Sep 07, 2011 22:53
[This recording starts completely unintentionally. Here is Mikami's room. Anybody who ever had the pleasure of seeing this before knows it should be the picture of order and ... well, OCD. Right now? It's not.
Which very clearly is not Mikami's fault as there's a little curious Pikachu climbing around in Mikami's paperwork.
Behind it? A very exasperated prosecutor. Exasperated enough for it to be actually noticable. His paradise of order had been touched. This is the apocalypse!]
Will you just stop this? It's not for playing! Can't you... get out or something?
[And this is Mikami trying to communicate with his pokemon, trying to pick it up even. But Pikachu's faster, escapes his arms and positions itself on his bad, crincling the formerly flawless sheets. Mikami sighs]
Fine, stay there. I mean... stay, do you understand?
[He doubts it, but it was worth a try. Then his look wanders to the blackberry. He clears his throat]
Ah, I apologize, I didn't notice this was on. But I meant to ask something anyway.
What has become of the welcome committee? How many members are still here and active? I think we should take care of actualizing the welcome packet as well.
[Mikami pauses for a moment. This was awkward]
... and how do you get these... ah, animals to listen to you?
teru mikami,
plot: pokemon