Luca Milda (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
milquetoasthero) wrote2012-07-16 05:44 pm
milquetoasthero) wrote2012-07-16 05:44 pm
Entry tags:
- !celadon city,
- !video,
- @atsuro kihara,
- @hayate ayasaki,
- @hiccup haddock,
- @kayneth archibald,
- @kiki,
- @rima touya,
- at least everyone else likes it,
- gets seasick easily,
- good for the summer,
- he's a doctor-in-training,
- intelligence never really gets shown,
- level two isn't so bad,
- might be regretting charos,
- never was good with water
06 | video
[There's something-- different about Luca when he comes onto the feed today.
Maybe it's the silver scales fanning up from the back of his neck and around his collarbones, and dotting his face and arms (as well as many other-- less visible places). Maybe it's the fact he is, actually, dressed down - in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans he bought from Celadon's store, and looking pretty awkward out of his usual wear.
Maybe it's the fact he's leaking. There's water dripping down his scales and skin, as well as off of his hair. Instead of holding his PokéGear, he's let his Audino film for today. He looks more than a little tired, too.]
...I thought it was strange for the locals to start growing horns and scales and things, but I didn't realize it could infect us too. [He tried tending to a few infected NPCs, but-- couldn't really figure out the cause. As for people he's seen on the network--] Um... Some people, I've noticed, have red splotches and others have yellow... You can probably use fire and electricity-based attacks then, right?
[The only reason he's deducted this, though, is as he shows; when he opens his mouth to speak, he gets a wide-eyed look and turns his head; water spits out of his mouth, much like a Water Gun, and he looks sick again.]
Um... Sorry. Anyway, I hope everyone stays safe and gets better soon. It seems like Pokémon who are the opposite of whatever you have really don't like you [he glances at his Pokéballs and sighs, evidently not happy that his Charmander's become more hostile] and I'm going to bet that it's the same for ones that don't have trainers.
[He scratches at his scales, then wipes some condensation off of his face and slumps his shoulders.]
...I'm going to go lie down for a bit. Sorry for such a long ramble. I don't even know what I'm really saying anymore. [Time to address the cameraman.] Doctor, that's enough.
[With that, the feed goes out. Seasickness was bad enough; having it on land is even worse.]
[OOC: ICly, it'll be about two hours until he gets to replies.]
Maybe it's the silver scales fanning up from the back of his neck and around his collarbones, and dotting his face and arms (as well as many other-- less visible places). Maybe it's the fact he is, actually, dressed down - in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans he bought from Celadon's store, and looking pretty awkward out of his usual wear.
Maybe it's the fact he's leaking. There's water dripping down his scales and skin, as well as off of his hair. Instead of holding his PokéGear, he's let his Audino film for today. He looks more than a little tired, too.]
...I thought it was strange for the locals to start growing horns and scales and things, but I didn't realize it could infect us too. [He tried tending to a few infected NPCs, but-- couldn't really figure out the cause. As for people he's seen on the network--] Um... Some people, I've noticed, have red splotches and others have yellow... You can probably use fire and electricity-based attacks then, right?
[The only reason he's deducted this, though, is as he shows; when he opens his mouth to speak, he gets a wide-eyed look and turns his head; water spits out of his mouth, much like a Water Gun, and he looks sick again.]
Um... Sorry. Anyway, I hope everyone stays safe and gets better soon. It seems like Pokémon who are the opposite of whatever you have really don't like you [he glances at his Pokéballs and sighs, evidently not happy that his Charmander's become more hostile] and I'm going to bet that it's the same for ones that don't have trainers.
[He scratches at his scales, then wipes some condensation off of his face and slumps his shoulders.]
...I'm going to go lie down for a bit. Sorry for such a long ramble. I don't even know what I'm really saying anymore. [Time to address the cameraman.] Doctor, that's enough.
[With that, the feed goes out. Seasickness was bad enough; having it on land is even worse.]
[OOC: ICly, it'll be about two hours until he gets to replies.]
[audio]
[Hiccup's shivering has only been getting worse, as time progresses, and...he doesn't even want to think about how he looks. Luca probably didn't need one more trainer's mutated appearance lingering in his brain, anyway.
After a moment of chattering teeth, he sighs and switches his tone to a mumble.]
...M-my dragons d-don't want to be near me e-e-either-r.
[audio]
Sorry. [Even if it's not his fault.] I only have two fire Pokémon, but they're really wary of me. At least Toto's not trying to burn me, like my Charmander was earlier. [Huff. He sighs.] Ice, huh... Ice, water, electric, and fire... Those are all pretty destructive elements, aren't they..?
[He's mostly musing to himself, with a clearer head.]
[audio]
[Really, Astrid the Snorunt was the only one happy with Hiccup's fun new sickness. He can sneeze snow!]
D-do you have any water-r-r t-types on your t-team?
[audio]
[Like Hiccup's situation with his dragons. Poor thing.]
What other types do you have on your team, aside from dragon?
[audio]
[Still, at least Hiccup had one pokemon who was currently head-over-heels for him. It was a little comforting, to listen to the tiny ice-type coo as she snuggled up to him.]
One i-i-ice. Th-the rest are things like f-fire, water-r and-d-d flying.
[Plus a few others, but he's been saddled with permanent brainfreeze, which doesn't exactly make doing a mental headcount fun.]
[audio]
[What a varied team. He'd been slowly working towards one as well-- no no, concentrate on the issue at hand.]
I'd suggest keeping by your fire type to try and alleviate your shivering, but I get the feeling that you'd end up wanting to avoid fire as much as my Charmander wants to avoid me.
[audio] me realizing silly things: they have brother charmanders.
...Y-yeah. [Blankets are nice--they are soft, in addition to warming him up the slightest bit. But the thought of letting Musphel or Hookfang near was a little chilling (in the non-literal sense, given the circumstances) even when he knew they wouldn't do anything to harm him.
Well, Hookfang might chew on him.]
M-my own Charmander-r would be too lazy-y t-to come by m-m-me, any-yway.
[audio] oh, they do! that's pretty cute actually.
[audio]
[He knows that Carmen can probably fly him over to a neighboring city in no time, but he still had his doubts that any flying-type would allow him as a passenger.]
[audio]
Then it'd be better to stay inside, I guess. I hope nothing too bad comes out of this.
[Like death or something. Bad Things.]
[audio]
I d-don't leave the hotel a lot-t right now-w.
[Even if the locals have been dealing with the sickness for longer than all the infected foreigners, Hiccup hadn't come to terms enough with his own appearance to waltz about the area. Plus the worst cold/case of hypothermia ever.]
[audio]