[When the feed flips on today, there's a pair of little blue paws on either side of the screen and Vanitas crouched down, peering in closely at the screen. Leaning back then, he reached past the view a moment before moving to stand.]

Alright Runt, stay here with that. I want to go over it after to double check something.

[It's almost strange to hear a content tone he hasn't had before; someone has certainly settled into the routine of raising Pokemon and battling, huh? Stepping further and further away into the view, it's now easier to see that he's in the Olivine gym and about to take the challenge, considering Jasmine is already prepared and explaining the general rules.

With those said and done, Vanitas moves back to his side of the arena and releases... everyones favorite psycho Charizard! Yeah, Dartanian looks a bit overly pumped today, belching out some fire in the air and giving an aggressive roar. Any Pokemon watching? They're able to hear him being ultra excited too.]

((FiGHT! WIlL WIn! WILL DeSTRoy!))

[Jasmine doesn't seem phased by the Charizard, though she must know she'll be at the type disadvantage. Letting out her Skarmory first, she's quick to tell it to use agility first. Vanitas? Doesn't need to say a word, since Dartanian charges forward as soon as the Pokemon is released. The speed boost definitely helps in letting the bird dodge the first belch of fire, but the dragon-like Pokemon is all over it in the next attack; a swift chomp from an open maw fire fang catches a wing, and while he still has the Skarmory up close, Dartanian flips it up into the air and inhales deeply to spit out an extra large flamethrower.

Bird down, two to go. Jasmine returns the Pokemon and lets out her next, prepping it with an X-Spec. Def along the way. It won't be visible right off the bat that her item of choice was that, but when the Magneton looks virtually unharmed from Dartanians next flamethrower attack, Vanitas speaks up finally.]

Flare blitz.

[Yeah, the physical fire attack got a one hit knock out on the Magneton then. Preparing himself with an excitable beginnings of outrage, Jasmine only returns her Magneton, giving in the white flag. Seems she knows her Steelix won't be doing any better, and has decided to give up.]

You are more than a match for me.. so there doesn't seem to be a reason to continue this fight. You have earned the Mineral badge.

( not an IC cut )

(ooc notes: The red is Dartanian, I didn't feel like writing GRAHHHH and putting a translation when what he's saying is more important XD Vanibutt got kind of thrown around and his arm snapped in two places while the feed was pointed away, and the Altaria? Sanaa has finally evolved! Vanitas will be uh.. responding a few hours later after his arm has been dealt with appropriately (hi burns with breaks). Displeased Vanibutt is displeased though.)

[This Gear is starting out pretty quiet, other than the occasional sound of a Glaceon doing something. With how the wind is breezing juuuust enough over the microphone to make its presence known, one can guess that this person is outdoors.]

I really hate this weather.

Mii? Minun miiii!

Don't look at me like that, I just hate all of this constant sunlight. It's too hot...

[Why doesn't he just go indoors, you may ask?]

Miiiiiii!

Shut up, runt.. [He certainly sounds tired. Hmm.]

Sne. [There's some soft, worried chirps from a Swablu shortly after the Sneasel sourly says something. It's a few minutes longer before one of the Pokemon has the Gear and has flipped the video function on while picking it up (Void the Sneasel), and she looks none too happy about dragging it over a ways to .... smack her trainer in the nose with it. Not that gently, I must add.

Making a sharp, honestly surprised sound, Vanitas is instantly grabbing at his nose where he got whalloped, and there's a short clip of him looking outright baffled from the behavior before a second swat shuts the feed off.]

[Good evening, Johto.

Yesss, the signal is familiar, but the deadpanned stare of a little blue face with big dark eyes might be a bit less. Tilting her head gently, the Pokemon simply stared down the screen, not budging and breathing so quietly, she resembles a statue more than a living thing.

It's actually a good ten minutes before there's footsteps outside of the room, and a rather good argument going on when the door finally opens and someone is stumbling through it. The Glaceon? Doesn't even blink, somehow ignoring the racket.]

Vanitas, come on, I was just getting a drink!

I don't care. You were going to slip out while I was busy. [Sounds of shoving return and Ventus' foot stumbles by the gear, giving a from-the-floor view of the edge of the bed and Ven's legs.]

It wasn't like that, I just... it doesn't feel right to just sit around.

Again, I don't care- [Hi from-the-floor view of Vanitas, who caused the screen to jitter a bit from his foot bumping it. He has at least looked down and is raising his eyebrow at that blinking light and his deadpan Pokemon, who has finally moved her head to look right back up at him. His expression remains the same, but his eyebrows shift places as he has a minor staring contest with the Glaceon, before rolling his eyes and crouching down.]

Don't make phone calls with my gear, use someone elses for that crap. [Click!]

[Standing in the middle of Goldenrod, this armor clad young lad has his head hanging, blond locks obscuring his eyes, and is holding an almost strange looking sword.

Approach?]

[The feed cracks on first to show a big, enormous, close up of a black nose and yellow fur. Leaning back enough to show his face, Minun is the one playing with the camera (like always), but it's not on long before a Sneasel steps into view near the little rodent. Booting the smaller Pokemon out of her way, she picks up the device with her long claws and regards the screen with an almost curious look, before making a sour face and ... biting the corner of the Gear. Gnawing on it, she's lightly batted from leaving more marks on it by a black gloved hand and a scolding "Knock it off, Void, I actually need that", before the trainer picks up the gear.

