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lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-09-22 05:41 pm
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-09-22 05:41 pm
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[25] [Video/Action for Goldenrod] - "You Leave Philly and Bad Shit Happens"
[VIDEO]
[The flag behind Blake is scorched and askew from where one of his firehorses brushed too close to it. His eyes are dark-rimmed, and have a hint of a wild sheen. No fancy-ass combed hair this time. His beard is dark and thick.]
I tried playing nice.
[There's a bat-like squeak from somewhere offscreen. Yusuke's going away present. He doesn't seem to hear it.]
More people are vanishing off the face of the earth. The wolfkid disappeared the old-fashioned way. No trace of any of them.
[Suddenly, he slams his fist on his desk.]
That's enough!
[He jabs his finger at the screen.]
As of now, I am declaring martial law. You hear me?! Nobody leaves without my permission!
[A violent gesture knocks over a glass in front of him.]
We're on lockdown!
[The video cuts out.]
[ACTION]
[Blake is in his headquarters, prowling back and forth. He can't seem to stay still, and his Pokemon have caught his restlessness. His arcanine is sniffing the air, Steve is pacing and standing on her toes to peer out the windows, his Kingler is scuttling around the old bowling lanes with its legs clack-clacking on the wood floor. There a squeaking and rustle of wings every once in a while as the last damn Zubat out of reach flaps over to a new corner. The only one that seems at rest is a Beautifly perched on top of a bank of lockers.
Blake's tread is hard and heavy. Every once in a while he hisses under his breath,] Bastards.
[[OOC: THE TIME IS NOW. If anybody's looking tohave fun punching an idiot in the head make history by overthrowing Blake's delusion government, now's the opportunity.]]
[The flag behind Blake is scorched and askew from where one of his firehorses brushed too close to it. His eyes are dark-rimmed, and have a hint of a wild sheen. No fancy-ass combed hair this time. His beard is dark and thick.]
I tried playing nice.
[There's a bat-like squeak from somewhere offscreen. Yusuke's going away present. He doesn't seem to hear it.]
More people are vanishing off the face of the earth. The wolfkid disappeared the old-fashioned way. No trace of any of them.
[Suddenly, he slams his fist on his desk.]
That's enough!
[He jabs his finger at the screen.]
As of now, I am declaring martial law. You hear me?! Nobody leaves without my permission!
[A violent gesture knocks over a glass in front of him.]
We're on lockdown!
[The video cuts out.]
[ACTION]
[Blake is in his headquarters, prowling back and forth. He can't seem to stay still, and his Pokemon have caught his restlessness. His arcanine is sniffing the air, Steve is pacing and standing on her toes to peer out the windows, his Kingler is scuttling around the old bowling lanes with its legs clack-clacking on the wood floor. There a squeaking and rustle of wings every once in a while as the last damn Zubat out of reach flaps over to a new corner. The only one that seems at rest is a Beautifly perched on top of a bank of lockers.
Blake's tread is hard and heavy. Every once in a while he hisses under his breath,] Bastards.
[[OOC: THE TIME IS NOW. If anybody's looking to
[Video]
Heh. Well, I won't lie. I've done a lotta smashing in my time here. Windows, plates, peoples' faces...
[But she sobers up again long enough to give him a straightforward look.]
Deciding you knew what was best for everybody no matter what they thought wasn't exactly respecting anyone else.
I know you can be a thoughtful person, but it doesn't exactly come across when you're doing the whole Johto Overlord thing. Y'know? If the only thing people see is some guy on their screen yelling at everyone to do what he says, well... I bet you wouldn't wanna listen either, right?
[She tries a crooked smile, tilting her head a little.]
I'll tell you one thing I respect about you-- you're good at getting back up after taking a hit.
[Video]
[He tries to argue back. There's not much heart in it.] Most of everybody else is kids, criminals, or people who're half nuts. They need somebody with a level head to look out for them.
[The chair creaks as he settles heavily back in it.]
Yeah, well. That'd be somebody else. That's different.
[He knows it isn't quite different enough.
His mouth twitches.]
That's the nicest thing I've heard all day.
[Video]
Everybody is 'somebody else' to somebody else.
[Even if he's raising counterpoints, she can tell he's calmed down a lot.]
It's the truth.
So, what are you gonna do now?
[Video]
Steve has been staying out of the way. She knows when her trainer is moody and needs space. Now she makes her way over, claws clicking on the floor. Blake's hand settles on her head and scratches absently.]
I'll shut this place down, I guess. Hasn't done anybody any good. Maybe we'll go off for a long walk somewhere. We've been hanging around this city too long.
[Video]
A change in scenery'll do you good.
Goldenrod's home, but man, I tell ya, I get antsy when I've been there too long at once.
[Video]
It's been a while since I've just gone out with my dog and beat up monsters.
[He looks down at Steve as he scratches.]
How about that, girl? You feel like taking a walk?
[She may be an intelligent, tough, and dignified being, but the deep fundamental state of being a canine makes her ears twitch hopefully.]
[Video]
[Although she's found herself feeling homesick lately in a way that she never had before. It's weird, and a little surreal.]
[But that doesn't change the fact that A Walk (tm) is probably just what Blake and his critters need.]
I think that's a good idea.
[Video]
[He stands up and starts taking down the flag. In the midst of folding it, he looks back at the screen.]
Thanks, Heather.
[His lip twitches wryly.]
You have a talent for knocking sense into people.
[Video]
Hey, no prob.
It's a hard job, but somebody's gotta do it.