Pidge Gunderson / Katie Holt (
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--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?!
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[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.]
[Action]
[So while Pidge was off doing her tinkering thing, Keith was scaling towers and ledges, trying to get a feel for their new (probably temporary) home. He liked the architecture, if anything. The rest of Union would take some getting used to, but at least he could meet with the sky.]
[Of course while he's out there he runs across an unexpected friend.]
...Rover? What are you doing out here?
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[ There's a traffic crossing here, you see, Pidge. And Brilliance the Rhyhorn is stopped at it. Because Haruka Tenoh is a very, very safe driver. Naturally.
So what's up with the rush? ]
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A very fast Houndoom joined the run, clearly happy to do so. It barked and howled as it ran, enjoying the run just for the sake of it.
It was also wearing a red collar with a gold tag... if Pidge had the time to notice.]
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