You’re walking on the street.
There’s no one around,
And your Poke'Gear is dead.
Out of the corner of your eye you spot him,
France.
Henry yawned widely as he turned the corner, ready to turn in after a long night at work. Work had been going well. It made him feel good when people saw him in his scrubs and suddenly knew that he was someone who helped people and their Pokemon. Maybe this was why all the Joys liked to style their hair similarly. While he wasn't planning on going pink any time soon, he really did enjoy being a part of the team.
Up a head, as a construction worker and his two Machamp walked by with several huge beams over their shoulders, Henry noticed a tall figure standing on the corner. He squinted through the early morning fog--the man was familiar. Tall, long hair, and a dark coat. When a name registered, Henry instantly perked up. Oh, man, he wondered if Envy knew! He was going to be so surprised if he didn't.
Henry picked up the pace, swiftly approaching Walter from behind. If his best friend didn't know his boyfriend was back in town, maybe they could even throw him a little party. When he was within earshot, Henry finally spoke up in his meek but friendly monotone.
"France, welcome back!"
There’s no one around,
And your Poke'Gear is dead.
Out of the corner of your eye you spot him,
France.
Henry yawned widely as he turned the corner, ready to turn in after a long night at work. Work had been going well. It made him feel good when people saw him in his scrubs and suddenly knew that he was someone who helped people and their Pokemon. Maybe this was why all the Joys liked to style their hair similarly. While he wasn't planning on going pink any time soon, he really did enjoy being a part of the team.
Up a head, as a construction worker and his two Machamp walked by with several huge beams over their shoulders, Henry noticed a tall figure standing on the corner. He squinted through the early morning fog--the man was familiar. Tall, long hair, and a dark coat. When a name registered, Henry instantly perked up. Oh, man, he wondered if Envy knew! He was going to be so surprised if he didn't.
Henry picked up the pace, swiftly approaching Walter from behind. If his best friend didn't know his boyfriend was back in town, maybe they could even throw him a little party. When he was within earshot, Henry finally spoke up in his meek but friendly monotone.
"France, welcome back!"
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beastofasister
2016-10-20 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Over the past three weeks or so, Manaka has been completely absent from the Goldenrod base — something Walter may well have noticed, if he's inclined to noticing who he sees around the hallways and shared spaces. But she's back, now, and she has a gift she wants to give him! When she catches him in the cafeteria, she makes a beeline toward him.]
There you are! [She addresses him like there had been no awkwardness at all in their last conversation.] I brought something back for you, Mr. Sullivan!
There you are! [She addresses him like there had been no awkwardness at all in their last conversation.] I brought something back for you, Mr. Sullivan!
[Who knows why Anders is calling Walter of all people? He sure as shit doesn't. Maybe he doesn't want to upset anybody who thinks positively about him. Maybe the other guy just seems lonely.
Either way, the feed flickers on abruptly to the mage in his hotel room's armchair, still decked in his work scrubs and doing his best not to fidget anxiously.]
Hello. How are your Pokemon doing? Did you ever find "Lyra?" Is Chaos still queen of the pride?
Either way, the feed flickers on abruptly to the mage in his hotel room's armchair, still decked in his work scrubs and doing his best not to fidget anxiously.]
Hello. How are your Pokemon doing? Did you ever find "Lyra?" Is Chaos still queen of the pride?
Once again, Manaka had disappeared from the base without saying a word, and once again, she returned without warning. But she and Jack had returned to Goldenrod for supplies, and while she hadn't returned with a gift for Walter this time, there was still something important she needed to offer him.
"Oh, there you are!" Of course her greeting echoed the last time she had done this, too. Before the similarities could become too eerie, though, Manaka giggled, her smile taking on a playfully sly edge as she asked, "Did you enjoy your vacation, Mr. Ghost? ♡"
"Oh, there you are!" Of course her greeting echoed the last time she had done this, too. Before the similarities could become too eerie, though, Manaka giggled, her smile taking on a playfully sly edge as she asked, "Did you enjoy your vacation, Mr. Ghost? ♡"
[Surprise! The Pidgey Delivery Service drops in with a package. Inside is a tiny (suspiciously Cubone-sized) knit red sweater and a regular scarf of matching color. A handwritten note is among the items.]
Walter, Assumption, and everyone,
I don’t know if you celebrate whatever it is that most people here seem to around this time, but I wanted to send you some gifts for the occasion regardless. I hope these keep you warm until we meet again! Hopefully I will have some gifts for everyone by that time.
Anders
Walter, Assumption, and everyone,
I don’t know if you celebrate whatever it is that most people here seem to around this time, but I wanted to send you some gifts for the occasion regardless. I hope these keep you warm until we meet again! Hopefully I will have some gifts for everyone by that time.
