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route_10652013-11-05 10:03 am
strongestoftheturks) wrote in route_10652013-11-05 10:03 am
Nightmare's over
Who: Rude strongestoftheturks and Tifa premiumheaven
Where: Azalea Pokecenter
When: Backdated to 1st November
Summary: The event is over and Rude reawakens back in the normal world to finally meet up with his new travelling partner.
Rating: G
Log:
[It's been a long, long, day. Or rather, it certainly feels that way, despite the fact that he's just woken up on a bed. Rude struggles to try and remember; what had he been doing before he slept? There was a, a mansion somewhere with an ominous fountain, and there were monsters coming after him, he had been sure of that. Had he dealt with them? He looks down at his fist to confirm that yes, he was not wearing his normal battle gloves. Yet why did he recall using Materia to fire away at some giant black horned thing?
Was it for, for...
With a start he just about jumps out of bed towards his backpack...
...only to fall down flat on his face as the stiffness from having slept a week cramps his movement. He falls down hard enough to shake his backpack a little, and a ball rolls out to land on the ground.
Great. Now he has to deal with dog slobber (again?). There's a bit of commotion coming from his room as Rude tries his best to get his Houndoom to heel as the Dog Pokemon insist on showering him with love and kisses.]
strongestoftheturks and Tifa premiumheavenWhere: Azalea Pokecenter
When: Backdated to 1st November
Summary: The event is over and Rude reawakens back in the normal world to finally meet up with his new travelling partner.
Rating: G
Log:
[It's been a long, long, day. Or rather, it certainly feels that way, despite the fact that he's just woken up on a bed. Rude struggles to try and remember; what had he been doing before he slept? There was a, a mansion somewhere with an ominous fountain, and there were monsters coming after him, he had been sure of that. Had he dealt with them? He looks down at his fist to confirm that yes, he was not wearing his normal battle gloves. Yet why did he recall using Materia to fire away at some giant black horned thing?
Was it for, for...
With a start he just about jumps out of bed towards his backpack...
...only to fall down flat on his face as the stiffness from having slept a week cramps his movement. He falls down hard enough to shake his backpack a little, and a ball rolls out to land on the ground.
Great. Now he has to deal with dog slobber (again?). There's a bit of commotion coming from his room as Rude tries his best to get his Houndoom to heel as the Dog Pokemon insist on showering him with love and kisses.]
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[With one last little pat, Tifa stands back up.]
But you're right. Maybe some air will help cool you off.
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[At least it was a beautiful day outside; Rude takes a moment to warm his skin up with some sun while trying to sort out his jumbled thoughts and memories. Everything that had happened in his dream...how much of it had been real and how much of it had been mashed with fantasy? Blurred faces and a strong dark presence is what he strongly recalled, but there were other events that had happened in the mansion.
After a few more seconds of trying to sieve through his recollections, he gives up and turns away from the window; he might never truly remember everything that had gone down, but he'd made some new acquaintances and picked up a few names. Most importantly, whatever he had experienced was over.
It's as he heads over to his backpack that he sees a hint of orange peeking out from behind. Curious, he moves his backpack to discover a Halloween goodie bag that definitely had not been there before.]