Envious One

[The feed opens on a pleased looking Zoroark curled on the floor of an inn, and a Houndoom wearing sunglasses that's sitting next to her and looking very proud of himself, his tail whapping against the floor. As for the reason why, there are a trio of red and black eggs sitting in between the front paws of the Zoroark. She's clearly showing them off for the camera.]

I've got a problem. You see… [The camera turns around to show Envy, who is putting on a fantastic act of 'oh whatever will I do'.] I've got these eggs, and as amazing as the Pokemon they'll hatch into are going to be, I can't take care of three more of them.

[He sighs, shrugs, and then grins.] But I figure some of you would be happy to own one of these, so I'm going to be selling them. They'll be one thousand each.

[Translation: Someone take these eggs he doesn't want them. He turns the camera back around to focus on the eggs and their mother again before the feed ends. Come on, surely you want something so cool, right?]

((ooc: All eggs have already been claimed!))

[The feed opens on the curious face of a young girl, around ten years old. She's got long black hair, and oddly bright turquoise eyes. She seems delighted at having gotten the Pokegear to turn on, but she doesn't say a word. On the side of the video, there's another, taller person walking, and the little girl is holding onto the back of their shirt--yes, a normal shirt today--with her other arm, but their face isn't visible.]

Hey! I challenge you to a battle!

[The little girl's head lifts up at the shout coming from somewhere in front of the pair, and the forgotten 'Gear tilts to show that the one she's been following after is Envy.]

[…which begs the question of why the hell is there a little kid following Envy around. Spoiler: she's his Zorua. Envy raises an eyebrow at the challenger.]

Didn't I beat you yesterday?

Yesterday doesn't matter! I've been training my Drowzee and I'm going to win!

Suit yourself. [There's a smirk spreading across Envy's face now. After there's the unmistakable sound of a Pokemon being released from its ball and a cry of 'Drow!', he grins, not looking down.] Lilith, why don't you handle this one?

[And with that, the little girl who'd been holding the camera grins back up at him and nods, puts the 'Gear down on the ground, and runs out to face the Drowzee. And with the 'Gear on the ground, there's a semi-decent view of the battle area and one very confused teenage trainer.]

What? That's not a Pokemon, you can't send--

Faint Attack! [The little girl, apparently Lilith, doesn't waste any time before executing the ordered attack, knocking the Drowzee right out before either it or its trainer has the chance to recover from the surprise. Then she turns to skip back to Envy, snickering and looking very proud of herself. …Really, her expression looks exactly like one that Envy would make. And, as Envy seems to have noticed the 'Gear and has picked it up, it quickly becomes clear that the two of them are wearing the same damn smirk. Envy certainly doesn't seem to mind that his successful trick was caught on camera.]

Pokemon have all sorts of useful abilities, don't they?

[And with that, he ends the feed. But he'll be out in Goldenrod city the rest of the day, Lilith still following behind him and still illusioned to look like a child, for anyone to encounter. As a note, people who spend a lot of time around Envy may have already seen Lilith wearing this particular illusion.]

[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!]

[When the video feed first comes on, the only thing visible is the face of a Lucario and the ceiling fan right behind her head. Not for long, though, as the Pokemon makes a satisfied sound at having gotten the Gear on and turns it around towards the window. Envy's sitting in a chair next to it--a loose definition of 'sitting', with one knee up and the other leg loosely crossed behind it-- and leaning his elbow on the sill. One cheek is resting against his fist, giving viewers a good view of the other side of his face, which is sporting a fair sized bruise. There are other bruises visible on his arms, souveniers from the fighting tournament. It looks like he's dragged a blanket off of one of the room's beds and draped it over his back and hanging off one shoulder. Outside is nothing but gray drizzle and buildings, but anyone familiar with Olivine might notice that he's back there and no longer in Goldenrod. Envy doesn't seem to notice he's being filmed, because his focus is shifting between the tower of coins he's building on the sill and the nasty weather outside. He's looking bored and restless as hell, wearing a petulant frown more suited to a little kid than a centuries old homunculus.]

[He places the last available coin on top of the wobbly tower, looks it over for a few moments, and then flicks it over, the coins rolling and bouncing onto the floor with a clatter. He looks mildly pleased at the small act of destruction, continuing to knock over what remains of the base until there aren't two coins left on top of each other. But it's a short lived distraction, and then he's left with frowning out the window with the universal expression of 'screw this weather' on his face. But there's something a little thoughtful about it, too.]

A year isn't that long, not even one in this place. It's not that big a surprise. Keep me here ten, Johto, then maybe I'll be impressed.

Heh. [He rubs his temples, looking some combination of frustrated and amused.] Long enough to make everything really damn complicated, though.

[What he says next is mumbled, quietly enough that it would be difficult to catch all of what he's saying.] I really hate being human.

[His restlessness finally getting the better of him (he can only look out a window for so long before he completely loses interest), he gets to his feet and starts to turn, and that's when the Lucario decides that maybe she ought to turn it off before she gets caught messing around with the 'Gear again, and the feed ends.]

[TEXT locked to Lust, Tulio, France, and Miguel, sent a few minutes later]

Hey, where are you?

[The video comes on to show the inside of the Goldenrod city gym. Whoever or whatever is holding the 'Gear is on the sidelines, and low to the ground (so likely his Eevee again), but the arena is still clearly visible. Envy is standing on one end with a cocky smirk on his face; looks like somebody's finally gotten around to trying for his first badge.]

I hope you're ready! I'm not going to lose to anyone with such a ridiculous hairstyle!

[Aaand that smirk turns to an annoyed glare in an instant.] Like you can talk! Yours is pink!

[Whitney just giggles.] It's cute and fashionable! Yours is just silly.

[Envy's face looks like he's plotting five kinds of terrible vengeance, but he pulls a Pokeball off his belt, tossing it in his hand.] So how about we just get started, and we'll see who's actually stronger?

( Cut for battling! )

Heh, looks like you lost to someone like me after all.

Y-you…you're so mean! [CUE WATERWORKS.]

Yeah, I am. So quit crying and give me the badge already. [Very low tolerance for this carrying on here.]

Why should I, you're a jerk!

What does that have to do with anything, I still won. [He's still glaring, but he manages to at least make his tone and expression a little softer, more convincing. Through somewhat gritted teeth.] So just give me what I came for and I'll be out of your hair for good, how's that sound for a deal?

[S-SNIFFLE] Fine...but you'd better keep your promise!

Sure I will. And the sooner you give it to me, the sooner I'll leave you alone. [Like he'd want to come back here again. But Whitney hands over the badge, and shortly after that the feed comes to an end.]

((ooc: Badge is mod-approved! And anybody in Goldenrod who knows him is free to assume that they were invited to watch.))

[When the camera first comes on, it's a little difficult to even see what's going on in the thick snow and the dark. But there are three figures huddled against the wind, and the shortest of these is the one holding the camera. Although it's a little hard to tell who it is under the hood of his coat, a quick readjust of the camera to be closer puts Envy, as well as his two travelling partners that some might recognize as Miguel and Tulio, at a better angle. None of them are looking too good.]

H-hey… [He gives the camera a strained grin, teeth chattering too much to be at all convincing.] We c-could use so-ome h-help, if anyone's a-around Route 34. I t-think we're about…halfway t-to Goldenrod? Not m-much cover from the wind out h-here.