Wherein disjointed entry is disjointed.

[raced_god]

[Should you visit Falcon at any point this week, you might notice the rather out of place-looking flowerpot and spray bottle of water on his desk. Depending on the time, there may or may not be a very angry-sounding red Pikmin in it. How strange.]

I was down at the stadium today putting the roof back up because of the snow. Which is not really as hard as it sounds, just a lot of button-pressing, but now we can at least get in a few more days of football practice before you're all let go for the holidays.

Winter always makes me antsy. I like the snow well enough but it gets too cold and wet to do anything outside, for the most part. I guess I'll throw out an open invitation to spar, then. It's been a while, and beating up Sandbag gets old. Any takers?

Hey, Ionia, do your snow clothes still fit?
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So. I graded your latest homework assignment.
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The students get out for break after this Friday. I was thinking if you wanted to do a class together before then, we can meet up and work something out for the 11th.
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Hey, uh. What are your plans for break? Do you know what you want for Christmas yet.

Also, funny story about yesterday...
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I haven't done any shopping. My list is even smaller than it was last year, which I guess isn't really saying much because last year was the first Christmas I'd celebrated in almost a decade. It probably doesn't help that I was a terrible shopper when I did pay attention to holidays.

...I can't even say it to her, the least I can do is get her something nice for Christmas. For Ollie and Jeff and Ionia, too. If the past few months have taught me anything, it's that I need to value the few people I can trust, even if I have no idea when or if that will change. I hope it won't, but at the same time...all I can think about are the consequences of letting people into my life.

This time last year I...was gearing up for the Grand Prix. Jeff had gone back to Winters, I think. Samus had that fight with Ocelot. I had that fight with Ollie. I'd just found out about REX. And FoxALIVE. Not like any of that matters now. And it's been a year since Blood disappeared. I'm not even sure Black Shadow knows where he ran off to. Maybe he'll turn up at the Grand Prix this year. It'd make me feel better, in a weird way. To at least know.

Sometimes I feel like I should just get up there at a press conference, in front of the committee and cameras and everyone and take off the helmet. Stand there and say "Hi. This is me. Have a good look." Probably the stupidest thing I could do, really. But I just get so tired.

I hate to say it but I should find Goroh. The whole business with Samus and the war wasps just...doesn't sit well with me.

Comments

I guess dated to sometime earlier today

[imaredpikmin.livejournal.com]

[Olimar really does not appreciate being in a flower pot. But it's better than wandering around the school. He is still squeaking his head off, hoping Falcon will let him type something on the computer. He'd thank Falcon if he could. Probably did at some point. Not that this is much better.]

Re: I guess dated to sometime earlier today

[raced_god]

[WELL GEE how is he supposed to know your preferred place to sit on your little red Pikmin butt. Falcon is kind of not getting that Oly wants to use his computer.]

Christ you're annoying. What?

Re: I guess dated to sometime earlier today

[imaredpikmin.livejournal.com]

[Well, it's not really a preferred place. It's more so about wanting to be his old self again. This has been a rather traumatic experience and extremely weird. Also, Ollie hates feeling helpless. He can't even SPEAK!]

*SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK!*

[He is flailing around now and pointing across the room hoping Falcon can see he's pointing to the computer in his office.]

[raced_god]

...I don't understand you. Did you want something?

[hasmoreberets.livejournal.com]

*Hey Falcon, have a Smee replacement*

I MIGHT... wait I'm a trainer, I'll get smeared on the pavement no experience from that. *Why is he saying this, he's dumb and innocent*

I dunno, Mr. Falcon! I think the snow's awesome! Wet snow does get annoying, but it's so soothing to hear the crunch of dry snow under your shoes! Especially whenever you've done a long hard day of training.

[raced_god]

Yeah basically all I'd have to do is punt your Turtwig. Game, set, match.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I love the snow. Just kind of restricts how long you can stay outside before you freeze.

[hasmoreberets.livejournal.com]

WHAT, but Turtwig wants to get some experience too, y'know, I also got a new pokemon too, so hah.

Oh! Yeah, you have a point there. I personally hate it whenever I'm having a really fun time and I start getting too cold.

[raced_god]

Ooh what kind is it punt-able.

Yep. I have to go running after school now because it's too cold in the morning before classes.

[Prrrrrivatos]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[Mm mm mm guess who will so not be mysteriously sitting in on any Falcon and Gage class times next week. Nope siree not mysterious at all.]

I don't want a lot for Christmas... There'd just be one thing I...

I don't know, maybe I'll see something that catches my eye when I go shopping. I know what I'm getting you though--biggest bag of coal I can find.

Oh? Funny ha-ha or funny hee-hee?

Re: [Prrrrrivatos]

[raced_god]

You should text me with a picture of it if you find something.

Uhh...Funny like I'll be tied up the rest of the week because Ollie was mysteriously turned into a Pikmin haha funny.

So I guess not really funny at all.

Re: [Prrrrrivatos]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

........what. What?!

.....I... you know what, I'm not even going to ask. Unless you know how it happened? Is he okay though? No one kicked him or stepped on him yet did they?

Re: [Prrrrrivatos]

[raced_god]

I have no idea how it happened.

...He's with me. In my office.

In a flowerpot.

[Droppin' by the office like a social human being]

[proud-soldier.livejournal.com]

*poking his head through the doorway*

...hey. Got any time?

[LOOKIT YOU BEING SOCIAL]

[raced_god]

Sure do. What's up?

[HECK YEAH I AM SO ACTIVE IN THIS RP]

[proud-soldier.livejournal.com]

*leans against the door jamb*

Got your message about a group class on Friday. Seems like a good idea to me. Shall we devise a lesson plan?

[HECK YEAH]

[raced_god]

Oh, good.

Yeah, did you have anything specific you wanted to cover?

Private

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

...And?

Re: Private

[raced_god]

Good job.

Re: Private

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

...

Re: Private

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

YES!!!!! Captain I could never have done it without you! Yes yes yes yes yesssss!

I'm so late, soooob

[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

A sparrin' match, Mr. Falcon?

[raced_god]

Interested?

[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

You bet! I'm always ready for a sparrin' match!

[ionianmode.livejournal.com]

Do not worry, Papa! Ionia's wrists peek out if she stretches her arms but everything still fits good.

[raced_god]

Let me know if your stuff starts to get too small, okay?