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Um... This is Bertolt, and if you're hearing this I'm probably busy. You can leave a message here or call back later if you want? ...Can I start over?
Um... This is Bertolt, and if you're hearing this I'm probably busy. You can leave a message here or call back later if you want? ...Can I start over?
I'm choosing to be flattered instead of bothered by the fact Armin was in such a rush to "talk" with me that he was apparently more ready to die one day outside Cherrygrove than he was prepared to overnight out in the woods.
[ Also known as, things went weird. ]
[ Also known as, things went weird. ]
[yes hello it's elsa, whomst you barely know. She looks just as awkward about being here on your screen as it probably is for you.]
Hi! Um... this is Bert, right?
I know this may seem completely out of left field, but... well- I know you and Chloe were close. Did you happen to receive any of her Pokemon when she...?
[It's hard to say it in so many words, but you get what she means. It's not that Elsa was super close to Chloe herself, but damn if she didn't grow fond of her- and honestly Anna loved her, that's the only thing that matters here.]
Hi! Um... this is Bert, right?
I know this may seem completely out of left field, but... well- I know you and Chloe were close. Did you happen to receive any of her Pokemon when she...?
[It's hard to say it in so many words, but you get what she means. It's not that Elsa was super close to Chloe herself, but damn if she didn't grow fond of her- and honestly Anna loved her, that's the only thing that matters here.]
[When two awkward people collide, do they cancel each other out? Or does it get twice as awkward? It's a mystery.]
Y-Yeah, uh... Elsa, right? I saw you at the contests.
[How could anyone forget that show? He still gets goosebumps thinking about it.]
I, ah... I did, though. I-It was just one of them. Her Muk.
[The same Muk that Bertolt had been afraid to take out of the PC for almost a week, if only because it would've solidified the truth that Chloe was actually gone.]
Y-Yeah, uh... Elsa, right? I saw you at the contests.
[How could anyone forget that show? He still gets goosebumps thinking about it.]
I, ah... I did, though. I-It was just one of them. Her Muk.
[The same Muk that Bertolt had been afraid to take out of the PC for almost a week, if only because it would've solidified the truth that Chloe was actually gone.]
text - 10.10.2018 (when talking about the contest and why he entered)
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[ She doesn't feel fantastic about having not even considered warning Bertolt about Marco. Annie had been in a version of shock, had been talking and only half remembers anything she said, and then she'd hit the road at a run. Literally.
So here on the other side of it, with Bertolt talking about things he'd done in the aftermath of waking up here after dying, she's trying to suss out what she wants to do, balanced against what she should do, balanced against what the hell kind of person am I anyway. Failed soldier, failed warrior, successful... hand to hand combat practitioner?
Words are a battleground of their own, so: ]
How are you handling Marco?
[ Hi, Bertolt, How Are You, only in pointed Annie speak. ]
So here on the other side of it, with Bertolt talking about things he'd done in the aftermath of waking up here after dying, she's trying to suss out what she wants to do, balanced against what she should do, balanced against what the hell kind of person am I anyway. Failed soldier, failed warrior, successful... hand to hand combat practitioner?
Words are a battleground of their own, so: ]
How are you handling Marco?
[ Hi, Bertolt, How Are You, only in pointed Annie speak. ]
[Bertolt still doesn't know how he missed him in New Bark when he was looking for potential new customers. He'd gone through town at least four times before returning to FCAB, and after that it had been...
It was A Thing. A Thing That Happened.
He's still a little upset with himself over his reaction, too.]
I fainted.
[Okay, maybe more than a little upset with himself. What kind of Warrior faints?
He's never fainted before!]
It was A Thing. A Thing That Happened.
He's still a little upset with himself over his reaction, too.]
I fainted.
[Okay, maybe more than a little upset with himself. What kind of Warrior faints?
He's never fainted before!]
Bertolt? Uh.. do you know what kind of shampoo would be best for cleaning off a Pokemon?
I'd say it depends on what kind of a mess they got themselves into. If it's mud or even just from rolling around in... something, I'd think any sort of shampoo from the Pokemart would work. If it's something like tree sap, I'd be more likely to take them to a Pokemon groomer just to save myself some time.
Personally, I like the ones that say oatmeal on it - it does wonders for Marcel's coat.
Personally, I like the ones that say oatmeal on it - it does wonders for Marcel's coat.
Hello Bertolt,
Hope all is well. Here's some excess candy from Lute's exploits yesterday.
I've been told people celebrate gift giving holidays in the winter months here. I wanted to request no gifts be given to me related to that, thank you.
Enjoy the sugar,
Annie
[ and there is indeed a nice amount of candy that's been included! ]
Hope all is well. Here's some excess candy from Lute's exploits yesterday.
