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Galvantula shied away from Jolteon’s muzzle when he leaned in to sniff at her, then crawled carefully out of the carriage and returned to her spot at Blair’s side. She kept her six eyes on Volkner, unwilling to let the gym leader out of her sight for even a short second. Who knew what he could do to her trainer in that time? Blair, to his credit, didn’t seem to take any notice of the electric spider’s unusual behavior. At all.

“How does a four on four match sound?” he asked Volkner, flashing the older trainer a bright, excited grin as he wandered away from the Ferris wheel. Thanks to the thunder clouds gathering above, the area was nearly empty of pedestrians— leaving plenty of room for a battle to take place. “I can’t go any higher than that with the pokémon I have on me. Any other rules are up to you!” Blair’s Galvantula walked backwards, tripping over her own legs several times as she attempted to follow him while still keeping her watch over Volkner.

ϟ Electrical Tension ϟ

[The moment that Blair’s Galvantula starts to look at him funny, Volkner raises an eyebrow.]

“What?” [He asks the pokemon, as if it might answer.]

[But the carriage comes to a stop, swaying softly because of the gentle push of inertia. Watching as the pokemon trainer hurries out of the cart, he eyes the Galvantula expectantly waiting for it to follow its trainer.]

[Jolteon stretches to hop out of Volkner’s lap.]

[Curious about the bitter spider from before, the eeveelution leans forward to sniff at the other pokemon’s legs.]

“It’s not my fault if it bites you.” [Volkner murmurs under his breath while crouching as he exits to avoid hitting his head on the roof of the ride.]

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Hey Hilbert, have you ever heard of Hilbert Space? It's an interesting concept in mathematics that I happened to come across the other day involving abstract vector space. Is it because you don't like mathematics that you refuse to use your name?

Math hasn't got anything to do with it.... Did I give you the impression that I don't like math, or something? I- I'm not sure how I should feel about that.

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Why are you in Man-Camp?

"I think Whitlea must've signed me up, or something... I guess, uh, I don't fit everyone's conventional idea of 'manly'?""But I don't really care what anyone thinks of me in that department. Not like it matters, right?"

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Can you play the guitar?

"A little bit! I'm not very good, though."

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will you cut your hair?

"Right now? I don't think so-- I mean, it's not that long, is it? I'm pretty sure I've got my hair under control..."Blair tugged experimentally at a lock of his hair."Do you think I should?"

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Do you sing in the shower?

"All the time!"

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For the next hour I'll answer every single one of your extremely personal messages, even if you're anon.

one hour only, starting now :3

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When it was clear that Volkner wasn’t going to ask him any more questions, Blair allowed himself to relax and enjoy the view. The ride was almost over, after all- he ought to get his money’s worth! But the Ferris wheel was free, so that didn’t really apply, and he could just as easily go up again if he wasn’t satisfied— Volkner was staring at him. What did he want? Blair peeked at his reflection in the window, trying to see if he had anything on his face, or if maybe his hair was a little messier than usual, but he didn’t find anything bizarre or out of the ordinary. He looked back to Volkner and then checked a second time, just to be sure. Still nothing. He tried really hard to ignore it, but Volkner’s stare was just so intense—! Blair reclined as far back as the bench would allow him while pointedly avoiding eye contact. Galvantula, noticing his discomfort, climbed into his lap and glowered at the gym leader sitting across from them until they reached the ground. When their Ferris wheel car was opened, Blair practically jumped out of it.

*Electrical Tension*

“… Huh.”

[Fine then. He wouldn’t ask about it, anymore. He scratches at his Jolteon’s ear while thinking. Surely that if the two of them wound up battling, it’d be exciting. He’d heard so much about the Plasma drama in Unova that he’d wanted to a.) strangle himself or b.) join the fight. His feelings now were still mixed. Should he be more intimidated than he was?]

[He looks over the small-framed male sitting across from him.]

[Nah. No matter how he looked at Blair, he couldn’t bring himself to feel scared. The longer he watched him, the more impatient he became to battle. It wasn’t frightening as much as it was exciting. He feels his heartbeat quickening against his breast.]

“…” [Hey, Blair. You remember that staring problem you had before? It looks like it might have been contagious. The blonde is watching in silence, unsure of how to revive the conversation.] 

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Blair was about to comment on Volkner’s story when the gym leader started to speak again, this time asking about Reshiram and the Team Plasma incident. It caught him a little off-guard, but he managed to wipe the flummoxed look off his face and reply anyway. “It’s kind of mean to say I own him, isn’t it?” the brunet started. “But I guess so— we battled Zekrom and Team Plasma’s leader at the Pokémon League.”

He went back to looking out the window as their carriage descended, the tiniest bit uncomfortable with the topic at hand. “That was a long time ago, though. It doesn’t really matter.”

What a *Shock*

[Volkner hadn’t properly soaked in the information about Reshiram. In a bit of a daze, he looks down at his calm Jolteon. Naturally, the pokemon glances up at him, a bit self-conscious. The blonde looks back up to the teenager, a small smile gracing his lips.]

“When I got my first badge, it was thanks to Raichu’s Thunderbolt. He was still a Pikachu back then, though…”

“I guess you could say that Electric-types struck a chord with me. That sentimentality hasn’t faded, even now.”

[Blair’s comment is catching up to him.] “—But you said you own Reshiram? I’ve never seen it before, but I’ve heard stories. Don’t tell me that you’re one of the trainers that went through all that Team Plasma business in Unova. That was all over the news, even in Sinnoh.” [Though he’s already got a gut feeling that he’s right. Unless Blair is a shameless liar and doesn’t actually possess Reshiram at all.]

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How big is your dick?

It's... average sized? I think.

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I ship N and your mom. This is what happens when you make him ask her about sexy things you don't want to explain

"Ship"? I don't know what that means, but the way you said it-- it sounds like it might be offensive...?