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24th roar [ video ]
[ The feed clicks on and immediately, what captures the attention is the rising and falling sound of foreign music blasting through the Gym. Clair's Gym, to be precise: Leon is taking on his last Gym leader.
Well, 'taking on' is perhaps strong. More like, Clair's Dragonite is in the final throes of agony, wrapped up in Flood's tentacles, heavily poisoned, getting blasted with Ice Beam. From the viewpoint, just over Leon's shoulder, it becomes obvious his Raichu is the culprit here, filming the proceedings with occasional peeping encouragements to her teammate.
Dragonite doesn't last long, and eventually goes slack. Flood's tentacles are suddenly holding nothing more than a vanishing red light. The music dissipates, replaced by the usual victory fanfare. Raichu, as well as Lightning, Sen and Strike in the stands, explode into cheers—or in Lightning's case, soft applause. Leon himself isn't one for overly emotional displays, so Flood gets a few proud pats and a promise of well-earned rest for his trouble.
Raichu leaps down from Leon's shoulder as he collects his HM and prize money. As he turns to make his exit, Lightning strides up, the camera catching on her pleased expression. ]
They did well. You did well.
Thanks.
[ The view is mostly obscured by Raichu's meager height, but Lightning steps in very close and Leon's arms wind around her shoulders and she tilts her chin up--
Goodness.
A moment passes, before the two abruptly break apart, apparently having noticed their audience. As Raichu scrambles back, the camera tilts high enough to catch the two of them looking incredibly uncomfortable. ]
Turn that off.
[ And off it goes. ]
[[ooc: pink is Lightning; tags may come from both of them as soon as Silver gets online. As for me, a busy class schedule means I may have to leave shortly, so don't worry if I disappear.]]
Well, 'taking on' is perhaps strong. More like, Clair's Dragonite is in the final throes of agony, wrapped up in Flood's tentacles, heavily poisoned, getting blasted with Ice Beam. From the viewpoint, just over Leon's shoulder, it becomes obvious his Raichu is the culprit here, filming the proceedings with occasional peeping encouragements to her teammate.
Dragonite doesn't last long, and eventually goes slack. Flood's tentacles are suddenly holding nothing more than a vanishing red light. The music dissipates, replaced by the usual victory fanfare. Raichu, as well as Lightning, Sen and Strike in the stands, explode into cheers—or in Lightning's case, soft applause. Leon himself isn't one for overly emotional displays, so Flood gets a few proud pats and a promise of well-earned rest for his trouble.
Raichu leaps down from Leon's shoulder as he collects his HM and prize money. As he turns to make his exit, Lightning strides up, the camera catching on her pleased expression. ]
They did well. You did well.
Thanks.
[ The view is mostly obscured by Raichu's meager height, but Lightning steps in very close and Leon's arms wind around her shoulders and she tilts her chin up--
Goodness.
A moment passes, before the two abruptly break apart, apparently having noticed their audience. As Raichu scrambles back, the camera tilts high enough to catch the two of them looking incredibly uncomfortable. ]
Turn that off.
[ And off it goes. ]
[[ooc: pink is Lightning; tags may come from both of them as soon as Silver gets online. As for me, a busy class schedule means I may have to leave shortly, so don't worry if I disappear.]]
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I told you I'd made friends here, remember? I just didn't say one of them was more than that.
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And I'm hurt, Light. You didn't trust me? [ She knows perfectly well that Lightning was likely trying to avoid this exact exchange. ]
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No, I trust you. I just doubted that you wouldn't tease us about it. You'd tease Vanille about something like this too. [Said with a smirk; her trust in Fang does run deep. Deep enough to know when the teasing would come.]
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No probably about that. You might end up getting slapped again if that happens.
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[ Fake sigh. ] Guess you made your point. It'd have to be really worth it for that.
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[An honest question, though she does know that Fang's teasing wouldn't go that far. Hence the "might".]
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Rest of the time I'd be throwing 'em out on their backside. But she's older and a little more inclined to that sorta thing.
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She's used to it, Hope isn't. Starting him off with your teasing might not be the best idea.
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[And with Snow out of the picture, should Hope return...yeah. Not many other people she trusts to handle him. Kid gloves and teasing or not.]
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I know better than to be handin' you excuses to punch me.
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Good thing. If I could break Snow's nose, I can break yours if I have to.
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And ruin this pretty face? Not a chance.
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You really want to test that theory?
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I ain't doubting that you'd do it. I know ya would.
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And you know giving me a reason to wouldn't be a good idea. Let's try and keep it that way for now.
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