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[The feed flips on to show a man holding a brush in one hand and a young Shinx in his lap. Both of them appear to have been freshly bathed, with the damp Shinx swaddled in one of Cherrygrove Inn's warm, fluffy towels. When all of her wriggling and protesting comes to naught, she just lies there in her towel burrito and seethes. York, on the other hand, has found that shops in this world do, apparently, sell hair product for humans, and he couldn't be happier. He's fixed his hair for the first time in days. Life is wonderful.

Not that vanity's necessarily the reason he hasn't introduced himself to the PokéConnect community at large yet. It's just. You know. Coincidence.]

Good morning, people. And Pokémon, too, of course, can't forget you guys. For those of you I haven't spoken to yet, I'm York, I'm one of your more recent unwitting transplants to sunny Johto. Or, well, partially cloudy Johto, anyway. How about that weather, huh?

[The temperature has dropped literally twenty degrees in the five days since he got here, oh my god, why. Being caught out on the road in yesterday's rainstorm sucked. Now he's warm and dry and comfortable in a clean shirt a couple sizes too big for him (and he's not exactly a small man). Really, what could be better than being alive here and now?

He rubs the Shinx's fur drier, unwraps her, and then holds her still before she can escape so he can brush the tangles out. She mewls fussily, but his hands are steady, and eventually she relaxes--if mutinously--into the attention. He chuckles a little.]

But okay, I'm not actually here to make small talk. I got a question for you folks.

[He turns the PokéGear with the back of his brush to show another Pokémon, an Elgyem, bundled up in a blanket on the bed, fast asleep.]

Can someone tell me more about Psychic Pokémon? [He goes back to brushing.] I get that they read minds--Delta Two there communicates with me all the time--but she doesn't use words so it's hard to get more...complicated ideas across, sometimes. I was wondering, can you train them to talk? Or do other things? These guys are obviously a lot more intelligent than the animals back on my Earth, so I guess you could say I'm curious about what they can do.

[The Shinx's eyes are half-closed now as York brushes away. Someone's a sleepy baby.]

'Preciate your time. Over and out.

((Action also available for Cherrygrove, where he can be found at the inn or browsing the PokéMart stock.))

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[Empress, of course, refuses to be left on the floor by herself. The bed's just a wee bit high to jump; the edge hits her about her middle and she clings for a second before dragging herself up to lie across York's ankles.

York just waits for a moment and then laughs, low and easy.]

How is Wash still alive. How are any of them still alive.

It's hard work, huh? Looking good, staying competitive in the market.

[He's pretty small compared to big old space Marines.]

What about Naminé? I don't think I've met her yet.

Somehow, they manage well together. They're... Pretty admirable as a team.

[She watches Empress struggle and then settle down, chuckling a little. Her own low tone warms up enough to match York's.]

You'd be so surprised to see him, now. He's gotten... Unpredictable, in some ways.

[He knows way too many tall people....]

We're from the same world. She's just like me. We're... twins.

[It's easier to say that then explain the whole Nobodies from the same heart thing.]

Our Wash? You know, I'm not sure how to picture that.

[He can tell from Carolina's voice that it's not a bad thing, but... The last time he'd talked to Washington, the guy had been nervous about his upcoming AI implantation, and, well.

They both know how that went.]

It would be more competitive if there was more idols... I'm the only one in both regions! So I get a lot of airtime on TV. I just need to make new commercials every few weeks.

Ohh, huh.

[York nods as if he has any idea what he's talking about.]

My good friend, he's a twin, too.

[Empress, bored, climbs out of York's arms to drape herself along his shoulders and watch Vivi and Belle from her new, higher vantage point. York steadies her gently with one hand.]

You get along with her? Your sister, I mean.

I don't meet a lot of twins.

[Like Belle cares about vantage points. Being down on the ground makes it easier to protect her trainer and little mouse friend.]

Yeah. She's in Kanto right now with some friends. I'd... go be with her, but I want to see all of Johto. So I'm hoping she comes here so I can see her again.

I imagine he has to be, with friends like the Reds and Blues.

[Really, York, they are SUCH TROUBLE.

But almost as if she can tell what's on York's mind, she mentions--]

Still, in some ways... He's the same old Wash. Screamed like a baby during a mission when he thought I was gonna drop him.

I don't know much about horses either, funny enough... [ His hand pat-pats at her shiny, cream-colored coat. ]

My brother and I used to bother the animals at the farms near our houses. We never had any "big" pets of our own. I'm playing it by ear. [ Agnes wriggles where she is kept to him under his other arm and drops to the ground with a deft thump. She gets up, stands, and just looks at York's shin. No harm done. ]

It's hard to do the whole animal-lover thing in my line of work. [ Lockon laments with a sigh and shrugs his shoulders. ] I grew up faster than I had to. I didn't have the time when I was a kid either.

I do. It's somewhat more low stress than being a Trainer in my opinion because you're not expected to battle, and as long as you have a decent breeding pool and they don't hate each other, it's a steady source of income if you can't find any other work.

... Though I work at a bakery, so I'm not exactly hurting for money. Even less so since my travel companion has left.

It's not a cop-out, it's pleading the fifth.

Pleading the fifth is the definition of a cop-out. You just don't want to tell me how awesome I am. I'm hurt, man, how can you hold out on me like this?

You're right, I'm ashamed because I can't compare to your incredible handsomeness and bad boyish good looks.

There we go. And my kickass-ness. But give yourself due credit, dude; it's hard to live with such untamed majesty, I don't know how you do it.

I try to make sure to carry enough humility for the both of us.

[North. Dual-wielding sniper rifles is not humble.]

'Humility.'

[He rubs his chin.]

Nah, never saw much point in that. You can keep it.

...Okay, I know this has nothing to do with Pokémon, but why exactly were they messing with your head?

[That's kinda weird, dude, and it sorta trumps the whole discussion on Psychic types considerably. Other worlds are nifty.]

Annnddd now I'm right back to sounding crazy, because I volunteered.

[He sighs.]

Look, we were having a genocidal alien problem, and the project was hoping to find a solution. I was a soldier, I thought I was helping. I don't really want to get more into it than that.

[York watches Agnes, then looks down at Empress. Since the Shinx looks calm enough for now, he risks setting her down next to the Espurr. Rather than burst into challenge right away, Empress sniffs Agnes cautiously, apparently confused by her. Uh. Everything.]

Yeah. I couldn't exactly keep pets where I last was, either.

[He carefully avoids asking about Lockon's past. Growing up too fast...York can make some guesses about what that might mean, but it's none of his business, and Lockon will talk about it if he wants to.]

And definitely not when I was running around in space. One soldier has even the possibility of allergies aboard a Light Frigate? Nobody gets to have any fun. One of our guys had to leave his cats behind, kept pictures of 'em in his locker.

Ahh. Expensive friend?

[York sort of knows how that goes.]

[He laughs. He can practically hear Wash now, even after all these years.]

Did you? Drop him, I mean.

[They've all jumped off 110-story skyscrapers with her, surely he would have been fine, Freelancers are hard to kill (and yet ninety-six percent of them are dead).]

[Fine by Empress. Clearly it just means she reigns supreme over all the light touches.]

Yeah. I know the feeling.

[York's voice is gentler, a bit.]

Sometimes, when you wait, things have a way of coming back to you when you least expect them.

Whoa, nice. So you get to maintain your career even here? I woulda thought they'd have their own home-grown stars, too, 'stead of relying on us random imports.

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