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[The feed opens showing Mamoru a few feet away, the Gear held by another. Youji's voice pipes up from behind the camera.]
And now, reporting from the bug-infested gym of Azalea, where no exterminator dare tread, Mamoru has received his second badge!
[Mamoru looks a bit awkward about Youji's reporter angle at first, but puts on a smile and waves to the camera.]
Everyone tried hard. I'm proud of their efforts.
So proud that everyone's gonna get a lifetime's supply of insect repellant, I hope? Think I have entomophobia-by-proxy now.
[Youji laughs.]
Not that I'm one of those you should be proud of, but there you go. What's next on the master agenda, Mr. Takatori?
We'll be on our way to Goldenrod shortly, with plans to challenge that gym as well. I'm looking forward to it. Those in our traveling party, we'll see you within a fortnight.
Oi, you all hear that? I hope the party hasn't been too quiet without us. Not that you'd miss him. Well, most people wouldn't, I don't think.
[The camera tilts, like Youji is leaning against something. Mamoru averts his eyes.]
It's true, I'm not good at being the life of the party. Youji-kun is better suited to the role.
Not that it's a competition, given the competition.
Indeed. I'm glad to not be competing against you more formally.
Should give it a try sometime. The rich playboy thing, it works wonders.
Should I? What do you think I need it to work with?
Just that it's more personable than the stiff, serious figure. How to Win Friends and Influence People, if you will.
I'm afraid the playboy type isn't my style. That suits Youji-kun better, too.
It's not as much fun if you aren't rich, though. You know, the drinks have to come from somewhere.
Would you feel better if I provided you with your drinks?
No, then I would feel a terrible pang of conscience for accepting any commendation from the ladies you helped me impress.
[My, it's dry in here. Mamoru finally nods towards the camera.]
That's still recording, you know.
I know it's still recording. I turned it on. How stupid do you think--wait. Do me a favor and don't answer that.
...Yes. That would be best.
[Beat. Youji sounds huffy.]
Oi! You did that on purpose, didn't you? Now I want to know.
[The feed cuts there as Youji tosses the Gear to Darling. Unfortunately, Shiro is right beside her and he does love to play with those Pokégears. He jumps up, intercepts with a trill of delight, and-- oh, lucky him! Youji's Gear isn't set with a keypad lock like Mamoru's. The recording starts back up immediately to Mamoru looking in the camera's direction. He smiles to himself, as though aware of some private joke, and turns to Youji with an expression that could be considered friendly.]
That's unfortunate, isn't it. I think Youji-kun has the capacity to be profoundly intelligent.
Toge! Toge!
[ooc: badge is mod approved! Both Mamoru and Youji will be responding.]
And now, reporting from the bug-infested gym of Azalea, where no exterminator dare tread, Mamoru has received his second badge!
[Mamoru looks a bit awkward about Youji's reporter angle at first, but puts on a smile and waves to the camera.]
Everyone tried hard. I'm proud of their efforts.
So proud that everyone's gonna get a lifetime's supply of insect repellant, I hope? Think I have entomophobia-by-proxy now.
[Youji laughs.]
Not that I'm one of those you should be proud of, but there you go. What's next on the master agenda, Mr. Takatori?
We'll be on our way to Goldenrod shortly, with plans to challenge that gym as well. I'm looking forward to it. Those in our traveling party, we'll see you within a fortnight.
Oi, you all hear that? I hope the party hasn't been too quiet without us. Not that you'd miss him. Well, most people wouldn't, I don't think.
[The camera tilts, like Youji is leaning against something. Mamoru averts his eyes.]
It's true, I'm not good at being the life of the party. Youji-kun is better suited to the role.
Not that it's a competition, given the competition.
Indeed. I'm glad to not be competing against you more formally.
Should give it a try sometime. The rich playboy thing, it works wonders.
Should I? What do you think I need it to work with?
Just that it's more personable than the stiff, serious figure. How to Win Friends and Influence People, if you will.
I'm afraid the playboy type isn't my style. That suits Youji-kun better, too.
It's not as much fun if you aren't rich, though. You know, the drinks have to come from somewhere.
Would you feel better if I provided you with your drinks?
No, then I would feel a terrible pang of conscience for accepting any commendation from the ladies you helped me impress.
[My, it's dry in here. Mamoru finally nods towards the camera.]
That's still recording, you know.
I know it's still recording. I turned it on. How stupid do you think--wait. Do me a favor and don't answer that.
...Yes. That would be best.
[Beat. Youji sounds huffy.]
Oi! You did that on purpose, didn't you? Now I want to know.
[The feed cuts there as Youji tosses the Gear to Darling. Unfortunately, Shiro is right beside her and he does love to play with those Pokégears. He jumps up, intercepts with a trill of delight, and-- oh, lucky him! Youji's Gear isn't set with a keypad lock like Mamoru's. The recording starts back up immediately to Mamoru looking in the camera's direction. He smiles to himself, as though aware of some private joke, and turns to Youji with an expression that could be considered friendly.]
That's unfortunate, isn't it. I think Youji-kun has the capacity to be profoundly intelligent.
Toge! Toge!
[ooc: badge is mod approved! Both Mamoru and Youji will be responding.]