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brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
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On Christmas morning, Angel will receive the following from Krieg:
1x Over-the-top chocolate gift basket
1x Dedenne poké doll
1x Knitted scarf, colored and shaped like a Sylveon's ribbons
As well as a bonus hug <3
1x Over-the-top chocolate gift basket
1x Dedenne poké doll
1x Knitted scarf, colored and shaped like a Sylveon's ribbons
As well as a bonus hug <3
[They haven't spent much time together lately, but Jean would never forget about Angel. On Christmas morning, she'll get a delivery from RahRah Bird, who will accompany the drop off with a little cheer routine--not an intended part of the gift, but a pleasant bonus--before flittering off to go say hi to Bailey.]
[Inside the package is a collection of herbal teas, along with some raw honey and fancy sugars to add to them, and a mug with a Slyveon on it to drink it from. There's also a picture that Jean drew of Angel, Krieg, and himself, with their arms around each other's shoulders and looking very happy.]
[Inside the package is a collection of herbal teas, along with some raw honey and fancy sugars to add to them, and a mug with a Slyveon on it to drink it from. There's also a picture that Jean drew of Angel, Krieg, and himself, with their arms around each other's shoulders and looking very happy.]
Angel has no doubt come to expect this by now - it's Valentine's Day - their third one since they came here. That morning when she wakes up, she'll be greeted by the sight of a vase filled with pink and white flowers. There's also a pink box filled with one dozen chocolate cupcakes - frosted with white and pink swirled buttercream - and a set of hair clips featuring Eevees and Sylveons.
The accompanying card is handmade - just a folded piece of cardstock, really - and he's carefully drawn a heart on the front. Not like, an anatomically correct heart, but a stylized heart typical of the holiday. He used a red marker, and it's pretty crooked, but he put the effort in. He's written her name in all caps in the middle of the heart. Inside, it reads:
Thank you for being my best friend.
-KRIEG
The accompanying card is handmade - just a folded piece of cardstock, really - and he's carefully drawn a heart on the front. Not like, an anatomically correct heart, but a stylized heart typical of the holiday. He used a red marker, and it's pretty crooked, but he put the effort in. He's written her name in all caps in the middle of the heart. Inside, it reads:
Thank you for being my best friend.
-KRIEG
Angel, you might have heard this from miss Maya already but would you like to play Dungeons and Dragonites with us? Or, I guess... it's Bunkers and Badasses where you are from, right?
The group we were going to join... didn't work out. So we want to try and start our own. We'd like for you to join too, if you are interested. Krieg too, of course.
The group we were going to join... didn't work out. So we want to try and start our own. We'd like for you to join too, if you are interested. Krieg too, of course.
I believe I saw that group as well. [That had been a delightful conversation.] You would have to teach me how, but I would be more than happy to join the both of you. And whoever else you invite, too. video; backdated to. whenever the magikarp fishing contest was.
schachmeister
2020-05-25 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Armin had entered the fishing contest in the hopes of catching a nice patterned magikap that he could name after Noctis. What he hadn't dared think or hope was actually being the one who would get the golden fish!
Honestly, he's still feeling a little dazed about it all, and he needs someone to share his excitement with. Which is why Angel is getting a video of Armin grinning widely, his arms full of shiny Magikarp. No seriously, really full. Magikarp are pretty big fish and Armin is holding onto this entire wriggling monster as if it is his favourite stuffed animal.]
Angel! Angel, look!
Honestly, he's still feeling a little dazed about it all, and he needs someone to share his excitement with. Which is why Angel is getting a video of Armin grinning widely, his arms full of shiny Magikarp. No seriously, really full. Magikarp are pretty big fish and Armin is holding onto this entire wriggling monster as if it is his favourite stuffed animal.]
Angel! Angel, look!
[That is.... a very big fish. She'd heard about the contests but... with her team in a state of disarray, she'd decided not to participate this go round. Clearly, she's missed out on something though.]
Armin? What is that? [It's clear that it's a Magikarp, but it's been ages since she's seen one outside the normal palette. If it weren't moving, she might have thought it was Armin's favorite stuffed animal.]
Armin? What is that? [It's clear that it's a Magikarp, but it's been ages since she's seen one outside the normal palette. If it weren't moving, she might have thought it was Armin's favorite stuffed animal.]
[About three minutes after Lance's message to the network, Angel will be able to hear the pat-pat-pat of rushing feet before Armin all but skids around the doorpost, his eyes shining fever-bright and his smile wide enough that it might actually sprain his cheeks at this rather.]
Angel! Angel, did you see?
[Someone is very excited about the announcement and as the closest person to him (both in terms of actual physical location and emotionally) Angel is going to have to field the bunt of Armin's immediate excitement.]
