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My head hurts. [To the tone of weeeehhh.] Get here faster!

Eh? Oh, Luke! Sorry, I got a little distracted but I'm-

Wait, what do you mean your head hurts?

[Some time later--]

What does it sound like I mean? [With emphasis on each word:] My head hurts!

I get that, but I mean...

You didn't really call me just to say that, did you?

You're my maid! You're supposed to get over here and take care of me!

Edited (i accidentally a word) 2012-07-29 10:34 (UTC)

But I'm not there yet!

[ ... ]

Wait, you're in Goldenrod, right?

Yes! [Oh wait shit, he can't let her come into the Base. IMPROVISE IMPROVISE--] I'm at the inn. [Boy, he feels clever now. Except for the bit where he has to am-scray outta here to make it there before she does.]

Oh, then we actually are at the same place!

[ silly her for forgetting... despite the fact that she was in a hurry to get here because of him in the first place. ]

I'll be there right away!

[You know what?]

[Challenge accepted.]

All right, just--ugh, my head!

[HORRIBLE 'I'M DYING FROM MIGRAINE' NOISES, and then the feed cuts.]

Shadow! Come on!

[There's barely any time to gather supplies into a backpack before they're off, coursing through the city. Becoming a grifter certainly taught Luke a few shortcuts, so that despite his headache, they're making good time.

It's only when they're about to barge in through the lobby doors that Luke realizes that A) he barely knows what this girl looks like and B) he needs to get a room like, yesterday.]

[He gives Shadow a sideways glance.

Sighing, the Zoroark shifts easily into a foreign human shape. It's not often that he has to botch a transformation, but he needs to explain an inability to speak; markings from power-disease will do that.

While Shadow takes Luke's backpack and trudges off to brave the receptionist, Luke does his best to ignore the way his brain feels like it's splitting in two. The inn's back door leads into its kitchen, and from there, it's a quick jog to the stairwell. He finally gets to crumple a bit while he waits for Shadow to return, not actually feigning his pain for once. His head actually hurts, the mottled purplish marks of his Psychic powers blazing at his temples.

Shadow dutifully appears with a pair of keys for a room, and Luke sends him upstairs with one to get things nice and lived-in looking.]

[And there is Luke, slightly disheveled--but you could always blame that on the migraines--stumbling into the lobby on exhausted legs. He dials Makoto's number again and croaks:]

So, you here or what?

[ well played, luke... unfortunately, makoto will never know the pains you went through to achieve that feat.

though that's kind of the point, isn't it?

as he calls her up in the lobby, he can probably hear her phone go off. she'd come immediately after their call, and was pretty fast to begin with. though she doesn't quite recognize him either: instead she answers her phone, not realizing the caller is standing just across the room. ]

Yeah, I'm here! What about you?

[ her voice is probably audible to him even without the help of the pokegear... ]