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exeggutorhead) wrote2012-01-31 10:24 pm
exeggutorhead) wrote2012-01-31 10:24 pm
30th Transformation [video/action for Goldenrod Pokecenter]
[The 'Gear feed comes on to show a Poke-center bed. A bed with what appears to be just a large pile of blankets in the middle, along with the odd edge of pillow…and a foot. And some long strands of green hair poking out the other end of the pile.]
Ursa!
[The 'Gear bounces up onto the bed, clearly being held by a Pokemon that was sitting on the nightstand, and moves around to where that hair is. Oh look, a face to go with it! Well, a face that's pressed into the blankets still, but it clearly belongs to Envy.]
Little Bear, if you have the 'Gear I'll turn you into a damn hat.
[This threat is lost on Little Bear. Envy lifts his head up to look at the screen, eyes narrowing blearily. His face is flushed and utterly miserable, and he's very clearly sick. This is actually Day Two of 'Envy has the flu for the first time in his life'. One arm shoots out of the blanket nest in an attempt to snatch the 'Gear back, but Little Bear is having none of that and flees back to the nightstand, laughing and turning the camera back on his trainer once he's out of reaching distance. And Envy is just too weak and sluggish to do much else about it. With a heavy, frustrated sigh, Envy rolls over to glare at the ceiling instead, still partially curled up and wrapped in blanket. And for a long moment, it seems like nothing else is going to happen, what with him refusing to play any more chase…at least, until his eyes go wide, staring up at something that isn't there.]
Teddi?
[There's no response, no indication that Envy even heard his Pokemon. And then, abruptly, he comes back to himself, scowling as he jerks up into a half sitting position and puts a hand up to grip the side of his head. What comes next is a very under-his-breath mutter.]
--out of my head!
[…yeah, he may have just forgotten that he's being filmed. He shoves the rest of the blankets off and stumbles out of bed and out of the room as quickly as he can manage to. He's wearing shorts and a loose shirt, but observant people might catch sight of part of the red ouroboros mark on his leg as he's leaving. Little Bear, now more confused and concerned than anything, turns off the feed to go follow.]
[Action for Pokemon Center]
[Envy doesn't get too far once he's left the room, and has sunk down to the floor, with his back against the wall and his knees up. He's looking both even more ill-tempered than he has been for the past couple days, and also disturbed by something. Either way, he should really not be out of bed in the hall and is probably in the way.]
[ooc: Video responses will come after he's been dragged/convinced back into the bed!]
Ursa!
[The 'Gear bounces up onto the bed, clearly being held by a Pokemon that was sitting on the nightstand, and moves around to where that hair is. Oh look, a face to go with it! Well, a face that's pressed into the blankets still, but it clearly belongs to Envy.]
Little Bear, if you have the 'Gear I'll turn you into a damn hat.
[This threat is lost on Little Bear. Envy lifts his head up to look at the screen, eyes narrowing blearily. His face is flushed and utterly miserable, and he's very clearly sick. This is actually Day Two of 'Envy has the flu for the first time in his life'. One arm shoots out of the blanket nest in an attempt to snatch the 'Gear back, but Little Bear is having none of that and flees back to the nightstand, laughing and turning the camera back on his trainer once he's out of reaching distance. And Envy is just too weak and sluggish to do much else about it. With a heavy, frustrated sigh, Envy rolls over to glare at the ceiling instead, still partially curled up and wrapped in blanket. And for a long moment, it seems like nothing else is going to happen, what with him refusing to play any more chase…at least, until his eyes go wide, staring up at something that isn't there.]
Teddi?
[There's no response, no indication that Envy even heard his Pokemon. And then, abruptly, he comes back to himself, scowling as he jerks up into a half sitting position and puts a hand up to grip the side of his head. What comes next is a very under-his-breath mutter.]
--out of my head!
[…yeah, he may have just forgotten that he's being filmed. He shoves the rest of the blankets off and stumbles out of bed and out of the room as quickly as he can manage to. He's wearing shorts and a loose shirt, but observant people might catch sight of part of the red ouroboros mark on his leg as he's leaving. Little Bear, now more confused and concerned than anything, turns off the feed to go follow.]
[Action for Pokemon Center]
[Envy doesn't get too far once he's left the room, and has sunk down to the floor, with his back against the wall and his knees up. He's looking both even more ill-tempered than he has been for the past couple days, and also disturbed by something. Either way, he should really not be out of bed in the hall and is probably in the way.]
[ooc: Video responses will come after he's been dragged/convinced back into the bed!]
action;
Also, Watch Maes and his lack of concern for people's personal spaces as he bends over to gently drag you up by the arm ]
You'll have plenty of time to do that once you're well! But first, you'll need to work on actually getting well~ Which involves lots of rest.
[ Aaaand he might now be dragging you upstairs. Nevermind that he has no idea where you're staying ]
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Wh--I can walk!
[Well no not entirely. But he's trying very hard to bite back more indignant protests, and figures he may as well take advantage of this and not be too much trouble. So he lets Maes keep dragging him.] It's room 212.
action;
Reaching 212 in no time! ]
Ah, do you keep it locked?
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Sometimes, not this time.
[He reaches to turn the knob and push the door open. His Teddiursa is still sitting on the bed, and gives a happy cry to see his trainer back again and no longer freaking out at nothing.]
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Lets see... my wife was better at taking care of the sickly, but I've learned a few things from her! I could make you soup!