New Friends are Easy to Make

[socrowdedinhere]

Who: Zeran, Trevor Belmont, Clarence, and all the pokemon.
What: Clarence is bringing a certain yamask and phantum to meet some friends.
Where: Jae's house.
Warnings: Cute to melt your teeth.

Noemi was excited and it showed. She about bobbed in the air, mask held in tail as usual as she turned this way and that, taking in the sights. She was not only absolutely stoked to meet new people, as it had felt like forever since she'd known anyone outside of the hospital until Clarence showed up, but doubly so that her nervous little friend had agreed to come along too. The phantump was staying close to her, all but glued to her back and looking around with a more nervous, shy, and worried air than one of excitement. Noemi turned, petting at her friend, cooing comforts to him before turning to look out at the place again.

Today, she was sure, was going to be a great day.

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[socrowdedinhere]

Noemi listened to all of that, processing, and realized she had two questions. "I have questions. What Aaron Kelly real, or is he just a story? And... are you saying there's a gym leader that is a ghost?"

Zeran would have laughed at her tone at the second question. She sounded every bit like a baffled teen who was sure she had to have heard something wrong. Honestly, though, he was wondering the last himself, and so listened for the answer, even as he considered what he might make for everyone to eat if Jae had what he needed...

[cynicalwanderer]

Trevor chuckled at the story of Aaron Kelly. He rather enjoyed stories and felt this was a good one!

Nodding to the questions, Trevor has one of his own... "And, who - or what, denies a ghost of a new form?" It's his understanding that there is no god here, something that he is deeply grateful for, but he can't help but wonder who would be powerful enough to stop a ghost transitioning if that's a possibility.

[grimm_and_gastly]

Despite the company he kept, Clarence was not one to tease.

"I have some answers, but at least as many questions as you, and you, and you," this with a smile and one hand (palm up, rather than pointing impolitely) indicating Noemi/Zeran, then Trevor, then Noemi/Zeran, "put together. It seems Aaron Kelly was real, as a man by that name died and was buried eighty-two years ago, but the grave is empty. Where Aaron Kelly is, and how talkative he is at present, that's more of a mystery. Lazuli's gym leader is something of a mystery as well, though there's no denying his existence---the uncertainty is regarding who he was in life. It seems public service is only part of his punishment, and the other part is anonymity; the nickname 'Greybeard' has stuck since we have to call him something, and the name of his ship is also unknown... though that doesn't really disrupt conversation on account of its being the only regularly-appearing ghost ship at the site."

As opposed to the erratically-appearing ghost ships.

Clarence turned to Trevor with a little shrug. "According to the legends, Drakogen? Though, if a spirit's been partially consumed but something like a lampent, there may not be... enough to come back, but it's plausible a, ah, depleted shade---and I'm sorry, there's so little in the way of established language for this sort of subject---could become part of an aggregate like drifloon but there's still so much we just don't know."

[socrowdedinhere]

Zeran was pushing to pay a bit more attention now. Things like this caught his interest. Mysteries, curiosities, things science just couldn't explain (yet) were things he lived for.

Noemi ends up relaying his thoughts more than her own, though truthfully her own mirror his closely enough that she won't really say she's sharing Zeran's thoughts this time. "It's interesting knowing there are at least kernels of truth at least. Stories can certainly turn into something of their own, but knowing it started on a truth makes it really interesting."

But with no other specific question to ask on that line, she went back to a previous comment. "What are your questions for us?"

Buddy was slowly starting to edge around the table, quietly moving to inspect the people, hopefully, at least mostly, unnoticed.