[The video starts off moving through the trees, which might not be all that odd considering the number of times Pokemon have gotten their trainers' pokegear away from them. There's a backpack hanging from a nearby branch, so they're not far away either, maybe.
Oh, wait, did you see that flash of red? Maybe you heard a colorful demonstration of dialogue followed by a loud crash. Kind of like someone falling out of a tree?]
SERIOUSLY?! What kind of crazy place is this-- [Climbling out of the bushes, throwing a fallen branch out of her path...] --that I can't even move through the trees?!
[The view shifts for a better look. What sounds a lot like Chimchar-type giggling can be heard as it pans down to its trainer, a woman with bright red hair, picking and throwing twigs from her hair. She stops to check on a few scratches on her arm when she hears the snickering and directs her gaze upwards suspiciously.]
... Ah--
[And then she looks stunned, and then she looks angry. Oh crap.]
KONJOOOOO! What part of laying low was uncl-- [END FEED.]
[Once she realizes that they've basically been having a staring contest for the last... how long had it been, exactly? Well that was understandable given the circumstances, right?? She lets out a laugh when he finally calls her name. The fact that he did so and apparently recognizes her is enough to finally snap her out of it and prompt the first tears to fall.
Man, this has been an insane 48 hours. All this emotional whiplash! For the moment the need for stealth is forgotten. Her face lights up, contradicting-- or complimenting(?) --the tears.]
Oh geez, of course I'd make myself look like a total dweeb when we finally talk...
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Man, this has been an insane 48 hours. All this emotional whiplash! For the moment the need for stealth is forgotten. Her face lights up, contradicting-- or complimenting(?) --the tears.]
Oh geez, of course I'd make myself look like a total dweeb when we finally talk...