Angel! Angel, did you see?
[Someone is very excited about the announcement and as the closest person to him (both in terms of actual physical location and emotionally) Angel is going to have to field the bunt of Armin's immediate excitement.]
[Angel was actually just rousing herself to go find Armin, so she very nearly slams into him in the door. She has to grip his upper arms to keep from losing her balance and falling over, but it's clear even despite her wobbling that she's excited.
It's probably also the happiest she's looked since Krieg left.]
Sinnoh! [Soft-spoken though she is, this declaration is very loud.] A vacation to a new region! There's so much we could explore!
It's probably also the happiest she's looked since Krieg left.]
Sinnoh! [Soft-spoken though she is, this declaration is very loud.] A vacation to a new region! There's so much we could explore!
Know the difference
[Two pictures accompany the random text.
the first, labelled 'an acute angle' and the second, which is very definitely a picture taken of Angel when she was napping on the couch at some point, curled up with Adorababy and looking very cosy, labelled 'a cute angel'.]
[Two pictures accompany the random text.
the first, labelled 'an acute angle' and the second, which is very definitely a picture taken of Angel when she was napping on the couch at some point, curled up with Adorababy and looking very cosy, labelled 'a cute angel'.]
[Angel's first response is long string of letters and numbers. Maybe it's just a Pokemon's stray footsteps buuut. Probably not.
In any case, a much more legible response soon follows.]
Yes Adorababy is a gift from above, isn't he? 0:)
In any case, a much more legible response soon follows.]
Yes Adorababy is a gift from above, isn't he? 0:)
Sent a couple hours after her rash post via Pidgey post
fingersandteeth
2021-01-18 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Hope these help. Let me know if I need to send you two any more.
The good thing is thatchickenpox torchicpox isn't one of those diseases that mutate every year like the flu, so once this is over you'll never have to worry again.
Though when you have time, it might be a good idea to see if you can get vaccinated for as many things as you can. Even if you had those vaccines in your future, the strains here might be different.
Good luck. I hope you get better soon.
~Steven Durante
[Included in the care package is:
--a couple boxes of oatmeal bath packets
--a few bottles of calamine lotion
-- and a bottle of oatmeal + calamine lotion just in case]
The good thing is that
Though when you have time, it might be a good idea to see if you can get vaccinated for as many things as you can. Even if you had those vaccines in your future, the strains here might be different.
Good luck. I hope you get better soon.
~Steven Durante
[Included in the care package is:
--a couple boxes of oatmeal bath packets
--a few bottles of calamine lotion
-- and a bottle of oatmeal + calamine lotion just in case]
Edited 2021-01-18 23:11 (UTC)
[A few stray clicks through the network history, and suddenly a call comes in from a stranger.
Or rather, Angel will find if she decides to pick up, from a Bunnelby. At first, it appears startled, but soon is chittering into the Gear as if this were a perfectly casual occurrence. Would she care to have a conversation with anaughty sweet little bunny?]
Or rather, Angel will find if she decides to pick up, from a Bunnelby. At first, it appears startled, but soon is chittering into the Gear as if this were a perfectly casual occurrence. Would she care to have a conversation with a
[Angel picks up pretty quickly. You never know who might end up in this world, after all. It could be a friend trying to find her.
And. Well...
It certainly is a friend, isn't it?]
Oh, um. Hello? Is everything alright?
And. Well...
It certainly is a friend, isn't it?]
Oh, um. Hello? Is everything alright?
As far as snowball fights go, it had been one that can only be described as epic. Snow had been flung, loving relationships had temporarily been set aside to conduct frosty warfare, pokemon had joined in -- frankly, no words can ever truly capture everything that had happened, which is why we are not even going to attempt!
Instead, we skip to the aftermath.
After what feels like half an hour of stamping, shaking and wriggling at the B&B's door to get all the snow off them, Armin and Angel finally make it to their room. Their outwear has been abandoned by the door, with a promise by the inn's keeper to put their hats, scarves and gloves by the fire so they can dry. Thankfully, the clothes they had been wearing underneath had (mostly) managed to stay dry, but now that the intense battle is over, Armin is starting to notice just how cold he is.
"I think I forgot just how cold snow gets."
They don't get much of it on the Islands after all.
Thankfully there is a small fireplace in their room -- or rather, there is something that looks like a fireplace, wooden blocks and all, but which had instead turned out to be faked and warmed by electricity which had fascinated Armin endlessly. Right now though, the only thing he is interested in is defrosting his fingers ASAP.
Holding his hands close to the heat with a grateful sigh, Armin rubs his sock-clad feet together for a moment, before glancing at Angel over his shoulder.
"Come here, your fingers must be frozen too."
Instead, we skip to the aftermath.
