.001 Δ [Video/Action for Cherrygrove]
Sep. 25th, 2015 07:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ratherbelocky[The feed flips on to show a man holding a brush in one hand and a young Shinx in his lap. Both of them appear to have been freshly bathed, with the damp Shinx swaddled in one of Cherrygrove Inn's warm, fluffy towels. When all of her wriggling and protesting comes to naught, she just lies there in her towel burrito and seethes. York, on the other hand, has found that shops in this world do, apparently, sell hair product for humans, and he couldn't be happier. He's fixed his hair for the first time in days. Life is wonderful.
Not that vanity's necessarily the reason he hasn't introduced himself to the PokéConnect community at large yet. It's just. You know. Coincidence.]
Good morning, people. And Pokémon, too, of course, can't forget you guys. For those of you I haven't spoken to yet, I'm York, I'm one of your more recent unwitting transplants to sunny Johto. Or, well, partially cloudy Johto, anyway. How about that weather, huh?
[The temperature has dropped literally twenty degrees in the five days since he got here, oh my god, why. Being caught out on the road in yesterday's rainstorm sucked. Now he's warm and dry and comfortable in a clean shirt a couple sizes too big for him (and he's not exactly a small man). Really, what could be better than being alive here and now?
He rubs the Shinx's fur drier, unwraps her, and then holds her still before she can escape so he can brush the tangles out. She mewls fussily, but his hands are steady, and eventually she relaxes--if mutinously--into the attention. He chuckles a little.]
But okay, I'm not actually here to make small talk. I got a question for you folks.
[He turns the PokéGear with the back of his brush to show another Pokémon, an Elgyem, bundled up in a blanket on the bed, fast asleep.]
Can someone tell me more about Psychic Pokémon? [He goes back to brushing.] I get that they read minds--Delta Two there communicates with me all the time--but she doesn't use words so it's hard to get more...complicated ideas across, sometimes. I was wondering, can you train them to talk? Or do other things? These guys are obviously a lot more intelligent than the animals back on my Earth, so I guess you could say I'm curious about what they can do.
[The Shinx's eyes are half-closed now as York brushes away. Someone's a sleepy baby.]
'Preciate your time. Over and out.
((Action also available for Cherrygrove, where he can be found at the inn or browsing the PokéMart stock.))
Not that vanity's necessarily the reason he hasn't introduced himself to the PokéConnect community at large yet. It's just. You know. Coincidence.]
Good morning, people. And Pokémon, too, of course, can't forget you guys. For those of you I haven't spoken to yet, I'm York, I'm one of your more recent unwitting transplants to sunny Johto. Or, well, partially cloudy Johto, anyway. How about that weather, huh?
[The temperature has dropped literally twenty degrees in the five days since he got here, oh my god, why. Being caught out on the road in yesterday's rainstorm sucked. Now he's warm and dry and comfortable in a clean shirt a couple sizes too big for him (and he's not exactly a small man). Really, what could be better than being alive here and now?
He rubs the Shinx's fur drier, unwraps her, and then holds her still before she can escape so he can brush the tangles out. She mewls fussily, but his hands are steady, and eventually she relaxes--if mutinously--into the attention. He chuckles a little.]
But okay, I'm not actually here to make small talk. I got a question for you folks.
[He turns the PokéGear with the back of his brush to show another Pokémon, an Elgyem, bundled up in a blanket on the bed, fast asleep.]
Can someone tell me more about Psychic Pokémon? [He goes back to brushing.] I get that they read minds--Delta Two there communicates with me all the time--but she doesn't use words so it's hard to get more...complicated ideas across, sometimes. I was wondering, can you train them to talk? Or do other things? These guys are obviously a lot more intelligent than the animals back on my Earth, so I guess you could say I'm curious about what they can do.
[The Shinx's eyes are half-closed now as York brushes away. Someone's a sleepy baby.]
'Preciate your time. Over and out.
((Action also available for Cherrygrove, where he can be found at the inn or browsing the PokéMart stock.))
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Date: 2015-09-27 05:17 pm (UTC)Then again, he's been busy watching all of Caboose's pets lately.
[She still can almost not believe that Wash took the [spoiler] from [spoiler] for Caboose.]
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Date: 2015-09-27 06:20 pm (UTC)That sounds like a story. I was under the impression that mostly he was busy watching Caboose.
[Come on. The weather's cloudy, they've done their chores, she's got a sleepy baby in her arms and no war to wage. She can sit down and regale him with more of her adventures, right?]
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Date: 2015-09-27 06:45 pm (UTC)Rolling her eyes, Carolina submits, sitting down and positioning D-2 comfortably in her lap.]
Church and I had chores to do on Chorus, and while we were gone, apparently Caboose found a dog.
It, of course, just also happened to be a Mantis.
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Date: 2015-09-27 08:03 pm (UTC)York just waits for a moment and then laughs, low and easy.]
How is Wash still alive. How are any of them still alive.
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Date: 2015-09-27 08:09 pm (UTC)[She watches Empress struggle and then settle down, chuckling a little. Her own low tone warms up enough to match York's.]
You'd be so surprised to see him, now. He's gotten... Unpredictable, in some ways.
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Date: 2015-09-27 08:20 pm (UTC)[He can tell from Carolina's voice that it's not a bad thing, but... The last time he'd talked to Washington, the guy had been nervous about his upcoming AI implantation, and, well.
They both know how that went.]
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Date: 2015-09-27 08:29 pm (UTC)[Really, York, they are SUCH TROUBLE.
But almost as if she can tell what's on York's mind, she mentions--]
Still, in some ways... He's the same old Wash. Screamed like a baby during a mission when he thought I was gonna drop him.
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Date: 2015-09-29 12:26 pm (UTC)Did you? Drop him, I mean.
[They've all jumped off 110-story skyscrapers with her, surely he would have been fine, Freelancers are hard to kill (and yet ninety-six percent of them are dead).]
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Date: 2015-09-29 05:44 pm (UTC)[She waves it off with a gesture of her hand.]
Besides, our target was practically attached to him.
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Date: 2015-09-29 06:26 pm (UTC)[Is it A-rank or E-rank? We will never understand.
(Actually sure we will, it's obviously E-rank and he's just got an S-rank battle continuation ability to compensate for it. Wash is a Lancer. A FREELANCER.)]
It's good to hear that he's doing okay. You and him both.
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Date: 2015-09-29 07:59 pm (UTC)[She's not sure how the sim soldiers do for his blood pressure, but, you know. Whatever.]
Who knows. You might even be proud of him.
[She certainly is.]
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Date: 2015-09-29 10:47 pm (UTC)[As if, though. York's always been proud of Wash, for all his ungentle ribbing. York was proud of all of them. York was proud of Project Freelancer.
He's always been a prideful guy.]
For now, I'll settle for being proud of the ones I got here.