I've been told people celebrate gift giving holidays in the winter months here. I wanted to request no gifts be given to me related to that, thank you.
Enjoy the sugar,
Annie
[ and there is indeed a nice amount of candy that's been included! ]
[Good thing Sasha has a nice employee discount because this box is coming long distance straight to Bertolt via Fed-Exeggcute. Inside it is a winter themed baking set plus an early birthday card because the timing lines up nicely to kill two birds with one stone.]
One present awaits Bertolt, carried here by a rather exhausted looking Pidgey. Listen, this was a heavy one, okay.
To Bertolt
At first I had considered getting you something to bake with, but honestly, at this point, you know far more about that than I do, and I cannot even imagine what you might need. So instead, I hope you'll enjoy this present. After all, you seem to like this particular species a lot. See you soon on your birthday.
Yours sincerely,
Armin.
Inside a neatly wrapped package, Bertolt will find a rather hefty encyclopedia on Tyrunt/Tyrantrum. The book is full of gorgeous, full-colour spreads, and contains all the latest information on how these pokemon lived eons ago, information on famous fossil finds and how they evolved, and finally some still unresolved questions. Like, how feathery were they really?
To Bertolt
At first I had considered getting you something to bake with, but honestly, at this point, you know far more about that than I do, and I cannot even imagine what you might need. So instead, I hope you'll enjoy this present. After all, you seem to like this particular species a lot. See you soon on your birthday.
Yours sincerely,
Armin.
Inside a neatly wrapped package, Bertolt will find a rather hefty encyclopedia on Tyrunt/Tyrantrum. The book is full of gorgeous, full-colour spreads, and contains all the latest information on how these pokemon lived eons ago, information on famous fossil finds and how they evolved, and finally some still unresolved questions. Like, how feathery were they really?
Bertolt will wake up to a hand-wrapped box on his bed in FCAB for Christmas. Inside is an apron, dark floral, with the text "I could have dropped my croissant!" in white on the chest.
There is also a hilariously oversized dark green scarf, with solid gold bands at the ends.
Marco has written a note for him on the card. I found a scarf in your size, Bertolt. Merry Christmas!
There is also a hilariously oversized dark green scarf, with solid gold bands at the ends.
Marco has written a note for him on the card. I found a scarf in your size, Bertolt. Merry Christmas!
There is another package!
Inside are some pokemon treats and also a book. It's a mystery novel, pretty light, it's the sort Dipper reads. Think pokemon Hardy boys.
There's also a note.
"I wasn't really sure what sort of books you'd like but I hope you like this. The series is pretty good. -Dipper"
Inside are some pokemon treats and also a book. It's a mystery novel, pretty light, it's the sort Dipper reads. Think pokemon Hardy boys.
There's also a note.
"I wasn't really sure what sort of books you'd like but I hope you like this. The series is pretty good. -Dipper"
On Christmas morning, Bert will find a pair of packages from Krieg. Inside he will find:
1x TM: Smack Down
1x knitted beanie that looks like an Aron
1x TM: Smack Down
1x knitted beanie that looks like an Aron
Bert's Christmas present will arrive late Christmas Morning, Mabel's Tropius the one in charge of his delivery as he makes his way to the young man's residence with a large bundle secured on his back. Making quick work of getting it off, Jim's just going to plop it down--gently of course--in front of Bert before staring at him expectantly.
Better open it buddy.
Inside he'll find two different handmade gifts from Mabel! The first, a pair of matching gloves and hat made to resemble a Tyrannitar! And the second part of the gift is, you guessed it, a sweater! His new sweater is a deep crimson color with a big orange dog head on it (probably suppose to resemble an Arcanine but getting the details just right was a little tough) with the words "HOWL YOU DOIN'?" over it.
There's also a card!
'MERRY CHRISTMAS BERT!
I hope you have a super awesome Christmas and we'll see you soon okay? Give everyone lots of hugs and smooches for me until I can see them again!!
Love Mabel <3'
Better open it buddy.
Inside he'll find two different handmade gifts from Mabel! The first, a pair of matching gloves and hat made to resemble a Tyrannitar! And the second part of the gift is, you guessed it, a sweater! His new sweater is a deep crimson color with a big orange dog head on it (probably suppose to resemble an Arcanine but getting the details just right was a little tough) with the words "HOWL YOU DOIN'?" over it.
There's also a card!
'MERRY CHRISTMAS BERT!
I hope you have a super awesome Christmas and we'll see you soon okay? Give everyone lots of hugs and smooches for me until I can see them again!!
