She smiled sweetly at the Pokemon and felt a nostalgic ache of her own. If this were truly Heaven, maybe her playmates, all the clones were around somewhere on this island too...
“It’s nice to meet you.”
It’s strange... the look in Pikachu’s eyes reminds her of Mewtwo, sort of like a person, but also like a Pokemon.
She gave a little curtsey, though one hand was wet and sandy. Rising back to look up to Ash, she wondered what kind of answer to give.
“I grew up... in Saffron city! We moved because of my papa’s new job, though, to a place near Cinnabar Island.”
New Island. But she knew her father’s research wasn’t anything any normal company would support, it was unnatural... he knew he was making something that would be used as a weapon... it’s probably best not to say anything too specific about it.
The brief distant look was replaced with another sweet smile. “And where did you come from?”
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“It’s nice to meet you.”
It’s strange... the look in Pikachu’s eyes reminds her of Mewtwo, sort of like a person, but also like a Pokemon.
She gave a little curtsey, though one hand was wet and sandy. Rising back to look up to Ash, she wondered what kind of answer to give.
“I grew up... in Saffron city! We moved because of my papa’s new job, though, to a place near Cinnabar Island.”
New Island. But she knew her father’s research wasn’t anything any normal company would support, it was unnatural... he knew he was making something that would be used as a weapon... it’s probably best not to say anything too specific about it.
The brief distant look was replaced with another sweet smile.
“And where did you come from?”