[The scene opens up to a grand view of the ocean, white foam from the light waves in the surf. After about half a minute of general ocean scenery, the 'Gear's camera shifts to reveal France and Envy wearing aviator sunglasses and puffy winter jackets with Mai Tais in hand. The wind is blowing steadily, whipping their hair about and staining their cheeks read with the cold.]

[France raises his cocktail in a toast, grinning lopsidedly.]

More people need to take this cruise! It's comfortable and the liquor is good!

[He pauses.]

The only thing is that there's too many locals here for it to be truly enjoyable...

[Envy snorts, looking half-amused.]

They don't get any less battle crazy out at sea.

[France huffs, rolling his eyes.]

I came here to relax, not get jumped every ten minutes! All these random people just burst into your room, no announcement or anything, regardless of what you're doing and demand to see your best pokemon!

[Envy shrugs, moving the hand not occupied with his drink flippantly.]

I don't think any of the locals have ever actually heard of knocking.

[France laughs merrily, shaking his head ruefully. He makes as if to say something else, obviously jovial, but a loud, boisterousness voice from somewhere off camera but coming closer.]

HEY, YOU! Let me show you my AWESOME Tentacool!

[France's and Envy's expressions before the video abruptly cuts out are clearly, even with the sunglasses, exasperated.]



[Private to Miguel from both France and Envy]

How are you holding up? Would you like anything from the cruise?



[[OOC: Responses to this post will be from both France and Envy, whose spoken lines here are in green. The blue is the random Sailor.]]

[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.]