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victory_road2016-07-17 08:29 pm
thelittlegingerthatcould) wrote in victory_road2016-07-17 08:29 pm
First Paper Crane [Video/Action]
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[Hanna's had a pretty interesting day so far. He met a woman who said she was his mom, which as far as he's concerned, is really fucked up. He got the most precious pokemon friend ever, talked to a professor, and is now wandering route 29. It's in his wandering though, trying to fluff over the fact that he's here, he isn't being held up by gun point, and is instead living a childhood dream, that he realizes something.
Before he'd been so overwhelmed by everything that it hadn't registered, but now? He was just walking, everything was calm, and-] Oh my god this music is everywhere.
[He's talking to the screen because he's not going to complain to his Noibat who probably has way better hearing and thus suffering more than him by far.] What do they have around here? Speakers in the trees? I don't understand where it's coming from, but as far as music goes, it kind of sucks. Like I always imagined having my own life soundtrack, but i've endured only like, what? Three hours of this and it's already stuck in my head. Please tell me it changes every once in a while. Please.
Cause this is like some kind of torture.
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After the realization that no, this music doesn't stop, and complaining to everyone about it, Hanna has decided to take a break and open up that lunch his...mom packed. It's nice, obviously made with love and he's just going to stare at it for a little bit, taking it in before grabbing his fork and taking a bite.
He can't say he isn't disappointed when it doesn't taste like what his mom used to make, but there's that same quality of 'i made this for my son' that kind of gets him to chew slower, appreciate it more, and after each bite he kind of sighs and takes a deep breath. For all that he had been pushing aside, trying to keep up the hype of just being here? Well. "Mom's" lunch seems to take the cake over being moments away from being shot any day.
Amelia, who had been flying around looking for food of her own to eat, smart little thing that she was, flutters to a stop on a branch, big ears twitching and turns back towards her over enthusiastic trainer. Something's wrong, obviously, and she'll flutter back, landing right next to his lunch on his knee, squeaking up at him.
"Huh? Naw, it's all good, Amelia," He says, wiping his nose with is sleeve and pushing at his eyes with the heel of his palm, "just got something in my eye."
[Hanna's had a pretty interesting day so far. He met a woman who said she was his mom, which as far as he's concerned, is really fucked up. He got the most precious pokemon friend ever, talked to a professor, and is now wandering route 29. It's in his wandering though, trying to fluff over the fact that he's here, he isn't being held up by gun point, and is instead living a childhood dream, that he realizes something.
Before he'd been so overwhelmed by everything that it hadn't registered, but now? He was just walking, everything was calm, and-] Oh my god this music is everywhere.
[He's talking to the screen because he's not going to complain to his Noibat who probably has way better hearing and thus suffering more than him by far.] What do they have around here? Speakers in the trees? I don't understand where it's coming from, but as far as music goes, it kind of sucks. Like I always imagined having my own life soundtrack, but i've endured only like, what? Three hours of this and it's already stuck in my head. Please tell me it changes every once in a while. Please.
Cause this is like some kind of torture.
Action
After the realization that no, this music doesn't stop, and complaining to everyone about it, Hanna has decided to take a break and open up that lunch his...mom packed. It's nice, obviously made with love and he's just going to stare at it for a little bit, taking it in before grabbing his fork and taking a bite.
He can't say he isn't disappointed when it doesn't taste like what his mom used to make, but there's that same quality of 'i made this for my son' that kind of gets him to chew slower, appreciate it more, and after each bite he kind of sighs and takes a deep breath. For all that he had been pushing aside, trying to keep up the hype of just being here? Well. "Mom's" lunch seems to take the cake over being moments away from being shot any day.
Amelia, who had been flying around looking for food of her own to eat, smart little thing that she was, flutters to a stop on a branch, big ears twitching and turns back towards her over enthusiastic trainer. Something's wrong, obviously, and she'll flutter back, landing right next to his lunch on his knee, squeaking up at him.
"Huh? Naw, it's all good, Amelia," He says, wiping his nose with is sleeve and pushing at his eyes with the heel of his palm, "just got something in my eye."
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I assume burn heals don't work on people all that well?
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No, sorry! They aren't meant for people. It's pretty easy to get patched up in town though.
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[He gets up, carrying Cyndi with him and wanders over to his bag. The little Sentret has been wiggling all this time and is nearly free. Soon, Maurice finds a blue tube with some kind of swan-like Pokemon on the lable.]
This is Aqua Ring Plus. It'll save your life.
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[He's not saying tampon aloud, but he's thinking it. He'll just make a weird long cylinder shape with his hands and then just put them away. No one needed to see that.]
A-anyways, that stuff. It looks amazing, and I am going to totally get some. You didn't happen to see like, a glass cleaning cloth did you?
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There is but...well. I stayed in Newbark for a few days before hitting the road. You just gotta know where to look.
[At Hanna's other question, he shakes his head as he puts his sunblock back into his bag. Cyndi finally hits the floor with a thud and hops over to the bed and starts bouncing.]
No, sorry. But I didn't look.
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[He's on the road and seeing new stuff, and that's more exciting than just turning around and back tracking. The newness would wear off and it'd be less fun, he's sure.] Coulda, shoulda, woulda I suppose. It's not going to kill me, so I'll just hold out till then.
[He smiles at the Sentret bouncing in the background, endless energy that it had, and considers getting one himself. Maybe. No guarantee it'd be like that one though.]
She's escaped. Man, some days I'd envy that energy. [Even if he could rival that energy most of the time.]
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Same. Who knows? All this clean air might give that back.
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[He himself had gotten used to taking the bus, didn't have as much energy as he used to when he was a teenager, but being as hyperactive as he was, he might be more better off than Maurice was still.]