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Third Eigh8all [Video/Action Goldenrod]

Oh hey, is this thing working? Oh Good.

[The camera comes on to Vriska's face for a second before turning to the road in front of her.]

So I got myself a couple more of these Pokémon since I last posted on here when I got Marquise.

[Grabbing a Pokéball she lets out the creature inside. A Magikarp flops on the ground.]

This is Camer-- Tavros you stupid fish! How did you get in front of Cameron's Pokéball!? Is this your way of wanting attention? Well ha! I'm not giving it to you. See how you like that. [Tavros, the Magikarp, continues to flop around.]

Ignore him, that's just Tavros. He's kiiiiiiiinda useless, just like his namesake. Hahahahahahahaha!

Anyway. [A moment later a small Buneary appears and hops right on over to Tavros. He tries to calm the fish down a bit.]

This is Cameron, Cameron Poe. He's going to be the most badass, rugged hoppy creature anyone's ever seen. He was also a present from John. Oh and Rose too I guess.

If anyone wants to challenge my team of awesomey awesome I'm in Goldenrod. I'll be happy to take anyone one.

[She turns the camera back on herself, grinning. Feel free to come challenge Vriska. None of her Pokemon are over level 25, and she's got an ego about the size of Johto itself. Be careful though, she's also prone to cheating.]

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[She's not crazy about it either. This is hard enough as it is.]

Edited 2011-09-11 01:55 (UTC)

[And sure enough, about two or three minute later, he's walking through the door of the pokémon center, looking around for a sign of the former troll. For once, he's completely alone. The last thing he needs in this situation is an over-excitable bipedal bunny trying to hug both of them.]

[She's half watching the doors, half scowling at the floor, but she happens to look up when John comes in. Part of her considers, turning away and walking upstairs, so she can avoid this forever. But she realizes that's stupidly ridiculous. She needs to stop being a cluckbeast is what.

So she waves after a second, putting on the tiniest hint of a smirk.]

Over here!

[Awkward though this is, he can't help but smile a bit when he catches sight of her. He walks over, hands in his pockets and stops in front of her. And...then realizes that he's not sure what to say now that he's actually here. He glances around the center. This really isn't the environment that he had in mind for this...]

Do...you want to go outside?

[She glances around as well, thinking the same thing.]

Yeah, outside is probably better. Too stuffy in here.

Way too stuffy. [He takes maybe three steps towards the door before stopping to make sure that she's following him.]

[She is following him, and even walks past him, kind of bumping his shoulder as she does and giving him a bit of smile.]

Well, what are you waiting for, huh?

Haha, nothing, nothing. Coming. [Maybe this won't be so bad after all. He catches back up to her, walking alongside her towards and out the door.]

Do you want to go for a walk? Or...would it be easier to find somewhere to sit down?

[Easier to act like it's no big deal after all.]

Walking's fine with me. [She shrugs] I'm not the one who just spent like a week in the forest or something.

Heh, yeah. [He's just going to stare at his feet for a second. For the record, he's still wearing the bright red, flame patterned shoes from the outfit Vriska "made" for him. Though there quite a bit more worn now then they were back home. But that's what happens when you spend eight months trudging through Johto's tall grass, forests, and caves in the same pair of sneakers.]

So... [Another pause.] Okay, I get what a moirail is supposed to do. But what I still don't understand is how that's different than just...being your friend.

[She'd be touched if she had noticed the shoes, but she hadn't yet. Instead she looks up, at the sky. So different from Alternia. The sun is so bright, yet it doesn't harm her.]

Well, I don't really know much about friendship. It's not really a think we do much on Alternia. But a Moirail is kind of necessary. Trolls are a violent race, waaaaaaaay more than humans by faaaaaaaar.

If Trolls didn't have Moirails to keep them in line, then they'd go crazy sometimes. Acts of terror going unchecked. It'd be madness!

But...you don't seem all that crazy or violent to me. And are you sure I would even be good at something like that? I couldn't stop Gamzee from going crazy. Granted, I wasn't his moirail, he was just my travel buddy and none of us knew that something like that would happen to him. But still...I was supposed to make sure that nothing bad happened and I failed epically at that.

Hah! Thanks John. You're probably the oooooooonly person who doesn't think I'm crazy. And sometimes you do. At least you have before back in my timeline, but you never seemed to mean it in a bad way.

If you want examples I can give you some, of my crazy violent behavior, though I'll warn you I have explanations for all of them!

But that thing about Gamzee, that's way different. I mean yeah, that's the kind of thing that Moirails are supposed to stop. But Gamzee's been on fucking sopor slime his whole life! No one could have predicted he'd go off the wall if he went off of it. Maybe we should have guessed. Gamzee's a highblood, the higher your blood the more violent you usually are.

No way you should have known that though. And, ugh! That's not even the point! I can't say whether you would have been able to stop him or not, if you'd tried talking to him. I don't really know how well you got along. But I know how well we get along. I know that I feel comfortable talking to you.

I think maybe if I'd talked to you before I killed Tavros, I might not have done it. I might have let him live, even if he was one big disappointy disappointment after another.

I... [And here she pauses a moment..] You make me want to be a better person.

[She glances down then, at the ground, not sure what to say anymore.]

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[He listens quietly and intently, just taking in what she has to say. He's more than a little surprised to hear that she killed Tavros, but he doesn't get a chance to comment on that. What comes after that reveal isn't so much shocking as it is just...stupefying. He stops walking, and just stares at her. Suddenly all the other things he was worried about seem...almost silly.]

[Why was he worrying about whether or not he'll ever be the same as the future version of himself that Vriska cares for? Why was he worried about the fact that he couldn't calm Gamzee down? Why was he worried that he wouldn't be able to feel the way a moirail should? That he could never be the moirail Vriska deserves?]

[Stupid. Every last one of them. Though...there's still the issue of being a hypocrite. But Rose said she was okay with this, right? That if Vriska really needed him...and it certainly does sound like that's the case.]

I...do?

[She takes a deep breath and nods, not looking at him.]

Yeah. I... no one really puts any faith in me, but you do. It...

Ugh, it makes me want to try. Like maybe I can do better, but I don't think I can without you.

[And that's what a Moirail is.]

[He does nothing but stare for a few more moments, completely failing to come up with anything to say to that. Then, without warning, he takes a few steps closer, closing the gap between them and pulling Vriska into a tight hug.]

[Words may be failing him...but actions speak louder than words, right?]

[She's caught completely off guard and freezes up for a moment, but then tentatively wraps her arms around him in return. Actions definitely speak louder than words in this instance, because she doesn't think there are any, and god, there are tears prickling at her eyes.]

For the record, I don't think you need me to be a better person. But if...you think that you do... And if you really do need me...

Definitely. I... I wouldn't even want to be if I hadn't met you. I--

[And she stops, because she's about to start actually crying and that's the last thing she wants.]

[Please don't cry, Vriska. He won't even be able to deal with that.]

Well. Then I think...I might be willing to give this a shot. Just be patient with me, alright? Because I want to do this right but I don't really know how to do that. But for you, I will try and figure it out. So...

That would be great John. I can do patience. But between you and me I think you'll do juuuuuuuust fine.

[She takes a shaky breath, but she'll be okay. This was much better than she actually expected when Rose spoke with her earlier.]

I hope you're right. Promise me one thing though?

Sure thing.

If for some reason it doesn't work or you change your mind later...promise you'll still be my friend?

Oh, is that all?

[She smacks him in the shoulder]

Sure. I can handle that.

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