Anders
[Oh? It looks like something's come for Walter through Pidgey Post. It's a lumpy package wrapped in shimmery tissue paper, and inside is...a scarf! A white, fleecy scarf with uneven fabric scraps serving as tassels, colored in alternating shades of maroon and navy. The tag reads:
merry christmas mister walter
thank you for being so nice
from, asriel]
merry christmas mister walter
thank you for being so nice
from, asriel]
[It's good that he didn't suggest the middle of the woods. The fact that his offered location wound up being a wide-open, public area is another point in Walter's favor. Whatever the motive behind it, it showed that he was considering the feelings-- or at least the logic behind the feelings-- of others. Which was good.]
[Heather's breath steams in front of her as she makes her way to the entrance of the park-- and so do the hoofprints left behind by Carousel the Rapidash, who she's riding. Because regardless of whether or not she thinks this meeting is actually an ambush (and she doesn't), she's not about to go into a one-on-one conversation with a cultist on foot.]
[On Carousel's back, she feels untouchable.]
[The park is rather dreary this time of year, when the snow has laid there long enough for the paths to turn into mushy gray rivers of shoeprints and the branches are just barren. But well, probably for the best. Easier to see everything.]
[She counts the Pokeballs at her waist as she goes-- five, not counting Carousel's empty one. Warden, Wolf, and Kite obviously occupy three of them. She'll release them when she actually sees Walter and his Pokemon. The remaining two house Godzilla and Sunny-- two of her strongest battlers.]
[She doesn't intend to release them at all; but better safe than sorry.]
[If her intuition is wrong and this all was some kind of ruse to lure her out here alone... she has the means to really strike the fear of God into her brother's would-be killer.]
[Of course, Walter will be able to see her approaching from a mile away-- a Rapidash stands out like a sore thumb on a snowy landscape, and its rider is wearing a dark winter coat and gloves that stand out just as much.]
[Heather's breath steams in front of her as she makes her way to the entrance of the park-- and so do the hoofprints left behind by Carousel the Rapidash, who she's riding. Because regardless of whether or not she thinks this meeting is actually an ambush (and she doesn't), she's not about to go into a one-on-one conversation with a cultist on foot.]
[On Carousel's back, she feels untouchable.]
[The park is rather dreary this time of year, when the snow has laid there long enough for the paths to turn into mushy gray rivers of shoeprints and the branches are just barren. But well, probably for the best. Easier to see everything.]
[She counts the Pokeballs at her waist as she goes-- five, not counting Carousel's empty one. Warden, Wolf, and Kite obviously occupy three of them. She'll release them when she actually sees Walter and his Pokemon. The remaining two house Godzilla and Sunny-- two of her strongest battlers.]
[She doesn't intend to release them at all; but better safe than sorry.]
[If her intuition is wrong and this all was some kind of ruse to lure her out here alone... she has the means to really strike the fear of God into her brother's would-be killer.]
[Of course, Walter will be able to see her approaching from a mile away-- a Rapidash stands out like a sore thumb on a snowy landscape, and its rider is wearing a dark winter coat and gloves that stand out just as much.]
[It might be good, Asriel thinks, to make sure that Walter was going to be okay. Not...100% better, but at least okay. So, he decides to send his friend a private message.]
mister walter?
youre in goldenrod right?
i was wondering if we could maybe sew together today
i still have lots of bits of fabric from the presents i made if you need some too
mister walter?
youre in goldenrod right?
i was wondering if we could maybe sew together today
i still have lots of bits of fabric from the presents i made if you need some too
[A rapping of an Oricorio’s beak at a nearby door, window, tree or rock might alert Walter to the fact that he had a visitor. Clutched in the beak of the creature is a pink, heart-shaped piece of paper. Opening it up would reveal a handwritten note and adorned with a Cubone sticker.]
Have a Whack-y Day, Valentine -- Angel ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
[Also included with the gift is a pair of new and fancy dancing shoes.]
Have a Whack-y Day, Valentine -- Angel ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
[Also included with the gift is a pair of new and fancy dancing shoes.]
[It's been some time since the Henry incident, enough time for Envy to have simmered down from his initial fury and, more importantly, enough time for the Pokemon's upsets to get...well, nobody wants to see a sniffling Riolu, and Lyra has been in a hell of a Mood. Something needs to be done about this.]
[A few conversations with Alphonse, Heather, and Wrath later, they think they have some kind of working solution. If Walter picks up the phone.]
[Envy makes an effort to not sound angry over the phone. He may not like Walter, but anger would do the actual opposite of what they're aiming for here. So a little tense and strained, yes, but not aggressive.]
Hey, this is Envy. I'm not calling to threaten you or yell at you, call me back when you can.
