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[twistedspoon]

[Maybe you've seen it: something yellow in the corner of your eye, vanishing when you turn your head to get a better look. Maybe you've felt it: an unfamiliar presence probing at the recesses of your mind, if you're attuned to pick up on such things. Maybe you have no idea that for the past 12 hours, something has been hiding out and investigating the school.

Now the Abra is awake and out in the open, teleporting here and there, seeking something intangible.]

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[twistedspoon]

[She can feel your intent, trainer-boy. As much as she hates expending energy on communication, she'd hate having balls thrown at her even more. Maybe if she makes the message as simple as possible...]

My trainer? Home. Boring.

[goldhearted]

[Gold wasn't a stranger to psychic communication- thanks Bobby- and he responded calmly, with a nod. Although he wasn't 100% sure what she'd meant, he recognized this Abra already had a trainer.

Well... it was neat to see one anyway. He moved his hand from the belt area and calmly reached towards the Pokemon, giving her a gentle pat on the head.]

Lucky trainer.

[twistedspoon]

[Head pats are always acceptable. She bows her head slightly, inviting him to scratch behind her ears too. At least she won't have to do it herself, then.]

No. Lucky gambler. [Something about that seems to be really amusing to her.]

[goldhearted]

[Oh! Like the Abra that could be won at the Game Corner. He nods.

Gold takes the hint and scratches behind the Abra's ears. This Pokemon already had a trainer, but it was hard to resist giving it some attention regardless.]