freezetheskies: (zen mode)
action cut; Outskirts of Saffron. )

Is anyone else having trouble controlling these abilities we seem to have received?
freezetheskies: (sleeping)
[Morning, Johto. Hope you enjoy loud noises from feeds that had been silent as the grave for the past week, because that's what you're getting as a wake up call from this one. It's hard to tell why, exactly, for a few moments because of just how fast it's moving, but it's pretty obvious it just got knocked off the nightstand next to the bed in a Pokemon Center.

By who? Well, that's pretty obvious when the camera stablizes a moment later and shows the owner of the gear on his knees on the ground, clutching at his right shoulder as he breathes hard and stares at something only he can see with wide eyes. It takes him a little to get his breathing back under control and push himself up to sit, but he doesn't get far before his Arcanine is there, putting her head onto his lap and letting him bury his face in her fur with nary a sound. He doesn't seem to have realized his thrashing kicked the gear on, because it times out to that scene a few minutes later without him saying a word.]


[Private Text to: Nanao Ise]
You were wrong. It was my fault.
freezetheskies: (losing the will)
--Get back here!

[Evening, Johto. Enjoy your view of the inside of a mouth. No, not a human one. It's most definitely canine, and a very large canine indeed. A very large canine who's running, right up until there's the sound of a collision and it yelps, the feed tumbling end over end until it comes to rest and abruptly shows Hitsugaya and his now Arcanine-Hina in a messy heap by the tall grass on the route just east of Violet. Both are covered in twigs, leaves, and dirt from that collision, but Hitsugaya doesn't seem to care and he just sighs at her.]

I thought you'd have outgrown this by now.

[Hina barks, happily licking his face before she stops suddenly, ears pricked upwards like a cat seconds before she starts to growl at the grass. Hitsugaya stands with her, dwarfed by her massive size, but before he can say anything, there's a rather loud hiss and something purple latches onto his leg, sending him toppling over onto his back. It's hard to make out exactly what that was, considering how fast it slithers back into the grass, but Hina...doesn't care. She's charging after it without a care in the world, leaving her trainer to call after her, sitting up quickly.]

Hina!

[He moves to get up and chase after her, but he's fallen over again, having trouble just staying sitting up, forget standing. He's practically got his face in the dirt, one hand reaching back for the two small holes in his calf that are already discolored and leaking blood into the leg of his pants, but he can't quite reach as Hina comes back from the grass and pads to his side, looking no worse for the wear. She sniffs at his leg a bit, whimpering faintly, before she simply steps forward and grabs the back of his shirt between her teeth. He can't even protest before she's picked him up like a wayward puppy and has set off back towards town, leaving the gear behind. Find them on the way? You may just get bowled over by a very concerned, very maternal, very protective Arcanine. Her puppy.

Even if he's human.]

{ooc: video/text replies ICly delayed by about half an hour. Arcanines really don't care about the gears they just stole.}
freezetheskies: (fond smile)
[So, anyone around him may have noticed Hitsugaya suddenly go rigid then disappear not long after that flash of light yesterday, but there was no trace of him after. Not until now, anyway, where he's standing just outside of...a city. Somewhere. Hard to say where, exactly, what with all the snow everywhere. Snow that, despite it being rather deep, he's standing on top of like he doesn't weigh a thing. Judging from the light clothing, he doesn't seem to care about the cold, either.

No, he only seems to care about the sudden roar from overhead, one that sounds like a very loud, very angry creature that can easily be seen. It seems to be some kind of dragon made of ice, 30 to 40 feet long and just charging down from the skies like a bolt of lightning, but Hitsugaya doesn't move. If anything, it looks almost as if he was expecting this, and the ice that's slowly building on the trees around them. He just stays where he's standing even while the dragon makes a "landing" and coils around him like a giant snake, right up until it moves it's head within reach of his palm and he reaches up to it with...yeah. That's a smile
alright. A very rare one that shows no signs of going anywhere.

Strange, what a little ice and familiar company can bring, isn't it?]
freezetheskies: (in a hurry)
[Good evening, Cherrygrove. There's a midget on your beach, enjoying the rather brisk night while his Psyduck waddles about in the surf. Seems someone is either having some trouble sleeping or, like at home, just doesn't sleep. So, what better place to be when you can't sleep than at the ocean?

...even if it means rescuing your ridiculous Psyduck from three inches of water when he gets bowled over by a forceful wave.]

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