022 | Goldenrod City | Video / Action;

[usedlaserbeam]

[So here's an idyllic scene for you: Yagyuu, back in Goldenrod City (wait a minute, how did he get to Goldenrod, he was just in Cerulean a minute ago—) and hanging out in the grass near the Tennis Haus, which has miraculously recovered from the wear and tear it took from the influx of garbage for this temporary weekend and looks as spiffy and well-kempt as ever. The paint job is clean, the grass is trimmed, the tennis court is spotless, and Yukimura's garden is flourishing — and currently inhabited by one rather large levitating man-eating plant, scaring off humans and animals alike who might try to trespass into the domain it's guarding.

And then there's Yagyuu himself, surrounded by a veritable swarm of seven Eevees, one Espeon, one Umbreon, and one Flareon, all of whom are happy and rambunctious and look like they may very well pick him up and carry him off if he should happen to let his guard down.

(Somewhere in the background, a Slowpoke duct-taped to a skateboard with model rocket engines attached to it goes hurtling by, making a noise that sounds suspiciously like eeeeeeeeeeeed.)

Needless to say, Yagyuu is a little perplexed.]

...Ah. How did I—

[But then he looks down again, and double-takes, because those seven Eevees have all just evolved in the blink of an eye, and he is now sporting two Flareons, a Vaporeon, a Jolteon, a Leafeon, a Glaceon, two Espeons, an Umbreon, and one very dopey Eevee who seems to have failed at evolving in general.

He's almost afraid to look away from them again, for fear that more of them might crop up.]

...It's going to be one of those days again, isn't it.


[OOC: COME HIT HIM UP! Anytime, anywhere, he's in Goldenrod by the Haus but he can easily move wherever you'd like him! COME TO ME, FOURTH-WALLERS, I WANT YOU IN THIS POST. ♥]

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ACTION!

[trapsense]

Whoa, that's a mighty collection ya got there!

[says the chick who just appeared next to you and doesn't seem at all bothered by this.]

ACTION!

[usedlaserbeam]

[Have you ever seen ten small furry creatures abruptly turn in perfect unison to deadeye this newcomer in their midst?

YOU HAVE NOW.

Nobody approaches their grandpa without express permission.]

Ah — thank you, though I admit I really never planned to acquire so many.

action

[backtobasics]

[... oh back in Johto. Though just a while ago he was in Ice Path. Oh man.]

That's a lot of Eevees, Yagyuu-kun...

action

[usedlaserbeam]

[Wait a minute, is that —]

Shiraishi-kun?

[action]

[loseyoursenses]

[It's like he never left.]

[In fact, if you ask him, he never did leave. So when he comes out of the house to see a startling new addition to his garden, Yukimura is naturally rather surprised.]

Yagyuu, is that yours?

[action]

[usedlaserbeam]

[Buchou, he about breaks his neck turning around to look at the sound of that voice. Forgive him a moment of just.

Staring.

In something that might very well be barely-concealed delight. (Or, well, what passes for delight as far as Yagyuu is concerned, anyway.) ]

Ah — Yukimura-buchou?

[Get your shit together, Yagyuu, come on now.]

Yes, I'm afraid it is. She seems to have, ah, taken it upon herself to take up the mantle of defender of your garden.

[action] /threadjacks

[keepgoingon]

[It feels as if it's been years. Years he says! Except it hasn't really been that long. Whatever he has been doing at home without him.]

Yukimura.

[Yes, that may sound a bit of "I missed you so much" - but let's not pay attention to that.]

action;

[keepgoingon]

[Remember this face? You better.]

What madness is this, Yagyuu?

action;

[usedlaserbeam]

[DOES HE EVER.]

Sanada-kun.

[Careful observers may happen to notice that the Vaporeon is now wearing a black Jack Purcell cap.]

[restardom]

... Funny, I was just thinking the same thing.

[ which wasn't what Rise intended to say at all, but for someone who just showed up in Johto, to witness a sea of Eeveelutions and one very familiar tennis player, she didn't quite have time to prepare for a decent one-liner. ]

[usedlaserbeam]

[With Yukimura, he'd whipped around at breakneck speed, but at the sound of this particular voice, the reaction is the exact opposite; he goes still, unmoving, not quite wanting to turn around and see if it's actually true...and then at last he does, slow and gradual, with an expression of open regard that Rise has probably never before witnessed on his face.]

Kujikawa-san.

action

[chitohontas]

[I'm sure you didn't expect a tall Kyuushuu person to appear to your house with a giant Pidgeot, Yagyuu.]

