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[solas_ion]

[Starter appreciation day, huh? Lancer doesn't need a day to appreciate his precious hellhound baby. Broadcasting to you from gods-only-know-where is a Lancer with a shiny Swablu perched upon his head and a stupid smile on his face. The Houndoom circled her sitting Trainer with an eagerly wagging tail, occasionally stopping to sniff at whatever he was doing.]

Alright, Olldóiteán, you ready?

[Grinning like an idiot, Lancer held up a stick upon which was skewered an impressive collection of meat; apparently this was how he did camping. The hellhound at his side practically hopped with excitement, whiptail going fast enough to take someone's head off. Lancer held the stick out a reasonable distance, and...]

Flamethrower.

[ FWOOSH ]

[Holy shit that's a lot of fire.]

Comments

[riastrad_ridire]

Not often--I was going to share some of it with Olldóiteán.

[Who seems to be an expert cook.]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Still kind of jelly. ] Do the two of you do this sort of thing often?

[riastrad_ridire]

Once in a while. Why?

[ex_cashcow493]

You should bake... a little closer to Goldenrod City next time.

[ Guilt is setting in for being selfish oh noes. Time to back out. ]

[riastrad_ridire]

...Hm, did you want me to make something for you?

[ex_cashcow493]

[ GUILT!! ] Mm, no, it is alright. I could order something.