Love Mabel <3'
[ the egg that marcel gave to marco has been kept snug in its blanket bed. teddy has wrapped himself around it for most of the trip, and bert's chandelure has been keeping him company.
early in the morning in marco's room, the egg cracks. the noise startles teddy awake, who sits up and circles the egg, chattering in surprise. it wakes up viola, on marco's bed, which in turn wakes marco up. ]
What..?
[ but he hears the cracking and that gets him hopping out of his bed, concerned. it's his first egg hatch! before he can call an alarm, the top of the egg pops off, and a weak squeak emanates through the room as a small new growlithe pokes her head out.
teddy's eyes get wide with excitement, while marco kneels down, moving to scoop her up out of the egg remains. ]
Oh! ... hello there!
early in the morning in marco's room, the egg cracks. the noise startles teddy awake, who sits up and circles the egg, chattering in surprise. it wakes up viola, on marco's bed, which in turn wakes marco up. ]
What..?
[ but he hears the cracking and that gets him hopping out of his bed, concerned. it's his first egg hatch! before he can call an alarm, the top of the egg pops off, and a weak squeak emanates through the room as a small new growlithe pokes her head out.
teddy's eyes get wide with excitement, while marco kneels down, moving to scoop her up out of the egg remains. ]
Oh! ... hello there!
[It's the noise coming from Marco's room that catches Bertolt's attention as he makes the early-morning trudge from the bedroom to inspect the "damage" from the overnight snow. It's not terrible, but he's still going to let Galliard outside later to re-clear the path while getting some energy out. Just because he can't fit inside the cabin doesn't mean he can't have fun around it!
He pauses to yawn, one hand covering his mouth as he lightly raps on the doorframe with his knuckles.]
Mar--[Another yawn, and a shake of his head. Come on, wake up brain!]--co? S'everything okay in there?
He pauses to yawn, one hand covering his mouth as he lightly raps on the doorframe with his knuckles.]
Mar--[Another yawn, and a shake of his head. Come on, wake up brain!]--co? S'everything okay in there?
Hi Bertolt. When you have a moment, could you call me back? There is something I wanted to ask you.
[It's late. The lights are mostly out in the jail, except for the dim glow of Jean's borrowed communicator. The various Pokemon who have infiltrated his cell are also snoozing; the Voltorbs in lumpy, vaguely crackling piles, Jean's dance criminal bird perched on the bed rail near his head, and the little green monkey curled in a ball at his side. It's quiet, and peaceful.
And hopelessly boring.
And also pretty damn lonely.
Jean sighs, tired of scrolling mindlessly through the communicator's various apps, and checks the time. It's late, especially on his new schedule that involves opening a coffee shop every morning, but... but it would be okay just this once, right? Robbie can probably handle opening on his own. Jean dials a number, the very first one he added to the communicator.]
Hey, Bertolt? Are you awake?
And hopelessly boring.
And also pretty damn lonely.
Jean sighs, tired of scrolling mindlessly through the communicator's various apps, and checks the time. It's late, especially on his new schedule that involves opening a coffee shop every morning, but... but it would be okay just this once, right? Robbie can probably handle opening on his own. Jean dials a number, the very first one he added to the communicator.]
Hey, Bertolt? Are you awake?
[He really ought to be asleep by now, but with Jean still in jail it's not as easy as it should be. Even the Purrloin curled up in the crook of his neck doesn't help. The bed was too empty, and he's not even sure if having Marcel in it would make it better.
He's on his stomach with his face half-buried in the pillow and one eye focused on his Pokegear while Belle purrs away in his ear when Jean calls, and for a moment Bertolt stares at it. And then he glances up at the time in the corner of the screen. It's...
Huh, is it really that late? He really should've been sleeping an hour or two ago, but you know what? He takes a moment to free his arms out from under the pillow and after making sure Belle was still dozing, he hits the button to accept the call.]
Yeah. I can't sleep. I'm surprised you're still up, too.
He's on his stomach with his face half-buried in the pillow and one eye focused on his Pokegear while Belle purrs away in his ear when Jean calls, and for a moment Bertolt stares at it. And then he glances up at the time in the corner of the screen. It's...
Huh, is it really that late? He really should've been sleeping an hour or two ago, but you know what? He takes a moment to free his arms out from under the pillow and after making sure Belle was still dozing, he hits the button to accept the call.]
Yeah. I can't sleep. I'm surprised you're still up, too.
Wish me happy birthday. Apparently, over the last week, I turned 20. Only you'd never know it, looking at me.
I know this is really sudden, but I need your help!
[Help him Bert-wan-kenobi. You are his only hope.]
[Help him Bert-wan-kenobi. You are his only hope.]
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