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Agent North Dakota ([personal profile] usedlightscreen) wrote2015-09-22 05:49 pm

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[The only sound for a moment is the knock of the gear being tapped against something semi-hard, and similarly the only thing in focus is a white eggshell with the corners of red and blue shapes.

Also the sound of the 'Gear being chewed on. Omnomnomnom.]


Are you getting into trouble already, you little scamp?

[The voice is deep, warm, and affectionate.]

That's not food, here, let me trade you-

[The feed is a little smeared on one corner, and the camera unknowingly focuses on a large, pale hand offering one of the donuts rice balls that Mom packs standard in her bento to a very small Togepi, who takes it in its little hands and shoves the whole thing into its mouth at once. The voice laughs offscreen, and the camera gets a closeup of his green overalls as he untucks his purple t-shirt to wipe the drool off the corner.

It's then that he notices that the camera's on, and finally brings his face into focus.]


...Sorry about that, I hope he didn't bother anybody.
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
We're a few hours walk out. We can make it, maybe a third of the time back if we get a move on.

[Man, she misses the warthogs.

She looks to D-2 for a second, not sure what to make of her still-- and just makes an attempt to give... everyone orders.]


We'll meet you by [XX]00, North. Try to stay near the center so we can locate you. Stripes, c'mere, boy-- and D-2, stay with York.

S-sync?

[She unintentionally stutters on the word-- realising that she's said it at all again gives her pause. She'd fallen out of the habit with the reds and blues because they are untrained babies who don't understand instructions anyway but being around the other freelancers makes saying it feel like what she's supposed to do.]

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[personal profile] ratherbelocky 2015-09-23 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Sync.

[There's no real point in syncing when their numbers are so rough, but, well. It feels a bit like home. York drops to one knee to pick up Delta Two and settles her easily on his hip.

He hasn't told Carolina he's been designated a Pokémon Breeder yet and not a Trainer, but he's starting to cotton to the idea.]


I can stay on the line in the meantime, man. Trust me, the music gets old fast, you might want something else to listen to.

[He waggles his fingers at Carolina. Hey, that 'Gear's his, it has his name on it. In it. Registered within its databanks. Whatever.]
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Carolina rolls her eyes a bit after she starts passing the gear back to York and beckoning to Stripes again, who dutifully follows at her feet. It'll be a while's walk, sure, but they're both able-bodied soldiers who are even working under a lot less weight and gravity than usual.

Still, the few hours walk is filled with anticipation and confusion for Carolina, through which she stares straight ahead, quiet and trying to breathe as evenly as she can. York and North's conversation only somewhat registers on her mind.

But as they approach New Bark, she picks up the pace, knowing York will be eager to hurry to North's side as well. Thanks to it not being a super huge town at all, it doesn't take them long after arriving to get a sight on North.]
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[personal profile] ratherbelocky 2015-09-23 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, something is definitely wrong. York actually slows for a moment rather than hurry to North's side; the face he's wearing is the one he gives locks that don't do what he expects, that he has to be careful with. But he shakes his head and picks up his pace again, though he doesn't go for the sprint-and-tackle on account of North's expression and his little spikeball's nap.]

Ho, the castle!

[Not too loudly, Babypi is sleeping. York sets Delta Two down a few steps back and closes the rest of the distance on his own, one arm stretched to the side for a bro hug bump, should North accept the offer.]

It's really good to see you, dude. You don't know how much.
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[personal profile] ratherbelocky 2015-09-23 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Seriously? That's a damn shame. I guess all my Christmas cards got lost in the mail.

[LIFE ON THE LAM JOKES. Did you miss him.

His eye flicks from the new lines on North's face down to the sleeping Togepi, then down further and back to Delta Two. Frankly, he wouldn't have minded a longer hug--it has been so long, fuck--but they have entirely too much of an audience in Carolina and their tiny new friends.

The little Elgyem is hanging back shyly, but York beckons her over with a bob of his head.]


Come on, D-2, don't be shy. North won't bite.

[She steps closer and waves her blinky little hand, but doesn't pass York's legs.]

North, this is Delta Two. My whatchamacallit.
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Not even she can keep him out of trouble, you know that.

