the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
Sherlock gets his first call from Bella's father asking for interpretation of a Pokémon the following morning. Charlie is on the line, but a Geodude can be heard muttering to itself in the background.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
"Good morning," says Sherlock.
sundayfish: (Default)
Author: sundayfish
"Hullo," says Charlie. "Got a Geodude here who may've seen who spraypainted the public art on the bridge. I'll be able to start calling with more significant stuff if we can catch a few pettier criminals with 'mon testimony, but for now it's vandalism."
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"That seems entirely reasonable. I'll talk to her."
sundayfish: (Default)
Author: sundayfish
There is the faint sound of Charlie trying to explain to the Geodude how to hold the phone; she either figures it out or Charlie holds it for her, because she commences chattering away. "Duuuuuuuuude. Dude geodude ge-geodude."
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"Oh, dear," says Sherlock. "You're right, that was terrible. Did you see who did it?"
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Geodude! Geodude dude duuuuuuuude. Geooooo."
bitofafiction: Looking down, pensive, unsure or regretful. (== come all the same)
Author: bitofafiction
He listens intently.

"I see," he murmurs. For Charlie's sake, he translates, "She says he was taller than her trainer, and wearing a long brown leather coat with white stitching and a black hat with a large floppy brim and a red ribbon around it." And to the Geodude, "Anything else?"
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Dude," mutters the Geodude.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
"And he was ugly," Sherlock adds.
sundayfish: (Default)
Author: sundayfish
Charlie snorts.

The Geodude continues. "Dude geo geo dude dude duuuuuude."
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction


"I'm sorry to hear that," says Sherlock. To Charlie, he explains, "When the vandal realized she was not part of the statue he released a Wingull and she was more soundly defeated than she has been since - when was that previous battle, if you don't mind my asking?"
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Dude? Geodude. Duuuuude."
bitofafiction: Looking off into the distance. Thoughtful, possibly amused. (<= one point eight seconds)
Author: bitofafiction
"Before she was traded to her current owner. That must have been quite the Wingull."
sundayfish: (uniform)
Author: sundayfish
"Can she give us a time more constrained than 'between sunset and nine p.m.'? Did the Wingull have a nickname?"

"Dude," says the Geodude. "Duuuuuuuude."
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
"The Wingull was nicknameless, and it was after sunset by the length of a small nap."
sundayfish: (how bout that)
Author: sundayfish
"How many other occupied Pokéballs did he have on him?"

"Dude."
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"At least one; she couldn't tell if there were more."
sundayfish: (hopeless cook)
Author: sundayfish
"All right. This should be helpful. Thanks, the both of you."

"Are you done with Tiffany?" calls a girl's voice from the background.

"Dude?" agrees the Geodude, who is apparently called Tiffany.

"Think so. Sherlock?"
bitofafiction: Eyes closed, serene, content. (<= it's good to be home)
Author: bitofafiction
He hesitates.

Then, "Yes. Thank you, Tiffany. You've been very helpful. I'm sure the police will be able to find the fellow who spraypainted you."
sundayfish: (need to know)
Author: sundayfish
"Dude!" says Tiffany.

"Thanks," Charlie tells Sherlock again. "You want to be kept updated on how it goes?"
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"Yes, thank you."
sundayfish: (on the one hand)
Author: sundayfish
"All right. I'll let you know. Bye."

Charlie hangs up.
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock thinks for a few minutes.

And then he goes looking for Bella. The library seems a reasonable place to start.
the_very_best: (processing)
Author: the_very_best
She is there, reading a book. "Hi, Sherlock."
bitofafiction: Looking off into the distance. Thoughtful, possibly amused. (<= one point eight seconds)
Author: bitofafiction
"I had the most fascinating call from your father just now. He wanted me to interview a Geodude named Tiffany about some vandalism she witnessed, and during the conversation she made reference to having been defeated by a Shaymin before she was traded to her current owner."
the_very_best: (inspection)
Author: the_very_best
Bella sits up straighter.

She closes her book.

