1st Reign - Video/Action in Goldenrod Hideout

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The feed opens up on a slightly jaundiced eye, wild and a little bloodshot. It twitches unnaturally, then squints in glee as the hand holding the Pokègear pulls away, revealing a maturely handsome man in a newly acquired Rocket outfit, stroking his goatee thoughtfully. He poses for the camera, admiring his image in the eye's reflection.

"My, don't you look absolutely riveting, sir. Black suits you… Though that's more than I can say for this place..."

Discord glances around, eyes swiveling around appraisingly, as if selecting which things to keep and which to spruce up a bit. It’s clear that it’s largely disposed to the latter; the room behind him is a depressingly grey little hole, and it is clear that despite the man's seemingly constant gleeful grin that Discord is more than slightly perturbed by things. He glances below-camera, eyes scanning quickly.

"Pokègear...yadda yadda connections....something something make friends, oh please, why do something so positively droll...pah!" A small booklet goes flying past the camera, shedding pages like new snow, one of which lands on his nose. Raised eyebrow and licked lips; within seconds he is chewing thoughtfully.

"Hm. Even paper tastes differently here...How delightfully…tasteless. It's no cotton candy, but it will do. Oh fine, what do <i>you</i> want?”

“Sol.”

The camera spins on a quietly sitting Absol, wearing the closest ‘Orly’ expression that a Pokèmon is likely to achieve. It has a slim black bandanna around its head emblazoned with a violently red ‘R’. A scoff from off camera, followed by a flying paper ball (which the Absol naturally dodges).

“Oh like you haven’t.”

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Smirk. "Oh? Is that right, dear little Miss? Let's test that little theory, shall we?"

Dissent eyes her warily, batting a paw at its headband so the angry red "R" isn't visible from the camera angle. Discord notes this, and ushers over the uncooperative Pokèmon, who complies, albeit a little grudgingly. It's rather clear that he doesn't know what to make of Discord yet, and certainly doesn't trust him farther than he can throw him. {Smart Pokèmon}

Discord whispers something into the creature's ear, which immediately gets a perk! and the briefest whisper of a dark grin upon his face before he reaffirms his customary scowl. The Absol turns with a huff and, after a brief glance back at his master, struts over to the Pokèball, and with a deliberate kick sends the red-and-white patterned ball flying into a nearby wall, ricocheting off and landing neatly into Discord's outstretched hand. Dissent, satisfied, casually slips off-camera and re-adjusts his headband, and spends the rest of the feed glowering at Discord. {There are perks to a creature that can tell when something bad is going to happen, apparently. Or maybe he's a bit of a show-off. >.>}

Discord turns back to the camera, smiling serenely as a babe while adjusting his hat.

"You were sayi-"