keychained | 015; [text/action for goldenrod pokécenter]

[there are a few unusual things about this here transmission: first, Sora's sending out a few text messages. they're... not exactly his first choice for communicating; he prefers being able to see someone's face when he's talking to them. that and he's painfully slow with hunting and pecking on a keyboard. he's got a good reason for going the text route today, though.]

Is everybody okay? I know all kinds of weird stuff's happened, and I want to make sure nobody's hurt.

[-- and unusual thing number two. though Sora is not much of a typist, he does at least try to make his texts grammatically correct. oh screw it, typing with one hand is annoying.]

let me know soon. also if you guys have any empty bottles hang on to them. or give them to me and i'll hold them for you. ive got an idea

if you find my stuff please be careful with dartanian_

[shortly after mashing the "send" button, Sora tosses his 'gear in front of him on the bed and sighs. tries to sigh. Bell waddles over to to where the 'gear hit the covers and turns it over and over with her tiny arm stubs, prii'ing happily to herself. feel free to make a video call, though you may be chatting with a Togepi at first.]

[if you happen to enter the pokécenter in Goldenrod, you might hear Sora arguing feebly with a nurse and basically being the worst patient ever.]

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[ oh big sis is quite capable when little brothers aren't taking proper care of themselves. But Sora's trying now, so Rise braces as best as she can to help him slide down further. ]

[flop. there we go... he's still wiggling around and trying to get comfortable though.]

Now I really feel like a little old man.

[ Rise will fluff pillows in the meantime and rearrange the covers. ]

At least you didn't have Ven piggybacking you everywhere. And resting's better than poking holes in your lungs, right?

... Holes?

[putting a hand over his chest now.]

Holes. If you overdo it, that might lead to something you can't fix.

... Maybe if I just hold my breath...

... I don't think that's how it works.

I can still get up and move around a bit without popping my lungs, right?

Right. But you've got to do it carefully, and try not to roll too much while you're settling.

Mm, I think I can do that...

I'll help you out as much as I can.

Thanks, Rise... I'll try not to give you too much trouble.

Don't worry about it. [ and she means it. Sora could cause a Benny Hill chase scene in the center and she might have to tie him down, but it's not too much trouble where he's involved. ] Are you tired?

[just use hypnosis on him repeatedly if he gets out of hand, big sis.]

... Yeah, I am.

[ there is a reason why she affectionately refers to her Bellossom as "damage control". ]

I'll move. You might as well get as much rest as you can.

I don't mind if you stay.

... To keep you from rolling off the bed?

I'm going to try really really hard to avoid that anyway.

Good idea. [ she's covering a yawn with a hand. ] But I might as well stay close.

[he's trying to stifle a yawn of his own.]

You try to get some rest too, okay Rise?

...

[ have a hand in your floofy spikes. ]

I will. I'm not going anywhere, Sora.

[Sora smiles slightly at that-- he's just really happy, more happy than he can describe, that there's someone staying here with him so he isn't sitting in the pokécenter alone and miserable. even better that it's Rise. he relaxes as best as he's able against the pillows and draws the covers up to his chest, sighing contentedly as he lets his eyes close. about ten minutes later his shoulders slack from trying to hold his body still the past few hours, and he's out like a light.]

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