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bravenewworld2016-08-08 08:21 pm
ramblingly) wrote in bravenewworld2016-08-08 08:21 pm
001 [Video | Action]
[Video]
--I already told ya, Scout. I'm gonna take it apart.
[The young person fiddling with the warp band doesn't seem to realize that the video function has been turned on yet-- indeed, the image was in fact upside down in the midst of the investigation. A little Emolga continued to tug on it's trainer's collar frantically, chittering and pointing at something somewhere off screen. They were outside that afternoon, in the shade of a gazebo somewhere in the park. It was a terrible place to work, but a new face in town probably didn't have too many other options.
Frowning in concentration, the young person reached for a screwdriver and flipped the camera over so that both parties were now off screen. An ominous shadow splayed out on the ground beyond the gazebo was instead the subject of focus...]
What, is it snack time already? Do you wanna find Keith and see what he's up to? Maybe check out that noodle shop we saw in town for an early dinner?
[At this point, the trainer was obviously taking wild guesses. Each one was shot down with a negative squeak from the Emolga that steadily grew more frantic until a clatter indicated that various tools were being put aside.]
All right, I'll take a look.... [Silence followed, before it was broken with a small exclamation and the warp band was suddenly grabbed post-haste. One final, punctuating cry blasted through the feed before it was finally cut off:]
Why didn't you just tell me that we had company?!
[Action]
[Union, Observe:
One small teenager in green with a backpack full of tinkering tools running down the city streets at top speed.
One even smaller Emolga trailing after the teen, cheeping and chittering anxiously while it leaped from lamp post to lamp post in an attempt keep up with the teen.
One flock of Spearows, consumed by rage, chasing the duo with a fury that not even a drunken Pangoro could match. The reason for their anger: unknown... but it may have something to do with the pair of pokeballs that the teen kept on their person, hidden away from obvious view.
Where the teen's other pokemon was at remained a mystery, although Unionites who were fond of heights might encounter a stray Magnemite exploring the far reaching skyline above the city. It was immensely fascinated by the various lights and signals from the towers and Habitat that it was catching echoing reverberations of in a way that only it could understand.
An early dinner may not be happening that evening, but the day certainly brought with it plenty of adventure.]
--I already told ya, Scout. I'm gonna take it apart.
[The young person fiddling with the warp band doesn't seem to realize that the video function has been turned on yet-- indeed, the image was in fact upside down in the midst of the investigation. A little Emolga continued to tug on it's trainer's collar frantically, chittering and pointing at something somewhere off screen. They were outside that afternoon, in the shade of a gazebo somewhere in the park. It was a terrible place to work, but a new face in town probably didn't have too many other options.
Frowning in concentration, the young person reached for a screwdriver and flipped the camera over so that both parties were now off screen. An ominous shadow splayed out on the ground beyond the gazebo was instead the subject of focus...]
What, is it snack time already? Do you wanna find Keith and see what he's up to? Maybe check out that noodle shop we saw in town for an early dinner?
[At this point, the trainer was obviously taking wild guesses. Each one was shot down with a negative squeak from the Emolga that steadily grew more frantic until a clatter indicated that various tools were being put aside.]
All right, I'll take a look.... [Silence followed, before it was broken with a small exclamation and the warp band was suddenly grabbed post-haste. One final, punctuating cry blasted through the feed before it was finally cut off:]
Why didn't you just tell me that we had company?!
[Action]
[Union, Observe:
One small teenager in green with a backpack full of tinkering tools running down the city streets at top speed.
One even smaller Emolga trailing after the teen, cheeping and chittering anxiously while it leaped from lamp post to lamp post in an attempt keep up with the teen.
One flock of Spearows, consumed by rage, chasing the duo with a fury that not even a drunken Pangoro could match. The reason for their anger: unknown... but it may have something to do with the pair of pokeballs that the teen kept on their person, hidden away from obvious view.
Where the teen's other pokemon was at remained a mystery, although Unionites who were fond of heights might encounter a stray Magnemite exploring the far reaching skyline above the city. It was immensely fascinated by the various lights and signals from the towers and Habitat that it was catching echoing reverberations of in a way that only it could understand.
An early dinner may not be happening that evening, but the day certainly brought with it plenty of adventure.]
Re: [Action]
Looks like we've got no choice but to do this the hard way, [she said, eyes blazing as she squared her stance and readied herself to face the horde. She'd get a few scrapes, sure, but they were only a flock of Spearows. She'd be fine on her way out.
--But her attack was cut short by a Magnemite suddenly turning it's levitation back on, stopping not even a yard off the ground as if it hadn't plummeted over fifty just to return to it's trainer's side.]
Rover? [Pidge asked, surprised-- quickly followed by another exclamation.] And Keith?! What were you two doing?!
Re: [Action]
[Said plainly as he pulls his sword off his belt, letting it extend to its full length with a flash.]
What did you say to them?
[He tosses her a quirked eyebrow over his shoulder. An indication of Keiths subtle but definitely there humor.]
Re: [Action]
[She hadn't-- and it didn't even occur to her yet that they might be angry about the pokeballs she carried on her person. Her confidence was now bolstered by the presence of her friend, and she squared her stace to face the horde.]
Rover. Scout. Think we can take 'em now?
Re: [Action]
[But he too squares his shoulders and gets into a stance. Seki stays attached to his shoulder, she's not really a combat 'mon.]
[Ready or not it's not likely they were far behind or waiting much longer for these two to banter. Keith swipes at the one that gets the closest, his movement creating an arc of flames to try and force them back.]
Re: [Action]
[Gigas. She didn't want to state the city's name due to her own tenuous awareness of what had been happening in recent months. The distrust between the two cities had been known to her for a long time-- but, as an outsider and civilian. It didn't get personal until the military asked her family members to go scouting for them...and try to cover it up.
Not that anyone but Keith even knew or cared about that in Union. She planned to take her search one well planned step at a time.
The birds were a more immediate problem.
Pidge swats at an incoming bird as well, stunning it with the electrified edge of her blade and sending it careening toward the ground.]
Guys, can ya both hit the whole flock of 'em with a Thundershock? We need some breathing room around here.
[Action]
[He'd long since come to terms with where Pidge was from. That was something they'd worked out long ago and he was at peace with it. Pidge wasn't a soldier and she wasn't involved in any of the things that had caused him grief in his early life.]
[He takes a large leap back as soon as Pidge calls out that command, not wanting to be in the crossfire.]
[If that doesn't work he's got one trick of his sleeve but he's hoping to not have to go that far.]
Re: [Action]
Ah, crap! [Pidge cried, looking around for cover.] I knew that wouldn't do it, but this is too much!