After what feels like half an hour of stamping, shaking and wriggling at the B&B's door to get all the snow off them, Armin and Angel finally make it to their room. Their outwear has been abandoned by the door, with a promise by the inn's keeper to put their hats, scarves and gloves by the fire so they can dry. Thankfully, the clothes they had been wearing underneath had (mostly) managed to stay dry, but now that the intense battle is over, Armin is starting to notice just how cold he is.
"I think I forgot just how cold snow gets."
They don't get much of it on the Islands after all.
Thankfully there is a small fireplace in their room -- or rather, there is something that looks like a fireplace, wooden blocks and all, but which had instead turned out to be faked and warmed by electricity which had fascinated Armin endlessly. Right now though, the only thing he is interested in is defrosting his fingers ASAP.
Holding his hands close to the heat with a grateful sigh, Armin rubs his sock-clad feet together for a moment, before glancing at Angel over his shoulder.
"Come here, your fingers must be frozen too."
While Armin gets cozy by the fire, Angel has crowded herself over to the nearest mirror. She inspects her skin with narrowed eyes. The last time she'd rolled around in the snow, after all, she'd wound up with a terrible rash that had lasted weeks. She knows now that it was an illness rather than anything else, but that doesn't keep her from scrutinizing herself until --
Her attention flicks over to Armin as he speaks. He's not wrong, her fingers feel absolutely frigid against the slightly warmer skin of her arms. Now that he's mentioned it, though, she finds herself shivering outright -- or maybe she had been the entire time.
Either way, she settles down beside him in front of the "fire." She brushes her fluffily clothed feet against Armin's before leaning her shoulder against his. Her own hands are held out toward the heat.
Well, one is, at least. The other wraps around Armin's, threading their frigid fingers together with a small smile. It doesn't help the shivering much.
"Mm, perhaps." She thumbs over the back of his hand. Her smile is almost devious. "What do you think?"
Her attention flicks over to Armin as he speaks. He's not wrong, her fingers feel absolutely frigid against the slightly warmer skin of her arms. Now that he's mentioned it, though, she finds herself shivering outright -- or maybe she had been the entire time.
Either way, she settles down beside him in front of the "fire." She brushes her fluffily clothed feet against Armin's before leaning her shoulder against his. Her own hands are held out toward the heat.
Well, one is, at least. The other wraps around Armin's, threading their frigid fingers together with a small smile. It doesn't help the shivering much.
"Mm, perhaps." She thumbs over the back of his hand. Her smile is almost devious. "What do you think?"
[A few days after her birthday, Angel will get a belated birthday card with a shocked Pikachu on the front and a P2000 bill tucked inside.]
Armin said this was okay to send. Hope you had a good day.
—S
Armin said this was okay to send. Hope you had a good day.
—S
[Steven will get a text not too long after she opens the letter!]
:O
You're kind, Steven.
Thank you.
I hope you're well.
:O
You're kind, Steven.
Thank you.
I hope you're well.
[Razor seems exceptionally excited as he calls up one of his newer friends; in fact, he's practically wiggling with enthusiasm. Classic "if he was actually a wolf, his tail would be wagging" move.
As such, he hardly waits for her to greet him when she picks up. It's likely the most animated and talkative she's seen him thus far!]
Angel! Something happened! Oh -- something good. Very good. I show you? Oh, and Mari?
As such, he hardly waits for her to greet him when she picks up. It's likely the most animated and talkative she's seen him thus far!]
Angel! Something happened! Oh -- something good. Very good. I show you? Oh, and Mari?
[Well that's... a lot. Angel has barely said 'Hello,' before Razor is jumping in. It's... kind of adorable, actually. The enthusiasm draws the attention of some of her nearby Pokemon, namely Skagbait and Adorababy. The Lucario's attention remains on Angel, while Adorababy turns away with a faint huff. Clearly the child has no taste.
Upon hearing her name, though, Mari is quick to trot from the foot of the bed and nestle her head against Angel's shoulder. She bleats softly. She's here too, new friend!]
What is it, Razor?
Upon hearing her name, though, Mari is quick to trot from the foot of the bed and nestle her head against Angel's shoulder. She bleats softly. She's here too, new friend!]
What is it, Razor?
[First to arrive is the image:
It's Armin and Shiro sitting in deck chairs on Armin's boat, out on the ocean. They are possibly (definitely) wearing flippy-floppies. Shiro is absolutely wearing one of his brightly coloured monstrosities for a shirt. They also both have eclipse goggles on. In the background a few pokemon can be seen too, each also outfitted with eclipse goggles. Yes, even the Electrode.
Safety first!]
Getting ready for the eclipse!
Wish you could be here to see it with us.
Tell Sasha not to look at the sun while it is happening.
