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| "I'm sure she does," Yarver cut through the budding toxic conversation, firmly, his own posture visibly tense, some instincts of his clearly filing this as a threat even to his own well-being. "But we've given her a lot to digest. She's defensive. You're defensive. I implore you, //give her some time//." He had shifted by a few inches as though following an urge to use himself as a shield. "Let me talk to her. Alone, maybe for an hour." | "I'm sure she does," Yarver cut through the budding toxic conversation, firmly, his own posture visibly tense, some instincts of his clearly filing this as a threat even to his own well-being. "But we've given her a lot to digest. She's defensive. You're defensive. I implore you, //give her some time//." He had shifted by a few inches as though following an urge to use himself as a shield. "Let me talk to her. Alone, maybe for an hour." |
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| Jagdish kept his gaze firmly anchored on Adelaide. There was something strange about him, a fundental, unsettling mismatch of how he //felt// and what he was //saying//, stronger the closer he was to Adelaide. There should not have been the slightest chance of trusting him given the circumstances, but something about him demanded that it remain an option. | Jagdish kept his gaze firmly anchored on Adelaide. There was something strange about him, a fundamental, unsettling mismatch of how he //felt// and what he was //saying//, stronger the closer he was to Adelaide. There should not have been the slightest chance of trusting him given the circumstances, but something about him demanded that it remain an option. |
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| Only an option; only a flimsy thread. | Only an option; only a flimsy thread. |
| "Come," Jagdish gestured to the dark-skinned Psychic pokémon, and began to walk past Adelaide and Yarver, evidently intent on disappearing into the battered building without further discussion. If anything, it proved that he trusted Yarver. | "Come," Jagdish gestured to the dark-skinned Psychic pokémon, and began to walk past Adelaide and Yarver, evidently intent on disappearing into the battered building without further discussion. If anything, it proved that he trusted Yarver. |
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| The labyrithine, smooth hide of the threatening pokémon rippled a little as she rose. Perhaps in disregard for Jagdish's request, or simply as an excursion of her own, she took sure, steady steps directly toward Adelaide - not in themselves threatening, but she was a large pokémon that had triggered Farsight's anxiety before, and her approach was unexpected now. | The labyrinthine, smooth hide of the threatening pokémon rippled a little as she rose. Perhaps in disregard for Jagdish's request, or simply as an excursion of her own, she took sure, steady steps directly toward Adelaide - not in themselves threatening, but she was a large pokémon that had triggered Farsight's anxiety before, and her approach was unexpected now. |
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| Yarver reached a hand to grasp for Adelaide's shoulder. "No," he said, addressing the pokémon. "Later, please." | Yarver reached a hand to grasp for Adelaide's shoulder. "No," he said, addressing the pokémon. "Later, please." |
| He did not look like he could be much older than three decades. | He did not look like he could be much older than three decades. |
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| <color #884400>"You would have better ways of hiding from a very angry Tauros than a Cargodon and a forklift," Farsight agreed.</color> | <color #884400>"You would have better ways of hiding from a very angry Tauros than a Cargodon and a forklift," Farsight agreed.</color> |
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