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victory_road2016-11-21 08:36 pm
laughingstawke) wrote in victory_road2016-11-21 08:36 pm
[Action/Video- Ecruteak City]
[The first thing to appear on the video is a growlithe, staring forward with his all-too-typical vacant expression. He pants a little, and his head is cocked just enough to allow a rather long string of slobber to trail from its mouth. In front of it is a hunk of red stone, a gift from her partner only a few weeks prior.]
[The video wobbles as Hawke fiddles with it, piercing blue eyes and dark hair onally appearing on screen as she fidgets with it, making sure the pokemon is perfectly in focus. Once she's certain that everything is perfect, Hawke leans over and smacks her knees, immediately drawing the beast's attention.]
Alright big guy, just as we practiced!
[D.T. lets out a sharp yap, pouncing forward and onto the stone. The effect was almost instantaneous, both stone and beast lighting up in a bright, white glow. A blob replaces the shape that D.T. once held, and that blog slowly begins to grow in size. When it finally rivals the size of an extremely tall man, the shape grows outward, finally taking the form of a rather large dog.]
[And then it moves, disappearing from the screen. Its lunge knocks the pokegear free, and it hits the ground just as a loud oof escapes Hawke's mouth. Those not watching the video feed and instead witnessing the woman completely buried beneath a mound of orange and black fur. The video rotates between focusing on the grass in front of it and the dog burying the woman.]
You blighted oaf! [The voice from beneath the dog is breathy and strained. A pair of legs kicks out, immediately pounding on the grass beneath her.]
[It would seem Hawke's Growlithe has successfully evolved into an Arcanine.]
[The video wobbles as Hawke fiddles with it, piercing blue eyes and dark hair onally appearing on screen as she fidgets with it, making sure the pokemon is perfectly in focus. Once she's certain that everything is perfect, Hawke leans over and smacks her knees, immediately drawing the beast's attention.]
Alright big guy, just as we practiced!
[D.T. lets out a sharp yap, pouncing forward and onto the stone. The effect was almost instantaneous, both stone and beast lighting up in a bright, white glow. A blob replaces the shape that D.T. once held, and that blog slowly begins to grow in size. When it finally rivals the size of an extremely tall man, the shape grows outward, finally taking the form of a rather large dog.]
[And then it moves, disappearing from the screen. Its lunge knocks the pokegear free, and it hits the ground just as a loud oof escapes Hawke's mouth. Those not watching the video feed and instead witnessing the woman completely buried beneath a mound of orange and black fur. The video rotates between focusing on the grass in front of it and the dog burying the woman.]
You blighted oaf! [The voice from beneath the dog is breathy and strained. A pair of legs kicks out, immediately pounding on the grass beneath her.]
[It would seem Hawke's Growlithe has successfully evolved into an Arcanine.]
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Dead. He's dead. Or maybe deaf? Or both. Probably both. It takes about two seconds for his legs to wobble and collapse under the weight of the Pokemon, and he sinks, thoroughly dazed and confused, into the grass. If he didn't know better, he'd think he just got hit in the face with one of Varric's flasks, except it was full of dog drool in addition to explosives.
Pinsy saunters over and plops down next to her trainer to stare up at DT with a level expression. Is she scolding or approving? We just don't know.]
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[He even manages a (if only slightly) smaller bark for the pink cat, followed by a collection of licks]
[It's grooming, he promises.]
[In the meantime, Hawke is finally managing to catch her breath. Finally she sits up, looking between the crippled blond and the large dog.]
So... Uh... [She gasps a breath.] Meet the new... and improved... Dog Two?
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Pinsy allows the affection for a time, though once she's had enough, she stands and elects to clamber up onto her canine friend's bulky shoulders. He has a lot of fluff to nap in.
On the other hand, Anders barely registers that Hawke is speaking and can only stare blankly at her for a moment.]
Yes. I mean -- what?
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[With Hawke convinced that the Arcanine would no longer prove to be a threat, she sat up. Flopping over his backside, the Champion peered over at her fiance. There was, surprisingly, a look of concern on her face.]
Are you going to be okay?
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Ah... Yes. I'm alright. [His gaze settles on their Pokemon after he makes himself a little bit more comfortable, crossing his legs rather than kneeling awkwardly in the position DT had folded him into.]
He's... rather impressive, isn't he?
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Pinsy seems to like him, at least. [And they were all leaving at the behest of that damned cat, weren't they?]
He'll be quite fearsome in battle, don't you think?
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[He shoots DT a mostly joking glare. Mostly.]
If he learns to stop hanging his tongue out of his mouth like a puppy, maybe.
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Suppose we'll have to find a place with a bigger bed now.
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[At least, for Anders that is. Hawke, on the other hand, is smitten.]
Look at that poor face! How can you relegate him to the floor?
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Easily! I am not sleeping with a horse in my bed!
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How dare you talk about me like that?
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Hawke, no! I meant DT! I meant the dog!
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You're so cruel to me!
[Her joke doesn't last long though. She falls backward and bursts into hysterics after the space of a heartbeat.]
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It's no less than you deserve.
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What in the name of the Maker did I do to deserve this?
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Please, no Dog in the bed? I'll even make him a blanket.
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Fine, fine. Anything for you, love.