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6th Patrol
Near Caldera:
Volcanos are hot. This is something Gordon's known for a long time, even growing up in Union. Just how hot has to be experienced to be believed, however. It's important to learn new things, however.
Gordon is forgoing his usual hat and magically reinforced coat. His white button up shirt is sticking to him as is, through a combination of sweat and the rain storm Mike the Blastoise kicked up to give the pair some relief. He tugs at his suspenders, airing himself a bit, and wipes his brow, eye always scanning the horizon. It seems he's looking for something.
Union, days later:
An unseasonably warm day in Union still feels like heaven after multiple days spent in Caldera, and Gordon and some partners seem intent on enjoying it. He sits on a sleeping Rhydon, a lazily lounging stoutland by his side. A blastoise stands in the little used intersection, water cannons spraying water up into the air where it rains down as a harmless spray, like a fire hydrant with the top taken off.
Volcanos are hot. This is something Gordon's known for a long time, even growing up in Union. Just how hot has to be experienced to be believed, however. It's important to learn new things, however.
Gordon is forgoing his usual hat and magically reinforced coat. His white button up shirt is sticking to him as is, through a combination of sweat and the rain storm Mike the Blastoise kicked up to give the pair some relief. He tugs at his suspenders, airing himself a bit, and wipes his brow, eye always scanning the horizon. It seems he's looking for something.
Union, days later:
An unseasonably warm day in Union still feels like heaven after multiple days spent in Caldera, and Gordon and some partners seem intent on enjoying it. He sits on a sleeping Rhydon, a lazily lounging stoutland by his side. A blastoise stands in the little used intersection, water cannons spraying water up into the air where it rains down as a harmless spray, like a fire hydrant with the top taken off.
Union
Re: Union
[The blastoise, for its part, smiles.]
Sup?
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Roserade grins up at Blastoise in response, and then can't help but twirl a little in "rain."]
It's a really hot day to be fighting crime!
[also she's not that great with the secrecy thing either]
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Kind of a hot day in general. I wanted to just make it actually rain, but Dad doesn't want me changing the weather inside cities.
[He glances back to Gordon, noticing the Riolu peeking over. He smirks, and nods his head over, encouraging the quiet baby to join them.]
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Roserade takes a moment to think about it, and then nods.] Yeah, it'd work better at the park. Or outside! Just not inside. [insert serious nod here. Somebody might have tried something once.
And if Riolu joins them, Roserade will chirrup happily at the baby.]
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Hello, ma'am.
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Hi! I'm Lulu. What's your name?
[okay, so she probably forgot about the secret identity thing too]
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Ken. I... haven't spent much time with humans before.
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[Lulu definitely isn't a shy one, no.]
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The pokémon too.
[The Blastoise just laughs at this, grinning broadly, fine with being considered a bit weird.]