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Morning, everyone. [You are greeted by a groggy and somewhat displeased Red. The black-haired one, not the one that arrived yesterday.

Sans Pikachu, surprisingly.]

So, did anyone else nearly trip over one of these on their way out this morning? [At "these", he holds up a... trick-or-treating bucket?]

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[Though Lucas'd been here for a bit, settled down in Hurricos chasing down thieves with his Luxray, he hadn't exactly went out of his way to make contact with anyone.

... Even those he's seen that have Pokémon too. Hmph. Weirdo lookalikes, one of them probably hails from the parallel and balancing world of the other.

But candy. Ah, candy. Yes. He's got his own bucket in his lap, and there may be chocolate smudges on his face but he hasn't noticed it yet. He sees your displeased expression, Red. He sees it. And:]

If you don't want your candy, I would be happy to take it from you.

I'm more ticked that I nearly fell on my face as I was heading out the door this morning. But considering how it keeps filling back up, I'd be more than happy to let you have some.

[Good.

He was almost worried that that was a 'No, you can't have any' but all is well. Considering Lucas was planning on going around and ~~stealing~~ exhorting the candy himself. Through less than peaceful means.]

A wise decision. If you hear of anyone else that doesn't want their candy, I would be more than pleased to go around collecting it every morning, afternoon, and evening. [Oh, right. Ahem. Let him lay back, wipe his face off, and return. He's in a good mood.] My name is Lucas.

[He chuckles a bit.] I'll ask around and let them know about your generous offer.

Nice to meet you, Lucas. My name's Red.

And, like the Red from yesterday, I suppose you're also a Pokémon Trainer.

[That guy was too talkative for his own hammy tastes. Hmph.]

Are they strong?

Naturally.

[The question catches him slightly off-guard for a moment.] Well... I guess? We train a lot, but I don't exactly think about it much. It's not exactly all that important to me as long as they're happy, you know?

[Says the guy who played hermit on a mountain for three years because he couldn't find a challenging opponent.]

Happiness and training has nothing to do with strength. A Pokémon is born weak or strong and there's no changing that. That aside, are you the same Red who's from Kanto?

[... Ohhhhh, no. He did not just say that.

There's a subtle darkening to Red's expression at those words. He doesn't retort--he doesn't think it's worth it--but his tone seems oddly clipped when he speaks again.]

And if I am?

[Well, he was never proven wrong.

... Except he was, but he's very stubborn in his beliefs. And a hypocrite. It's a 'I don't want to be wrong' thing.]

Then I want to challenge you, of course. I want to see how strong someone who disappeared after he became Champion really is.

[This kid hasn't even hit his last badge and he already acts as if the world owes him. Which it does in his mind, seeing that he saved it from being torn apart.]

Oh, please.

((Excuse him, but Green will be interjecting now, scowling.))

Red's not that great. If you're so obsessed with strength, battle me. I haven't run away from Gym Leader yet, after all.

[Oh wow. Do you need some ice on that burn, Red?]

Accepted. I'll use Red and I's battle as a warm-up, if he accepts my challenge, and I'll get serious with you.

Absolutely not. Battle Green and then we'll talk.

[... Okay, no, he's frowning. How dare you. How. Daaare. You.

But if that is how it is. Green was the guy's name? Okay.]

Very well. But make sure you use that time wisely to prepare for our match. [BUT NOW FOR THE IMPORTANT PERSON. Excuse him. Hi Green.] Green, was it? Since you're a Gym Leader, I'll follow your rules. When and where?

Tomorrow. Stone Hill at sundown. ((So Green is slightly dramatic. He'll deny it furiously if it's pointed out.))

Lucas, is it? I'll smell ya later.

[It's alright, Lucas likes dramatics. Especially if they're like this. It's fun to him.]

That's alright by me. You can spend the rest of your night wallowing in self-pity after a crushing defeat. Oh, and bring a bucket of candy. I'd like something to snack on when I'm winning.

[Snooty little brat.]

Don't get too cocky. Green's the only one who's ever given me a run for my money in a battle.

I'm just confident that I'll win, that's all, since a hermit's a poor man.

[Because of the money thing.

It SOUNDED BETTER IN HIS HEAD.]

Save the big talk for when you've actually got a reason to brag, twerp. ((He snaps, eyes flashing.))

[Oooh, he's so scared.

Shaking in his boots.

Wow.]

That won't take long when we battle.

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