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Chapter 3; [Video/Action for Cherrygrove]

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[[The feed flicks on to show Rose, flushed from the cold, standing in one aisle of the Pokemart. On her one shoulder is perched a Pidgey, who seems to happily be sleeping there, while on her other is a familiar looking Hoothoot. Tick.]]

I have reached Cherrygrove, and am now restocking my supplies for the trip ahead. I will be finding John, and hopefully leaving as soon as possible.

Dave, Tick arrived fine as you can see. Thank you for the books. Would you like me to send her back on her own, or bring her with me?

[[And so ends the transmition.]]

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[[Leaving the Pokemart, Insufferable Prick in tow, she glances around the chilly city. It certainly was a quaint city, as had been described to her. A day to rest would be nice, but she didn't want to risk the weather getting any worse and stranding them there in Cherrygrove. She begins her hunt for John and a certain Mr. Ryuzaki, in hopes the fore is prepared and the latter is possibly still around.]]

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[John is laying on the bed of his hotel room, Sassacre on his head as usual. Tripp is sitting on the bed next to him, head curled under his wing, clearly fast asleep. John's trainer manual is open in front of him and from the looks of it, he's managed to make some decent headway in reading it. Until a certain broadcast on the pokégear next to the manual distracts him.]

[He just...kind of stares at the message for a minute.]

[He jumps off the bed and haphazardly pulls on his shoes and jacket as he rushes towards the door. He runs down the hallway, out of the hotel, and toward the pokemart as fast as he can, an indignant Tripp following after him and a confused Sassacre hiding in the hood of his jacket.]

ROSE!!

[Never mind that he doesn't even see her yet. He's just going to yell for her till he finds her.]

[[It's not hard to spot her, or it shouldn't be, and she certainly doesn't have a hard time spotting him. Though instead of going to him, she's fine with waiting for John to get to her. No overdramatic embraces here, sorry.]]

John, I'm over here.

[Now was the perfect time for a dramatic embrace sequence. Straight from the movies! Never mind the fact that the roles were reversed here, this would be-- wait was that one of those devil-owls on her shoulder? Apply your breaks John, perhaps a more cautious approach is best.]

[Fucking Hoothoots man.]

[Here, have a very small hug instead. He missed you Rose.]

[[As much as she wasn't exactly looking forward to such a dramatic embrace sequence, she can't help but wonder what caused him to stop so as she returned the hug with a half hug of her own and a pat on his back.]]

What has you stopping so suddenly? Surely I am not that intimidating.

Huh? Oh no! It's not you.

[He points to the Hoothoot.]

It's uh...that.

[[That? She glances to the Hoothoot, raising a brow in question.]]

Tick? What's wrong with her, John?

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[There is a wired looking man stepping out of a bakery with a bag full of goodies. Bags under his eyes and bundled up in a coat with sneakers (no socks) and laces untied.

He places a finger to his lips in interest as he looks up at the lapras waiting for him.]

Strawberry-kun, we will get you strawberries now, I assure you.

[[Rose watches them a moment, before tilting her head slightly in curiosity.]]

Strawberry-kun? I am assuming you gave it such a name because it enjoys strawberries. By chance, what Pokemon is that?

[And just fishing out a chocolate bar from his bag to open it up and bite into it, setting the bag onto the lapras before turning to her.]

You are correct in assuming so. Meet Strawberry-kun, the lapras.

[A small smile and he bites into the chocolate bar again.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Strawberry-kun.

Now if this is a lapras, might you be or know a Ryuzaki, perchance?

Once again you are correct. I am Ryuzaki, is it safe to assume you are Miss Rose Lalonde?

It is indeed. It's a pleasure to meet you in person.

[[She extends a hand, a classic handshake gesture.]]

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[The feed switches to video, allowing Karkat to better motion with his hands for visual aid.]

She's got long black hair like this, messy and shit. Glasses. I don't know what outfit she got here, but her usual one is a grey shirt over a black one with a blue Scorpio symbol on it, jeans, and red shoes. I'd describe her horns or her pupils but obviously that shit doesn't matter here anymore.

She's a psychotic bitch with an overinflated ego, so if nothing else her personality should be easy to spot.

[[She nods her understanding, smiling slightly.]]

Yes, that certainly sounds like a personality I could spot in a crowd. I make no promises on leaving her behind, but I will try if you really wish me to. An extra set of Pokemon could be useful however.

Seriously, avoid her. Just find John and if you want extra Pokémon with you, then drag Gamzee along or something. Then again that means you might have to bring Eridan, and he's an enormous tool who'll probably hit on you at least once. Just avoid Vriska is the point I'm getting at.

[[She seems to consider this, tapping her chin in thought.]]

Alright. I will do my best.

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