[Bedivere carefully balanced the crate of juice with his only arm as he spoke. It wasn't terribly heavy for him and he could carry it with relative ease from the truck to where they were being stacked. He sets his current crate down on top of one that was acting as a base and goes to get another. He hefts the next one up only to set it back down when he saw that it was tilting and the juice was about to fall out. Hm, what to do in this situation...]
E.
[Bedivere is silently taking in the impossibly blue ocean that surrounded Alola from a spot he had found for himself on one of the many beaches. It was a quieter spot, away from the more crowded areas, and it was just him for the most part with the occasional wild Pokemon passing by. There had been enough time for him to have fully settled in from his initial arrival, but being in Alola was like a dream almost too good to be true. Everything was so peaceful, the people were happy and healthy, and whatever threats there didn't end with bloodshed. Compared to his own experiences and what he remembers...
He's so deep in thought he almost misses the Pokemon--a Ralts--making its way over to him.]
Ralts...
Huh? O-oh, hello.
[The Ralts looks at him expectantly and Bedivere stares right on back, unsure of what was happening right now. But the Ralts reacts quicker than he did, smiling impossibly wide for such a small creature and closes the distance between them to hug Bedivere's arm.]
Wha-?!
[So this was happening now. But he was unsure whether it was wild or if this one belonged to someone, it was always difficult to tell.]
Bedivere | Fate/Grand Order | OTA
Where would you like me to put this? Over there?
[Bedivere carefully balanced the crate of juice with his only arm as he spoke. It wasn't terribly heavy for him and he could carry it with relative ease from the truck to where they were being stacked. He sets his current crate down on top of one that was acting as a base and goes to get another. He hefts the next one up only to set it back down when he saw that it was tilting and the juice was about to fall out. Hm, what to do in this situation...]
E.
[Bedivere is silently taking in the impossibly blue ocean that surrounded Alola from a spot he had found for himself on one of the many beaches. It was a quieter spot, away from the more crowded areas, and it was just him for the most part with the occasional wild Pokemon passing by. There had been enough time for him to have fully settled in from his initial arrival, but being in Alola was like a dream almost too good to be true. Everything was so peaceful, the people were happy and healthy, and whatever threats there didn't end with bloodshed. Compared to his own experiences and what he remembers...
He's so deep in thought he almost misses the Pokemon--a Ralts--making its way over to him.]
Ralts...
Huh? O-oh, hello.
[The Ralts looks at him expectantly and Bedivere stares right on back, unsure of what was happening right now. But the Ralts reacts quicker than he did, smiling impossibly wide for such a small creature and closes the distance between them to hug Bedivere's arm.]
Wha-?!
[So this was happening now. But he was unsure whether it was wild or if this one belonged to someone, it was always difficult to tell.]
Ralts, ralts!
G.
[Wildcard here.]