exeggutorhead | 24th Transformation [video/text]

[When the video feed first comes on, the only thing visible is the face of a Lucario and the ceiling fan right behind her head. Not for long, though, as the Pokemon makes a satisfied sound at having gotten the Gear on and turns it around towards the window. Envy's sitting in a chair next to it--a loose definition of 'sitting', with one knee up and the other leg loosely crossed behind it-- and leaning his elbow on the sill. One cheek is resting against his fist, giving viewers a good view of the other side of his face, which is sporting a fair sized bruise. There are other bruises visible on his arms, souveniers from the fighting tournament. It looks like he's dragged a blanket off of one of the room's beds and draped it over his back and hanging off one shoulder. Outside is nothing but gray drizzle and buildings, but anyone familiar with Olivine might notice that he's back there and no longer in Goldenrod. Envy doesn't seem to notice he's being filmed, because his focus is shifting between the tower of coins he's building on the sill and the nasty weather outside. He's looking bored and restless as hell, wearing a petulant frown more suited to a little kid than a centuries old homunculus.]

[He places the last available coin on top of the wobbly tower, looks it over for a few moments, and then flicks it over, the coins rolling and bouncing onto the floor with a clatter. He looks mildly pleased at the small act of destruction, continuing to knock over what remains of the base until there aren't two coins left on top of each other. But it's a short lived distraction, and then he's left with frowning out the window with the universal expression of 'screw this weather' on his face. But there's something a little thoughtful about it, too.]

A year isn't that long, not even one in this place. It's not that big a surprise. Keep me here ten, Johto, then maybe I'll be impressed.

Heh. [He rubs his temples, looking some combination of frustrated and amused.] Long enough to make everything really damn complicated, though.

[What he says next is mumbled, quietly enough that it would be difficult to catch all of what he's saying.] I really hate being human.

[His restlessness finally getting the better of him (he can only look out a window for so long before he completely loses interest), he gets to his feet and starts to turn, and that's when the Lucario decides that maybe she ought to turn it off before she gets caught messing around with the 'Gear again, and the feed ends.]

[TEXT locked to Lust, Tulio, France, and Miguel, sent a few minutes later]

Hey, where are you?

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[Envy brightens to see France too, and goes over to accept that invitation. He puts an arm loosely around France's shoulders, and leans up to kiss his jaw before pulling his head back to grin at him.]

It was an interesting trip, flying back in the rain.

I can imagine. You didn't encounter any problems on the way back, did you?

Just wind and rain, nothing I can't handle. [Except not really, he was a baby about it and that's why it took him an hour of wrapping himself in a blanket back in the room before he called anyone.]

I won a fight in the tournament, though. [...And then lost the second fight to Nanao. Also France is the only person who gets the truth about how far Envy actually got.]

Then you'll be alright with me stealing your body heat now.

That's excellent? Who were your opponents?

Of course.

[Envy is totally fine with this snuggling, especially because he gets more warmth out of it too.]

I won against this girl named Talim I hadn't met before. Good challenge, but I was better even with her having weapons. [He is still smug about this. But...]

Went up against Nanao next, though. She put up more of a fight than I expected. [To say the least.]

Nanao is a person full of surprises, I've noticed. But I like your surprises better.

Much better.

[Envy's expression falters briefly. He'd already been thinking about home and what had changed since he'd arrived in Johto, so what France says just reminds him that there are a lot of surprises about him that aren't exactly pleasant.]

[But then he tries to hide that under a fond smirk.] Well, I do try. Let's go back into the room, it's too wet to go outside.

Of course. Do you have anything in particular in mine to do?

Not really. I just... [was bored, was lonely, wanted to see him. Didn't want to be alone to think. Honesty catches in his throat, so he just shrugs and leans against France as they go back into the room.]

Hey, how well do you know how to fight?

I am the Republic of France. Fighting is something that I've done from birth. Do you wish for me to demonstrate my combat finesse?

[Envy smirks at the question, much more confident in this line of conversation.]

Sounds interesting. Sure.

It's not really something that should be done inside of a building.

And I would need either a sword or a rifle...

I guess not. [Envy sighs over-dramatically before flashing a grin at France.] ...Well, the lobby might have enough room, I'd bet anyone else there would clear out quick.

[Oh. Hmm, weapons. Envy misses those.] It's too bad those don't exist here. What sort of sword? A good stick might work for a demonstration.

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