Envious One

[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?

[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.))