[The feed opens up to a smartly-dressed man in a casual pinstripe outfit. Something might seem a little weird about him, especially about how his eyes seem to be analyzing everything around him, but you've never seen a happier weirdo, at least.]
"Hello, dearest Johto...What new surprises do you have in store for me today?" [And what can I do to thoroughly mess them up?]
"Sol. Sol. Ab-sol." An Absol begins tugging at the the man's sleeve, struggling vaguely in the direction of a large, friendly-looking building with "Pokè" on the outside. To no avail; Discord has found his target. He rips his arm away from Dissent, leaving a small tear of the material wedged between its teeth, and strides lazily towards a nearby diner. Oh yeah, did I mention the smirk? Big one. REALLY big.
"What better way to greet the new than to grab a bite to eat at its own expense?"
"Hello, dearest Johto...What new surprises do you have in store for me today?" [And what can I do to thoroughly mess them up?]
"Sol. Sol. Ab-sol." An Absol begins tugging at the the man's sleeve, struggling vaguely in the direction of a large, friendly-looking building with "Pokè" on the outside. To no avail; Discord has found his target. He rips his arm away from Dissent, leaving a small tear of the material wedged between its teeth, and strides lazily towards a nearby diner. Oh yeah, did I mention the smirk? Big one. REALLY big.
"What better way to greet the new than to grab a bite to eat at its own expense?"
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Oh, um... are you all right...? Do you need help?
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[...please wait. Discord is experiencing technical difficulties...]
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"Who, us? We're just having a bit of fun, my dear. Tussle between new...friends." [nah, he didn't just jab Dissent in the ribs. That would be rude.]
"Mm. Mf-mM!" Translation: "Let go! Let-" The Absol's large pupils suddenly take in the uniform in front of him. I believe that might be interest in its eyes. It falls into contemplative silence, though its customary growl can still be heard faintly.
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Oh, I see...
[Things click for a bit, knowing these voices. She smiles a little.]
You're... Dissent, and Din. It's nice to see you again. I didn't know you were in Goldenrod.
[She nods down towards her Togepi, not willing to let her go to make any kind of gesture.]
This is Celest... She's a Togepi... She's happy to meet you too.
[Lies. Celest has NO TRUST for these guys, and glares, glares, glares.]
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He chuckles[is that a hint of nervousness? Nah, this is Discord!], cautiously releasing his now semi-docile Pokèpal and clambering to his feet. He nods, as if just realizing who exactly had come to greet him.
"Why, my dear! Fluttershy, was it? Surely, a pleasure. I was afraid I was the only pony around! This place is so big...." His gaze now slithers down to the tiny egg Pokèmon in her arms, and with two short steps he is leaning curiously over the creature.
"And you call this little girl Celest? How cute!" He pats her gently and kindly, though Dissent clearly does not approve of the critter, head held high and indignantly.
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[NO PETTINGS FOR BAD MEN. Togepi bites down on those fingers, and for a little girl, those are some sharp ones. Fluttershy gasps, pulling her Pokemon away.]
Celest, no! Bad girl, bad girl! You're going right into your Pokeball for that!
[She fumbles around, getting out Celest's Pokeball while apologizing profusely.]
I'm so sorry, this isn't like her at all...
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"It's quite alright, my dear. I often have that reaction with new faces, animals in particular. That's the very reason why I'm ever so fortunate to find such a kind and welcoming pony such as yourself...er, ex-pony." [Come now, Discord. You adapted to modern-speak much more quickly than this. Such is the way of chaos, I suppose.]
Dissent, nose still skyward in protest to the tiny Pokèmon, still watches the curiously-dressed young woman out of the corner of his eye. One gets the impression that if that irritating creature weren’t present, he’d let his curiosity show a little more.
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I still really am sorry... Maybe she was just in a grumpy mood. Is there anything I can do to make up for it?
[She tries to look at Discord's hands to see if there's any real damage, as she really wants to help and fix it.]
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[With surprise, he notes Fluttershy's ministrations over his hand, and out of pure instinct wrenches it out of her grasp with a cry that only faint smells of disgust. He recovers out of necessity, and shows the injury to her.]
"Ohhao, again it's quite alright, my dear. I'm sur-"
Dissent, by now, has been warmly regarding Fluttershy, and began moving cautiously towards her, only stopping to give Discord a meaningful nudge. He continues towards her, looking curiously around her person for something shiny.
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Hello there... Are you looking for something? Can I help you?
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[Discord watches the unusually curious Pokèmon with interest, particularly taking note of the creature's focus on the outfit in question. There is a certain amount of a satisfied smirk when it slouches for a minute, baffled.]
"Excuse me, Miss Fluttershy. What exactly are you wearing?"
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Oh! This is my work uniform... I'm a nurse at the Pokemon Center. I get to help heal Pokemon.
[To that, she smiles even brighter. It's a dream job, really.]