envy_the_sinners: (dammit.)
The small, violet cats that fell out of the sky in September... Is there a species name for them, yet?

[Yes, he's talking about the Pokémon who accidentally blasted him into a wall a couple of months ago. Scar's tone is thoughtful. Truth be told, he's a bit worried about her. Keshet is jumpy, nervous, and very reserved.]

The one who grew attached to me was heavily shaken from whatever it was that brought them here, and she doesn't seem to have recovered from it. She is hesitant to use her abilities and doesn't seem comfortable with her situation regardless of what I do.

[And yes, he's looking for Pokétherapy advice.]

I'm... not certain how to help.
envy_the_sinners: (that was my favorite shirt)
[The voice that comes over the feed is sounding even more surly than usual, today...]

I am looking for a remedy for skuntank spray. Anything potentially helpful would be appreciated. Simple washing does not seem to be working.

[See, children? The ill effects of not forwarding that chain letter. Tsk tsk.

...Are those bees buzzing in the background?]
envy_the_sinners: (You're talking like a Peanuts adult.)
[action: goldenrod restaurant, may 6]
[That afternoon, Scar can be found looking particularly sorry for himself. Sure, he's usually bitter and angry and unapproachable... But right now, he's just plain miserable.

He's been hanging around in Goldenrod since before the carnival, lingering by the breeding center as his Skitty egg incubates. If something manages to go wrong, he wants be near people who know what they're doing. At the moment, though, he's sitting at the table of a small, outdoor restaurant, talking into his Pokégear.]


...Yeah.

[He closes it and sets it aside. His Zangoose and Teddiursa are both sitting with him, looking concerned. Yaminah, the Teddiursa, jumps into his lap, and he reaches to pat her on the head. Things really are much more bearable, with them around.]

[voice, may 7]
[Scar is in an unusually good mood, and it's obvious in his voice to anyone who's already spoken the guy for any length of time. This is a huge change from yesterday. His Skitty has just hatched (FINALLY) and he's... excited about it. Or, at least, as excited as Scar ever gets about anything.

He does need some advice, though.]


I'm assuming hand-raising a Pokémon is different from training one that was caught from the wild.

[The soft mews of the young Skitty can be heard in the background.]

How much constant attention and care does a baby Pokémon require, exactly? Is it more similar to raising a dog?

[A valid question, Scar thinks, given the obvious intelligence of Pokémon. The way they bond and how they communicate is almost frighteningly human.]

[action: goldenrod public area, may 7]
[In a much better mood than yesterday, Scar can be found with his three Pokémon, Miriam the Skitty being the newest addition to the team. The baby Pokémon is slightly unsteady on her feet, and just figuring out her attacks. She's working with Zangoose and Teddiursa, chattering and playing and occasionally breaking for naps and food

...And frequently running off to greet strangers and collect flowers.]

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