Hitsugaya Toushiro (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
freezetheskies) wrote2011-09-01 09:39 pm
freezetheskies) wrote2011-09-01 09:39 pm
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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.]
[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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[Yes he misses her, no he won't say it aloud. He'll just keep on limping on. Not much choice otherwise, after all.]
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[ She is able to understand what a tsun taichou really means |D ]
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[Cause he doesn't like being stuck in hospitals, you know? It's part of the tsun thing. Hates people fussing over him. And who said he was worried? Really, Matsumoto...
And, hey, Pokémon Center! ...The nurses are going to either kill him for giving them this much work on one person or they're going to lock him inside for looking like a child and getting so banged up. This is...not gonna be fun. Hence why he stopped all of a sudden.]
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But she's still worried, so she'll leave the decision to hang up to him. ]
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[Is he speaking from experience? ...Maybe but not in the way she's likely to think. Also, have a sigh.]
I'll call you when they let me out.
[Said as he steps inside, just in time for Matsumoto to see a couple nurses practically descend on him. Aaand, before he can change his mind to handle this himself--yep. End feed.]