Certainly. Not to say that something should only be appreciated if it's rare, but it's good not to take things for granted.
[Vulpix picks her head up and sniffs curiously in Bertolt and Marcel's direction as the boy inquires after her.]
Well, she's very mild mannered and gets along easily with other Pokemon from what I've seen. I don't know how she is with battling; she hasn't seemed too pressed to train, but then, I haven't encouraged her to step out of her comfort zone.
Freya was like that when I first got her. She was terrified of the idea of it, but she's gotten more, uh... into it, I think, since she evolved? But she's not crazy like some of Jean's are. I'm still not sure how I feel about fighting with them myself to be honest.
[He gives a knowing laugh.] I think it would be difficult to achieve Blitz's level of... enthusiasm, for one.
I was very troubled with the idea at first, but most of them seem to have a good nature about it. Surely it isn't too awful if they all enjoy themselves and have their injuries promptly treated.
[He still doesn't know how Jean lets him get away with so much. He's waiting for the day he gets zapped awake in the tent he shares with him.]
It's definitely not the first thing I imagined he'd have after living with him for a couple years. I thought he'd have... I don't know, maybe a dog or something? Like mine.
[But Marcel is his and he is so very glad for that. Maybe when he starts trying to breed his own, Bertolt will hook Jean up with a little fire dog of his own.]
This world works mysteriously as any, I suppose. I got lucky with my little Pinsy.
[Appropriate starters aside, this fox is swayed easily enough by the prospect of treats, though she acts a bit less enthusiastic than she feels. She stands to stretch before jumping down and peering expectantly at Bertolt. Yes, she likes treats, now where are they??]
[Bracing himself against Marcel's side, Bertolt pulls his backpack off and digs around in it as he carefully kneels down to her level, and finally offers out a couple little puffy treats, fresh from the local bakery.]
Gods, she's much cuter up close like this. Aren't you?
[After giving them a tentative sniff, Vulpix accepts a treat, and the others immediately afterward. It isn't a problem; they're all for her, right? She certainly seems to think so as she lays down at Bertolt's feet and starts to nibble them down one at a time.
Very cute, indeed, and look, she isn't even trying. Anders has to cover his mouth to keep from laughing at her display.]
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[Vulpix picks her head up and sniffs curiously in Bertolt and Marcel's direction as the boy inquires after her.]
Well, she's very mild mannered and gets along easily with other Pokemon from what I've seen. I don't know how she is with battling; she hasn't seemed too pressed to train, but then, I haven't encouraged her to step out of her comfort zone.
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[More than he likes to admit to himself, really.]
Freya was like that when I first got her. She was terrified of the idea of it, but she's gotten more, uh... into it, I think, since she evolved? But she's not crazy like some of Jean's are. I'm still not sure how I feel about fighting with them myself to be honest.
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I was very troubled with the idea at first, but most of them seem to have a good nature about it. Surely it isn't too awful if they all enjoy themselves and have their injuries promptly treated.
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[Waitaminute.]
Wait... You know about Blitz?
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I first spoke with Jean about a month after arriving here, when I called Blitz a Pokeball with a face. He didn't like that much.
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It's definitely not the first thing I imagined he'd have after living with him for a couple years. I thought he'd have... I don't know, maybe a dog or something? Like mine.
[But Marcel is his and he is so very glad for that. Maybe when he starts trying to breed his own, Bertolt will hook Jean up with a little fire dog of his own.]
--Oh! Does she like treats?
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[Appropriate starters aside, this fox is swayed easily enough by the prospect of treats, though she acts a bit less enthusiastic than she feels. She stands to stretch before jumping down and peering expectantly at Bertolt. Yes, she likes treats, now where are they??]
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[Bracing himself against Marcel's side, Bertolt pulls his backpack off and digs around in it as he carefully kneels down to her level, and finally offers out a couple little puffy treats, fresh from the local bakery.]
Gods, she's much cuter up close like this. Aren't you?
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Very cute, indeed, and look, she isn't even trying. Anders has to cover his mouth to keep from laughing at her display.]
She's certainly very grateful.