Norman Jayden (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
triptoprofiling) wrote2013-06-01 02:35 pm
triptoprofiling) wrote2013-06-01 02:35 pm
0100101110 → {video/action} violet city [4th Wall Post!]
[There seated behind the worktable is Norman who is wearing a pair of sunglasses and a leather glove on his right-hand.
I know what you're thinking. Who the hell wears sunglasses inside the house (let alone an unlit workroom with only a few rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds)? You would think he's swatting flies away from the way he is throwing his hands in the air like he just doesn't care.]
It's always the same thing.
[He continues to throw around his right arm.]
Sames files, same data...same everything. It can't even tell me if chicken's chicken anymore.
[Norman's hand dance comes to a stop as he takes off his glasses.]
I need water.
I know what you're thinking. Who the hell wears sunglasses inside the house (let alone an unlit workroom with only a few rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds)? You would think he's swatting flies away from the way he is throwing his hands in the air like he just doesn't care.]
It's always the same thing.
[He continues to throw around his right arm.]
Sames files, same data...same everything. It can't even tell me if chicken's chicken anymore.
[Norman's hand dance comes to a stop as he takes off his glasses.]
I need water.
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[Norman catches eye of the look on Shaun's face. He couldn't help but let a frown escape his face. It didn't dawn om Norman the sentimental value Shaun has with his pokemon until he really stood beside the kid to train. There is something about that loyalty he has with his entire team you don't quite see very often. For all he knows, the Charmander could've risen from a volcano only to tail Shaun but no big deal, yeah? If anything it just means they might need to find a bigger place to stay.
Norman pulls himself away from the sink and turns around to face Shaun. The federal agent and they boy are separated from a few, short steps. Norman doesn't hesitate to walk over towards Shaun to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder before he kneels down to his level.]
I'm not sure what's happening today, things've been real hectic. But...I know your dad and brother are keeping a good eye on you. They're family, it's what they do.
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He gives a miserable sniffle and wipes his nose on the back of his hand (which is then wiped on his shorts). His eyes are red like he's been crying, but he's making a valiant effort to not let the tears fall.
He nods with a wibbly, sad smile.]
I wish I coulda seen them again, though...
[hug him. hug the child. do it, Norman.]