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{To anyone who's paying attention, it will immediately apparent that something is very much not right with this feed. For one, the 'Gear is at a weird angle, and it seems to be resting in a tuft of grass.}

Shinrai? Where are you - I can't see - Shinrai! {Two, Nanao is in the centre of a clearing, surrounded on all sides by forest. Her eyes ( Read more... )

( Action for Room 304 )

{It's early evening, and at Ise's house, they're eating dinner. On the floor, because Nanao has no furniture yet. On the plus side, from what can be seen of the house, it seems that renovations have finally been completed, as the walls have been repainted, and the bare wooden boards have been scoured clean. Nanao (who is dressed in her nurse's ( Read more... )

The 'Gear clicks on to what is becoming an alarmingly regular sight - that of Ise Nanao being set upon by hordes of Pokemon. However, this time instead of Sentrets or Weedle or Bellsprouts or those goddamned Zubats, a collection of Jigglypuff were eagerly watching every move she made.

"You have got to be kidding me." A flash of light, and then a ( Read more... )

The camera clicks on to a view of Nanao in a rather different outfit to before - instead of the kimono or black shihakushou, she's wearing green tracksuit pants, and a navy vest. She's also leaning over a bed, and her back obscures whatever is resting on it.

"Shh, shh, you'll be alright." She sounds exhausted, and her trousers are damp and dirty. ( Read more... )

It was late afternoon, and the light was beginning to fade, shadows lengthening and Hoothoots began to chime the hour, and Ise Nanao could see the lights of Cherrygrove.

( Cut to save your f'lists from the HORROR OF THE ATTACK OF THE KILLER SENTRETS. )