A Friendly Gesture (Dale)

Tugging a small pouch of VC out of the small satchel bag he had wrapped around himself, Kuzi would trade the coins for a collection of ten items before replacing the empty spot in his bag with them. "Thank you!" He'd call back as he left through the automatic doors. Man, automatic doors were the best, stopped all the pain and struggle of having to open the doors yourself! Which was mighty hard when you were roughly the size of an average persons hand. Hmm, now was the difficult part. On his walk through the commercial ward, Kuzi had sworn he saw someone he recognised. He had hoped he'd have time to quickly nip in the shop and back before losing sight of him, though... Trying to find a specific person in Junction was like watching Ma try to make a stew without dropping her spoon into the pot at least once.

Things hadn't been going badly for Dale today. There hadn't been many of the chasing people around, and people weren't paying too much attention today. He hadn't managed to get any big amounts of money so far...but he had enough to make it worth it, and he'd been able to eat a few of the various things people used to hold their money, so there was that.
Why use something edible for that? He still didn't get it.
At least it helped him keep his energy up.

Done for now with taking what others had not properly secured, Dale had his pad in one arm and his drawing implements secured in an actual case in a pocket. Time to find another place to practice drawing...to learn to be a better 'artist'.
...he was rather glad that the grey junc-son had told him about all of this. It really helped him relax...for once.

Exploring in the direction he thought he'd seen the guy he recognized, Kuzi would quickly become quite burdened with what he was carrying. Even if it wasn't that heavy, it was still making his satchel drag along the ground annoyingly and he basically had to tug the thing with his neck ever few steps. Man, he hoped that he was right in what he saw... Having to drag this all the way back home from here would be a nightmare and at this pace he probably wouldn't catch up with the guy if they were walking off either... Hmm...

Flopping to the ground exhausting, the pink fluff would lay there defeated for a moment or two before looking around at various people who were walking past. Sort of worried one would just step on him by accident or something. That was, until his eyes laid upon who he'd been searching for.

Within about half a second the small Dreedle had suddenly pushed himself to his feet, tried to race forward forgetting he had a heavy bag around his neck and was instantly choke slammed back to the ground. Coughing slightly, Kuzi would shake his head and take it more slow this time, dragging the satchel with his teeth until he was close enough to call out. "Hey! I thought I saw you earlier! I was trying to catch up with you to have a little chat but had to do something real quick and almost lost ya. Surprised I caught back up with this lumbering thing on me, would of probably done my back in trying to carry it all the way home. Eheh. I see you're still with you drawing stuff! That's good! I never did get to see whatever it was you drew from last time I saw you, you ran off so suddenly I didn't get a chance to ask to look. Heh. Uhm... You, are Dale right?" He'd suddenly realize he should probably ask just in case. Wouldn't be the first time he made that mistake.

Huh?
He could hear a voice he'd heard before. And it...reminded him of good stuff. Like Chip, like finding things out.
Looking over to the source of the voice, he found the tiny pink junc-son that helped him get his pencils back. "Oh...! It's...Kuzi dreedle." He still had to admit, the thing was...'cute'? Yes, cute. That's the right word. Small, fluffy, kinda like Chip...Chip talked less though.
Did Enkidu talking with Chip count as Chip talking? It probably didn't. That was Enkidu, after all, not Chip.
"I'm Dale, yes...who else would I be...?"


Sensing something wrong, Chip emerges from within Dale's suit jacket, nuzzling at the android now standing stock still in fear and anguish.
As it gets no response, the little dog's eyes start to change as the earth kicks up on the ground around Dale.

"Yup, that's me!" The Dreedle would respond happily, glad that he not only had the right guy but that Dale remembered who he was also. That was always a nice touch, when someone actually listened to him and managed to remember his name the next time he saw them. Apparently a lot of people weren't very good at catching his name for one reason or another. "Oh, yeah I was just checking. There are so many different people and faces in Junction that it can be honestly a little difficult to not get confused at times, was just making sure you weren't someone who looked like Dale but wasn't. But it's good to know... That..."

The small creature would slowly lose his trail of thought and raise an eye towards Dale. Was, he okay? He just seemed to be staring off into the distance or something. Was he lost in thought maybe? He'd done that too from time to time! However, it seemed it wasn't only him who noticed something adrift. The robo-dog Chip Kuzi remembered meeting from before would show himself befo-uh oh. "Hey! Hey! Dale are you alright? What you doing there bud... E-eheh? W-was it something I said? Come on now, n-no need to start a ruckus here in public!"

A chunk of the ground *Ping!*s off of Dale's forehead before Chip rolls his eyes in a way his natural display wouldn't allow and worms his way to the ground before Kuzi. "He's not doing anything. Unfortunately, that is my partner's entire problem right now. He's not going to be doing much for a bit." A low, frustrated growl sounds out...from Chip, yes, but also the ground at his feet. "Not your fault. Call it a historical issue, not that he'd know what that means."