How has training been going?
Miss you.
♥
It's Armin and Shiro sitting in deck chairs on Armin's boat, out on the ocean. They are possibly (definitely) wearing flippy-floppies. Shiro is absolutely wearing one of his brightly coloured monstrosities for a shirt. They also both have eclipse goggles on. In the background a few pokemon can be seen too, each also outfitted with eclipse goggles. Yes, even the Electrode.
Safety first!]
Getting ready for the eclipse!
Wish you could be here to see it with us.
Tell Sasha not to look at the sun while it is happening.
How has training been going?
Miss you.
♥
So cute!
[Angel sends a picture back. She's managed to find herself a nice clearing, big enough to catch sight of the sun! Not that Armin can tell, seeing as how it's a selfie of her laid out in the grass. She has a pink Sylveon halo going on and all of that.]
I will tell Sasha, of course!
... But do I need to tell Jean? 0>:)
Kidding! I miss you, too. And love you much. Training has been well.
I do miss waking up to you, though.
[Angel sends a picture back. She's managed to find herself a nice clearing, big enough to catch sight of the sun! Not that Armin can tell, seeing as how it's a selfie of her laid out in the grass. She has a pink Sylveon halo going on and all of that.]
I will tell Sasha, of course!
... But do I need to tell Jean? 0>:)
Kidding! I miss you, too. And love you much. Training has been well.
I do miss waking up to you, though.
Edited 2021-06-26 08:15 (UTC)
backdated to... a few days after Sasha hit up Armin for sex advice.
schachmeister
2022-03-10 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Armin has been... dawdling a little on bringing up this subject. He's not-- he's not running away from it! He's just... he's waiting for a strategic time, okay? It's not exactly the sort of conversation you can have over breakfast.
Or maybe you can, but Armin would feel pretty goddamn awkward asking Angel if she'd maybe consider giving Sasha some sex advice over breakfast pancakes.
Once evening hits though, and they are both getting ready for bed, he figures he might as well. This is as private as any occasion and the bedroom is a judgement-free zone, right?]
Angel... could I ask you something?
Or maybe you can, but Armin would feel pretty goddamn awkward asking Angel if she'd maybe consider giving Sasha some sex advice over breakfast pancakes.
Once evening hits though, and they are both getting ready for bed, he figures he might as well. This is as private as any occasion and the bedroom is a judgement-free zone, right?]
Angel... could I ask you something?
Edited 2022-03-10 02:37 (UTC)
[The bedroom is absolutely a judgement free-zone. And her mind absolutely goes to certain places the moment that Armin asks after her. She lifts her head, tilting her head with an almost shy smile. Her cheeks paint a faint pink.]
Anything, Armin, you know that.
[She settles on the bed, ankles crossed and hands folded over her lap. Is she deliberately trying to look cute.]
Anything, Armin, you know that.
[She settles on the bed, ankles crossed and hands folded over her lap. Is she deliberately trying to look cute.]
[Ever since Angel proposed, of course, Armin has been thinking about weddings. Frankly, it's hard not to daydream about it! But checking out some online things about weddings --idly, it was not like they were in a rush exactly-- also made Armin realise that weddings here were very, very different from back in his own world.
Which in turn makes him wonder about Angel's world. Not that he is entirely certain if Pandora has weddings --and if they do, chances are they won't be fit for this world-- but their wider universe if nothing else.
So, one slow afternoon, Armin approaches Angel when she is sitting on the couch, first dropping a kiss to the top of her head, before taking a seat himself.]
Are you busy? There's something I'd like to ask you.
Which in turn makes him wonder about Angel's world. Not that he is entirely certain if Pandora has weddings --and if they do, chances are they won't be fit for this world-- but their wider universe if nothing else.
So, one slow afternoon, Armin approaches Angel when she is sitting on the couch, first dropping a kiss to the top of her head, before taking a seat himself.]
Are you busy? There's something I'd like to ask you.
[Unfortunately, Angel knows little to nothing about weddings herself. She's done her own bits of research, but most of what she can find are far too big and ostentatious for her needs. While she can appreciate the need to celebrate with close friends, the larger the wedding is, the less she can justify not inviting certain parties.
Not that the question is on her mind at the moment. Adorababy is keeping her plenty distracted with being carefully brushed, because every Sylveon deserves to be pampered as all hell.]
Not terribly busy, no. [Dora gives a little huff, to which she simply pats his head.] Not so busy that I cannot talk, at least.
Not that the question is on her mind at the moment. Adorababy is keeping her plenty distracted with being carefully brushed, because every Sylveon deserves to be pampered as all hell.]
Not terribly busy, no. [Dora gives a little huff, to which she simply pats his head.] Not so busy that I cannot talk, at least.
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