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[the_nth_power]

[This dream starts with a light-- a dim one that illuminates a long hallway. Black marble floors lead along walls adorned with banners of a certain crest. The hallway ends at a door, from beneath which a brighter electric light emanates.

Should you choose to open it or not, it seems to ease open automatically, revealing what lies inside. It's a child's room by all appearances, decorated with bright colors, with all sorts of toys strewn about. In the center sits N, idly pushing a toy train along a track and watching emotionlessly as it takes off on its own, moving along the track before returning to him. There are four Pokemon crowded around him-- a Zorua, a Darmanitan, and two Woobats-- all of which watch the train with some level of curiosity...

At least, until they realize someone has opened the door. The Zorua snarls in warning, and the other Pokemon quickly back off, fleeing as far away from the door as they can get. N himself looks up, startled--

And he's suddenly gone. In his place sits a much smaller young boy with the same pale green hair, and the same void cube hanging from a chain around his neck. He looks intrigued at first, his expression a fearful sort of hopeful.]

Fa-- Ghetsis--? [But that doesn't look like Ghetsis walking into his room. He hurriedly gets to his feet and backs away, ready to bolt... even if it's apparent he doesn't have many places here to run to. The boy clutches the toy train in his hands and watches with wide, wary eyes.]



((OoC: What am I doing skdjflsdjfkds.... Even if this is just a dream, N has regressed back into a child state. He's old enough here that he should be able to talk, but due to his lack of interaction with other humans, his speech is limited. Any comments will be replied to by lowercaseking ! ;u;))

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[cuteponytail]

No, silly. It's Hilda... But I guess you wouldn't have met me yet, huh. [It's no matter.

She looks around the room - she was in it only briefly, before. It was strange to be in it when it was empty, but it was even more strange, she thought, with him in it too. Was she intruding...?]

I didn't mean to startle you, though. Sorry if I did.

[lowercaseking]

Hilda...? [Grunts never gave their names! He narrows his eyes with suspicion and backs away a little further. The Zorua gives up on trying to be intimidating and flees, hiding in a toy chest in the back of the room.]

Wh-wh... What do you... want? [People didn't come into his room without reason. He glances over his shoulder at the cowering Pokemon, then back at Hilda.] P-Pokemon? [He means to ask if she's appeared to give him another, but it doesn't quite come out like that.]

[cuteponytail]

[She looks at the Zorua as it scampers away. That's right, she remembers - these Pokemon have been hurt before, so of course they would be so wary of her... And so would N.

Still, she decides to venture a bit further in, taking a seat on the cloud-pattern floor. The intent behind his question is lost on her - she shakes her head no.] No, of course I don't want your Pokemon! They're your friends. I was just... uh, checking in. [Just then, her little Zekrom decides to peek out from behind her shoulder, and Hilda smiles at it.] Ah. Look. [She picks it up gingerly in her hands, to show him.]

You know what Pokemon this is, right?

[lowercaseking]

[He knits his brow. He didn't say that right, did he? Still, it's good to know Hilda isn't here to take the Pokemon. That would be a much worse result of her appearance.

Whatever her purpose for being here is, the sight of Zekrom instantly catches his attention. His eyes light up and he gapes in disbelief before a broad smile spreads across his face. At her question, he nods vigorously. Of course he knows what Pokemon this is! Abandoning his wariness, he steps forward, lifting his hands as if to pet the Pokemon, but holding back out of respect. He addresses it in a different language-- one that probably just sounds like bizarre animal sounds to Hilda:] Hello, Zekrom! I didn't think I'd ever... [He pauses, glancing up at Hilda briefly.] Wh-what're you doing here? With a grunt?

[cuteponytail]

[The little Pokemon responds in a manner of speaking that seems somewhat uncharacteristic for a Zekrom. It explains that it was cozy to hide inside of her uniform's hood. It seems more preoccupied with making it clear to N that it's fine with being pet, though, and it stretches out its little Zekrom arms.]

It's not the real one, of course. [Hilda holds out the little guy to N, but the gesture is soon made redundant when it just jumps into N's hands of its own accord.]

[lowercaseking]

[He looks a bit surprised at the sound of the Zekrom's voice, and isn't quite sure what to make of it. He's never met a Ditto before either, at this age.

Even if it's not the real Zekrom, he's enchanted enough by its ability to take on the form. He strokes its head gingerly with his fingers.] Trick? [He holds the Zekrom up close to his face, nuzzling it.] Like Zorua!

[He laughs, and lowers the Zekrom a little so he can address Hilda.] You're... sstrange. Look different. Have a Pokemon that looks like Zekrom.