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020 // streets of union, divine theater, dojos et al.
[ Streets of Union ]
Agh--
[ Drat. One of Haruka's crutches clatters to the cobblestones as she stabilizes herself against the fence surrounding this café. The Audino who'd been hostessing hurries over - guest, guest! - but Haruka just smiles. ] Don't worry. My ride's almost here.
[ Out in the street, Fights with Brilliance the shiny Rhyhorn snorts. Even her breath glitters.
...a baby Smeargle, however, is watching from the doorway, where it'd been in the process of helping to write up the daily special. That human is such a beautiful canvas. It wants to sign her leg cast. ]
[ Union Divine Theater ]
[ Haruka is sprawled beneath the (healing) Berry tree, her good leg propped up while the one in a cast is stretched out in front of her. Natto is hovering over her, offering her a pillow to sit on. She sighs. ] I'm not that fragile.
[ Oh. Natto steps back. That is a good point. A bit harshly put, but he can also understand why Trainer would be short with him. So he just smiles. He's happy if you're not in pain, Trainer. And he'll go make something that will cheer you up! ] Vanny vanny. Leavanny!
[ Haruka snorts as Natto takes his leafve, but the snort turns into a smile when she thinks no one's watching. ]
[[ OOC: Feel free to run into either Haruka or Natto for this one! ]]
[ around Union - dojos et al. ]
[ Do you operate a fighting dojo? Do you live with a bunch of strong people? Is anything about your residence even remotely martial?
If so (heck, even if not; this Pokémon is not known for his accuracy), there is somebody barking up a storm on your doorstep at the crack of dawn. HELLO!!!!! IS ANYONE INSIDE INTERESTED IN OBTAINING A DISCIPLE?? HE WOULD LIKE TO TRAIN HERE, PLEASE! PLEASE MAKE HIM STRONG!! ] JOLT! Jolt jolteon! Eeeee eon jolt jol! JOOOOLTTEEEEEEEOOOOONNN!!!
[ THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!
....Theater residents also have the option of encountering this gentlemon as he attempts to sneak out of the courtyard. His head is sticking out the front gate while his back half, butt-fluff and all, sticks out whence he came. He was trying to be Sneaky and then the door closed!! ]
Agh--
[ Drat. One of Haruka's crutches clatters to the cobblestones as she stabilizes herself against the fence surrounding this café. The Audino who'd been hostessing hurries over - guest, guest! - but Haruka just smiles. ] Don't worry. My ride's almost here.
[ Out in the street, Fights with Brilliance the shiny Rhyhorn snorts. Even her breath glitters.
...a baby Smeargle, however, is watching from the doorway, where it'd been in the process of helping to write up the daily special. That human is such a beautiful canvas. It wants to sign her leg cast. ]
[ Union Divine Theater ]
[ Haruka is sprawled beneath the (healing) Berry tree, her good leg propped up while the one in a cast is stretched out in front of her. Natto is hovering over her, offering her a pillow to sit on. She sighs. ] I'm not that fragile.
[ Oh. Natto steps back. That is a good point. A bit harshly put, but he can also understand why Trainer would be short with him. So he just smiles. He's happy if you're not in pain, Trainer. And he'll go make something that will cheer you up! ] Vanny vanny. Leavanny!
[ Haruka snorts as Natto takes his lea
[[ OOC: Feel free to run into either Haruka or Natto for this one! ]]
[ around Union - dojos et al. ]
[ Do you operate a fighting dojo? Do you live with a bunch of strong people? Is anything about your residence even remotely martial?
If so (heck, even if not; this Pokémon is not known for his accuracy), there is somebody barking up a storm on your doorstep at the crack of dawn. HELLO!!!!! IS ANYONE INSIDE INTERESTED IN OBTAINING A DISCIPLE?? HE WOULD LIKE TO TRAIN HERE, PLEASE! PLEASE MAKE HIM STRONG!! ] JOLT! Jolt jolteon! Eeeee eon jolt jol! JOOOOLTTEEEEEEEOOOOONNN!!!
[ THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!
