1st Shot | Video/Action

[loveshiscity]

Video

--Yeah, yeah. I know that already.

[It would seem that Union was being treated to a fragmented conversation that the feed had suddenly started right in the middle of. No faces could be seen on screen yet, save for a gloved hand and the hemline of a white jacket. Off screen, a stern, feminine voice could be heard delivering a severe reminder about all of the paperwork that should have been done weeks ago, and how it was irresponsible of him to not have introduced himself to the rest of the community yet.

The owner of the gloved hand could be heard chuckling.]

And my family'd be ashamed of me too, right? [Then, the feed started to move as he continued in a more brisk tone.] Don't worry 'bout it, okay? I'm working on it right now. C'mon, J.

[But what about the--

The voice was promptly cut off by the sound of a door clicking shut, followed by a sigh. Then, the face of a young man with brilliant green eyes came fully into view on the feed. He offered an apologetic smile for the audience.]

Sorry about that. Some girls can really be demanding.

[There was a subtle rumble that was suddenly audible on the feed-- those who understood Pokespeak would recognize it as a quiet reminder from someone off screen. 'Daisuke. You're stalling.']

What? J, not you too!

[The blond at least had the foresight now to share the screen with his pokemon-- an inscrutable looking Beldum who was strangely clad in a brimmed hat and scarf. The humming continued. 'A man shouldn't try the patience of his coworkers or his audience.'

Daisuke sighed-- and actively closed out the feed.]

Action

[Later, people wandering through the downtown might find a slender blond man in a crisp white jacket hanging around the streetside food stands near the theater, nonchalantly scarfing down a bowl of noodles as if he had all the time in the world. But, don't let the ease of his manner fool you-- he's definitely paying attention to what's happening around him.

As for the rather fashionable Beldum? He's hanging around...somewhere. Daisuke isn't sure, but he suspects that the Beldum has taken to visiting the theater for reasons that only he would know.]

Comments

[actsmagnificent]

....Ni. [ One of those tiny fists thumps his heart. Yes, sir! He'll remember that, sir! Theoretically!

And here's Gold, bounding back up but slowing to a walk before he can careen out of control again. And he's brought a human. A tall, ambling human who couldn't be bothered to put on a coat before coming out in the cold. ]

....This guy?

Jol! [ Gold is not sure whether the Beldum will like the news he has to convey or not. So, as a bonus, he's brought a Real Live Actor. That should make up for it.

Haruka grins. ] You don't look like the theater type.

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[With a low, rumbling hum J cast his gaze upward at the newcomer, recognizing the tones and inflections of the infamous Haruka Tenoh. The human, indeed, was just as impressive in person as up on stage-- in respect for the difference in their relative height, he allowed himself to gain enough altitude so that the human didn't need to strain.

In the worn, wide brimmed hat and clean scarf, he did cut a rather dashing figure for a Beldum.

"There is more to a man than just his appearance," is what the whirring sounds he emitted would have translated to for anyone who understood Pokespeak.

Somehow, beyond the warp band attunement that many humans in this city were partial to, J doubted that Haruka could.]

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[ Haruka can't, no. Ferrari does his best to translate, but the message gets garbled and he ends up saying something along the lines of "this guy is really cool, so don't knock him, Trainer". ] Nido ni. Nidoran.

[ Unfortunately for Ferrari, Haruka doesn't exactly set much store by his opinions. She'll treat this Beldum like she does everybody else - on their own terms. ] The next play's still in progress, so if you're after dates we can't oblige yet, sorry. There'll be posters once that's announced.

Jolteon! Jolt jolt ee! [ Big ones! With leaves on them! And - though Trainer didn't say this since it wasn't part of the question - they're going to ask people outside the Theater to perform, if you know anybody who likes to dance or sing!

Haruka looks down at Gold but neither contradicts nor stops this additional information. It's not wrong, so why bother. ]

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[--That was a curious bit of information in regards to the next performance. He would be certain to pass it on, although he doubted that his own trainer would be interested in performing on stage unless there were other circumstances in play that would force his hand. For an investigator, he was quite indolent.

He tilted his eye up and down in that motion intended to mimic a nod, and hummed once again. "Thank you. That is all I required, and I will share this information with my friends."]

[actsmagnificent]

Anytime. Sorry we can't be more helpful. [ This after a translation - first from Ferrari, and then from Gold to be sure Ferrari hadn't changed anything. Whoever's Pokémon this is, he seems to have a good head on his.....leg. That's refreshing.

Gold barks a happy farewell, and Ferrari fidgets. Um. He'll....attempt those tenets you bestowed upon him, sir. You shall be impressed when next you visit! ] Nidoran.

[ A man should protect no matter what. That's right up his alley. He can do this! ]

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[J made that strange, nodding movement once more, and eyed Haruka with a strange gravitas that simply shouldn't be carried by a pokemon of his size and stature, and made a faint whirring sound. "You have helped enough."

Then, he eyed the young Nidoran with similar seriousness as he once again dropped down to that level, so they could regard eachother more directly. Another rumbling hum: "I look forward to seeing your progress."

With the current business taken care of, J once again nodded at the trio and made his way off of the Theater's property-- his soft scarf billowed outward in the wind that had picked up as he departed.]

[actsmagnificent]

Later. [ The guy knows how to make an exit, huh? Haruka shrugs to herself, satisfied, and turns to head back indoors (it's cold). They should really get on picking a play soon, shouldn't they. How about that.

Gold follows Haruka in, but turns to look over his shoulder while standing in the doorway. Ferrari remains outside, watching J's receding figure. A tiny fist is clenched over the Nidoran's heart. ]

....Jol. [ Gold isn't Psychic like his Trainer, or his Trainer's Trainer. But for a moment, he almost gets the shivers. ]