Evelyn
```please s'cuse my manners```

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It was a delight to suddenly see Chord again and in such a short time too! This certainly was a win win in his book. He was greatful that the ghost type pokemon went back into its ball although if it was a ghost type pokemon that belonged to a considerable friend? *Well he'd just have to suck it up and push it down!* He giggled slightly taking a seat next to Chord a seeming sparkle in his eye. 

"Oh it's so lovely to see you again! I'm well thank you for asking ahah- I hope you've been enjoying your time here so far I really like it here its so amazing don't ya think?? This whole place is super dUper cool and and And- OH My god how rude of me I completely forgot to ask how you were doing!"

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The young subway master was known especially for being ridiculously sociable and a bit of a chatter box to. He was always so up and hype about everything and anything, you could have told him that you were proud to have failed your maths test and he'd jump up and down for joy and take you out for ice cream as a treat. He was that kind of idiotic and childish but that kind of energy he had was charismatic to an extent.

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The smile on his face practically was oozing- even bright than the suns as he spoke his crustle digging into the sand curiously.
Bessie
Cord was a bit upsetti that Eijo straight up went inside as soon as the train guy came in, but he guessed that the ghost would feel just as a slighted. He sips on his drink, and shuffles an intricate card set under the table; a little gift from one of Eijo's victims.

"That's great to know, I haven't explored the rest of the place, but everything looks really nice so far. And I'm doing great!", he looks up at Emmet and smiles a bit,"I got some really cool and interesting cards, though I still have no idea what they are about"

Cord was a bit of a nerd for nice things, if it was shiny and looked cool; he was bound to want it. It was mostly the reason Loon and him got along well, even though its mostly due to Cord's general charm.
Martha
"Brother!?" Ingo yelled angrily as he started to make his way to the Shack. He seemed furious as he sped to the shack. He calmed down slightly, but not by much. "BROTHER GET OVER HERE NOW OR SO HELP ME ARCEUS-"
Evelyn
```I'm not a baby.```

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Nothing felt more refreshing than seeing a friend whether they were old or new. People were just the most interesting thing on earth, they always had their own different sorts of interests and they had an abundance of personalities no two people would ever be the same even if they were alike In what felt like every aspect, you would always be your own person and he would know that better than anyone. 

Emmet giggled again, taking a hold of chords hand and shaking it much faster than he should have had. His hand feeling warmed up at that. He was about to say something before his voice was cut off *Rudely might I add.* His brows furrowed slightly in a way that no one would have ever seen before the look on his face looking quite annoyed but for a moment, *Just a single moment.* He nearly dropped his happy go lucky act woopsie! 

"Hhck- I'm so sorry you know how brothers are like haha.. So annoying." He muttered with an awkward laugh before standing up again, *He had barely gotten comfortable.* "What IS it that you want?! Am I not allowed to explore around?" Emmet said with a slight hmph crossing his arms as if he were bothered than again he could understand why Ingo would be concerned, he was off in the cave for a good half an hour or so and had left without a single word. He had the intentions of coming back immediately! But he got lost at some point... And besides it wasn't like Emmet was completely helpless! He just liked to act dependant. 

"Ingo you know I don't like it when you yell at me." He added back, equally loud.
Martha
"First off, you scared me half to death!" Ingo said angrily as his brows furrowed as well. "Second of all, you left for half an hour WITH NO WARNING and taking all your Pokémon with you! You know I'm afraid of losing you! And you're FULLY AWARE that I always think of the worst case scenarios!" He was seething with anger and worry and anxiety that it just made a pot of negative emotions.
Bessie
Ruh oh, handholding? Cord was a bit iffy with physical contact, but that was soon broken as a man that looked like Emmet but in black barged in and started throwing concerned hands. 

"Hrm-",ah, so Emmet had an older brother. It would feel nice to Cord if he had someone look after him even though they were a bit rough; but it seems most people he has met were not aware of what they truly had.

Maybe Cord was just being petty, only having Bill as the closest semblance of a friend; but he figured that it was some private matters, and he didn't say anything while the two men bickered.
Evelyn
```you're all gay mf's```

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Emmet would slut for hand holding, he'd slut for any kind of human interaction. He just loved seeing people, touching people, hugging people, it was what he lived for what he strived for. He was so mad, so furious so aggravated by the sudden intrusion of his brother. He was going to absolutely whoop his ass when he saw he was alone with him. How D A R E that bitch think he could come waltz in and bitch on him right in front of him to his new friend that incompetent ass he was going to run him over and strangle his dead corpse before dancing over his dead body words could not explain.

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"And? Whats your deal." He said with a slight hmph clealry agruiveiuevueyeyureijhvjhsjksdhv

```TAKE TWO! From the top everybody```

`note; ignore the last message sent.`
Richard
```just delete the last message lol ```
Evelyn
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A dejected sigh passed through the younger mans lips and he couldn't help but wonder why his brother cared so much. He was always treated like a child and he could understand the fact that his brother would feel worried about him when he ran off and it was totally reasonable for being cross at him for wandering off for a tad bit too long but what he would never understand through his own childish stubbornness was the amount of irresponsibility he possessed. 

The two looked practically identical with their crossed faces but you could easily distinguish who was who; one had girly hair pins in their fringe while the other one didn't, one's lip was beginning to quiver slightly while the others remained firm, one was beginning to feel guilty while the other one felt angered and worried. Afraid of crying right than and there on the spot he averted his gaze slightly unable to hold that steel like stare clearing his throat slightly to cover up its few cracks and distress. 

"I know I must have upset you but please I can assure you I am a grown man I can take care of myself, if it really was that much of an issue you should have just called me on my phone" He said in a silent murmur a clear sign of guilt with the way he spoke before he felt around his pockets for a moment, *He must have left it in his bag back in the mansion.*