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Nov. 18th, 2016 05:34 am
three; video/action for route 32
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arcanaeum[ This action coming to you live from late evening Route 32. That's right - somehow, someone had actually pierced Minato's endless veil of apathy and gotten him to move from Violet City and explore the world!
It had only taken, what...two months? Not bad, for him. This show comes to you shakily selfied, some sticks and grass left tangled in Minato's thick blue hair. He's still walking as he slowly begins to talk, eyes fixed on the road ahead. From somewhere past the camera is a faint glow, illuminating him from the front while he walks. ]
...they weren't joking about this being a long journey.
[ Dirt, grass, outside. Yeuch. Not even a charging station. ]
But it's...good to be moving around again. I ended up slacking off on my training a lot. Especially without a sword around. I-- [ He stops. A change comes over his face: it hardens, just for a few moments, scanning their surroundings sharply. Massively different from his usual blank boredom. ] Xiezhai, wait.
[ A soft "Mareep!" comes from out of earshot. The camera drops a little, framing Minato's face a little lower. He listens very carefully; after a few more moments, his hand seems to grasp at something which should be at his hip, but finds nothing. He breathes slowly through his nose, then gradually straightens up again into his normal slouch. ]
...ah, sorry. [ He looks at the camera again. ] What I was saying was...if anyone's around Azalea Town, let's hang out. I think I'm nearly there.
[ He's not. But it's a big step still: relaxing enough in this world to ask for companionship, rather than just exist in the lonely state he'd been in for the past couple of months. His eyes drop to the approaching Mareep as the feed ends, giving the little glowing sheep an encouraging pat. ]
It had only taken, what...two months? Not bad, for him. This show comes to you shakily selfied, some sticks and grass left tangled in Minato's thick blue hair. He's still walking as he slowly begins to talk, eyes fixed on the road ahead. From somewhere past the camera is a faint glow, illuminating him from the front while he walks. ]
...they weren't joking about this being a long journey.
[ Dirt, grass, outside. Yeuch. Not even a charging station. ]
But it's...good to be moving around again. I ended up slacking off on my training a lot. Especially without a sword around. I-- [ He stops. A change comes over his face: it hardens, just for a few moments, scanning their surroundings sharply. Massively different from his usual blank boredom. ] Xiezhai, wait.
[ A soft "Mareep!" comes from out of earshot. The camera drops a little, framing Minato's face a little lower. He listens very carefully; after a few more moments, his hand seems to grasp at something which should be at his hip, but finds nothing. He breathes slowly through his nose, then gradually straightens up again into his normal slouch. ]
...ah, sorry. [ He looks at the camera again. ] What I was saying was...if anyone's around Azalea Town, let's hang out. I think I'm nearly there.
[ He's not. But it's a big step still: relaxing enough in this world to ask for companionship, rather than just exist in the lonely state he'd been in for the past couple of months. His eyes drop to the approaching Mareep as the feed ends, giving the little glowing sheep an encouraging pat. ]
