It's alright. I just got his tail left and then we're good to go.
[Incineroar rumbles happily at Beat, almost as if to say "hey bro!" back at him. Furret, meanwhile, fidgets a little as he tries to sniff at Beat despite Kieran hanging onto Furret's tail to brush out the last bits. Hello, hello!]
You mean Pokemon? [He chuckles a bit as he corrects Beat's pronunciation.] Oh yeah. Bein' a Pokemon trainer isn't just about battles, it's also about takin' care of your Pokemon and what they need. Every Pokemon needs different things. Like, Furret needs to get brushed more than Incineroar does, while I gotta polish Dragonite's scales once in a while to make sure they're healthy. Hydrapple's scales get a natural polish thanks to his big apple, but if he's sick then the syrup and Applin Juice he makes ends up tastin' sour. And Politoed needs fresh water to bathe in or else his skin dries out.
[Beat leans forward when Furret comes towards him, petting the Pokemon on the head, and scratching just behind its ears. Kuma gets a little jealous of this and nudges Beat's other hand, wanting some attention as well. Beat happily obliges his cerberus as they wait for Kieran to finish with Furret's grooming.]
Damn, yo. Dunno how ya able to keep track of all that. Most I've ever had to deal with was dogs when I used to walk a couple 'fore.
Ehehe... well, it's pretty standard stuff back home! And that's only the basic stuff. But I wanna make sure my Pokemon are taken care of. They're some'a my best buds, after all!
[He finishes brushing out the tail, giving it a nod as he leans back. He could probably do more, but that's good enough for now, and Furret will probably bug him for more later anyway.]
[Beat does another quick check with the rest of the crew for anything they might need before departing for Eltrut. On the ship, he fastens a few bags tied together to act as some sort of carrier for whatever they procure on their trip.
Their first stop on the leviathan is to get some food. The crew might be smaller, but they're still going to need to eat something, even if it's rudimentary for the meantime.]
Man, we really gotta figure out the cooking situation with the rest. Dunno how long y'all gonna be aight with curry and riceballs.
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[Incineroar rumbles happily at Beat, almost as if to say "hey bro!" back at him. Furret, meanwhile, fidgets a little as he tries to sniff at Beat despite Kieran hanging onto Furret's tail to brush out the last bits. Hello, hello!]
You mean Pokemon? [He chuckles a bit as he corrects Beat's pronunciation.] Oh yeah. Bein' a Pokemon trainer isn't just about battles, it's also about takin' care of your Pokemon and what they need. Every Pokemon needs different things. Like, Furret needs to get brushed more than Incineroar does, while I gotta polish Dragonite's scales once in a while to make sure they're healthy. Hydrapple's scales get a natural polish thanks to his big apple, but if he's sick then the syrup and Applin Juice he makes ends up tastin' sour. And Politoed needs fresh water to bathe in or else his skin dries out.
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Damn, yo. Dunno how ya able to keep track of all that. Most I've ever had to deal with was dogs when I used to walk a couple 'fore.
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[He finishes brushing out the tail, giving it a nod as he leans back. He could probably do more, but that's good enough for now, and Furret will probably bug him for more later anyway.]
Alright, I'm good to go when you are!
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[Beat does another quick check with the rest of the crew for anything they might need before departing for Eltrut. On the ship, he fastens a few bags tied together to act as some sort of carrier for whatever they procure on their trip.
Their first stop on the leviathan is to get some food. The crew might be smaller, but they're still going to need to eat something, even if it's rudimentary for the meantime.]
Man, we really gotta figure out the cooking situation with the rest. Dunno how long y'all gonna be aight with curry and riceballs.
[That's all he knows, unfortunately.]