....Theater residents also have the option of encountering this gentlemon as he attempts to sneak out of the courtyard. His head is sticking out the front gate while his back half, butt-fluff and all, sticks out whence he came. He was trying to be Sneaky and then the door closed!! ]
UDT - Haruka
Didn't I tell you to be careful? Doting Leavannies are a punishment for hubris, you know.
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[ This is not an accusation. In fact, she's relieved. If by getting up close and personal she's spared any of the Union forces their injuries, that's fine by her.
This is her story and all attempts to do anything but stick with it will be shot down immediately. ]
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[ Haruka needed that laugh, so thanks. It turning into a wince is her own damn fault - she forgot she's got some problems with her ribs, too. Or maybe she was trying to ignore it. Either, really. ]
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Theater -- Haruka
Spying Haruka trying to rest in the courtyard as he peered around one of the walls, Waver quietly pondered exactly how to make this approach. It wasn't like they were good friends or anything. Beyond a few explorations together, their only real connections were through Yuuna or Right.
And Waver didn't want either of them getting involved in this conversation....if he could find the courage to take a step forward.]
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[ Come in, already. They're accepting visitors. ]
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He had absolutely no idea how to approach this person.
Incidentally, this was why Orpheus did the tattling in Waver's place.]I see that. I just wasn't sure how open to visitors you'd be.
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[ Haruka has deigned to look over, you see. And now that she's thinking more about contexts in which she's seen this kid - when she's not prying him off of Right or being crappily healed by him on a battlefield - she's realizing he's been in their audiences. His Pokémon is a fan, right? So he's a decent Trainer.
Doesn't explain why he's here sans the kid. ]
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Streets of Union
Her eyes widen with concern when she sees Haruka hobbling along on her crutches. When one drops, she hurries ahead to bring the fallen one to her friend.]
Here.
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Thanks. [ She'll just tuck that where it goes. ]
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You should probably be at home resting.
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Haruka has been feeding that same line to everyone lately. As if it will solve everything. She's mobile enough to get from the street into shops and back, and a Rhyhorn who doesn't get to see the city much has a nice adventure with Trainer. How is this not a win/win situation? ]
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Theatre
[Minako smiled at the Leavanny as he walked past.]
Keeping busy?
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Did you go to the battle, too?
[She didn't know who Haruka had brought with her on her team, so she wasn't sure. She honestly couldn't see Natto doing a lot of heavy battling. He didn't seem the type.]
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[ Natto looks down and drags one tiny foot closer to the other, the picture of modesty. Battle is...not how he can help Trainer. He's...come to understand that. So he looks for other ways to support everyone he cares about.
He blinks a few times, though, because now he's thinking about battle and - oh dear. He's much braver than he used to be, but that's still scary. It's good he didn't go. ]
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itt: haruka just wants to brag about her gf
she has a gf worth bragging about
she likes to think so (but not say it very often)
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Yashio's.
And spots Gold.
She has two thoughts. One? Call Haruka. Two? Shut the door.
But is she in time to get that door closed?]
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[ The door will shut. The door will shut on a snout. The door wins the fight, so the snout withdraws, bruised--
but there is still an ear sticking out of Yuuna's side of said door. ]
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Gold is on the loose again. I know you're laid up. Want me to bring him by?
[And...okay. She'll open it after that and let Gold inside, careful to keep the door behind her into the office and main gym shut up...]
Persistent...
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Theater
[either way, Mom's probably not far behind.]
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[ She knows at least this stone from Happiny is Important. Togepi's looks familiar, too...she thinks. Might be imagining that. ]
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Meanwhile, Togepi looks over to see what her new friend is doing before dropping her pebble too. And then tries to pick up the white round one! (Copycat may not be functioning at 100%)]
There you are. [it's unclear whether Michiru is pretending she didn't know where the babies were or if she didn't know where you were. Also you've been getting more once-overs than usual, lately - which is saying something.]
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Streets of Union
As a medic I could and should order you to be wheelchair bound, Haruka-san. Clearly the crutches are being more of a hinderance than an assistance.
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[ Brilliance tosses her head, happy to be of service to Trainer. She does not get out in the city much. This is nice. ]
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Haruka-san, bed rest usually implies the use of a bed. [She came over to her and her brow knitted in concern.] You're going to run yourself ragged.
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