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

[rivalkidneypunch]

[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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[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

"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?"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

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."

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

"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.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"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.