COMPLETE ACCURACY !

" Are you okay? "

" Hey! Wake up! "

" What's happening over there? I can't see. "

" Oh gosh, sorry! Did I hurt you? "

" Who's there? Is anyone there? "

" I'm lost. "

" Are you lost? "

" Who are you? Where are we? What happened?! "

" Get off of me! "

" Sorry, I tripped! "

" Are you new here? "

" I'm new here, can you help me out? "

" Somebody help me! "

" You look really familiar. Do I know you? "

" What are you doing in there? This place is off limits! "

" You're not allowed in here. It could be dangerous. "

" Do you work here? "

" Can I help you? "

" It's not very polite to stare, you know. "

" Get out of the way! "

" You could have been killed! "

" You saved my life! "

" Are you okay? "

" Hey! Wake up! "

" What's happening over there? I can't see. "

" Oh gosh, sorry! Did I hurt you? "

" Who's there? Is anyone there? "

" I'm lost. "

" Are you lost? "

" Who are you? Where are we? What happened?! "

" Get off of me! "

" Sorry, I tripped! "

" Are you new here? "

" I'm new here, can you help me out? "

" Somebody help me! "

" You look really familiar. Do I know you? "

" What are you doing in there? This place is off limits! "

" You're not allowed in here. It could be dangerous. "

" Do you work here? "

" Can I help you? "

" It's not very polite to stare, you know. "

" Get out of the way! "

" You could have been killed! "

" You saved my life! "

AN INVITATION WOULD BE hand delivered to Bede’s gym that morning. A woman dressed in knights armor would be the one handing it off, and by the embossed seal alone would one know who the letter was from. On the front side was Bede’s name written out in golden cursive, the return address appearing to be the location of Avery’s own gym. Once opened would reveal a paragraph or two, simple introduction in the eyes of the electrics type, but it’d been at the bottom of this letter that truly mattered.

A request for the two to meet over tea!

Upon receiving notification that the letter had been delivered (and especially if Bede had agreed or not), they prepared themselves for the upcoming day. Dressing as casually as any prince could, they awaited patiently in their throne room. Upon hearing footsteps nearing the room do they come to a stand.

HERE’S A MASTERLIST OF MY STARTER CALLS !

Zekrom: I'd make the person suffer from thunderstorms without even a moment to breathe until they beg for my forgiveness.

Sb:

“If I did that then the humans would spread more rumors about how I’m an evil dragon that needs to be captured! I don’t want to fight for a human!” there was nothing more degrading than getting captured and nicknamed by some snot nosed human.

“What would you do if you were in the same situation as me?”

❝IF I WERE IN your situation, hm?❞

She’d of course been in such a situation centuries ago, the same as her sister; but those rumors would ultimately die down with time. Though with Kyurem, however, no such luck given. Zekrom couldn’t help her smile, giggling to herself.