Norman Jayden (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
triptoprofiling) wrote2013-09-15 06:41 pm
triptoprofiling) wrote2013-09-15 06:41 pm
002 {ver. 2.0} → {action/audio} Goldenrod City
[action]
[What happens when you take a grown man with a shopping list to a department store? Well nothing as a matter of fact. Quite the dilemma if you tell Norman. You can't get anymore more mundane than searching for a pair of socks and other house-ly supplies on a Sunday. He could have gone a day or two without 'em that but he needs to be outside. Stretch his legs. Do something. Everything about him reads unusually casual: grey polo shirt and a pair of khakis. He's hardly ever worn shit like this.
Things feel as if they are going in an oh-so fast manner as he saunters down the walkway. His eyes catch on all of the different chotchkies on display inside each store. Not sure how he exactly he made it over to the front window with the TMs on display. One of which catches his eye:
TM 22: Solar Beam
Norman finds his hand already pressed up against the window.]
...That's just ridiculous. You're kidding, right?
[His Watchog who has been following this whole time intrusively sticks his small, furry head right in front of Norman's line of view.]
[audio]
--t can't always be like this, can it? I can't put my finger on it.
...Maybe. Maybe I miss it. Just can't stop thinking about it. This is what I was working for, right? No matter where you look there was always somethin'. Now? Now I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
[A small breath can be heard.]
Turn off the Gear, Alvin. I can see you.
[What happens when you take a grown man with a shopping list to a department store? Well nothing as a matter of fact. Quite the dilemma if you tell Norman. You can't get anymore more mundane than searching for a pair of socks and other house-ly supplies on a Sunday. He could have gone a day or two without 'em that but he needs to be outside. Stretch his legs. Do something. Everything about him reads unusually casual: grey polo shirt and a pair of khakis. He's hardly ever worn shit like this.
Things feel as if they are going in an oh-so fast manner as he saunters down the walkway. His eyes catch on all of the different chotchkies on display inside each store. Not sure how he exactly he made it over to the front window with the TMs on display. One of which catches his eye:
TM 22: Solar Beam
Norman finds his hand already pressed up against the window.]
...That's just ridiculous. You're kidding, right?
[His Watchog who has been following this whole time intrusively sticks his small, furry head right in front of Norman's line of view.]
[audio]
--t can't always be like this, can it? I can't put my finger on it.
...Maybe. Maybe I miss it. Just can't stop thinking about it. This is what I was working for, right? No matter where you look there was always somethin'. Now? Now I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
[A small breath can be heard.]
Turn off the Gear, Alvin. I can see you.
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But being the target demographic for this world, the people who run this place are perfectly willing to give him a job as a perfect little salesman - provided he doesn't work more than two hours a day.]
Yeah! I'm almost done. Were you looking at the TMs because you wanted to get a present for Alvin?
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[The second Shaun mentions TMs, Alvin's little ears twitches and proceeds to look up at Norman with a pleading twinkle in his eye.]
No, I was only looking.
[Annnnd Alvin droops his head in disappointment. Story of his life.]
If I'm going to do that then I'm going to need to put in more time with the other five if I want to face Whitney. One disc won't be a game changer.
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It can be if you pick the right one! Like Normal-types are weak to Fighting moves, so a really tough fighting move could make it a lot easier.