☆66.5☆ [Fourth Wall]

[tearsofademon]

[So someone has decided to make a fort of blankets and pillows in the corner of the bedroom, and despite a certain Clefairy tugging at his pant leg to try and get him to come out, he's not budging.]

No way, Rose! Every time this happens, I get buried in crap or something else bothersome happens! I'm just gonna wait it out until everything calms down, and nothing annoying's gonna happen.

[Care to glitch into his room and prove him wrong?]

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[secretofthefox]

[At least it's not the 'directly in your head' type of telepathy and more of an 'I am projecting my thoughts like sound' type? He's a fox, okay.

(And honestly he's so inexperienced he'll most likely only really notice if you two are having a disagreement, so.)

But the two of them will turn (or, well, the boy will turn, the fox will also turn his head but his positioning is more dependent on his human at the moment) when they hear somebody there. And the boy will smile cheerfully when he sees another person, at least, so.]

Ah, well, I've got one explanation in mind, but one of us'd usually remember the lead up if it was that... But yeah, pretty much.

[dreamsofahero]

*well, given that this is one of the few days of the year that you know who gets to have ANY presence, yeah let's just say a disagreement isn't entirely impossible*

It seems to be a regular occurrence here at this time of year. Fortunately, it's also typically quite temporary.

[secretofthefox]

...Wait, so this isn't something an Echo's doing...?

[since heart games aren't really a typical yearly occurrence for anyone, he hopes anyway, and you'd think a regular game wouldn't have this setup...]

[dreamsofahero]

I'd assume not. For that matter, I can probably safely say that you aren't in the same world as you were before entirely.

[secretofthefox]

A different world? But how? I thought the Reapers...

[Oddly, he doesn't seem at all shocked to find out that different worlds are a thing, if nothing else.]

Maybe they haven't gotten here yet?

But then how are we here? Our mirror's still got a ways to go, we shouldn't be able to leave.

[dreamsofahero]

I don't know what you're thinking of, but while we aren't certain what causes people to appear here, it's entirely possible that it's something here that's causing it.

[secretofthefox]

...Guess it wouldn't be the first time something's messed with what Queen Estelle set up.

[There's definitely something about that that ticks him off.

But then it's back to the derp smile.]

Well, whether I get it or not. Is this your place, then? Sorry to just barge in like this.

[dreamsofahero]

*well that's an interesting remark and reaction, though Sion won't do more than make mental note of it for now*

It is, yes. And there's no need to apologize; it was hardly your fault, after all.

[secretofthefox]

Well, yeah, but still.

Anyway, I'm Sol. And this is Fiere.

Hi.

[dreamsofahero]

Sion Astal. It's a pleasure to meet you, circumstances notwithstanding.

[secretofthefox]

Same here.

...So, what world is this, then?

[dreamsofahero]

Well, to be perfectly honest, I'm not certain whether the world as a whole has a particular name, but the region we're in is called Johto.

[secretofthefox]

Johto... Never heard of it, but I guess that's not a surprise.

[dreamsofahero]

*nods*

I never had, either. Nor the "pokemon" creatures that inhabit this place, for that matter.

[secretofthefox]

[...now "Pokemon" is a word he knows, oddly enough.]

Woah, seriously? There are Pokemon here?

[dreamsofahero]

Well, yes? You're familiar with them...?

[secretofthefox]

A little. The Echoes sometimes bring some into their games. And Sparrow's apparently from a world full of them.

[dreamsofahero]

I see... Well, they can be found quite literally everywhere here.

[secretofthefox]

That must make things interesting, huh.

[dreamsofahero]

"Interesting" is one way to put it...

[secretofthefox]

What, they can't be that bad, right?

...Tan, just because you don't burn doesn't mean most people can ride those horses.

[dreamsofahero]

Try taking care of one of them, let alone a half-dozen...

*...Fiere's interjection earns a sudden glance, though; Sion's still not precisely comfortable with things that can talk in his head, though perhaps it can just be shrugged off as surprise or such?*

[secretofthefox]

...I guess half a dozen would need a lot of energy to keep up with.

[Fiere will droop a little, though.]

Why does everyone always find it weird that I can talk...?

[dreamsofahero]

Exactly.

*...and whoops, you weren't supposed to notice that, he must be slipping*

Well, I can't say that sort of thing is precisely common where I'm from...

[secretofthefox]

[He's an observant fox who's also seen it a lot.]

I guess...

Hey, you're just unique. That's nothing to be ashamed of, Fiere.