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oo2 [Video/Action for Goldenrod] {backdated to sunset}

--can't believe this...where's that map...

[Evening, Johto. It's about sunset as the video comes on, though it's pretty much by total accident. The owner of this gear, one obviously rumpled and tired Toushiro Hitsugaya, doesn't even notice the thing is recording as he tries to get the map from his bag. Of course, it's useless in the back alleys of Goldenrod, which is where he appears to, and judging from the expression on the face of his Golduck standing behind him, they're lost.

Yep. His sense of direction in a town this large that he's never been to, is absolute crap and he knows it if the expression on his face says anything about that.]

We'll have to turn back. Come on.

[He turns to leave the alleyway and retrace their steps, Golduck right behind him and the flashes of orange fur at his ankle showing his Growlithe is right at his side. But then the puppy stops suddenly, turning to the entrance of another alleyway that the sun is just shining through, growls, and darts into it before her trainer can grab her.]

Hey---tch.

[He chases after his Growlithe, only to stop when he gets halfway to her and appears to see something from the corner of his eye. He turns his head, but before either he or anyone watching can see what caught his attention, a cream streak darts out from the shadows and his Growlithe starts barking again.

Of course, it's too late to do anything about that, and Hitsugaya loses his footing as the streak, obviously some kind of quadrupedal pokémon, lashes out at his face. The gear goes flying from his hand and skitters across the ground, turning off upon impact with something but not before there's a tremendous crash, the sound of breaking glass, and a surprised cry from the young man in the alley. Seems trouble follows him wherever he goes.]

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[More like halfway on the ground, attempting to stand whilst ignoring all his scrapes and scratched cheek. Not that he's having much luck doing it alone since he can't put much weight on his left foot, but he's trying.

Even if he has to accept his Golduck's help to just stay up at first, looking over at her. Nothing to see here, you know.]

That's because you do, Ise. You're the one who ended up in the wheelchair, remember?

{Looking him over - wow, he's a mess. Travel-worn and now attacked by a stray Meowth.}

Well, at least I don't make a habit of getting completely lost on a regular basis.

{And wheeling over closer - mother instincts activate!}

Did you fall on glass?

[Nothing some sleep and a cold shower won't fix. ...And maybe some bandages.]

I would hope you don't. You've gotten into enough trouble as it is.

[A master of deflecting topics? Quite possibly. For now, however, he'll just be looking back at that trash heap. Hard to say what was in there, but there are some sharp edges here and here.]

Some, I think.

I have my very own psychic GPS. {Jerking a thumb at Kiyone, who frowns. :T Masterrrrr why you demean me.}

Trust me, I'm planning on doing nothing weird until well after New Year's.

{Squinting down at his left foot and ankle.}

Well, you must have. You're bleeding.

[A look over at Kiyone while Golduck quacks a greeting, before he nods at Nanao. He's fine. Really.]

I'll hold you to that.

[Or fish her out of trouble, if he can. Right now, however, he's just dusting himself off and limping forward. He kinda wants out of the alley now.]

It's nothing to worry about. I've survived worse.

{This is a hand on her heart.}

Lieutenant's promise.

{Looking at that limp... and scowling, she reaches out and pulls him onto her lap WHOOPS SORRY.}

You're only going to make it worse by walking on it. Even you know that. So just stay sitting, and we'll get this done with a minimum of fuss.

{Keeping an arm around his waist to keep him there.}

[This is him taking that for what it is and still attempting to walk past, right up until she pulls him down and he makes a sound that's a rather undignified sputter instead of words or anything coherant. Why?

Because this is just embarrassing and ridiculous and unnecessary and---and his Growlithe is whimpering and trying to get up there with him before he can even say anything. It's enough to get him to cancel any plans of struggling this time, though he's still tense about it even as Golduck plunks the fire-puppy down on his lap and he's forced to hold still. This is why he hates letting others see him hurt; everyone makes a fuss about it.]

Fine. Let's just get this over with.

{She laughs quietly at that splutter, and leans her head briefly against the back of his neck. Her other hand scritches behind the puppy's ears a few times, before both hands go back to the wheels, and start wheeling them out of there.}

{As far as she's concerned, he's just another one of her not!children at the moment, and so he'll be treated as such - awkward moments such as this just come as standard.}

As you wish, Hitsugaya-san. Besides, how many days have you been walking?

{Never mind that she can't actually see where she's going. She's got Kiyone to be her eyes.}

[Awkward moments just come standard and he'll have to get used to it, won't he? Well, he will eventually, but for now he'll just hold still and keep his far too curious Growlithe from jumping off the edge to examine more stray Meowth.]

Since I got back. I didn't stop for long in Cherrygrove or Violet.

[Yeeep. He's been walking practically non-stop for almost three weeks. No wonder he looks so worn out, though he doesn't seem to care, really.

And if Kiyone's her eyes, Golduck is her rear guard; nothing's getting past him when he's around!]

