[ The sobbing and the crying is pretty ridiculous, in Lambert's opinion (not that any of this entire adventure so far has been anything but ridiculous) and a lot of fuss for nothing. As Carly bawls pathetically on the ground, he rolls his eyes, of half a mind to just pick her up by the scruff and haul her away over his shoulder before they really do end up attracting other monsters.
The little Cubone, though, cocks its head when the balls stop flying at it. It would appear the game is over, then? But the funny, noisy not-Pokemon's still holding on to something that looks like what it had been throwing, but more interesting!
While Lambert raises his brows, the little bone-headed creature toddles closer and closer, until it's close enough to reach a stubby arm out to the black and gold ball and give it a gentle tap with its claw. ]
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The little Cubone, though, cocks its head when the balls stop flying at it. It would appear the game is over, then? But the funny, noisy not-Pokemon's still holding on to something that looks like what it had been throwing, but more interesting!
While Lambert raises his brows, the little bone-headed creature toddles closer and closer, until it's close enough to reach a stubby arm out to the black and gold ball and give it a gentle tap with its claw. ]