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Action - morning of 6/5

[worthallthis]

The Soldier (Still not Winter... better get used to that, buddy.) is of two minds of having separate hotel rooms. While on the road, it'd been fine: sleeping under the stars, or under trees if it was wet out, across a fire from Entrapta, had been fine. He could keep track of her, and still get enough sleep. But walking into a room and expecting to sleep there with another person just... wasn't happening. The very thought made him want to lock himself in the bathroom and try to sleep in there, instead.

That seems like it probably shouldn't be normal.

So: separate hotel rooms, which thankfully wound up being right next to each other. It meant having to let her out of his sight for a whole night, which was also a little anxiety-provoking. He had to wake once to peek into her room to check on her. Thank fuck they're only staying one night, and things can go back to normal on the road. (Normal. Five days makes normal, apparently.)

He's a light sleeper, so it's something of a surprise when he wakes to find the Absol (Grace, her name is Grace, dammit.) on his bed staring at him, curled around four weird speckled objects. Those were clearly not there when he bedded down (the second time, after checking on Entrapta). He stares for a long minute before crawling off the bed around them, carefully, and getting his boots back on to go get Entrapta. The Absol watches him with what looks like mild amusement.

At her door, with Fuzzle at his feet chewing on one of his boot laces, the Soldier calls in, "Entrapta? Are you awake?"

early July

[fingersandteeth]

Having learned her tastes and done his research on the way down, Steven takes Entrapta to a certain food truck not far from the Radio Tower on the morning after they overnight in Goldenrod. The truck itself sells mini donuts: in bulk with just cinnamon and sugar sprinkled on them and in smaller paper food trays with all kinds of different toppings on offer. You can even peer in through the food truck window and watch the mini donut machine at work.

"So anyway," Steven says, digging into his own donuts, which have been drizzled with chocolate and raspberry sauce and topped with fresh strawberries, "usually people can't just come inside the Tower, given the trouble they had with Team Rockets years ago, but since I work there, I can just sign you in. It's the computer in my shared office I need you to look at? But, uh, also the phone at my desk and the pencil sharpener and... honestly, Entrapta, everything electrical on my side of the cubical wall refuses to work now. The very first day things started to go wrong, they wouldn't on my office mate's side either, but now it's just mine. Even the lights on my side won't switch on."