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maskormenacelogs2017-08-24 08:51 pm
namesaquestion) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-08-24 08:51 pm
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[OPEN] Nikolai and Feelings: Round One
WHO: Nikolai and you!
WHERE: All over the Porter cities.
WHEN: 22nd to the 25th.
WHAT: ~Introspection~. Bouncing around the Porter cities. Pickpocketing. Avoiding his castmates like a boss.
WARNINGS: Abandonment and trust issues. Niko's past thefts in canon.
If he steals from you, let me know if you want it back.
1 - Feelings are hard.
He's in a park somewhere that's not Heropa, chucking small wooden barbs at a tree with a thunderous expression. He'd run as soon as he could after leaving Mutt with Red. It'd been against his better judgement, but it wasn't like he could stuff her in a pokeball for the next ... however long it took to clear his head and get it back on straight.
He'd like to think throwing the barbs at the tree helped, but no. It was more because he needed an outlet, and getting into random fights wasn't the best idea ever. Mostly because he doesn't want his hand hurt again, and also because he doesn't care to have another knife pulled on him. He knew he'd probably left it too late to complain about being almost shanked for a harmless shove. He should have spoken up sooner - or something.
No. He'd have gotten the same reaction. People couldn't be trusted or relied on, and it was stupid to think they could. It all left a bitter, horrid taste in his mouth. Adults -people- couldn't be trusted. He'd learned that three years ago when he was eleven; learned that he didn't need anyone.
Even a hint of a trusting people was a Bad Idea. It messed with his head, made him weak and made him lose sight of his goals to be The greatest trainer the world had ever seen. He didn't like it at all, and the next barb he loosed was metal, and it sunk deep into the tree.
"I don't need anyone!" That is far more a petulant snarl than he'd like, but at least he's stopped making barbs to throw at the poor tree. No, he's going to go and start to yank them out. Or, well. Try.
The thing about hooked barbs? Sometimes they get stuck. "Oh, come on!"
-and one foot against the tree as he yanks with both hands- Yea. He's probably going to stumbling back into someone- you. If he doesn't end up on his arse, that is.
2 - Picking pockets.
He's out of money, and he needs to eat. He's stolen before- at least two pokemon back home, and a hoverboard here. All because he wanted them, and he's probably stolen other things.
Ergo, he's turned to pickpocketing of all things, though he does steer clear of those he knows. How hard can stealing money be?
He's not picky with his targets; as long as they look like he could lift a wallet or they have money on them, he'll give it a shot. But, he is refraining from using his pokemon to help. They attract attention, and that's the last thing he wants.
While his theme song's on a solid mute, how successful he's going to be is anyone's guess, more so if he targets a fellow imPort.
3 - General and all over the place.
When he's not inflicting destruction on innocent trees, or trying his hand at pickpocketing, Nikolai can be found messing around with his hoverboard, either at a skate park doing tricks or tearing up and down a half-pipe in an attempt to get better at mastering it. Or, he's being An Arsehole whizzing down streets. He might even have a video camera in hand.
That said... "What'd you get in the way for!?"
Crashing into people- you, even. That's a Thing no matter where he is.
He can also be found at the beach once or twice, if one looks hard enough. Either affixing a waterproof video camera to the harness his feraligatr is wearing, sitting on a rock or bit of driftwood with his nose in a book while he waits for the pokemon to return from hunting, or sitting against the basking croc as he looks over the footage with an honest grin of excitement.
Maybe even a laugh or two. "Arceus! This is great! It's going up on the 'net!"
Yea, that probably the most confused crocodile sound ever.
But, once night falls, Nikolai can be found with his haunter out, going from alley to alley and directing the ghost to prey on any of the rats there. The bodies, still fresh, are tossed to his golbat, the vampire bat greedily sucking down the blood. Or perhaps it's just him walking late at night while the pokemon flies above, working of its meal and getting some exercise.
The one constant is that he's probably letting this music play, though at a reduced volume. Or, he's being obnoxiously loud with it.
WHERE: All over the Porter cities.
WHEN: 22nd to the 25th.
WHAT: ~Introspection~. Bouncing around the Porter cities. Pickpocketing. Avoiding his castmates like a boss.
WARNINGS: Abandonment and trust issues. Niko's past thefts in canon.
If he steals from you, let me know if you want it back.
1 - Feelings are hard.
He's in a park somewhere that's not Heropa, chucking small wooden barbs at a tree with a thunderous expression. He'd run as soon as he could after leaving Mutt with Red. It'd been against his better judgement, but it wasn't like he could stuff her in a pokeball for the next ... however long it took to clear his head and get it back on straight.
