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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2016 12:46:48 GMT -7
Luc arranged the eyes in order of largest to smallest. Then he plucked them up, smallest ones first, and chewed on them deliberately. It was probably not the season for it, but Luc found the eyeball candies had the best taste. A perfect balance of taste and sweetness. He'd started eating them for a performance, where the character he played fancied the candies. Nowadays, Luc wasn't sure if he'd ever left character. He vaguely recalled not being very fond of them. The young man reclined on the park bench, waiting with intent. He absent-mindedly rolled around one of the eyes, stared at it, then ate it. Luc wasn't sure what he was doing so deep in Magma territory. He supposed he'd have a mess on his hands if anyone ever found out, but the Ditto'd gotten by by doing what Dittos did best. It was also the only real thing Dittos did: wear a mask, any mask, and become another actor in yet another play. He wasn't sure what role he played today. Perhaps he had just been himself when he ran off to this sleepy little town. But then, Luc hadn't been himself for most his life, and he had a hard time deciding what 'himself' really was. His eye was caught by a woman unlike many there. There was something about her that was subtly electrifying. In a literal sense: Luc could've sworn he'd seen some sparks fly off of her, but no matter how hard he looked, he could not spot it again. In a word, the woman was impressive. Luc imagined she wasn't much of a show-off, though, and was impressive by habit. Maybe she was only impressive to his eye. "Are you a staring pervert?" a voice beside him asked. Luc whirled to face the boy. "I am not staring!" The boy's eyes grew wide, and then he broke out in a large grin. "Whoaaaah! Tha's hella ace! How'd you do that?! You look just like me!" He practically hopped from excitement, his shrill voice overly loud. "Wait till I tell everyone 'bout this! Heeey!" and before Luc could even say anything, the boy dashed off. When the Ditto stared down at himself, he realised he'd done it again. "Oh brother..." Even his voice sounded similar. tl;dr Luc was staring at BAO-MIN RU when a kid catches him staring and he accidentally changes into the kid... who loudly proclaims this. THAT ought to get Bao's attention, right? RIGHT?
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 16, 2016 13:06:34 GMT -7
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Ru had already been having an all-too serious and disappointing day when she was sent to Littleroot. All she wanted to do was go on her vacation days and head out to Mauville to meet up with the layer that was going to tell her all about her parents stupid lives and what stupid things they left for her. She didn't need a lawyer to tell her that; it was nothing the internet couldn't tell her. [break][break] So for now, her job today was to retrieve a briefcase from a contact in Littleroot, and it was pretty much the easiest thing she could ever do. Although her bad mood heightened the amount of static around her, not to mention it seemed like a thunderstorm was seemingly following her around on her jobs - literally and metaphorically - it had fucking rained every single day of her mission. [break][break] It seemed, however, to be taking a break, so Ru was taking a break too, relaxing in the sunshine on a log wall that had been built to retain water from floods in the little town. It was a recent addition, but that didn't matter to Ru; it was just a place to park her rear end. [break][break] The commotion in the distance caused her to glance over lazily for the briefest of moments, raising her eyebrows as she watched some kid run away from someone who surprisingly enough looked exactly like him. That was curious. She frowned and pursed her lips, still watching the other one who had stayed behind, before hopping off the wall, walking over. [break][break] "How do you do that?" She pointed to his temple and blinked. "Are you some sort of shape-shifter?" She crossed her arms across her chest. "What sort of move is that?" It didn't look like he - or she - was doing it on purpose...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2016 13:25:47 GMT -7
Luc watched his hands. Tiny and pudgey. He was almost sure the boy he'd copied was a Pidgey. A Pidgey that didn't even have any Moves. Maybe it wasn't even a Pidgey. He sighed deeply, and just as he wanted to slump over the table, the woman he'd been watching had snuck up on him. From up close, Luc was pretty confident she was sparkling. Not in a good way. "I- I don't know what..." Luc started, then he stopped himself. Scraped his throat. How'd the kid's accent go? "Iunno what yer talkin' 'bout!" the Ditto resumed, chipper. "I've always been this way, auntie!" He looked away from her. The moment they'd lock eyes, Luc's entire guise would be up. He really wasn't keen on starting anything here. People usually had all sorts of questions and requests the moment they realised what he was. Luc remembered even some instances where people'd reacted with disgust, and found it creepy he could copy them. "Ah, ah! Ya talkin' 'bout my Substitute Move?" Luc grinned and turned his face to her. He focused on her lips. "That was hella ace, weren't it?" Would she buy it? Would she be fooled? More importantly, would the kid actually return? Luc shot a worried look in the direction the kid'd disappear off to. Didn't look like he was coming back... BAO-MIN RU
