o1: 4th Wall

[sentiments]

[There are things Barnaby dislikes. Having rabbit ears glued to his hair is definitely on the top of the list, as is the ongoing noise problem this world has.

His Buneary is a little spooked, latched on to his arm instead of staying inside the pokéball, but there's only so much Barnaby can do to help him. He's not even sure how he reached this city--by the sign, it's saying "Ecruteak". It's somewhat like a small, old-fashioned village, maybe similar to Oriental Town... quaint.

...but these ears really need to go. He's ignoring them, and the fact that they're responding quite well to his movements--right now, they're sticking straight up as he listens for his two travel companions... but he doubts he'll be able to find them in this crowd.

And he's definitely not pouting. Not at all.]

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[sentiments]

[Equals? Hah. Barnaby already knows he's better. Lunatic just has some tricks. But as the vigilante lands before him, he points to a large, rounded structure.]

We'll be fighting in there. It's a colliseum, meant to withstand damage. If we're going to avoid harming innocent citizens, that's our safest location.

[do it for the people, Lunatic! Otherwise he's jumping you right there.]

[vigilunatic]

[ Lunatic looked over at the dome and then back to Barnaby. ]

Very well. Show me where your Justice has taken you, Hero.

[ It wasn't really something he wanted to make a habit of doing... fighting the Heroes, that is. Evil was his target, not these limited heroes. But if he could see how strong Barnaby had gotten since their last meeting, then he would. ]

[sentiments]

[Well, his justice had all but tired him out, especially with these stupid ears, but he was still ready and willing to fight. Keeping a close eye on Lunatic, he led a quick walk to the gym, glancing around to see if anyone was inside. It was silent in the area...]