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: (passed out)
[Ocean waves, distant and striking against rock, along with a fairly huffy sigh. Someone doesn't seem happy.]

Unbelievable. Would it kill them to make a more detailed map...

[Hitsugaya is most definitely not happy about where he is, which some people will recognize as deep in Ilex Forest. So deep, in fact, that he's reached the tiny spit of land that is bordered on one side by cliffs overlooking the ocean. Yeah. He's lost and he knows it, an utterly frustrated look on his face as he fiddles with the gear, not knowing the camera came on while he was trying to get the map to show where he actually is.

Unfortunately, he's never going to get to see if it works that way. Something seems to get his attention and his eyes narrow, but the only sound to come from his feed is his Arcanine whining so loud and high pitched that it causes feedback in the speakers. Why'd she whine? Because he just fell to the ground, completely unconcious and not responding to her no matter how much she nudges him or licks his face, and the feed times out.]


[ooc: modly permission for canon update is go! He'll be updating to right after Aizen cuts him down, aka Chapter 393. People in the area are welcome to search the forest for him, but he'll wake up in Azalea Town next Monday regardless.]
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: (didn't want this)
[It's supposed to be a quiet night for Violet City, now that the attack on the Trainer's School has passed, but that quiet is about to shattered by a very loud cry sometime after midnight. It's loudest near the Pokémon Center doors, and anyone who looks in that direction or is nearby will see the cause. It's a Blastoise, one that's looking mighty depressed and rather annoyed at something, though that look is mirrored on Hitsugaya's face. Who would send him one of these in the middle of the night?

That looks stays on his face even as he raises his gear to scan the creature, but when he realizes who's this is, his face falls. He recognizes the trainer ID he's getting in connection to this Blastoise as someone he knows. Someone he never expected to vanish. But isn't it always that way? Aren't the disappearences always sudden and without warning?]


...You idiot.

[Who's he talking to? Hard to say, and the Blastoise soon rumbles off with him in pursuit down various streets and alleys. Good luck running into them in the pitch black night now.

Come morning for those of you in Violet, however, that Blastoise is going to be in the pond near Sprout Tower, and it doesn't appear that he's going anywhere anytime soon, because his new trainer is definitely not moving something that big. At least the Magikarp are still swimming around, though...flopping fish would not help.

For the rest of Johto, there's only this text. Someone has to say it, after all.]


Misaki Ayuzawa has gone home.

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