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Yep. My other lil' fella got a good two pair of hands and can float around too.

You'll meet him, one day.

{ Hehe. ]

Oh, a LOT smarter. There are even ones called 'Psychic' type that are just as smart--if not smarter--than normal humans.

Given certain specimens of the human race, I don't know if that's actually all that surprising.

[ DON'T BE A BITCH, JAMES ]

I am undeniably curious, however, these creatures might think of someone like me.

Your Napkin doesn't seem especially bothered.

[ Can it even tell that he isn't human? ]

Ouch, JJ. That's so mean. [ And yet he says this in a sing-song voice, completely unaffected by it at all as he bounces along, bidding the other to follow as he pauses at a cross walk, dashing across as they grow closer to that huge lake, spread out along the center of that big park as they approach.

He points it out as they walk.]

...Hm? What do you mean, someone like you?

[ Sampo has no idea. Maybe Napkin does. he exchanges a glance with the critter, who also blinks dumbly.

And then swipes its big tongue across Moriarty's face. ]

You know, the matter I spoke of yesterday, regarding history's—

[ AUGH IT HAPPENED AGAIN ]

NAPKIN, PLEASE. WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONVERSATION, THANK YOU.

Oh!!!!

[ Sampo completely disregards Moriarty yelling, as well as Napkin giggling like a fucking demon as it zips down into Sampo's bag now that its mischief has been managed. ]

Right, the bit about you being a snapshot of a person. Right.

I'm still messed up over that. What a crazy existence.

Well.
Maybe there are other people who can sense it on you. Or maybe Pokemon can too, but I sure don't.

Yes, well. It largely doesn't matter, considering my goal is to pose as a regular person for the duration of my stay here.

I brought it up mostly out of intellectual curiosity, if nothing else.

[ He's definitely using the sleeve of his coat to wipe the ghost spit off his face. Eugh. ]

I mean, you don't gotta'. There are plenty of people in this world who are blatantly *not* human, you know. Wanna see a picture of my best buddy? You'll be surprised. He doesn't look like a 'regular person' at all. And yet he's still my best buddy.

[ He's gonna start moving down into the park, towards the spot where the Kanto gate was hiding. Normal people couldn't see it of course, but it was always good to slip into it when normal people weren't paying TOO close attention. They were just gonna slip in and disappear, after all. ]

For example, I'm human, but I have a neat trick that'll make you jump outta' your shoes.

Really? I'd have thought that would be a hindrance, in a world with most of humanity still intact.

[ He's still following Sampo, trusting the other man not to lead him astray. ]

Oh? And that is?

It's the way normies handle magic and the mysterious. They just don't SEE it. Even like my buddy here... [ he stops just outside the stable gate, getting his phone out.

he turns the screen to show Moriarty a picture of his 'Best friend', before pocketing the phone again. ]

They see him as a guy in a mascot costume. Convinced it's a costume, really. But that's his face.

[ and then all of a sudden he steps backward, and disappears into the portal. ]

[ Moriarty obliges him by leaning in to look. Indeed, by no measure is the pictured individual 'normal' by average human standards, but Moriarty himself isn't particularly fussed by the idea of people who don't fit society's mold.

After all, "evil" is quicker to embrace those outcasts than those who call themselves "good". ]

I see. I suppose I've worried for nothing, then.

[ That's when Sampo pulls his little disappearing act. Surprise! ]

Sam!?

[ He doesn't jump out of his shoes, but he has been successfully startled. Brow furrowing a moment later, he follows Sampo through the portal. ]

[ the setting changes. entirely. going from a crisp, somewhat cold winter with a light dusting of snow and frost over everything, to a bright and warm day on the other side as Moriarty.... immediately will realise he's not in Kaisou anymore. Stepped into another place, another world, another time. And a sweeping view of the immediate area will offer him a beautiful, lush, green landscape, with large forests and trees, with a dotting mountain off in the distance. There are buildings, but many of them look... abandoned. ]

[ and then there comes a poke to his side from the...side? behind? ]

[ and there stands a small girl, who comes up to about his shoulder, and she puts both of her hands over her eyes like a fake pair of goggles. ]

Did I startle you?

[ THAT'S SAMPO'S VOICE. ]

[ Stepping through the portal is certainly a new experience for Moriarty. The lack of snow is immediately welcome, however, so he's willing to look past the strangeness of shifting from one world to the next so easily.

