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[The first thing Grimsley noticed was pure darkness.

Pure darkness filled with the sounds of a place which wasn't home. It sounded too... natural.

Pure darkness which couldn't be broken though by the opening of his eyes. Or a call to his Pokemon, who'd unleash a Flash attack because he didn't feel like flicking on the lights.

No, something was wrong. Grimsley could feel it, all around him.

And he hated it. He could hear people around - but whatever he said, they seemed to ignore him. As if they couldn't understand him - the nerve of those people! Being so... so rude! After a few hours, Grimsley had stopped trying to speak with them. It wasn't helping, and it was just making his throat sore.

Oh, sure, he'd subconsiously noticed the other changes. The four legs, the stubby tail, the smallness - but he was far more panicked about the loss of a sense.

So when he tumbled over a round ball and then heard a voice, he was thankful. It was his Murkrow - and that brings us to now. He's got his Xtransiever set up for him, recording video. His voice is soft and panicked as he speaks - with slight soreness.]

...h-hello. Can anybody tell me what's going on? [Nope, he's not introducing himself. He just assumes you know his voice. Which is different then his older self voice.] I seem to have been kidnapped and blinded, as to be unable to flee. How rude, and how violent! Whoever did this, reveal yourselves!

[...After a slight growl escapes his throat, Grimsley then clawed the ground a little.] If you do not return me to normal and home by the end of today, I'm sure you'll be in for a world of pain. [An empty threat, of course, but he's still looking rather angry.]

Ahem. That is all.

[...]

Turn off the camera. I can hear whirring.

[And then the feed ends with a bit of Murkrow showing.]

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Stocking sighed, trying to reply quickly with the XTransceiver but fiiiingers!!!! that do not exist.

"You're a Pokemon, that's what," Stocking snarked from the other end of the line. "You an otherworlder too? I think this network's usually for us anyway." Stocking sighed, twirling around, not that the other person could see it.

"Think you've got a bit of hair in the way of your line of vision, bub. Doesn't look like your four legs'll be able to push it off though," Stocking commented offhandedly.

...A Pokemon." Yeah, here's some deadpan. But he's still really angry. "Whoever kidnapped me would have a cure, however. You can't ransom off somebody without being able to fix them - that's just irresponsable."
How cute. He thinks he's been kidnapped for his money.

Wait. His mind is working. Hair in his face... loss of sight... four legs? He then gets more of a growl to his voice. "Tell me... is my body blue, by any chance? And is that 'hair' black?"

"It's happened to a lot of us, not just you," Stocking explained, unamused by the whole situation. "Ugh I bet I can't even reach a store counter at this rate!" Stocking pouted.

Grimsley posed his next question, leaving Stocking a bit confused, but she shrugged and answered anyway. "Yeah, and you've got some red things around your hide or whatever, why?"

"...That is a shame." Grimsley said - and he did mean it. A little. Being turned into a beast was a problem he did not like.

But at the second part, he slammed a foot into the ground, in frustration. "A Deino. They turned me into a Deino. A blind creature known as pure evil. Which takes a long time to evolve. And even when I did evolve, my mind would split in two, fighting my body. And if I managed to survive that, then I'd be a beast who is known to lack self-restraint.

And even if I could do that - which I could, mind you - how would I be able to avoid a human capturing me, thinking I was simply a Pokemon! The nerve of it all!"

Not like he had restraint anyway - when you're like him, you don't need it. But with a sharp breath, Grimsley then continued, complaining to this stranger over this device. "This is no way for somebody like me to be! I'm not evil - I'm just rich!

...Who are you." Perhaps there was a reason for this talking/meeting. Perhaps she was also an important person, captured for this experiment. If it was an experiment.

"Sounds like a pretty brutal pokemon," Stocking commented, flipping her hair casually. "And I think you've got a partner to help you ward off some humans so you're fine in that department," Stocking shrugged.

"Name's Stocking, got here from my world after I went to bed one night. I wasn't like a Pokemon in this world until a few days ago though," Stocking replied curtly. "And you? What's your name?"

