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3rd Study Done Β Video/Action for Mio Ψ

[He doesn't like going on the network. Like, he really doesn't like going on the network. Unfortunately, he has to move past it right now because SCIENCE and also his munna is sick.

So when the feed starts, Reid (who is wearing HUGE glasses today) is sitting with his back against a tree, taking a break from all the traveling with Mio. Yang the Absol is curled up next to Reid's leg, staring at the communicator. In Reid's arms is the most sad-looking munna ever, and its face looked a little green. It's a sick, sad munna.]

Um, hi?

[Reid cradles Flora the munna carefully, readjusting the glasses on his nose.] Right. Uh, for those of you who don't know, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid. Not that--you don't have to call me that. Spencer or Reid will work fine.

[As you can probably tell, Reid is not good at talking to lots of strangers.]

It's come to my attention that no one's ever formally gathered data about arrivals and departures from this place, and in hopes of finding a pattern that could lead us to being able to better predict who might come and go, I put together a survey. The more people who contribute, the more useful the results will be, so any spare moment you could use to fill it out would be appreciated.

[He switches to text briefly to provide a link to the survey.]

This, um... isn't exactly my realm of expertise? That is, my specialty is largely theoretical and practical applications of knowledge, not setting up studies, and without any kind of possible beta testing, this study isn't exactly what I would call formal. So really, any suggestions on how to improve it or any help from people experienced with correlational studies would be helpful.

On a more personal note...

[He glances down, his glasses hiding his eyes, and he shifts so the munna is more visible on the screen. The poor thing looks utterly pathetic--she's not even hovering.]

Flora has been very sick since she hatched. Does anyone know what might be wrong with her?

[She'll tell you what's wrong with her. She's living off a steady diet of nothing but sleep terrors and nightmares. Reid, you really should see someone about that.]

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Um... if you'd like... I could talk to Flora...

Talk to...?

[No, Reid. Stop. Don't question it.]

S-sure. Anything that could help.

[He moves so that Flora is closer to the camera. Sickest. Munna. Ever.]

Oh, the poor dear...

[She speaks very softly and gently, putting all her care and concern toward the pokemon... and none towards you, reid.]

Flora? My name is Fluttershy... I'd like to help you. Just tell me what's wrong, but don't strain yourself... Deep breathes...

[Hey, he likes it that way. Care and concern are weird to be at the receiving end of.

The munna looks at her, then after a deep breath, lets out the saddest sound Reid's ever heard. And, well, it's a sound he can't decipher, but Fluttershy probably can.]

The dreams are awful. There's nothing nice about them. My tummy hurts, but there's nothing else to eat. My trainer's sleep is always so sad and scary, that I have to eat to let him sleep and I feel sick.

[Reid just looks concerned. Does he have any idea what the problem is? Hell no.]

[wait is this

science

HE IS SUDDENLY INTERESTED IN A PROFESSIONAL CAPACITY]

A survey? I must confess, I didn't consider putting forth one of these the last time I brought this subject up to the network.

[...though given that he was severely emotionally compromised at the time, who can blame him...]

I will admit, my areas of expertise are basically the same as yours, so I'm afraid I may not be the most help with improving it as a correlational study. I would, however, be fairly interested in seeing the results when you've gotten enough data.

Maybe take her to those Pokemon centers? I'm sure they can help Flora. I can ask my friends if they know anything about it.

That's quite a lot of questions.

[And some of those he'd rather die than answer truthfully, and lying wouldn't help. Darn.]

I can tell you that there was a change in the pattern of arrivals some time ago, though I cannot remember the exact moment. There used to be newcomers every week, but now the waves happen once every two weeks or so. I also remember a few weeks with no arrivals at all.

A Pokémon Center may be able to help her. Nurse Joy is familiar with all types of Pokémon and she can usually tell what's wrong.

[Pause. Man, he never thought about that.] The survey is a good idea-- actually, I'd have never thought about it. [And he's the omnidisciplinary scientist too!]

If I may ask, what exact field do you work in?

Oh, that's awful! We can't let this go on. Let me talk to him, surely there must be another way!

[With conviction, she looks at Reid-]

Mister Human!

[... a.k.a Mister Human - ]

Munnas eat dreams more than normal food. But... your dreams are making her sick. You need to find more humans to stay with for a little while, until your dreams are better.

[Normally, 'Mister Human' would raise a couple more eyebrows, but there's the more pressing matter of--]

Wait, she's been eating my dreams?

[...

...

JESUS.

NO WONDER SHE'S SICK.]

I, well, my dreams aren't--

[Fuck.

Give him a sec, he's slapping a goddamn filter on.]

I am staying with another human. [Her dreams really aren't any better, though.] And those dreams--they've sort of been around for a while? They're not going to get any better. Maybe when we get to Violet City, we can find someone else to trav--

[But then Flora cuts him off, making a sad wailing noise.] No other dreams! No other dreams! I want him to forget the ones he has! [Reid flinches even though he has no idea what she's saying, and he starts doing what he's been periodically doing since Flora hatched.

He glances around nervously, like someone more suited will come down and save him, and he awkwardly starts to rock her gently back and forth, rubbing circles into the base of what passes as her neck. The closest thing to a crying baby Pokemon he's dealt with is his crying godson, so he's just trying to do what the mother of his godson told him to do with crying children. Despite the fact he is clearly out of his element, Flora seems to be calming down a little bit.

