lieutenantantichrist | [19] Video/Action for Olivine - "Warm Sun, Cool Ocean Breezes, Getting Ripshit On Ham"

[The camera is pointed at the sky. It's clear for now, though clouds aren't far distant. There's the sound of waves, underlain by clicks and scraping noises very close to the speakers. The screen shifts until it is angled properly to show the one positioning it - a Clauncher. With careful movements of his claws, he makes sure that the Gear is balanced against the rocks behind it. Once he's satisfied, he scuttles backward daintily until he has room to work.

In the background, Blake is visible, wearing swim trunks and reclining on a distant beach chair and soaking in the last of the summer. Now and then an Emolga hops up and drops a Frisbee onto his bare chest, and he tosses it off across the beach again.

The Clauncher has found an expanse of clear sand and a period of time in which he is given no heed, and intends to make the most of both. With a wriggle of his tail to steady himself, he rises up and lifts his claw. A slender stream of water arcs to the ground, forming the shape of graceful cursive letters writ in dampened sand.]

SOS, please hear and heed
I've come from 'neath the sea
Observe misfortune's bitter grasp
See what's befallen me.

I came with brethren plentiful
I know not whence or why
Only that by some mischance
I caught a native's eye.

I am a humble creature; still,
I've pride and dignity
I'll tell you now, I wasn't hatched
For a brute's menagerie.

Won't anyone come lend a hand
Or wing, or pseudopod?
I'll find my way as best I can-
But spirit me from this clod!

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[Kawa doesn't even really try. She's just unbearably cute, and it perplexes the hell out of her trainer.

Speaking of which, Kawa jumps on the buttons a few more times before something else steps into view of the screen. That thing is Veronica. She scoops Kawa up in her arms and looks down at the screen at... is that a pokemon?]

What the...?

[ah, a human appears. The Clauncher waves a claw in acknowledgement before returning to writing on the sand.]

Hello! Your friend presented me
With a series of ciphers arcane
Though I fear I've worked through not a bit-
Hmm, let me think of the first again.

....You can talk.

[Not really, rather the pokemon was writing in the sand, but it was the same basically.]

Even 'cross the barrier
Of tongue, I iterate:
Invertebrate's a badge I bear
But never illiterate.

....Huh.

[Eevee! Kawa cries excitedly. Veronica just looks down at her for a second before looking at the screen.]

Uh, I don't think those are codes. Kawa was just messing with my pokegear.

So Kawa is what that is called
Be that genus, kingdom, phylum?
In any case, perhaps you, miss
Can come grant me asylum.

[...It was sad when a sea creature was more loquacious than Veronica was. She didn't want to think about what that could mean too much.]

Uh, no, that's just her name. I chose it for her.

Asylum, huh? [She gave the pokemon a curious look.] What do you mean by that?

I see, the individual!
A good name it is to know
What I seek is help in fleeing from
The brute who's captured me-

[In the background, Blake sits up on the beach chair and looks around. There's a distant sound: "Where'd my phone go?"]

Uh-oh.

Uh oh?

[She's getting the distinct impression that she knows what's going on here.]

[And Blake tromps over there a lot faster than you'd expect. The Clauncher has barely begun to scuttle away when he's being grabbed by the tail and lifted up into midair. Blake scowls down at the writing.]

Hey! Who you calling a brute?

[He tilts his head for a better look at the words. His scowl deepens and becomes perplexed.]

In fuckin' rhyme?

.....Heh.

[Okay, this was actually pretty funny, in a weird way. She shook her head.]

This Pokémon stole your pokegear, I guess?

[The Clauncher manages to quickly scrawl borrowed on the sand. Blake looks unimpressed.]

Damn it, I just picked this thing up and it's already complaining. I'm letting it run around on the beach, what else does a lobster want?

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