When you've run into a wall with no place to go

Does anybody have tips on handling a violent electric sheep?

[ He did say he was going to keep it, but there is probably no way he can tame that thing on his own (if at all). He was finally released from the hospital after eleven, long days--an effort to make sure he stays out would be prudent, would it not be?

After all, he enjoys the sun. He's still got bandaids and some gauze, as well as scars, from his accident (attempted slaughter?) last time, but he's outside and under the sun, and it feels great. Armed with book and all the available games on his Pokégear (he needed something to entertain himself with), he's going to sit outside all day and let his Pokémon have their exercise. :|b ]

... After this last week, I don't want to see another ceiling tile in my life.

[ Private to Ken Amada ]
Has Sirius gotten to you safely?

[ Today's is a rare intentional post! Though he doesn't talk immediately. He frowns at the camera for a few seconds, then sighs. ]

Challenging the Goldenrod gym was a bit of a nightmare when it happened. The gym leader in Violet was less...unique... and I guess I'm glad he didn't to put me in a dress, but I take back my words from when I said to someone that a gym leader qualifies if they do their job right.

[ He reaches for something placed next to the gear, and--voila! Guess who won the Zephyr badge just a short while ago? He looks at it, then looks even more disgruntled. Forced into a dress, fake bottomless pits, self-confidence issues and the threat of being Earthquake'd.

And then there had been Falkner.

... Siiiigh. ]

It would be hypocritical of me to say that all he talked about was his father, I suppose.

[ beat. ]

On a different note, in less than a month I'd have been in this world for a year. I've been to a lot of cities, but the only school I've seen teaches only on topics related to Pokémon. How do the people here learn anything else?

[ ooc: the Zephyr Badge is mod-approved! and as it is 2a.m. before school, replies will come tomorrow, uh, afternoon. ]

( Cut for some action. )

[ July 14. 1:13 P.M. ]

[ The audio message reaches the network in the early afternoon, a short, quiet transmission from that bench by the sea. ]

I think there was a number of people she spoke to while she stayed here, so this is a message to anybody who knew her: Franziska von Karma has returned to her world.

[ He doesn't like it. He's scared for her. He's going to miss her and he already misses her. She was family. They were closer here than he was with the younger Franziska back home. It was like losing Gregory all over again. Somehow it hurt more than anybody else whose disappearance he learned of.

He'd been out here for hours now, but he feels no motivation to get up and return to the hotel as of yet. Anybody who comes looking for him, or passes by, will find a grey-haired boy sitting against the railing, his back to the sea, with Pess, Pip, and another, bigger Growlithe--Sirius, the second Pokémon Miles met during his whole time in Johto, and Pip's father--all sitting around him. ]

[ The feed turns on and there is one very upset Plusle. He'd been so excited - so excited! - about returning to Goldenrod and he and Rom and everyone can have fun! But this isn't the time for that anymore, because Goldenrod is the city of sleep for Rem's trainer and his best friend.

He whines, chorused by a small group of Pokémon huddled near a quieter Arcanine. ] Pluus.

[ More sad whining as he turns where he's standing, searching for his trainer. As the camera pans, it becomes clear that the feed is from inside Goldenrod's Pokémon Center, in one of the private wards. Has anybody noticed that - boy - these kids are here a lot? Because they are, and see? There's Miles, standing by the bed. He looks like he's fussing with one of Ken's Pokémon, trying to calm it down, but it's totally not happening it seems. Eventually he settles for letting it curl on the bed as he turns to Remus and takes the camera. ]

I've already heard of a few instances of this happening across Johto. It seems to be different from the week-long comas that were common back in the winter, since he woke up soon after. Does anyone know anything about it?

... Ken is.. acting strange. [ If he could be considered acting at all. He pauses before clicking off the feed. ]

[ Private Audio to Kisa ]

... The room is on the first floor. I thought you might want to visit him.

[ Private Audio to Mitsuru ]

He's not responding at all. I'll try to take care of him - Nurse Joy as well, but she's really busy - but I'm not su--

[ but he's hanging up before he can finish his own sentence. ]

( Cut for background info tl;dr. )

[ Slowly but steadily over the months, Miles Edgeworth has been growing homesick and depressed, and his Pokémon are trying to get him to find something to do. ]

[ The feed opens up today to Miles seated under a tree and looking at the Gear. Oddly enough it's being used properly this time, not another recording by his mischievous Plusle or other Pokémon. Miles has placed the Gear on his bag as a stand and is looking at it - unsurely. Not that this hasn't been his default face for awhile now, but this time he looks almost uncomfortable as he addresses the network. ]

I... I am considering challenging the gym leader in Ecruteak once we reach the city, as my Pokémon have been insistent on this idea for the past few days. [ They've been nagging him nonstop about it since they left Olivine City in an attempt to give their trainer something to do. Almost as proof of this, Remus the Plusle and Tal the Wooper can be seen bouncing behind him with the Trainer Handbook open to a page on the Pokémon League, looking excited -- guys guys convince him for us too! ]

I've never partaken in an official battle before, and going in blindly without any preparation would be foolish. Is there anything I should be particularly aware of before challenging him?

