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Evan whistled at the sight.

He knew how often people likened the pokemon in front of him to godzilla and it made him wonder if there was a king kong reference somewhere nearby to go with it, you know, for convenience sake. That was how one of the movies went right? Godzilla vs. kong or some such nonsense? It's not his forte really. Movies are nothing more than background noise that the city theatre makes and he occasionally snuck into when he was younger and stole some popcorn from an unwatched concession stand.

Maybe he should go sneak into one again actually.. it had been awhile. Were there any good looking ones playing now? He whipped out his phone, thoroughly distracted by this train of thought and was already headed off to relive a younger day and scurry back to the Stray before anyone could catch him.

At the last moment he realizes he may as well run back and try his hand at the beasts, you never know what might happen after all (and it gives him a chance to navigate a trailer or two and see if he's even interested).

4Vpidp_T

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HAUNTED (50 PD)
catch 5 ghost-typed pokemon.
[mimikyu, pumpkaboo, cofagrigus, a!marowak, gengar]

MINDFREAK (50 PD)
catch 5 psychic-typed pokemon.
[musharna, inkay, ponyta(g), espeon, chimecho]

SELKIE-TAKER (50 PD)
catch 5 fairy-typed pokemon.
[mimikyu, whimsicott, carbink, cutiefly, sylveon]


+150pd and three more on display

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meowstic dears <3

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completed a mission with 7 posts!

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he'll come back down later to finish the rest, he decides as he manages to get most of the papers under control. Evan is undeniably a mess when left to his own devices, used to doing this kind of mental maping out in clearings in the wood and even now he often takes to the nearby woods and trails for this rather than the building he calls a home. Somewhere in his mind he tacks up a note to work on that, he's what? 32 now? Maybe? Wait it's late in the month- he's nearly 33 and he should be able to be a bit less of a mess by now.

He only wanders back over to lars because he says something, otherwise he might very well have continued on upstairs without bothering him again for a bit. Peering over his shoulder at the paper he bites his tongue to keep from commenting. The drawing is rough and some might call it a disgrace to the gods to depict it in such a way but Evan won't tell him that. "I was afraid of that." he sighs. He knows the stories well, well enough to tell a fair share at least.

But for the moment he does not want to think about the fact yet another god was involved in tonights affairs. He does not have the mental strength for that at the moment, not when he has only just begun to mellow out by having someone else to focus on instead of his own thoughts rolling around in his head. "we can talk about it upstairs, might as well give you a room for the night, no sense in you heading back this late."

If he wishes to linger downstairs a while more Evan will let him, in the mean time he directs himself up the stairs off to the side of the bar itself, leading to the upper floor and it's share of rooms. The only one down stairs is reserved for him as the owner, the rest are for guests though not nearly as ready as he would like for them to be. The mimikyu skitters after him, stopping at the bottom of the stairs to watch the others for a moment before following, passing a yawning vaporeon along the way who has been listening from the steps most of the night.

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watching how the pokemon lars brought with him almost made evan a little sad, he supposed he had been blessed by comparison. Evan had always been a bit of a daredevil and a knack for getting the people around him to simply accept putting himself in harms way was par for the course, his pokemon included. Not a one of them was angry with him for what happened in the dream because once they woke up and realized they weren't dead they let it go, concerned more for their human companion than anything else. The musharna watched his dreams, and the other knew in an instant something else was afoot. He can only listen to Lars and smile solemnly at that fact he will have to repair his connection to his companions, something that can be hard to do depending on their temperaments.

He moves out from behind the bar again, moving to a stack of papers as he speaks and retrieves them, returning to sit at the front of the bar instead of behind and hands the other man a paper when he asks and a pen to go with. "I can't say for sure what choices you made that led to that, but the best thing you can do for them is reflect on them and determine what you could have done better. Speak with them about it even, they may be pokemon but the sentiment can be understood and it may help." but it won't fix it for good, that will take time.

Evan looks at the mimikyu that skitters up to the bar top to stay near him, as close as she can be while his other pokemon mill about the stray. They have all been on defense since he woke up, determined the rest of the night will go undisturbed and Evan can only be grateful the care he's shown them is strong enough for them to stay by him. "When I lost my three we were defending an elevator, they all understand I made the decision from a place of rational decision making, I understood the scenario enough not to let my emotions get the best of me." intended or otherwise, his way of telling his side is on purpose, the goal being to make Lars think about why he made the decisions he did because at this point he is familiar enough with the man to know he can be a bit hot headed, something that can lead to poor decision making in a situation designed to instill fear and then utilize that fear to pit people against themselves.

The more he goes over what happened in his head the more it feels like nothing more than a horror movie, and in a way he lets his brain think that way because it is easier than facing a truth he does not want to think about. Cannot think about. How easy it would be to slip back down the rabbit hole until he reaches the bottom and Evan already knows what is waiting for him there.

He chooses to wait for lars to make his sketch before he comments about the legendary that he already knows the name of. His hand absently rest of his right hip as he thinks about it, he had already met it once before but took it as a possible trick, many pokemon were capable of it but now this confirmed that it wasn't. But what was celibi? He forgets now. He knew it once, and his brows furrow at nothing in particular as the memory drifts by but he can't take hold of it long enough to be sure if it's right. He'll have to rifle through his notes later.

Before he can give lars a chance to ask about his face Evan begins picking up the papers he's laid around the floor, realizing as the night draws on it will likely be best to clean up and give lars a room, no sense in making him take the treck back home this late.

Laurence Anderson

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