He bounds back up to Dale's shoulder, making a small spray of debris as he does, before batting at his face with a paw a couple of times. While Dale blinks, he's still mostly unresponsive, and Chip(?) growls again before looking down at Kuzi. "Well...unless you have a means to get him to his senses in short order, I'm going to need to manifest and take him somewhere else. He'd loathe the attention, but he can't be left here like this."
"If you can shock him, do it, and be prepared to dodge, I'd do it, but he'd expect it."

The Dreedle would take a single step back and prepare himself as a piece of the ground sprung off of Dale's head. He wasn't entirely sure what was happening or why, though the fact he didn't know how bad it might get to he'd be sure to have himself ready to defend himself with Denki if needed to. However, the pink fluff would feel slightly less in danger as Chip approached him in a seemingly unworried way. The robo-dog even started explaining what was going on so that Kuzi underst-wait... "You can talk?" Kuzi's natural response would be in surprise to hearing Chip talking, or at least it sounded as if it was coming from Chip.

"Huh! I didn't know that, you never said anything the first time we met. That's pretty cool though, its not really surprising that even the oddities of Junction can speak. Not saying you're odd or anything. Just assumed you couldn't cause you didn't last time and, well..." He'd pause, realising he was getting way off track of what was actually going on. "Hmm... It'd... Probably be best if we didn't create more of a scene than we needed to. Though, what do you mean by manifest? Oh! Are you and Dale Seekers too? If so I'd seriously recommend not doing anything too crazy. Though, hmm..." Do something to shock him? Like... To make him jump or something? Suddenly kick himself back into reality, that made sense. The fluff was small and fairly nimble and that wasn't including the fact he had his own special way of dodging things if it really came to it so maybe he could help in someway. He just had to use his head to think of something... Use his head... Use, his head? Use his head! Kuzi would bend down closer to the ground and begin concentrating hard on something. From this range, it wouldn't create much of a sight and from his limited experience with it, it wasn't really all that powerful. So it wouldn't cause any real issues! Just a little shock like Chip asked for.

Action:

A deep, rumbling laugh sounds from Chip. It's...seriously out of place with the his appearance. "There's a simple reason he didn't say anything last time! This body isn't able to speak normally. He's smart - far more than anyone else thinks - but just being smart isn't enough to talk." Chip(?) leans in, tail lazily wagging from side to side. "I, however, can. I just don't exist in the world normally. Between the two of us, though...we can work something out."

The dog-bot rears back on his hind legs seemingly trying to pose, and struggling with his bodily limitations to do so. "Seekers they are. And I am he who they call forth - a companion like no other, speaking through the body of a kinsman! But you - you may call me Enkidu!" He pauses, and comes back down onto four legs. "...ah, yes. Chip says you likely want to watch Dale's left leg. I'm inclined to agree."

After a brief look of confusion with the Dreedle raising one eye whilst narrowing the other, the creature would look away for a second before turning back. "So... You possessed him?" He'd question bluntly. "Was this like, a willing possession? Cause, like, I think I'd rather not have something living inside of my body that controlled the way I moved or talked. That sounds kinda creepy. Not trying to be rude or anything, if it works for the pair of you that's great an all! You both gain something out of it I suppose, just, wouldn't be something I'd even consider agreeing to if given an option. I like being, well... Me." Kuzi would try to explain before having to hold back smirking at the sight of the robot dog's attempts at posing.

"H-heh. Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Enkidu, and you too Chip now that you can respond. In a way anyway." With a light nod, the energy the Dreedle had been preparing was basically complete. Now. He'll be honest here, he had no idea what this was going to do. Before now he'd only done this one other time by accident when thinking really hard about what he wanted to eat for dinner a week or so ago. But it was worth a shot! Right? The small fluff would take another step back, keeping a watchful eye on the leg as instructed. If worse came to worse, he simply would be prepared to phase through Dale's foot. Though for now. "Let's hope this works~!" Then a small X shaped blast would project itself from the Dreedle's scar on his forehead and collide into Dale's chest in an attempt to 'shock' him back to reality.

Action:

The shot approached Dale's body...

Fateful Counter Chance
4, 7

Random number (1,10) :

2

...and struck home.
It seemed to have done its job at least, judging from the sheer panic on Dale's face as he started to react.


From the way Enkidog starts to laugh, it would appear he finds Kuzi's words hilarious. "Living inside him? HA! I AM him! What kind of Seeker are you not to know what your Persona is?" He snickers, before breaking out into another bout of laughter. "Oh, you are a delight...though, alright, maybe what I said wasn't quite right. Chip is the means by which I come to be. Interesting I find, when he has such a developed mind, but the bond within he and Dale is deep indeed. A most curious thing for sure...but a wonderful one, and the results of it are interesting in turn."
Enkidog points one leg toward Kuzi. "Those two would do anything for each other. They're inseparable, almost as if they were as one. I doubt understand such a thing as you are."

