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heiresssansparent[When the feed clicks on, Emily is smiling. She's in her hotel room in Violet city, and she's surrounded by Pokemon. They're still obviously babies, though some are much older. Gallade, her starter, is just sort of hanging in the back watching everything like a silent protector. She's been in Violet City with Blake for a while now, and he hasn't met all of her friends yet, and she's about to fix that! She wants to get the first meeting on camera, too, because it's sure to be awesome. She doesn't realize it's actually a live feed though, she just thinks the camera is recording things. Oops.
Just then, a knock on the door comes.]
Oh, he's here! Alright everyone, be on your best behaviour!
[Emily had said she had something to show him, and sounded excited about it. Blake can't begin to guess what that means. It's a persistent, weird miracle that they get along at all, and that she's okay with him being her de facto guardian. He's not gonna ask too many questions.]
[Blake opens the door] Hey Emily-
[And is met by more than a dozen pairs of eyes fixed on him. Every surface in the room is covered in animals.]
Holy hell.
[Despite Emily's command to behave themselves, instantly all of her Pokemon except for Corvo rush at him once the door is closed behind him. He doesn't have long to stare at them before he's bum rushed by all of them. He has Pokemon all over him a second later. Eevee, Tympole, Ekans, Weedle, Taillow, Ponyta and several others are all fighting for his attention. Weedle shoots a stringshot at him and pulls itself onto Blake's shoulder. Taillow flies onto Blake's head and begins nesting there. Others paw and nuzzle into him.]
Oh look, they want to be your friend, Mr. Lieutenant Blake!
[That is a stampede of adorable little bastards headed straight for him.]
[There's birds and furry things and something like a deranged tadpole, and one of those fire horses is headbutting his knee and he doesn't even know how his pants aren't on fire. When he feels something sticky on his shoulder he nearly smacks it. You do not swat a little girl's pet, even if it is a giant fucking earthworm]
[There is a bird on his head. There is a bird on his head.]
[There's no suppressing the instinct to flail around.]
Get off me!
[Emily can't help but giggle at his reaction. Honestly he's lucky that her Onix is confined outside right now, otherwise it would probably be joining the party, too! And that would not bode well for anyone, least of all Blake. And she's also pretty sure that he won't actually hurt any of them, so his flailing doesn't bother her too much.
She goes to pick up the camera so she can get a better shot, and then she pauses when she notices something. 'Live'. Which... means she's broadcasting this whole thing to everyone.]
...Oops.
[Tiny and adorable is bad enough without throwing in a hug from a snake made of rocks.]
[There's a tadpole flopping at his feet and a worm-thing draping around his neck like the world's worst idea of a feather boa, while he tries to shake the bird off his arm. All it does is flap and tweet. How can little bird toes be that strong?]
Oops what?
[He looks up and sees the little red light on the camera. He freezes, hand still wrapped around the purple snake he was trying to pry off his waist]
Aw hell.
[Emily goes to shut off the video just as there's a slight rumble and an Onix peeks its head in the window to see what's going on. The feed cuts off just before Cubone decides to throw it's bone at Blake's head to get his attention.]
Just then, a knock on the door comes.]
Oh, he's here! Alright everyone, be on your best behaviour!
[Emily had said she had something to show him, and sounded excited about it. Blake can't begin to guess what that means. It's a persistent, weird miracle that they get along at all, and that she's okay with him being her de facto guardian. He's not gonna ask too many questions.]
[Blake opens the door] Hey Emily-
[And is met by more than a dozen pairs of eyes fixed on him. Every surface in the room is covered in animals.]
Holy hell.
[Despite Emily's command to behave themselves, instantly all of her Pokemon except for Corvo rush at him once the door is closed behind him. He doesn't have long to stare at them before he's bum rushed by all of them. He has Pokemon all over him a second later. Eevee, Tympole, Ekans, Weedle, Taillow, Ponyta and several others are all fighting for his attention. Weedle shoots a stringshot at him and pulls itself onto Blake's shoulder. Taillow flies onto Blake's head and begins nesting there. Others paw and nuzzle into him.]
Oh look, they want to be your friend, Mr. Lieutenant Blake!
[That is a stampede of adorable little bastards headed straight for him.]
[There's birds and furry things and something like a deranged tadpole, and one of those fire horses is headbutting his knee and he doesn't even know how his pants aren't on fire. When he feels something sticky on his shoulder he nearly smacks it. You do not swat a little girl's pet, even if it is a giant fucking earthworm]
[There is a bird on his head. There is a bird on his head.]
[There's no suppressing the instinct to flail around.]
Get off me!
[Emily can't help but giggle at his reaction. Honestly he's lucky that her Onix is confined outside right now, otherwise it would probably be joining the party, too! And that would not bode well for anyone, least of all Blake. And she's also pretty sure that he won't actually hurt any of them, so his flailing doesn't bother her too much.
She goes to pick up the camera so she can get a better shot, and then she pauses when she notices something. 'Live'. Which... means she's broadcasting this whole thing to everyone.]
...Oops.
[Tiny and adorable is bad enough without throwing in a hug from a snake made of rocks.]
[There's a tadpole flopping at his feet and a worm-thing draping around his neck like the world's worst idea of a feather boa, while he tries to shake the bird off his arm. All it does is flap and tweet. How can little bird toes be that strong?]
Oops what?
[He looks up and sees the little red light on the camera. He freezes, hand still wrapped around the purple snake he was trying to pry off his waist]
Aw hell.
[Emily goes to shut off the video just as there's a slight rumble and an Onix peeks its head in the window to see what's going on. The feed cuts off just before Cubone decides to throw it's bone at Blake's head to get his attention.]
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on 2013-05-06 05:19 am (UTC)[His voice is very, very calm.]
Emily.
Why is your room full of baby animals?
[A bird nestles on his shoulder and nibbles his ear]
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on 2013-05-07 01:34 am (UTC)Because I bought them! With my own money, from the breeding center! I haven't ever been able to buy anything with my own money before, especially not pets!
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on 2013-05-07 08:55 am (UTC)[Whenever Blake manages to get one off himself, it gives three more the chance to climb on him. He gives up and just lets them. His hair's never gonna be the same again anyway.]
[The bug thing settles comfortably on his shoulder. It'd better not jab him in the neck with that spike on its head. That'd be a damn stupid thing to have on a coroner's report.]
[Never bought anything herself...she did say something about being a princess or something, before. Translated from little kid language, that means she must have real sheltering parents.]
[She looks so excited that he can't manage to get mad at her.]
Look, you know you have to take care of all of them yourself, right?
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on 2013-05-10 05:21 am (UTC)But when he asks that, she pauses.]
Uh... Yes! Of course I do. I mean, sure they can be tiresome on occasion- especially Tyrogue... But... I definitely can handle it!
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on 2013-05-10 09:56 am (UTC)[He's pretty irritated at all these little bastards crawling and climbing all over him, but he's used to being mad at people who are yelling in his face that they're innocent or trying to shiv him, not giggling little girls.]
Well, they're yours, so they're your responsibility.
[His attempt to sound stern yet reasonable would be more successful if it weren't for the tadpole thing flopping on his shoe.]
And don't go buying any more.