[by this point Neku is unable to respond either, exhausted by his attempts to remain solid. Thankfully, like Nagi, he tends to have a certain pokemon loose at all times]
kodokuna please tell me thats you this is sota pls respond
[And being a very fit Lucario with plenty of practice roof hoping, it doesn't take long. Neku's presence, while invisible, is still obviously there psychically, following his pokemon]
[Kodo didn't respond, too eager to get moving so she could follow Nagi outside. It's only out of sheer luck- and perhaps half the rest of the region dealing with the same sort of issue- that there isn't anyone else around right now to see this, but Nagi won't be hard to spot.
And the reason he couldn't answer will be evident at a glance, and it has nothing to do with being incorporeal.
Something green drags itself uselessly across the sidewalk, half in, half out of the grass. It's not leaving a trail like one might assume something goopy would, but that's...definitely what it looks like...]
[Neku is obviously upset by the sight, even if it's just his aura/physic impression giving the vague idea of his attempts at communication- flying over towards his friend but unable to DO ANYTHING
Sota jumps down, kneeling next to the transformed trainer, his paws glowing. And without waiting for any permission he holds them over Nagi, feeling out his aura]
It's the same as Neku. His aura has been altered in some way. Was he bit too?
Yes. He tried to catch something and was attacked by it.
["Nagi" stops trying to move when Sota approaches, his body tensing up a little before going still. Up close, it's actually difficult to immediately recognize the blob as actually being Nagi, at least until he starts trying to push himself off the ground again.
One large hand comes out and splats against the ground, pushing the semi-translucent mass into something of a sitting position. Now, the shape of his body can be more clearly seen past the masses of green, still buried deep inside. Like a horrific jello mold.]
[Sota covers his muzzle with a paw, looking a little horrified. Of course there are pokemon that are human shaped. In fact it was his own egg group. But this was unnatural and just painful to look at.]
Nagi... can you hear us? Can you speak?
[He assumes Nagi still speaks Human and can't understand, but maybe he'll respond...?]
[The sound causes Nagi's head to turn, revealing two ears that seem to hover oddly above his head. His hair falls down in gooey strands, but now that he's sitting up it's a lot easier to make out that it is Nagi. Particularly when he looks over and his face can be seen, eyes glowing a little as he stares at Sota and Kodo.
He lets out a low noise in the back of his throat, something crossed between a burble and a grumble. He didn't understand, but he did hear Sota make a sound, at least.]
[Sota growls softly, punching the street in frustration. He had hoped that there being others this happened to would help him understand what happened to his own trainer- but this was even WORSE]
Ngh, I should have made Neku go to the Center right away-! Can... do you think we can get Nagi there safely?
[And while Neku can't understand the pokemon either, he can kinda tell Sota is talking about him. He's had some time to rest so maybe...?
After a few moments Sota's shadow shifts and... glowing red eyes peek out, eventually pulling away and solidifying into a humanoid form. Neku wavers there for a moment before finally gaining some color and mass. All purple and orange, hovering above the ground]
[Kodo could sense Neku, but she couldn't actually determine his location. When he materializes, she hovers a bit closer. Nagi, meanwhile, jerks back, his hand still...sortof stuck to the concrete. The rest of the lower half of his body seems to have just become one giant mass, but the longer he sits there the more he's able to move, slowly pulling a second arm free.
Then, he talks.]
N~e...ku...?
[It sounds exactly like someone trying to talk through a mouth full of chewing gum.]
[In response, Nagi lifts a giant hand to reach for Neku floating in front of him, streeetching...only to have it plop back to the ground and splatter there for a moment before oozing back into shape.]
[As he talks, Nagi tries to stand for a second time. It's anyone's guess how he got out of the apartment (he may have just rolled out the door), but he seems to be getting a little more control over his "limbs". His other arm finally rips from his torso, blunt fingers sticking out like the appendages of an amoeba.
Once that's done he tries to focus on his legs, pulling until they too split apart, leaving a huge mass behind him that...might be a tail? But in this state, it's at least a bit easier to decipher what Pokemon he resembles.
[He thought of that, but for some reason it hasn't come to him yet. Maybe his body is a little too overloaded with trying to make sense of all of the goo he's lugging around.
For now, it's all he can do to wobble to his 'feet', which happen to be nothing more than piles of goo in their own right that mesh with the ground where he stands.]
[Neku hums softly, a tuneless sound that should be rather discordant but has a strange comforting air to it. He keeps his not-really hand on his friend, trying his best to keep him steady as he finds his... feet]
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hello.
this trainer cannot be reached at this time.
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kodokuna please tell me thats you
this is sota pls respond
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my trainer is in distress so I am responding for him.
[Which seems oddly calm as far as a text back goes, but she's not exactly versed with translating emotions over text.]
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are you in goldenrod ill come help
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[There's a pause, then another text:]
he has left the building. I do not think he will get far.
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[And being a very fit Lucario with plenty of practice roof hoping, it doesn't take long. Neku's presence, while invisible, is still obviously there psychically, following his pokemon]
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And the reason he couldn't answer will be evident at a glance, and it has nothing to do with being incorporeal.
Something green drags itself uselessly across the sidewalk, half in, half out of the grass. It's not leaving a trail like one might assume something goopy would, but that's...definitely what it looks like...]
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Sota jumps down, kneeling next to the transformed trainer, his paws glowing. And without waiting for any permission he holds them over Nagi, feeling out his aura]
It's the same as Neku. His aura has been altered in some way. Was he bit too?
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["Nagi" stops trying to move when Sota approaches, his body tensing up a little before going still. Up close, it's actually difficult to immediately recognize the blob as actually being Nagi, at least until he starts trying to push himself off the ground again.
One large hand comes out and splats against the ground, pushing the semi-translucent mass into something of a sitting position. Now, the shape of his body can be more clearly seen past the masses of green, still buried deep inside. Like a horrific jello mold.]
He could not type, so I responded for him.
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Nagi... can you hear us? Can you speak?
[He assumes Nagi still speaks Human and can't understand, but maybe he'll respond...?]
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He lets out a low noise in the back of his throat, something crossed between a burble and a grumble. He didn't understand, but he did hear Sota make a sound, at least.]
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Ngh, I should have made Neku go to the Center right away-! Can... do you think we can get Nagi there safely?
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[...]
...where is Neku?
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He's... here.
[And while Neku can't understand the pokemon either, he can kinda tell Sota is talking about him. He's had some time to rest so maybe...?
After a few moments Sota's shadow shifts and... glowing red eyes peek out, eventually pulling away and solidifying into a humanoid form. Neku wavers there for a moment before finally gaining some color and mass. All purple and orange, hovering above the ground]
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Then, he talks.]
N~e...ku...?
[It sounds exactly like someone trying to talk through a mouth full of chewing gum.]
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You... look like shit.
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...I don't really... look any better.
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Once that's done he tries to focus on his legs, pulling until they too split apart, leaving a huge mass behind him that...might be a tail? But in this state, it's at least a bit easier to decipher what Pokemon he resembles.
And he absolutely hates it.]
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[He reaches out with his... hand(?) and places on his friend, sticking a little but trying to be comforting regardless]
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D...on't li~ke it. Can't move.
[Or, he can't move well.]
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Can you float?
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[He thought of that, but for some reason it hasn't come to him yet. Maybe his body is a little too overloaded with trying to make sense of all of the goo he's lugging around.
For now, it's all he can do to wobble to his 'feet', which happen to be nothing more than piles of goo in their own right that mesh with the ground where he stands.]
...ma-ybe.
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