to 10AM

...Okay.

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