[gosh, Johto, hope you weren't trying to sleep or anything: there's suddenly a series of sharp clunks and clatters, and the microphone screeches loudly and shrilly like it's short-circuiting. pokégear's clearly on its last legs, what with how many times Sora's been dropping the dang thing
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Having a Furret SCREAM in your ear is such a pleasant wake-up call too, and by the time Rise's ears stop ringing and her eyes focus and Kanzeon's been calmed and she's figured out what the hell is going on, it's probably been a good fifteen minutes. ]
Sora, what-- what did you do?
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Sorry-- sorry! I didn't mean...
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I dunno, Rise... I keep having it over and over again.
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[yeah, that's a stupid mindset to have, and Sora knows it, but he also knows when you're flying headfirst into a battle, it doesn't do any good to have some tangent worry to chip away at your focus.]
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Doesn't matter, we're almost back anyway. I might not be good at listening and advice as Senpai, but I'll always hear you out, Sora. Always.
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You are? Everything went smoothly then?
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[... or will he? Sora lifts his pajama shirt to sniff at it appraisingly. nope, nope we're good. enjoy that awkward pause, there.]
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You didn't just sniff yourself, did you?
[ because she would NOT be surprised. ]
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... ... ... ... ... I don't smell like an onion, so I'm good for now.
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