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route_10652012-06-17 06:51 pm
duncansdontsing) wrote in route_10652012-06-17 06:51 pm
Rebel's Rendezvous!
Who: Duncan, Korra, Ty Lee, anyone traveling with Korra, etc.
Where: Violet City
When: Mid-morning. 10am or so.
Summary: Kid Felon here offered to keep Korra company for a while, and didn't exactly expect so many people with her already.
Rating: ...I dunno, PG, maybe PG-13 at the absolute worst?
Log:
Near as Duncan could tell from his Pokégear's clock, he was more or less on time. Johto's newest delinquent hadn't been in town long, and he'd grudgingly been sleeping in the Pokémon center rather than get himself thrown in jail again for a free room. Again. It'd probably make it hard to keep his word to ol' misty-eyes if he did, and he wasn't gonna ditch on somebody without a good reason. As usual, the kid with the green mohawk was wearing his clothes from home, since nothing says "good first impression" like punk rock casual and a spiked collar. On the bright side, Fang had been on fairly good behavior all morning (he only chased three people!), and the Mightyena was quietly walking alongside its master toward the Pokémart where he'd arranged to meet Korra. But it wouldn't hurt to lay down some ground rules, right?
"Alright, no matter how bad you want to, don't go chasin' after that Korra girl's little chick thing. I know you could probably beat it up, but that don't mean you have to." ...yes, Duncan was totally talking to a Pokémon, shut up. He wanted Fang to behave for this, and while he initially stared up at his trainer, clearly perplexed at these completely out-of-the-ordinary instructions, Fang eventually barked in agreement. Granted, he also walked with his head a little lower than usual, sulking at being told not to attack ALL THE THINGS.
"And drop the hang dog look, it's not like I'm tellin' you you can't fight stuff. I'll take you outside the city later and you can pound on some wild ones for a while." That seemed to lift his spirits again, as the next bark was followed by a renewed spring in the mightyena's step. Though there was no telling how Fang'd handle having to wait more than a few minutes. He wasn't used to Duncan loitering around anywhere, they'd been traveling practically non-stop since they left New Bark. With Korra nowhere in sight once they reached the Pokémart, Duncan figured he might as well take it easy while he waited. He found a vacant bench to lay down on, while Fang the Mightyena sat rigidly on the ground next to him...and trying to resist the urge to chase after a wild Bidoof that had wandered into town.
Where: Violet City
When: Mid-morning. 10am or so.
Summary: Kid Felon here offered to keep Korra company for a while, and didn't exactly expect so many people with her already.
Rating: ...I dunno, PG, maybe PG-13 at the absolute worst?
Log:
Near as Duncan could tell from his Pokégear's clock, he was more or less on time. Johto's newest delinquent hadn't been in town long, and he'd grudgingly been sleeping in the Pokémon center rather than get himself thrown in jail again for a free room. Again. It'd probably make it hard to keep his word to ol' misty-eyes if he did, and he wasn't gonna ditch on somebody without a good reason. As usual, the kid with the green mohawk was wearing his clothes from home, since nothing says "good first impression" like punk rock casual and a spiked collar. On the bright side, Fang had been on fairly good behavior all morning (he only chased three people!), and the Mightyena was quietly walking alongside its master toward the Pokémart where he'd arranged to meet Korra. But it wouldn't hurt to lay down some ground rules, right?
"Alright, no matter how bad you want to, don't go chasin' after that Korra girl's little chick thing. I know you could probably beat it up, but that don't mean you have to." ...yes, Duncan was totally talking to a Pokémon, shut up. He wanted Fang to behave for this, and while he initially stared up at his trainer, clearly perplexed at these completely out-of-the-ordinary instructions, Fang eventually barked in agreement. Granted, he also walked with his head a little lower than usual, sulking at being told not to attack ALL THE THINGS.
"And drop the hang dog look, it's not like I'm tellin' you you can't fight stuff. I'll take you outside the city later and you can pound on some wild ones for a while." That seemed to lift his spirits again, as the next bark was followed by a renewed spring in the mightyena's step. Though there was no telling how Fang'd handle having to wait more than a few minutes. He wasn't used to Duncan loitering around anywhere, they'd been traveling practically non-stop since they left New Bark. With Korra nowhere in sight once they reached the Pokémart, Duncan figured he might as well take it easy while he waited. He found a vacant bench to lay down on, while Fang the Mightyena sat rigidly on the ground next to him...and trying to resist the urge to chase after a wild Bidoof that had wandered into town.
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"There you are!"
She turns on her heel smoothly and comes running towards them, her pokémon trailing behind her, and comes to a stop with a little flip.
"I thought you said you were going to be by the poké-something..."
Then she glances towards Duncan. "Who's this guy?"