"Ah yes, my partner. It doesn't seem like any of my old Pokemon - but I'm sure she's a strong one. After all, who'd give me a weak Pokemon?" he chuckled, thinking of what it could be. Perhaps a Darkrai? Perhaps a Honchkrow? Who knows. "She assisted me to set up this feed - though I suspected she was human at first."
...Oddly enough, he seems a bit calmer now. He's still mad, mind you. But he has a bit of class.
"I'm Grimsley - and I come from this world," He still has no idea he's from the past, mind you, "though this is not normal for this world. People are people, Pokemon are Pokemon, it's a clear divide. It's nice to meet you, Stocking."
One of the reasons Grimsley was being less bratty then normal? His fear was doing it.
"...Tell me, can you tell what city I'm in from my backdrop? I'd like to know how far it is to Black City..."

Stocking snickered to herself, raising an eyebrow... if she had any, at the crow thing flapping around in the background as Grimsley thought himself privileged to having something super strong right off the bat.

"Nice to meet ya too, Grims. And yeah, a lot of us were our normal human selves until a while ago it seems," Stocking shrugged, reclining against a bench.

"As for what your surroundings look like, uh... kind of... suburban really. I think there's this big building behind you, not sure what it is though," Stocking replied, peering through the Xtransceiver screen to get a closer look at Grimsley's surroundings. "Maybe you can tell your feathery friend to help me get a better look?"

"Ah-- so you were another human. How inconvineint for all." Grimsley muttered, before calling out.

"Hey. Pokemon." Grimsley then said, sniffing around a bit. Clearly, it was a bird. It squarked a bit, as Grimsley gave it instructions. Where he was.

After a bit of description, he let out a growl. "Great. I'm stuck in Nuvema. The people here would've never seen a Deino, or somebody as powerful as I. This is stupid."

"Yeah yeah, pretty stupid. I mean, like you said, what if we get caught or something?" Stocking proposed, though nonchalantly. She was confident enough that she'd never make such a mistake.

"Nuvema huh? That's one of those places you can warp to after the Entralink, but I thought it was too drab. Nimbasa was more my style in any case," Stocking commented, currently situated in Nimbasa anyway. She didn't really know where Toph went off to either.

"Guess you'll have to sniff your way out, huh? I'm too far away so I'm not sure how much help I'll be," Stocking chuckled, not really feeling sorry for Grimsley at all.

"...The Entralink?" Grimsley looked [well, not really, but stay with me] to his Murkrow, who explained that it was still open for teleportation. "Nimbasa is more my style, as well. Bright lights, and not as many lower-class people - those people I dislike so.
I suppose I shall teleport there soon."
A pause.
"Tell me... what species of Pokemon are you?"

"Yeah, it's where we all got dropped into when we came here," Stocking explained, answering Grimsley as his Pokemon seemed to add more.

"Oh? You're coming over? That'll be cool, I guess," Stocking shrugged, she'll be able to relieve a bit of her boredom she supposed.

"Uh... The Pokedex-whatchamacallit says a Kirlia. I think a Gothithelle suited my style more but one of my partners already is one... well, the basic form at least. Man, I'm glad I have this thing. There's no way I'd be able to memorize all these names," Stocking sighed, pulling out the Pokedex the otherworlders were granted.

"A Kirlia - those are a Hoennian species, and not one seen commonly around Unova. If we could control this, I would call you lucky." Grimsley said, chuckling - as his Murkrow started to mess with the device.

"Well whatever, I guess this world is full of Pokemon," Stocking shrugged, not minding whatever she was from.

"So see you sometime~? Maybe we'll be human again before all this is over~" Stocking chuckled, shamelessly flirting for no other means than her amusement.

"P-perhaps."
And then he was teleported. And back to being lost - the whole screen went blank for a while, flicking on as he was in the Entralink for a second as his Murkrow helped - and then he was in front of the Nimbasa Pokemon Center.

