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bamfsecretary) wrote2011-06-27 11:17 am
bamfsecretary) wrote2011-06-27 11:17 am
twenty-fourth form; waking up sore {Accidental Video/Action for Ecruteak Inn}
Alakazaaaam...
Kiyone gently runs a three-fingered hand over his unstirring mistress’ bandaged head, delicately trying to probe into her mind, but upon being blocked once again by a mysterious barrier, he sighs and gets up, wandering over to the window. Shinrai moves closer to Nanao’s unmoving form and squeaks as the elder Pokemon throws wide the curtains, letting beams of summer sunlight flood the room, gilding everything inside with a welcome warmth.
Ri? Rioluuuu.
Kiyone looks back over his shoulder at the baby ‘Mon, and smiles gently. It had not been an easy time for the youngest member of Nanao’s party, but the Riolu was nothing if not resilient. Even if he couldn’t walk. After Envy’s Pokemon had brought them into Ecruteak, Shinrai had tearfully explained what had happened to them, and to say they were unhappy was an understatement.
Aaaala. Kazam.
Shinrai smiled back, and threw his arms into the air, giggling. The noise woke Hanatarou, who had been curled up atop a nearby chair, and she stretched, before slithering off the chair and flowing like a furry river up onto the bed, and nuzzled the young Riolu, and he giggled again. Then he stopped, and cocked his head to the side.
Lu?
//video
{There’s a deep, pained-sounding groan coming from somewhere to the left of the ‘Gear, and the sound of shifting sheets.}
wh-where am I.... s’too bright... {A whimper, more rustling sounds, and then a yelp, and a thud.}
O-owwwww.... {There’s a sob, and then the camera finally moves, and Nanao comes into view, far too pale, wrapped in bedsheets, and with bandages wrapped around her head.}
I - I feel sick...
{OOC: Nanao is awake! But she’s also suffering the side effects of a severe concussion, so any ‘Gear replies will be rather nonsensical. She’s in a room at the Ecruteak Inn, so if you’re in the building, feel free to have your characters drop by.}
Kiyone gently runs a three-fingered hand over his unstirring mistress’ bandaged head, delicately trying to probe into her mind, but upon being blocked once again by a mysterious barrier, he sighs and gets up, wandering over to the window. Shinrai moves closer to Nanao’s unmoving form and squeaks as the elder Pokemon throws wide the curtains, letting beams of summer sunlight flood the room, gilding everything inside with a welcome warmth.
Ri? Rioluuuu.
Kiyone looks back over his shoulder at the baby ‘Mon, and smiles gently. It had not been an easy time for the youngest member of Nanao’s party, but the Riolu was nothing if not resilient. Even if he couldn’t walk. After Envy’s Pokemon had brought them into Ecruteak, Shinrai had tearfully explained what had happened to them, and to say they were unhappy was an understatement.
Aaaala. Kazam.
Shinrai smiled back, and threw his arms into the air, giggling. The noise woke Hanatarou, who had been curled up atop a nearby chair, and she stretched, before slithering off the chair and flowing like a furry river up onto the bed, and nuzzled the young Riolu, and he giggled again. Then he stopped, and cocked his head to the side.
Lu?
//video
{There’s a deep, pained-sounding groan coming from somewhere to the left of the ‘Gear, and the sound of shifting sheets.}
wh-where am I.... s’too bright... {A whimper, more rustling sounds, and then a yelp, and a thud.}
O-owwwww.... {There’s a sob, and then the camera finally moves, and Nanao comes into view, far too pale, wrapped in bedsheets, and with bandages wrapped around her head.}
I - I feel sick...
{OOC: Nanao is awake! But she’s also suffering the side effects of a severe concussion, so any ‘Gear replies will be rather nonsensical. She’s in a room at the Ecruteak Inn, so if you’re in the building, feel free to have your characters drop by.}
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[Doesn't think sound vaguely familiar?]
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O-oh. Uhm, I thin' so, 'scept I can' remember... things.
'nd I know tha' they're important, bu' I can'.... {Her slurred speech should indicate that something bad has happened to her, at the very least.}
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You... don't sound good at all, Ise-san.
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I know... I thin' I mus'of hit my head 'n somethin'.
I can' remember things... 's all gap-y inside my head.
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He-hey... you should really rest. Stop trying to talk -- we can talk when you're feeling better, you know?
video; HEY YOU GOT THE 100TH COMMENT! \o/
Okay. I promise I'll go b'ck t'sleep soonish.
'm tired anyway.
video; AWESOME. Because you're getting the 700th!
video; HELL TO THE YEAH! This is also the first time any post of mine has broken 100 comments.