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Who: Pharos and open!
Where: Anywhere and everywhere
When: April 26-May 3 (aka the event
Summary: Who wants to play with a bitty dragon? Well, it's a bitty dragon that doesn't understand personal space, so good luck if you don't.
Warnings: None

This was not the first form Pharos had been in. Well, technically, this is the first 'Pharos' there as been, but he has memories of before this body is the point. He was expecting a new form in the future. Just... not this.

Still, it doesn't take him long to get used to it. In fact, this form actually makes for some interesting exploration possibilities. He's spent a lot of time surveying the city from the ground, walking around pretty much everywhere when he's had the chance. But now, he can get an aerial view, once he gets the hang of flying. Or... once he gets the hang of taking off, anyway. Citizens of the city might come across him when he's landed for a break or check out something (possibly landing on people if they're what he finds curious), or in the instance of him simply dropping out of the sky. Flying with actual wings is hard.

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It's all dragon sounds to Red, unfortunately. Thankfully Lapras is there to help being the one able to communicate telepathically, though a nod from Blastoise is as good enough of an answer for the question.

So Red picks himself up, giving his knee a quick wipe. "Well, I'm nearly set up so everyone can come over now." He looks to Pharos. "You too."

He makes a 'come here' motion with his hand in case Pharos might understand it, then walks to where he'd been at before. In actuality there's more than just fruit there, with loaves of bread and even a plain sponge cake there. All of it is sliced up, with more of the fruit itself than anything else. Also, all apples. Apples are always available.

"It's ready!" he calls out to the other pokémon, and Charizard, Venusaur and Snorlax make their way over, Snorlax looking considerably happy! They take a seat around the area, Venusaur on one side of Red and Pikachu slipping in to sit on the towel itself. Lapras and Blastoise are both happy to walk with Pharos (and Lapras once on land from the water moves a little slow to begin with, but no big deal he gets there).

Red takes a slice of the apple out ready and waiting for the tiny dragon to come over, telling those there "Wait a second; we've got a guest" to make sure they don't start without him (like you, Snorlax).

Pharos heads over to the table with Lapras and Blastoise, but once everyone's around together he'll look carefully at each of the pokémon in turn. They really are all very different, especially from anything inside his realm of experience (small as it is). He hopes he'll be able to talk to them all.

But he doesn't quite realize they're waiting for him until Red addresses the rest of him. He's the guest, isn't he? Well... he'e here now, so that should mean everyone can go ahead. With eating, he supposes the meaning is meant to be.

The picnic is fortunately on the floor than on a table, making for easy access for everybody big or small. When Pharos finally comes over, Red picks out a slice of apple to hold out for him.

"Do you want to try it?" He then quickly decides to sit it in front of Pharos, so he can make the choice for himself. "If you don't like it, don't eat it. You can try something else."

Pharos does not try and take the apple with his mouth, at least, instead perching a little on his back legs and reaching out to take it with his front. Probably not how dragons are actually supposed to do things, but oh well.

"Thank you," he says, figuring it's probably good even if the boy can't understand him. It seems to be rote for most people.

It's not an unusual way of eating to Red, and so he doesn't think anything of it. And despite what he hears instead of words, Red is able to gather that it's a positive sound than not. He nods, then looks to his other pokémon and begins to pick up pieces of food.

"Alright everyone, dig in!"

Everyone helps themselves to a bit of this and that (with Snorlax taking the bigger bits of this and that). What Red picks up though, he doesn't eat straight away. Instead he holds some of it up to Lapras who takes the food presented to him happily, with Red's hovering for a moment in the air to sure no food drops down, before bringing it back to his lap.

Red will be keeping an eye on Pharos, seeing if he enjoys the slice given or not. If he does, he'll offer him another piece!

Pharos munches away at the apple slice, looking around at all the other pokémon still. Once again, he barely noticed when Red offers him another piece, though he'll happily take that too. Is he allowed to ask the actual things what they are?

Well... no one's ever told him that that might be rude, so he's going to go ahead and assume it's ok. Once he finishes up his apple slice, he'll turn to Blastoise and rather bluntly ask, "What are you?"

Blastoise is munching on one of the whole apples, held up to his mouth in his stubby hand when Pharos's question gets his attention.

Wh't 'm I? he repeats, an unimpressed Charizard snorting at it but continuing with her own food. Blastoise ignores her, swallowing down his food and answering the tiny dragon. I'm a Blastoise!

He then begins to point out each individual team mate, going in a circle. That there's Charizard, that's Snorlax, Venusaur, Lapras, Pikachu- and then you've got Red! Blastoise ends it by pointing down to Red, who hearing and seeing what Blastoise was doing took interest in watching in. He thinks he gets the idea of what's going on, asking Blastoise, "Are they asking about us?"

A nod from Blastoise! Red looks at the tiny dragon. "They're pokémon - they're creatures from my world. And I'm just a human."

Pokémon... Pharos feels like he may have heard that word before. That's right, he'd talked to someone before who said they had a pokémon, but that one had looked very different from all of these. It seems to be a very broad term, like Shadows. Was it unique to just one world...?

"I see. Thank you," he tells Blastoise, quietly looking over each pokémon and working to remember their names. He doesn't want to forget.

No sweat. And what about you, eh? What do we call you? asks Blastoise. You look like the tiniest dragon I've ever seen.

"My name is Pharos," he replies, not bothering to mention the fact that he wasn't normally a tiny dragon. He wasn't asked.