"How long ago? Where?"
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
"I didn't ask. I'm sure it wouldn't be difficult to talk to Tiffany again, and I didn't want to complicate matters with Charlie in case he is particularly skeptical of supposed legendary sightings."
the_very_best: (side-eye)
Author: the_very_best
"He is a little, yes. Well, I guess I know where I'm going next."
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"May I come with you?"
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Sure!"
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
He grins.
the_very_best: (ponytail)
Author: the_very_best
"Way harder to get details from Tiffany without you. Do you think Tony'll want to come?"
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"Potentially. We can ask."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
Bella nods, shelves the book she was reading, and starts looking for Tony, sidestepping a subflock of Porygon on the stairs precariously.
toblameforit: Smiling a little bit. (*= you jerk! :D)
Author: toblameforit
Tony is downstairs, doing things with a holographic display that covers most of the ground floor.
the_very_best: (awesome)
Author: the_very_best
"Hey, a lead on a possible Shaymin dropped into Sherlock's lap and he's gonna come with me to check it out, do you want to join us?"
toblameforit: Smiling affectionately or smugly. (*= recent successes)
Author: toblameforit
"Ooh!" says Tony. "Nah. You guys have fun, though."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"We will. I dunno how long we'll be gone."
toblameforit: Drinking orange juice from the carton. (+= endeavouring to make breakfast)
Author: toblameforit
He shrugs. "Figures, on a trip like that."
the_very_best: (ponytail)
Author: the_very_best
"Yeah. Well, now I'm all antsy, I'm gonna pack." She pets the nearest Porygon and goes back up the stairs.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock, it transpires, does not take very long to pack at all. He meets her in her room.
the_very_best: (frustrated)
Author: the_very_best
Bella is evaluating her food supply. "I can restock at Solaceon and getting there won't take that long," she eventually concludes. She buttons her bag closed, makes sure all her Pokéballs are where they belong, and says, "You want to go right now?"
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
"I don't see why not."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"All right then." And down the stairs, and she waves goodbye to Tony, and opens the door and lets Rachis out.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock produces Irene.
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
Bella hops onto her bird and away they fly. "You ever been to Solaceon?" she asks.
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
"I have not."
the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
"It's nice, if you like itty-bitty towns where nothing happens. There's some ruins and some towers not too far off from it."
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"Ah, ruins. Good old ruins. So dependably ruinous."
the_very_best: (ah-huh)
Author: the_very_best
"They're super ruinous, and there's about a billion Unown in there."
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"That sounds interesting. I've never met an Unown."
the_very_best: (side-eye)
Author: the_very_best
"People occasionally catch them to try to get them to spell things, but of course nobody can handle more than six at a time, so the things they can spell are kinda limited even if a few people cooperate."
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
He laughs. "I wonder if they could be otherwise persuaded."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Maybe! I mean, I assume they won't be as docile as the flock of Porygon, but perhaps. You could collect a tidy sum of money trailing a banner of Unown that spelled 'Eat At Joe's'."
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
"I do have an unusual advantage in that area."
the_very_best: (musing)
Author: the_very_best
"Very unusual indeed. Hey, does it make it weird to get into fights with wild 'mon when you can understand what they're saying?"
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"Once or twice, I have successfully exercised diplomacy. But for the most part they don't have anything to say that I could not have guessed from context."
the_very_best: (ponytail)
Author: the_very_best
"Diplomacy? Do tell."
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"Oh - placating a grumpy Staravia who just wants to chase me away before I trample her favourite berry patch, that sort of thing."
the_very_best: (processing)
Author: the_very_best
Bella giggles.
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"She was very surprised when I said 'oh, I'm sorry' and went the other way."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"I'll bet!"
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
He laughs.
the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
Even held down to Rachis's speed, it's not a terrible journey; there's one pit stop and then they fly the rest of the way and there is Solaceon. It is a sleepy, pretty little town, full of people and their Pokémon leading sleepy, pretty little lives.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
"I confess I'm tempted to explore the ruins. On the way back, perhaps."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Sure, why not? If this trip goes well we have all the time in the world, and if it doesn't it'll be a comforting distraction and you can get the Unown to spell stuff."
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"I wonder if I can teach them to read."
the_very_best: (frustrated)
Author: the_very_best
"Good question. I don't even know if they know what letters they are."
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
"Another good question."
the_very_best: (inspection)
Author: the_very_best
"Presumably they can tell that they aren't all shaped the same, at least?"
bitofafiction: Eyes closed, serene, content. (<= it's good to be home)
Author: bitofafiction
"I'd expect so."
the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
"Are there any Pokémon who can read? Zag can recognize a handful of whole words - I can tell him to find a Pokémon center and he can do it even if the building is shaped funny, based on the sign - but not letters or anything. I'm not sure if that's just for lack of trying." They are approaching Charlie's house, now.
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
"I haven't tried with any of mine. I wouldn't rule it out, though."
the_very_best: (ah-huh)
Author: the_very_best
Bella nods.

