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01 ; Video + Action
[ She's not looking at the camera at first, instead glancing away while she tries to steel herself. It's not that this is a big deal or anything, just... announcing her presence to the world over the internet. Hah. It doesn't last for long though before she looks almost bored at her invisible audience, chin in hand as she leans on the table. ]
I suppose you could say this is one way to start the new year. Or somebody decided I need to take "new year, new me" for more seriously than I ever have. Who knows?
[ A sentiment she's sure others here definitely share, but does it truly matter? ]
... So does everyone get a tiny unicorn- [ And it's here that a little Galarian ponyta manages to get her head on screen, peeking up curiously- ] or what?
[ Not what she actually intended on asking, but she actually does know the answer: No, people have different creatures from what she's seen in her arrival. This is just a wide net to find out what more to expect, really. Besides, if they want 'vulnerability', they'll have to pay her money. ]
ACTION : ROUTE 29, MORNING OF JANUARY 4TH
[ It's very quickly occurred to her to change into the heavier of the dresses packed, but the cold still bites. Her purple shawl draped over it does little to help, but it makes her feel better at least? Amalthea is in her pokéball, attached at her hip. Her bag is full. The map is in a pocket (and holy shit this dress has POCKETS!!) and the PokéGear in the other. As much as she hates the cold, the idea of staying in this stagnant little town feels even worse to be honest.
So she goes, a splash of pink against the white snow and dark brown bark. Definitely not going to be getting much attention like this! Internally she's already debating on whether she should risk pushing through the night to the town or not. Maybe some company will make this bitter start a bit better. Maybe not. ]
it's basically a large version of the swsh tents haha (large bc....jojo is 6'5'' pffff).
[The tent will be plenty worth it too. For that matter, Jonathan has the foresight to include some fuel...and a cot. Sleeping on the ground even in a tent sucks!]
oh dang thank u jojo u always were my favorite jojo
Oh, that makes sense.
[ Jinx sits there for a moment, unsure of what to say while Amalthea nudges her- one might be able to see her the top of her head poke up from the countertop when she does so, as well as how happy she is to be rewarded with pets for her concern. ]
Thank you. This would be so much worse without your help.
he's the goodest jojo...
he really is!!
[ I'm sorry Johnathan she's from a 'would rather die than owe someone' culture. ]
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[ On the map, the next town looks... pretty tiny, honestly. She's not sure what to expect. (Leave her alone she's a big city girl-) ]
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[Which, he felt bad taking advantage of, but also he had to eat.]
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[ Either way, the less she has to spend, the better. Something tells her her usual method of getting things won't fly well here, even without superpowered teen vigilantes. ]
i call it the 'i'm sorry narration but working a month for a fair tent is Bad' discount-
when u right, u right (good place to end?)
[ With the assurance of assistance, and the late hour, Jinx gives one last small but sincere smile. ]
Thank you for everything. I'll get it back to you as soon as possible.
Sounds good!