[Despite the tone of his text, Murasaki can't help but give that adorable trademark Drifblim smile when he sees everyone run out. Although whether he's happy Chihiro's come to help his trainer or that he's smiling for some weird...Murasaki reason is up for debate.
...But a part of him is kinda sad Chihiro answered, because he was ready to bust a window open.
Komajiro stops spinning around for five seconds when he sees a familiar face and some fluffy Pokemon run his way. The puppy's tail wags rapidly, ready to play whatever game they must have in store, only to tilt his head when he notices that-- hey! This isn't playtime apparently.
It looks like Murasaki was right, though, Komajiro is much more eager to listen to Chihiro than he is his teammate. Sticking his nose in the air, the puppy begins to sniff out a trail, which really isn't that hard since the bandana he wears is just covered in Komasan's scent. Now that he knows what to look for, he takes off.
Since he still has the 'gear and it's his only way to communicate, Murasaki makes sure to throw in a comment before he follows the Growlithe.]
Who wants to bet he got himself stuck in a trashcan? I bet he got stuck in a trashcan.
[...Again, despite his text, he still manages to give the cutest Drifblim smile as he punches away at the 'gear.
If Chihiro and his Pokemon manage to keep up with Komajiro (which isn't very hard, he's fast but he's still just a puppy), they'll find him eventually turning into one of Goldenrod's many alleys. Incidentally, it's the same alley Komasan ran into when he first arrived to Johto on that bizarre weekend he showed up. Old habits die hard. Or...start over...? I don't know, the timeline is all messed up right now.
It's definitely not a quiet alley, though, because Komajiro stops and points at a very wiggly...trashcan. Oh my god, he's actually in the trashcan, and he's not doing a very good job at hiding with the way his legs stick out and flail like crazy. Good job, Komasan.]
[Noko and Shiro are nearby as they watch their trainer struggle, both very concerned for obvious reasons. Noko sits by the can, unsure how she can help in a situation like this while Shiro attempts to grab one of Komasan's tiny feet with his stubby ice hands. But if anyone needs help, it's probably him, because that foot kicks him right in the face and causes him to fly into the wall. Noko can only jump back helplessly, someone halp.]
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...But a part of him is kinda sad Chihiro answered, because he was ready to bust a window open.
Komajiro stops spinning around for five seconds when he sees a familiar face and some fluffy Pokemon run his way. The puppy's tail wags rapidly, ready to play whatever game they must have in store, only to tilt his head when he notices that-- hey! This isn't playtime apparently.
It looks like Murasaki was right, though, Komajiro is much more eager to listen to Chihiro than he is his teammate. Sticking his nose in the air, the puppy begins to sniff out a trail, which really isn't that hard since the bandana he wears is just covered in Komasan's scent. Now that he knows what to look for, he takes off.
Since he still has the 'gear and it's his only way to communicate, Murasaki makes sure to throw in a comment before he follows the Growlithe.]
Who wants to bet he got himself stuck in a trashcan? I bet he got stuck in a trashcan.
[...Again, despite his text, he still manages to give the cutest Drifblim smile as he punches away at the 'gear.
If Chihiro and his Pokemon manage to keep up with Komajiro (which isn't very hard, he's fast but he's still just a puppy), they'll find him eventually turning into one of Goldenrod's many alleys. Incidentally, it's the same alley Komasan ran into when he first arrived to Johto on that bizarre weekend he showed up. Old habits die hard. Or...start over...? I don't know, the timeline is all messed up right now.
It's definitely not a quiet alley, though, because Komajiro stops and points at a very wiggly...trashcan. Oh my god, he's actually in the trashcan, and he's not doing a very good job at hiding with the way his legs stick out and flail like crazy. Good job, Komasan.]
Zurazurazurazurazurazurazurazurazurazurazurazura--
[Noko and Shiro are nearby as they watch their trainer struggle, both very concerned for obvious reasons. Noko sits by the can, unsure how she can help in a situation like this while Shiro attempts to grab one of Komasan's tiny feet with his stubby ice hands. But if anyone needs help, it's probably him, because that foot kicks him right in the face and causes him to fly into the wall. Noko can only jump back helplessly, someone halp.]