Mom Lalonde (
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route_10652013-04-19 07:04 pm
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Lover to Lover
Who: Mom Lalonde, Valeria, Bro Strider
Where: Cerulean City (I believe)
When: April 11th or whatever
Summary: Mom's pretty concerned about these two, so she's doing the comfort rounds.
Rating: idk, G? PG? M for Strider?
Log:
Bro
[Mom's suspicions that something's wrong in paradise started when Val texted her while drunk. After that, she's been keeping an eye on Val, and only grows more worried. And there's definitely something wrong. She's constantly inebriated, yes, but that makes her neither blind nor stupid.
She's patient, though. As patient as she is with a skittish kitten. If there's one thing she's learned, it's that people tend to talk only when they're ready to face it themselves.
However, after a while, she sees that it mostly has to do with a certain Strider. Curiouser and curiouser. Mom keeps something of an eye on Bro, too, to be cautious. She loves her friends dearly and she wants to help them put things right. The snag is that she has no idea what's even going on with those two, and as such she can't help them.
Mom sighs, a little frustrated. The knowledge of her death and Val's ignorance of it is also weighing heavily in her mind, but it's as if the Pokemon version of Fate keeps preventing her from actually sitting down to talk to the woman about it! There's no way she can bring it up now, not with this emotional tension.
Still. There's one person she can go to for advice on the subject, and she's going to find him right now, two bottles of good beer in hand.]
Valeria
[After her conversation with Bro, Mom is out on the hunt for Val. She'll find her no matter how long it takes.]
Where: Cerulean City (I believe)
When: April 11th or whatever
Summary: Mom's pretty concerned about these two, so she's doing the comfort rounds.
Rating: idk, G? PG? M for Strider?
Log:
Bro
[Mom's suspicions that something's wrong in paradise started when Val texted her while drunk. After that, she's been keeping an eye on Val, and only grows more worried. And there's definitely something wrong. She's constantly inebriated, yes, but that makes her neither blind nor stupid.
She's patient, though. As patient as she is with a skittish kitten. If there's one thing she's learned, it's that people tend to talk only when they're ready to face it themselves.
However, after a while, she sees that it mostly has to do with a certain Strider. Curiouser and curiouser. Mom keeps something of an eye on Bro, too, to be cautious. She loves her friends dearly and she wants to help them put things right. The snag is that she has no idea what's even going on with those two, and as such she can't help them.
Mom sighs, a little frustrated. The knowledge of her death and Val's ignorance of it is also weighing heavily in her mind, but it's as if the Pokemon version of Fate keeps preventing her from actually sitting down to talk to the woman about it! There's no way she can bring it up now, not with this emotional tension.
Still. There's one person she can go to for advice on the subject, and she's going to find him right now, two bottles of good beer in hand.]
Valeria
[After her conversation with Bro, Mom is out on the hunt for Val. She'll find her no matter how long it takes.]
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Roxy isn't just anyone. ]
I'm here.
[ And her voice is entirely too hoarse. She sounds awful and there's not much she can do to curb it. Crying does that. Crying when you haven't cried in more than a year does that. ]
Guy's getting the door. [ And it clicks a moment later. Somehow, that little Riolu unlocked it. The opening part is up to Mom, though. ]
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She doesn't say anything. She just hugs the poor woman.]
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