IC CONTACT

[blueser]

"Hello... Whatever... Don't worry about me. I'm doing peachy over here! I was just looking for something to do! Wanna battle me again?"

[telepathy | Pidgeot-mail]

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[blueser]

[Blue scrutinizes the Pokémon for another moment more before, feeling a little silly, he speaks up.] Was that your voice? ...Are you a Psychic-type?

[Not as strange as it could be, considering, except that he's suddenly come to the lucid realization that this isn't real... Unless the whole of Empatheias was the thing that wasn't real, but within a dream and already confused, he isn't quite equipped to start spiraling down that Bunnelby hole.]

[He's a little embarrassed that the Pokémon heard such vulnerably honest words from him, but not as badly as he would be with another human. People were the ones that never understood... But there's still something familiar about this Pokémon's appearance that makes him pause, still staring dumbly at him as he tries to come to grips with it in the fog of dream. Psychic... A Psychic-type, violet, a little feline-like.... He decides to try reaching out again.]

What's your name?