[If it helps at all he doesn't know why he wears it either. :<
He's already concluded he's absolutely insane, so he'd like to just curl up alone and cope for a while, but his instinct is to listen to the dominant personality and he just plain doesn't have the strength to fight against that.
So he does as told. He takes a deep breath, then picks up his backpack and starts rifling through it.]
Alright... I have my clothes, basic travel supplies... [He takes out the Trainer's handbook. He looks vaguely ill before putting it back.] And, um... [Then he takes out a potion, then a repel, then a Pokeball.] Whatever these are. I'm guessing equipment specifically tailored for the care or handling of Pokemon--the ball is meant for catching them, right? [It's kind of weird that his hallucinations are so heavily focused on a franchise he was only peripherally aware of when he was growing up, but okay.
He doesn't wait for an answer before dropping the ball back in its pocket.] And there's some money and a rope.
[He zips up the pack again. Yang the Absol stands up, tail perking in anticipation of his Trainer actually doing something beyond freaking out.] I, uh, don't have a compass. I don't know which way is west.
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He's already concluded he's absolutely insane, so he'd like to just curl up alone and cope for a while, but his instinct is to listen to the dominant personality and he just plain doesn't have the strength to fight against that.
So he does as told. He takes a deep breath, then picks up his backpack and starts rifling through it.]
Alright... I have my clothes, basic travel supplies... [He takes out the Trainer's handbook. He looks vaguely ill before putting it back.] And, um... [Then he takes out a potion, then a repel, then a Pokeball.] Whatever these are. I'm guessing equipment specifically tailored for the care or handling of Pokemon--the ball is meant for catching them, right? [It's kind of weird that his hallucinations are so heavily focused on a franchise he was only peripherally aware of when he was growing up, but okay.
He doesn't wait for an answer before dropping the ball back in its pocket.] And there's some money and a rope.
[He zips up the pack again. Yang the Absol stands up, tail perking in anticipation of his Trainer actually doing something beyond freaking out.] I, uh, don't have a compass. I don't know which way is west.