He'd like to think throwing the barbs at the tree helped, but no. It was more because he needed an outlet, and getting into random fights wasn't the best idea ever. Mostly because he doesn't want his hand hurt again, and also because he doesn't care to have another knife pulled on him. He knew he'd probably left it too late to complain about being almost shanked for a harmless shove. He should have spoken up sooner - or something.
No. He'd have gotten the same reaction. People couldn't be trusted or relied on, and it was stupid to think they could. It all left a bitter, horrid taste in his mouth. Adults -people- couldn't be trusted. He'd learned that three years ago when he was eleven; learned that he didn't need anyone.
Even a hint of a trusting people was a Bad Idea. It messed with his head, made him weak and made him lose sight of his goals to be The greatest trainer the world had ever seen. He didn't like it at all, and the next barb he loosed was metal, and it sunk deep into the tree.
"I don't need anyone!" That is far more a petulant snarl than he'd like, but at least he's stopped making barbs to throw at the poor tree. No, he's going to go and start to yank them out. Or, well. Try.
The thing about hooked barbs? Sometimes they get stuck. "Oh, come on!"
-and one foot against the tree as he yanks with both hands- Yea. He's probably going to stumbling back into someone- you. If he doesn't end up on his arse, that is.
2 - Picking pockets.
He's out of money, and he needs to eat. He's stolen before- at least two pokemon back home, and a hoverboard here. All because he wanted them, and he's probably stolen other things.
Ergo, he's turned to pickpocketing of all things, though he does steer clear of those he knows. How hard can stealing money be?
He's not picky with his targets; as long as they look like he could lift a wallet or they have money on them, he'll give it a shot. But, he is refraining from using his pokemon to help. They attract attention, and that's the last thing he wants.
While his theme song's on a solid mute, how successful he's going to be is anyone's guess, more so if he targets a fellow imPort.
3 - General and all over the place.
When he's not inflicting destruction on innocent trees, or trying his hand at pickpocketing, Nikolai can be found messing around with his hoverboard, either at a skate park doing tricks or tearing up and down a half-pipe in an attempt to get better at mastering it. Or, he's being An Arsehole whizzing down streets. He might even have a video camera in hand.
That said... "What'd you get in the way for!?"
Crashing into people- you, even. That's a Thing no matter where he is.
He can also be found at the beach once or twice, if one looks hard enough. Either affixing a waterproof video camera to the harness his feraligatr is wearing, sitting on a rock or bit of driftwood with his nose in a book while he waits for the pokemon to return from hunting, or sitting against the basking croc as he looks over the footage with an honest grin of excitement.
Maybe even a laugh or two. "Arceus! This is great! It's going up on the 'net!"
Yea, that probably the most confused crocodile sound ever.
But, once night falls, Nikolai can be found with his haunter out, going from alley to alley and directing the ghost to prey on any of the rats there. The bodies, still fresh, are tossed to his golbat, the vampire bat greedily sucking down the blood. Or perhaps it's just him walking late at night while the pokemon flies above, working of its meal and getting some exercise.
The one constant is that he's probably letting this music play, though at a reduced volume. Or, he's being obnoxiously loud with it.
2
The marketplace is a busy one, but he doesn't appear to be taking as much note of the crowd as he is of the vendors and their merchandise, seemingly engrossed in a display of silk ties... until suddenly, he isn't, whirling around, his fingers grabbing a skinny wrist. He fixes the owner of said wrist with a glare as he retrieves his property, his unoccupied fingers plucking his purloined wallet out of the kid's grasp.
"I don't think so," he informs him.
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Or not.
"Huh-?"
It's out before he can help it. Arceus damnit, he really had not been expecting the man to be any kind of aware of things; those dressed like that, as far as he knew, tended not to be. His game was off, or he picked the wrong target, or he tried to steal from a Psychic. Still, the deerling in the headlights look morphs into a scowl and glare as he attempts to tug his wrist free.
Shit, shit, shit on a spoink. Time to try and make himself scarce if he can. "Let go!"
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But surprisingly maybe, he doesn't do it, and after tucking his wallet into the (safer) inner breast pocket of his suit coat, he releases the kid's wrist, his subsequent admonishment possibly also a bit surprising. "Word of advice - if you're going to be a thief, learn how to be a better one than that."
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That the police aren't called is... good? Maybe. He doesn't know - and doesn't trust him not to go calling for them, even with that admonishment. The glare doesn't fade- rather it turns into an indignant scowl. "As if! This isn't my first time stealing!"
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His own impression softens slightly, the kid's indignation being mildly amusing. And when it comes down to it, it's not as though he could give him any tips on pickpocketing; not his area of expertise.
