Arriving at Goldenrod

[death_glare]

Who: William T. Spears & Ronald Knox
Where: Out and about in Goldenrod
When: Dec 29th
Summary: Having been loaned Ronald's Ponyta for traveling, William finally arrives in Goldenrod City
Rating: PG?
Log:


Being without the ability to quick-jump from location to location was certainly not something William was fond of. Had he ever actually ridden a horse before? He couldn't recall. This new world was brimming with things he'd never seen nor experienced before. The oddest of which was this new responsibility of hatching and caring for life. How was that skill supposed to enhance his resume as a Death God?

Hopefully Ronald was willing and prepared to take in an earful of questions and agitation, now that William had arrived at the gates of the large city.

Your Pokégear is ringing, Ron. Better not keep your boss waiting!

Comments

[diehardreaper]

[ No... no you really can't. But Ron has to admit, Will should probably slick his hair back less. He looks much younger with his hair mussed up...

...and his glasses off.

With that, Ron's just going to draw his own duskull over. ]

C'mon, Grim. We're prolly better off staying a bit further'n this. Wager things're going to get a bit hairy.

[ Taking three steps back now before he decides to keep his intervention at a safe distance. ]

Easy on the little blighter, sir! He just hatched after all!

[death_glare]

[ William lets go of the Duskull, instead reaching out blindly ahead of him for his glasses. The little thief dodges quickly, tittering as he float off towards Ronald and Grim. ]

You...thing! Give me back my spectacles this instant.

[ Groping around and finding nothing but empty air. ]

Honestly, to be based after a grim reaper and not know the importance of a reapers spectacles...

Knox! Where did that creature go?

[diehardreaper]

[ Meanwhile, he and Grim are just watching from a distance. Ronald with his arms folded behind his head, Grim fluttering close until William calls for his attention. ]

Right behind you, sir. Blimey, he's a lively one...

[ He's still trying not to laugh but this is just too good. Ah, but he does see an opening. ]

Grim! You've got confuse ray, haven't you?

[ The tiny duskull is only flustered for a moment at the shock of his trainer suddenly asking him to attack but attack he does, finally launching the small ball of psychic energy in the other Duskull's direction. If they can confuse it, maybe it'll make it easier to catch. ]

[death_glare]

[ Thankfully, Grim's aim is spot on. The red Duskull pauses midair, suddenly looking all around as if it forgot where it was or what it was doing.

Unfortunately, William's still groping around in the entirely wrong area. ]

Did you do something? Honestly, it doesn't help if I can't see.

[diehardreaper]

[ Booyah, a chance opening! But there's the matter of Will on hand. ]

Hang on a tick!

[ And a pause to think before turning his attention back to his partner. ]

Grim! Give him a hand, I'll try to get this one under control.

[ At that, Grim gives a firm salute and plucks William's glasses from the other one before floating over and nudging him with them.

His trainer meanwhile's going to attempt another thrown pokeball. ]

Grim's got your specs, sir!

[death_glare]

No. I don't want any any of those things touching my--

[ William's cut off by Grim nudging him and holding his glasses close enough that, if he squints, he can make out what they are. He eagerly takes them, sliding them back on, carefully. ]

Meanwhile, Red's begun to spin in the air while slowly drifting to the ground. Ron's pokéball hits without an issue. In fact, the ball doesn't even jostle once before firmly snapping closed. ]

Ah. [ A glance to the side. ] I suppose a thank you is in order.

[diehardreaper]

[ The relieved sigh is audible, Ron's shoulders slumping back when he bends to retrieve that pokeball. Crisis averted. So he'll just come back over and offer said ball to his boss. ]

There we are! He prolly won't give you any trouble now... least until you call him out. Even then, he'll prolly go back in.

[ Grim on the other hand, is all pleased noises after Will takes back his glasses. Oh, gosh, no, don't mention it! Really! is probably what he means. ]

[death_glare]

[ William takes the Pokéball, glaring at it briefly before shoving it into his backpack. ]

I should hope so.

[ He has to admit --at least to himself, not out loud heavens no!-- that Grim is rather well trained and respectful. ]

Of course I would end up with the delinquent one.

[diehardreaper]

[ Nope, let him chuckle about that a bit. ]

Maybe it's because you've got a talent for making em behave, eh?

But! Now that that's over with... it's prolly best we get you settled in. Wager it's been a long trip, even with Lancelot.

[death_glare]

[ He raises an eyebrow. ]

Do I?

[ He's obviously referring to his difficulties with Grell. There's a sigh. ]

Yes, it was quite the distance to travel. I suppose we take our ability to move quickly as reapers for granted.

Where are we staying again? You mentioned the circus, I believe.