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victory_road2024-12-05 08:57 pm
loopsiedaisy) wrote in victory_road2024-12-05 08:57 pm
[text + action]
Who: Loop + You
What: Evolution, psychic Pokemon, the perils of snomstorms!Half of everyone Loop knows in One Single Building!
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Early December for text post; December 14-16 storm for action
Warnings: Nothing specific, just the usual chance of Loop's warnings coming up in threads!
[Text, early December]
I got told about evolution, so I was expecting one of my Pokemon to change shape eventually, but.
Did I just miss hearing the part where they start beaming images into your head?
[Orrery has discovered telepathy! Let's not talk about how long it took Orrery to get Loop to realize it was her.]
[Snomstorm! Goldenrod, between Dec 14th-16th]
[A]
[So it's a good thing Loop went and caught a fire Pokemon recently, because the vending machines at their inn (motel?) are both de-powered and emptied to the last dregs. Loop's had to emerge from the depths of their room to get groceries. And in the fifteen minutes they've been outside, slogging through the snow and trying to find a place that's open despite the power outage...]
[Their Metang has somehow managed to get herself frozen to a fence. Loop is currently trying to coax their new Cyndaquil - who is draped over their bag - to wake up and melt her free.]
[They like naps as much as anyone else, but:] Come on, you've barely been awake for five minutes since yesterday...
[Orrery, meanwhile, is letting out a baffled whirring sound. She's not used to having arms or being so big, and apparently she generates JUST enough heat to slowly melt snow, then get stuck when she touches something colder and it refreezes. Like someone licking a metal pole. But she only has one arm stuck, and surely she can use the other one to lever herself free?]
[- whoops, no, now she has both of them stuck.]
[B]
[Or maybe it's a bit later, and Loop is ducking under the eaves of the Game Corner next to you. Why? To avoid a sudden shower of falling Snoms from the roof! The surprisingly heavy bugs thump into the snow like little icy missiles, whizzing by terrifyingly close.]
[C]
[Or, as the snow has intensified and REALLY started to pile up, you've found yourself completely turned around! (Unless you know exactly where you are, and you're actually looking for someone or something else? Did one of your Pokemon run out into the storm, maybe?)]
[Whatever the reason you're out, it seems like there's a fire flickering in the distance - if you approach, you'll find Loop, shivering and holding their Cyndaquil to their chest. Burnoît, fortunately, seems to have woken up and figured out what Loop wants! The lil guy is flaming a path through the snow.]
[(For once in their life, Loop has returned Orrery to her ball.)]
[Wildcard!]
As usual, happy to figure something else out, just DM or Plurk me!
What: Evolution, psychic Pokemon, the perils of snomstorms!
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Early December for text post; December 14-16 storm for action
Warnings: Nothing specific, just the usual chance of Loop's warnings coming up in threads!
[Text, early December]
I got told about evolution, so I was expecting one of my Pokemon to change shape eventually, but.
Did I just miss hearing the part where they start beaming images into your head?
[Orrery has discovered telepathy! Let's not talk about how long it took Orrery to get Loop to realize it was her.]
[Snomstorm! Goldenrod, between Dec 14th-16th]
[A]
[So it's a good thing Loop went and caught a fire Pokemon recently, because the vending machines at their inn (motel?) are both de-powered and emptied to the last dregs. Loop's had to emerge from the depths of their room to get groceries. And in the fifteen minutes they've been outside, slogging through the snow and trying to find a place that's open despite the power outage...]
[Their Metang has somehow managed to get herself frozen to a fence. Loop is currently trying to coax their new Cyndaquil - who is draped over their bag - to wake up and melt her free.]
[They like naps as much as anyone else, but:] Come on, you've barely been awake for five minutes since yesterday...
[Orrery, meanwhile, is letting out a baffled whirring sound. She's not used to having arms or being so big, and apparently she generates JUST enough heat to slowly melt snow, then get stuck when she touches something colder and it refreezes. Like someone licking a metal pole. But she only has one arm stuck, and surely she can use the other one to lever herself free?]
[- whoops, no, now she has both of them stuck.]
[B]
[Or maybe it's a bit later, and Loop is ducking under the eaves of the Game Corner next to you. Why? To avoid a sudden shower of falling Snoms from the roof! The surprisingly heavy bugs thump into the snow like little icy missiles, whizzing by terrifyingly close.]
[C]
[Or, as the snow has intensified and REALLY started to pile up, you've found yourself completely turned around! (Unless you know exactly where you are, and you're actually looking for someone or something else? Did one of your Pokemon run out into the storm, maybe?)]
