dreamsofahero: ([about more than just catching them all])
*So, Sion and Ryner haven't exactly been very visible lately, it's true, but, well, there's been a reason for that. A reason that a couple of Sion's oldest team members have decided is high past time to share with the world at large.

Which is why the (only slightly shaky) video opens to a nice shot of Sion's serperior sitting smugly in front of a door*

Ser... Serperior-or?

*("Is that thing on yet?") Flourish's question gets an impatient 'ros! from Fen, who's evidently the one holding the 'gear, to which the snake nods and gets on with his business. Folding his little leaf-hands neatly behind his back, Flourish takes on as regal and professional a pose as he can manage*

Serperior, 'perior, ser serperior...

*Flourish rambles on as he plays tour guide, Fen doing his best to follow and take it all in with the camera. First, they turn to meander their way into a spacious living/dining room area, high-ceilinged and well lit from large windows, as well as the pair of sliding glass doors that appear to open out to a large deck just outside, as Flourish takes care to point out. Several pokemon are scattered about, including a cincinno busily dusting the furniture and a pair of moewstic basking on a rug in a pool of sunlight. They pass on into a good-sized kitchen, where a yamask is apparently busily cooking with the cheerful assistance of a blissey. From there it's around a corner (Flourish points out the bathroom, but sees no point in exploring it further, because really now) and it's up the stairs to the second floor, where a balcony overlooks the living room area below, an altaria perched on the railing.

To either side of the stairs is a bedroom (and on one side another bathroom, which Flourish again declines to show off), one of which features a king sized bed and shelves full of miscellaneous trainer-like items, and the other a bed of more modest size and several cushion-y chairs, and several eeveelutions pouncing and playing with each other.

Then it's back down the stairs and then around and down more stairs to a basement, which for what it lacks in furniture certainly more than makes up for in plush rugs, blankets, and cushions aplenty, of which a softly snoring granbull has availed itself. Flourish then turns and slides back up the stairs once again, camera jostling every which direction as Fen scrambles to keep up, then veers back towards the area near the front door where he'd started, and the one door they hadn't explored yet. An absol--no, a pair of absol who were seated just outside this final room look up, but other than one of them making an amused noise, neither attempts to block the intrepid duo's passage.

And so the door opens, revealing.... rows and rows of bookshelves, some even containing books and notebooks and other such things. A veritable library in the making, if you will, and in the middle is a pair of goodly-sized desks, seated at which are--*

...Flourish. Fen. What are you doing?

*Whoops, looks like the jig is up, as Sion starts to get up from his seat upon seeing the intruders. Flourish quickly starts to back off, bumping into Fen, who gives an annoyed "Ampharos! Ampha!" while waving the 'gear about until finally, by sheer luck, he manages to hit the button to shut it off.

...welcome to Sion and Ryner's new home, ladies and gentlemen.*
dreamsofahero: (surprise)
Cut for prose )

*The feed blinks on to blur of shapes and colors flowing past, which after a moment or two resolve themselves into the backdrop of the entire of a cavern of some sort, zooming past as the 'gear flies one way and then another. A few more moments, and the flashes of color and occasional cry of a pokémon explains just what's going on- it seems a serperior, ampharos, and dratini are playing a game of "whack the 'gear back and forth with your tail". This continues for a good minute or two, the participants obviously unaware or uncaring that they're being recorded, showing enough of the cave that the astute observer may identify it as the Dragon's Den by Blackthorn City, and also revealing a slightly agitated-looking absol pacing and glancing about a short distance away. Finally, though, there's a sudden urgent-sounding "Ser! Perior!" followed by an affirmative "Amph!", and the 'gear abruptly stops its journey and is set on the ground, giving a view down the cavern from behind the ampharos's legs.

Almost immediately, a rather satisfied-looking glaceon trots into view, with Sion following immediately behind it. Sion's now sporting an almost crystalline-looking pair of horns sweeping back from his forehead like a crest, a side effect compliments of the recent mysterious outbreak, and the awkward fit of his clothes in a few places suggests there's more similar mutations unseen. He pauses as he catches sight of the quartet of pokémon, eyes quickly taking in the situation*

Fen...

*Sion frowns in the direction of the ampharos and the half-hidden 'gear, but before he can speak again the absol suddenly leaps forward with a cry*

Dusk? What...?

*his words are lost however as with a roar a large dragon comes crashing through a boulder to the side of the path, plainly on the attack. More startling, however, is that it's apparently ignoring the various gathered pokémon, instead swinging its outstretched claws straight at Sion, whose eyes go wide in surprise even as his own pokémon dash forward to try to intercept, sending the now-forgotten 'gear tumbling.

The last the camera catches is the sound of roars and shouts, and a flash of light followed by everything going an icy white before the feed finally cuts out*


((All network replies will be ICly delayed by a half-hour to an hour or so.))
dreamsofahero: (just talking)
*here, have an image of a young man with long, silver hair and an outfit that's most definitely not suited to any kind of journey appear on the screen*

Ah, hello. I'm afraid I'm not quite sure how I came to be here- wherever "here" is- but if there's anything anyone could tell me, I'd certainly be glad to hear it. In particular, if anyone could direct me to the nearest place I could acquire more than just one change of clothes. Not that I don't appreciate being given one, but...

*doesn't bother elaborating beyond that; his ridiculously long, silken robes probably speak for themselves just fine. seems about to leave it at that, when something seems to prod him and there's a soft but stern "absol!" from just out of sight of the screen*

Ah, yes, something rather warmer would probably be for the best, as well.

*the following "...sol." possibly sounds less than satisfied, but by then Sion's already turning off the broadcast*

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