[ And Miles leans forward to click off the feed, but before the connection it cut off he can be heard muttering to his group of Pokémon-- ]

He's a Ghost type user though... are you guys sure you're okay with this?

[ Action for Goldenrod City ]
[ With (1) Ken Amada awake from his week-long nap, upsetting stories about the future shared, a few hours' worth of sleep invested in, and an altogether crazy weekend past, Miles Edgeworth is finally sinking back in one of the couches in the Goldenrod Hotel's lobby. It had been one long, exhausting week, especially with three crying women (or two crying girls and one crossdresser) to attempt consoling.

[ He rubs his face with his hands, a gesture he picked up from Merlin over the months - and as Pip the Growlithe crawls onto his lap for a quick nap, and a young Eevee (unnamed, because she has absolutely hated every name Miles has tried so far..) walks over, regards her trainer a little haughtily. She nudges him until he folds up the jacket he'd taken off, and it's only then that she settles on the pillow and curls up to sleep, as well. Miles regards her with one raised eyebrow and a mutter under his breath that suspiciously sounds like, "almost just like Franziska."

[ Pulling his Pokégear out of one pocket, he lightly scritches Pip behind the ears as he flips open the gadget, eying the date on the screen. June 24th was still almost a month and a half away... but that doesn't stop him from taking one deep breath and turning on the Pokéconnect.

[ It's been awhile since he's directly addressed the Network, actually, and longer since he's asked the Johto inhabitants a question. He's been getting used to being self sufficient, but for once - this once - it can't be avoided. No amount of von Karma tutelage could help him with this, so he starts typing.

[ And then one message will pop up in the Johtonians' inbox today: ]


[ Text locked from Ken Amada ]
Could somebody teach me how to play soccer better? I'm in Goldenrod, right now..

[As the camera flickers on and adjusts to the dim light inside of the Ilex Forest, let us all start with an overview of what has been going on in the last few episodes of Shotas in Johto days of Ken and Miles' lives.

First of all, there have been lots of wild Pokémon. Lots of them. It started off with a hoard of Paras snatching Remus and Romulus away. Then a Bulbasaur had attacked Ken (after he stepped on her). Pip has also ATTACKED WITH FIRE every other Pokémon that ever appeared in his path; this usually resulted in poor, fainted wild Pokémon or more burns on Miles' fingers. And Ken facepalming like no tomorrow.

There has also been a lot of wandering. Utterly lost and failing to remember that Miles' eight foot tall dog has a wonderful sense of smell that could un-lost them in possibly a few hours, the two boys have been wandering through the forest for a good nine days now. Nine days of wandering, camping, and encountering wild Pokémon. At least they were together. Oherwise they'd be in a lot of trouble.

For example: ]

--!! O-ow.

[Now.]

Hold still, Miles - I'm almost done.

[The camera is finally adjusting to the darkness, and the screen shifts in the arms of whatever Pokémon is holding the communicator this time - a small grunt of "Plu" and "Minu" soon indicate who they are - before coming to focus on the two little boys by the campfire. One is seated on a fallen log, shoulders hunched and his face scrunched into an uncomfortable grimace as the other stands over him, biting his tongue in concentration as he keeps his eyes on... whatever he's doing with the top of Miles' head.

It appears that the said top of Miles' head is moving.]

Really, Miles, how did you even manage this? [Ken is grumbling - he doesn't seem angry, but the amusement is blending nicely with exasperation.] I could understand getting leaves or twigs in your hair - it's getting really long too - but.... Zubats?

[....that's right, Johto. Zubats. Zubats! In Miles' hair.

Don't. Even. Ask.

The wild Pokémon just flaps its wings wildly, yanking on more of Miles' grey hair, and the boy winces, hand flying to the back of his head. Ken swats it away though, shaking his head and continuing to untangle the bat's claws from his friend's hair. Miles just grimaces more, sighing at this new misfortune... then scowls when he sees the camera recording.]

Remus. Romulus. Turn that off.

[[ooc; Hello Route! Remember how Miles dropped his Gear down the well and totally decimated it? Well, it's still broken, hence the post via Ken's Gear. There will be replies from both shotas! :D ]]