log. + cherrygrove

[reveiller]

[who] reimprovise and usedhadokyuu
[where] Cherrygrove
[when] Afternoon-ish, backdated to three days ago
[summary] A sort of a pick up, without the lines (or the amp. or, for that matter, the go-fish)
[rating] PG
[log]


[for the first time in a long while, the Flygon doesn't land in a tree.

she does, however, land on a rooftop in the middle of the town, claws scrabbling for purchase until she hits a chimney-- and then, it's just a matter of skittering to the top of it, crowing excitedly. off balanced, her rider wobbles from side to side and clings to her neck without much of a care for dignity, because when you're clinging onto a giant green dragonfly for your life, dignity generally takes second place.

not the most glorious of entrances, but it does its job well. there's already a sizable crowd gathered on the ground, watching the spectacle curiously.]

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What he needs to be dignified like the horse

[usedhadokyuu.livejournal.com]

[When you're in Cherrygrove for about a day, you get to learn where everything was. Something about those useful NPCs that like to show new travelers around. Either way, you get to learn that a crowd in the middle of town certainly isn't normal.

Which is why the teenager found himself glued to the crowd. You could see him blink for a second, until it all registered and he started waving. If his uniform already didn't make him stand out, him smiling so widely and waving should do it.]

Fuji! I'm over here.

HORSES (SCREAMING)

[reveiller]

[why, there's a familiar face. he thinks of raising his hand as a greeting, but then thinks better of it when the Flygon rears up onto her hind legs, ecstatic in the face of the crowd for no discernible reason other than the fact that she is easily excitable. it takes a moment of breathing before he tugs on the side of her bridle, and she flaps her wings to take off again.

an apologetic wave of his free hand-- since it's a bit high, he supposes non-verbal communication will have to do: and he makes a gesture towards the back of the pokemon center. let's meet there?]

[usedhadokyuu.livejournal.com]

[He just nods his head. Meeting places weren't incredibly important. What was important is that they finally got to see each other. It had been a while. So he walks off in the general area of the pokemon center, watching Fuji and his Flygon fly off to it before him.

He walks up though, steadily and reassured.]

It's been a while, Fuji.