2nd roar [ video + text ]
[ The video feed clicks on, and between the gray sky, the gray ocean and the gray pebbly shore bathed in equally gray morning light, it's hard to discern Skarmory where she's settled down on the sand. From the skewed angle, and the way you can see her just beyond the back of Leon's knees, Leon isn't the one holding the pokégear.
Skarmory's head is down, her wings laid flat as if she were sunbathing. She cracks open one blue eye, sees the pokegear, then sluggishly gets to her feet. She looks tired, though it could just be from the early hour. She stretches her neck and yawns, pawing the sand and lifting her legs one at a time. Her metal skin makes a grating noise as she moves. ] You need a bath. And some rest. [ Or motor oil, but Leon isn't sure where to buy that. Skarmory shakes her head in response, though, and flaps once, twice, then takes off; the camera follows her as she draws a long arc over the water. Watch her go, boss. (Totally showing off for the camera. Eat it, Green.) Leon removes the pokégear from the clutches of whoever had it, turning it around to reveal--surprise, surprise--a bright blue Tentacool, looking up at him expectantly. Give him back the toy, boss. ]
Don't play with that. [ His tone is serious; Tentacool lowers his eyes. Leon decides he might as well use the pokégear now that it's on. ] I caught a...jellyfish. Skarmory's immune to poison, apparently. [ Tentacool makes a vaguely displeased noise. Skarmory is totally weaker than he is, she just has a stupid type advantage. Not fair. ]
He needs a name. 'Tentacool'...can't say I like it. [ YES Leon is taking suggestions. Otherwise poor Tentacool will end up with something hideous. The feed ends with Leon putting Tentacool back into his pokeball and calling Skarmory to shore. ]
[ private to radiantxsmile; ] Are you close to Cherrygrove? Maybe I should head down and meet you. [ Antsy? Leon's not antsy. Or a little bit worried about Sora and the others. Not at all. Except sort of.]
[ ooc. This Tentacool is mod-approved. 8|b ]
Skarmory's head is down, her wings laid flat as if she were sunbathing. She cracks open one blue eye, sees the pokegear, then sluggishly gets to her feet. She looks tired, though it could just be from the early hour. She stretches her neck and yawns, pawing the sand and lifting her legs one at a time. Her metal skin makes a grating noise as she moves. ] You need a bath. And some rest. [ Or motor oil, but Leon isn't sure where to buy that. Skarmory shakes her head in response, though, and flaps once, twice, then takes off; the camera follows her as she draws a long arc over the water. Watch her go, boss. (Totally showing off for the camera. Eat it, Green.) Leon removes the pokégear from the clutches of whoever had it, turning it around to reveal--surprise, surprise--a bright blue Tentacool, looking up at him expectantly. Give him back the toy, boss. ]
Don't play with that. [ His tone is serious; Tentacool lowers his eyes. Leon decides he might as well use the pokégear now that it's on. ] I caught a...jellyfish. Skarmory's immune to poison, apparently. [ Tentacool makes a vaguely displeased noise. Skarmory is totally weaker than he is, she just has a stupid type advantage. Not fair. ]
He needs a name. 'Tentacool'...can't say I like it. [ YES Leon is taking suggestions. Otherwise poor Tentacool will end up with something hideous. The feed ends with Leon putting Tentacool back into his pokeball and calling Skarmory to shore. ]
[ private to radiantxsmile; ] Are you close to Cherrygrove? Maybe I should head down and meet you. [ Antsy? Leon's not antsy. Or a little bit worried about Sora and the others. Not at all. Except sort of.]
[ ooc. This Tentacool is mod-approved. 8|b ]