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... Programmed...? [A questioning squeak from the Pikachu as he jumps from Red's shoulder and comes over to investigate.
Because seriously, what the heck, human.
But onto the other part of that.] Well, I don't think I'd blame them for being terrified.
[... Oh no, that's Charizard roaring in the background, what's going on now--oh he just... torched one of the other lizards. Okay. Okay, cool, Red's just going to turn back towards Arata.]
Arata's been watching the spectacle not far from them both - hiding behind a tree until he's finished his calculations and gathering his data. Once that's done, though... well, hopefully they don't mind an interruption, because he's speeding out and sliding that ball away from Gallade; stopping just to kick the ball on his knee and give her a cocky looking grin.
After that - well, it's time to show off, right? Which is just what he'll do! He kicks runs towards one of the goals, skillfully dribbling it, before taking it and himself up into the air for a shoot - one that Rosa's probably never seen in her life. That is - his foot seems to catch fire as he spins up in the air, the ball turning into a huge ball of flame as it streams into the goal. Fire tornado, anyone?
Well; I hope they're ready for a beating, because they won't escape me!
[SCOFFS. ... Oh - there's a... there's a thing at his feet. Hey there, Pikachu, have a look. Not a bad one or anything, just... well. He's never really seen a Pikachu before.]
Gallade jumps back in surprise at Arata's sudden appearance, stunned, and Rosa is almost a perfect mirror of the action.
Her jaw drops as she watches him dribble and shoot--and she's clearly not the only one impressed! Her team gathers around to stare in awe at the shoot. Rosa gives a low whistle as the ball hits the net--but immediately afterwards, there's an eruption of applause and cheering from the small crowd of seven that's now watching Arata.
And that's exactly what he wanted; at the applause he turns to face them all with the proudest damn look. ... He was well aware they seem to only have the basics down, but that just makes them easier to show off to.
Once the applause dies down, he finally speaks up. "You haven't been playing long at all, have you?"
"Hit the nail right on the head, I'm afraid. I've only been playing for a few days..." She and Gallade exchange a look. "If that. Up until recently, I just used to watch a professional team back home play." Rosa scratches the back of her head. "I've never had anyone to actually practice with except Excalibur here, and..." She turned to the Psychic-type briefly. "... no offense, buddy, but you're not exactly prime material to practice against, even if you're more humanoid than the others."
[Defense Scan's pretty useful off the field, huh? Arata's pretty curious himself though - he bends down, holding a hand out to Pikachu. Hey, buddy, don't mind a little investigating yourself.]
About 800 kilowatts, enough to power a house of four, assuming the average amount of power used.
"If you need practice, you'd need someone closer to your level; I could try, but that's a lot of skill dampening... I can't promise I'd help you improve!"
He does give the ball a soft kick though, passing it over to Rosa. It's better than nothing, right?
[Oh - so it's affectionate too... sure, okay, he'll give him some ear scritches.]
I've scanned him, so of course I can; but that's a lot of electricity for an animal to have... Most of the ones from my world would be charred to a crisp. What kind of animal is he anyway? A rabbit?
[... Or something. The hell kind of ears are those.]
He's called a Pikachu--animals from your world don't really exist in mine, you see. [He's learned that most worlds have non-Pokemon sort of animals rather than Pokemon. Pikachu leans into the scritches contentedly.]
Instead, we have Pokemon. They all have the potential for incredible power. [He quickly digs out his Pokedex and offers it to Arata.] This has more information than I do. It's not entirely complete, though. I haven't even filled out the Kanto Pokedex like my best friend has.
[Neat - he'll take it with his free hand then, scrolling through it for a minute or two before handing it back.]
... I've memorized what you do have; it's amazing! Training with one of your "Pokemon" might enhance my abilities far further than my coach's training...
I'll have to point you in my friend's direction if you want more information, then. [He chuckles.]
Yeah? I guess you can have at it, then. I'm sure they won't mind. Just be careful, though. Blastoise doesn't know his own strength and Charizard can get pretty carried away.
[Sorry, Pikachu, but Arata's already on his feet and running to meet that Charizard then - and by meet I mean running as fast as he can with a shout to try tackle it and see how steady it is on its feet.
I guess Red's owed an apology in that regard too. And Charizard.]
Charizard lets out a startled half-roar when he's tackled, but manages to stay standing, attempting to push Arata back. Whoa there, little human. Whoa.]
[... Well, at least Charizard has a warning this time! He stomps the ground a little and braces himself, ready to push back Arata when the boy charges!]
[This time, Arata won't let himself be pushed back - he digs his heel into the ground behind him as he pushes against the dragon Pokemon, trying his hardest to stay on his feet!
... Of course, he's not a dragon Pokemon himself, so it doesn't take long for him to topple backward.]
... Hahhh... This is great - what else can you do!?
[He's hopped right back onto his feet now, raring to go!]
Green almost falls for it before Red irritates him yet again. "Look, shut up, okay? Shut up. I've never wanted to talk to you, so what the fuck makes you think I'd start now?"
Crimson eyes narrow at Green's words. When Red speaks again, his tone is still even, but surprisingly clipped--the tone he takes with strangers and with the people he's angry with.
The tone that's so quiet, and yet for Red, nearly equivalent to a roar. "This isn't a case of wanting to talk; we need to talk. We are long overdue for a long, serious talk."
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