Forgive my weakness and forgive my sins

Finding a Fire-type Gym so close to a frozen cavern was unexpected, but they seem to be doing well enough.

[Cecil looks cheerful, proud and covered by a thin layer of frost. That's what happens when the whole battle is spent under Rain Dance and said frozen cavern is visited right after, but he doesn't mind.]

Two more badges to earn by August 29. Perhaps having sixteen has more of an effect than having only Johto's eight; we'll know soon enough

[He doubts that, but it's a nice thought.]

[Some distance away, to the left of the (somewhat static-y) screen, a days-old Elgyem stands, panting and looking quite determined. To the right is a small plate, filled with tasty-looking berries. And between the two... a chair. A somewhat heavy-looking chair.

Now, a normal Pokémon would simply walk around the chair to reach the goodies, but Fu is obviously not a normal Pokémon. He's a paragon of strength and power! He's the standard by which all Pokémon should be measured! Which is why he bravely starts running and slams into the chair, in an attempt to move it out of the way.

It's quite obviously not working.]

Is that -ouch- truly normal behavior for -ow, dammit- Psychic-types?

[Poor Cecil (who will be staying offscreen, thank you) sounds completely baffled, and Fu apparently doesn't appreciate that. He turns around to look at his trainer, frowns, and literally launches himself at the protesting man. It would have been more impressive had it not been followed by a crack, a shout of surprise and a bout of wailing worthy of Whitney.]

...Does anyone know how to rid -ow- oneself of leftover static electricity? It makes dealing with him more -erk- complicated than it should be.

[A Rising Badge, carefully turned over and over in a man's hand, obviously being inspected from all its angles. This is the image coming from the Cecil-cam, today.]

A year, to the day. That's more than acceptable for the first part of an adventure. Or perhaps I should say that obtaining this last badge is an excellent way to celebrate my first year in this world?

[Cecil's hand finally closes around the badge, and he brings the Pokégear up to look at the sky instead.]

Would anyone know why the professor cal- No, nevermind. It's not important at the moment. Badges and anniversaries should both be celebrated. If anyone in Blackthorn wishes to join me, I'll pay for the meal and drinks.

[At a very nice restaurant, too. Let it not be said that he does not have taste.]

[Take 1.

The feed shows the inside of the Ecruteak Gym. The ceiling of the Gym, to be precise, which might be explained by the Drifblim floating there. The image moves around to get a better look.]

I've found Pandemonium! I suppose she decided to stay with her fellow ghosts... Demon! How are you do- AAAAAAAAARGH!

[...Always pay attention to your surroundings, Cecil dear. Pits can be rather painful.


Take 2.

Cecil is walking inside the inn, disheveled but smiling. He holds a Fog badge in his left hand and shows it off.]

Morty was easy enough to defeat. Would anyone like to partake in a victory lunch? [His left hand moves out of view, and the sound of a doorknob can be heard.] I'll pay for everyone, of- Leviathan?

[And the Pokégear clatters on the ground, forgotten.


Take 3!

Cecil is in his hotel room, surrounded by eight little brown eggs. Beside him, Leviathan looks extremely proud. He puts on his best smile.]

Would anyone be interested in buying Milotic eggs? I have eight of them, and I'd be willing to sell them for P1000. I'd also be willing to trade them for other eggs, if you have any that are particularly interesting. They'll all grow up to look as lovely as their mother, and they can learn many attacks through Technical Machines. If you are interested, please contact me.

[He waves before turning off the feed, deliberately for once.]


[[ooc: All eight spots were already filled in a post on the OOC comm!! Sorry, guys, I should have said so earlier. o_o;;]]

[Cecil is out shopping in the Department Store. Again, you might want to say. But this time he holds the Pokégear with his left hand while the rest of his body is buried by bags and boxes of all kinds, and people can see a feminine hand adding more to the pile every so often.]

I would like to thank everyone who has sent me gifts. All of your choices were extremely thoughtful, and I have no doubt I will enjoy all of them.

[The feminine hand adds another bag. He waits until it leaves.]

I would also like to apologize to every trainer who might have wanted to challenge Whitney this afternoon. I was unaware that drying her tears would involve taking over her day. On my honor, I swear I will try to convince her to return to the Gym before nightfall.

[Another box, and this one hides his face from the camera. He sighs before turning the Pokégear off.]

( OOC: Final gift list )