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[codeforhope]

Hello... you've reached Chihiro Fujisaki. I apologize for missing you, but, um... please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can.

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[codeforhope]

[The Linoone has yet to get up off the floor, groaning a little as Komasan puts a hand on him. It smarted pretty badly, but Isamu is also level 100, so he'll survive.

Chihiro's nose twitches as he looks blearily up at Komasan, shaking his head a little as his ears flick back.]

I...I'm okay....

[He scrubs at the side of his face where he smacked the wall with a paw, his eyes wide with fear and confusion.]

I d-don't know what happened, I woke up...under the bed...l-like this...

[monge]

[That might as well confirm his suspicions, huh? Isamu was never that articulate. What a mess, and it's not even Friday. There's really not much he can do but continue trying to comfort Chihiro, this time by rubbing his back up and down seeing as his hand's already there.]

W-Well...the good news is, it probably won't last forever, zura.

[If experience is anything to go by. Although Komasan half wonders if Chihiro actually knows what "it" is. So far all he's seen was his paw...]

You'll just have to be Isamu for a little ...bit. W-Which isn't the worst Pokemon to be, zura!

[If he had to take a guess, Komasan would probably bet Chihiro would've preferred being one of his Porygons or something. You know, if he had to switch places with one of them. Those can go into computers, right? Aw...he'd probably love that...

But, uh, there's always worse Pokemon to be. Oh god, does this mean he dodged a bullet switching with his Grimer?]

But it's gonna be okay, I'm going to help you, zura.

[codeforhope]

I-Isamu?! O-oh...no wonder I couldn't get out...

[Chihiro breathes a heavy sigh, dropping his head to the ground before covering his eyes with his paws, his tail curling around his side reflexively.

At least Komasan is here, though. He's more familiar with the whole...having fur and paws, thing. Chihiro got his fill of that in October, and he'd hoped it wasn't going to happen ever again.

After a long moment, he looks up at Komasan with pleading eyes while his body still lays on the bed, the real Isamu struggling to figure out his new human form.]

What should I do?

[monge]

[...Oh no, the way Chihiro looks up at him, looking for guidance... Even as a round Linoone... Komasan's cheeks can't help but flush red. That's...that's really cute.

And also a lot of pressure.

Komasan's never been a Pokemon before, and he honestly doesn't consider being a youkai nearly as close. Let's see, what should he do?]

W-Well...

...What can you do as a Pokemon that you could never do as a human, zura?!

[Of course this is where his mind goes first. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, they just have to figure out what the opportunities are!]

[codeforhope]

What can I do...?

[He echoes, lifting his head up a bit more at Komasan's question. In his confusion and panic, he hadn't really thought about it. And he's never really seen Isamu do...much of anything. Well, he battles sometimes, but lately he's gotten rounder and rounder and now...]

Um, well...I can use...Pokemon moves?

[Not that he knows how.]