video. | action for travelmates.
[When the video flickers on, we have a Franziska smiling haughtily into the screen. She brushes a few stray strands of hair back from her eyes with a quick movement, and gestures to whatever that's holding the camera in a jerky motion.
The camera obediently lowers its focal point, and she examines the angle critically before nodding, apparently satisfied.]
Good afternoon, Johto. As it appears, there are several amongst you who are considered my worthy rivals, and in the light of fair play, I will take this opportunity to update everyone on my rather considerable progress.
First of all, my traveling party and I have arrived in Blackthorn city. During the journey here, my party has progressed leaps and bounds. In particular, my fish has hatched from its shell and my flaming horse has evolved into a larger and far more splendid horse. [The feebas flops in its... bucket, while the rapidash paws the ground before trotting off-screen.] However, I am also particularly pleased by the progress of my Aron, who has mastered the art of the roar. [Here, the Aron peeks out from behind her legs, blinking.] Despite its small size, it is able to crush boulders with its strength. I can only imagine that it will grow into a large and strong pokemon under my tutelage.
I have also taken the opportunity to gather information on the gym here in Blackthorn city. The leader, Clair, appears to be fond of dragon type pokemon. As a matter of fact, several individuals wandering the city have testified that she is known to be 'the Blessed User of Dragon Pokemon'.
Of course, I will admit that dragon-type pokemon exhibit a certain aura of dignity. However, they are not without flaws, and their one flaw is quite fatal -- the cold. As I will eventually challenge this gym myself, I will take this opportunity to ask for those who are listening to showcase their most splendid and powerful ice-type pokemon to me. I will be seeking one of that particular type in the future, and I will like to entertain all possibilities within reason.
Lastly, [and here, she pauses, almost reluctantly] Miles Edgeworth, there is a matter--
[Suddenly, the screen rocks as a sudden jet of water seemingly fires out of nowhere. There is a startled shriek, followed by chortling of the pokemon variety. You can only imagine how unamused a drenched Franziska is feeling right now. <>You can only imagine.]
Why you little-- Wartortle!
[And through the blurriness of the drenched pokegear screen one can see the tail-end of a wartortle clambering onto a large rock in mock triumph.]
The camera obediently lowers its focal point, and she examines the angle critically before nodding, apparently satisfied.]
Good afternoon, Johto. As it appears, there are several amongst you who are considered my worthy rivals, and in the light of fair play, I will take this opportunity to update everyone on my rather considerable progress.
First of all, my traveling party and I have arrived in Blackthorn city. During the journey here, my party has progressed leaps and bounds. In particular, my fish has hatched from its shell and my flaming horse has evolved into a larger and far more splendid horse. [The feebas flops in its... bucket, while the rapidash paws the ground before trotting off-screen.] However, I am also particularly pleased by the progress of my Aron, who has mastered the art of the roar. [Here, the Aron peeks out from behind her legs, blinking.] Despite its small size, it is able to crush boulders with its strength. I can only imagine that it will grow into a large and strong pokemon under my tutelage.
I have also taken the opportunity to gather information on the gym here in Blackthorn city. The leader, Clair, appears to be fond of dragon type pokemon. As a matter of fact, several individuals wandering the city have testified that she is known to be 'the Blessed User of Dragon Pokemon'.
Of course, I will admit that dragon-type pokemon exhibit a certain aura of dignity. However, they are not without flaws, and their one flaw is quite fatal -- the cold. As I will eventually challenge this gym myself, I will take this opportunity to ask for those who are listening to showcase their most splendid and powerful ice-type pokemon to me. I will be seeking one of that particular type in the future, and I will like to entertain all possibilities within reason.
Lastly, [and here, she pauses, almost reluctantly] Miles Edgeworth, there is a matter--
[Suddenly, the screen rocks as a sudden jet of water seemingly fires out of nowhere. There is a startled shriek, followed by chortling of the pokemon variety. You can only imagine how unamused a drenched Franziska is feeling right now. <>You can only imagine.]
Why you little-- Wartortle!
[And through the blurriness of the drenched pokegear screen one can see the tail-end of a wartortle clambering onto a large rock in mock triumph.]