thatsawiggle | Second Breeze

[The camera is shaky and held at a much smaller level from where Jin usually holds it. Specifically, it's about at crotch height, given that that's what's on the screen before he crouches down to look the camera in the eye.]

So I been learnin' a bit 'bout these pocky-mons, and findin' out that me own're weak t' rock types on account o' bein' flyin-types. Makes sense, after all, I'd imagine gettin' smacked out o' the air with a big ol' rock would hurt, it would! Even if it'd be easy t' blow it off path with jes' a gust o' wind...

Anyway! So I says, it's time t'be catchin' me one o' these rock-flyers, it is, t'be complementin' the rest o' the team I got! Ye got the gear thinger nice and tight, there, Shouen?

[A gruff but cheerful "Char!" comes from behind the gear, as Jin's blue eyes flick up over the camera to the pokemon holding it. He grins broadly in response, his ears twitching gaily.]

Righty-o, then, it's time t'be gettin' started! Lucky fer me I learned all sorts o' climbin' tricks in the shinobi, in case I was ever in a situation when I couldn't be usin' me wind.

[With those ominous words, he's off, hauling his big lanky limbs up the side of Sprout Tower. Shimmying around the tower to avoid the diligent eyes of the monks within, Jin's head of red hair pops up on top of the tower. At that moment, an Aerodactyl flies by with a screech, and Jin gracefully dives, latching onto the Aerodactyl's back with all four limbs. The camera catches every movement, as the Aerodactyl panics in midair and starts twisting and flapping its wings, trying to dislodge the demon on its back. It sinks its teeth into Jin's shoulder, but Jin tucks his head down to keep those razor-sharp teeth from making contact with his neck.

The Aerodactyl hits the walkway hard, and the two of them roll across the stones with Jin still holding on for dear life. The Aerodactyl gets its clawed feet sunk in, digging furrows into Jin's calves through his pants, red blossoming against the white cloth.]

Take that, ye cranky ol' fossil! I've swatted bugs bigger'n ye!

[The wrestling continues, until finally Jin twists underneath the Aerodactyl and manages to get the momentum to roll them both into the pure blue water around the tower.

It ain't blue for long. The Aerodactyl screeches in pain and flails around in the water, scratching and biting and disentangling Jin. Sopping wet, the shinobi pulls himself out of the water, the camera bobbing as Shouen the Charmeleon runs closer to get a good shot of his master's triumph. Jin pulls the red and white pokeball out of his pocket and throws it at the flailing Aerodactyl, watching it disappear in a beam of white light and fall to the edge of the water.

Ch-ching. Ch-ching. Ch-ching. Ding.

Jin is panting, bloody, soaked, streaked crimson with his own blood, and grinning like an idiot, barely catching the pokeball when it flies back to his hand before just collapsing to the ground, laughing.]

Threaded | Flat

[AND WHO, DO YOU ASK, JUST HAPPENS TO BE OUTSIDE FIGHTING OFF FOSSILS WHEN ALL OF THIS HAPPENS? This guy!

Okay, so unfortunately, Yusuke wasn't able to witness the entire spectacle - that'll have to wait until he checks the network later, when he'll be able to watch it as it was captured on Charmeleon Cam (tm). He does, however, notice the absolutely enormous amount of ruckus coming from around Sprout Tower, and despite how normal it had become, over the past couple of days, to step out and immediately find himself surrounded by a cacophony of screeching and roaring, something - call it intuition - prompts him to spin around and gaze over in that direction anyway. When he does, he spots the source of the noise immediately: an Aerodactyl, completely and utterly flipping its shit in mid-flight, with what looks eerily like a certain crazed red-headed friend of his sprawled across its back.

Now, while he wouldn't suspect, say, Kuwabara of being crazy enough to try to wrangle a pissed off dinosaur out of the air, Jin is another story altogether, so when he thinks he sees someone who looks a lot like Jin doing just that, that alone is enough to cause Yusuke a significant amount of alarm. That's nothing compared to what he feels as he watches the aforementioned pissed off dinosaur tumble out of the air and disappear behind a cluster of purple roofs, though, and with a start, Yusuke immediately abandons his own Pokemon (who, consequently, turn as a six member unit and gaze after him with a mixture of bewilderment and intense exasperation) to sprint towards Sprout Tower. He doesn't know if he's right about that being Jin or not, but by god, he is on his way to find out!

... and to the surprise of absolutely no one, when Yusuke finally races up the walkway, Jin is, indeed, the person he finds stretched out across the grass, soaking wet and bleeding like a stuck pig and laughing like a maniac. The Aerodactyl is nowhere to be found, but Yusuke, struck with an immediate sense of panic at the sight of his injured buddy as he is, doesn't bother looking. Instead, he runs until finally he skids to a stop beside Jin and kneels down to heave him up to a sitting position, making sure to do so with as much care as possible.]

Holy shit, Jin, what the hell! Did you seriously just--!?

['sup, windy guy! Pardon your bro while he crouches here and looks extremely distraught. He'll probably high-five you later on, but for now, OMFG, dude, YOU ARE BLEEDING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER AND THAT IS SO NOT COOL 8(]

[Touya and his team had set off from Jin in order to both look for new pokemon and train. The Ice Master was more concerned with training. He has taken to switching between his Sneasel and Smoochum with regards to who was let out of their pokeball to walk around with him. Right now, his Sneasel was with him.

They had just defeated a few of the wild pokemon roaming around when Touya decided it would be a good idea to check his Gear.

Bad idea.

He was simultaneously furious and horrified at what he had seen Jin do on the screen. He's on his way over to the nearest centre, where he expects Jin to be but in the meantime...]

What the hell made you think that was a good idea?!

[...What did he just witness.]

Are you okay!?

[That looked horribly painful. To say the least.]

[Blake watches the guy wrestling a dinosaur and, once it's all over, can only offer one opinion.]

That's not how you're supposed to do it.

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