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

Plus plusle! [ The cheerful cry of Miles' Plusle that rings out on the network today is accompanied by an equally cheerful and grinning Remus waving something small, purplish, and shiny in front of the camera. Any Pokémon watching the feed would be able to understand his cries of excitement to be "Look! Look guys we did it!"

[ It becomes obvious what exactly Remus was so delighted about in just a few moments, as when he finally calms down a little and stops waving his arms crazily it's now possible to identify that purple blob he was holding to be...

a Fog Badge!

And does Remus look proud, though standing a little behind him is Miles' unnamed Eevee - unnamed still because she absolutely loves giving him a hard time and is picky about her own name, and doesn't like any that Miles suggests to her - who looks unimpressed. ]

Vee... [ She's so unimpressed - "What are you acting so proud about? It's not like you even-- " But Remus isn't listening as he goes on and on. ]

Plusle! Plus! [ "And then we fell down into that bottomless pit thing on the way back, and now we're going to go to the onsen and the ladies at the inn helped us put these on--!!"

These by which he means the yukata he has donned. A short distance behind him and the Eevee, a small group of Miles, Ken, and Romulus the Minun are watching the hyper Plusle bounce around. Miles is looking pretty calm, but he also looks better than his last video post... a little more self-assured, or a little proud. He and his Pokémon did win that badge after all. ]

 

Let's go, Remus. Make sure you turn off the camera.

Pluuuus! [ Remus needs no second reminder to get to the baths. In his excitement though he forgets the second part of Miles' commands, and he leaves the camera recording when he scampers after his trainer and his trainer's best friend.

Way to go, Remus. Jason the Cubone slips on-screen just for a moment when he, being more responsible than the Plusle, reaches up to turn off the Gear, but not before-- ]

Plugh!

[ Remus is shown tripping on the hem of his yukata in his haste and he goes falling flat on his face.

And the feed finally cuts. ]

[[ ooc: the badge was mod approved!

In other news, today there is a graduation I must attend. Tags will be replied to when LJ stops being a jerk and I get back from that. ;; ]]

No, Pip. You're not supposed to eat the pawn. Put it back!

[The feed opens up to the view of --- something. It's hard to tell what it is exactly that's being recorded, because whoever has Miles' Pokégear in possession today is moving very fast (bouncing up and down, spinning and twirling), and the screen is a ridiculous blur of  omg what the hell is this for the first half a minute.

The only thing that can be made out is Miles' voice as he yells at his Growlithe to stop eating his chess pieces. When Tal the camera-wooper-man finally gets bored of bouncing and settles to sit somewhere and calmly film, what comes into view is a flustered ten-year-old sitting on the bed, pulling a pawn away from Pip and glaring at the Growlithe who is now chewing contentedly on a tennis ball. ]

Now look what you did. They've got teeth marks all over them. [A sigh, and Miles returns to setting up his game again.] What am I going to do with you, always chewing on everything...

Yip! [Well, you could always buy me a new chew toy...]

[But that gets answered by a linefais from Miles, who shakes his head and moves a pawn forward on his board; apparently, he's playing a game against himself, because he's soon reaching across the board to move a pawn from the other side, as well. 

.....He doesn't get very far, though, because--]

Plus!

Wh---!

[ --Remus the Plusle thinks it is a wonderful idea to cannonball dive right onto the chessboard with an orange egg held in his arms. Understandably, the chess pieces go flying in every which direction possible, and Miles is not a very happy camper anymore. He facepalms.]

Rem, what are you doing.

Plus! [Remus holds up the orange egg in his arms, and..... hey! Is that thing moving? And cracking? Because it sure looks like it is. Miles notices too, and the destroyed game of chess is immediately forgotten as both boy and his Pokémon are suddenly intrigued by this hatching Pokémon. 

......Remember that scene from the Sorcerer's Stone (Harry Potter), when the trio/Hagrid/Malfoy watched Norbert the dragon hatch from his egg? Yeah, imagine that - just that unlike the movie this doesn't happen in French, there are less people, and instead of a gray dragon it's a lizard with a flaming tail.

And when the Charmander sees her trainer? She sneezes - and Miles is once again assured of a few weeks of trying to keep his fingers from getting burned to death. :Db But he still looks pretty delighted, and he's soon reaching for the Pokégear that's lying nearby. (Tal, I keep telling you not to turn on the Gear without asking first-- oh, well.... )

The baby Charmander is already flopped comfortably over Miles' lap, giving the camera a 8> face. ] 

The egg you gave me hatched, Phoenix. [The Charmander is smiling (not grinning, smiling) at the network. D'aww, lookit her.] I... think I'll name her Cara.

---- and I'll show her to Pess, later, too.

[[ ooc: the Charmander egg was purchased by Phoenix Wright from Riku, then gifted to Miles. :|b ]]

[The feed turns on this fine Tuesday afternoon from a Gear that hasn't posted in quite a while. The camera adjusts, focuses, and then shows a disgruntled looking child sitting - legs crossed, leaning back in the chair, with a serious line face - at a table in what looks like the café at the Goldenrod Hotel. A newspaper held in one hand, the other holding....

.....a cup of tea. That he drinks out of.

Good afternoon, residents of Johto, Miles Edgeworth has woken up and he snuck out of the Pokémon Center last night, too, but that's another story.]

Plus!

[The sudden voice is accompanied by the invasion of Remus the Plusle, who hops onto his trainer's lap and takes the cup of tea from him, sitting down and cheerily gulping down the warm drink. His moody expression brightening slightly into that of amusement, Miles gives a soft chuckle and lowers the paper, turning his full attention to the Gear that Remus must have turned on earlier.

First, he sighs. And then he glares at the camera.]
[Oh boy, is he pissed.]

Upon my waking up just last night, I was informed of your ill-mannered conduct upon your arrival in Johto. You acted rudely and immaturely, and - surely - as one who aspires to succeed that perfect Manfred von Karma, being able to civilly interact with those you meet would be an important skill?

First of all, I have done nothing to be called a coward by you.

Secondly, yelling my name into the network was an over-the-top, yet sufficient way of getting in contact with me. However, I was indeed asleep for the last few days, and refusing to believe the tale when told so was foolish of you. Proceeding then to snap at these people and antagonizing them is even worse.

[A pause, as he takes a breath and rubs his temple.]

As your older brother, and the reason why you ended up acting so disrespectfully to those who simply wanted to help you, I suggest that you rethink your actions carefully and apologize to them soon. Your father stressed the importance of perfection in every aspect of life - and if you are still aspring to fulfill that perfection, it would do you good to start by acting, at least, like you know how to speak without angering every face you see.

[Another pause, and then he looks away from the camera looking a bit squicked out.]

... I don't think I'll ever perfect imitating Mr. von Karma's way of talking.

[He reaches over to drink the tea, but the cup must have been emptied by Remus. He stops, sighs, and sends the camera another look.]

I'll be waiting for your call, Fran. That is all.

... I hope you're doing all right.