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[charcoalfeather]

"... Oh, Hi! You're talking to Rakka, but, uh, if you're hearing this then it means I can't answer the pokegear right now. Don't worry. Just make sure you leave a message and I'll reply to it!"

Beep!

Comments

[yanginthere]

So you do know what I'm talking about...? That's a relief.

[ ... ]

Not that it's a good thing for you! But. Still, it makes it easier for me to explain that I wasn't myself at all.

[charcoalfeather]

Yeah, I do. It was something that happened pretty much all over the place. [...] I mean, that's what I heard.

It was a really weird month, now that I think about it.

[yanginthere]

Ahah... yeah it really was.

[ Ahem. ]


I mean, it's not an excuse for me. I still feel bad. But what happened is I ended up switching personalities with someone from back home that I fought with once. Her name's Neon. [ Yang sighed. ] It wasn't a pleasant encounter, and I don't think she's easy to get along with but, well, you can kind of see why?

[charcoalfeather]

Someone that you fought with? [She sounds... just a bit skeptical. But it's mixed in with a sense of curiosity that Rakka may never lose.]

I... I can, yeah. [...] It sounds like none of this was fun for you either, Yang.

[Audio] 5/9 afternoon

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Rakka? Is this going through? [The 'Gear's been so finicky lately and she absolutely hates it.]

[yanginthere]

It wasn't. But this was less fun for everyone else involved. [ She isn't about to say that she is the one with the short end of the stick, just because it was beyond her control. Yang did plenty of private moping already. ]

[charcoalfeather]

Mmm... [Judging by the sounds, Rakka was in agreement with that. Now that she was actually hearing about it from the source... all around, the mess Yang had accidentally caused seemed bigger then she ever could have thought. She. She felt kind of bad.]

...I appreciate it, you calling to apologize for what... the other you said. I mean it.

[yanginthere]

It's the least I could do. [ Literally. But even though she's made that point clear, Yang still sounded relieved. ]

If there's anything else — and I mean anything I can do to try and make it up to you, all you gotta do is ask.

[charcoalfeather]

[It is the least she could do. But, then again, an apology can go a long way if someone's willing to make up for it. Rakka hopes that Yang does.]

Really? Well, I... [Okay. What can she ask for that Yang will be able to follow up on. It has to be concise, simple. But what could she possibly-- aha!]

Okay. How about... next time we meet, we train together?

[charcoalfeather]

[It's been such a finicky mess, Rakka was more surprised to actually hear someone's voice coming through then not. It's a scramble for her pokegear then!]

Ashley? Hello, Ashley? Are you there?

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Static, static, static...]

R--akka! Ugh, can you hear this? I can hear you- this is so damn stupid, what the-- [...static.] --jeez. Hello?

[It seems to be stabilizing...]

[yanginthere]

[ That was unexpected. Yang was amiable to it. ] Sure! But do you mean train you, or train your Pokémon?

[ Rakka might be a little small for the Xiao Long-Rose training regimen. ]

sure did miss this

[charcoalfeather]

Ashley!

[Krschscchech.....krrssch... No, wait. There it goes.

And here we are, possibly stabilizing. Hopefully. Maybe.]

... U-uh, are you still there? Hello!

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka's proud of her often hidden ability of being unexpected. It was a thing that happened more in her earlier days then now.]

Uh, well... I was thinking about my Pokemon...

[Then again, she'd never considered training herself. Ever.]

no prob!

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Yes. Yes, I'm here. Ugh, finally. With everything so- so weird and topsy turvy, I wanted to see how you were, but apparently that's harder than I thought it'd be.

[charcoalfeather]

You did? I'm sorry, I should have tried to call you, but it feels like everything's been even stranger then it usually is.

[It's been a fun couple of days, worrying about the world turning into pixelated blocks.]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Tell me about it... It's okay, this is only the second time, and it actually went through, thank God. Where are you? Are you still in Violet? Are you okay?

[yanginthere]

All right. About what level are they now? [ Best to find out how thorough said training can be. She doesn't want her crew playing too roughly. ]

[charcoalfeather]

Level? Uhh... [Well she... actually doesn't check too much. Let's just look those up right now, shall we?]

Well, some of them are around level twenty and a few that are in the thirties! [You can tell which ones are the babies.]

[yanginthere]

Okay, good! It doesn't sound like there will be any problems if they tussle with my furballs. [ Not that she's ever seen a Pokémon get seriously hurt yet anyway. ]

[charcoalfeather]

Y-yeah! [Hopefully...! She's trying so hard not to sound uncertain about all this.] They're pretty strong. But I've only been in a couple battles with trainers.

[charcoalfeather]

Yeah. Feels like it really wasn't working until recently. [It's more of a reassurance to herself then Ashley, but.]

Oh, yes! I'm still in Violet city training-- and, and I'm doing just fine!

[...] What about you? Are you still traveling? You're alright too, right?

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Thank God... No idea what this...thing could do or... Ugh. I'm, I'm fine, I've been traveling with some people and...we just got into Goldenrod City. Everything got- weird on the road, so it's...disorienting, but I'm alright.

[How did it suddenly take two hours to get out of the Forest and travel that huge Route?? Glitches.]

[charcoalfeather]

Oh. W-well! That's, um, good! It's great that you're all alright. [What is even happening to the world right now, they just don't know.

She gives a light sigh.]

I've been in Violet City for the whole thing and... it was still really weird. I've never seen anything like it at all.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[She sighs too, it's just that kind of day.] Video games. It's some kind of...bizarro glitch. Just more proof of where we are... You've got someone there with you at least, right? ...Oh, the shouty boy?