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Room 012 [action for travel group]

_{[It had been a few days since the group had set off for Ecruteak. The photographer had barely made a peep. SO MANY STRANGERS AAAAH. When he wasn't hovering silently around Harry, he'd actually drifted to the very back of the line.]

[He puffed quietly on his cigarette and watched the ground, appearing deep in thought. He only glanced up long enough to make sure he wasn't going to fall off a ledge or trip over a bush.]

[Burger the Glameow wasn't liking this at all. His trainer was quiet, sure, but he wouldn't even play with him! 8c]}

Gl'myooowwww?

_{[Nothin'. Burger bounds ahead and starts to circle the feet of others begging for either attention or for them to fix his unresponsive trainer. WHY COULDN'T ANYONE SEE THAT HE WAS THE BEST GLAMEOW?]}

((OOC: This is for the little gang that's traveling with Heather and Co.! Thread-jacking encouraged!))

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[Harry isn't mentioning the smoking. They're outside and Henry is well.....around a lot of people and Henry. So he'll let the young man hover around him when he likes.

Harry meanwhile is pretty much keeping to himself. Come up and bother him.]

Edited 2011-08-31 02:27 (UTC)

_{[Burger bounds up to Harry and winds between his feet, mewling pitifully. Pay attention to hiiiiim. DB HE JUST MIGHT DIE.]}

[Hi yeah there kitty. He'll lean down to pat Burger.]

Hey there little guy.

_{[OH, GOD, YOU ARE THE BEST TALL BOOK-CARRYING HUMAN.]

[Burger stands on his back legs and squeezes his eyes shut. Best pats ever. Yissssss brb trying to climb you now.]}

[He's fine with that. Cat's don't freak him out like dogs do.]

_{[BOOK LOVING HUMAN YOU ARE THE BEST.]

[Burger settles on Harry's shoulder and curls his long tail around the man's neck to stay stable. And who doesn't like neck warmers, really? X) Prrrrrrrrr]}

[It's like a fuzzy scarf, pats Burger as he perches there.]

[A piece of advice: Henry might want to glance up a bit in order to avoid fate much worse than meeting his end from the figurative hands of ledges or bushes -- namely, walking right into Crow, who is currently standing in his way, hands on his hips and a determined (somewhat irritated?) look on his face. Clearly he does not approve of the continuous silence on the man's end and is on a quest to end it once and for all, come hell or high water!]

Oi, Earth to Henry! [Yeah, at least he knows his name.] You still with us?

_{[Henry just...walks right into Crow and almost drops his smoke. He grunts a little and stumbles back. DB AAAAAH AHH PERSON play it cool, Townshend. So cool. Oh, God.]}

Sorry, yeah. I was just thinking.

[WHOA MAN pay attention next time, okay? He may be short, but he kinda expected him to notice a person standing right in front of him! The end result is Crow almost falling back but thankfully regaining his balance in time and now giving Henry a questioning look.]

... You've been thinking for the past week or so?

_{[ WHU OH Crow has you there, Henry. No, you can't pretend to be a stump, you actually have to speak.]}

I have a lot to think about.

[FIGHT] [ITEM]
[PKMN] -> [RUN]

_{[Henry attempts to skirt around Crow.]}

[Oh wow it's like dealing with one of his adoptive brothers again. Never the one to be put off by mere social awkwardness, Crow simply follows Henry! YOU'RE NOT GONNA GET RID OF HIM SO EASILY, OH NO.]

Yeah? Like what?

[COULDN'T ESCAPE]

_{[Somehow Henry didn't fathom this happening. NOW HE HAS PEOPLE IN FRONT OF HIM.AND BEHIND HIM. OH GOD WHY.]}

Stuff.

_{[That's not going to fly, Henry.]}

Monsters and stuff. Home. Killing gods and things like that.

_{[As one does.]}

I'm sort of hungry.

[Crow immediately freezes at that comment, gawking at the man. Then he sort of realizes he's done that, too, so it becomes less of a "DOING WHAT?!" kind of surprise and more of a "what, there too?" one.

Not sure whether he should ask if the guy's insane or inform him they share interests, he settles for the best option:]

... I have sandwiches if ya want one.

