francia | [Post 039] Video/Action for Saffron City and Route 7 [Backdated to 30th of May]

[The feed opens up to the outskirts of Saffron City just before Route 7 sometime in the mid-afternoon. It's a picturesque scene: green, summer-lush trees, well-combed grass, and a herd of multi-seasonal Deerling dotting the scope of the camera. The focus of the shot shifts after a couple of seconds to show one autumn-form Deerling in particular that is eating out of the palm of France's hand.]

[In the background, however, unnoticed for the moment by France, there is dust rising, and those watching the 'Gear might pick up the beginnings of static noise as a number of stampeding Blitzles careen towards France's back.]

[France grins at the 'Gear, voice cheerful and boastful although increasingly distorted by the static noise.]

This is Bénézet, the newest addition to my team! Isn't he a lovely and unique specimen among these cre...

[At this point, the feed's audio is far too distorted to be understandable. A moment passes where France continues speaking inaudibly before France finally notices something's up. He looks away from the 'Gear, which subsequently shifts the focus off-center to give a view of France's shoulder, the sky, and a rising cloud of dust before there's a blare of static and the feed abruptly cuts out.]

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[When Envy reaches France, he reaches to loosely link arms with him. He does look France up and down, and is glad to see that he doesn't look injured at all.]

Maybe we should get you some Repel.

[He gives France a (tired, he hasn't been sleeping well since the weekend) half-grin that doesn't show too much amusement even though yes that video was kind of funny.]

You're not hurt, right?

[France returns the hold, tightening it and pulling Envy closer. He takes Envy's hand in his own.]

Repel always makes me smell like I'm wearing cheap perfume.

[France shakes his head.]

No. I'm just...

[He motions vaguely with his free hand.]

Frustrated.

[Envy leans his head lightly on France's shoulder, letting out a small huff of a laugh at the perfume comment. After France is done speaking, he looks up at him.]

About it getting broadcast?

[France laughs lowly, somewhat self-derisively.]

Well, yes, that, too.

[He sighs through his nose, tilting his head to rest it against Envy's at his shoulder.]

I'm frustrated with everything about this place, except for you and few others and my pokemon.

[Envy's not sure what to say to that at first, so he squeezes France's hand, leaning closer against him and tilting his head a little to better rest against France's.]

There's a lot to be frustrated about, yeah.

[Especially after yet another lost three days, and all the vague and disturbing dreams that came with that.]

Is it really everything but that? [It's not a demand for justification, just a question. He can definitely sympathize.]

[France runs his hand over his face, scrubbing at some of the dirt he feels there.]

It's just -

[He stops, gashing his teeth, his head tipping forward so that when he continues he's speaking into Envy.]

I miss my land, my people. I miss hearing my language. I always do, being here, but it's stronger somehow. It always is after these moments when we loose days and memory, and I feel so much less -

[He breaks off, his hand curled tight in his own hair, jaw working unevenly as if he can't decide what he wants to do with his voice. It's not so much that's he's at a loss for words as he has too many, and he can't decide what he wants to say first.]

[Without thinking about it, Envy lifts his free hand to cover the one France has in his hair before running it through the hair on the back of his head. He's familiar with this feeling, not in quite the same way, but he has some understanding of what France is going through.]

[He's not sure if he should say anything or wait for France to continue, but there is something he feels like he has to. His voice is quiet when he does.]

This place takes so much away from us. But...[He struggles with the words for a second] to me, you could never be less.

[France twitches at Envy's touch to his hand, surprised despite himself, or maybe because of himself. He breathes out roughly as Envy's hand goes to the back of his head, and he closes his eyes tightly, pressing tightly against Envy, almost like France is trying to curl into him. When he finally speaks, it's in a tone so low and breathy it's nearly inaudible. At the same time, there's an intensity to it, like even if he shouted, it would mean just as much.]

Thanks.

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