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Unprepared for the force of the wind, Ichiro tumbled down with an embarrassing whine. Instincts, however - whether from this new body or from his past training as a human - kicked in and uprighted him soon after. Ichiro felt a knocking on his mind. Once the initial shock and panic that it was...

Ichiro stared dumbly at the once-human-now-tumbleweed until he registered that they had just entered a fight. He could think about what exactly Melody was later. He leaped back to put some distance between himself and Enamorus as he gathered the fire in his throat, and didn't advance again until...

Ichiro opened and closed his mouth. So Melody could read minds... or something to that effect. It was a good thing he was a dark type or else he'd be one stray memory away from making her terrified of him... He supposed also that he'd really been ignoring the crystals as well. That was just a...

It was too subtle. Ichiro found the statement odd, but had no idea there was anything more to it. Ichiro hummed. So that was what was going on. Ichiro glanced at Volo. It hadn't even occurred to him that they were facing one of the Forces of Nature of myth. He supposed that held no personal...

Ichiro let out a breath. Well, I'm glad we don't have to fight, but coming all this way and then leaving doesn't feel productive... "What exactly happened?" Ichiro asked. "What made Meloetta leave?"

Ichiro would have cursed if he didn't realize Enamorus was probably always going to find some reason to attack them. It seemed like defusing the situation wasn't going to work, but Ichiro agreed that it was still worth a try. He snuffed out the flame in his throat and spoke. "Listen to her. A...

Ichiro thought that 'why don't you come a little closer so I can see you properly' sounded an awful lot like the Big Bad Houndoom disguised as the grandma trying to eat Little Red -- you'd know all about that -- but it wasn't as if they had many options. He hesitated to be the one to trigger...

"Windy, huh?" Ichiro called out, his mane and ears flapping in the wind. "Maybe there's a flying type ahead, too..." Ichiro felt a little indignant at the suggestion that some human woman who dressed like a moody teenager would be a better fighter than him until he remembered her talking about...

"I don't know if I'm skilled enough with this body to track anyone, but I can try," Ichiro said. "Anyway... what I smelled was faint, but it made me think of fairies. And it also smelled like those poison crystals that we saw outside the gate to this realm." He frowned. "Is Meloetta a fairy...

The disheveled bushes bothered Ichiro on a purely aesthetic level before he realized their state might be relevant. "Hey, do you guys notice how these bushes are kind of bent out of whack?" he asked his group. "I think I'm gonna try and..." He stepped up to the bushes and sniffed the damaged...

Ichiro gave a nod and turned to leave. Interrupted by the kid, Ichiro stopped. He briefly recalled what had happened the last time he was in the woods with a child, but shook that thought. It'll be fine. "Yeah, sure," he said. "The more, the merrier."

Ichiro let out an inaudible sigh. This floatzel really wasn't his favorite person of the group, acting all buddy-buddy when none of them actually knew each other. "Sure, why not," he said. "Anyone else wanna come along with us? I see there are plenty of you to go around." He hoped he wouldn't...

I just want what I've wanted every gen, which is a bunch of cool new Pokemon designs - whether they're brand new Pokemon, regional forms or new gimmick forms. I think those are legitimately more exciting to me than the game itself. But of course I'd like the game to be great, too.

Ichiro hummed, looking between the three paths. "Well, looks like we gotta pick one of these paths and follow it, then." He turned to the others. "Which way?"

Ichiro looked the floatzel up and down. "Well, I guess you can cover most of my weaknesses," he then said. "Let's go." Well, that was pointless, thought Ichiro to himself as he arrived at the center. Ichiro took a step forward, crouched to make himself a bit smaller. "Why do we need to be...