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exeggutorhead) wrote2012-10-22 11:50 pm
exeggutorhead) wrote2012-10-22 11:50 pm
41st Transformation [action for Goldenrod | BACKDATED to 10/21]
[Rainy days aren't the most fun to wander around a city during, but that's exactly what Envy's wound up doing today. Not entirely by his own choice: his Vaporeon wanted to go out to walk in what she considers lovely weather and there was really no getting around it. Nobody who has ever been actively stared down by Juliet the World's Most Judging Vaporeon would blame him for finding himself outside in a raincoat right now, an unusually pleased mer-fox trotting along beside him.]
[His hood is up and his hands are in his pockets as he walks, but he's not looking nearly as sulkish as he might have. Ever since those mutations, he hasn't minded rain so much.]
[Not that that stops him from taking every opportunity to duck into one of the shops that line Goldenrod's streets and spend some time in wonderful dryness before heading back out. And occasionally, he'll let out his Aerodactyl to spend a few minutes--at least until said dinosaur remembers that, in spite of his adopted mother, he doesn't actually like getting wet and complains to go back in the ball--run-hopping around with Juliet or gleefully chasing Goldenrod's Pidoves and Meowths. And maybe trying to sneak up on and chase a few pedestrians too. Just a little bit. How could you blame this poor dinosaur for wanting to play with all these people with bright colored coats and umbrellas? And it's not like Envy is really discouraging this behavior.]
[His hood is up and his hands are in his pockets as he walks, but he's not looking nearly as sulkish as he might have. Ever since those mutations, he hasn't minded rain so much.]
[Not that that stops him from taking every opportunity to duck into one of the shops that line Goldenrod's streets and spend some time in wonderful dryness before heading back out. And occasionally, he'll let out his Aerodactyl to spend a few minutes--at least until said dinosaur remembers that, in spite of his adopted mother, he doesn't actually like getting wet and complains to go back in the ball--run-hopping around with Juliet or gleefully chasing Goldenrod's Pidoves and Meowths. And maybe trying to sneak up on and chase a few pedestrians too. Just a little bit. How could you blame this poor dinosaur for wanting to play with all these people with bright colored coats and umbrellas? And it's not like Envy is really discouraging this behavior.]