She opens the front door. "Dad, you home?" she calls.

Charlie does not appear to be home.

She puts her Pokémon away and walks in anyway.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
Likewise Sherlock.
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"So this is Charlie's house. Let's eat something and then go meet him at the station, see if he can direct us to Tiffany's trainer." She shows Sherlock to the kitchen and starts investigating it.
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"All right."

Ooh, a kitchen. Those contain food!
the_very_best: (inspection)
Author: the_very_best
They do! Sherlock can probably tell by the available food, even if he couldn't guess from knowing Bella, that Charlie does not eat particularly inspired meals when his daughter isn't around, and that she is around sometimes but not for long or regularly. Nonetheless, Bella collects pasta fixings. "Not really enough room in here for cooperative cooking, do you want to or shall I?"
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"I'll do it."
the_very_best: (processing)
Author: the_very_best
"All right." Bella yields the kitchen to him and gets some 'mon food out of a closet; she feeds her critters while Sherlock works on the human nourishment.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
The human nourishment, when it arrives, is impeccable. Sherlock takes his turn with the 'mon food after presenting Bella with her pasta.
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"This is really good," says Bella, after she has eaten about half of her pasta without pausing long enough to make any remarks about it.
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"I know," says Sherlock.
the_very_best: (awesome)
Author: the_very_best
Bella giggles and finishes her pasta.
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock feeds his 'mon and himself.

"And now, the station?"
the_very_best: (onward)
Author: the_very_best
Bella nods, puts the dishes in the sink, and goes out; she rides Branch through the town rather than risk tripping.
bitofafiction: Outdoors at night, in the middle distance. (== should like to take a walk)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock walks.
the_very_best: (musing)
Author: the_very_best
Branch doesn't go very fast, or get impatient like Fireflower would about not going very fast, so he has no trouble keeping up.

Presently they are at the police station, which is circled overhead by a Noctowl; it ignores them. Bella hops off Branch, puts him away, and heads inside.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock follows!
sundayfish: (kid comes first)
Author: sundayfish
And there is Charlie. "Bella, hi. Sorry I wasn't home to meet you." He gets up and hugs her.
the_very_best: (ponytail)
Author: the_very_best
"It's okay," says Bella. "This is Sherlock, Dad - we were wondering if we could talk to that Geodude? Tiffany?"
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
sundayfish: (hopeless cook)
Author: sundayfish
"Nice to meet you in person, Sherlock. And I can tell you where the trainer lives; she's in the apartment block by the ice cream place."
the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
"Do you know the apartment number?"
sundayfish: (Default)
Author: sundayfish
"Number... five, I think, I'll look it up." He looks it up. "Yep, five."
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"Thank you," says Sherlock.
sundayfish: (how bout that)
Author: sundayfish
"No problem. Got a way to get the paint off the 'mon or something?"
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Sadly, that is not it."
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"Actually, I do," says Sherlock. "Little-known fact - Ditto can eat paint off of most surfaces. It turns them colours for a little while. Mycroft finds it very entertaining."
the_very_best: (side-eye)
Author: the_very_best
"That sounds potentially very awkward for Tiffany, but sure," laughs Bella.
sundayfish: (how bout that)
Author: sundayfish
"I think she'll appreciate it. She seemed pretty upset."
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
"Yes, she was."
sundayfish: (Default)
Author: sundayfish
"I've got an officer out checking out a suspect now, by the way," Charlie says, "I was going to call this evening."
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
He smiles.
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Well, let's go unpaint a Geodude." Bella hugs her dad again and heads out.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
To Tiffany!
the_very_best: (onward)
Author: the_very_best
To Tiffany! Bella rides Branch again and leads Sherlock to the apartment block with the ice cream place nearby. The ice cream place has several Miltank in an adjacent yard.

