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Cresselia92
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Kotone let out a tiny yelp as she was lifted off the ground and found herself dangling, her hind legs kicking the air as a reflex.
“Uuuuum thanks? Definitely feeling much lighter like this, heh…” she said with a sheepish grin, her gaze drifting to her shadow on the floor. The Buneary quickly redirected her gaze to the chimera. “Still, oooh! Nova! Like a star! That makes more sense, yup!” Her smile turned genuine and toothy. “It’s a lovely name~!”
Apparently forgetting the bizarre situation, Kotone tilted her head up and down to better check out the chimera in front of her. “So, if you don’t mind me asking, what’re you exactly? I’ve seen all kinda unique ‘mons, including living bolts that could merge into huuuge golems of molten metal, but you’re the most unique of them all!”
“Uuuuum thanks? Definitely feeling much lighter like this, heh…” she said with a sheepish grin, her gaze drifting to her shadow on the floor. The Buneary quickly redirected her gaze to the chimera. “Still, oooh! Nova! Like a star! That makes more sense, yup!” Her smile turned genuine and toothy. “It’s a lovely name~!”
Apparently forgetting the bizarre situation, Kotone tilted her head up and down to better check out the chimera in front of her. “So, if you don’t mind me asking, what’re you exactly? I’ve seen all kinda unique ‘mons, including living bolts that could merge into huuuge golems of molten metal, but you’re the most unique of them all!”
Cresselia92
Monster Coach
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Kotone’s ears twitched with interest. “Type: Full Silvally…” she murmured as she was lowered on Nova’s back. She instinctively pressed her forepaws on the dark pelt (Was it a pelt? It felt kind of fluffy! Or was it fluffy?) for balance. “That’s an odd term for a species! Like, how’s a type supposed to be ‘full’? Aren’t all types full in their own way? But then, maybe Silvally stands for ‘silver alloy’, which may be because…”
She blinked, then began giggling softly and waving a paw. “Oh, don’t mind my weird rambling! It’s just… I get very curious whenever I see a new species, ‘s all. I’ll stop now!”
But even as Kotone stopped running her mouth, she was still very intrigued by Nova’s figure, and now that she was on his back, she saw some sort of… disk connected to his beak, which was also made of some kind of metal. So, between a furred body with some feathers and chitin and that stripe of hard metal… Was Nova a cyborg?! Like those experiments found in those cautionary beware-of-science tales? He surely had some experiment-y vibes.
Regardless, Nova seemed nice, and that was what mattered!
“Anyway! You’re one of the first Wayfarers, right?” she asked, aiming the conversation in another direction. “What partner did your world send here?”
She blinked, then began giggling softly and waving a paw. “Oh, don’t mind my weird rambling! It’s just… I get very curious whenever I see a new species, ‘s all. I’ll stop now!”
But even as Kotone stopped running her mouth, she was still very intrigued by Nova’s figure, and now that she was on his back, she saw some sort of… disk connected to his beak, which was also made of some kind of metal. So, between a furred body with some feathers and chitin and that stripe of hard metal… Was Nova a cyborg?! Like those experiments found in those cautionary beware-of-science tales? He surely had some experiment-y vibes.
Regardless, Nova seemed nice, and that was what mattered!
“Anyway! You’re one of the first Wayfarers, right?” she asked, aiming the conversation in another direction. “What partner did your world send here?”
Cresselia92
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Kotone felt her ears falling on her back and her smile faltering. “…Oh. That’s a shame. Not the fact that you’re man-made, that’s cool! The… other thing.”
Granted, Silver had told her that having too many Wayfarers running around was detrimental to the world and could have serious (if not catastrophic) consequences, so having one less Wayfarer probably wasn’t a bad thing…?
But no matter how much pragmatism could be used to justify that circumstance, it didn’t change the fact that everyone had their own partner, and Nova was… alone. How did it feel like to be an outlier in the team?
“And, um, are you doing alright?” she asked softly, giving a few reassuring pats on Nova’s back.
Granted, Silver had told her that having too many Wayfarers running around was detrimental to the world and could have serious (if not catastrophic) consequences, so having one less Wayfarer probably wasn’t a bad thing…?
But no matter how much pragmatism could be used to justify that circumstance, it didn’t change the fact that everyone had their own partner, and Nova was… alone. How did it feel like to be an outlier in the team?
“And, um, are you doing alright?” she asked softly, giving a few reassuring pats on Nova’s back.