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[Good evening, Unova! Care to take a gander at the network today, and... your eyes might hurt a bit. Someone is shining a blue light into the screen, from some sort of long, silver device. It is eventually pulled back, leaving a somewhat raggedy-looking man squinting at the screen. Floating just behind his shoulder is a pair of glowing green eyes-- an Elgyem.]

Is this working...? Light? [His voice is thick with an Estuary accent. The Elgyem blinks, and makes a few affirmative high-pitched sounds. The man arches his eyebrows and grins, looking fascinated.] Ah, yes, the light! Now, that’s rather simple, isn’t it? Anyways--

Hullo! I’m the Doctor. Now, can anyone tell me where exactly I am? I just turned up here-- but just me, not anything else. Don’t see how I could just turn up like that, but here I am! And “here” is certainly nowhere I’ve been before... Which is funny, seeing as I’ve been pretty much everywhere-- And there doesn’t seem to be any way out, does there? A bit troubling, that... Ah, can't be helped, I suppose. [Not until he finds the TARDIS, at least... He glances over his shoulder, finding the Elgyem. Its eyes widen in alarm, and it shies away from him, floating off-screen.]

Normally, I would just ask these things to the locals here-- but it seems this one doesn’t talk much. Just makes this sort of... blinking with her hands. Interesting sort of communication, but I can’t say it’s easy to get specifics from... So here I am! Does this get broadcasted to everyone? The signal seems to reach out to anyone that has one of these things... It's clever, very clever. Brilliant creatures, you all. Right then, I'm sure you can help answer the few questions I've got?

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[Miror laughs, appreciating the Doctor's apparent nonchalant attitude towards being abducted.] Well, she is an alien, I think. Clefairy are supposed to be aliens, too, and there was that whole Deoxys fiasco. I haven't kept up much with the Unovan side of things, but... Elgyem! [He snaps his fingers, grinning.] That's the one. You've got an Elgyem there.

[He tilts his head to one side thoughtfully in response to the Doctor's question, and smiles slyly.] What an interesting question! You want to know about me? Fuhoho! I was transported here, too, but I'm from the same world as this. Well! A similar world, I suppose! Who knows how it works. Different region, though -- there's quite a few, you know. [He inspects his fingernails idly, watching the screen from behind his shades.] So I guess the answer is both, darling. You're right, though... [He grins.] I am an expert.

Imagine that-- an alien planet with its own aliens! [Yet they were still called Pokemon. He grins.] Elgyem... Yes, I think this wristwatch said the same thing. Maybe I should think up a name for her? After all, we don't go around calling each other "Human" now do we? [He chuckles. Even if he's trying to put up a more human facade, he really is starting to consider names for the Elgyem.]

Regions... Bit like countries, yeah? At least, that's what it sounds like. [He pauses, contemplating.] Next question: do you remember what you were doing, just before you were transported?

Sure, darling. Alien planet. [He chuckles and taps his fingers on the arm of his chair in time to the music.] Well, I guess you can give her another name if you want. Some people do that. [Sentimental people.]

And you can call them whatever you want, I suppose. Countries, regions; sounds like you understand that bit, though, hm?

[He is quiet for a few moments after the next question. He doesn't really like it. He'd been expecting the usual run-down; what's a Pokemon/Pokeball/where am I/what's going on/why am I here! On the one hand, that would be tedious. But this current line of questioning is strange, and he can't figure out why.] Yes, I remember what I was doing. [His answer is abrupt, he doesn't expand on just what he was doing. Question answered.] Why, don't you?

Alright then! Maybe I will! [Of course, the Doctor is as sentimental as they come.

His cheeriness fades, first at Miror's apparent unwillingness to answer the question fully, then as the question is redirected at him. He is quiet for a moment, suddenly looking very somber.] ... I do. [He realizes that he isn't quite ready to elaborate on that answer himself either. He isn't quite ready to even think about that answer at all yet, really.

He forces on another grin.] Touche! Right then-- next question. Have you got a name? I'd like to get to know all the experts I can!

[Miror adopts a small, triumphant grin at the Doctor's shift in mood. That's what you get for asking prying questions! His vindictive amusement at causing a misstep in the Doctor's cheeriness carries over into his next answer.]

Of course, Doc! The name's Miror B.! [He grins.] And I am here to tell you about the way this world works. You want to know how the world works, don't you? [He pulls a Pokeball from his pocket and balances it on the tip of his finger.] Or maybe you think you already know, being a doctor and all? Fuhohoho! [He lets the Pokeball fall into his palm and catches it sharply.] If there weren't any Pokemon where you're from, darling, you should really have more than a few questions.

Miror B. Good to meet you, then. [Miror seems to be a bit... too arrogant. Something about him doesn't sit quite right with the Doctor (or maybe the Doctor's just irritated with the attitude), but he maintains his smile.]

Well... I have been pretty much everywhere. And there may not be Pokemon where I'm from exactly, but I have heard of them. [A pause.] Still... Yeah, I would like to know how this world works! Especially the part about pulling in people from other dimensions, and why exactly this place does that-- that part I'd love to hear!

