[James receives the image of an extremely excited, wiggly Arcanine in the middle of a forest. ARK ARK ARK! Whoever's point of view this is, their arm throws a huge stick for the Arcanine, which he dutifully leaps up to catch.]
[And then, maybe a little over-enthusiastically, sets it ablaze in his mouth.]
--Ah, Arcanine, be careful...! [Whose voice is that...? Sounds like a twerp.]
[The point of vision swings back and forth, looking for the owner of that voice... Meanwhile, Arcanine wants another stick to throw, and he's not waiting! He jumps forward until he's pounced atop the owner of these eyes, and proceeds to cover the 'camera' with a bunch of slobbery licks.]
Ah-aahhh, you're getting me all slimy...! [The voice half-heartedly whines, a pair of hands reaching up to push Arcanine's face up.]
[Okay, okay- once he can finally get Arcanine off of him (although he's still sitting there patiently, bushy tail wagging as he awaits his next victi-- er, stick), Blue swivels around again, but can still spot no one.]
[Which means... now the view swings down to the pendant hanging against his chest. A hand palms at it.] This thing, again!? ....It keeps contacting people without me even doing anything, what gives!
I'm-- wait, before I tell you, you know what an Arcanine is?
Well, fine. ...I probably shouldn't tell him exactly who I am until I know he's not a weirdo... I'm Blue. Who're you?
[He doesn't seem to have noticed that little thought to himself leak out amongst the others. The view swings up again, as he rummages around the forest underbrush for another large branch to toss for Arcanine.]
[If there was any doubt lingering in James' mind, an Eevee comes wandering into view, dragging a sizable branch behind him. He did it! He found one! Praise him!]
Ah, there's a new stick! Good job, 'vee...! [Enjoy the ensuing POV Eevee-pats, I guess.]
[Arcanine looks up from where he's been savaging the new stick Eevee dragged over, and wags. Apparently Blue's been speaking out loud, and he heard his name.]
[James, having been alone a long time now, feels a flood of nostalgia for his one friend from when he was a kid; an emotion that comes across the crystal.]
Oooh, an Arcanine.
I always wanted one as a tot but my parents wouldn't let me have a Fire Stone. Growlie would have made a magnificent Arcanine.
[The loneliness drifting across the crystal strikes a chord with Blue that he wasn't expecting or guarding himself against, and it reverberates in a rather unpleasantly familiar way.]
[...That's the only reason, he tells himself, that he's bothering to listen to this guy's gushing memories and make any kind of peace offering in return. The only reason.]
...Well, since you're a Growlithe trainer, I guess it would be fine if you wanted to come and meet him. [Arcanine cocks his head and wags again with a sharp, enthusiastic bark.] But you know, an Arcanine is a lot stronger, so it's no wonder your parents wouldn't evolve it when you were little. They don't know their own strength for a while, after they evolve.
How am I assuming the worst? You're the one who asked what the catch was!
...You're sure you're not old...?
[Blue tsks to himself] Whatever, gramps. We're camping out in the forest. If you wanna see him... well, we're usually somewhere north-west of the town.
Don't you start lecturing me too! [Blue groans] ...I'm fine where I am. It's too cramped in the city for my Pokémon. Arcanine need lots of space to run around and exercise, y'know.
[Not to mention Pidgeot and Gyarados, but-- well, he doesn't need to know about that just yet.]
If you follow the lake, you'll find us. [Speaking of Gyarados...]
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[And then, maybe a little over-enthusiastically, sets it ablaze in his mouth.]
--Ah, Arcanine, be careful...! [Whose voice is that...? Sounds like a twerp.]
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[The point of vision swings back and forth, looking for the owner of that voice... Meanwhile, Arcanine wants another stick to throw, and he's not waiting! He jumps forward until he's pounced atop the owner of these eyes, and proceeds to cover the 'camera' with a bunch of slobbery licks.]
Ah-aahhh, you're getting me all slimy...! [The voice half-heartedly whines, a pair of hands reaching up to push Arcanine's face up.]
"voice"
You contacted ME!
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[Okay, okay- once he can finally get Arcanine off of him (although he's still sitting there patiently, bushy tail wagging as he awaits his next victi-- er, stick), Blue swivels around again, but can still spot no one.]
[Which means... now the view swings down to the pendant hanging against his chest. A hand palms at it.] This thing, again!? ....It keeps contacting people without me even doing anything, what gives!
I'm-- wait, before I tell you, you know what an Arcanine is?
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Well, fine. ...I probably shouldn't tell him exactly who I am until I know he's not a weirdo... I'm Blue. Who're you?
[He doesn't seem to have noticed that little thought to himself leak out amongst the others. The view swings up again, as he rummages around the forest underbrush for another large branch to toss for Arcanine.]
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....Are you sure your name is Blue?
I don't know anyone named Blue but your voice is familiar.
...Please don't be another twerp...
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Huh!? Wait, what's that supposed to mean?
[If there was any doubt lingering in James' mind, an Eevee comes wandering into view, dragging a sizable branch behind him. He did it! He found one! Praise him!]
Ah, there's a new stick! Good job, 'vee...! [Enjoy the ensuing POV Eevee-pats, I guess.]
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[Eevee stares back up with a headtilt, like, what is going on up there?]
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...You heard that?
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Sure is a lot of you around here.... this sucks.
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Sounds like something an old man would say! What's wrong, past your prime?
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I'm not too old to smack you!
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[Arcanine looks up from where he's been savaging the new stick Eevee dragged over, and wags. Apparently Blue's been speaking out loud, and he heard his name.]
Rrf...?
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Oooh, an Arcanine.
I always wanted one as a tot but my parents wouldn't let me have a Fire Stone. Growlie would have made a magnificent Arcanine.
Look at how fluffy it is!
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[...That's the only reason, he tells himself, that he's bothering to listen to this guy's gushing memories and make any kind of peace offering in return. The only reason.]
...Well, since you're a Growlithe trainer, I guess it would be fine if you wanted to come and meet him. [Arcanine cocks his head and wags again with a sharp, enthusiastic bark.] But you know, an Arcanine is a lot stronger, so it's no wonder your parents wouldn't evolve it when you were little. They don't know their own strength for a while, after they evolve.
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[Hold a minute, though, it's a twerp...]
What's the catch?
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What’s THAT supposed to mean!? ...The catch is that you’d better not be some kind of dangerous weirdo, duh...
[Was that last part intentional? Hard to say!]
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...You're sure you're not old...?
[Blue tsks to himself] Whatever, gramps. We're camping out in the forest. If you wanna see him... well, we're usually somewhere north-west of the town.
sorry for the wait!
Wait, in the woods?
[He tuts.]
Somehow we always end up in the woods...
You do know this place will give you a home, right?
nooo problemo
[Not to mention Pidgeot and Gyarados, but-- well, he doesn't need to know about that just yet.]
If you follow the lake, you'll find us. [Speaking of Gyarados...]
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