Envious One

[Today when the video comes on, Envy is pushing through the tall grass and bushes outside Goldenrod. He's looking extremely frustrated, and there might be a small bit of worry there too. He's got his Tyranitar and Houndoom out; Chimera is looking around from his higher vantage point, and Lucky is sniffing at the ground and whining in distress. They're clearly searching for something, and, if you know about Envy's dislike of asking for help, have been for a while now with no success.]

[Envy turns to the camera, still scowling.] Hey, is there anyone on Route 34 who's seen a little Pokemon running around? She's called a Tropius, I think. Weird looking long-necked lizard with…leaf wings and bananas on her neck, nothing you'd see around here normally.

She just hatched a couple days ago, I'd rather find her before she gets herself eaten or something.

[A frustrated sigh.] If anybody else finds her, let me know. She might try to fight you if you do find her, but hey, I'm sure something that young shouldn't be more than anyone around here could handle. [Although Envy tried to make the tone of his request more friendly, in this mood he can't help a small sneer. He's definitely not happy about having to ask. And on that note, Envy ends the feed.]


((ooc: Envy will be finding the Tropius himself in the next few days, so it will work itself out!))

[It's nighttime in Goldenrod when the camera turns on, and the person holding the camera seems to be…on top of a roof? That's weird, what would someone be doing up there in the middle of the night? Only some kind of crazy--]

[Oh look, it's Envy.]

[He doesn't seem to be particularly interested in talking to the camera right now, although he is grinning widely and may or may not have had at least a couple drinks that night. Spoiler: he has.]

Ready whenever you are!

[At the voice, the camera swings to show that, on the roof of the next building over, there is someone else standing there waving. France, to be exact.]

Yeah, I'm coming! [Envy calls back, then turns the camera again to show Chimera the Pupitar beside him. With what appear to be some sort of hastily tied rope grips around several of his horns.] Look, I finally figured out what this evolution is good for! [He sounds so proud of himself.]

[See, this is the sort of thing that happens when you take a homunculus that misses his powers and give him the equivalent of a four foot tall bottle rocket, and enough to drink that he loses all worry for safety. Of course he can still regenerate, what are you talking about! Envy clips the gear to his coat with only a little fumbling before winding his hands into the makeshift grips.]

Okay, Chimera. Go!

[There's not much of a noise when they take off, but from the speed at which the camera is approaching the roof, it's clear that Envy's weight has barely slowed the Pupitar down. All anyone would really be able to hear is rushing wind, and maybe at the beginning a snatch of a madly triumphant shout.]

[The two successfully land on the next rooftop with a loud THUNK, so everything's great, right? Maybe not, since Chimera overcompensated how much force he put into the launch and is now continuing to skid across the roof. Right through several makeshift clotheslines and a flock of roosting wild Pidgey. Through all this cacophany of noise and feathers and a shirt or several, you might be able to make out Envy cursing and shouting for Chimera to slow down. Too bad for him there is no way for Chimera to do so because he doesn't have limbs. When the two of them finally slow to a halt, they are only a few feet from the edge of the roof. Way to avoid an impromptu trip to the Pokemon Center, Envy.]

[Envy falls back from the Pupitar and just…lays there, the Gear pointing up at the sky. After a moment, laughter starts to bubble up, and he punches his fist in the air for a moment before letting it fall back.]

Ha, I told you it would work!

Envy, that was awesome, are you alright? [France comes into view, laughing almost too hard to speak and holding a hand out for Envy to pull himself up with.]

Of course I'm alright! Hey, hey, you should try next.

…I was a flying ace. How could an ace of the Great War turn down an offer like that?

[If anybody cares to stop France, encourage them, or ask what in the hell they are doing, now might be the time.]

((ooc: Lines in orange are spoken by France, with permission. France will also be responding to comments in addition to Envy. Also, warning, both of them are kind of drunk.))