[It's been too long since she's had a chance to talk, it would seem.

Carolina steps forward, eying North, and the reality of it all starts to really sink in. She wants, somehow, to be casual about this, but doesn't want to ignore the gravity of it, either.]


...It's been too long, North.

[yeah apparently she's just going to stand awkwardly now]
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[personal profile] ratherbelocky 2015-09-23 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Poor Delta Two shies further behind York's leg, cowed by the apparently monumental responsibility ahead of her.

York glances from North to Carolina, then sighs and scoops up his Pokémon so he can get out of the way should they hug or at least shake hands or something.]


Don't you listen to them, Two. I only get in trouble when I want to be in trouble.

[Which probably shouldn't reassure anyone very much. D-2 sure looks doubtful, still.]
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Carolina visibly (but silently) jolts when the face comes up over the shell because what the fuck, but okay, no, that's fine, whatever. It's cool. She's cool. Aliens. Christ.

She nods slowly at North, looks down for a moment, and looks back up with a similarly weary smile.]


It's good to see you too.

{Carolina isn't crying. She's smiling, in fact. But her voice has never betrayed her emotions, and it comes through sad enough to make Stripes whine quietly at her heels.]
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[The nodding continues and-- she steps closer to him, wraps her arms around him. Buries her face in his chest for a second, easily passable as because of the fact he is quite a bit bigger than her. She turns her head so she can speak, then.]

I'm so sorry, North. [It's not pleading or overly sad, really, so much as it sounds tired. Tired and ashamed.

She's sorry for not trusting him, for not trusting York, and... well, for his demise.]
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Guilt that hadn't surfaced in a while rises in her stomach like bile, but she bites it back. Breathes. Lets it go. She has to let it go.

She takes the chance to breathe again, feeling small in the arms of an old friend. Finally, she moves back, clasping his arm with her hand like old soldier greetings.]


Good to know you haven't changed. Can't even let a girl feel bad for a second, can you?

[She means it with all the affection in the world, honestly. Letting go doesn't always mean not missing people with your whole heart.]
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Laugh Carolina does, though it is, as usual, in a short, clicky, heheh! manner. Of course she''ll laugh. Her taste has never been particularly good. She steps away one last step, looking down to mind Stripes, since he seems intent on being an ankle bracelet.]

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[personal profile] ratherbelocky 2015-09-23 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[York couldn't be happier, watching these two.

Well, he could, but happiness, like healing, takes time. They're going to need a lot of all of it.]


Okay, so. Sitrep.

[To business.]

There's only one road out of this town unless you pay for the boat--[And York is SO not used enough to the sensation of change in his pocket to want to spend it, like, ever.]--and apparently it's a few days' walk east to the next city over. I think Carolina's interested in that critter-fu dojo challenge, but I haven't made up my mind yet.

[Because he's a registered Breeder. Whatever that means.]

Either way, you with us, North?
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-23 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Then it's settled. You boys are with me.

[And she's determined to keep it that way, no matter what reservations North may have. These are her freelancers now, thank you very much.

deliberately ignoring his phrasing? what do you mean deliberately ignoring his phrasing? she's not deliberately ignoring his phrasing at all. That would not be a very adult way to handle this situation.]


We've got a lot of ground to cover, you know.

[What do you mean 'Slow the fuck down, Carolina'?]
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[personal profile] ratherbelocky 2015-09-23 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[York chuckles.]

Whoa there, Carolina, slow down. The Gyms aren't going anywhere. Structures built planetside, they're usually stationary.

[He turns to face her, but as he does, he manages to block his hand with Delta Two and half his body. He waves his hand in a small, flat motion from side to side, a discreet 'nuh-uh' to North while his gaze is pointedly on Carolina.

Naw, buddy. They're together again, but probably not together together, y'knowumsaying.]


Anyway, you heard the lady. Looks like you're stuck with us, man.
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[personal profile] secondplacing 2015-09-24 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Actually, yes. A boy named Roxas was rather helpful about it.

He said the first gym is run by a man named Falkner in Violet city. That's right after Cherrygrove.

[COME ON BOYS YOU'RE TOO SLOW.]

We'll have time to train for it on the way.

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