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 16, 2016 13:37:26 GMT -7
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Blinking, Ru stared at the young boy - or was he even a young boy? Girl? - becoming a bit frustrated. It didn't take that frustration long to dissipate and in it's place all that was really left was an apathetic curiosity. She shrugged her shoulders and stuffed her hands into her pockets, eyeing him - or her, ugh - closely. [break][break] "Substitute move, hm?" She stared at him, her nose wrinkling slightly at the thought of it being something so simple. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth turned up and she nodded. "Right. Well, don't call me Auntie." She moved to walk away, raising a hand from her pocket to wave over her shoulder. [break][break] "I don't deal with ditto's often, but if you're going to be secretive about it, I'll leave you to your own devices." She yawned lazily and started strolling away, before glancing back, sparks rising slightly from her hair. "Just don't copy me." She smiled pleasantly, but behind it, there was a bit of a dare. HE was interesting, but she was lazy and didn't want to fight too hard to get a proper answer out of him. [break][break] "By the way, your accent on that kid was horrible." She looked off into the direction that the kid ran off into and laughed. "Better go before they come back all amazed and questions blazing."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2016 13:50:39 GMT -7
Luc wasn't sure whether to be impressed or terrified that she'd seen through his guise effortlessly. Perhaps she was a native and knew the kid? He gulped. That'd be bad. At the very least, she didn't seem angry about the deception. Or maybe she was boiling inside and screaming her lungs out internally. That was a thing that happened, Luc thought. He'd played that role once. It was incredibly difficult to imagine being furious on the inside but calm on the outside. It didn't seem like something an actual person would ever feel. "Ah, soz 'bout tha', auntie," Luc said, and catching himself repeated, "I mean, I apologise, it has become a bit of a habit." It was hard to sound serious with such a shrill voice. Luc hated his ability, as he hated his one and only move, and everything it implied. Nothing about him was original. "Actually, please do not walk away. I am not at home here, and I would rather not be, well, here when the boy returns." He shot a worried look again. "It... I am not really fond of too much attention, so if it ain't too much'f a bother, mebbe ya could, hopefully, pretty please, cherry'n top, hide me... miss?" He tried the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. It wasn't exactly the sort of thing Luc enjoyed, but when he looked like a little kid, he couldn't help but act like one a little. It felt altogether too much like a wasted opportunity if he didn't on one hand, and on the other, much more important hand... Acting like whatever he copied had become habitual, and Luc had a hard time fighting habits. He couldn't take himself serious anyway. This shrill voice! BAO-MIN RU
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 16, 2016 14:01:29 GMT -7
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Ru sighed loudly and stopped, before looking up to the sky. She slowly looked over to him and frowned, but nodded begrudgingly. Her teeth ground slightly at the inconvenience, but she went along with it, scooping up the briefcase from where she had left it. The accessory didn't suit her at all, and she couldn't wait until it was off her hands and into that of her employer. [break][break] Maybe someday she would start her own faction, or something. She huffed out a breath a sparkling air before running her fingers through her hair, looking back at the kid - or not-kid - she really honestly had no idea who the fuck he was. [break][break] "Why don't you just revert back to your normal body?" She asked curiously after a few minutes. Of course, the accent had been getting to her, too. Kids in general who didn't know how to speak properly annoyed her; why couldn't their parents teach them proper speech? [break][break] "You do have one, right? An original form?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2016 14:54:38 GMT -7
