[The Paras nearest to the edge of the rock lifts its head, blinking slowly as it watches Chie approach. It responds by edging a bit closer to its partner, nudging its head against the other's with a soft series of clicks.
Kaneki follows behind, lifting his bag a bit higher on his shoulders.]
Do you think they just...grow back? Even if they're removed?
Yeah. It seems to be a species-wide thing, so maybe they're... born with them, or they come in contact with the spores shortly after hatching. Maybe from their parents?
[He looks back at the Pokemon, both of which are still very much aware of Kaneki and Chie's presence, but don't seem to mind their audience much. They haven't done anything but watch them, anyway.]
[He's probably going to regret this later but goshdang he suddenly cares very much about the outcomes of the lives of these tiny parasite crab things.]
Okay, let's do this. [ She opens her shoulder bag, pulling out an empty Pokéball which she throws at one of the parasite crabs. The ball successfully connects and the poor thing goes inside with a flash of light, and it shakes a few times before that click is heard.
[Kaneki had his hand halfway into his bag to pull out a Pokeball of his own before Chie tossed hers out, already having caught it by the time he's got one in hand.
The Paras left behind jumps, skittering in a quick, frantic circle as it looks for the other. Not wanting to have to see it get upset, he's quick to toss his ball at the other one, nearly missing the rock entirely in his haste but somehow managing to still clip the thing on the side enough to cause the ball to open and pull it inside. Like before, the ball shakes vigorously for a moment before it clicks and goes still.]
I don't really follow a theme when it comes to naming mine, but I've named a few after camera-related companies? So I could call it Hanimex or Angénieux or something.
Have you? That's a good idea. With these guys having parasites and all...it reminds me of The Metamorphosis, but I already nicknamed my Venipede Gregor. It shouldn't be too hard to think of something else, though.
It's not boring at all! I mean, the book is written in the perspective of a man who wakes up turned into a bug one day. You don't think that's interesting?
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Kaneki follows behind, lifting his bag a bit higher on his shoulders.]
Do you think they just...grow back? Even if they're removed?
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I dunno. If there are any spores and stuff left, then... probably?
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Well...they do seem pretty happy, either way. Maybe they're just used to it.
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They're actually...sortof cute, in a way.
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Even the weirder things around here seem cuter than they should be, though. It's...really strange.
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[...he's a little surprised he did, actually.]
I guess these two don't plan on going anywhere any time soon.
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[ The Paras seem to be having a good time hanging out on a rock, though. ]
Maybe I should catch one of them.
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[He looks back at the Pokemon, both of which are still very much aware of Kaneki and Chie's presence, but don't seem to mind their audience much. They haven't done anything but watch them, anyway.]
What about the other one?
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You don't think that would upset the other one, though? They do seem to be pretty close...
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[He's probably going to regret this later but goshdang he suddenly cares very much about the outcomes of the lives of these tiny parasite crab things.]
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Chie Hori is now +1 Paras. ]
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The Paras left behind jumps, skittering in a quick, frantic circle as it looks for the other. Not wanting to have to see it get upset, he's quick to toss his ball at the other one, nearly missing the rock entirely in his haste but somehow managing to still clip the thing on the side enough to cause the ball to open and pull it inside. Like before, the ball shakes vigorously for a moment before it clicks and goes still.]
...that was easy.
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I wonder what I should name it.
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Hm...I don't know what I should name mine, either. Maybe...maybe after something from literature?
[He shrugs.]
That's what I usually do, anyway.
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