[If nothing else, if he leaves it vague then maybe Walter will call back on the assumption that it's about the birds. Envy's pretty sure he saw the big Honchkrow around the other night.]
[A few conversations with Alphonse, Heather, and Wrath later, they think they have some kind of working solution. If Walter picks up the phone.]
[Envy makes an effort to not sound angry over the phone. He may not like Walter, but anger would do the actual opposite of what they're aiming for here. So a little tense and strained, yes, but not aggressive.]
Hey, this is Envy. I'm not calling to threaten you or yell at you, call me back when you can.
[If nothing else, if he leaves it vague then maybe Walter will call back on the assumption that it's about the birds. Envy's pretty sure he saw the big Honchkrow around the other night.]
Hey Walter!
Just thought I'd give you a call, see what's up. You and your guys doing good? I been kinda busy, stuck in Goldenrod most of the winter. I mean I like Goldenrod, but shit, I never knew how much a house needed! Been trying to do I myself but uh... I don't got the hang of hammering yet. It's the nails that get me.
Just thought I'd give you a call, see what's up. You and your guys doing good? I been kinda busy, stuck in Goldenrod most of the winter. I mean I like Goldenrod, but shit, I never knew how much a house needed! Been trying to do I myself but uh... I don't got the hang of hammering yet. It's the nails that get me.
[video][backdated to like last week or something] leaves this here and runs away
beastofasister
2017-03-04 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[SURPRISE WALTER IT'S NOT MANAKA CALLING
Instead, when Walter answers this call, he's greeted by the sight of a Honchkrow's face very close to the screen. Snickerdoodle tilts her head slightly as she peers into the camera, the motion punctuated by a raspy caw.]
Dad?
Instead, when Walter answers this call, he's greeted by the sight of a Honchkrow's face very close to the screen. Snickerdoodle tilts her head slightly as she peers into the camera, the motion punctuated by a raspy caw.]
Dad?
[The voice coming through the device low, clouded, and a little raspy.]
Walter.
Walter.
[Has it been long enough? It's been long enough.
Anders' arm has been bandaged where Joseph best got him, but the actual extent of the injury is indiscernible -- he keeps a level expression and tone when he calls Walter, not accusatory but not as friendly as other greetings have been. As of yet, he doesn't know for certain how to appropriately react.
The best course of action is to hear Walter's point of view. If anything, the mage suspects Walter will be harder on himself than Anders could possibly be. That is, of course, begging the question that what he heard and saw back at Tohjo Falls wasn't some delusion.]
Hello, Walter.
That wasn't quite the party most of us were expecting, I think. I hope you and your Pokemon weren't injured.
Anders' arm has been bandaged where Joseph best got him, but the actual extent of the injury is indiscernible -- he keeps a level expression and tone when he calls Walter, not accusatory but not as friendly as other greetings have been. As of yet, he doesn't know for certain how to appropriately react.
The best course of action is to hear Walter's point of view. If anything, the mage suspects Walter will be harder on himself than Anders could possibly be. That is, of course, begging the question that what he heard and saw back at Tohjo Falls wasn't some delusion.]
Hello, Walter.
That wasn't quite the party most of us were expecting, I think. I hope you and your Pokemon weren't injured.
[There's no text or anything; no sort of message because the picture itself should be message enough.
A small, newly hatched Sneasel is the focus on the picture, all curled up in the blankets of Noctis's hotel bed munching on a berry. Curled up behind her is the prince's Bidoof--Floof--who looks quite proud of the new arrival to their group.
Thanks again, Walter!]
A small, newly hatched Sneasel is the focus on the picture, all curled up in the blankets of Noctis's hotel bed munching on a berry. Curled up behind her is the prince's Bidoof--Floof--who looks quite proud of the new arrival to their group.
Thanks again, Walter!]
Hey Walter! You been to Ilex Forest, right? Cause I'm headed there now, gonna try and catch some Pokemon. Figured I'd ask if you had any recs for me!
[The view on the 'gear is one from the road. Jimmy is sprawled comfortably under a tree in undershirt and suspenders, a blade of grasp between his teeth. Off to the side, a Buneary and a Liepard can be seen playing.]
[The view on the 'gear is one from the road. Jimmy is sprawled comfortably under a tree in undershirt and suspenders, a blade of grasp between his teeth. Off to the side, a Buneary and a Liepard can be seen playing.]
[After almost two months of being on his own, Anders can admit to himself that maybe company could do him some good. But then, it really isn't fair to think of himself as alone; that he has any friend willing to invite him to their home, even for something so mundane as an evening of needlework, is more than he could ask.
He isn't actually sure what the etiquette is about visiting someone's house, here or where Walter is from, but to set his own mind at ease he arrives with a box of various goods from a local bakery, fit for humans and Pokemon alike.