Luc had the sinking feeling that this woman did not make friends with patience. She was quick running out of her supply, and he had none on hand to fill her stores with. Best not test the limits too much, he felt; she was probably a houndour or something. At the very least, not someone for tea and cookies. "Ah, well, I've mah own body, but..." Luc gave a difficult look. "S'complicated. S'not like I can jus' up an' turn back 'never I wanna, yannoe?" He snorted and puffed up his chest. "'less, a'course, ya can gimme a looksee at my own body!" He very much doubted that was possible, and even then Luc wasn't entirely sure the way he 'normally' looked was the way he 'actually' looked. It wouldn't surprise him if his 'original' body was just another copy of someone. Who was he truly, anyway? It was a difficult thing. Everyone wore a mask to protect themselves in public, and Luc was ever unsure whether the mask he wore was his own or someone else's. "It'll wear off w'time," Luc continued, hands behind his head. "S'no biggie, ya dig? Anyway, 'nuff 'bout me, what about you, eh? You from 'round these parts? Whacha carryin'?" BAO-MIN RU
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 17, 2016 9:47:19 GMT -7
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Ru started to walk a little faster when she heard the villagers coming, but continued alongside of him as best as she could, glancing back and forth to make sure he was still following her. She shrugged her shoulders when he mentioned getting back to his original form. So he could only do it if he saw himself? That was weird. How come he didn't just carry a picture or something? [break][break] "Remind me to take a picture for you, when you change back." She mumbled under her breath, before looking towards the route the led away from the town. "Are you done with your business here in Littleroot, or do you need to do some more errands? We could lay low until you change back." Ru shrugged her shoulders and tucked her free hand back into her pocket, staring at him, but avoiding eye contact. That's what triggered a ditto's transformation, usually. [break][break] Ru definitely didn't feel like travelling with herself today.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2016 10:13:07 GMT -7
Being smaller than normal had some perks, but for now Luc only experienced the disadvantage of how annoying it was to keep up with adults. He'd forgotten what it was like to be a kid, and while he still loved the days of 'don't step on the lines between tiles' and all other fantasies, he sure didn't miss how annoying it was to keep up with long legs.
"Ah, yah, I didn't really have stuff to do here," Luc said. "I'd just been--" --stalking Team Magma members, but he stopped himself in time. She didn't need to know any of that. In fact, Luc guessed most people here'd favour Team Magma anyway and held no love for Team Aqua. "I'd jus' been wanderin' 'bout a bit, lookin' fer someplace int'resting!" He grinned up at her. She didn't want to tell him her business, so it was okay not to be honest to her either.
"Ta' though, I'd--" He took a deep breath, "I would really appreciate that." That wasn't a lie. Though she'd probably look a bit weird travelling with him the way he was now. What'd people generally say if they saw an older lady travelling with a child that wasn't her own?
Luc guessed it might not always be pleasant, but there was nothing stopping the lady from saying he was family. Well, aside from hair colour. Not many people with her... unique looks, Luc guessed.
"By the by, what's your name? 'less you want me t'call ya auntie."
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 17, 2016 10:32:50 GMT -7
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Ru smiled slightly at the way he cut himself off on what he was really doing in Littleroot, but shrugged her shoulders anyway. It's not like she had really told him anything about her own business there, so why would she expect the same from him. [break][break] When he continued to call her "auntie," however, she stopped and lifted the briefcase high enough that it was above his head, before letting him walk right under it, tapping it gently to the crown of his head. [break] "I definitely don't want to be called auntie anymore. You can call me Ru or Bao-Min. Up to you." Ru shrugged her shoulders and put a little more weight on the briefcase. "What's it like being small again?" She grinned. "Hard to keep up?" Now she was just teasing him. But it was so fun to tease little kids, sometimes. They got so riled up. She wondered if he had copied those emotions too; just how much did a ditto do when a ditto did it's doing? [break][break] "What's your name, kid?" She lifted the briefcase and held out her hand to him.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2016 11:31:31 GMT -7
For a moment, Luc expected her to whack him something fierce with the briefcase. Mercifully, she didn't. Whew, he'd not pushed one button too many there. The youth grinned sheepishly up at Bao-Min.
