Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, local cryptid (
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July Catch All - Closed
Who: Team Femblemtroika and friends
What: Riding bikes, battling gyms, throwing away cheese packets... Options!
Where: Kanto
When: July
What: Riding bikes, battling gyms, throwing away cheese packets... Options!
Where: Kanto
When: July
Dedue's nightly vendetta against yellow dye 5
Through much practice and necessity, Dedue had learned how to move quietly despite his size; his path through the dark halls is equally quiet. His goal, after all, is to reach the kitchen without awakening any of the house's inhabitants-- Dimitri, in particular. Thankfully, Dimitri's sleep is usually eased by the presence of his pink tapir of a Pokemon, so barring any unforeseen incidents, his interruption is unlikely.
Dedue opens the pantry. On one of its shelves are neat rows of blue boxes that boast the cheesiest like a golden apple thrown at the feet of vain goddesses.
Within a few minutes' time, he has removed them from their shelf and brought them to the kitchen table. Applying a warm iron to the glue seal of the boxes loosens it enough to open the cardboard without rips or tears, revealing its innards of amusingly shaped pasta and blasphemous cheese-adjacent powder packets. The packets are Dedue's ultimate goal-- fished out of their noodle beds and tossed aside to be discarded once his task is complete. Another pass with the iron warms the glue again so that the boxes can be resealed, as smoothly as though they were never tampered with in the first place.
This is Dedue's burden, every night after the groceries are brought home. This is what he does for the man he loves, to spare him of a death by dubious yellow chemical powder masquerading as cheese.
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oh god three months oops
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Backdated - Dimitri, experiencing Bikes
It's not like bikes are rare. He's seen them all over, usually in cities and often in the morning - although sometimes they were quite prevalent around the daytime with how close Olivine is to the sea. People seemed to enjoy taking in the sea air that way.
Just, well. Dimitri has always been a horse riding person. Or, depending on inclement weather, a rats-hitched-to-a-sled-for-their-stuff kind of person. Sometimes he's even flown, which was an entirely new experience for him.
So, long story short, he's never rode a bike before.
Until today.
Where he heard about the bicycle path and decided, hey! Wouldn't that be really fun to give a try?
So that is why the rest of the group has to deal with Dimitri crashing into a bush now. "Ah!" At least he doesn't seem hurt, untangling himself as he is. If anything, he seems to, weirdly, be having fun. "Well, this is an interesting experience!"
He'll probably be fine.
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