After he knocks on the door and before it's answered, Trixie paws at it, impatient and eager to see Chaos again after the incident at prom, though her interest is entirely good-natured. Anders is left awkwardly trying to balance the box, his bag, and holding her back, lest she knock over Walter the second he answers.]
He isn't actually sure what the etiquette is about visiting someone's house, here or where Walter is from, but to set his own mind at ease he arrives with a box of various goods from a local bakery, fit for humans and Pokemon alike.
After he knocks on the door and before it's answered, Trixie paws at it, impatient and eager to see Chaos again after the incident at prom, though her interest is entirely good-natured. Anders is left awkwardly trying to balance the box, his bag, and holding her back, lest she knock over Walter the second he answers.]
[So this was how regular people camped. With cabins and rented boats and all that stuff. It's...well, it's pretty great!]
[Jimmy's glad they did this. Walter really needs to enjoy life, in his opinion, and he's happy to help him with that. And he gets lonely. He wants to do all the stuff this world can offer, but he doesn't want to do it alone. So this is great! They can relax, catch Pokemon...and go fishing.]
[Jimmy's really excited about that part. He's got a whole afternoon and evening planned. Fishing on a boat, then an evening around the fire. He even got proper fire roasting food. Just because they're being cushy and renting a cabin doesn't mean they've gotta miss out on the proper camping experience!]
[Jimmy's glad they did this. Walter really needs to enjoy life, in his opinion, and he's happy to help him with that. And he gets lonely. He wants to do all the stuff this world can offer, but he doesn't want to do it alone. So this is great! They can relax, catch Pokemon...and go fishing.]
[Jimmy's really excited about that part. He's got a whole afternoon and evening planned. Fishing on a boat, then an evening around the fire. He even got proper fire roasting food. Just because they're being cushy and renting a cabin doesn't mean they've gotta miss out on the proper camping experience!]
[The video starts with Tseng peering into the 'gear before he draws back, satisfied that it's on and working properly. He points at it and looks up at something--or someone--and a moment later Rue, Cissnei's Murkrow, leans in to take a look. She nods then let's out a low sound that attacks their trainer, the red head's hair drawn back in a loose ponytail, sleeves rolled up and her suit jacket tied around her waist.
Someone's been having fun on this little hike through Viridian Forest so far.]
Who did you two..Walter? [She recognizes the number they called and she glances down at them.] Meddling again? [The two try their best to look innocent, Cissnei just rolling her eyes with a grin before looking at the video again.] Sorry, I didn't realize Tseng had gotten a hold of my 'gear.
Someone's been having fun on this little hike through Viridian Forest so far.]
Who did you two..Walter? [She recognizes the number they called and she glances down at them.] Meddling again? [The two try their best to look innocent, Cissnei just rolling her eyes with a grin before looking at the video again.] Sorry, I didn't realize Tseng had gotten a hold of my 'gear.
[attached; image of an espurr laying face down atop an oversized balloon]
stll 1 of his favs. thnx agen walt xx
stll 1 of his favs. thnx agen walt xx
Hey Walt, it's Diana. I'm just-
Provisions!
Pro, stop! Tyler is not food. Put her down. Don't do it. Don't you do it. Strut, control your son.
Yeah. It's Diana. I know the weather's been kind of... shit? But are you still throwing a BBQ? Let me know, okay babe?
Pro, seriously! She is bigger than you! If you don't stop she's gonna-
[KKZZZSH!]
... Well, you deserved that, you little shit.
Provisions!
Pro, stop! Tyler is not food. Put her down. Don't do it. Don't you do it. Strut, control your son.
Yeah. It's Diana. I know the weather's been kind of... shit? But are you still throwing a BBQ? Let me know, okay babe?
Pro, seriously! She is bigger than you! If you don't stop she's gonna-
[KKZZZSH!]
... Well, you deserved that, you little shit.
Edited 2017-08-13 23:42 (UTC)
[Amidst all the Legendary Beast chaos, a text arrives on Walter's Poke'Gear.]
That guard deserved it.
That guard deserved it.
I'm sorry it took so long for me to get this to you, Walter. Things got a bit more hectic than I was expecting. I made sure to add in all the information I had about the gyms and the Pokemon each leader used when I took them on.
[The file attached is bunch of notes that Cissnei transcribed from her written journal. The notes are all straight forward and mostly to the point if you ignore some of the more mundane bits here and there.]
Hopefully it helps you prepare for taking them on.
[The file attached is bunch of notes that Cissnei transcribed from her written journal. The notes are all straight forward and mostly to the point if you ignore some of the more mundane bits here and there.]
Hopefully it helps you prepare for taking them on.
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