026; [4th wall/Olivine]

[keychained]

[Sora doesn't remember much about the last time Johto's population grew exponentially in size, aside from the fact that he was in his favorite pair of pajamas and he lost a fight miserably to Vanitas-- though, the fact that he's suddenly able to summon his Keyblade is at least helping to deter the thought of losing fights-- and it isn't exactly the main thing that has him on edge.]

[it's this flower thingy that keeps popping up wherever he goes. tapping it with the Keyblade did nothing. taking off toward the beach to try to lose it did nothing; it just reappeared right behind him, even as Sora waded out into the water. ... fire especially did nothing. flower thingy does not like fire, and it's starting to get really creepy.]

[hence why he turns on his pokégear, fixing it on his, erm... stalker.]

Okay, I get that a lot of new people have been showing up, but what about new things? Does anybody know what this even is-- some kind of new plant? It's like it's everywhere I go.

[YOU'VE MET WITH A TERRIBLE FATE, HAVEN'T YOU, SORA?]

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[froforahome.livejournal.com]

[Sorry but this little guy knows nothing about strange flower-looking things. All he knows is that he's appeared in Olivine now. And he was in mid-flight, which means he fallen to the ground, rolling around until he regains some balance.]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[FUZZY BIRD. Sora doesn't meet very many fuzzy birds, not when the only bird on his pokémon roster is a giant metal bird-- so despite himself, he's approaching to get a better look.]

[froforahome.livejournal.com]

[The chicobo finally manages to stand back up, and he looks up at Sora curiously.]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

Hi! [Sora offers his hand out with the same amicable grin he always wears when meeting new friends. that's right, fuzzy bird, you and him are already friends. no choice in the matter, sorry.]

[froforahome.livejournal.com]

[Only one look at Sora and they're friends! There was never another option.]

[After a few moments of staring at Sora, the chicobo notices his hair, which happens to look perfect for sitting in. Hope you don't mind having a tiny bird on your head, Sora.]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[NEVER. Sora holds his arms out, as if it'll help keep both himself and the chicobo steady.]

You're okay up there, right? Are you hungry?