seasonsrpg | 01 Shopping!

WHO: Fords and whoever comes across him
WHAT: Wandering the city like a curious cat and not touching anyone like an idiot.
WHEN: Before the 4th wall.
WHERE:The Mall
WARNINGS: None yet

[Arriving]
Well Dick Fords had been in the city for a few days now and it was high time to get some essentials, clothes food whatever else he can think off, and since he didn’t know this city very well yet he figured the mall was the best place to start. To bad he felt like he was starting to feel under the weather but he figured that a whole knew world meant a whole bunch of bugs to catch and there wasn’t much he could do about that except see if this Mall had some cold meds, or a vet.
Well first things first he guessed.

“Now where’s the mall’s map?” He asked himself looking around, the tip of his crooked tail curling into what almost looked like a question mark.

[Clothes Shopping]
The clothes shop hadn’t been hard to find so there were already a few shirts in Dick’s trolley, all solid colours. Along with some leather cleaner, just because he had stolen his leather jacket didn’t mean he wasn’t going to look after it now that he had the means too. Currently however he was looking at some trousers frowning. Of course they had no tail holes.

“I wonder how hard it would be to fix these?” He muttered to himself. Not realising that this world was far more accommodating than he was used too and if he just asked someone they could probably direct him to a shop with more appropriate pants or a tailor.

[UFO Catchers]
Dick took two looks at the UFO catchers and for a moment he figured why not, but then he realised he could feel… excitement? Coming from one of the machines. Like something, or maybe a lot of something’s were waiting for someone to win them.

“….No, knowing my luck the machine is excited because it wants to mug me.”

The whole telepathic thing should have run out by now but it least it warned him that something creepy was going on over there before giving up the ghost.

[Vending Machine corner]
Now these machines seem better, so much better that Dick had already grabbed a tuna-melt from one. What happened by the UFO catchers had triggered a headache and he was hoping eating something would make it go away. But as he was eating he couldn’t help but notice one machine in particular.

“Who the fuck gets an engagement ring from a vending machine?”

[UH OH]
Dick had finished shopping for clothes and whatever else might catch his eye and had just started grabbing some groceries when he found himself somewhere else. It didn’t look that different but somehow it had a much less comfortable vibe, even the air smelt a fraction staler.

“Hey uh-” Dick tried to get the attention of the first person he saw only for them to give him a look that made the fur on the back of his neck started to stand on end. His previous headache was coming back too. Great.

“Sorry don’t worry about it, I mistook you for someone else.”

The guy gave him a sneer and walked off. He wasn’t muttering under his breath but, even though he didn’t want to, Dick could still catch the nasty thoughts running through the guy’s head as he went off to some meeting Dick didn’t want to know about.

Shit, he knew the bad side of town when he stuck his foot in it. Time to keep his head down and try and find his own way out then.

[Wildcard]
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Luckily, Dick didn't need to wonder for long about what was so excited. Nine had decided to pop through the mall to buy a few things and happened to stop and give the machine a once-over. His metal tails unfurled supporting him high enough to comfortably play the game, and revealing that he actually had two tails naturally. Weird guy, huh?

It wasn't hard to score a ball, no sense that the machine was rigged to make people fail, and soon he was turning it over in his hands. When he pressed the button, the ball expanded, and another made it pop open. A burst of white light escaped, forming into what looked like a happy little, blue crocodile.

"Huh..."

Dick spotted the fox heading towards the UFO catchers and considered stopping him, but what was he meant to say? 'Hey Kid those machines give off creepy vibes stay away from them?' Yeah he could say that if he wanted to sound like a crazy person. Besides the kid looked like he might be part robot himself with those tails he could probably look after himself.

That didn't stop him from hanging around however, he was a cat after all and curiosity was getting the better of him. He watched as the kid one a ball easily. Huh, so maybe the balls were the trap and not the machine? Or maybe it was just being sneaky, since the mall would probably cordon the machines off if it was obvious it was bad news. Then came the flash and then the kid was suddenly holding a crocodile. The fuck?

Finally Dick walked up to the kid. "Uh sorry but... Did that machine give you a crocodile? Wow... and I thought fairgrounds giving away pet fish were a bad idea."

