I'd like that. I'd like to find some Pokemon from a lake...I grew up near one and it was always quiet and peaceful. I have heard of a place called the Lake of Rage-
[ And lo, as he's talking, Reed appears! He strolls up behind Walter and notices Jimmy. He coos - and tries to jump up onto Walter. Who ends up with his shoulders flat on the table he was sat at. Reed bent over, trilling like the happy, man-sized owl he was. ]
Reed. You're too big. [ Thankfully Reed hopped off him, but was then immediately right by his side, puffing up his feathers. Pay attention to him, he is here. Walter gave Reed a dry but affectionate look. ] He's a grass and ghost type. He used to be grass and flying. He uses his feathers as arrows to attack.
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[ And lo, as he's talking, Reed appears! He strolls up behind Walter and notices Jimmy. He coos - and tries to jump up onto Walter. Who ends up with his shoulders flat on the table he was sat at. Reed bent over, trilling like the happy, man-sized owl he was. ]
Reed. You're too big. [ Thankfully Reed hopped off him, but was then immediately right by his side, puffing up his feathers. Pay attention to him, he is here. Walter gave Reed a dry but affectionate look. ] He's a grass and ghost type. He used to be grass and flying. He uses his feathers as arrows to attack.