.004 battles [Accidental Video]

[chomperchamp]

[The feed opens with a loud thump, and for a long while, all that can be seen is a black sleeve blocking the view. When it finally moves out of sight, it's time for an ocean of blond locks to show up, revealing a sleeping Champion underneath their softness. After a week of little to no sleep, she has finally collapsed in the library, as one could

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[caped_elite]

[The great thing about being a fucking creeper Lance is that he has his eye on most everyone that is important to him, his trainer housemates being on the top of that list. And with Will M.I.A. and a long week to contemplate what he had done wrong (or if he had done anything wrong at all), Lance has finally decided to come home.

... to see this.

It's with a sigh that he gently squeezes Cynthia's shoulders, carefully shifting the book out from underneath her.]

Cynthia.

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[chomperchamp]

[There is no answer other than a small, incoherent sound. Her breathing is shallow, an indication she's in a deep slumber and not about to wake up anytime soon, despite the uncomfortable position.

That will most likely hurt in the morning, though.]

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[caped_elite]

Cynthia --

She's not going to wake up. I can just carry her to her bedroom.

[And Lance gives his Dragonite a flat look as the dragon slips into the library, snorting softly, his slightly teasing voice prodding into Lance's head with little effort.]

That isn't necessary. [More to himself than to anyone else. He gently shakes Cynthia.] Cynthia. You need to go to bed.

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[chomperchamp]

Hnnhg... [Another deceptive mumble later, she tucks both arms under her head, as though missing her makeshift pillow. Her golden bangs further spread across her face with the movement, both her eyes now partially covered; otherwise, there is no sign she's willing to comply or that she's even listening to him.]

[Offline] Some time after the above

[elite_bookworm]

[Lucian sees the accidental post a little late. Cynthia’s not in the library when he checks, but he doesn’t worry too much about that. The book she had been reading is picked up and he carries it to her room, entering quietly and setting it down safely on the nightstand. After checking to be sure she was alright, Lucian tiptoes out the room and closes the door.

When she wakes up she’ll find a little piece of paper wedged in her book, with a note written in Lucian’s almost-illegible handwriting.]

[Offline] Aaaaand even later on...

[chomperchamp]

[It takes her about twenty hours or so to finally catch up with her much needed sleep, but Cynthia manages to wake up a day after the incident. Her vision is a little blurry, her head aches and her body is very much sore, but that was only to be expected. What she couldn't figure out, though, was how in the worlds she had ended up in her room-- she most certainly had not returned to it on her own.

But that only lasted until she reached for the nightstand and Lucian's note slipped out as she flipped through the pages of her book. Then, her wonderment was soon replaced with a mix of embarrassment, guilt and perhaps even the faintest trace of fright.]

I'm in for an earful, I just know it. [She says to herself with a sigh, followed by a chuckle. It was plain to see her mood had already improved considerably.]

[Offline] We are timeskip masters.

[poke_elite]

[Lucian had left Bronzong with her not too long ago, figuring she would awaken soon enough. The pokemon hovers in the corner of her room, stirring when she awakens, but not yet moving. He makes a soft noise, something between a gong and a ring, but almost inaudible. The message is clear, though. Lucian's on his way.]

[Offline] And we don't even need a TARDIS /shot'd

[chomperchamp]

[The sound is actually rather soothing and a welcome morning greeting, even though she knows very well what that means.]

Good morning, Bronzong. [She offers the Pokemon a somewhat sheepish smile, slipping her glasses back on. She was not finished with her read, after all.]

[offline.... reaction, I guess. |D ]

[masked_elite]

[Will sees the post, and he's really, really tempted to bring over cookies (like, really really). He's not self centered enough to think that this was all just because of him, but he knows well enough to think that he's had a part or two in it.

But, in the end, he just gives a little smile, because that's what Lucian is there for, and pushes the PCD away to try and get some sleep of his own.]