Dated to Thursday Night
[CRASH!]
[Good evening, Johto, are you ready for some newborn Pokemon trouble? Because Nemesis is giving you a show. Ken is currently chasing a Shinx around the hotel room he and Miles' share. And the Shinx is not too pleased about it. He is hopping from the bed to a night stand to the dresser to the top of the TV to the table where Miles plays chess, to just about anywhere he can feasibly be out of Ken's reach.
Meanwhile, Ken is chasing in horror because he's already knocked over a lamp and a chair. It isn't helping that there is a whole array of Ken's other Pokemon watching this. He finally appears to have the poor Pokemon cornered on the couch, and he reaches out carefully.]
I'm not going to--[A "wauuugh!" as the Shinx jumps straight into his chest, knocking him over. He rubs the back of his head, blinking at the Pokemon standing on him.] ... O-ow....
[And the cat doesn't appear to be moving. Finally, Ken just flops back.]
... Just don't break anything of Miles', please, Castor... [The Shinx makes a content purring sound and lowers himself to Ken's chest where he seems to doze peacefully. Ken scritches his head with a half-smile, before glaring at the gear.] Nemesis, turn that off.
[Good evening, Johto, are you ready for some newborn Pokemon trouble? Because Nemesis is giving you a show. Ken is currently chasing a Shinx around the hotel room he and Miles' share. And the Shinx is not too pleased about it. He is hopping from the bed to a night stand to the dresser to the top of the TV to the table where Miles plays chess, to just about anywhere he can feasibly be out of Ken's reach.
Meanwhile, Ken is chasing in horror because he's already knocked over a lamp and a chair. It isn't helping that there is a whole array of Ken's other Pokemon watching this. He finally appears to have the poor Pokemon cornered on the couch, and he reaches out carefully.]
I'm not going to--[A "wauuugh!" as the Shinx jumps straight into his chest, knocking him over. He rubs the back of his head, blinking at the Pokemon standing on him.] ... O-ow....
[And the cat doesn't appear to be moving. Finally, Ken just flops back.]
... Just don't break anything of Miles', please, Castor... [The Shinx makes a content purring sound and lowers himself to Ken's chest where he seems to doze peacefully. Ken scritches his head with a half-smile, before glaring at the gear.] Nemesis, turn that off.