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[The video opens with a sniffle, a hand blocking the camera's view. Anyone watching will hear some soft chirping and a shaky inhale followed by an equally trembling exhale before the lens is uncovered.
Prompto sits slumped in a bench. His red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained cheeks make it clear he's been crying, and his disheveled hair indicates a long night of no sleep - and not for a good reason. He tries to smile, but it's wobbly and his eyes aren't lighting up.]
H-hey guys. [Even his voice is off, choked and tight.]
So, I know this is a shot in the dark. But I'm desperate. Yesterday one of my Pokemon was stolen by a member of Team Rocket. H-his name is - [No, calling him out personally could be dangerous. For Prompto, his team, and his stolen Pokemon.] - not important.
W-what's important is that it's Oleander that got stolen and he's ... he's special. To me. To my team. [He runs a hand through his hair, the other coming up to rub at his eyes because he can feel the tears forming again. Pryna burrows deeper into his lap and peers up at him, nuzzling his stomach and offering what comfort she can.]
We've been lookin' for the Rocket Headquarters all night and most of today. If that's even where Fush - the Rocket who stole him went. But if he's somewhere else, m-maybe one of you will see Olly. He's a blue Meowstic with a white stripe on his back. Uh, he's super shy an' he likes anything speckled an' his original trainer disappeared not too long ago so he's kinda sad right now too.
[Finally looking directly into the camera lens, he finishes his plea.] If you see him, please let me know? Maybe shoot me a text and just tell me where you saw him or somethin' cuz I don't want anyone running into trouble...
T-thanks -- [He leans forward and cuts the video off abruptly, the beginnings of a stifled sob the last sound transmitted.]
Prompto sits slumped in a bench. His red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained cheeks make it clear he's been crying, and his disheveled hair indicates a long night of no sleep - and not for a good reason. He tries to smile, but it's wobbly and his eyes aren't lighting up.]
H-hey guys. [Even his voice is off, choked and tight.]
So, I know this is a shot in the dark. But I'm desperate. Yesterday one of my Pokemon was stolen by a member of Team Rocket. H-his name is - [No, calling him out personally could be dangerous. For Prompto, his team, and his stolen Pokemon.] - not important.
W-what's important is that it's Oleander that got stolen and he's ... he's special. To me. To my team. [He runs a hand through his hair, the other coming up to rub at his eyes because he can feel the tears forming again. Pryna burrows deeper into his lap and peers up at him, nuzzling his stomach and offering what comfort she can.]
We've been lookin' for the Rocket Headquarters all night and most of today. If that's even where Fush - the Rocket who stole him went. But if he's somewhere else, m-maybe one of you will see Olly. He's a blue Meowstic with a white stripe on his back. Uh, he's super shy an' he likes anything speckled an' his original trainer disappeared not too long ago so he's kinda sad right now too.
[Finally looking directly into the camera lens, he finishes his plea.] If you see him, please let me know? Maybe shoot me a text and just tell me where you saw him or somethin' cuz I don't want anyone running into trouble...
T-thanks -- [He leans forward and cuts the video off abruptly, the beginnings of a stifled sob the last sound transmitted.]