As the shot takes form, Enkidog seems to take alarm. "THAT is how you plan to-?!"

The shot strikes home, the lack of Enkidu's intervention becomes apparent...and Enkidog has only one word of warning to get out before the moment. "Axe."


You did not get anywhere by not knowing when you'd been hurt, and that definitely hurt. Instinct screamed danger at Dale, and before anyone could step in, a ramshackle axe made from a gear and a chunk of wood materialised in Dale's hand and found itself hurled in Kuzi's direction.
An electronic bark sounds, and Dale's attention is pulled to Chip on the ground, staring up at him.
The axe vanishes in the air as Dale realises what was happening.

Dale's attention turns to Kuzi.
"We need to move."

"A Persona...? Hmm..." Kuzi would consider that response, rattling his brain as if looking for an answer. Was he meant to know what that was? "I don't think Denki ever refereed to herself as a persona... I could be wrong though, kinda hard for me to ask for clarification. She doesn't tend to speak unless she's actually summoned and here probably isn't the best place for that. Eheh." The pink fluff would listen to the rest of what Chip(?)/Enkidog(?), an ever growing look of bewilderment growing upon his face. "R-riighhtt...? So, you are Chip? Or Chip is you? Or Dale is Chip which is you inside of Chip? Or you're the... The..." The creatures right eye would twitch as he just shook his head an accepted that it made no sense to him.


"W-woah, holy what!" Kuzi would lower his head and brace, activating his ability to phase through objects causing the satchel around his neck to fall to the ground. Though after a couple moments, he's look back up after realizing nothing had actually made it all the way to him. "W-wow... That really, really axelerated quickly, huh?" The Dreedle would attempt to pick his satchel back up over himself with clear troubles before just falling over. Both himself and his stomach groaning. "U-uh... Sure. C-could you give us a hand moving though? This thing ways equivalent of a ton for me."

What's a - nevermind, weighs a lot, all he needs to know. As Chip hops up onto Dale's shoulder, Dale scoops up Kuzi and quickly drops him inside his jacket, next to Chip on his shoulder. "Hold on."
With that, he starts legging it through the...somewhat panicked crowd, weaving through and pushing past the people who didn't part for him. Enkidog leans as Dale frantically weaves through the crowds, having surprisingly little issue staying stable despite the constant motion of the person he was riding.

"How you don't know is beyond me. Even Dale knew the word instinctively when I first surfaced from him. The knowledge is intrinsic." He spoke low, as to avoid distracting the weaving android. "I am the core of what those two are, taken form. If you really want to know more, ask this Denki of yours, or perhaps another Seeker you know. Just...don't ask Dale. He is not the one you ask if you need to know something."

At an out of the way spot, far far from where the pair started, Dale comes to a halt. Few people are around here, and the location provides more than enough ways and places to evade their attention. "Less people...good. They're probably going to be paying more attention later, though..." He was going to have to limit what he did back there for a while.

The Dreedle would make a slight 'eep' as he was dropped into Dales pocket. Finding it difficult to concentrate on anything other than keeping himself as steady as possible as the guy ran, trying his absolute hardest to get as little motion sick as possible. Though, despite his best efforts... Once Dale had come to a stop, Kuzi haphazardly pulled himself out of the guys jacket, tumbling some way down to the ground. Landing, rolling, spewing. It wasn't much, but Kuzi couldn't help throwing up a little as he'd then shake his head to try and regain his sense of composure. "W-woah... I know I asked for a hand, but... I, I... Didn't expect to be shaken about quite that much... Urp..."

After a moment or so, Kuzi managed to shake off the sense of dizziness that had still been hanging in the back of his mind. Checking quickly that what he had in his satchel hadn't broke with all that moving about. Fortunately, as far as he could tell, there didn't seem to be any damage. "So, uh..." The fluff would begin, refocusing on Dale. "I kinda get why we ran off, even if... Running seems a little suspicious on top of the rest. B-but... What do you mean they're going to be paying attention later?"

Dale seemed...almost curious at the sudden vomiting. Like it's something he's unfamiliar with. "What are you doing...? Why does getting shaken about do that? Shaking me doesn't do that, and I haven't seen other people do that when you do that..." He crouches down. "What is it anyway...?" Dale scoops up a bit in his fingers and eats it. He seems to think for a moment afterwards. "You can get sort-of-food out of people if you shake them...? Not much in there though..."
Hmm. Have to get people to do it not long after they ate something if he wanted the best chance of getting something useful from this. It might get food from people he normally couldn't get it from.

Dale, in a rare instance of having the common sense to know just what was wrong, calls his axe to hand and points to it. "I threw this around people. I threw a weapon where lots of people were around. And then it disappeared. People don't like weapons, the police people really don't like them, and most weapons don't disappear. People remember this stuff for a bit, especially the police ones."