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[sweetcandygirl]

Harley is sitting cross-legged on a random Nexus couch today. She has found a pamphlet from the Pokémart and is looking through some of the Pokémon that could be adopted and trained.

She seems in a good mood today. Twirling her hair, as she reads the pamphlet. And there is a huge bag of caramel popcorn at her side.

"If you could have any kind of pet, what kind of animal or creature would you have?"

"What do you think qualifies as being a suitable pet owner?"

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[youmeandpokemon]

"Well, I think you might have the same idea as I do for a companion."

There's a tall gentleman who happens upon Harley while she's browsing the pamphlet, and maybe to her surprise, he's being followed by a giant land turtle . Judging by his neat attire of a pressed suit and tie, along with a long white lab-coat, he looks to be a doctor of sorts. Even his slightly English accent gives off the aura of a serious-natured man.

"Those who possess a strong and caring heart are the kind of people I would entrust with caring for another creature." He nods, lightly patting the Torterra's back with one hand. The Pokemon sniffs at the bag of popcorn, but immediately recognizes that it isn't food.

Post- not regeneration, just cause

[not_the_question]

The Doctor's not interested in her question. Missy would answer that his companions and friends are his pets. But for himself, he doesn't know. So instead he looks at the brochure.

"Ah Pokémon. I once flooded an entire entry level of a building with them. Pretty easy when they're digital and you're a scary handsome genius from space."

He sits down next to her with a grin showing he's quite pleased with himself.

[fiveofnone]

Caspar hangs back a little, once he spots Harley. It's impossible not to remember that "special something" she helped Adia pick out at the lingerie boutique. It's a good memory -- a very good memory -- which is part of the problem. It's thrown off his composure. He takes a sip of his coffee, wishing that had a cold beverage on hand instead, and approaches her.

"Hi, Harley." He sits down on the other side of the bag of popcorn. Not too close to crowd, but not rudely distant, either. He's trying. "I'm partial to cats, personally. I know Adia would love a pokémon, but it's not feasible on Atlantis." As for what makes a good pet owner, he shrugs. "If you have the time and motivation to care for it, that's usually enough."

[gorogorogoro_chan]

Majima leans on the back of the Nexus couch. "Huh. I ain't ever thought about pets. Never had 'em growin' up, unless ya count feedin' table scraps to the neighborhood cats."

He steals a piece of caramel corn and tosses it into his mouth.

"What's a suitable pet owner? Not me, that's for damn sure." He starts ticking off on his fingers. "Ain't got the time, the space, the money ..."