Trigger huffed at the girl, but followed her out of the well, shaking his paws out one at a time before sitting among the group, just listening, curiously. Given the fact that his entire eye was coal black, one couldn't quite tell where he was looking. Thus, he had a good time eyeballing the Lucain. Oh, so she insulted him
more He grinned a wiley grin, bearing his teeth at her with an eccentric cackling sort of laughter. "That's no way to talk to your hero, is it? ♪~"
He settled contently after that, ears flicking this way and that as he listened to the conversation. "'Name's Trigger. Pow~" His headphones suddenly blasted a guitar riff at a near deafening volume when he said 'pow,' quieting down in an instant. Others passing by at the moment jumped and scattered with a brief panic, before realizing nothing was wrong and an uproar of whispers followed. He snickered as the scattered like cockroaches to the light, pleased with the reaction.
But then the Khalmar caught his attention. So. Something sounded interesting. "Yeah home slice, what's the dealio? What's a Jirachi?~" It sounded rare. It sounded interesting. It sounded like he could benefit from this.
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Belle blinked as she heard the Relowockee's thoughts echo in her head, and turned a somersault in the air, letting out a playful hum. "
I'm a Jirachi, I'm a Jirachi! But I'm all by myself! Find me, find me! We can all play together, we'll have lots of fun, yup yup, yippe!~"
She tittered harmlessly, and twirled, causing the streaming ribbons coming from her spine to wrap warmly around her before they fell at ease again, hovering at either of her sides.