Squall 'Leon' Leonhart (
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Who:
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Where: Violet City
When: Nov 1st, REALLY early.
Summary: Leon and Terra go for atotally manly morning jog. Stuff happens???
Rating:buff dudes in tight t-shirts completely G.
Log:
Leon leaned against the wall of the pokémon center, calmly watching Violet wake up. A truck carrying fresh produce was winding down the street, visiting each restaurant and café with the day's supplies. A newspaper boy cycled by at high speed, laden down with his precious cargo. Except for the small contingent of outsiders, the natives didn't seem to have noticed much, if anything; things were going on as normal, as if the last weekend hadn't happened. It was both incredibly worrying, and an odd relief. Aerith had assured him it would be like this, but hearing it and seeing it first-hand were vastly different.
The morning chill still hadn't dissipated, clinging to his arms and neck and making him eager to start, to move. Back home, it was usually Yuffie who would join in his morning training, but never this early; it had been a long time since he'd had company on his run.
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Where: Violet City
When: Nov 1st, REALLY early.
Summary: Leon and Terra go for a
Rating:
Log:
Leon leaned against the wall of the pokémon center, calmly watching Violet wake up. A truck carrying fresh produce was winding down the street, visiting each restaurant and café with the day's supplies. A newspaper boy cycled by at high speed, laden down with his precious cargo. Except for the small contingent of outsiders, the natives didn't seem to have noticed much, if anything; things were going on as normal, as if the last weekend hadn't happened. It was both incredibly worrying, and an odd relief. Aerith had assured him it would be like this, but hearing it and seeing it first-hand were vastly different.
The morning chill still hadn't dissipated, clinging to his arms and neck and making him eager to start, to move. Back home, it was usually Yuffie who would join in his morning training, but never this early; it had been a long time since he'd had company on his run.
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Johto's peaceful though, calm - no Unversed or Heartless to worry about, no one threatening the balance - and he knows this jog is probably the most relaxing one he's ever had yet.]
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You lead the way.