there's something here from somewhere else

[natural_set]

(in which kex catches up on a lot of regains)

[action, park]

[It has been a very long time since N's checked his mail, so it's understandable that a thing or two has gone unnoticed. Four things, actually; three boxes and an envelope. He absconds with the whole lot off to the park, where he's set up a semi-permanent shelter beneath a tree, and settles in to inspect the contents.

The first is the envelope, and when he opens it there's no paper actually inside. It's pretty baffling, at least until Purrloin comes to settle in his lap and he hears something he hasn't heard in ages.]

What's in it?

[It's... He heard him. Purrloin, he heard his voice. N just has to confirm it.]

Wh-what did you say?

Oh, you heard me that time? I wanted to know what's in the boxes.

[Okay, N might be just a little bit too overwhelmed with emotion to react properly just yet. Pidove and Scraggy are having something of a mock battle outside, and it just...

He bites back relieved tears and scratches behind Purrloin's ears, then opens the rest of the boxes. Two Pokéballs, and... and his crown. The one Ghetsis had coronated him with, marking him as Team Plasma's king. Kind of a downer considering the rest of his things; for now, he sets it aside and releases his friends from their traps. He was not expecting to see who materialized.

Zoroark, the one friend who's accompanied him his whole life.

Reshiram, the Pokémon he'd tested himself and his ideas of truth in order to befriend.

Yeah, now he's crying, but it's not sad. N collapses forwards, Zoroark catching him and Reshiram lowering his head and extending a wing over the lot of them. Yeah, this is a happy reunion.]

[action, around town]

[Finally, N is somewhat confident enough to go wandering about town, though as usual he's not alone. Rather untypically, though, who he's accompanied by is a person... people... ...a person who switches forms every so often, usually when they see someone who looks more interesting. Also, the giant white feathered dragon flying overhead, who occasionally lands on a building to wait for the pair to catch up. That's there too.]

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Around town

[chalicejoker]

[Hajime stops to give a suspicious look to N's companions, taking little notice of N himself. He has a particularly wary eye towards the form-changing one, and most of his suspicion is focused there. However, if you catch him looking at the dragon, it looks as though he may be sizing it up for a fight out of force of habit.]

[natural_set]

[N honestly hadn't noticed the shape-changing because Zoroark had been walking behind him, but he frowns when he does.]

People find that offputting. You really should pick one shape...

[And then Reshiram rumbles, settling defensively on top of a building. Oh, the dragon knows a fight when he sees one.]

[chalicejoker]

[He's still continuing to stare at the shape-changer, even going so far as to address it directly because he doesn't realize what Zoroark really is. At this point, he is 90% certain it's something he fought back home right before being brought to Mayfield and wishes to confirm before continuing.]

What are you?

[And hey, smooth move, Hajime, you've drawn the dragon's attention without the benefit of remembering you are but a normal squishy human actually having any of your powers to fight it with. He still looks wary and ready for a fight even though he can't actually do much.]

[natural_set]

[Zoroark pauses, watching Hajime closely, before shifting form once again, but this time to his own foxlike shape. He stays silent; only N can hear his voice, and he knows it. Understandable, N explains.]

This is Zoroark, and the white one is Reshiram. They're two of my closest friends.

[chalicejoker]

[Hajime's body language relaxes ever so slightly. Given the fact that N is having to talk for two nonhumans, Hajime has realized that he's likely jumped to conclusions. Are these strange pets?]

My apologies; I'd mistaken one of your friends for something particularly dangerous from my world.

[He indicates Zoroark with a slight nod.]

[natural_set]

He is dangerous, but not from your world. Zoroark can look like anything living, so long as he's not attacked. They both noticed you staring and were likely preparing themselves for possible confrontation.

[chalicejoker]

[Dangerous monsters that he can't fight, this conversation's not exactly making Hajime's day. He's still a little tense, but not as tense as he was before.]

I was preparing myself for a possible confrontation as well. Where I come from, it doesn't do well to ignore such creatures if one wishes to continue existing. You could call it force of habit.