[Miror frowns. That's weird. He's heard of Pokemon? How...? None of the other outsiders he's spoken to have known anything about them, except the ones from Unova itself. Maybe the Doctor is just lying, trying to save face. That would be the least vexing explanation, anyway.]

That's the part you want to hear about? [Miror shakes his head.] Well, frightfully sorry, darling; there's no answer to that just yet. Oh, they do go on about the Entralink malfunctioning, but who knows really? [He peers closely at the screen.] It's what you're going to do now that you're stuck here that's the important part!

Entralink? [His eyes light up. Brain blast!] Oh, yes, the Entralink! Of course! [And cue the babbling. He doesn't even seem to be addressing anyone other than himself anymore.] That's where all the newcomers end up first. Some kind of force is pulling in anything it can reach-- like a vortex-- and the vortex is located there! That must be the source! But it's broken-- something destroyed it, and that created the vortex. Now, could be that it's reaching out for materials-- materials to repair itself. But it can't find the right parts. So we have to fix it!

Ohh, I should have done more scans... [He fumbles with the silver device in his hand, furrowing his brow. The end of the device glows blue and emits an odd buzzing sound.] No, no, no, no-- What's gotten into you? [He eventually gives up on the device, lowering it with a frustrated sort of sound.

Abruptly, he looks back at the screen.] I already know what I'm going to do. I'm a Doctor, after all-- I can fix things. Doctors are good at that, you know. [He grins, very self-assured.]

[Miror quickly adopts an unamused scowl as it becomes clear he is being ignored. He watches silently as the Doctor fiddles with the silver device, noting that it seems to be broken, which is mildly amusing to see.

Miror realizes what's really bothering him -- one lost cause of a recruit isn't enough to totally ruin his tempo -- but this man seems to actually know what he's talking about! At least, the sheer amount of technobabble seems to point in that direction, which means that he might actually be able to fix the Entralink, and that is the absolute last thing that Miror B. wants. When the Doctor finally readdresses him, Miror is thoroughly agitated about the whole situation.]

Fantastic, darling, I'm oh-so-happy for you. [His shades glint as he lowers his head a bit to glare at the screen. Maybe he should take a page from Team Snagem's book and sic a Pokemon with Sleep Powder on the Doctor then lock him up somewhere... No, not enough back-up to pull that one off yet. How to nip this problem in the bud then?] What was that you had there? With the blue light?

[The Doctor's eyes dart to the device, then back to Miror.]
Sonic screwdriver. [He fiddles with it a bit more, but seems to give up with a slight huff. He slides his thumb along its side, and the glowing end retracts.] Seems to be acting a bit dodgy all of a sudden... [So... No TARDIS and an unreliable sonic screwdriver. Fantastic.] No matter! I can do plenty without it. [He slips the screwdriver into the pocket of his coat.

And here goes the conversation shift again. Bit of a short attention span, it seems.] Another question: about how long have you been here?

[Miror raises a brow skeptically at the name of the thing.] Sonic screwdriver? Okay. [Still, if it's broken, and the Doctor is annoyed by that, maybe that's something to go on. The fact that he can apparently do plenty without it isn't good, though.]

[Miror frowns slightly, reluctant to answer any more questions posed by the Doctor. But, without a plan yet to stop him from trying to fix the Entralink, he figures he'd better play along.] Oh, let's see. [He briefly considers lying but can't find any real merit in it.] Almost a month now!

...Say, what are you a doctor of, anyway? You seem to know oh-so-much about... this. Are you a scientist? [Scientists were very useful, in Miror's experience. Cipher had hired a whole herd of scientists to develop the Shadow Pokemon, after all, and that went off rather well, for the most part.]

A month? [He's heard the same answer from others. Did this world steal people in shifts? Odd; he doesn't recall showing up alongside anyone else. He scratches his head with a scowl.] Awful long time, isn't that? For you lot, at least. ["You lot" meaning humans, but he doesn't let the label sink in for very long before he's launching into his answer.]

Oh, lots of things! Bit of a scientist, yeah-- but I'm a traveller, mostly. Just passing through places. Don't exactly enjoy being forced into one like this, though... Wouldn't be the first time it's happened, mind you, but still not exactly fun.

Wouldn't be the first time it's happened? [Miror sighs, annoyed with the constant stream of things he can't understand.] You are just full of mysteries, aren't you?

Just... I know, keep us posted on your progress, will you? [If it looked like the Doctor was onto something later, maybe Miror would have time to act on it...] I'm sure everyone would appreciate that! [He grins; luckily his shades mostly hide the fact that it's completely forced.] Oh! And if you ever need anything, let me know. I do so enjoy helping my fellow outsiders.

[He just grins.] Yeah, I 'spose! I get that a lot, actually. [And if he wasn't "full of mysteries", he was "off his rocker". He's probably both.

He seems to consider the idea for a moment before the grin returns.] Why not? I'll keep some logs, sure! And I'll keep you in mind, Mister Expert! Molto bene!

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