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: (Things stopped being funny.)
[The video is, once again, provided courtesy of one camera-Smoochum, only this time the Gear is being held out around the corner to show her trainer as if it were some kind of insistent push.]

[Heiji is sitting out on the edge of town, leaning back against the wall of a building, idly flipping a coin with one hand and staring off into space in what appears to be a mope; Baskerville, the Houndour, is flopped out on one leg, chin up on his knee, whining at him occasionally, while Momotaro the Pachirisu is on his shoulder, occasionally trying to get his attention with a shinier loose coin he'd found somewhere in consolation and failing. One corner of the feed is briefly obscured by a Smoochum-face leaning in over the camera, one little arm already pointing in preparation of a pokémon tangent/plea for help-]

[Except she's interrupted when he abruptly catches the coin, takes off his hat, and scrubs his face with his hands with a frustrated growl.]

Damn-it-all, this isn't gonna get us anywhere! [He replaces his hat, picking Bas up to look nose to nose with the Houndour.] Th'Hell's wrong with me - sure, it was nice havin' Kudou around an'all, but I was the Great Detective of the West 'fore I ever went lookin' t'challenge him, an' I'd have t'be a dumbass t'let not havin' people right here get t'me - I got most'f where I am on m'own! I'm gonna do somethin' so we're not moochin' off the Centers, we're gonna get you guys t'where we can start gettin' past the gyms an' figure this place out whether there's anybody helpin' or not!

[The Houndour's ears perk up at that, the whole mope vanishing.] Dour!

[He sets Bas down - and then spots the camera and the pokémon behind it.] ...You were worried an' tryin' t'get help.

Smooch?

...Well, th'thought's nice, but it's gonna take more than this t'keep me down. [He retrieves the gear, holding up the camera as Momo stuffs the coin in his mouth and scrambles up to a higher perch on top of Heiji's hat.]

Y'hear that Johto? It's gonna take more'n just ditchin' me out like this t'get the better of Heiji Hattori!

[He kills the feed there - and is going to be setting off around Violet to ... find a job and take back to training and putting his nose into things with a vengeance.]

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