[Whatever the reason you're out, it seems like there's a fire flickering in the distance - if you approach, you'll find Loop, shivering and holding their Cyndaquil to their chest. Burnoît, fortunately, seems to have woken up and figured out what Loop wants! The lil guy is flaming a path through the snow.]
[(For once in their life, Loop has returned Orrery to her ball.)]
[Wildcard!]
As usual, happy to figure something else out, just DM or Plurk me!
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[Loop skips over the stuff they got specifically for their Pokemon, and pulls out a crinkly bag of Tropi-yums® plantain chips. They pass some down to Guglhopf, and - feeling their own stomach rumble - shove one into their mouth too.]
[They fed the two Pokemon with them at the convenience store, but Loop hasn't eaten all day...]
Yeah, it was him.
Is that... really what he's called?
[It seems kind of mean-spirited, whether it's a nickname or an actual name. Like someone deciding to call Loop "One-Eye" - which, admittedly, they honestly probably wouldn't care about. (It just doesn't rank on their list of Problems.) But still...]
[Then again, do they really have room to talk? If Siffrin had any idea what "stardust" was about, it would've come off a lot more rude.]
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[Envy just shrugs at the question. After all, his own name was originally intended as a cruelty, but it's his and he wouldn't want a different one. Complex relationships with names are kind of the norm in this house.]
Eh, I don't think he cares much what anyone decides to call him. [So long as it's not the original! He has uh. Learned exactly how touchy that is.] We're from the same world, and that's what most people I knew of called him then. Hasn't told me to quit it, so...
[SO. SHRUG.]
[Envy's stomach chooses that moment to growl too. He had only emerged from warm bed to come down here in search of something to eat because it was dire...blegh. He glances downwards with an odd, somewhat embarrassed grimace, which by the time he looks back up is hidden right away behind a Very Casual and Not Embarrassed By Human Needs expression.]
Anyway. Came to find something that doesn't need power to cook. Did you get anything besides tea?
[It's much less awkward if the wizard is also hungry!]
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[...they don't remember! Typical.]
[But before they can start beating themself up about that, or thinking too hard about Scar's Name Situation, which would lead into thinking too hard about their own Name Situation - Envy mentions cooking. Loop's stomach growls again, and they are fortunately distracted.]
[Loop shakes their head. Just the tea - maybe Scar was planning something else, before he stepped out to... get something? Tell someone? Fetch someone else from outside? Loop isn't sure.]
If you need a fire, I can ask Burnoît if he'll start one up again.
[The Cyndaquil lifts his head upon hearing his name. And yawns.]
[Orrery, meanwhile, reaches over Loop's shoulder and sticks her hand(!!) into the bag to steal a chip. She inspects it curiously.]
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[Envy doesn't realize how much of a shock that is to hear, especially because...oh. Uh. Cooking over an open Pokemon flame...]
[Cooking isn't exactly his strong suit already. He knows how to make like five simple things on the electric stovetop. Cooking over things like campfires is for other travelmates. Envy gives Burnoît a look of semi-open trepidation.]
Just...over the fire? Is that what Scar did for the tea?
[1. of course he would do that 2. that DOES mean it wouldn't automatically burn the house down...]
[Guglhopf looks up at Orrery inspecting her chip, and with a happy 'Pika!' holds one of his up and then takes a demonstrative bite of it. Look! They're good! Have chip!]
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[But she did eat, so she's not all that hungry. She nudges Loop to get them to have another chip.]
Yeah...? How else would you heat up water?
[Loop isn't understanding the problem here. They're definitely no Bonnie - they honestly probably don't know very much more than Envy's five simple things - but they did have to feed themself solo for many years. Sometimes cold sandwiches just don't cut it.]
[Obviously, there are now fancy things like microwaves, but Loop still thinks of those as a weird inn luxury. Fires are just... the default, if you're traveling and don't have access to a stove. And even those have a wood fire inside them.]
[They scritch Burnoît's snout, and the Cyndaquil obligingly rolls onto his stomach and starts to blaze up.]
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Well...I know how to boil water on a fire, anyway! That's easy. Food's different.
[Envy has literally never cooked in the woods by himself. He has made a point to never be alone in the woods long enough to have to, and everyone who's ever been camping with him has known better than to put him in charge of that.]
[Now he's looking over his shoulder in hopes of Scar's miraculous return. The tall man does not appear. Oh, and the Cyndaquil's already on fire...WELP. This is happening now.]
[He does not trust that if he tries to just heat up soup that he's not going to wind up dropping the pot on Burnoît. Something in a pan would be better. Something that cooks fast. Something like...]
I can make grilled cheeses.
