[ I would like to see your PHD/Masters in being a Japanese military strategist from the past/and or other worlds, please.
Were there that many when he set off on his grand tree adventure? Surely not, but other than squinting at the sight it's not like there's much he can do (or would want to) about it.
There's the one lothlo still picking away at the few huskberries of the plant that's mingled with the tree to even reach up to that point, like a cobweb tangled up. ] Remember to share!
[ Greedy! But it doesn't seem to mind being out of range of the berries when Red leans down to reach into the pocket only filled with Charizard's pokéball, leaning again to get his balance back and then grabbing a handful of his already picked huskberries to scatter with a throw off not directly towards the lower lothlo, but a little to their side.
Thankfully they like the idea of playing catch, and with them mostly distracted he throws out in the other direction far from them, with a good morning call: ] Okay, come on out, Charizard!
[ With the same light that had absorbed him in the other day the ball springs out to release it, Charizard's shape coming together in the air -- and then dropping with a loud crash, feet first. The lothlo are going to hear that, as well as the yawning roar that follows and the flapping of the pokémon's wings, but other than looking other to them when he takes in his surroundings after spotting Red upward (back with the ball in hand), he's not put off by the sight of them. Seeing new creatures is just a part of being with Red. ]
Catch! [ But pay attention, Charizard! Red throws down one of the ping pong-sized berries, which Charizard swallows down with a snap of his jaws. ] What do you think?
[ The answer is another roar, which seems to be a fine answer enough when Red throws down another- ] Here, have another! Wait, leave this one for the other guys!
[ Which is going to be a gnelit fruit, to see if it's alright. Probably going to be better to feed Charizard too. ]
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Were there that many when he set off on his grand tree adventure? Surely not, but other than squinting at the sight it's not like there's much he can do (or would want to) about it.
There's the one lothlo still picking away at the few huskberries of the plant that's mingled with the tree to even reach up to that point, like a cobweb tangled up. ] Remember to share!
[ Greedy! But it doesn't seem to mind being out of range of the berries when Red leans down to reach into the pocket only filled with Charizard's pokéball, leaning again to get his balance back and then grabbing a handful of his already picked huskberries to scatter with a throw off not directly towards the lower lothlo, but a little to their side.
Thankfully they like the idea of playing catch, and with them mostly distracted he throws out in the other direction far from them, with a good morning call: ] Okay, come on out, Charizard!
[ With the same light that had absorbed him in the other day the ball springs out to release it, Charizard's shape coming together in the air -- and then dropping with a loud crash, feet first. The lothlo are going to hear that, as well as the yawning roar that follows and the flapping of the pokémon's wings, but other than looking other to them when he takes in his surroundings after spotting Red upward (back with the ball in hand), he's not put off by the sight of them. Seeing new creatures is just a part of being with Red. ]
Catch! [ But pay attention, Charizard! Red throws down one of the ping pong-sized berries, which Charizard swallows down with a snap of his jaws. ] What do you think?
[ The answer is another roar, which seems to be a fine answer enough when Red throws down another- ] Here, have another! Wait, leave this one for the other guys!
[ Which is going to be a gnelit fruit, to see if it's alright. Probably going to be better to feed Charizard too. ]