prank #6 | text/action for rose

[ghostytrainer]

[John returned to the hotel later that day after a particularly...interesting training session. At least Flighty Broad had managed to gain a few levels, even though she still didn't seem to keen on responding to Rose.]

[But that's okay, they could work on that later. Now it was time to go visit the real Rose. Standing in the lobby, he tried typing out a message while holding Casey. This proved difficult not only because of how physically awkward it was, but also because Casey seemed to want to push all the pretty buttons on the pokégear.]

No. Stop that. Bun! No...Casey! Buneary! Caseeeyyy!!!

[They spend precisely five minutes on this nonsense. Eventually he manages to send his message though.]

okay i'm back at the hotel.
so...where's your room?

Comments

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

Maybe. That sounds kind of nice. But Jade isn't nearly as wary of Dave as I am, and who knows how often she would just let him waltz into the room.

[[Nod nod.]]

Positive. But if you have somewhere to be, don't let me keep you.

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

Sounds to me like you've got something you reeeaaally don't want Dave seeing. Hmm?

[Chuckle. No but seriously...]

I don't have anywhere to be, don't worry about that. I just don't want to keep you awake when you obviously want to sleep.

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I do, and I do not wish for you to see it either before you get any ideas.

And I do not want to sleep, John. Not me personally. Though I know I am dozing off.

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

I wasn't planning on it, unlike Dave I understand the concept of privacy. [Eye roll.]

Yeah, you are. You can barely keep your eyes open. [He laughs, you can be really cute sometimes Rose. Wait, what? Errr...]

So...why don't you want to sleep?

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I just. Feel like I'm wasting this time. I could be doing something constructive or useful, but instead I am drowsy and useless. It's frustrating.

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

You're not useless, you're sick so you shouldn't be frustrated about any of this. What constructive and useful things could you be doing if you weren't sick though?

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

Training my Pokemon. Catching up with everyone. I'm so behind.

[[Sigh.]]

Making sure everyone is prepared for the trip to Azalea when we finally go, or working for a job. If I don't get better soon, I am not sure what I will do...

(1/2)

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

You'll be better in no time! And you're not that far behind, especially considering that you were the last one to get here. I'm sure if we had all arrived at the same time, you'd be running circles around all of us. [He puts on his ~encouraging~ smile.]

(2/2)

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[And then he looks concerned again.]

But you know, you don't have to worry about us all so much. You'll just end up stressing yourself out if you keep that up.

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

...I suppose you are right about the worrying. I will try to cease from doing such a thing.

[[Tilting her head back, she yawns again, closing her eyes.]]

Just remember to lock the door when you leave. If you are really so insistent on leaving.

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

Good.

[SAD FACE!]

I'm not insistent, I just don't want to bother you. But...you should probably go sleep in your actual bed. These couches aren't exactly the most comfortable thing to sleep on.

[Even in pull-out bed mode. Next city, he's demanding that he and Dave get a two-bedroom. This Pull-out sofabed shit was just not cutting it.]

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I am not sure if I am up for moving. I struggled enough with getting up to unlock the door.

why did i use that icon in the last one...i need to sleep...

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, the nervous fidgets are back!]

I can help you if you want? I'm not kidding, you'll feel even worse tomorrow if you sleep on this thing.

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

[[Considering the offer, she sighs and carefully unfurls, placing the Buneary and Eevee on to the couch.]]

Are you sure?

[[Still though, she pushes herself to her feet, stumbling slightly.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

Yeah I'm su--woah!

[He reaches forward in an attempt to prevent her from taking a very nasty spill. just like in the movies!]

[usedtherapy.livejournal.com]

[[Steadying herself with his help, she sighs.]]

See?

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

See what?

[Awkwardly, he drapes her over his shoulder, grabbing one of her wrists and putting his other arm around her waist.]

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I'm not that coordinated right now.

[[She holds on, letting him guide her to her room.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm coordinated enough for both of us! So it's fine!

[He laughs, but even so it takes a while for him to guide her to her room. He may have ~amazing~ coordination, but that didn't magically change the fact that he was a scrawny thirteen year old boy and the positioning was kind of awkward.]

[He lead her to her bed, sitting her down on the edge and falling into a sitting position next to her. It was far from graceful, in fact it was more like they flopped into a sitting position, rather than sitting down gracefully.]

See? We made it!

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

[[A soft chuckle was given in response, though even as they sat there she didn't pull away right away. Mostly because she really was starting to fall asleep, and had yet to realize they had reached their destination. He was just so comfy.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[He nudged her gently and tries to get a look at her face without moving too much. It doesn't really work.]

Hey, you're not falling asleep right now are you?

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[[Blink blink.]]

I suppose I am.

[[Sort of sits up, only to lean against him again. She's going to be out like a light soon, John.]]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[Every flustered feeling that he'd completely forgotten about during his efforts to help Rose suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. He was already confused as hell about all this and the fact that it looked like Rose was about to fall asleep on his shoulder wasn't helping any. Shit, what was he supposed to do in this kind of situation?]

Here...just...

[He shifted a bit, repositioning them both so it was easier for him to nudge her into laying down on the bed. He stood up and walked back into the den, returning a few moments later with her Eevee, setting it down on the bed next to Rose.]

Um...

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

[[Rose watches him a moment before yawning, pulling the Eevee close.]]

Thank you, John.

[heirconditioner.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[He scratches the back of his head and rocks back onto his heels a bit.]

Get some rest, alright? I'll stop by and check on you tomorrow if you want.

[therapeuticguns.livejournal.com]

I believe I would enjoy that if you did.

[[Smile smile. Too bad she doesn't do this when well, huh?]]

Good night John.

[heirconditioner.livejournal.com]

Uh...n-night!

[He waves and then turns on his heel and marches right on out of there, scooping Casey up on the way out (she looks pretty sad to be leaving so soon). Once her door is safely closed behind him, he leans against it and exhales nervously.]

Did she just say...was that a...a smile? What...ohmygoditouchedherwaist.

Buneary!

[He seriously considered pulling out his pokégear and giving Karkat a call (he had said that he could ask anything), but ultimately decided against it. This was just too much to think about right now.]

[He sighed, pushed himself off of her door and made his way back to his room, head spinning. He really hoped Karkat wasn't going to bring any of this up tomorrow, though somehow doubted that would happen.]