http://in-themachine.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] in-themachine.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-01-24 11:08 pm

Let's follow the yellow brick road

Who: [livejournal.com profile] in_themachine, [livejournal.com profile] recrimination, and [livejournal.com profile] usedsupersonic
Where: New Bark Town
When: In the after noon
Summary: Fransiska wants to see her brother in Goldenrod, so she's dragging Sissel along to accompany her, who is also dragging Nastasia along as well.
Rating: PG at most, definitely a solid G.
Log: Sissel--> Nastasia--> Fransiska order, I guess?


 

[This was interesting.]

[In barely less than 24 hours of his arrival, he had been wrangled into an expedition by a girl who, despite her denial that she didn't care about him at all, was going to go see her brother if it was the last she could do. Sissel was amused, really. She was a bit tempermental, but at least this gave him the chance to go out and explore the world he was now in.]

[And Nastasia, another newcomer whom he had met recently, was now joining their group as well. Well, having more people would be good. They'd be stronger and better at fending off anything that could prevent them reaching their destination, whether it was wild pokemon or the harsh weather.]

[He needed to introduce Nastasia to Fransiska and get her approval for her inclusion into the group. Hopefully things would go down well with the girl...]


[identity profile] usedsupersonic.livejournal.com 2011-01-25 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Nastasia was following Sissel, making sure to keep her eyes on the road ahead.]
...Um, yeah. [She mumbled a little, her little pink blob remaining on her head. To be honest, she was only staying with this group because there was safety in numbers... well, until it's time for the world to end, or something like that. There was no point risking her life at the moment.]

[identity profile] recrimination.livejournal.com 2011-01-25 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[After Sissel excused himself to 'go fetch something' from town, Franziska has been pacing around this tree. Poor tree, for there are now tread marks circling its base. Her Bulbasaur looks particularly wary, especially when Franziska notices their approach, and suddenly changes her trajectory, crop stiff in her hands.

She. She does not look pleased.]


You--! [Points! Sissel, you are getting a crop-point.] What is the meaning of this?

[identity profile] usedsupersonic.livejournal.com 2011-01-25 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
I'll keep us punctual -- so there's no, er, need to fear about me slowing us down, 'k? [Nastasia added, as she looked to the blue-haired... girl? Woman? Nastasia wasn't that good at telling ages, but she looked well-grown.]