Body movin', body movin'~

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Who: Sheena Fujibayashi (summonerbanshee ) and Doctor Franken Stein (donteatmyliver )
Where:  Violet City's Pokemon Center
When: Right after this.
Summary: Substituting a Vulpix for a drying machine/fireplace/open fire source. Lulz may ensue.
Rating: PG for shirtlessness? Heck, I have no clue.
Log:

Rain, rain, and yet MORE RAIN.

Now, Sheena liked thunderstorms and a good downpour just as much as the next person, but even she knew when enough was enough. Just the briefest exposure to the elements had soaked her through to the skin, and it took ages to dry off afterwards. Corrine hadn't been happy when she bundled him up in her spare clothing like a cocoon in preparation for a short sprint across the road to the Pokemon Center.

"This would've been easier if I could still invoke Undine's pact." Sheena muttered to herself, tucking a fuming Corrine in her arms and close to her chest in order to shield him from the rain. "I would've just banished all this stupid... water somewhere else. Like on Zelos' mansion." Because as everyone was aware of, there was nothing the redhead despised more than having his luxurious red hair and designer outfit wet on. Boo-freaking-hoo.
Besides, watching him being drenched by a localized hurricane would've, frankly, been hilarious.

One, two, three steps and she launched herself into the world of dreary grey and blue colour, hurtling like a purple warhorse over the pavement and grass. Unfortunately she neglected to notice a slight incline during the last few feet and ended up diving the last meter or so. Lucky for her the Center's doors were automatic, and smoothly hissed open before the ninja could smack facefirst into the glass.

As it were, she was still rather unhappy to be a big pile of wet clothing sprawled on her side with a positively furious Vulpix making angry squeals while he wriggled in a rapidly loosening bundle of her extra gear.

Oh, the things she did to be a good guy. Sometimes it honestly just wasn't worth all the trouble.

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And there, in a dripping wet labcoat and equally wet hair, was Stein, still holding up his beloved now-slightly-larger-than-usual turtleneck in an attempt to make it dry faster. His Magnemite was hovering around, trying to keep enough of a distance to not get any wetter.

"Nice to see you again," Stein mumbled, raising a hand in a greeting, his Pokemon now hovering a bit closer once it saw That Vulpix. "Didn't get too wet, did you?" His face widened to accommodate the snarky little grin on his face.