k9tantei: (Why do the gods hate me?)
The feed shows a lovely evening in Ecruteak, with (1) teenage detective wandering out to the park to flop bonelessly in the grass; Baskerville is carrying what looks to be a brand-new saddle sized and designed for a Houndoom, while Heiji’s dropping a shinai and set of kendo pads next to him. Of course, anyone who’s gotten to deal with riding – be it horses back home or Pokémon here – would probably recognize the uneven “Oh god I didn’t even know I had those muscles” stagger of someone who has never ridden before, yet has gotten the brilliant idea to go on an extended ride – it’s hard to tell what’s from the five day long trip from Olivine, and what’s from doing so bareback on a giant dog with bony ridges on its back.]

Saaaaaaa….. ‘m never gonna have kids… [It’s a tiny, despairing whimper.]

[At which point he slowly shifts the arm he’d thrown over his face to look over at the camera… and the Jynx who’s holding it…]

Achfpfh- YUKI! Y’DON’T NEED T’RECORD EVERYTHING! That’d better not be broadcasting! [He sits upright sharply, grabbing at the gear, and is answered with some very happy-sounding gibberish before the Gear is turned off and handed over.]

[HIS MOTHER WOULD BE PROUD. Now she just needs to find a way to send the videos to Osaka…]
k9tantei: (Got it good - As bad as it gets)
[Thursday morning, still looking beaten, battered, bandaged, and a little the worse for wear, he's ... setting out for Violet anyway.]

[Hey, one day is PLENTY of recovery time! At least the poison's out of his system and he's not repeating Kyoto.]

[He seems to be taking a break somewhere in a clear spot - stopping just short of the grassy areas to make sure everyone else is ready.]

[His Houndour's nowhere in sight - mostly due to a moment of foresight that maaaaybe he doesn't want to end up breaking up a fight depending on what he ends up dealing with...]

[Judging by how he's got a Yanma eating out of his hand when the feed clicks on? It's not so much of a worry at the moment.]

Seems like whatever sound'r signal'd set th'bugs off's gone away - Three days ago she was tryin' to take my head off.

[He starts to reach out cautiously with his free hand to see if she'll take a pat on the head - but that's met with a freeze and a very uncertain swivel of eyes upward at his hand...]

Ahahah...can't blame'er for bein' a bit skittish. No tellin' what was done to'em to get'em to react that way.

[He pulls that hand back, and the Yanma finishes devouring the food he'd been holding; he returns her to her pokéball, pulling out a second one - and in short order there's a grumbling Skorupi that skitters away to eye him suspiciously from the base of the ledge. He settles kneeling a little lower, holding out another chunk of food, keeping his voice quiet...]

See? S'ok ... nobody's gonna hurt'cha.

Skoruru....Skoru...

[And, after a moment of uncertain fidgeting and vague claw-waving...]

[The Skorupi launches itself at the food...or Heiji's hand... it's hard to tell which was the intended target, he doesn't seem to be caring much which he's biting.]

[While his expression flickers through dearly wanting to flail, Heiji bites back on more than a muffled yelp of pain, then flounders with the hand not-being-eaten to kill the video for the moment, trying very hard not to flinch and end up agitating the pokémon more...]

((Any replies are going to be ... responded to a couple minutes later, with Victor back in his pokéball and Heiji bandaging his hand. Again.))

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