victory_road | video; backdated to 6/15

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video; backdated to 6/15

[The setting: Violet City. Estinien is near the gym, flanked by his Bronzor and his Vibrava, and his Vulpix draped around his shoulders like a furry scarf, which would be infinitely less tolerable in the late spring heat if she wasn't an ice type. His travel companions might also be lurking in the background.

He glances back at the gym, looking thoughtful. His first gym battle was a success, but there's something he can do now that...he actually needs help with.]

Succeeding in the challenge against the Violet City gym allows one to teach a capable Pokemon to fly, yet it requires a...machine? To do so.

[The question can be heard in his voice, he's really not sure how a machine will help this situation, but...]

Wouldst any in Goldenrod have access to said machine and be willing to allow me use of it? We shall be returning there by the end of the week.

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Oh you wound me, Dragoon. I have naught more in my mind than simply sending you off towards those who are possessed that which you seek. That such persons are both Tyler and Steven are naught more than coincidence.

[Which is...surprisingly true. Well, true enough.]

But worry not, I do not plan to abuse your generosity, nor will it go unrewarded.

[He has a little gift for you once you've delivered Hythlodaeus to him!]

Surely.

[Look, he's known you for long enough now that he can tell that sometimes you're just full of shit.]

As I said, we expect to return to Goldenrod by the end of the week. Mayhap Sunday. Barring unforeseen circumstances, of course.

[He doesn't say anything more to that, merely keeps up that crooked, right-leaning smile.]

Marvelous! I shall look forward to your arrival! Till then—

[He raises his hand to give a little wave, but then stops as he seems to jolt with realization, his expression shifting from that, to something a bit more foxish.]

—Actually, I had just remembered something. I have been informed of a certain scion's arrival...is there any reason you forewent telling me such tidings?

Hythlodaeus was so kind as to let you know, as I presumed he would.

[He barely knows Urianger and honestly, he's just having more of a time adjusting to the Warrior of Light being a small Miqo'te woman instead of the man he's accustomed to.]

You would find out either way.

Well, yes I would, but 'twould have been nice to know earlier, than to have found out as I did.

[You know...through Hythlodaeus talking about who among the mortals he'd find most...beddable. So to speak.]

Are you traveling with him? And that Ziva woman?

Oh, do you not enjoy such games? I had thought you did.

[He says mildly. Not so fun when the shoe is on the other foot, is it?]

We are.

Indeed I do, but I had not thought you one to enjoy things like games. Mayhap I have more to learn about you, hm?

[He's not bothered, in fact...he rather likes this semi-playful side of Estinien. Even if it...came at the cost of him learning something later than he expected. For a moment, he considers asking about Ziva and Hythlodaeus' concerns regarding her, but...]

Well then, I do so hope neither slow down your progress. When you make your way to Goldenrod, do not leave immediately. I would like to see you ere your next departure.

Mayhap you do.

[Estinien doesn't really know what those concerns are, but he's still trying to work out exactly what it means, that Ziva remembers events that only the Warrior could possibly know of, and yet has no idea of others. It's confusing to him so he's just not thinking about it.]

They've not done so thus far.

You shall see me when I guide Hythlodaeus to your home? Unless you've provided him with directions.

[He hadn't intended to peace out the moment they got to town...]

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