The unexpected poke has him turning around, and this time, Moriarty is more than startled—he physically takes a step back, caught off-guard by the appearance of an unfamiliar young woman.

Except... no, wait, he knows that voice, even if he doesn't know that face. ]

Sampo?!

[ white woman jump scare. ]

Haha!! Did I spook you~?? [ He asks, with a grin on a face that's nothing at all like the one he had moments before. Even Napkin pops out of his bag with that prankster's expression on its face. ]

Sorry, just a little prank. Your face was Priceless, though!! I figured showing you rather than to tell you made most sense, yanno?

[ and then he does a little spin, and there's a...shift to his form, his clothes, his hair, and suddenly he's standing--almost towering over the other in an outfit that looks ready-made for the cold. ]

Trust me when I say you being a 'historical snapshot person' isn't gonna' spook people at all. They'll like you just fine, JJ. Just like I do.

[ 2 + 2 = 5 now, apparently, because this shit is not adding up ]

I??

You??

Bwuh?????

[ "I beg your pardon?" is what he actually meant to say, but this is what ends up coming out. ]

[ okay this is amazing.
there's a sound like bells and laughter ringing in his head softly, as the view of Moriarty's shocked and stunned expression brings a little joy to his favorite passenger--as this more than pays the price for the god for the week. ah, sweet satisfaction and freedom for a while.

he does another twist around, a spin on his heels, and a bow. he then touches the back of his head with a hand. when he does so... he's sampo again. the same as he was before. ]

--Just having a bit of fun.
I told you I knew a 'cool trick', didn't I?

Ol' Sam can change into whoever he wants, so long as he can remember their face.

...Well now.

You certainly keep your promises.

[ Although he attempts to recover some of his dignity once Sampo reveals the truth, the effect is closer to a cat hastily cleaning itself after an embarrassing fall: he's still clearly flustered, even if he's trying to play it cool. ]

Your reaction was totally worth it. You were all like....

Bwuh!?

It was amazing.
Sorry, sorry. If we're gonna' be good pals, I should warn you, I'm a bit of a joker, yanno?
But other than that, I'm totally harmless.

Come on, let's get going. Don't wanna' get stuck in here so long that the sun goes down.

Duly noted.

[ At this stage in his life, he hasn't developed his own taste for pranks and mischief just yet. If Sampo was dealing with the true Napoleon of Crime, he'd probably be in for a bit of a prank war—but as it stands, this Moriarty is simply an easy target. ]

Neither do I. Although for what it's worth, I can light our way if it proves necessary.

Lead on.

[ NEW TARGET FOR PRANKS ACQUIRED. worry not aha you'll get your fill of this one and his hilarious expressions soon.

for now he's gonna turn and start to move out into the grassy field, towards the treelines. usually the berry trees were very stripped clean this close to the gate but it was.... worth a try.

as he goes, Moriarty might find himself a little... heavy-legged, as trying to stride forward with his left leg comes a bit more difficult as it seems something is... clinging to it. ]

—Agh?!

[ Yeah, no, he wasn't expecting the sudden weight, which throws him off-balance to the point that he nearly trips.

If he wasn't a Servant, he absolutely would have, but his enhanced reflexes help him regain his coordination just in time before he ends up making a complete fool of himself. ]

What in the world?!

...?

[ sampo turns around to see what the noise was. only to see that Moriarty's... already found a friend, already. a wide-eyed little baby cat thing that looks like it's seen the horrors with how vacant her stare is.

sampo blinks as the thing seems insistent on holding onto moriarty's leg. weird. ]

Hey, JJ. You uh. Did you step on something belonging to the little fella? --[ he can't tell if its a male or female oops ] It seems pretty.... intent on staring at you.

...
Oooh.
That's a Psychic type. Like I mentioned. Maybe your confusion with my prank's got her concerned about you...?

I WAS JUST A LITTLE STARTLED, THAT'S ALL.

[ Even when he defensively raises his voice, the little creature doesn't flinch.

Instead, it starts to slowly, deliberately, paw at his pant leg—like it's petting him, the way one might attempt to soothe an agitated pet. That intent yet vacant stare refuses to leave his. ]

Really, I'm—I'm all right, I swear. It was merely good harmless fun.

Wasn't it? Sampo.

[ HELP HIM OUT HERE ]

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