[Clearly this is the marking of a beautiful friendship.]

_{[Henry actually stops walking and gives Crow a funny look. He liked sandwiches...but then Crow would talk at him more.]

[But...it was starting to seem like not such a bad thing. Crow hadn't insulted him yet. Or put him in a headlock.]

[WAT DO?]}

.......Okay.

_{[Not very specific, but it's all he's got!]}

[SUCCESS we have established some sort of connection! It can only go better from now on, right?

He searches through the contents of his bag and finally fishes out several sandwiches wrapped in paper. He hands one of them to Henry with a grin on his face.]

Aha! Here ya go!

_{[HENRYS IN THE MIST WITH YOUR HOST: CROW HOGAN.]

[After hesitating, Henry accepts one of the sandwiches and starts unwrapping it. It is not a bomb and therefore delicious.]}

Thank you..._{[Wait, who WAS this guy even?]} What's your name?

[Let's just hope it stays that way!

... and no, he would not give you a bomb DUDE YOU'RE PARANOID.]

The name's Crow Hogan! And you're Henry, right? [That's what Heather told him. She's also mentioned his... weird social behavior, hence it's not as much of an astonishment as it would have been without warning.]

_{[If they had been in ANY other world, Henry would have simply thought, 'oh, hey, that's a pretty cool name.' but since he had previously spoken to a person who used to be a pony and a TRANSFORMER, he couldn't help but ask.]}

Were you a bird before?

[... And with this question, Henry probably wins the title of the Weirdest Person Crow's Ever Met! Seriously, WHAT.]

... 'Course not! The hell gave you that idea?

_Sorry!

I just-- well, I've met a pony and a robot so far and Crow's a different sort of name.

... Oh. Right, the ponies. [He's met one, too. And robots, back home. Looks like they have more in common than they thought!

--Wait a minute, is Henry questioning his naming skills 8I]

Nah, I ain't like 'em. I'm 100% human, honest!

_{[Henry actually gives Crow a SUSPICIOUS SQUINT as he chews his sammich...then decides to accept that.]}

Cool.

_{[Traveling through the woods can be a bit tedious when there's nothing to ride on... last time, Heather had Solid. And then there was the bus.]

[This time? The pace is such that it's okay to let the Pokemon out to tag along.]

[... But the rest of the group might regret the fact that Heather let HERS out.]

[Because Cujo sees kitty.]

[Cujo CHASES kitty.]

[RIGHT NOW.]}

_{[ 8C Burger is pawing at people's feet and mewing sadly until a horrible orange BLUR appears.]

[8c?]

[DB< YOU. WE MEET AGAIN.]}

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT

_{[Burger tries to run with three legs and swat at Cujo's nose at the same time GTFO STUPID ORANGE THING I HATE YOU I AM THE BEST GLAMEOW]}

_{[BUT I AM THE BEST DOG]

[AREN'T I A GOOD DOG?]

[OF COURSE I'M A GOOD DOG]

[EVERYBODY LOVES ME]

[BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK oh hey this leaf smells like poo BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK]

[Heather watches the chaos unfold and just sort of... rubs her temples before calling over to Henry.]}

Hey, Henry, want me to call my dog off? He's harassing your cat thing.

_{[Burger skitters across the path a few times before whipping around and trying to attach himself to Cujo's face. He knows he can't strangle him with his tail but HE SURE AS HELL TRIES. D%< SCRAAOOOWWWWW]}

Um.

_{[Henry cringes a little but doesn't look too worried. At least Burger wasn't bothering other people and they weren't bothering HIM.]}

It's okay.

... All right. If you don't mind.

_{[Cujo wouldn't hurt the cat, she knows, but... she's a little more worried about it being the other way around.]

[... Especially since what happens is basically this.]}

_{[DB< BURGER WILL KILL YOUR STOOPID ORANGE ASS. BATTABATTABATTABATTA. YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL HE'S ACTUALLY LARGER THAN A SHOE.]}

I think they'll be okay.

_{[Hopefully by that point, Cujo will be an Arcanine, because otherwise he'd probably die. His self-preservation instincts have always been mysteriously absent.]}

... Yeah. Cooj thinks they're playing.

_{[And he did.]}

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