Up the exterior stairs is apartment five. Bella puts Branch away and climbs and walks right in, revealing a pigtailed girl with two Pokéballs who says, "Hi?"

"Hi. I'm Bella Swanna, and this," she gestures at the presumably following Sherlock, "is my friend Sherlock, and we think his Ditto can get the paint off of Tiffany."

"Oh, that's great, she's been so embarrassed," says Tiffany's trainer.
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"She sounded it."
the_very_best: (ponytail)
Author: the_very_best
"Can you really understand Pokémon, that's awesome," says Tiffany's trainer, pulling a sticker-decorated ball from her belt and releasing a Geodude. Tiffany has many artful little designs in various colors of nail polish on her surface, and a streak of distinctly artless spray paint.

"He really can," says Bella.
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"Hello again, Tiffany," says Sherlock. "It occurred to me that my Ditto, Mycroft, could probably polish off that paint if you wanted."
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
Tiffany stops trying to hide her painted face with her hands and says, "Duuuuude."
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock produces Mycroft.

"Mycroft, meet Tiffany. She has had an unfortunate encounter with a spray can."

"To," says Mycroft, with dignity. He wobbles up to Tiffany and slurps on the streak of paint.

The paint cleans away easily. Mycroft turns its exact shade of blue. "Ditditdit," he giggles, wobbling back to Sherlock.
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
Tiffany tolerates slurping with only a little squirming. There is now a conspicuous gap in her decorative nail polish designs but no spray paint. "Geo," she says.
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"Ditto," chirps Mycroft. Sherlock scoops him up and hugs him.

"While we're here," he says to Tiffany, "I wondered if I could ask you a few questions about that Shaymin you mentioned."
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"A Shaymin?" says Tiffany's trainer, confused.

"Geodude?" says Tiffany.
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
Of the two, Tiffany is the one Sherlock expects to get more information out of.

"Where were you when you battled it? Was it alone, or did it have someone with it?"
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Dude. Geogeogeodude. Duuuuude ge-geodude."
bitofafiction: Looking off into the distance. Thoughtful, possibly amused. (<= one point eight seconds)
Author: bitofafiction
"And what was he wearing?"
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Dude."
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"You certainly have an eye for fashion. Thank you."
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Geeeeo."
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
He smiles.
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"What did she tell you?" asks Tiffany's trainer.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"That she fought a Shaymin in Unova, and the Shaymin's trainer was a man wearing an unfamiliar white uniform with pale green trim who didn't talk much."
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Whooooa, I didn't know the guy I got her from was up to anything like that."
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock shrugs.
alicornucopia: (Default)
Author: alicornucopia
"Anyhow, I'm gonna re-polish her, thanks for getting the paint off!" says Tiffany's trainer, and she wanders off with Tiffany following and breaks out a case of assorted nail polish.
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"Shall we?" he says to Bella.
the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
"Yeah. Unova, wow. That's a boat ride, unless Irene wants to carry us both, Rachis can't do it," says Bella as she lets them both out of the apartment.
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
"I'll ask. I suspect she won't mind."
the_very_best: (side-eye)
Author: the_very_best
"Do you think you can track down the Shaymin's trainer?"
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"I'm very nearly sure of it."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Awesome." They are now out of the apartment building and down the stairs, where there is room for Irene to be called out and questioned.
bitofafiction: Looking off into the distance. Thoughtful, possibly amused. (<= one point eight seconds)
Author: bitofafiction
"Hello, Irene," says Sherlock. "How would you feel about flying us to Unova?"

"Dragon," says Irene.

"Just fine," Sherlock interprets.
the_very_best: (awesome)
Author: the_very_best
"Well, that's good then."
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
"I might like to pack a few more things from home before we go. I came equipped to travel within the region, not necessarily outside of it."
the_very_best: (contemplative)
Author: the_very_best
"Yeah, sure, we can swing back by the lake, check again if Tony wants to come - do you still wanna stop in the ruins?"
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)
Author: bitofafiction
"Hmm." He considers the ruins. "Yes, I think so."
the_very_best: (onward)
Author: the_very_best
"Okay. But let's not stay too long, I'm all excited now. A Shaymin! A Shaymin working with a human!"
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
"Just long enough to map them for Jarvis," he promises.
the_very_best: (processing)
Author: the_very_best
"Sure." Bella lets out Rachis again; the ruins are more convenient to fly to than to walk.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
They fly there.

