[Why would a pure-hearted boy like Sagi be found skulking in a Mango City alley in the middle of the day? It's kind of a long story, involving a magazine. Not the kind of story that would have been in such a magazine - he'd be horrified at the thought. He just happened to see it lying out on a park bench, decided instantly that this was not an object he should leave in the vicinity of any local free-roaming preschool kids, and went to find somewhere less visible to throw it away.
After flicking through it. With his gloves on, because he literally doesn't know where it's been. Look, anyone would be a little curious.
But when he disposes of the hazardous object and goes to close the dumpster like a responsible citizen, something inside lets out a meep of surprise and darts out from under the lid, landing unsteadily on a nearby trash bag. It's small, it's fuzzy, it's purple, it's kitten-shaped... it's an Espurr! A little crumpled snack bag appears to be stuck to the fur on its front. Sagi doesn't know the name, of course; he only knows that it seems to have frozen up and is now staring blankly at him, as if it has Seen Things.]
A Pokemon!
[As ever, he's his own running commentary at normal speaking volume. He does crouch down to talk to the Espurr itself, though. The poor thing looks frightened out of its mind.]
Were you stuck in there? I don't want to fight you or anything, it's okay.
[...It's still staring at him. Presently, a light breeze dislodges the snack bag and sends it drifting down the alleyway.]
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Date: 2020-10-08 05:01 pm (UTC)After flicking through it. With his gloves on, because he literally doesn't know where it's been. Look, anyone would be a little curious.
But when he disposes of the hazardous object and goes to close the dumpster like a responsible citizen, something inside lets out a meep of surprise and darts out from under the lid, landing unsteadily on a nearby trash bag. It's small, it's fuzzy, it's purple, it's kitten-shaped... it's an Espurr! A little crumpled snack bag appears to be stuck to the fur on its front. Sagi doesn't know the name, of course; he only knows that it seems to have frozen up and is now staring blankly at him, as if it has Seen Things.]
A Pokemon!
[As ever, he's his own running commentary at normal speaking volume. He does crouch down to talk to the Espurr itself, though. The poor thing looks frightened out of its mind.]
Were you stuck in there? I don't want to fight you or anything, it's okay.
[...It's still staring at him. Presently, a light breeze dislodges the snack bag and sends it drifting down the alleyway.]