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[video// new bark town]
[ it is 85° out, and ikkaku's got a leather jacket thrown over his head for shade instead of wearing it like he's supposed to.
he might sound calm, but there's a nervous, frenetic undercurrent to his voice that anyone who knows him might pick up on. good thing he's not counting on that. ]
This is Madarame Ikkaku, Zaraki Division, third seat. Whatever those guys in 4th slipped me, it ain't bad.
Off-chance this ain't the drugs, I'm here for-- however long I'm here. Anyone from Soul Society around?
[ that's probably a joke. he doesn't get high off those painkillers! haha. he doesn't even take painkillers. ]
... I'm not the only one hearin' things, right? Everyone else's got a funny-lookin' little thing following 'em everywhere, too? Great. Just makin' sure.
[action a// new bark town]
[ ikkaku's kneeling down just before a patch of grass, above eye-level in front of a confused-looking little ralts. he's not the type of guy who talks to animals, but pokémon can, presumably, understand him ]
C'mon, I mean. You gotta know more than one move. How're you gonna get stronger if all you can do's-
[ and ralts lets out a disarmingly cute little growl. ikkaku's face drops into his hands. ]
Right, well. That purple rat tries to take a chunk out'a you, I'm not steppin' in so you better step up.
[action b// route 29]
[ about halfway between new bark town and cherrygrove, there's an ikkaku sitting on a big rock next to a tired ralts with an open pack of trail mix between them
he's kicked off those heavy biker boots and socks and the jacket's under his ass. he doesn't look too happy, but not too depressed about a 'mon that only has confusion and growl. ]
... s'pose you couldn't throw a punch with those arms anyway.
[ it is 85° out, and ikkaku's got a leather jacket thrown over his head for shade instead of wearing it like he's supposed to.
he might sound calm, but there's a nervous, frenetic undercurrent to his voice that anyone who knows him might pick up on. good thing he's not counting on that. ]
This is Madarame Ikkaku, Zaraki Division, third seat. Whatever those guys in 4th slipped me, it ain't bad.
Off-chance this ain't the drugs, I'm here for-- however long I'm here. Anyone from Soul Society around?
[ that's probably a joke. he doesn't get high off those painkillers! haha. he doesn't even take painkillers. ]
... I'm not the only one hearin' things, right? Everyone else's got a funny-lookin' little thing following 'em everywhere, too? Great. Just makin' sure.
[action a// new bark town]
[ ikkaku's kneeling down just before a patch of grass, above eye-level in front of a confused-looking little ralts. he's not the type of guy who talks to animals, but pokémon can, presumably, understand him ]
C'mon, I mean. You gotta know more than one move. How're you gonna get stronger if all you can do's-
[ and ralts lets out a disarmingly cute little growl. ikkaku's face drops into his hands. ]
Right, well. That purple rat tries to take a chunk out'a you, I'm not steppin' in so you better step up.
[action b// route 29]
[ about halfway between new bark town and cherrygrove, there's an ikkaku sitting on a big rock next to a tired ralts with an open pack of trail mix between them
he's kicked off those heavy biker boots and socks and the jacket's under his ass. he doesn't look too happy, but not too depressed about a 'mon that only has confusion and growl. ]
... s'pose you couldn't throw a punch with those arms anyway.