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Luke Triton ([personal profile] hintcoinplz) wrote in [community profile] route_10652012-11-12 01:05 pm

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Who: Luke and Reaver
Where: Goldenrod
When: November 12th, late evening.
Summary: Luke gets his Pokemon stolen.
Rating: PG-13 or higher. There's definitely violence.
Log:

[Today was busy as usual. The good kind of busy, of course. Luke spent a few hours training some of his Pokemon, running errands, playing in the park, the usual stuff. Every once in a while though, he'll accidentally stay out past curfew and tonight was one of those nights.

He didn't want another lecture from the Professor, so he decides to try and take the quickest way home - through some of the alleys in Goldenrod. He's had plenty of time to get used to the layout of Goldenrod and which is the fastest way home. It should be easy, right? So he'll be navigating through Goldenrod as quickly as he can to get home.]
istheindustry: dalicious (Without leaving my fingerprints out)

[personal profile] istheindustry 2012-11-14 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[The city does have a good amount to offer late at night, and Reaver can't say he isn't grateful to be back in it; he's spent practically forever in the utterly Skorm-blessed Ilex Forest on the way back from Azalea, and as amusing as that place was, he has no real interest in leaving civilization for the next several days.

However, the fact that his travelling partners have apparently seen fit to gallivant off...somewhere - Logan to that insipid tournament that started about a week ago, Barry to...wherever the hell it was Barry had gone for the time being, Reaver couldn't exactly say that he cared very much at the moment - is rendering him rather restless indeed; clearing his head is obviously the best option, and who knows? Perhaps an opportunity will present itself.

And present itself it does, in one way or another, as opportunities are wont to do; they're often what you make of them, after all, and alarmingly short teenagers with what appears to be very little common sense can have quite a bit made of them, if one knows what they're doing.]


You there, boy. If I may...?

[Let's see how he responds to that, shall we? If he doesn't, Reaver can always resort to force, but he does hate it when potential altercations are predictable from the start - let's see if this one entertains him first.]