{They've left the side strets and are rolling down the main boulevard of Goldenrod - if Nanao is tired, she certainly doesn't sound like it.}

That's certainly impressive - I don't think I'd be able to do such a thing.

{Poor little shota - and ow, that was a definite bump}

{Together they are the best bodyguards in all of Johto!}

[She might not sound it, but the moment they get to the Center, he isn't getting back on her lap. He'll just limp to the hotel or something afterwards.]

You'd be surprised what you might be capable of, Ise. Especially if you're driven by something.

[Okay, ouch. Whoever paved these streets is getting a Growlithe to bite their ankles if icy shota here ever finds 'em.]

[The best bodyguards in all the worlds, even! No alley cats with a taste for blood have followed them out, at least. People will look at them because they're certainly one odd looking procession.]

{ >:C oh no you don't. You're coming back with her. Where she can keep an eye on you.}

...I suppose you're right.

{And turning a corner sloooowly - the last thing she wants to do is tip over.}

{Good Pokemon, best frands! 'A' And she'll just glance over at them. Y u judgin'?}

[Yes, well, hotel or Nanao-House, either way, he's not letting her carry him again. It's just that simple. He can limp! ...or the nurses can force him to use crutches. Whatever happens first.]

If your captain showed up here, can you honestly say you wouldn't get to him as fast as you could?

[Just...subtly leaning his weight in the direction opposite that they're turning. Counterbalance and all that!

Aaaand now they're looking away. Could be due to either Golduck's hissing or Nanao's looks, but still. No more judgin'!]

{Awwww.... But nah, the nurses will probably force crutches upon him.}

I would - unless he ordered me not to.

{She notices that, and appreciates it muchly.}

{She nods, and turns another corner, and oh look, the Pokemon Center's within sight!}

[Oh, that's a given. He's kind of expecting it to happen, really.]

And I doubt it would take you the entire month to get back down to New Bark if he didn't order you to stay put.

[He wouldn't be surprised if it took only two weeks, at that point.

And, yay, pokémon center! ...sort of. He really doesn't care much for hospitals or healer's wards, and it probably shows on his face as they get closer. The nurses are gonna kill him, aren't they?]

Heh. Try two weeks.

{Yep, she read his mind.}

{...she's not going to see him for two hours. Dems NPC nurses be thorough.}

Exactly my point.

[She's good at that, really.

Thorough and already on their way over the second Nanao gets them inside the door. Like sharks to fresh blood in the water, really.]

...You might not want to wait here, Ise. I doubt it'll be quick.

Taichou, if there's anything I do have, it's time. I'll be here when you get out.

{She's had a while to practise it.}

{And she will relinquish him to them, and wheel over to a slightly out of the way spot to wait for him.}

[There is that, to be sure.

And hopefully she's got plenty of time, because it's nearly an hour and a half before he finally reappears, hobbling on crutches with one nurse behind him, telling him how to care for that ankle and making sure he minds the bandages. Because there are a lot of those, and if the look on her face is anything to go by, the nurse doesn't want to see him back in here till they're no longer needed. They've enough patients as it is, after all.

When she finally finishes and returns to whatever she'd been doing before hand, Hitsugaya will just be hobbling over, seemingly in a hurry to leave the building. Yeeep. Someone wants out. Badly.]

{She wheels forward to meet him, but changes her mind after seeing his face, and wheels out of the building instead.}

Do you want to go to the hotel or my house?

[He doesn't answer right away, instead choosing to lean against the wall just outside the doors as he checks something in his bag. It's also seen better days, but his stuff, and money, is still inside. Not that there's much of that, but he'd been planning to work the moment he got into town.

Of course, he wasn't expecting to bust an ankle, so...Yeeep. Just like he thought. Not enough for even one night at the hotel. Great.]

....If you still have room and you'll have me, your house would be preferable.

[Otherwise he's marching right onto the route to Ilex Forest and sleeping in a tree. He's done that before.]

{Captain, Ilex Forest is four days away.}

You might have to room with someone - I have two other people staying with me, but it should be okay.

{Looking worriedly at his ankle, and then back at his face, and then down again, and then to Kiyone.}

It's a fair walk - I could have Kiyone teleport us back if it's going to be too much of a strain on your ankle.

[The forest itself, yes. The route there? Not quite. He'll manage.

And, frankly, so long as there's a roof, he's fine with roommates at the moment. What he's not fine with is the idea of teleporting, so he'll just be setting off now. Really, he's fine.]

I'll manage. I'd prefer to learn the way sooner rather than later, anyway.

{You cannot sleep in a tree with a bandaged ankle. :| }

If you're sure, Captain...

{Kiyone shrugs, disappearing back to the house, and Nanao wheels forward and down onto the street proper.}

[Tell that to this guy. He's too stubborn for his own good, really.]

Would I be doing this if I wasn't?

[...rhetorical question, that one; right now he's just waiting for her to lead the way, really. He's not steeling himself for what is most likely a long walk. Absolutely not.]

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