http://topsjade.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] topsjade.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-06-29 02:10 am

of swinubs and mudkips and tents

Who: [livejournal.com profile] nodoubleteam and [livejournal.com profile] topsjade
Where: Outside Cherrygrove
When: Late Tuesday
Summary: The ever fabulous Breeder Peony and his sidekick, Trainer Jade, make their move from New Bark Town to Cherrygrove. Of course, rather than staying at an Inn, Peony embraces his wildside: let's go camping, children.
Rating: PG-13


[ Ever since the idea had been proposed, Peony simply could not get it off his mind. Childhood had kept him a shut-in in the mansions of Keterburg, and adulthood brought him the royal palace of Malkuth. Getting in touch with nature and spending nights in it was simply out of the question, lest he be assassinated or freeze to death. But now... now, despite all these unforeseen issues and these bleak circumstances, at least now he could experience a childhood fantasy.

Camping

Now if only he could pitch a tent. ]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[. . . Jade understands why Peony was so insistent on the camping idea, but he still thought the idea of... well, camping out in the outskirts of town a bit ridiculous.

Of course, denying the whims of an emperor was a bit of a difficult thing, and convincing Peony otherwise (about anything, really) was. Amazingly difficult. Why not follow along?

So it's with this that Jade walks into the amazing battle of Peony vs. Tent, his Mudkip following behind him. He pauses for a moment to observe the not-made!tent on the ground--all pegs and poles and undoneness--before speaking.]


Is there a problem, Your Majesty? [oh, he knows. Jade knows.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, yes. Jade is almost certainly taking in that art for a moment, running through every curve of Peony

's failure, until he takes a nice stroll to the instructions. A silly little paper planted face-down on the ground.

He looks at the sheet, then back at the scene, then back at the sheet again.]


Indeed. There's no person in this diagram, after all. [back down to the sheet.] Nor are there any instructions on becoming One with the Tent.

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[How nice. If Jade were any other person, he might also agree with the adorableness of the scene. However, this is Jade, and he has the cuteness-radar of a bag of bricks.]

Certainly. However, Your Majesty, adorable as she is... I don't quite think Tear is capable of pitching a tent. [folding the paper neatly. Luke is, of course, there to make things awkward. Cue the little Mudkip waddling on over to the tent, attempting to jump on...

right... beside... Tear.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He's a stubborn one. Much like his namesake, really.

[Jade will just ignore that dirty comment. As for the dreck, Luke is currently looking quite sadly up at Tear in Peony's arms. Getting in between TRUE LOVE.

a small, sad whine.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . I suppose. Enough pining for Tear, Luke.

[Mudkip leaps off the tent obediently. Jade knew it would come to this, and he is totally prepared.

He's putting that tent up. Like a boss. in fact, it's done almost immediately.
because he's jade.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you, Your Majesty. The victory is almost worth the pain shooting through my body.

[there's the age complaining. he would've passed on making the not!tent into a tent because of his "poor back", but then that would mean they'd never get a tent. ever. because peony actually pitching a tent is about as likely as--

oh wait there goes Tear. Jade's just watching in amusement at the afterimage of her charge.]


My. She's certainly patient. [mudkip is attempting to sneak in.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-29 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
She might begin to develop ideas at that.

[lightheartedly. unfortunately, Luke isn't deterred, and he is slowly (read: QUICKLY) charging his way into the tent, following Tear. True love.

Peony's Best Colonel (TM) is pretending not to notice, just crossing his arms behind his back and... you know. just walking over to tent's opening.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[OH PEONY~ Luke is also making those sounds mudkip make, but there's really nothing going on in there. in fact, luke is just panicking because it's rather dark.

but peony doesn't know that. jade has an idea.]


Please stop panicking, Your Majesty. [following... after. still terribly amused.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Of course not.

[ah, there they are. all calm. Like Jade expected.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-01 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I insist you go first, Your Majesty.

[Jade doesn't sleep anyway he's a demon.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[how very rude of you, your majesty. just looking as suspicious as he usually does.]

Isn't it customary for the Emperor to sleep before his subjects?

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[just taking that pillow to his face.]

It's in my job description.

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[these glasses are unbreakable. removing them, wiping them with a cloth he takes out of his pocket--]

That hurts, Your Majesty.

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[go to bed, your majesty. jade is putting that cloth away, folding his glasses neatly before he shakes his head.] A shortage of them, I suppose.

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . Ah. This calls for a reworking of my resume. [a sigh, from both mudkip and trainer, and then a slight rustle as jade lies on his sleeping bag.] Though I'll do that in the morning. Good night, Your Majesty.

[with that done, excuse everything as luke attempts to waddle on over. jade's finally turning over, though he's not sleeping. he's very good at pretending, however.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-11 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[no response. jade's too busy pretending that he's sleeping.

Luke lets out a small whine as he fights against Peony's cruel, heartless foot. Pushing forward? He can do that. He's a damn Pokémon, you old Emperor!! DON'T TEST HIM!!]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[and jade is smiling. good thing he's facing away from this chaos, though he can pretty much gather what's going on.

The mudkip, however, is not as amused. In fact, Luke is now scratching on the surface of the tent, making a rather melancholic whining sound.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
[scratch. scratch. whine.

that just got louder.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[not responding, of course. he's "sleeping", your majesty.

there's more scratching. it's gotten rather frantic, now. Luke is getting panicked that no one's letting him back in.]

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[oh my god why are you so rude. not turning around, but he is going to say:]

Morning already?

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . Well, that would mean letting Luke back into the tent, Your Majesty.

[identity profile] nodoubleteam.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[... ah, jade knows. he knows. so he'll just smile knowingly as he gets up, holding Luke's Pokéball in his hand. he unzips the entrance of the tent, and there's a red light as luke is recalled back into the ball.

it seems peony got his way, and jade zips the tent's entrance back up with little complaint.]