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fourth fault; video/action for Violet
Nov. 30th, 2011 11:05 am[ Here's a familiar sight, Johto: Falkner getting his ass handed to him. Miyuki's pretty gentle about it, but her Jolteon pulls through the whole fight on her own without a hitch. Falkner hands over the Zephyr badge and accompanying TM to the grinning girl only a little grudgingly.
The feed ends here, only to pick up a few minutes later to Miyuki kicking snow off her boots (then her boots off her feet) and crawling rapidly into a sleeping bag inside a tent. She zips herself up before addressing the network, just shy of teeth-chattering. ]
So, totally soloed that crap. Goldenrod, here I come! Er, well—
[ She pauses, a little sheepish, and burrows deeper into the sleeping bag with a violent shiver. ]
It's too freakin' cold to go all the way south to Azalea. Me and Sakura-chan are gonna need someone to see us through Route 36. It'd super rock if you had Pokémon we could ride, too, but we can hoof it if we have to. Even if it's like negative a billion degrees out.
[ She darts an arm out of the sleeping bag to grab a nearby scarf, which disappears into the zippered cavern with her as she descends deeper. Her voice is a little muffled now. ]
Also, I need a cuddly fire-type. Not a Growlithe; Sakura-chan already has one. And Vulpixes and Flareons are too prissy. Something awesome.
[ Whatever she says next is indistinct; she's too deep in the sleeping bag. You might assume it's a goodbye, though, because she reaches out after that to grab the 'Gear and turn it off.
Her tent is tucked back into the trees behind the Pokémon Center in Violet City. Feel free to visit, if you might be concerned. ]
The feed ends here, only to pick up a few minutes later to Miyuki kicking snow off her boots (then her boots off her feet) and crawling rapidly into a sleeping bag inside a tent. She zips herself up before addressing the network, just shy of teeth-chattering. ]
So, totally soloed that crap. Goldenrod, here I come! Er, well—
[ She pauses, a little sheepish, and burrows deeper into the sleeping bag with a violent shiver. ]
It's too freakin' cold to go all the way south to Azalea. Me and Sakura-chan are gonna need someone to see us through Route 36. It'd super rock if you had Pokémon we could ride, too, but we can hoof it if we have to. Even if it's like negative a billion degrees out.
[ She darts an arm out of the sleeping bag to grab a nearby scarf, which disappears into the zippered cavern with her as she descends deeper. Her voice is a little muffled now. ]
Also, I need a cuddly fire-type. Not a Growlithe; Sakura-chan already has one. And Vulpixes and Flareons are too prissy. Something awesome.
[ Whatever she says next is indistinct; she's too deep in the sleeping bag. You might assume it's a goodbye, though, because she reaches out after that to grab the 'Gear and turn it off.
Her tent is tucked back into the trees behind the Pokémon Center in Violet City. Feel free to visit, if you might be concerned. ]
