rivalkidneypunch | [who are you and what have you done with char]

[It's the DARNDEST THING. If you've been paying attention to Char (lord only knows why you would want to do that), you might have perhaps noticed that he's been acting kind of strange ever since Green showed up. Oh, he's still stirring up trouble and backsassing his superiors, but there have been these peculiar episodes where he's... actually pretty mellow. Whoa.

He's even been showing up to a few classes here and there. Whoa.

So at some point during the week, you might have run into him doing one of the following things:

1. Dragon!Char's been out on the campus green, practicing that flying thing. He's gotten halfway decent at it -- once he manages to get up in the air, he can cruise along well enough, except for a tendency to list to the right. That membrane he tore earlier's still not perfectly healed, apparently. It's the technical stuff that's harder. Expect a lot of clumsy takeoffs, faceplant!landings, and attempts at turns and swoops that send him doinking off stuff. You might wanna duck -- he's practicing his swoops right about now, and calling them "sloppy" would be a little too generous a term.

2. The dorm common room seems like a nice place to relax, right? And people say that pets are also great at easing stress. Surely that still counts if the pet in question is a six-foot-long maneating death spider, right? Skulltulas are totally cute and cuddly. On the bright side, Rasputin's probably not gonna do a whole lot of maneating: Char's got Rasputin practicing tricks, so expect a lot of rolling over and balancing bits of hot dog on its face instead. Maybe if you ask nice, Rasputin will perform a trick for you. Or give you a piggyback ride. ...Spiderback ride. Whichever.

3. Oddly enough, Char's decided to go to a place where he sincerely doubts he'll run into any of his friends: the library. Firebutt and his... uh... firebutt... have tucked themselves away in a corner in the back. So what's he up to? Cutting class? Napping? Engaging in arson? Nope. He... he appears to have a notebook open. And a textbook. And an expression of complete and utter confusion. If one didn't know better, one might say he's... actually attempting to do homework. But that would be crazy, right?]

((OOC: Yeah. Action logging of great justice. Hooray for indecision! Just... pick a scenario and label it in your tag, and everything's golden.))

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"I was born in Oak's lab over in Pallet Town, but most of us end up leavin' the place pretty young. I hung out on Route 5 for a few years, between Saffron and Cerulean. Ended up spendin' most of my years on Route 10 over by Rock Tunnel, though."

He made no mention of why that was.

"Those're just the parts I know best, but I've seen all of Kanto. Anyone who's been with a trainer has."

The names sounded only vaguely familiar until she studied a map some more but she did note them for the mental map she was starting to create. Samus had made it a point to become familiar with Saffron however, along with Viridian. They were both her targets, after all.

Her finger rested on the spine of another book, 'Kanto Gym Leaders'.

"With Green?" She had also made mental notes of the readable conversations Green had with everyone on the network since he came back. Now that she thought about it, she thumbed through the book. Sure enough, the pretentious spiky-haired brat was in it. Listed under Viridian Gym leader formally Giovanni's Gym. How interesting.

"How long has he been a gym leader?"

"Not that long, compared to most of 'em. Just a bit over two years now." Char shrugged.

"The gym was empty for longer'n that, though. 'Bout three years, give or take? The league kinda got caught with their pants down -- the old leader just up and vanished outta nowhere right around the time Green became Champ." Which was true -- while Green was becoming Champion of the League, Red was busy being a Champion of Justice. "It was all over the papers, actually. I'd be surprised if even you hadn't heard about it, considerin' how many Pokemon live here."

"I've had no reason to make any of that my business." But that was quickly changing, especially since that information was readily available and as he said, all over the papers. All in books, all over the internet, right at her finger tips. Quite literally.

"Until now?"

It was a shot in the dark, but in all honesty, the Rocket scandal was the only big criminal thing Char could thing of. Or... really the only criminal thing, period. Samus liked to be frustratingly vague about her personal affairs -- Char was more than aware of that -- but she also wasn't the kind of person to tiptoe around something she wanted. If she was asking about Green and his gym, Char had a feeling it wasn't just for the sake of getting to know his trainer better.

If that really was the case, though... boy, was Biomech in for one hell of a wild goose chase. If she wanted Rockets, she was more than a little late to the party -- good luck hunting something that doesn't exist anymore. If she wanted the ringleader, then there wasn't much point in looking around Kanto. Char thought that would have been obvious. Char couldn't help but grin -- who would've ever imagined that Biomech would be so oblivious about something that he considered common knowledge?

"Until now." She confirmed, much against that grin. That infuriating I know something you don't know grin. Samus took a moment to reflect upon the questions she had been asking so far; it seemed like she might of been making Green out to be a target.

"I'm not after Green--Unless he's got a price on his head worth going after it'd be a waste of my time." Which also summarized her sentiments regarding Giovanni and Samus would probably continue to remain frustratingly vague about that, especially since Giovanni wasn't the only thing she was interested in over in Kanto.

"Don't need to tell me that, Biomech. I know he ain't involved in nothin' sketchy." Char dismissed the notion without a thought. Of course he would know if Green was up to no good -- his trainer might have been a lot of things, but he wasn't a criminal. Even if he was, it would have been futile to come to Char about it: he never would have squealed on Green.

"So what is it you wanna know, then?"

That was the question, wasn't it. At this point Samus had to decide if she wanted to potentially involve Char in this, even if by a string of knowledge, or blow him off and continue to do her own thing as planned. As it stood, he already had a string of knowledge that she was up to something.

"Nothing I probably can't find out on my own."

"Alright, suit yourself. Can't say I never stuck my neck out for you, though." Char shrugged, turning his attention back down to that oh-so-indecipherable textbook. She just wanted to make vague hints? Whatever. He had a... thing of some sort... due at... some point. Probably last week.

Anyway, it wasn't like she was getting in over her head, if she was looking for Viridian Gym leaders who weren't Green. If it was Rockets Biomech was aiming for, then Char was content to let her run around in circles. No real danger in that -- there was nothing in Kanto worth giving a crap about. Even if there was, Team Rocket at its best still routinely fell to ten-year-olds; any stray baddies still running around would be child's play for an armed adult.

If it was the big cheese she was after, then all the tourist guides and history books in the world wouldn't tell her where he was... but then, Char kind of had a feeling it wasn't all that secret, if he openly attended a Pokemon-infested school. She wouldn't have bothered with books at all if she wanted to rough that guy up, anyway. She'd just need to wait in a mile-long lineup, that's all.

"Duly noted." She said, browsing the shelf one last time and pulled out a book on Silph Co. As expected, it hardly yielded anything she hadn't already skimmed over on the internet. How disappointing.

The blonde shifted her weight to the other leg and stole one last look at Char, still tempted to make some kind of smartass remark about his seemingly new-found work ethic but again, let it go. He wasn't antagonizing her, there was no reason for her to do the same.

Although she did decide to leave him with the parting words, "Good luck with your work." Said in a manner that implied she knew he would probably need it. Samus started to walk back the way from which she came.

Edited 2010-10-13 02:31 (UTC)

[who are you and what have you done with char]

I'll even slip you some extra honey mustard

Honey mustard or sweet and sour is acceptable.

Babe you can have both

Two condiments, one cup.

ok nevermind that's gross

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