#24carrot-training

[unitytower-rp]

//Yoo. I'll be back from hiatus either tomorrow or the weekend. Tomorrow I have assesments, today I'm preparing for said assessments and Saturday I'm babysitting. But like, if I manage to find time between those that'll be cool and I'll probably do so. If not it'll all be done Sunday, sorry or inconveniences and whatnot.

It's not an inconvenience at all! We'll be happy to have you back once all the hectic has settled!

Eevee-mod

[secret-agent-man-looker]

Steadfast Heart of Gold || Ethan & Looker

Ding. "Attention passengers: We are now entering the Johto Region. Estimated arrival time to Goldenrod City is approximately 43 minutes."

Looker sighed, and let his eyes gaze shift to the window-- 43 minutes? How fast was this train? Regardless, he watched as the trees close by passed with such breakneck speed, while the mountains far behind moved at a slower pace. 

The entire situation before him still seemed odd, however. DJ Mary had called upon the officer (or, more accurately, his higher up officials) to help discuss a segment on criminal activity in the other regions, as well as the anniversary of Team Rocket's infamous "Tower Takeover". Sure, he could see where he'd fit into that-- but that ladder made absolutely no sense. The only run-in Looker had with Team Rocket was back on the S.S. Anne in Kanto years ago, and that sting was nothing more then a complete bust. To the elder male, the "Tower Takeover" here in Johto was nothing more then a mere name in the newspaper for him. 

***

The doors swung open to reveal a warm, sunny day in the bustling city. Chit chat wavered in the air, and people walked along the streets, their Pokemon in tow. His platinum eyes scanned the skyline for his next destination. "A radio tower... where-- oh?" 

There it stood, glistening in the harsh sunlight above. It didn't take long to maneuver his way towards the large metallic building, and upon entering, Looker found himself in a simple yet large waiting room with a slight bustle of workers and visitors. Before he could realize it, a young woman behind the counter nearby called out with an, "May I help you, sir?" 

Looker walked over and began, his accent coating each word with slight complexity, "Yes. I have arrived upon the request of the Disk Jockey, Mary." 

Upon a quick exchange of confirmation, the woman shook her head, "I'm sorry, unfortunate circumstances have caused for a change of plans in DJ Mary's radio show this week. Your appearance is slated for... It looks like next week, at the latest."

Oh, fantastic. "...No no, there is but a mistake," Looker inferred, "I am to appear today--this day--for I am to return to my work after such events!" The woman was persistent, however, and asked if anyone had informed him about the change... which, of course, no one had. After grave disappointment, Looker took a seat in a nearby chair and reached for his communicator before hearing a sudden excitement burst though the door and rush over towards the counter. 

Looker glanced up, seeing a young man--no older then his teens, mind you-- carry on about some lucky numbers, or something about that. The ends of his floppy, black hair bouncing excitedly before he finally simmering down into a slump of disappointment. By now, the younger male began to ramble on about his loss, complaining as if his life depended on the stupid numbers. Already aggravated enough, the officer spoke up, "Young man, relax. It is merely a game." 

[poshprivilege]

Neuvième Entrée - Marketplace Mix Up [Ethan + Lady Lyn]

Come and buy this or that

Pay no mind to the passing rat

Care for a friendly chat?

You look like an aristocrat

My, what a lovely hat

I see your purse is rather fat

Don't look now where you've sat

You're in the spider's habitat

Eyes like the alley cat

A trap within the welcome mat

Fingers of acrobat

Your actions this outcome begat

Lady Lyn strolled through the colorful and rather loud streets of the farmer’s market. Every week local small businesses offered their wares and creations to the throngs of people that showed up. She supposed such events were dying out as more and more people chose convenience stores or Poke Marts instead. However, there was something charming about the wooden stands and heated haggling that was missing from modern commerce. Everyone seemed so much livelier on this warm autumn day as she continued to walk beneath the shade of her parasol. Typically she would have avoided such crowds, due to her condition, however she promised herself to take more initiative and be more social. What was the point in leaving home is she remained as reserved and secluded as she used to be?

Behind her Excalibur, her somewhat faithful aegislash, floated and surveyed the scene. Despite having traveled with him for months now, Lady Lyn knew little about the silent sword. He wasn’t exactly a jubilant soul but he did have a sense of humor. At least, she hoped it was humor. It was difficult to tell as his expression didn’t change. Her storybooks told her that aegislashes were the attendants of legendary kings and could tell those who would someday rule. Somehow she doubted he followed her for that reason, as he seemed a tad less chivalrous than the stories might say. In fact, as she rounded a corner, he had completely disappeared.

“E-Excalibur?” She called out over the crowd. Lady Lyn frowned, not sure how to proceed. On one hand he was fully capable to take care of himself. On the other, if he touched anyone with his clothe… She shuddered, remembering how they met. Lesson learned: don’t pick up strange swords in the woods no matter what the fairy tales say.

From stand to stand she inquired if anyone had seen her lost companion. Each answer was the same, and the young lady began to worry that she would never find him. Down one of the several side streets that the market took place in, she noticed that Excalibur wasn’t the only one lost. She was too. From a darkened corner she heard an old woman’s voice, beckoning her to partake in some fortune telling. Figuring she would be able to inquire how to find her way back if she purchased something, Lady Lyn walked towards the shady booth.