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[gosh, Johto, hope you weren't trying to sleep or anything: there's suddenly a series of sharp clunks and clatters, and the microphone screeches loudly and shrilly like it's short-circuiting. pokégear's clearly on its last legs, what with how many times Sora's been dropping the dang thing.]
[a silent pause, save for some unsteady breathing, before there's another loud squeal from the 'gear, like that ear-splitting screech from a microphone, as Sora clambers out of bed and picks it up, turns it over in his hands... notices it's on.]
Sorry. [it's not much of an apology to the network, considering it's mumbled and somewhat faded into static, but he doesn't really offer much else. it's the first time he's accidentally sent the pokégear flying in his sleep, but the second time he's woken up tonight, and some fresh air really sounds good as opposed to to just lying in bed staring at the ceiling. he'd done plenty of that the past week, too.]
[he's downstairs in the lobby of the Goldenrod hotel a few minutes later, 'gear in hand and all bundled up but looking reluctant to actually go outside, if there are any night owls or roommates hanging around-- he didn't exactly get up and leave the room quietly.]
[a silent pause, save for some unsteady breathing, before there's another loud squeal from the 'gear, like that ear-splitting screech from a microphone, as Sora clambers out of bed and picks it up, turns it over in his hands... notices it's on.]
Sorry. [it's not much of an apology to the network, considering it's mumbled and somewhat faded into static, but he doesn't really offer much else. it's the first time he's accidentally sent the pokégear flying in his sleep, but the second time he's woken up tonight, and some fresh air really sounds good as opposed to to just lying in bed staring at the ceiling. he'd done plenty of that the past week, too.]
[he's downstairs in the lobby of the Goldenrod hotel a few minutes later, 'gear in hand and all bundled up but looking reluctant to actually go outside, if there are any night owls or roommates hanging around-- he didn't exactly get up and leave the room quietly.]
