[This is his fate. Lying on the ground with one puppy trying to drag his bag away, one standing on him, and one just Yelling. For all he knows he might just be here for hours, trying to figure out how to get at his Gear to let someone know where he is or oh never mind there's a big dog, either he's being saved or he's truly doomed.
And then he sees and hears the human. Saved, then. He lets out a relieved breath and raises a hand, smiling weakly from where he's lying on the ground.] Your puppies seem... very organized!
[Thimblerig slows down as she approaches, sitting down a few feet away and barking once, with authority. Get over here, children.]
[Glim and Fiddle whine and huff, but do scurry right over to her. Coin nearly looks like she's going to keep hold of the poor bag ANYWAY, but with a much louder huff releases it and goes over as well. While their mother seems to count them and give the three a growled warning about wandering off all alone (and good thing nobody here speaks Pokemon because some of the scolding is about trying to pull off an unsupervised heist), Envy finally catches up, having to stop and catch his breath a second.]
Thanks, they're hardened criminals.
[It's a joke, probably. He runs a hand back through his hair, shaking his head.]
[He's finally free. Grant lets out a relieved breath and sits up, dusting off his bag. Which isn't gonna do much about the puppy slobber, but he might as well try.
He smiles weakly at Envy, and definitely takes that as a joke.] Oh, no-- I, uh, lay down myself. I think I figured it'd... help to pin the bag down with my shoulder or something? [Okay, yeah, no, he realizes he did not really think that through. In fairness, he was under some pressure at the time.] Do they do this a lot?
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And then he sees and hears the human. Saved, then. He lets out a relieved breath and raises a hand, smiling weakly from where he's lying on the ground.] Your puppies seem... very organized!
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[Glim and Fiddle whine and huff, but do scurry right over to her. Coin nearly looks like she's going to keep hold of the poor bag ANYWAY, but with a much louder huff releases it and goes over as well. While their mother seems to count them and give the three a growled warning about wandering off all alone (and good thing nobody here speaks Pokemon because some of the scolding is about trying to pull off an unsupervised heist), Envy finally catches up, having to stop and catch his breath a second.]
Thanks, they're hardened criminals.
[It's a joke, probably. He runs a hand back through his hair, shaking his head.]
And way too fast. Did they knock you over?
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He smiles weakly at Envy, and definitely takes that as a joke.] Oh, no-- I, uh, lay down myself. I think I figured it'd... help to pin the bag down with my shoulder or something? [Okay, yeah, no, he realizes he did not really think that through. In fairness, he was under some pressure at the time.] Do they do this a lot?