Woah. That's quite a number of Pokémon.

action

[usedlaserbeam]

[...Oh, thank Federer it's you.]

It is, isn't it, Chitose-kun? How nice to see you. And I'm sure your sister will be equally pleased.

action!

[laplaceattorney]

[And then suddenly, along with all those Eeveelutions, you have a facetwin appearing next to you.]

...That seemed like more than a coincidence. And fairly impossible.

[Gesturing to the pokemon, of course. Though he's still wondering how he wound up there himself. He'd been out training.]

action!

[usedlaserbeam]

[...why hello, Facetwin, you're even more twinny in person.]

Considering the vast majority of these evolutions require stones of some variety? Impossible is an excellent word for it. Hello, Takagi-kun.

[Meanwhile, the Eeveepile is HIGHLY UNSURE over this facetwin thing, and have decided to investigate.

By swarming him.

Enjoy your ten fuzzy interlopers, Keisuke.]

action.

[wisterias]

[ hands in pockets and looking all-too nonchalant! ]

Yep, looks like it's one of those days.

action.

[usedlaserbeam]

[WAIT WHAT HE KNOWS THAT VOICE — and for this greeting, his expression is unreadable, half pleased and half something else that's hard to identify (but might be murderous).]

Fuji-kun.

[Elsewhere, a door slams open — and guess who's coming running? Hint: it's not an Eevee, but it is a small fuzzy fox who suddenly feels the need to be outside.]

action forever ♥ and ever ♥ also i'm not sorry

[tricky]

OooooOOOOOOOooooh~... Yeeeeahgyuuuuuuuu....

[ That disembodied voice, complete with hollow-sounding echo, comes from the direction of the Carnivine, behind which stands the one and only (sometimes) Niou Masaharu.

No, not stands — floats.

Niou's feet are hovering a few inches off the ground, and they (not to mention the rest of him) look a little less opaque than usual. The patch of grass where the sunlight's passed through him is aglimmer with light and shadow, like the refraction of sun through water.

Also, he's making that ghost noise again. ]

action forever ♥ and ever ♥ also i love you

[usedlaserbeam]

[The list of reactions that Yagyuu goes through here is a fairly impressive set, and follows an order something closely akin to this:

> Shock
> Disbelief
> Hope
> Uncertainty
> Anticipation
> Abject Terror

It's not fair, somehow, to hear the sound of his name drawled like that, in the way only one person in the world ever could, paired with the unnerving sight of faint outlines and translucency, overwhelming excitement and overwhelming terror clashing against each other in a tempest he doesn't know how to navigate, and the only words that are really coming to mind here are what happened?]

N...Niou-kun...?

[He's just going to pretend he's not petrified, even though he totally is.]

action;

[thewhite_symphony]

Oh my! That really is quite a collection you have.

action;

[usedlaserbeam]

Not one I'd precisely planned, I'm afraid, but I'm fond of them. Hello, Clyne-san.

Of course it's action

[talkdirtytome]

[Everything is about to get a million times better, Yagyuu, for Gakuto has deigned it necessary to walk among the peons today. He's prowling around the Tennis Haus like he owns it, though the snooty glance he shoots the building implies that he'd rather not, before choosing to acknoledge that, oh, hey, there's someone out here. Somewhat quite familiar.

That doubles player from Rikkai; Gakuto recognizes him, and has the faint recollection that he's a giant asshole, but he has more pressing matters at the moment than recalling anything to do with Rikkai.]

Hey, you. Did a slowpoke on a skateboard pass by here?

action

[usedlaserbeam]

[Wow, okay, who is this asshole — oh, it's that short kid from Hyoutei who plays doubles two, no wonder Yagyuu can never be arsed to remember his name.]

I beg your pardon?

[He turns to look, and the Eeveepile locks their sights on this new person, this stranger in their midst, and for a moment the tension hangs in the air...

But Lady of all Eeveelutions knows arrogance when she hears it, and she has just heard someone challenging her for the status of haughtiest HBIC around here. Which means there can be only one response.

CHARGE HIM.]

action; obviously I needed to toss the last Osakan in too

[kyoukashotennis]

[There's a tenniskid on the yard. He might look strangely familiar. Like you'd just seen him earlier.

His relationship with man-eating plants hasn't changed too much though, as he's running from one.

Luckily he's wise enough to run inside the house, right?]

action;

[usedlaserbeam]

[Wait a minute, didn't he just —]

Shiraishi-kun!