Everyone was a bit taken aback by the dragon suddenly playing 20 Questions with the group. Delibird straightened himself up, looking a bit surprised to be challenged by such a thing.
"How old am I?! Why, I'm over 5,000 years old! I know, 'but you only LOOK like you're 110!' Well, the secret to my lustful good looks is..." (He's lying.)
Delibird then goes on a long-winded speech about beauty tips for avians, most of which is probably bunk. The interviewer, who is a fascinating character in their own right, eventually manages to remind him about the second half of the question.
"Why ask? Hmpf, dragon hatchlings these days. Can never be satisfied with pleasantries. I'm an old coot, Chakra! It's my JOB to be as nosy as possible!"
Meanwhile, the P guy (these grunts come from a second-person POV anthology, so they are essentially "you," so they can be either male or female, young or old, any race) has his face light up, delighted about the questions posed to him. Typically, anytime someone asks about Ghetsis, that means they are interested in joining the cause.
"Ghetsis is the leader and founder of Team Plasma, a team who's goal it is to liberate Pokemon from humans, to end mistreatment from the humans onto the Pokemon, and to build a better planet for both humans and Pokemon! He wrote the book I was talking about, and you should totally read it sometime. I could loan you out my copy, if you want. And Ghetsis said that his outfit is inspired by the legendary brothers of Unova, of whom he is a direct descendant of, who controlled the legendary dragons that helped create Unova. It'd be rude to insult someone's traditional clothing."
The R, who wasn't listening, spoke up.
"Yeah, I speak to my Pokemon all the time. I speak to them about how weak they are, how they cost me the match, my HOME, all of my personal assists. And I find that whipping them during a match helps them...'focus' a little better. Heh heh. Who knows? A powerful dragon like you. Maybe a few licks would bring out YOUR true potential..."
He doesn't mention the suit question.
Mickey speaks up, not wanting to stay still any longer. He doesn't recognize how deadly some of the people in this room are.
"I got an e-vite to be here, 'cause I'm so cool and powerful! Remember those games where the two Gym Leaders are, like, 6 and 7 years old? Doesn't matter how old you are, anyone can be a powerful and awesome trainer! And my gym is the Ft. Cherub statue at park just down the road. We Team Instinct members keep control of it whenever we can. During the summer, anyway, when school's out. Team Instinct's the best team! Hey, what team are you on, or would be on? We can always use more members!"
Aekra nervously glances back at Daedalus, who hadn't yet spoke up. He was too busy putting on a scary face and generally trying to make the whole atmosphere uneasy.
"I guess you could say," he said, "that I'm a 'demolitions expert.' And I've heard from a...bird boy..."
He glances over at Alex.
"...that I do a mean cosplay of a certain video game character."
He turns his full attention away from Aekra and to Alex.
"Boy, how does it feel, knowing I got out so easily, and even managed to take out a couple along the way? To know that your fight is hopeless? That I will hunt down and kill all your pretty little friends? That you...are f***ed. (This whole situation is non-canon, as I assume that Alex is unmasked right now and openly talking about being Hawlucha Man, something that doesn't happen in either of our stories.)
