#downtrain

"Aww hellz yeah cuz!" Back at ya covered in Wimpods.

"Of course!" It's not the first time he's helped a tourist with taking pictures, but he's a little surprised this man didn't seem to even know how to turn the phone on. Urbain carefully takes it from him, tapping the screen to light it up before opening the camera app.

two words: NEW SUCKER.

✧･ﾟ ↪ @downtrain :

Emmet always did his best to remain extra alert when going somewhere new. It was important to proceed with caution in unfamiliar spaces so he could familiarize himself with any possible dangers that could arise. It was easier to stay safe when he knew exactly what he should be staying safe from.

And thank goodness he had been paying such careful attention! Otherwise, he might have let the minor accident he saw out of the corner of his eye go completely unaddressed. He immediately redirected himself towards the young man who he'd just seen prick his finger.

"...you're bleeding." He announced without so much as a wave to introduce himself before he dug around in his pocket to retrieve a band-aid. He held it out for the other to take, a bit too close for comfort. "You should be careful. Plants can be verrrry tricky." It almost sounded as if he held some sort of personal grudge. Weird.

WITH HIS EYES WIDE HIS BODY JOLTS upon the sudden invasion of his space. Bede remains silent momentarily before hesitantly reaching for the bandage.

❝ Thank you . . . ❞

Twas a kind act. . . SURE— perhaps a tad Strangely executed but nonetheless definitely kind. Fortunately or maybe not so fortunately He had began to grow used to unusual encounters with randoms ever since becoming a gym leader.

He blinks, and stares. Then blinks again.

Recently on the weekend, there had been an impromptu "girls day out". Carmine and Lacey were feeling a little stir-crazy, and figured experiencing real air outside of Blueberry's artificial structure was the perfect remedy. Much to his dismay since he WAS hoping they'd have some more time to themselves, they decided to take his sweetheart along with them since she's never been to Nimbasa City - the heart of Unova's entertainment. Nor has she seen virtually anything outside of the academy, excluding an airport in Castelia along with a couple of its streets. Seems the Gear Station was one of their pitstops throughout the day.

❝ …I like a bunch of girls. Gotta be more specific, cuz. ❞

Breathless, incredulous laughter curled at the corners of Grimsley’s mouth but as abruptly as amusement had crinkled at the corners of his eyes he let out a sharp, ragged exhale as if his very breath had been stolen from him. It took the elite’s mind a second, then another, to catch up with him and for a moment he’s quietly, gingerly cradled in the conductor’s arms. As soon as it does, however, his heartbeat stutters. He stares up at Emmet, disbelief thawing into mirth. Perhaps he was appeasing his heart, quietly imploring it to settle, or perhaps he was soaking in the warmth of the moment as if he were a pampered Liepard. Breaking the inertia Grimsley tilts his head, lips pursed, hinting at his true delight.

❝ Oh ? Well, you’re rather tall.❞ He offers candidly, a hand resting on Emmet’s forearm as if for leverage; for himself━ or for his heart.

It was time for the theatrics to start! This guy had no idea what was about to hit him. A full on collision where two worlds meet, both chaotic and fun! If his day was boring, a change was obviously overdue.

There was a cat-like narrow to her gaze, lips curling into an oh-so mischievous smile. Hands would rise so that she may strike a ridiculous pose, before she announced the doom this man was about to face at the hands of 'Elmo'.

" No! I am not Elmo. In fact, I am the God known as Gold Ship. An omnipotent God that hails from the planet Golgol! " She offered up a sing-song response with a subtle hint of laughter that colored the notes in the lilt of her voice. " Alas! Elmo does know where you live, he will seek you out tonight and slay you, the monster, under the blanket of darkness. "