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[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-02 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
I... see. [ ...that explains nothing, but


...he should just accept it and move on, right? right. There is a baby wiggling on his lap and feeling up his arm now for that apple he was meant to be cutting. Back to that. ]


I don't think you need to dress up for it, but if you want to... [ "go ahead"?? He doesn't know how to quite finish that. ] Well, you already have the costume.

[ ... ] You must've had a lot of fun with that movie to still be carrying it around.

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-05 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Cilan is just always so naturally cheery, isn't he. And Red smiles, if just slightly. ]

It sounds like a good time spent with all your friends. How did all of you end up playing parts in a movie anyway? Did you know the person filming it?

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-08 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
He actually submitted them to film festivals? [ That... sounds bigger than he thought. Were film festivals big deals? Red had been imagining a guy at a college they were helping with than anything beyond that. Maybe they were college-type film festivals. Or something. ...Or maybe not. ] But, what's the 'Pokéstar Studios'? A film company?

And how was a zorua supposed to play all the parts? [ yes, that's definitely important too. ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-09 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...Red has heard none of these movies. Asking about Zorua was a good idea, because that's easier to digest. ]

Like a ditto? [ It's asked before the imagery comes, which he accepts. ] Ah...

[ It looks like a vulpix, somewhat. But definitely ditto-like. It's actually cool to witness, if even only via memory, a small tug of longing in his chest. He hasn't caught a pokémon in so long. ]

That's just like a ditto -- do you have those in [ what was the name again...? ] Unove?

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-11 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Huh. It was still interesting, getting a slow nod out of Red for the information. And funny how the guy was going to use the pokémon for all the roles in his movie, though perhaps that was another difference between a ditto and a zorua.

They're down half the apple now in his hold, and the next slice the little guy goes snatches away jerks him back, knocking him off Red's lap onto the couch flipped over with his collection of little legs all wiggling in surprise. No, he can get up, he's got this!!!

Red huffs, lifting an arm that was to help before the creature got it, and instead of returning to where he was he goes for burrowing himself as close to the crook between Red's thigh and the back of the couch, which... doesn't entirely work, but as he goes still, seems to be good enough for him. Let him recover from this moment of embarrassment!!

He rests his arm on the now free space of his own leg, exhaling through his now in a sigh. If they could go home for a while, for a week--wouldn't that be something? Funny how they got from challenges to this.

It wasn't really a thought worth lingering on. ]


Well, [ he holds a second before continuing ] whatever you do for the challenge, I'm sure you'll be fine. You won't have any trouble with it.

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-16 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
Who, me? [ what promise when. ] What for? I can help clean up, but I...

[ ...wait ] ...were you the one who said I should learn to cook for myself? [ Something something pancakes...?

Oh, crap. He totally forgot about that. ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-16 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a small part of his brain second-guessing what he thought to be Cilan as the older boy speaks, but there's no other time coming to mind, not including the line of thought he shares. Food with friends...?

On the other hand, that sounded exactly like the pancake thing. Which, either way, Red's looking from the apple to Pansage, then elsewhere when he doesn't want to watch any eyes of him. His lips part... ]


I... Sure! [ That went from 2 to 10. Just, one thing: ] Can you give me a sec?

[ He tips his head to the company curled up beside him, implying he'd like to deal with them first. There's a dark corner of the apartment just for them, much better than hanging around in his bag all day (which Red will need to find a bigger home for him soon. ...or just get him used to walking with him. ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-16 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Little 'pede guy needs little encouragement to unravel from his sulking state, which is less encouragement and more just the natural response to being picked up into arms without proper warning. But Red makes it a short trip from the couch and over to the spot he sleeps, kneeling down and leaving the slices of apple under the table that makes the roof of his own little room, the creature quick to scurry under with little whistling squeals. Seemingly content with that (as far as Red can tell), Red picks himself back up, finding Cilan already off in his world as he slowly makes his way over.

That guy has given the kitchen area more love than Red could ever in a lifetime or two. ]


So what do we do? [ We, right. There is a we in this, though Red doesn't know if it's truly safe to approach Cilan's spreading bubble of energy, or if he's really necessary to this. This is like seeing his mother bake... where are the videogames to play. ] Do you need to cut the apples? I can do that.

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-16 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Please stop flirting with the kitchen over there. ]

Oh-- sure, okay. [ That sounds reasonable, and completely like something Red would have skipped out on if not told. He's heading over to to the sink and turning it on to stick his hands under, though wondering at the same time: ] Why do we have to rinse the apples? They're not dirty. [ are they??? ] Aren't they going to be harder to peel that way? Why don't we leave the skin on?

[ Cilan what is this hassle, also this is why he told to play his games and not help with the cooking. ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-17 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh sure, sure he does





Red has never peeled a fruit in his life. Slicing? Easy as pie-- actually no scratch that, if this is all the hassle that one has to go through to make a pie. Turning the apples into a loose jam? Were they going to have to mash them up like potatoes next?? Didn't you 'meld' metal???

Most of what Cilan says gets processed as one big 'okay, just do the thing' where Red doesn't question it any further (hey it probably sounds like sense--it sounds all technically correct, or something), withdrawing his wet hands from the sink to watch Cilan, which is the easiest of what he explains to follow. It's like a knife through soft butter, and though he hadn't tasted the fruit himself, he thought it was harder than that, was to cut through just moments ago. But he takes the knife and the fresh fruit, shifting it in his grip with a hum of acknowledgement. He'll be careful. ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-17 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's why the knife goes through a chunk of the apple and then catches into the edge of his palm, and both go clattering down with drops of his blood smeared along the steel. ]

Shiiiiiiit--damnit! [ He's hissing, moving back, pulling the hand close and face wincing as the pain shoots up with the gathering blood. It's the sleeves of the jacket he still wears that's kept his actual arms safe, but there's no worrying about that, ow ow ow-- ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-20 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ He sips in the air between his teeth at the first touch of the cloth, then presses his lips down even harder as he applies the pressure over the cut himself. But Red nods to the question, a quick bob of his head, after his feet has moved back to give Cilan the space when he crouches. ] 'm fine.

[ It's cold, from the back of his arms down, though where alarms are going off in his body, it doesn't really dull the pain shooting and surrounding the cut. Good job there, great job--does Cilan mind if we just rest ourselves against the back of the couch, because there's a small pacing in the space Red occupies before he goes to do just that, keeping his hand up in front of a head slightly bowed. ]

I should've wiped my hands. [ His fault, there. He says it just to say something, to point it out, and not let it be any more awkward than him so soon ruining their plans with too much silence. Our bad, Cilan. ]

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-11-20 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ His mouth pulls at the corners at that all, a small thanks for the attempt of all that and not to be entirely unresponsive, and his face winces again quietly when he double guesses the pressure he's applying over the open cut. ugh-

But, well, now what. He looks back over to Cilan, then to the apples and the kitchen counter. ]


Did you still want me to help? [ Though--he laughs, short and mirthlessly. ] I guess I can't do anything until this stops bleeding...

[ And it doesn't even seem like Cilan's using a cookbook for the recipe. The cookbook is probably his head. ]

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