Nonetheless, he looks at Fluttershy pleadingly. Help. He has no idea what to do.]

I got the idea while talking to someone on the network. She mentioned a couple patterns that seemed to show up among the existing pool of non-natives, and I wanted to see what other patterns one could uncover.

[Reid runs a hand through his hair.]

It might take a while before I have enough results, because some of the questions do have the capacity of being personal, and there will be a bias within the pool of survey takers because I can only get a sampling from people who actually choose to take the survey, but this is the best we can do at the moment. Once I have a large amount of data, I'll give the results to whoever wants it.

Well, I'm still a few days away from a Pokemon Center. If there's any way to give her some more immediate help...

[Rikku's got her shiny Musharna]

I've got a Musharna--the evolved form of a Munna--and Flora should be able to tell you what's wrong. They're Psychic types and can do telepathy.

[He takes a look at the survey]

That's really long! Can I just tell you my answers instead?

And...what do Munnas eat? I haven't seen one before, but I know how to take care of animals a bit!

[She's been filling out answers on the survey for a while, but honestly she's not sure she's going to send it in. Scientific advancement is something she's all for, naturally, but some of the questions... she's just not sure she wants to answer them, really.

In the midst of debating the issue with herself, she decides to ask about the other issue.]

It looks like you've gotten a lot of help on that poor Munna... was anyone able to give you an answer you could use?

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Is she like a bakumakura? Something that eats bad dreams? Maybe she hasn't been eating? Or eating too much?

[She listens quietly and patiently, and then is almost in tears because of the really sad circumstances around this.]

Flora... Oh, no... She wants to eat your dreams so you can forget them... That's how sad they are... But it's because they're so sad, that they're making her sick... Flora, you're trying to help, and you're being very brave, but... you should know better than anyone that dreams don't change that easily...

[She sniffles, taking a moment to wipe away brimming tears with her over-sized sweater sleeve.]

Whatever Mister Human has gone through, it has to go away on its own, with talking, and comfort. And he won't find any comfort if you're sick. If you keep pushing yourself like this... you'll only hurt the both of you. Please...

Seriously? No one has gathered that data or- well, I'll toss in my shit for you. It's a start.

Dr. Reid, is it? It's a pleasure.

[Well, he's certainly smirking enough, though it's not an unpleasant expression. He's not exactly in the practice of genuine smiling.]

I spent quite some time attempting to analyze patterns regarding those who are brought to this world, for several months after my own arrival; I can't say I found anything of value. Though I must admit that I'm not a professional in this sort of field; perhaps you'll see something I didn't.

[Man, Reid, your dex is blowing up, isn't it?] Your survey idea must be pretty popular.

[She wonders if she has to fill out the survey too--or, at least, if she should even though she's traveling with him--but there are more important matters at hand]

How's Flora? Did you get anything that'd help?

Maybe she's got the swine flu.

[WAY TO BE HELPFUL, ALBERT, AREN'T YOU FUNNY.]

[Can he make it known that he is extremely uncomfortable with all this?]

I--they're really not that bad. Honestly. [He is lying through his teeth.] I-it's fine! You don't need to cry...

[He turns the munna in his lap, looking down at Flora's big sad eyes and trying really hard to not stutter too much.] Listen, Flora... you just hatched, okay? You're still a baby. I'm a grown man. I'm fine. [He feels vaguely ridiculous, but he's starting to get used to that.] I can deal with it fine. Just--you concentrate on taking care of yourself, okay? W-we'll go to the PokeCenter and talk to a nurse about what to do. Until then, do your best to stick to solids.

[Flora makes a sad noise in the back of her throat.] Your dreams are horrible. I wanna help.

[Yang the Absol finally raises his head, giving a soft grunt.] You can't. Dreams are symptoms, not the disease. You're still too little. Eat my dreams for now. [Absol looks over at Fluttershy, hoping for some backup that can actually understand what the hell he's saying.]

[Sh sighs heavily, trying to be brave and mature about this.]

Mister Absol is right. Maybe when you get bigger and you're stronger, you can take on these dreams... But right now, you're still young. And it's okay. You have to take your time... It's very kind of you to want to help, and someday, you will. But for now... you should listen to Absol, and your human. They care about you too, and want to do what's best for you.

[She smiles sadly at everyone involved.]

It'll be all right... The best part about dreams is that they all end eventually... We always wake up. Mister Human might be sad when he sleeps... But every time he wakes up, it's a new opportunity for happiness.

Y-yeah. I really have no way of finding potential patterns without trying to cover all the basics. [And Carmen Sandiego implied that an unusually high percentage of people here come from very troubled backgrounds, and he wants to see if that's actually true and if so, if that could be significant.]

Really? So arrivals slowed down? [He frowns, putting a hand on his chin.] Do you remember roughly which month that was?

I'm going to go talk to her when we get to Violet.

[Reid frowns, fidgeting with his hands.] The only problem is that the pool of survey-takers will be very self-selecting, and therefore biased. There are a lot of people who won't want to answer those questions--I, I really don't blame them, because I wouldn't either--and that will probably lead to skewed data. [He gives a shrug. He figures that he's probably going to need to keep giving this link to people for a few months before he gets enough data to really compile.] But I guess that's better than no data at all.

I'm a, I'm a profiler? I work in the FBI to find criminals by making a hypothesis about how their minds work. But I have degrees in engineering, chemistry, and mathematics as well.

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