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42nd moon [video/action]

[The ground near Blackthorn's south exit is scarred, marked by smoking craters of varying sizes. The earth is rumbling, disturbed by the force of a thousand great impacts over and over. The roars of powerful dragons can be heard, deafening all who are present to hear them. This could be the end of the world.

When Kayne and Mist argue, they argue hard.]

I need suggestions.

[Cecil Harvey does not sound happy. Cecil Harvey does not look happy, either.]

Middle name suggestions. Names for both males and females, preferably fitting for dragons. They must absolutely be easy to shout, especially when combined with a first and a last name. Your help would be greatly appreciated.

[In his defense, dealing with two Pokémon who settle a lover's spat with Draco Meteor would be enough to make anyone feel slightly tired.

Once the fight finally dies down, he'll be looking for Rosa. They need to talk plans.]

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Can't you do that after they've calmed down, instead of giving them middle names?

...I suppose I could. It's not as if I was planning to leave Blackthorn immediately.

It would probably make things easier for you.

For now, at least. They argue so often, it makes me wonder how they managed to have eggs in the first place.

That... is something I couldn't tell you. I don't really get how that crap works anyway.

I know. You let them out of your sight long enough to fetch a cup of tea, and upon your return your bed is overtaken by eggs. It's quite the simple process.

There's something that sounds completely... not right about that. [Pokémon logic fails him.]

At least neither of them are sentient rocks.

[Geodude babies have always baffled him.]

Sentient... rocks. What the fuck is with this place?

Who knows? Still, they had to make their Rock-types out of something.

I guess it makes about as much sense as anything going on around here.

You'll become used to it before the end of the year. Unless we receive the same Christmas presents as last year.

I don't think I'll ever get used to it, but I'll deal. [A pause.] Christmas presents?

Eggs. One for everyone, delivered in the middle of the night, no matter where we were. It also happened last April. No one has ever been able to explain it.

So once at Christmas, and once in April? Why the hell in April? Alright. Well, I guess it's pretty nice, even if it doesn't make any damn sense at all.

I just wonder who the hell can do something like that...

It'd have to be someone who can teleport, or a group that is suspiciously well-informed. Even the fastest Pokémon cannot cross the whole of Johto in a single night.

PokéSanta, it sounds like. Not that it could actually be something that ridiculous. Or could it?

...Trucy did mention someone named Santa, back in Decenber. He could be responsible for this.

I, uh... really don't think that's what it is.

Why not? Even Johto has certain aspects in common with other worlds. Why not a man that can bring gifts to everyone?

Maybe because there isn't a man that actually does that.

...A Pokémon, then. This world has Pokémon for everything.

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For everything. [Yes, he does sound a bit skeptical.] How many of these damn things are there, anyway?

At least three hundred, but I've not tried to count them all. And those are only the ones whose existence we can prove.

Th-three hundred!? Shit, I thought there was only like... a hundred or something like that.

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