And cowering a little. So many sounds, so many dangers.

"Whoa!" Stocking jumped, spotting Grimsley appearing not too far away from her location.

"Heeeeeey! Over here!" Stocking called out to Grimsley, waving but not with any effect.

[For a few seconds the video shows nothing but static. However, soon enough a Kingdra appears on the screen, and a not too happy one at that. It's enough trouble getting around on land, and getting the Xtransceiver to work wasn't very easy either.]

You're not blind or kidnapped. [Eridan rolls his eyes as he says this, not believing that the kid didn't know that he was a Pokemon.]

You're just a Pokemon.

...I've heard. [Completly deadpan. Grimsley is still mad.] However, I'm a blind species of Pokemon - which does make me blind. Cruel, isn't it?

Cruel? You think that's cruel? [Eridan only blinks and shakes his head. Here comes his constant whining in 3... 2... 1...]

How about you try being a water Pokemon stuck in the middle of the desert, huh? Do you know how hard it is to get around desert with no feet? I've been falling all over the place because all there is is sand. Everywhere. [This is a perfectly legitimate reason to hate land even more.] Why couldn't this have happened when we were exploring the Ruins of Water and Caverns or something like that? Now that's just unfair.

[...He didn't ask for his life story/whinefest. But he doesn't care - though he will answer. Hey, anything to distract him from this fate.] The desert? Exploring ruins? [He lets out a laugh. Such commoner stuff - perhaps a legendary decided to go rampent on these commoners? But then why him.] Maybe you should make your way to, I don't know, the patch of water in that desert? [Which Grimsley has heard of. It's where his parents told him they got his Sharpedo. Which was a lie.]

[Nobody asks for his whining but everyone gets it at least once anyways if they're lucky. If they're unlucky they get it over ten times. That laughing doesn't sit too well with Eridan. he's already starting to dislike this guy.] Yes, exploring ruins, something you couldn't possibly do as well as me.

Do you know how hard it is to find water in a desert? [No really. He's tried, but all there is is sand.] There's nothing but sand out here! But then again, you're probably one of those uneducated humans.

The only desert in Unova - it's close to two towns, both with plenty of water. If you're really a water-type, you should know that.
[...He's giving you a 'what an idiot' look - and tone of voice. Gosh, otherworlders (which Grimsley doesn't believe in yet anyhow), lern2Unova.] And I wouldn't get my hands dirty in any ruins. It's far below me - I don't care if you're better at it.

You think I actually know where everything is in this place? This entire planet is horrible and I'd rather be on the planet of Wrath and Angels. [Except not really, because he's so alone over there and nobody would ever come visit him, sob.]

Far below you? Are you stupid? Do you have any idea what kind of treasures lay at the bottom of ruins like that? Treasures. Deadly treasures, even weapons like Ahab's Crosshairs. But seeing how you're a human, I bet you've never even heard about it.

...
[There's silence for quite a while, as Grimsley mulls over the information he has.]
You speak as if you're normally not human. ['Are you one of those freaks who think they're a Pokemon trapped in a human body...' he'd ask that, but he doesn't want to know the answer.]

It took you that long to realize that? [He's not taking into account the fact that he's currently a Pokemon and that it'd be a lot a lot harder to tell.]
Of course I'm not a human! And I'm glad I'm not one of you too. So glubbin confusin...

Of course it did - if you've forgotten, I'm blind right now. As in, I can't see. [...] What are you.

Well you know what? That's still no excuse. And even if I told you what I was you'd have no idea. All you need to now is I'm not a human, nor am I a Pokemon.

Really now? [Now Grimsley... is the smallest bit curious.] I had no ideas aliens existed on this planet.

Yes, really. [Silly humans are always so surprised to hear that.] Well they do, in fact, there's someone else of my kind here too.

I had no idea - and who... or what may they be? [They may be less annoying to speak to. Or maybe not.]

Nep. Just watch out for some gray-skinned kitty cat girl who pounces on things and uses a whole bunch of cat puns.

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