Sherlock loads an app on his Pokétch and commences traversing the building.
the_very_best: (musing)
Author: the_very_best
Bella shadows him - aboard Fireflower; there are all manner of things to trip on, and it's dark and Fireflower is bright - keeping an eye out for any Unown that might choose to attack them.
bitofafiction: Mostly out of frame. Pensive. Hands. (== a tolerable activity)
Author: bitofafiction
The Unown are apparently feeling shy today. None of them appear.

Sherlock maps the ruins carefully. At one point, he takes a second look at a rock on the floor and then shifts it aside.

"Do you have any use for a gold nugget?" he inquires.
the_very_best: (inspection)
Author: the_very_best
"Only for resale," says Bella.
bitofafiction: Looking off into the distance. Thoughtful, possibly amused. (<= one point eight seconds)
Author: bitofafiction
He shrugs. "Take it if you like, then. I'd just leave it for the next explorer."
the_very_best: (processing)
Author: the_very_best
Bella doesn't argue with him; she pockets the nugget. "Generous of you."
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
He replaces the rock. "I try. Back to the tower, then; this was the last room."

And he leads her back to the exit, navigating easily through the nearly identical hallways.
the_very_best: (well then)
Author: the_very_best
Bella follows readily. And then they fly back to the lake, where they can update Tony and sock away more provisions.
toblameforit: Skeptical or questioning. (-= poking your head out of Baker Street)
Author: toblameforit
Tony still declines to come along.

But he does happily provide Sherlock with a few neat toys to take with him - a portable holographic projector, for one. Just in case.
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
"Just in case what?"
toblameforit: Smiling a little bit. (*= you jerk! :D)
Author: toblameforit
"I don't know," says Tony. "They're handy, though! Especially for looking at maps."
the_very_best: (side-eye)
Author: the_very_best
"All right," laughs Bella. "All right, anything else we need to do before we fly to another continent?"
toblameforit: Smiling affectionately or smugly. (*= recent successes)
Author: toblameforit
"Yes," says Tony.

He hugs Sherlock.
the_very_best: (awesome)
Author: the_very_best
Bella laughs.
toblameforit: Grinning. (*= cranking up the charm)
Author: toblameforit
"There. Now you're all set."
the_very_best: (onward)
Author: the_very_best
"Aww, I don't get a hug?"
toblameforit: Thoughtful, perhaps mischievous. (+= pretend we're twins)
Author: toblameforit
"Awwww. Sure you do!"

He hugs her too.
the_very_best: (awesome)
Author: the_very_best
Hugs!

And now it is time to crowd onto Irene and fly away.
bitofafiction: Looking off into the distance. Thoughtful, possibly amused. (<= one point eight seconds)
Author: bitofafiction
Yes it is.

Irene is surprisingly comfortable, even at top speed.
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
Bella compliments her appropriately.
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)
Author: bitofafiction
"Dragonite," says Irene.

"She's glad to hear it," says Sherlock.
the_very_best: (ponytail)
Author: the_very_best
"Of course," laughs Bella.

Dragonites are fast on straightaways. Once they have sustainable altitude, they are there in a very reasonable amount of time indeed.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)
Author: bitofafiction
Sherlock gives Irene a hug when they arrive.
the_very_best: (processing)
Author: the_very_best
Aww.
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)
Author: bitofafiction
Then he puts her away.

"Let's go exploring," he says cheerfully.
the_very_best: (awesome)
Author: the_very_best
"All right. Any idea where you want to start looking?"
bitofafiction: Straight on, slight smile. (!= quintessentially Stark)
Author: bitofafiction
"Not yet," he says. "I'm not even sure what I'm looking for."
the_very_best: (ah-huh)
Author: the_very_best
"Okay. I'm sure there are tourist traps and hotels and stuff to interest us while we find out. I'm going to keep an eye out for a place to sell that nugget."
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)
Author: bitofafiction
"Perfect."
the_very_best: (Default)
Author: the_very_best
Bella hops on Fireflower to stroll the streets of Castelia City, where they have landed, without so much risk of pitching forward and chipping a tooth.