[002]- Ecruteak Inn (Video/Action)

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[Angel held up a small hand, waving to the screen that she faced. Since the last time she posted, her cheeks had filled out a little, and the shadows beneath her eyes had faded. While the ghosts of whatever had befallen her in another life still remained -- her eyes are still sad, and the hair on the side of her head has yet to make any significant strides growth wise -- this time, she was smiling at whoever found her feed.]

[Also since her last post, her flock had increased. Behind her, a blue flabebe floated by, occasionally brushing over Angel with her flower. Each time, Angel's eyes crinkled, a laugh catching in her throat. An eevee, still rather young, rested in her lap, napping pleasantly. A sentret scurried around beside her, chasing after Mari in a simple game of tag.]

Hello, friends. It has been awhile since my last post. [At the sound of her voice, each pokemon stopped what it was doing, giving her a quick glance before going about their business once more.] I figured it best to post something a bit more positive after my last... announcement.

I am doing well. I am happy and safe and I have a great many friends. [The flabebe gave a cheerful cry, reaffirming her statement] But that does not mean that I am not welcome to more friends, of course!


I just... wanted everyone to know. There are so many wonderful people here, and I would love to get to know you under better circumstances so... take this as your invitation to talk to me! Whenever you want!

[02] ACTION / VIDEO - VIOLET CITY - prompts within

[purramedic]

Who: Marian Hawke, Anders, and YOU!

Where: Violet City, Route 31, Route 32, Ruins of Alph

When: Oct 13 - ???

Summary: Catch-all for the dream team in and around Violet while Anders gets a damn job to pay for those cat pictures he wasted all his money on.

Rating: PG-13 between Hawke’s innuendos and Anders’ issues

Log:

( We’re ready for you! )

4th Sacrament - Lyra

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[ For the first time, Walter is in charge of the Gear, rather than it being in the paws of his various Pokemon. While he appears calm and stoic, there's a certain air of nervousness in addressing the network openly. On his shoulder Darkness the Murkrow perches, shaking his tail feathers and preening his feathers. Someone wants to look nice for some reason. ]

...Who is Lyra? [ On cue, Darkness pipes up, crooning the name as smoothly as a bird can in human speech. ] Lyra! Lyra! [ ...until Walter presses a finger on his beak and he obediently shuts up. For the moment. ]

I permit my Murkrow to fly freely around the city, with strict orders to return by sunrise. Lately, he has learned to say this name and repeats it constantly. So who is Lyra? [ On his shoulder, Darkness merely begins to tweet a small tune...with 'Lyra!' added among the typical bird chirps. Walter merely glances from the bird to the camera. Thank you for proving his point, Darkness. ]