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Germaine has had a rather full day, surprisingly, as he had his lunch a few people had plucked up the courage to speak with him, after a chat with Germaine they began to realise that he wasn't some beast that wanted to devour their souls and eat their children; much to Germaines further surprise a family of 4 wanted a picture with him, Germaine was taken aback but obliged them.
He also added Rice balls to a small pocket book he kept in his breast pocket - a roughly scrawled inscription upon the leather binding shows that this book contains all the foods he loves and hates.
The Love section is notably larger than the hate, as he does actually regard himself as a connoisseur in this world; he does love his food.
After this he, with a now more forgiving Kirlia, walked about checking out the various stalls and sights in the city, there was much on offer for both avatar and tourist alike, ranging from small competitions, story telling, food, shops, artists, Pokemon battles and contests.
The amount here was extensive and the planning for it must have been a severe pain to do.
Before long both Germaine and Kirlia departed from the attractions towards the hotel, where they both rested and let their food settle for a few hours.
That was until Porygon-Z made some sort of an attempt at knocking on his door.
It turned out that a special dinner had been set out for all the avatars at a place called "The Ritzy Raichu" the dress code was smart; Black tie to be precise.
Thankfully Germaine was well equipped for these sort of events; not that he carried them of course, the utility of having Kirlia and her teleport allowed him to travel light; no matter where he went, the distance however does take some time, so Germaine took advantage of this by taking a shower.
An hour later; 20 minutes before dinner commenced, Germaine was in his best tuxedo, he wasn't laden with money but he had a knack for certain things, specifically music and even some capability to choreograph Pokémon contests; Giratina had assumed that this was Germaines actual job before he took over his body, the skill remained but he felt odd when ever he worked.
As if his body was performing familiar actions, yet he had little to no comprehension as to what was going on. (should really have contained this in his bio- my apologies)
Kirlia too was 'dressed' up, she had two crimson bows tied around her 'horns' something she made Germaine buy her or she would keep him awake for three solid days.
Yes. That was her real threat.
It didn't take long before the pair where outside the restaurant, and much to Germaines disappointment someone was waiting outside the doors, and the green hair gave away his identity long before he spoke.
But he was above pettiness, standing opposite Wells; the avatar to Rayquaza Germaine merely asked, in his casual monotone voice.
"Looking forward to dinner?"
He also added Rice balls to a small pocket book he kept in his breast pocket - a roughly scrawled inscription upon the leather binding shows that this book contains all the foods he loves and hates.
The Love section is notably larger than the hate, as he does actually regard himself as a connoisseur in this world; he does love his food.
After this he, with a now more forgiving Kirlia, walked about checking out the various stalls and sights in the city, there was much on offer for both avatar and tourist alike, ranging from small competitions, story telling, food, shops, artists, Pokemon battles and contests.
The amount here was extensive and the planning for it must have been a severe pain to do.
Before long both Germaine and Kirlia departed from the attractions towards the hotel, where they both rested and let their food settle for a few hours.
That was until Porygon-Z made some sort of an attempt at knocking on his door.
It turned out that a special dinner had been set out for all the avatars at a place called "The Ritzy Raichu" the dress code was smart; Black tie to be precise.
Thankfully Germaine was well equipped for these sort of events; not that he carried them of course, the utility of having Kirlia and her teleport allowed him to travel light; no matter where he went, the distance however does take some time, so Germaine took advantage of this by taking a shower.
An hour later; 20 minutes before dinner commenced, Germaine was in his best tuxedo, he wasn't laden with money but he had a knack for certain things, specifically music and even some capability to choreograph Pokémon contests; Giratina had assumed that this was Germaines actual job before he took over his body, the skill remained but he felt odd when ever he worked.
As if his body was performing familiar actions, yet he had little to no comprehension as to what was going on. (should really have contained this in his bio- my apologies)
Kirlia too was 'dressed' up, she had two crimson bows tied around her 'horns' something she made Germaine buy her or she would keep him awake for three solid days.
Yes. That was her real threat.
It didn't take long before the pair where outside the restaurant, and much to Germaines disappointment someone was waiting outside the doors, and the green hair gave away his identity long before he spoke.
But he was above pettiness, standing opposite Wells; the avatar to Rayquaza Germaine merely asked, in his casual monotone voice.
"Looking forward to dinner?"