[Like so many others, another wild anonymous video appears! This one depicting probably a few familiar faces, though the view is from a small child. While Sun was 6 years old when this took place, his voice should still be recognizable. Wonder who that powerful man who disappeared from Aether is!]
[Sun's surprised when he gets Gladion's message. Not that he wasn't somewhat expecting to get one eventually about that battle he wanted, but this had no context whatsoever.]
[As Gladion is about to text back, he jumps when he's suddenly getting a voice call and answers it. Sun is met with an annoyed and confused Gladion when he answers.]
Fine fine, done. Care to tell me what that was all about? [a pause] Is that why you're so adamant about money from our world?
[Text is fine and dandy, but Sun wanted to glare into a camera to tell you to delete it!! Gotta show he's serious!]
Good!
[He huffs looking away from the screen and purposely trying to ignore the question asked. There's a noticeable jerk when the subject of money comes up though. That would be correct, Gladion!]
Erk— [A strained noise at the call out, his lips drawing up into a thin line as he debates answering. With a resigned sigh though he looks back to his phone.]
...Yeah. You watched it, didn't you? You should know then. He took my great-grandpa's island and I'm gonna get it back!
[There was only one time he'd dealt with Faba so far, there was no mistaking what memory of his Gladion had happened to see.]
It does when it was given to him! It was his island!
[Sorry, he never uses his inside voice. He is just LOUD. The mention of Poke Pelago already existing though gives him pause and Gladion a break as he stares at his phone in both confusion and disbelief.]
Wha...but what about Aether? Who even made it?
[With his great-grandpa dead that just left.... himself? Maybe his future self??]
No one owned the island besides my family, what are you even going on about kid?
[nevermind that he's still a kid himself technically, but who cares about details? Not him.
The question gives him pause. Wasn't it his grandfather who built it? Or some other dead relative?]
Uhh.. I believe Mother said that Grandfather or someone else built it, but it's been around long enough. [A pause before a sigh and raised eyebrow, remembering something.] Listen. You said that I fought you in a tournament, a tournament I don't even know existed, and I didn't know who you were but you knew me.. could things be different from where you're from?
[Sun grumbles, clearly unhappy with the answer as he brings his hands to his head and starts to ruffle his own hair in frustration.
It just didn't make any sense, none of it! He was really starting to hate this whole nobody knew who he was situation. It did make sense though that it probably wasn't the time shenanigans they first thought things to be.]
Aarrghhh- [Still frustratingly grabbing at his hair a moment before he stops, eyes looking back to Gladion on the screen.] I dunno, maybe! Why's it all gotta be so annoyin'!?
[Sorry Gladion, it's not you. It's him.]
Just- Augh! Just forget about it! Forget you ever saw what you saw.
[Different worlds really be like that, they help no one and frustrate everyone. Gladion's sure confused and frustrated in trying to put two and two together, but clearly that's not going too well.]
Don't ask me, I don't have those answers! Maybe this confirms everything my parents were researching about parallel worlds or whatever.
I can forget about that, I wasn't planning on blabbering about it to anyone else. I know how to keep a secret, alright?
[And with that he clicks off the feed. He can't talk about this anymore with how frustrated he is. Instead he'll probably go cool off by counting the slowly growing pile of payday coins he's got going on.]
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silvallyant) wrote2020-02-05 10:42 pm
MEMSHARE VIDYA gomen I could not type up another long thing lol
Text, backdated... Uhh 21st? Time is fake
So. You know him too?
[not very helpful, but he doesn't care much about details until the kid responds back.]
text; time is always fake lol
huh??? know who?
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[now he's a little more inclined to be helpful, by at least a little bit.
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[At first it seems another reply isn't to come, but after a moment Gladion gets a video call with a serious and annoyed looking Sun.]
Delete it!
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Fine fine, done. Care to tell me what that was all about? [a pause] Is that why you're so adamant about money from our world?
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Good!
[He huffs looking away from the screen and purposely trying to ignore the question asked. There's a noticeable jerk when the subject of money comes up though. That would be correct, Gladion!]
Erk— [A strained noise at the call out, his lips drawing up into a thin line as he debates answering. With a resigned sigh though he looks back to his phone.]
...Yeah. You watched it, didn't you? You should know then. He took my great-grandpa's island and I'm gonna get it back!
[There was only one time he'd dealt with Faba so far, there was no mistaking what memory of his Gladion had happened to see.]
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Though that belonging to this boy's great grandfather certainly raises questions. Many of them.]
Your great-grandfather's island? What are you going on about, Aether has always belonged to my family.
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[Sun, sun please. Faba clearly said the island was given to your great-grandpa.]
That's where my great grandpa lived! And he was gonna make Poke Pelago there!
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[Jeez Sun, calm down. Use your inside voice.]
But that should already exist, according to Mizuki
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[Sorry, he never uses his inside voice. He is just LOUD. The mention of Poke Pelago already existing though gives him pause and Gladion a break as he stares at his phone in both confusion and disbelief.]
Wha...but what about Aether? Who even made it?
[With his great-grandpa dead that just left.... himself? Maybe his future self??]
Hi from a billion years later
[nevermind that he's still a kid himself technically, but who cares about details? Not him.
The question gives him pause. Wasn't it his grandfather who built it? Or some other dead relative?]
Uhh.. I believe Mother said that Grandfather or someone else built it, but it's been around long enough. [A pause before a sigh and raised eyebrow, remembering something.] Listen. You said that I fought you in a tournament, a tournament I don't even know existed, and I didn't know who you were but you knew me.. could things be different from where you're from?
hey heeeey~
It just didn't make any sense, none of it! He was really starting to hate this whole nobody knew who he was situation. It did make sense though that it probably wasn't the time shenanigans they first thought things to be.]
Aarrghhh- [Still frustratingly grabbing at his hair a moment before he stops, eyes looking back to Gladion on the screen.] I dunno, maybe! Why's it all gotta be so annoyin'!?
[Sorry Gladion, it's not you. It's him.]
Just- Augh! Just forget about it! Forget you ever saw what you saw.
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Don't ask me, I don't have those answers! Maybe this confirms everything my parents were researching about parallel worlds or whatever.
I can forget about that, I wasn't planning on blabbering about it to anyone else. I know how to keep a secret, alright?
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...fine. I'll hold you to that.
[And with that he clicks off the feed. He can't talk about this anymore with how frustrated he is. Instead he'll probably go cool off by counting the slowly growing pile of payday coins he's got going on.]