tangorines: (♘ get out of my face)
Expositiony drabble thing that can easily be ignored (Backdated 3/20) )

[It's the Midnight Hour, Johto. Normal people are asleep at this time, at least those who hadn't been subjected to various plot related elements of a certain video game. Alois, however, isn't going to the Velvet Room, nor is he announcing the beginning of the end. He's simply broadcasting a message is all. It's the same message each night since the twentieth of March.]

Hoheo taralna rondero tarel... Hoheo taralna rondero tarel... Hoheo taralna rondero tarel...

[It goes on for a half hour, at the same time each night before it suddenly cuts off and nothing fills the gear but silence.

But today, on the thirty-first of March, Alois decides to changes tactics. The broadcast is made in the early hours of the morning, his chant becoming more and more insistent. This time the video is on and Alois, though his eyes are half-cast and his complexion paler than usual, seems not yet defeated. He was not going to stop until he got what he wanted. That much was obvious.]


Hoheo taralna rondero tarel. Hoheo taralna rondero tarel. Hoheo taralna rondero tarel. Hoheo taralna rondero tarel. Hoheo taralna rondero tarel. Hoheo taralna rondero tarel! Hoheo taralna rondero tarel! Hoheo taralna rondero tarel!!

[His voice reaches a feverish pitch before dying altogether. He breathes deeply, steadies himself, and waits with a patience that doesn't seem to be of his own choosing.]
tangorines: (♘ things are better off this way)
Video:

[Alois hummed the Violet City theme to himself, in tandum to the music around him. He tapped his foot to the rhythm, but he did not begin a dance. He hadn’t felt like moving much since breakfast. There was an odd color on his cheeks, odd only in that it was rare to see the pale young man with such a rosy complexion. He leaned against the wall of the pokemon center, one eye on the people the other on the pokegear in his hands.]

It’s too bad you can’t touch people with this thing… [he says this mostly to himself but the next part is addressed to whomever may be listening] …you can only ever see faces on this thing: it would be easy to hurt them. [He chuckles about the notion for a moment, letting his words sink in. Suddenly he looks up and smiles widely] So you have come back!

[Alois kneels and places the gear on the floor, the video entirely forgotten. From the bird’s eye view of the camera, the young boy could be seen greeting his teddiursa with quick pat on its head. There was something held by the teddiursa, but it was hard to see.] You learn fast, little bear. [The teddiursa smiled and presented its treasure: a great ball.] ...Oh? [Alois took the ball and turned it over in his hand.] …I guess this would fetch a pretty price unless I can use it for something. Still, it’s impressive for your first try. Next time try for something more like a wallet. [Alois pockets the great ball and puts the gear back into his pack, effectively cutting off the feed.]


Action in the Pokemon Center, around lunchtime )

[Find him during the video portion of his day or go ahead and action the scene at Center after his collapse. He'll be out of it for some time.]

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