A Trainer Just Wanna Have Fun!

[souldream]

A. RING RING!
[Wherever you are, your Phone of some kind is going off. On the other end? It's this guy!]

Hey there! Ulsai! What's up? What cha doing? I'm bored, tell me things!

B. ENCOUNTER!
[At Any Route a near by tall grass or bush will wiggle before he jumps straight out with his arms spread out.]

Aha! Our eyes met! Ya know what that means, right?!

[From the playful gleam in his eyes it's clear he was simply just kidding around.]


[ooc: feel free to casually use any name on this kiddo--he'll just pretend it's his name and won't correct anyone at all.]

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[buson]

Huh? Hey! Who—

[Ohh, he recognizes that accent.]

How'd you even get this number?

[souldream]

[Oh. Uh, huh. He didn't mean to call this guy but that's what he gets for dialing random numbers.]

I started dialing a buncha numbers!

[At least he's not lying there.]

Anyway, whatcha doing?

[Chris' luck, I guess]

[buson]

[Wherever Buson is, he is not alone. The background is noisy with clinks of glass and the indistinct distant voices of people. There is a snicker, a bit closer by.] Hey!! Shut up— [A muffled sound? Shortly after, it's clear again.]

... activities. I'm busy doin' activities. So, you tellin' me you got this number by accident?

Chris considering hanging up and blocking the number-- (but he's too nice)

[souldream]

[Oooh, the guy sounded like he's busy! Activities, huh? Definitely not suspicious at all, Mister I didn't go to a Pokemon Center because the Nurse was a Kid, but anyway have my money despite my injured Pokemon-]

Oh, if you're busy then I can just hang up! No harm done!

[Except he's yet to hang up the phone. He can make Buson do that!]

Yep! I don't got anyone I can call here! Can't call home or any of the pals, mmhmm.

[way ahead of you /Buson isn't too nice to block immediately after]

[buson]

Uh-huh.

... I'm sorry you can't phone home an' all, but you can try gettin' settled at the Pokemon Center or the Lab. The Professor's always takin' in drifted kids.

My word of advice is make some pals yer own age, in-person, an' don't call random numbers, either, that's risky.

[More laughter, some teasing tones, but the words aren't clear.]

And don't call me again.

[Click.]

he ain't complaining if his number gets blocked-

[souldream]

Yeah yeah, heard it all before. Not that ya adding to it'll stop me.

[Thankfully Buson doesn't hear his response. Not when he's already hung up the phone.]

It's my damn luck I get into contact with that guy again, yeesh.

[Anyway time to ignore Buson's word of advice and continue to dial random numbers yet again.]