"An' which one's the polite one?" he asked. Was he supposed to call her Ruru? Or was Bao-Min more polite? Maybe being polite wasn't needed because she was treating him like a kid! He wasn't a kid, dammit!
"Oy! I may look like a kid but I ain't one, AUNTIE!" he scowled. "So don't go callin' me 'kid'! I'm Luc!" He deigned not to answer what it was like being small. She could see for herself!
With that smug grin on her face, Luc could tell she was enjoying this. She was that kind of character, huh.
Still scowling, he added, "You one a' those people what likes pickin' on people?"
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 17, 2016 18:54:46 GMT -7
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Ru just had to smirk at the reaction she had provoked, wiggling the briefcase around as a little bit of a warning. It was a lot bigger than his head was right now, and would probably hurt quite a bit if it was actually thunked against him. [break][break] Instead, Ru raised her hands in surrender and grinned, shaking her head. [break] "Sorry, sorry. No. I don't generally do this to people. Only interesting ones." She poked his little nose and went back to leading the way with walking. [break][break] "Luc, right? That's a nice name. With a C, or a KE?" She glanced back at him curiously, keeping a mental note to avoid eye contact still. It was hard, since he seemed like he was getting right into the personality of the kid. "Also, it's... a boys name, right?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I can't guess right off the bat, but you seem like you're a boy. Then again, sometimes I do too..." She mused, tapping her chin lightly with her forefinger's knuckle.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2016 19:07:46 GMT -7
"Coulda fooled me!" Luc said, wriggling her nose when she poked him. Geez, she was really having fun picking on him! Luc guessed she didn't have any kids herself, but if she'd ever get some she'd probably smother them with love while making fun of them something fierce. "S'with a C, and a'course it's a boy's name!" He already pitied her future kids. "Geez, whatever'd make you─" Luc started, but he stopped mid-sentence. He could feel that weird, gel-like feeling as if his limbs were made of jelly. The familiar feeling of returning to his normal form! The time limit'd gone by in the blink of an eye, and he was thankful for that... Because now he was tal─ "I... am still shorter than you," Luc said, and he scowled again. "Please stop making fun of me now, miss Bowmin." He felt relieved. Now that he was himself, he could stop playing the kid. Had he played a kid, or was that partially himself as well? Luc shook his head. He didn't want to think about difficult things. Not right now. BAO-MIN RUI sometimes forget tagging.
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 17, 2016 20:09:17 GMT -7
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Ru laughed slightly at the way his voice changed, glancing back to him as his "jiggly-ness" finally settled, and he was himself again. Huh. It wasn't what she was expecting, to be honest. But none-the-less, she glanced down to him - not by very much, though - and smiled, holding up her phone. She snapped a quick picture of him before he could really avoid it, and handed her phone over to him, smiling. [break][break] "There, now you have yourself a picture." She nodded to the phone, before grinning at him. "You're not much shorter. Some boys go through growth spurts just after their 22nd birthday, did you know?" She held her hand up to measure the difference. "I bet you'll be taller than me someday." She gave him a thumbs up and laughed. [break][break] "But by then I hope I'll be making fun of you more; for other things."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2016 13:55:59 GMT -7
Luc had no idea what to do with Bao-Min's phone. He didn't even own a phone himself! Well, he technically did, but Luc always forgot to bring it along whenever he left home... which was most of the time. Who could remember to bring these things, anyway? What's worse, the Ditto didn't like looking at himself. It always gave him that strange sense of discomfort... from having looked at a mirror so often as a kid, but not often seeing this face stare at him. "I am not an idiot, miss Bowmin," Luc said plainly. He frowned at Bao-Min. Was she really going to keep treating him like a kid? He hoped not. He was (he supposed) an adult. Luc wasn't sure what to make of that last statement. 'By then'? Looked like she'd already decided they'd have a long-standing relation to each other. "Should I ever grow taller than you, I hope to have found something to ridicule you with." He considered for a moment, and added, "Perhaps you will be wrinkly and grey-haired." BAO-MIN RU
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