*Heiji Hattori*

((Video))

[The video part of the feed is from the balcony of his few-stories-up hotel room in Goldenrod; he's leaning on the railing, his back to it, with a Pidgeot's head resting on his shoulder - the bird seems to be cuddled up against him looking a little forlorn. In the background, there's an Aerodactyl circling the flagpole outside the hotel with - something in its mouth? While a Yanmega swoops around with it gleefully.]

So, K-Conan's gone home. [again. As much as he probably should be upset, he's more pensive; since it's been "as if you were never gone" for everyone else, he's not that worried about Shinichi.] I dunno if he'd been here long enough t'meet many people, but if anybody's found his Growlithe, Arthur, y'might want to give me a call - there's a few things I need t'warn ya about.

[The Aerodactyl is perching on the flagpole precariously; the way he's using his wings for balance, it's hard to see what he's doing from Heiji's camera, and Heiji clearly hasn't noticed what's going on around him.]

Oh, an'if whoever's got'im is in Goldenrod and has had'im tear off barking already? [He rubs the back of his head sheepishly.] I'm gonna have t'apologize, t'you and t'the guy he'd be chasin', since it has t'do with somethin' I taught Bas that Arthur learned from him.

[Aaand in the background, the Aerodactyl is done with whatever he was doing - and is now crowing triumphantly from the flagpole, wings raised. There's also now two or three pairs of bright-colored boxers under its feet, hooked over the top of the flagpole; the Yanmega is hovering nearby chirping happily and - applauding? On hearing the dinosaur pokémon's call, Heiji's expression sours into a grumpy twitch..]

... I don't want t'turn around, do I? [He kills the feed before anything else happens.]

((Action))

[Anyone in the area of the Goldenrod Hotel is getting treated to the show of Heiji's Aerodactyl and Yanmega, Basan and Kaguya, circling the flagpole; the Aerodactyl's making this funny rolling call that you could SWEAR is laughing now and then. Cielo the Pidgeot hasn't budged from the balcony and is just sort of watching the whole thing in confusion, while Sojobo the Honchkrow is preening on the railing, having decided that he's having no part of this either way.]

[Having been betrayed and forsaken by his flying-types, Heiji is resorting to attempting to climb the flagpole to retrieve his boxers himself, with occasional not-so-worksafe language.]

[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.))