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[seeing Pokemon at the local cafe is not that unusual, although normally they're the smaller, "cute" ones, brought in by trainers attracted to the cafe's fancy atmosphere and delicate baked goods.

seeing Pokemon by themselves, however, is. especially when the Pokemon in question is a six-foot tall cat-type bristling with both fur and muscles. ...even if it is wearing a rather dapper jacket and shirt. and genteelly nibbling at a Poffin while reading a book.

um?]

((ooc: ...Pokemon AU free for all? 8D;; Kaitwo's recently helped pass some pretty significant laws for equal Pokemon rights and is a recognizable public figure in-universe at this point, but if you'd rather not try to deal with all the weird plot we've built up feel free to just gawk at the Mewtwo in a coffee shop. or do something completely different!))

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[Delicate baked goods are a thing that a hard working wifey wife might appreciate a loving husband bringing home out of the blue. So, Piko finds himself here today on such an errand, a small Cubone napping like a toddler in one arm.

H'm, perhaps he should get a little something for himself too. Now that he thought about it he was feeling a bit pecki--]

[~~No, no, no, no~~Nevermind, appetite's gone.

Turning right around to exit as fast as possible without drawing any more attention than the frantic dinging of the bell above the door already has.]

[unfortunately, obnoxious jingly noises and fast movement are exactly the type of things to get his attention. swiveling his ears back and turning his head to look, already feeling a prick of guilt (he liked this cafe, and had promised himself that if his "natural" form drove away customers he would simply have to tolerate being in disguise)—

...he recognizes that mind. the man's appearance, too, although that takes several moments; he hadn't had his eyes open long enough to note down faces before he'd attempted to destroy them all for what they'd done.]

—Wait. ...Please.

Edited (and this is why you don't write tags until *after* you apply caffeine.) 2013-08-13 19:14 (UTC)

[Why is he stopping.

It must look a little silly, what with how quick he was to get out the door, but his attention has successfully been grabbed.

He shouldn't turn around. He promised he wouldn't have anything to do with Rocket or that project ever again, and yet here it was sitting out in broad daylight nibbling on a pastry. He should just walk away and forget he saw anything.

The Cubone in his arms stirs, and he brings up a hand to gently stroke its back. For a moment he freezes again, staring at the scars curling across that hand...and turns to look at Kaitwo from the corner of his eye.]

[...he hadn't expected that to actually work. now that it had, he's not sure what he was even intending.

slipping from the stool he had been perched on and taking a few hesitant steps toward him]

... I owe you something. An apology.

[If he was expecting anything, that was clearly not it.]

...What?

[plastering his ears back against his skull]

I attempted to murder you out of what was essentially nothing more than a fit of pique. Regardless of my own treatment and my feelings thereupon, what I did was— [the feeling of him groping around for the right word] Inexcusable. [it comes overladen with other words and feelings: shame, regret, horror.]

I'm sorry that I did it, and I'm glad you survived.

Edited 2013-08-13 20:19 (UTC)

[He's. Not entirely sure how to take this, in all honesty. In the back of his mind he had feared that the slim chance of another encounter would lead to the job being finished, not civil discussion. It's not an unwelcome surprise, but a surprise nonetheless.]

...Would you mind if we sat down to discuss this?

[wrinkling his nose up. his words might be honest, but they still leave bitterness behind— and his aforementioned feelings have not gone away. still...

huffing through his nose and shaking his head reluctantly]

So long as we can both remain civil. The staff here have been kind to me; I would rather not repay that by scaring off clientele.

Trust me, the last thing I want is to make a scene over this.

[...nods. pacing back over to his stool and scrambling back onto it, his toes clutching nervously at the rungs]

[And he will be following along, taking his own seat and a nice, long breath to steady himself. The tension finally seems to be enough to wake the little Cubone, blinking and squeaking curiously as he's moved to sit in Piko's lap instead of his arms.

...Alright, one more steadying breath, then he can talk.]

I'm sure you can understand how odd this is, considering. Which isn't to say that I reject your apology, it's just...you're hardly the only party at fault.

[looking up from watching the baby, pupils narrowing from doe-eyed back to their normal slits]

I'm well aware of that. I still count you among their number, to an extent.

[The baby stares back in fascination, even after Kaitwo looks away.]

As you should. And, given this opportunity, I'd like to offer my own apology.

[~~no, baby, stop it, I am having a serious discussion and should not leak dere everywhere in the middle of it~~

...blinks, and slowly flips his ears forward. still, his "voice" remains guarded as he asks:]

For what, precisely?

For my part in making you to be handed off to a megalomaniac. Granted, having one less doctor around might not have put a stop to it, but...

[A sigh]

I've had a while to think. And the fact I almost died isn't the only reason the project was a bad idea.

[another slow blink, and then he actually smiles. giving his tailtip a swish]

...I don't think the project at its core was a bad idea. Doing it for that man and his reasons, however...

Of course, I admit that I may be biased.

[giving himself a shake]

Regardless, consider yourself forgiven. I've more than repaid that debt.

...Mm, you're right.

Thank you.

[This is still kind of weird but it has gotten considerably better. Which baby seems to notice, taking Piko's relaxation as a cue that he can do the same and sinking more leisurely into his seat.]

[squinting his eyes shut. ...and then opening them again to look at the baby

looking back at his Poffin]

Can (he/she) have solid food?

[Gently rubbing at the baby's neck since petting the skull wouldn't really be felt.]

Yes, he can.

[well then. neatly splitting the Poffin in half with a flicker of mental power and picking it up to offer to the Cubone. keeping his thoughts simple and wordless:]

Want?

[The Cubone's attention is grabbed as quickly as before, taking a moment to glance between the poffin and Kaitwo as if wondering if it was really alright.

But that doesn't last too long.

Timid, but clearly happy, he accepts and wastes no time in nibbling away at it.]

[makes a soft chuffing noise and sends him gentle burst of reassurance and affection, something like a mental pat on the head]

...Please excuse me. I'm afraid I've got something of a soft spot for children.

That's quite alright, I can hardly blame you.

[Still neck-rubbing, and eeeeheehee food and affection c:]

[blinks at him, then looks back at the Cubone]

...

I apologize for being nosy, but are you raising him alone?

Edited (TELEPATHYYY) 2013-08-28 08:32 (UTC)

No, I'm not. Thankfully I have my wife to help me, even if we both have our work--

[--Wait, damn, that's right! He had been on his way home!]

Pardon, that wasn't quite what I meant—

[catching his expression]

?

Ah, sorry. I just remembered you caught me on an errand.

[This isn't exactly something that happens terribly often, though. Should he really just...up and leave it at that...?]

If...you'd like to continue talking, I should at least phone and let her know I'll be late.

[swiveling his ears sideways and ducking his head]

... I wouldn't mind it, but I also wouldn't want to keep you from home if you're needed.

[He takes a moment, thinking.]

Perhaps...we could talk another time?

[His expression and tone make it clear that it's an honest invitation rather than a polite goodbye.]

[squinting his eyes shut again, clearly pleased]

That would be welcome. I'll be back here in two days' time, if that works for you.

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fuck it dive right in /3

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SORRY I got stuck for a while :|a

S'all good bb I know how that is

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A thousand years later

LIKEWISE i thought I'd tagged this...