ghostytrainer | prank #21 | action for violet city/video

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prank #21 | action for violet city/video

[Action for anywhere in Violet City; Around noon]

[Hello Violet city. Having a nice day? Say, have you ever seen a seven foot tall ghost before? No? Well today's your lucky day then, because there's one (a Dusknoir to be exact) floating down the street this very moment. Should you happen to be walking toward this lazily floating spectre, you might not notice anything odd at first. Though if you look at its "collar" you'll see a set of human hands grasping each side of it.]

[Strange.]

[If you stand still and continue watching, letting the ghost float past you, however, the hands will make sense as you will be greeted with the following sight:]

[Yes, this is apparently the Dusknoir equivalent of a piggyback ride, and John is having the time of his life...even though it really isn't moving any faster than he could walk on his own. In fact, it might actually be moving slower.]

[Approach? He'll just be floating around for a while and doesn't appear to be too terribly busy.]

[Video Transmission; some time later...probably about 30 minutes to an hour.]

[When the feed clicks on, the image is very dark. Like, really dark. The only thing you can actually, sort-of see is John's face. And that's only because the dim light of the pokegear screen is reflecting off of his face. It's causing some major glare issues with his glasses, so you can't really see his eyes. However, he has what is quite possibly the biggest, most excited, grin ever on his face.]

Hey, did anyone know that the zig-zag pattern on Dusknoir's body is actually some kind of mouth? [A stifled, giggling noise.] Guess where I am right now?

[The feed clicks off.]

((ooc: Since the second one can technically also be action, please specify which scenario you're doing if you're going the action route. Thanks! :D))

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[A single bobbing of their entwined pinkies. There, you just shook on it, Rose. John is holding you to your word. Pinkie swears are serious business, okay?]

As is a lady who respects just how important such an unbreakable vow is. Surely she is the most worthy. Also the most beautiful and elegant, but that's another matter entirely and has nothing to do with pinky swears.

[[Glancing oh-so-shyly away, she places a free hand to her chest and laughs softly again.]]

My, my. You have such a way with your insinuations, Mister Egbert. I am positively flattered. Unless of course, there was another lady in which you were speaking of.

Another lady? Never. It pains me to think that you would even entertain such an idea, Rose. The notion is simply absurd! [He turns his head away, placing the back of his palm to his forehead, looking distraught.] I didn't even mean what I said as mere flattery! Those were true, heartfelt words of sincerity, Rose.

[SOB SOB.]

[[Okay, remember when she was 'swooning' earlier? And how a moment ago she looked oh so 'shy'? Those were both in jest.

This blush? Not so.]]

...my apologies, John. I merely do not receive such kind words often enough to become adjusted to hearing them. You do forgive for such foolish thoughts, don't you?

[A small grin spreads across his face as he turns to look at her again, hand falling slightly away from his face.]

Of course I forgive you. Though this means that I will now have to take on the additional duty of adjusting you to kind words. It's okay though, I am sure that I can both that and protect your somber reputation, have no fear.

[Just a head's up, Rose. You're going to be getting and texts from John every day now. Plus a few other random ones such as throughout the day.]

I'm relieved, though you most certainly are held accountable for no such thing. I appreciate the gesture, but truly you don't have to.

[[Oh god.]]

Nope! Too late, I have made up my mind! I have to and I am going to.

[Prepare yourself.]

[[Sighing, she leans against his shoulder a bit once more, closing her eyes.]]

If you insist.

[[Don't mind her now. She's just going to enjoy the ride back.]]

Yup. Sure do.

[He doesn't mind at all. In fact, he might lean his own head against hers a little bit while he stares out of Elliot's mouth and thinks about how lucky he is and how wonderful Rose is. Maybe give Guile a few absentminded strokes. Today is a very good day.]

[[And neither she nor Guile minds the treatment in turn. Though Rose might just be dozing off a little. This is very pleasant, and she still has trouble sleeping after all.]]

[John, on the other hand, is doing his best not to doze off. Because this really is quite nice. And not only that, but even though it's slightly cooler in here than it is outside, it's still kind of warm. And when John gets warm and comfortable...]

[Yeah, he's fighting against his eyelids right now. Stay open, dammit. Fortunately, he emerges from the battle victorious as they reach the hotel. Take that, eyelids!]

[He shifts a bit, sitting up as he gives Rose a small nudge to the shoulder.]

Hey, we're back.

Mmm...[[With a yawn, she sits up a little, peering out at the hotel.]] So we are.

[[Carefully, she nudges Elliot's mouth open a bit and slips out, turning to wait for her companions to follow.

...ugh. This sun. Wretched thing.]]

[Picking up Guile, he slides out of Elliot's mouth and then sets her gently on the ground before turning back to the ghost.]

Thanks, Elliot. [He holds up a hand, palm flat towards the Dusknoir, who stares at it for a few minutes before holding up a giant hand of his own. He's not exactly sure why he's doing this, but his master seemed to want him to mimic the gesture. The reason behind it becomes quickly apparent as John gives his pokemon a high-five, grinning at him. John then holds up a pokéball.] Ready to go inside? Or do you want to hang out outside the window for a while?

[The Dusknoir responds by pressing the button on the pokéball with one flat finger, disappearing inside it. Apparently that was really all there was to say on the matter.]

Alright then. [John turns to Rose and offers her his arm.] Shall we, my lady?

[[With a pleasant smile, she gladly accepts, link her elbow with his.]]

After you, my inamorato.

Haha...your what? [He scratches the side of his face as he guides her inside the hotel.] Rose, I don't speak French but I am hoping that whatever you just said was something good.

[[Laughing softly, she shakes her head as she happily walks beside him, patting his hand a little.]] While I do speak some French, mon chéri, that was not French.

Oh. Heh, oops. [Bit of a sheepish blush.] What was it, then?

It's simple English, John. It means "a man who is loved".

Wait, that was English? That didn't sound like English. [Punching the button for the elevator now.] But I like what it means.

Indeed it was. There are many words that are English, but don't sound as such. This mostly comes from the fact that our words are drawn from other languages, such as Latin.

Specifically, inamorato comes from the Italian word of the exact same sound, innamorato, which means both "in love with" or "boyfriend".

[[Humming lightly as the elevator arrives and the doors open, she steps inside, pulling him along with her.]]

Have I ever told you how smart you are? Because you're really smart.

[Wheeee elevator ride.]

Not so much smart as well-studied, John. You could know such things too if you took the time to look into it.

[Shrug.] Maybe. I still think you're really smart though. The smartest person I know, actually.

Well I am flattered you think so then. [[She fidgets a moment, seemingly fighting with herself on something, before the elevator comes to a stop and the door opens. Sighing quietly, she tugs him out the door and down the hall.]]

Hopefully I can continue impressing you then.

[Aaand following, wheeeee.]

I am sure that you will. You could pretty much just stand there and breathe and it would impress me. That's how impressive you are.

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