http://primrosenthorns.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] primrosenthorns.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-04-02 10:12 pm

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Who: [livejournal.com profile] primrosenthorns and YOU [Open!]
Where: Violet City
When: Mid-afternoon, April 2nd, during the thunderstorm
Summary: Rainstorm shenanigans!
Rating: PG to PG-13 for Mina's mouth :[
Log:

Shit--

[Anyone crazy enough to be outside in this weather as lightning flashes across the sky directly before thunder rolls loudly through the clouds will see one short, petite girl running through the streets of Violet. She doesn't seem dressed for this kind of outing either, judging by the fact that her outfit is sleeveless and not accompanied by a jacket. She has her bag stretched over her head as a makeshift umbrella, and her free arm is curled up against her torso, almost as if she's holding something. Not that she stops long enough for anyone who might watch her dash by to see.

It isn't until she flies through the Pokemon Center doors, tracking in puddles of water as she does so that she lets her back drop and her grip around whatever it is loosen. She's grumbling irately to herself as she crosses the room toward the counter, scowling and looking generally discontent as she does so]


You're really fucking lucky I even stopped. [She tilts her head downward, obviously talking to the package in her arm] Could've just let you drown out there, wouldn't have been any of my business.

Bel...

[It's not obvious that the thing in Minatsuki's arms is a Bellsprout-- a very drowned looking one, too]

Ugh... and no thanks to you, dumbass, I'm soaked. If I get sick it's gonna be your head on the line.

[She lifts her gaze up toward the nurse, who is smiling at her passively]

And what are you lookin' at?

[The nurse merely shakes her head, before she takes the Bellsprout from Mina, turning around to take it to the back for some much needed healing. Minatsuki just grumbles irately to herself as she stats squeezing the water out of her clothes.

She may look grumpy, but at least she's approachable]

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sat by the nearest window, staring at the rain as it hit the glass. His breath had already made it too misty to see much but he kept his forehead pressed to the window. Staying indoors had been preferable to standing around in the rain, but the outdoors (at the very least) had more to look forward to than the inside of the Pokémon Center.

There was the rain, and puddles, and (...actually in retrospect, neither of those options were very appealing). Inside there was just that nurse and all the other patrons who he had spoken to more than enough times.

The girl who marched in was new. Alois sat up straighter as she approached the nurse. He hadn't heard every part of their conversation, content as he was just to see someone new and different. But watching only filled part of a need. He rose from his seat and approached her as easily as if he had known her all her life.]


Afternoon.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He's all smiles as he keeps his hands to his sides and watches her in his own way. New people were exciting in this place. It was as if he had come to the zoo, except all the animals were humans. He laughs at the thought.]

Just saying hello. I haven't met a woman quite like you.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
You flew right in as if the devil himself were after you! [He was already interested in her, and he would find out as much or as little about her as he cared to know.]

What was that thing you held earlier?

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[He ignores her first obvious statement. Being nice to girls was important... when it mattered. Like when he had to talk to them or when he was bored.]

A weed? It looked like much more than that.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Just a little.

[It's okay he can roll with the punches! Girls were generally gullible anyway]

Why help a living weed? That seems a bit odd.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Not many people would risk that sort of weather, [he waves his hand dramatically towards the nearest window] for a plant.

I prefer flowers myself, but to each their own. [he's going to have fun with her tsuning~]

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[He's keeping his OH MY GOSH SHE'S SO STRANGE to himself. Mostly. He's taken instead to laughing all over again.]

They are beautiful, roses especially! Why would there be anything wrong with that? ...But it's too bad flowers are so delicate. [shurgs and gives her that look, the sort a guy gives a girl when he's looking at more than just her clothes.] Not like you.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
They're still beautiful. [And nothing looked better than a rose when dancing flamenco]

You prefer others? Lilies are also nice. [He smiles as if he's done nothing wrong] Now you're jumping to conclusions.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-10 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't want to take you anywhere and I'm quite sorry that I've given a lady of your standing such an impression.

[And he easily falls into the Role of the Noble, though for how long is up for debate.]

Rather, I thought it grand if you would be so kind as to share a meal with me? It's been some time since I've eaten with another.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-11 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Then let me introduce myself as Alois Trancy. See? Half of the problem solved.

[He giggles and walks a little closer to her. She can keep her personal space for now.]

Because we're in a public place and I'm not asking you to my room.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-11 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Am I really that detestable?

[ACCEPT HIS OFFER OF FOOD, JEEZ. He moves just a little closer with that smile -- but he's not giving her that look anymore. ...Or for the time being.]

Humor me, then. You needn't eat a full meal.

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-11 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Finally, results! --date? Date?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH--]

I'm not courting you! But sure, I'll pay for your meal. [Since she's a girl and all. He'll just relieve some old bastard of his wallet.]

[identity profile] fauxearl.livejournal.com 2011-04-11 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Wonderful. [Now to ask that nurse where they could grab a meal...]

[hmmm....~] Unless, you wanted it to be a date?