<blockquote><div><cite>Houyo wrote:</cite>Tina just stared at Andalun as these events unfolded. "I-I'm Tina... I'm... I'm just going to go catch some pokemon..." She said as she turned to walk away, completely confused. Everything that was happening was just so weird, she couldn't rap her head around it. "I just want to eat something already. Where did that Arcanine go?" She said to herself. Suddenly, she noticed Blacksight coming in her direction. She smiled. "Hey there..." She said, walking towards the abra.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Andalun watched her as she staggered away. "You know, I don't think she's quite got it. The question is do I go help, and if so, who?"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Everything is real.." said Leon. He then jumped a Dimension and dissapeared. He brought back a dog from one of the dimensions the humans lived in. It was barking. "See?" He grinned.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"So I see." Andalun nodded as the biscotti skunkette changed her arm motions and called down a white twister from the cloud, that poured out into a white foam in the mug, and sucking away the cloud substance completely. She flung out a hand, and a sprinkle of chololate dust scattered across the top.<br/><br/>"One cappuchino, double cream!" She declaimed.<br/><br/>The red dragon took a sip, getting white foam on his muzzle. "Ahhh! Delicious." The biscotti beamed at his comment.<br/><br/>He watched the byplay between the two pokemon.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>...."So,this is real,you're a dragon who makes bubbles,you're an Arcanine,you're a bunny-girl,Rocket member,,ABra,and a poke-morph...........  Right?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>He turned to loook at the Gardevoir who'd come over. "Well, yes to the first two, the rest, all I can say is that's what it looks like."<br/><br/>He took another sip of his coffee. The biscotti on his other hand sprung across, catching the lower curve of the mug hancdle, and swung up into a flip that dropped her on top of the top part of the handle. "Why not offer her a drink? And that coffee looks mighty comfortable..."<br/><br/>"Eager aren't you? Okay..." He picked the biscotti up and dunked her legs in the cup, up to her thighs. He looked over at the Gardevoir. "Would you like some tea, Miss... I didn't catch your name either. Or a soda?"<br/><br/>He lifted the biscotti to his mouth, and bit her feet off, chewing the fragments, clearly savouring them. The skunk girl, if anything looks happy at this development.