Nine didn't answer right away, lowering back to the ground so his tails folded back together. He looked from the croc to the ball and then back again, clearly putting some pieces together. Namely the possible tech in the ball. He pressed the button again and the ball shot a beam of red light from the ball, transforming the croc into that same light and drawing it back inside.

"Apparently so."

Dick winced, That looked like it sould have hurt, being sucked in with a red laser looking light. He didn't feel any distress from the ball though, just, confusion.

"So... what you gonna do with it?"

"Probably reverse engineer it."

Nine released the Pokemon again, and it blinked, clearly confused. "No idea what to do with this though." He recalled it again, looking thoughtful. "I'm not sure if this is some kind of pet, or what." He released it again, and this time it stood on one hand, clearly showing off.

"It's the little guy I was talking about." Dick explained with a frown, only to blink with suprise at the little guy in question pulling a hand stand when he reappeared. "Well... at least he's in good humour."

He certainly felt happy enough. Dick crouched down by the pokemon. "So... I don't suppose you can talk can you?"

"Well, you got your answer."

Nine listened while studying the ball, mostly interested in it. The Totodile looked up at Dick and opened his mouth. Totodile! Toto toto toto dile. Dile! Todile! Clearly the answer was yes, and he had a lot to say, but good luck understanding hime Dick. He was indeed relieved and in good spirits though.

"Ugh, I guess translator is now on my list." Even if he ends up making it just for himself.

"You're answer was you don't know what you were gonna do with him."Dick grumbled. "Although...I guess that's fair, how were you meant to know there was a little guy in one of these balls."

"So...Totodile Toto?" He said to the Totodile in a hopeful tone of voice mostly to see his reaction before he's distratced by Nine's gumbling.

"A translator? You say that like you can whip one up like 'that'." Dick snapps his fingers

Dile!

The Pokemon pulled a bit of a face at Dick's attempt, but it was more of a "Wow, that sucked" rather than being upset. Nine snorted, a smug look crossing his face. "Because I can. It's not that big of a project."

"Really?" Dick tilted his had to the side clearly looking at the robot tails. "Next you'd be telling me you made those extra tails yourself."

While the words suggested he didn't think Nine could have made them the tone dick used implied the question 'So did you?'

Nine just quirked an eyebrow at the unasked question hidden behind a skeptical statement...though his tails returned to their closed position as soon as Dick looked. Seemed Nine preferred to keep the two real tails out of sight. "First, why would that be so unbelievable? Second, when you have a question just ask it. Implying questions potentially wastes both our times. But yeah. I made them myself.

The Totodile simply plopped down where it was, watching the two of them talk.

Dick blinks when Nine calls him out like that.

"...I'm sorry, double talk like that is safer where I'm from." Dick shrugged tail flicking a little.

"I'll try to be a bit more candid. I was doubtful because kids in my world don't usually have the education and resorces needed to make something like that. Especially kids that aren't human."

"Well I appreciate you saying what you mean. Not doing that leaves things open to be misunderstood or not thought through," Nine said simply. He placed a hand on his hip, not relaxing but not taking offense to the idea that someone like him wouldn't be able to.

"Back to the point though, the world I was from is mostly people like us. I happen to be more intelligent and resourceful than most people...as a necessity." It wasn't as boastful as was a fact of Nine's life. "So yeah, I designed, developed, and installed my tails myself."

"Well I would say your world sounds better than mine but if you need to be this smart and resourceful it might not be all it's cracked up to be."

"Depends on how married you are to sunlight, fun, and freedom." It's a bad joke, but it's also true. "I wouldn't personally recommend it though, no."

"You might want to stay away from my world then. Sure we have sun, but Fun and freedom are just for the humans."

Dick huffed.

"I wonder if the spell that brought us here is aiming for those if us who come from less pleasant worlds so we'd be more likely to stay and fight for them."

"It's a possibility. But considering the fact they don't seem to have any control over who comes or stays, I don't that."

"Yeah... that makes sense."

Dick sighed leaning against the pokeball machine.

"Do you think, if we all stay long enough to fix this place, they might let us stay?"

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