[That's a thing he can cook!! He starts going around to the cupboards and fridge to gather ingredients.]
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[Grilled cheeses sound really good right now, actually. Loop is picturing a croque monsieur and is filled with Longing. They miss Vaugardian food.]
[They... are not actually sure if Envy is planning to share the grilled cheeses with them or not, and at this point it's way too awkward to ask. But they're going along with this now. It's fine.]
[They get up and shuffle their chair to the side so that Envy has easier access to the Cooking Surface, carefully avoiding Guglhopf so as not to smack the Pikachu with a chair leg. And also finally remember to keep drinking their tea.]
[(Orrery, helpfully, picks up the bag of chips and follows.)]
[Loop covertly eyes Envy to see how many ingredients he's retrieving. Maybe Envy is gonna make some for everyone in this house, and Loop can get another hint as to how many people live here?]
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[Alchemy is nothing like cooking, but it has ingrained in Envy the importance of getting absolutely everything you need all together before starting. There's just one thing missing: the...metal camping grill thing that he knows they have somewhere. It's probably in the basement. He is not gonna go down there in the dark to dig for it, so...holding the pan over the open flame it is.]
[But the pan needs to already be hot before the sandwiches go in...hm.
If only he could just shift an extra arm this would be easier. He holds the pan out to Loop. They're getting recruited.]Here, you hold this over the fire while I put them together.
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[Loop accepts the pan. Something something go into the menu to equip it to Bonnie...]
[They hold it over Burnoît, trying out a few different heights. It has, truthfully, also been a while since they used a pan... they're heavy things to lug around in a pack. Loop's mostly been roasting stuff over Burnoît on sticks, or getting the Cyndaquil to burn some wood down into coals.]
[Speaking of the Cyndaquil, Burnoît rotates his head up to give the bottom of the pan an exploratory sniff. And then an exploratory lick. How good are people in this house about washing off grease from the bottom of pans? Is it... yummy?]
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[Envy learned how to make these from Henry, so they're nothing fancy but he does know the mayonnaise trick and he does put extra cheese slices in. Once the sandwiches are assembled, he turns to glance back at Loop.]
So...that's probably hot now, right?
[It must be, it's been held on a fire! Envy is already turning the rest of the way, holding one of the sandwiches gingerly by the edges because he doesn't want mayonnaise on his fingers, and moving in the direction of dropping it in. Answer quick!]
calling myself out with this one
[But maybe that's just Burnoît's heat, not the pan itself? They tap the surface extremely quickly to test.]
[Yep! Very toasty!]
[Then they have to yank their hand out of the way before Envy drops a mayonnaise'd sandwich directly onto it. There's a pleasing hiss as the food hits the hot surface.]
yelling
[Doesn't stop him from dropping the sandwich in. One to go!]
Do you normally test it like that?
[He's already fetching the other sandwich as he asks, which it looks like there's juuust enough room for. This one hits the edge of the pan a little on the way in though, the top bread slice going very askew. Whoops. He's quick to nudge it...mostly back into place.]
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They have gloves on, so it's fine, right?]I... don't cook with pans a lot...?
[Answer unclear. Maybe??]
[Second sandwich! Judging by the smell of toasty cheese that immediately starts wafting up from both, they aren't going to take long to be done.]
[Hey Envy: think fast. Did you remember to grab a spatula to flip them?]
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[Which of course he only realizes exactly when it's time to flip the sandwiches.]
[Loop will get to see his face go from normal watching the grilling cheeses to 'uh oh' in a flash, right before he wordlessly scrambles towards the utensil drawer.]
[Where it is dark. He curses under his breath. RIFLING, RIFLING QUICKLY FOR THE SPATULA...when he finds it, he waves it over his head with a crow before hurrying back over.]
Okay, okay hold the pan steady--
[Gonna try to flip the first sandwich!]
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[By the time Envy's returned with the spatula, he will probably have to do the little wiggle at the edge of the first sandwich to get the burnt side unstuck. But it's not too bad yet! Still entirely edible if Envy does manage to flip it over.]
Flip it, flip it!
[Loop is managing to hold it more or less steady! But depending on how aggressive Envy is with that spatula, the pan will end up tilting down a bit.]
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[In his hurry, Envy is a bit aggressive with trying to get the burnt side unstuck. Fire licks up the tilted side, and Envy has to do a panicked spatula maneuver to block the other sandwich from simply sliding down and out of the pan. The half flipped sandwich tilts over on top of it instead of into the pan.]
FUCK okay, okay, there. [This is not Envy's first cooking crisis. A quick nudge later, and the sandwich is sizzling on the metal and he's flipping the second one with less force. At...at least the uncooked mayonnaise wasn't getting smeared on an already cooked side.]