He looks different than usual, and if you guessed it was his hair? DING DING DING! It's not the crazy all over the place bedhead that keeps getting him called Sora; other than some mildly frizzy, very short patches of wispy 'wings' near his ears, the rest was slicked back (in a style resembling this yes that is Hidetoshi from Persona 3). The edges hung near the nape of his neck, he had no bangs... Is this really the same person?

Maybe the big, gold, mildly annoyed eyes can clue the viewers in once he spots the red recording light in the corner.]

Runt, you turned it on? Ugh. [Flicking the video feed off, Vanitas spoke briefly, though there was also the sound of a Sudowoodo making a distressed WOODOOOO and seemingly scampering off, before footsteps are picking up quietly.]

Whoever is in Ecruteak, don't mess up the burned tower more. It's somewhat fixed, and I'm sure the locals will want it to stay that way. [Leaving out that he's fixing it, aw yeah. But he did 'mention' it to Morty, so the gym leader? Is all over that joint, wanting to keep it cleaned up; better for tourism and moreso, for the Pokes that live there. Yadda yadda, Vanitas didn't care for his reasons, he just wanted his 'base' to not be smashed when he came back.

So with that little bit said, CLICK! Shows over, folks.]

[While the video opens up with Minun's face being pressed up against the feed, the little Pokemon gives a hushed chitter, a somewhat worried look on his face. Pulling the Gear along the ground for a few moments, Minun props it up against a rock, pointing the feed across the basement where Vanitas could be seen.

It's a little hard to make out from waaaaaaaaaaay over here, but it looks like partial bath time? He's got his head dipped into an old bucket, scrubbing furiously at his hair for a few minutes longer before sitting up and flipping the wet spikes back.

Where they promptly start to fluff up again, despite being soaked.

On reaching up and discovering this, he lets out an incredibly irritated sound. Vanitas then reaches and digs into his bag nearby, sourly muttering something akin to 'enough of this', and draws out the little survival knife he picked up on his last pickpocketing adventure.

Grabbing a large hunk of spike, he hacks it off effortlessly, and promptly reaches for another.





Someone tell him it's a bad idea to cut his own hair.]

[The sound opens up into some state of alarm, footsteps clattering around, birds squawking in concern, a nurse paging a doctor... and a flat sounding heart rate monitor. It's honestly just a lot of audio chaos for a good minute, some static even interrupting a nervous, higher pitched chirping from a bird. More rushed footsteps, and a sharp zap sound... well. Electricity always did prompt noise out of him. Vanitas lets out a yell, but it sounded slightly muffled, followed by harsh coughing that was also muffled. The monitor picked up again just before that yell at least, so it's at least apparent he's not dead?

Some hushed voices were speaking just too inaudible to pick up, but the Gear was getting shoved and moved around again, until the video feed flickered on from in the bed-bound kids bed, a little Swablu fluttering to snuggle under Vanitas' chin as carefully as she could. He was stuck with a breathing tube and mask over his nose and mouth, giving the doctor across the room quite the groggy, nasty look. Unaware of the video feed going on in his lap, showing him in such a state, his expression soon relaxed into something quieter until he seemed to spot something off screen, making a gruntish noise.

It caught a nurses attention, since one stepped over to see what the problem was. Lifting his hand slowly, he gave a disgusted look at the IV in the back of his hand before pointing at something off screen again.]

Oh, those? They were dropped off for you earlier, but you were still sleeping.

[Furrowing his eyebrows, he turned his head just slightly with an honestly confused look. Working his mouth a little around the tube, Vanitas just looked cranky again in that when he tried to talk, words just didn't work today -- does he even realize he has a tube in his mouth? He just seems that out of it.]

They're Valentine's day chocolates, sir!

[Yeah, his previously confused look is returning, but he's too tired to care anymore outside of that, with his eyes drooping closed again. Swablu gives a soft, worried chirp when she sees this, but the nurse thinks he's satisfied with those answers and walks away as the feed times out.]


(ooc: FEEL FREE TO YAK AT HIM. He's not really supposed to go to sleep again so soon after that hurr BUT IF ANYTHING, his pokemans will warble at you. Swablu is the only one light enough to be allowed to hang out literally ON him right now is all.)

[It's a shame the video is only clattering on now, since the reaction to something cracking in his bag was pretty darn funny. There were some snow smears on the PokeGear from where it was laying on the ground, but something much more interesting was caught on camera.

Something with little flashes of yellow and blue was running around, climbing all over Vanitas, and he was doing quite a hilarious looking dance of sorts in trying to catch the creature. He is clearly not fast enough, and the little blur eventually stops by -- hanging onto the back of his head.

Making an angry, irritable sound, he actually lets his arms hang down in defeat ?!?!?!?!, snapping his attention to the laughing-crowing bird in the sky somewhere above the PokeGear.]

Shut up!

[Don't you love those cute blue ears Vanitas is now sporting? They twitched, and when his head turned, there is clearly a Minun hanging onto the back of that helmet, looking all mischevious and happy. How cute, Vanitas made a friend.]