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thebastion2015-01-11 01:12 am
doctor_dragoon) wrote in thebastion2015-01-11 01:12 am
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Day 269 [CLOSED]
Who: Rin and Yukio.
Open: Closed
When: Day 269
What: Having the local doctor as your brother isn't as convenient as you'd think.
Format: action
Warnings: Talk of sex, possible pregnancy, and general bodily functions.
[It was still strange to be able to do normal things. They were living on a floating rock at the end of all things and yet it was only here that Yukio could decide to take the day off to go swimming. Not that he'd taken the entire day (no way, this is still Yukio we're dealing with), but Oshawott demanded more variety and physical activity than Yuki's normal office hours provided, and it was his responsibility to keep his pokemon happy and healthy. He enjoyed it most days, the surprisingly patient companionship that his little partner usually offered, but such a young thing could only be expected to remain idle for so long, and swimming seemed like the natural way to burn off that extra energy. It was good for both of them, really.
So when Yukio makes it back to the apartment, a bag over one shoulder and his hair still damp, he's in a pretty decent mood. He doesn't even scold Oshawott when the little pokemon nearly trips his trainer in his rush to get through the door. He just sighs, shaking his head and smiling a little as he shits the door behind them.]
Neesan, I'm back.
Open: Closed
When: Day 269
What: Having the local doctor as your brother isn't as convenient as you'd think.
Format: action
Warnings: Talk of sex, possible pregnancy, and general bodily functions.
[It was still strange to be able to do normal things. They were living on a floating rock at the end of all things and yet it was only here that Yukio could decide to take the day off to go swimming. Not that he'd taken the entire day (no way, this is still Yukio we're dealing with), but Oshawott demanded more variety and physical activity than Yuki's normal office hours provided, and it was his responsibility to keep his pokemon happy and healthy. He enjoyed it most days, the surprisingly patient companionship that his little partner usually offered, but such a young thing could only be expected to remain idle for so long, and swimming seemed like the natural way to burn off that extra energy. It was good for both of them, really.
So when Yukio makes it back to the apartment, a bag over one shoulder and his hair still damp, he's in a pretty decent mood. He doesn't even scold Oshawott when the little pokemon nearly trips his trainer in his rush to get through the door. He just sighs, shaking his head and smiling a little as he shits the door behind them.]
Neesan, I'm back.
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This was almost expected of them, really.]
... oh.
[She doesn't bother with "you could've said that" because she knows he wouldn't have, instead catching up to match his stride as much as she can, sleeves hanging over her hands so far it looks like she could flap them and fly away.]
Well I'm comin' with you then.