[Grilled cheeses: flipped.]
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[If you have to hold them, it's a lot easier to cook things on sticks.]
Maybe I should've just had Orrery hold it again...
[Orrery gives them an encouraging pat on the shoulder.]
[The sandwiches continue sizzling away. They're almost done!]
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[At least he did remember to get plates already, so there won't be a second mad scramble.]
Ehhh, they're not too bad. Too late to do it different now, anyway.
[It's said with a nonchalant shrug. There are a whole lot of things Envy regrets, but yackety sax burnt grilled cheese isn't one of them, even if the spatula olympics WERE embarrassing. Envy will simply pretend that they weren't! He pauses, and then snickers.]
Could be worse. You could've dropped the pan, I could've grabbed a spaghetti strainer in the dark instead...
[Could've had his homunculus strength and REALLY shoved the edge of the pan down too hard...]
THAT would've been something to see.
[It's time to take the sandwiches out! This time Envy does not press down so hard when he spatulas them out of the pan and onto the waiting plates.]
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[...]
It would've been a pretty brie-f cooking session.
And then we'd have Cheesy Cyndaquil.
[Which Burnoît might not have objected to! Though he's not the most food-motivated of Loop's Pokemon.]
[After Envy retrieves the second sandwich, Loop lifts the pan away from Burnoît, who lets his flame die down and drops his head back onto his front paws. Loop glances around and sidles over to the stovetop to place the pan down, next to the now-cooled kettle.]
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[So he almost doesn't catch the joke until his mouth is already open to respond. Then he freezes for a second, gears turning...and groans dramatically.]
Are you on the Pokemon naming committee?
[He's already picked his plate up and taken it to the nearest kitchen island stool so that he can hop up and take a bite while the cheese is still good and melty. He's not sitting normal, he's what Scar would call perching with one heel fully up on the edge of the chair seat and an elbow resting on that knee. The other leg dangles. He crunches, considering the sandwich quality.]
Hey! Very edible!
meandering in the direction of HOROSCOPES... 👀
[They hop up onto a kitchen island stool themself - one seat away rather than right next to Envy. While they sit a bit more normally than Envy, the stools are much higher than the kitchen chairs, and Loop absently kicks their feet as they start nibbling on the sandwich.]
[Oh! Sure, it's kinda burnt on one side, but...] It's good.
[They tear off some small pieces to toss to Burnoît and Orrery. And also share with Guglhopf. Then the kitchen is just filled with the sounds of chewing.]
[There's just one problem with eating - when everyone's mouths are full, people can't talk to distract you from your thoughts. Loop scans the kitchen island while they munch, looking for something else to focus on.]
[Hmm. A newspaper? They nudge it a bit closer with their elbow, squinting down at it and thinking about a conversation they had on the network a week or two ago.]
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[Envy doesn't object or react particularly to the wizard taking what he'd thought was clear was for them. Why would he just make two sandwiches on two plates for no reason, after all? He does notice the seat of distance--and appreciates the respect for the concept of a personal bubble.]
[He also looks visibly pleased with himself at Loop saying the sandwich was good. Look he's still very proud that he can cook edible food now and also that they didn't burn down the kitchen.]
[Guglhopf is DELIGHTED at the extra bit of sandwich, accepting it with a happy Pika!]
Hm?
[Swallowing his most recent bite of sandwich, Envy decides it's time to be nosy and leans to look at the newspaper.]
See something? Oh, are those the...personality scope things?
[He barely remembers the birthday the 'Gear shows for him from year to year he doesn't tend to look at the horoscope pages.]
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[Which: horoscopes for Pokemon in general make perfect sense, now that they're thinking about it, but basing it on Pokemon species is overwhelming to even think about! That's so many... no wonder there's only twelve printed. How do they pick which twelve, though?]
I thought it'd be based on type.
[In fact, Loop is minsinterpreting what they're seeing.]
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[Envy looks closer at the page, actually curious now, and counts the number of Pokemon. Yep, that's twelve of them, and all with a set of dates written underneath.]
Oh, those've gotta be this world's zodiac. Guess they don't have normal animals to base constellations on, so it makes sense it'd be Pokemon instead. I forgot people used those for fortune telling.
[And he'd never studied the personality part of it at all, or been very interested in doing so. He's also idly wondering now if the symbols match up here, but! Not important right now!]
Why type?
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[Stars and constellations continue to seem like a much more potentially accurate method, even if it's not actually that simple to read the Universe's intentions. But Loop doesn't want to think too hard about that.]
[...they have a sinking suspicion.]
Did people not have types where you came from either?
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