ilovemyorifice: (A → Journey. JUR-KNEE. Jurrrrrrrrrrr kne)
[ First there's a shot of the sky. It's a very lovely shot given the clear weather, but it's also a bit dull after a while unless you're a big fan of nature. No worries, though. An Absol is actually the face that appears on the screen first, not Ax's. Her look is somewhere between resigned, tired, and slightly annoyed. ]

I think my trainer is defective... can I trade for a new one?

[ She disappears and the gear shifts as she retrieves it awkwardly from the grass to show Ax and "Mom" a little ways away at the entrance of the house. His mouth is stained around the outside with what looks like either ketchup... or blood........

I really hope that's ketchup. He has not noticed that the gear is on yet. ]


I must insist that these rations are not enough to last three days. I have done this before, I speak from experience-- ence, ree-yunce.

[ Mom does not look amused or convinced, she just looks scolding and continues trying to get him out the door, fussing about keeping the professor waiting. ]

If you do not provide me with proper rations then I will become malnurished. What type of mother would send her offspring into the wilds without adequate-- aa-DUH-kwet --preparation?

[ SLAM!

... Well then. He steps back from the door, barely having avoided having his nose smashed in. Turning towards Absol and the gear calmly-- what scene? He didn't make any scene. You're crazy. ]


I had hoped that she might see reason, however I do not think that this "mother" character appreciates honest criticism. We shall have to see about securing food on our own. [ Just as he finishes this statement he finally notices that the gear is on. He approaches, stooping down to take the gear from her-- she hands it over willingly. ]

... I am not certain if you are still here, Marco, Rachel, but I have returned.

[ He hesitates. There's something different about him, he looks the same as he did before, but he seems older somehow. Only time will tell how long this will last, but for now at least...

He hesitates for a moment, as though he were going to say more (The last time he saw Marco was just moments before hitting the final switch on the "Insanity express" as he might have called it.), then he ends the feed to wait for responses. ]
ilovemyorifice: (A → Wat.)
((Backdated to early evening/sometime before sunset.))

Hyperbole, while retreat is a necessary aspect of battle it is not always the solution.

[Ax looks perturbed. He's trying to train his Abra enough that maybe it can help him out a little when he has to travel through the tall grass-- He mourns the loss of his own body, he's curious how this grass must taste. --getting attacked left and right. He has not caught a single Pokemon yet and it's doubtful if he ever will with a timid nature Abra on his hands.

Well, more specifically- up a tree. It seemed ridiculous that he can't even train a single creature that has proven to be intelligent enough- hence Ax had taken a liking to him. If Cassie were there she would likely be having much better luck than Aximili.]


Clearly your species survives by fleeing from any potentially dangerous situation.

[Rachel would certainly not approve, at least not Mean Rachel. Nice Rachel would probably do the very same. He finally lifts the Pokegear to his face, switching from audio to video. At the moment it is unfiltered because he intends to seek some... mild assistance. That was acceptable because Andalites were not equipped to look after pets with teleporting abilities. The camera pans quickly over an Abra sitting perched high up in a tree with a bunch of berries, which it is eating contently while ignoring it's trainer, then "Phillip's" (Ax's) neutral enough face. They're halfway through the Route due to all the running, teleporting, and chasing that they have done or caused.]

I may possibly require assistance... How does one go about training an Abra that does not wish to be trained? I have been challenged by several small children and lost. It is very annoying. Noooy. Noying. Ng.

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