Or his own demon, here, something that Red can't comprehend upon viewing the complete shift in his person, eyes frozen and with his own body uncertain of what to do, if to move forward like he does by a step or to not get closer, take that step back. Was it a ghost? Some kind of creature attached to him?
No--if there was a ghost, wouldn't have Gengar noticed it? She was sensitive to such things, to emotions -- which is why her ball rattles now in his hand. Red clasps his other around it to keep it from dropping out. He could let her out again, try and do something about it, but-
(how would Lu Meng react? Was his actions before completely because of seeing her, or the something else now taking place?)
Red moves away, but he doesn't leave, giving space between him and the searching shadow for the ball he replaces Gengar with, her name being called out upon the light of her release-- ] Lapras!
[ Aquatic, with a whale-like voice that is heard upon release; at eight feet tall she's quite a sight. But that can be taken in when Lu Meng can see anything but his own blackened memories. ]
Sing! Hey!--listen to her song! Whatever's going on, we're here!
[ Her head's already tipped back and letting out a sound that spreads out through the area, alluring, soothing; usually meant to put individuals to sleep when used for such means, but something that can fought off, and that isn't the task of this song.
It's the calm that it produces, and the idea of a force that wishes to fight against whatever is attacking at the man to point itself towards them if it's so malicious. Red stands by Lapras side, even moving forward despite what those tendrils intend to do. There may be that sliver of fear in him (of what's going on, for the man--), but he's stood up against too many uncertain situations to let it devour him.
He's determined. An emotion that spreads to Lapras's song, that could fight to bring life back to the barren ground. Pokémon and trainer--a partnership of being in sync with one another, working together.
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Or his own demon, here, something that Red can't comprehend upon viewing the complete shift in his person, eyes frozen and with his own body uncertain of what to do, if to move forward like he does by a step or to not get closer, take that step back. Was it a ghost? Some kind of creature attached to him?
No--if there was a ghost, wouldn't have Gengar noticed it? She was sensitive to such things, to emotions -- which is why her ball rattles now in his hand. Red clasps his other around it to keep it from dropping out. He could let her out again, try and do something about it, but-
(how would Lu Meng react? Was his actions before completely because of seeing her, or the something else now taking place?)
Red moves away, but he doesn't leave, giving space between him and the searching shadow for the ball he replaces Gengar with, her name being called out upon the light of her release-- ] Lapras!
[ Aquatic, with a whale-like voice that is heard upon release; at eight feet tall she's quite a sight. But that can be taken in when Lu Meng can see anything but his own blackened memories. ]
Sing! Hey!--listen to her song! Whatever's going on, we're here!
[ Her head's already tipped back and letting out a sound that spreads out through the area, alluring, soothing; usually meant to put individuals to sleep when used for such means, but something that can fought off, and that isn't the task of this song.
It's the calm that it produces, and the idea of a force that wishes to fight against whatever is attacking at the man to point itself towards them if it's so malicious. Red stands by Lapras side, even moving forward despite what those tendrils intend to do. There may be that sliver of fear in him (of what's going on, for the man--), but he's stood up against too many uncertain situations to let it devour him.
He's determined. An emotion that spreads to Lapras's song, that could fight to bring life back to the barren ground. Pokémon and trainer--a partnership of being in sync with one another, working together.
Would it do anything at all? ]