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May. 16th, 2011 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[ 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..
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Date: 2011-05-17 05:55 am (UTC)I see. Unfortunately I've never had opportunity to play myself. I was never a very active child.
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Date: 2011-05-17 05:59 am (UTC)Admittedly, I'm not very active, myself. Back home, I mostly study or play chess with my teacher.. the only opportunity I had to play the game was at the school I attended until last year.
action; 8( let us sit together as we cry over this
Date: 2011-05-17 06:02 am (UTC)[ OH IS THAT SO? THEN THE NEXT TIME IT RAINS, MILES, SOUJI, SOCCER PRACTICE AT 4PM ]
[ A nod. ] After that heavy rainfall and bug invasion, it's nice to finally have a nice day.
action; I'll hold you tight and you can use my cravatissue )':
Date: 2011-05-17 06:06 am (UTC)[ 4PM. GOT IT. ]
You'll jinx it, Souji. [ But he's chuckling a little as Pip goes to RUN AND ROLL IS THAT SANDPILE. ]
action; and I'll return it to you like... 8 years later-- wait, how long was it? I can't remember 8(
Date: 2011-05-17 06:13 am (UTC)[ DON'T BRING THOSE SISSY RAIN COATS. REAL MEN PLAY OUTSIDE ONLY IN THEIR BOXERS ]
[ He follows in chuckles. ] Well, it's a good thing I don't quite believe in jinxes then. [ Oh, probably a good time to let his Pokemon out. PIP LET THIS VAPOREON, JOLTEON, FLAREON, EEVEE, AND RIOLU CHASE AFTER YOU THEN ]
action; Seven! :D
Date: 2011-05-17 06:20 am (UTC)[ AND THEN WE GET A FEVER AND PASS OUT LIKE A BOSS. ]
[ CHASE? OH OH OH ARE WE PLAYING TAG? PIP CAN PLAY TAG AHAHA CATCH ME IF YOU CAN-- ]
... It really is a nice day.
action; dang, I knew it was seven! that's like the magic number of years in aa
Date: 2011-05-17 06:29 am (UTC)[ BEST DUO EVER. IT WILL BE BRILLIANT ]
[ PIP YOU'RE OLDER THAN ALL OF THEM, TOTALLY NOT FAIR. THIS JOLTEON IS GONNA GET YOU SOMEHOWWWW ]
[ A nod then looks back down at Miles. ] So, how about we practice some soccer now?
action; Totally. Fifteen seven seven!
Date: 2011-05-17 06:32 am (UTC)[ VERY BRILLIANT. AND PESS IS HALF THE SIZE OF ALL OF YOU ANYWAY HE'S JUST REALLY FAST ]
..Okay..! [ He is so trying no to be too excited. ]
Re: [text]
Date: 2011-05-17 06:45 am (UTC)I was schooled by tutors at home, but my childhood was similar, yes.
[text]
Date: 2011-05-17 06:50 am (UTC)Did you spend time with Miss Elizabeth often?
action; lucky seven everywhere! and that loser fifteen alone
Date: 2011-05-17 06:57 am (UTC)[ JOLTEON IS PRETTY FAST TOO BUT DANG PIP, YOU'RE RUNNING FASTER THAN SONIC OR SOMETHING!! ]
Alright, how about you try to score a goal on me? [ Oh, Miles. Souji is totally smiling at this whole thing. Lil Sis, it's like a blue moon when you get excited. ]
action; sob they only made it fifteen because of the limitations ;A;
Date: 2011-05-17 07:03 am (UTC)[ RUNNING IN ZIGZAGS, BETWEEN SOUJI'S LEGS. ]
A-- [ but you're so tall ] Okay..
action; they need to have more fifteen years then ;u;
Date: 2011-05-17 07:20 am (UTC)[ Oh God, those Pokemon better not run around like this while their trainers are going to play soccer. Someone is probably going to break their skull or something. ]
Swing post to the 'no littering' sign is the goal. [ NOW GO FOR IT, MILES. Souji is getting ready and... how good is your aim, Miles? Are you going to like... have the soccer ball hit Souji in the face or something... ]
action; m-more people conspiring? ;A;
Date: 2011-05-17 07:27 am (UTC)[ Pip is used to weaving through hotel rooms filled with a dozen Pokémon and two trainers. HE'S OKAY. ]
[ Miles drops the ball he'd been holding, rolling it around under one shoe. His aim is.. fine. But his kicking is kind of weak ;;
But he tries. 8( ]
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Date: 2011-05-17 08:53 am (UTC)I did. She and her mother called upon us frequently. The Phantomhives run a toy company, so we always had the latest knick knacks to occupy ourselves.
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Date: 2011-05-17 06:31 pm (UTC)... You look tired...
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Date: 2011-05-17 09:53 pm (UTC)Just a little. I didn't sleep so well last week. [ But he waves his freed hand in a "don't worry" gesture. ] How are you?
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Date: 2011-05-17 10:09 pm (UTC)[ text ]
Date: 2011-05-17 11:02 pm (UTC)[action]
Date: 2011-05-18 12:05 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-05-18 12:48 am (UTC)That sounds like it was fun.
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Date: 2011-05-18 12:51 am (UTC)[action]
Date: 2011-05-18 02:51 am (UTC)Miss Vanille..!
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Date: 2011-05-18 03:00 am (UTC)[ text ]
Date: 2011-05-18 03:05 am (UTC)I'm not sure if it would be much of a sport..