Eight Birds of Paradise Singing

{It seems to be a lovely day over in Saffron.... except for the little girl scarpering around on all fours after some rather confused looking Pidoves. There's an exasperated laugh, and Nanao comes briefly into frame as she casually tosses the 'Gear to Kiyone the Alakazam and jogs towards the little hellraiser.}

Isis! If you're going to chase Pokemon, at least do it as a Zorua! {The little girl shows no signs of listening, and finally manages to pounce on one of the hapless birds. OMNOMNOM DELISHUS-- hey wait what why'd you take it away from me :C}

Let it go, girl. {Unhappily, Isis does as she's told, and the Pidove flutters away to roost on top of a nearby building.}

Well, that went alarmingly well. {Nanao rolls her eyes at Kiyone, and picks up her now Zorua-shaped Zorua.}

It went quite well, considering you didn't help at all. I honestly don't know of any Alakazam that's quite as lazy as you.

I take offense to that! Besides, she's a Dark type. It would hurt. {It almost sounds like he's pouting.}

Yes, and you're level sixty-something.

It would still hurt, though.

Wimp.

Rude.

Yet, accurate.

I concede this battle.

Thank you. {She sounds smug as all hell, and Kiyone clicks the feed off in order to try and preserve what's left of his dignity.}

{OOC: Nanao will be wandering around Saffron, so feel free to bump into her!}