Maybe they figured out how to convert everything to particles or data or something. Like when they turned the kid into a TV-size person in that Willy Wonka movie? Nic gestured, glancing over at the computer then back at Worick with a long-suffering sigh.
It was a nice world. They both knew that meant they didn't belong there. Still, what was the harm in poking around more? A little travel, at least until fate pulled them towards another fancy space hole. They should probably leave as soon as they found one, but they weren't exactly causing any real trouble. Even so, Nic's expression said clearly how uncomfortable he was. Too much sunshine and rainbows.
Show me how it works in a minute, the Tag signed, distracted and ignoring Joy's questions as he turned away and paced over to look down on a couple of pre-teens hovering over a handheld computer device.
"Huh?" one of them mumbled, noting the shadow over their screen before looking up at....not the prettiest of faces. At least he wasn't growling or grimacing. He just looked mildly confused.
"Uh...can...can I help you...mister?" one of the children asked, the young girl. The boy tried to puff up and look tougher than a cotton ball, but Nic wasn't there for trouble. He just pointed at the device and arched a brow.
"What, the Pokedex?" the girl asked, glancing at the boy and shrugging before tilting it for all of them to see. "You don't have one?" she observed and Nic shook his head, pulling open the sides of his coat to show that he had virtually nothing.
"Whaaaaaat? What kinda trainer ain't got a Pokedex? You ain't even got Pokemon?"
"Be nice, Devon! His Pokemon could be in the hospital right now! what if they're hurt?" the girl chided, the boy deflating visibly. Nic just shrugged and nodded, going along with whatever they said.
"But no Pokedex, huh?" the girl mused, tucking hers away. Everyone had them in the hospital, Nic had noticed, and that meant he and Worick probably ought to as well. "What happened to yours?" Nic shook his head and gestured vaguely. Nothing in particular, he just found that if you made a gesture with no meaning, people tended to assign it whatever meaning they were most attuned to.
"Someone stole it?!" the girl gasped, and Nic glanced over at Worick. Apparently stealing was a problem in this world. More common than average, anyway. For the girl he nodded slowly.
"Oh goodness, that's awful!"
"Yeah. Tough luck man, geez. Well, see you lat--OW. GEEZ PENELOPE!" the boy cried out when the girl slapped the back of his head.
"Stop being so rude Devon! Gosh!" the girl and the boy argued briefly, but in the end, Nic got the most important info - head a little further down the path and the Professor was in town. He would have Pokedexs and maybe even Pokemon, if you didn't have any already. Worick didn't, so maybe Pokedexs and Pokemon were a good idea? Nic couldn't really say, but he managed to grate out some verbal gratitude before retreating to Worick's side, finally socially exhausted. He didn't want to talk anymore, he didn't want to communicate with anyone other than the one-eyed blonde. He wanted his stupid ball, a drink and some sleep, but the day was still young, it seemed.
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It was a nice world. They both knew that meant they didn't belong there. Still, what was the harm in poking around more? A little travel, at least until fate pulled them towards another fancy space hole. They should probably leave as soon as they found one, but they weren't exactly causing any real trouble. Even so, Nic's expression said clearly how uncomfortable he was. Too much sunshine and rainbows.
Show me how it works in a minute, the Tag signed, distracted and ignoring Joy's questions as he turned away and paced over to look down on a couple of pre-teens hovering over a handheld computer device.
"Huh?" one of them mumbled, noting the shadow over their screen before looking up at....not the prettiest of faces. At least he wasn't growling or grimacing. He just looked mildly confused.
"Uh...can...can I help you...mister?" one of the children asked, the young girl. The boy tried to puff up and look tougher than a cotton ball, but Nic wasn't there for trouble. He just pointed at the device and arched a brow.
"What, the Pokedex?" the girl asked, glancing at the boy and shrugging before tilting it for all of them to see. "You don't have one?" she observed and Nic shook his head, pulling open the sides of his coat to show that he had virtually nothing.
"Whaaaaaat? What kinda trainer ain't got a Pokedex? You ain't even got Pokemon?"
"Be nice, Devon! His Pokemon could be in the hospital right now! what if they're hurt?" the girl chided, the boy deflating visibly. Nic just shrugged and nodded, going along with whatever they said.
"But no Pokedex, huh?" the girl mused, tucking hers away. Everyone had them in the hospital, Nic had noticed, and that meant he and Worick probably ought to as well. "What happened to yours?" Nic shook his head and gestured vaguely. Nothing in particular, he just found that if you made a gesture with no meaning, people tended to assign it whatever meaning they were most attuned to.
"Someone stole it?!" the girl gasped, and Nic glanced over at Worick. Apparently stealing was a problem in this world. More common than average, anyway. For the girl he nodded slowly.
"Oh goodness, that's awful!"
"Yeah. Tough luck man, geez. Well, see you lat--OW. GEEZ PENELOPE!" the boy cried out when the girl slapped the back of his head.
"Stop being so rude Devon! Gosh!" the girl and the boy argued briefly, but in the end, Nic got the most important info - head a little further down the path and the Professor was in town. He would have Pokedexs and maybe even Pokemon, if you didn't have any already. Worick didn't, so maybe Pokedexs and Pokemon were a good idea? Nic couldn't really say, but he managed to grate out some verbal gratitude before retreating to Worick's side, finally socially exhausted. He didn't want to talk anymore, he didn't want to communicate with anyone other than the one-eyed blonde. He wanted his stupid ball, a drink and some sleep, but the day was still young, it seemed.