rivalsweetscent: ([Dude] So you say)
rivalsweetscent ([personal profile] rivalsweetscent) wrote2011-07-17 06:02 am

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Hey Lash, that was a pretty neat idea for a party. Hope it was a good time for you! It was every shade of awkward for me. All of the awkward.

But uh... is all that sand still supposed to be here??


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Hey.

... Just wanted to see if everything was okay.

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[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
I am cool about it. I'm glad he's not at this weirdass school where he gets turned to stone and people swap bodies and turn evil and all this fucking unnatural messed up shit.

He's safer not being here. I feel better he's back on Mt. Silver. Okay?

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[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
Just cuz we're cut from the same cloth doesn't mean I'm all like you, Bulba.

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[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't worry about it. Okay?

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[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
...Actually, you know what? Fuck it. Let's go do something. I'm no good like this.

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[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, BE-13.

[DON'T LET CHAR SEE YOU]

YES ACTION

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[The door swings open sharply, and Vinnie bursts into the hallway, not waiting for any sort of doorway smalltalk.]

C'mon. Let's get out of here.

ALL THE ACTIONS

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope.

[Vinnie stuffed his hands into his pockets as he walked.] You wanna go into the city?

CAN YOU HANDLE IT

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-17 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vinnie shrugged, game for anything at this point.]

Sure. Lead the way.

GET READY

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-18 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Vinnie followed the Ivysaur without question, but when they finally arrived at the shop, his eyes widened at the sight of it. (Was this place a well kept secret or what? Wow.) A tiny smile tugged at the edges of his mouth. It seemed like he maybe even relaxed a little.]

Heh. Erika knows her stores...

SHHHHH

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-18 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[A hush of awe washed over Vinnie as he stepped inside. This... well, this was what he wanted his room to look like, if he had his way. The fact that this was a store just amazed him.]

Holy shit.

[Yes, he was quiet. Uncouth, but keeping in low murmurs.]

Re: oops ok

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-07-18 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[I am ready to do this. That is what Vinnie's face was saying. He restrained the starry-eyed look of wonder with an air of determination as he stepped boldly into the thick, deep green.

There were sounds, from somewhere. Distant movements in the leaves. The Venusaur's heart beat faster in his chest; his scent grew stronger in the air.

At least if they got separated, they could find each other by smell. This was starting to seem like a possible scenario.

The sprinklers hidden above them simultaneously gave out a jet of mist, adding to the humidity of the place. They were really going for authenticity here.]

So what are we looking for?