leftinbasketforfbi | 5th ⥌ Video/Action for Violet City ⥍

[For those who know him, it should be pretty damn clear that Reid is not as he should be right now.

He's dressed in jeans, a cigarette nearly burned to the filter is held between his lips, studs are in his ears (when he definitely didn't have them pierced before), and his entire body is in a very hostile stance, his arms crossed over his chest and his chin tilted up defiantly. In honesty, it'd be pretty easy to mistake him for a teenager. A very angsty, rebel-without-a-cause teenager.

But worse than all that, his eyes are bloodshot, his pupils unnaturally dilated, and his arms occasionally shaking with tremors. He's high as a kite.

His Misdreavus and Munna are both flying around his head screeching as he turns on the 'Gear. They're outside in the fog, ghost Pokemon flitting in the mist.

Before he even acknowledges the 'Gear, he carefully takes the cigarette out of his mouth, blowing out a plume of smoke before dropping it to the ground, and then he lashes out at the Pokemon around him. He gives one solid swing of his fist, sending a squealing Munna flying out of view, and the Misdreavus screeches again before flying after her.] Will you just shut up?!

[Reid looks at the 'Gear again, scowling, and every muscle in his body tenses, like he's getting ready for a fistfight.] Okay, Mark, I know you're listening because you could never keep your goddamn nose out of my business, so I'm telling you right now--I'm going to get a bat, hunt you down, and bust your fucking kneecaps. Whip out your stupid Pokemon all you like--I'll just whip out mine.

[He takes out a pack of cigarettes--already half empty--from his pocket and pulls one out, lighting up with trembling hands and then taking a drag. He lets out a horrible cough, his lungs struggling to go from being smoke-free to chain-smoking.] And I don't know what you did to take my body mods, but I'm telling you right now, you're going to fucking feel that.

[Yang the Absol lopes through the fog, crouching by Reid and biting his pant leg, trying to tug him desperately, but Reid just kicks him away without even looking, which is quickly followed by a wince and a growl, his hand instinctively going to his knee.] And whoever else is watching this, I need Repel and painkillers. These fucking Pokemon won't stop bugging me, and someone seriously screwed up my leg.

[Guess who's been possessed by a Yamask?]

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What is this, an audition for the circus?

[SIIIIIIIIGH.]

You're going to do more harm than good, dragging him like that. And watch the head, I've seen how sharp that blade of yours gets. You twitch and lop off an ear, I guarantee he's not going to be happy no matter who he thinks he is.

[But seriously, what the hell is he supposed to do? None of the animals present are really big enough to haul Reid anywhere, and dragging him definitely isn't going to work.]

At least try to get him over your back.

[C'mon, dude, they're doing their best. ;.;

Yang releases Reid, looking up at the 'Gear and doing his best glare. Albert. Have you seen Reid? The man's at least six feet tall. Regardless of how skinny he is, he won't fit on Yang's back.

Also, he'd like to point out that his trainer has managed to keep all his limbs so far despite the giant head blade thing.

Missy circles around Reid nervously, taking the communicator along for the ride. What if this is permanent? What if this crazy woman inside Reid is going to stay there?]

[So why the hell are they looking at him like he's got all the answers? It's not like he can just wiggle his nose and make a stretcher appear out of thin air.]

I don't suppose you can chat up the local wildlife and get them to join forces to carry him back, huh?

[Albert, they're Pokemon without their trainer. They need people to tell them what to do or they're lost.

Oh yes, because since they're all Pokemon, they're one big happy family and the wild ones totally won't try to eat them if they get a chance. No thank you, Albert, Yang's just going to go back to the dragging idea.

Yang bows his head again and bites Reid's collar, careful of his blade and starting to carefully drag his trainer again.]

[Hey, just because Reid's been slacking on teaching his Pokemon autonomy doesn't mean that's been Albert's experience, particularly considering who he hangs out with and what he's seen since arriving in Johto. Especially considering at least one of them has gone out of her way to encourage her roster to be able to function sensibly without her explicit commands.

...speaking of which. Pardon him while he pokes insistently at his Gear for a few moments.]

Hey. Lassie. You see any little green birds hanging around? About this big, markings on the wings, little red feather on top.

[Or he could just call it a Natu but that would involve buying into the system.]

You manage to find one, I think it can teleport him for you. Oughta save you some trouble and him some dry-cleaning.

[Reid's a bad trainer. :<

Also, goddamn it, Albert, now's not the time to be a hipster. It takes Yang a minute to figure out what the hell Albert's going on about, but ah ha!

He leaves Missy and Nate behind wih orders to protect their trainer.

It takes a while, and he doesn't come back with a Natu. Instead, he comes back with an Abra limply hanging from his teeth. The Abra seems surprisingly nonchalant about being carried in a mouth while it's trying to sleep.

Yang drops the Abra on top of Reid's chest. The Abra lies there like a rag doll, and then with a flash, it and Reid dissolve.

Now give the remaining Pokemon a second to just flop over on the ground in exhaustion. Reid had better be grateful when he wakes up.]

5th ⥌ Video/Action for Violet City ⥍

[Video] yeah, and thank god for that. >B(

[Video] screw you Albert >8C

[Video] no thank you, he's busy right now

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