"Say that a little louder why don't you?" he says, smirking a little. "One or two people might not have heard you."
Sorry for the slow /)(\
What happened at home doesn't matter, or so he'd heard talk over the network. He doesn't know fore sure, which is why he tries not to raise his voice. Plus, he's a fairly recognisable imPort, what with his pokemon.
And he'd hate to lose any in his pool of those he could con with a selfie into carrying bags of shopping for him. "Never got caught, either."
Nikolai, that's probably not something to be proud of...
no worries!
Which was his point in mentioning it, as opposed to pointing any fingers at repeat offenders. It's not as if he needs extra evidence to help convict him. If he were going to pursue it, that is.
"You have now," he says pointedly. "Obviously you're not as good as you think you are."
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He could always bluff, but again -it'd draw a crowd.
Wait, no. That'd be good in this world, right? If he played the cards right -though he won't claim the guy tried to steal his pokemon. That's handing the guy more reason to try and haul him to the cops-, he could use the crowd, get lost in it and get away without being reported for attempted theft.
Probably. His eyes narrow, pokeball suddenly in hand at same time as he takes a step back.
And unmutes his theme song, upping the volume just enough to start drawing a crowd.
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He rolls his eyes, sighing a little. "You know, you could just say 'thank you for not turning me in,' rather than whatever it is you are doing."
last day late afternoon
He's standing and watching it fly around in certain patterns.
"Brave Bird, then duck and Cross Poison in the opposite direction."
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But he's not going to deny watching the crobat move isn't impressive, because it is. Damn, if his own bat was half as fast as that, he'd be winning all the battles back home faster.
But, it's Nikolai, and while he's impressed.... "Training's only good in a battle."
That's a cocky grin, and he's very much looking to catch the man's gaze. Because eye contact equals battle.
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"Ah-huh," he says, clearly not interested. Fuck your rules.
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All he needs to be even more of an arsehole. Because he does not care if you don't care for a battle. "You trying to back out of a trainer battle?"
That's also his theme song playing. Because he's an obnoxious brat.
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While he has complex feelings towards Niko and how to deal with him, battlig is still off the table. For now.
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"You can't refuse a trainer battle!"
He's bringing out a pokeball. He's damn serious about this.
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"This is me refusing one."
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Actually, that glare? is now an ugly and venomous scowl.
"So you're a coward too. Good to know."
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Leave it there and be the adult.
"So, suck it the fuck up."
Ah.
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Yea, he's scoffing with a laugh. "That's rich, coming from a criminal."
Ok, so he doesn't actually know if Archie is a criminal, but he's pretty sure the mess in (his) Hoenn would have branded him one. "Plus, I know I treat my team within the rules set by the League, so you have no ground to stand on. Plus, I hate cowards."
The grip on the pokeball is white knuckled.
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It materialises with a squelching noise, rumbling a little.
Muk! It chirps when it sees Archie, who grins and reaches out to pat it.
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Gross, gross, gross. He hates battling these things, but he's not going to turn tail and run.
Still, Niko forces the smirk back on his face, sending out his feraligatr with a callous toss of the pokeball. "Ready to lose?"
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This won't be a battle, he just knows he won't get Niko to leave him alone without something.
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But it won't matter - It never has, and this battle will be no different.
"Scary Face it, then Bite!"
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Oh, wait.
Because of the level difference and the Harden, Muk barely notices the bite, though the Scary Face works as intended.
"Harden," Archie says again, sounding bored.
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"Scary Face, then hit it with Rage."
The lower he gets the speed down, the better it is for him, and if he keeps using Rage, then its power builds and the faster the muk will fall.
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"Harden," he says again, wondering when Niko's gonna pick up on what's going on.
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She looks vulnerable, up until she turns around and she grabs the strangers wrist. Eda is eerily calm about all this, she's been waiting for something exciting to happen.
"I suggest you back away before I send a fuck ton of kinetic energy through your hand, kid. It would be a shame if you had to witness your hand blowing to pieces."
I died at the gagtag, jsyk.
Arceus on a spoink, that would be a very not easy target. But the scowl at being caught is soon a deerling in the headlights look.
"A Psychic?!" Oh. Oh, not good. Niko doesn't know if she's really one, but he's going to treat it as such. Meaning, yes, that is a nervous smile. "Let my hand go, and I will."
gagtag??
"A word of advice, kid. I recommend you watch your chosen marks a little more."
Ahh. Sorry, it was a latenight mix up with things in gmail
"Hmph. I would, but Psychics are impossible to pick out, so it'd so no good."
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