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Squall "Leon" Leonhart
17 October 2020 @ 03:12 pm
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I'm Ara! I'm always open to plotting and talking! The best and fastest way to reach me is by e-mail at [email protected]; I also have Sickie Beaver on AIM, but since I'm in an odd timezone (UTC + 9) you're unlikely to catch me there. Barring that, you can always PM me either on this account or at mangosherbet. Thanks!

How's My Driving?

How am I doing with Leon? Decent? Needs work? Just plain terrible? Let me know!

Anon is ON, ip logging is OFF, posts are SCREENED.
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
06 December 2011 @ 10:57 am
[ The feed clicks on and immediately, what captures the attention is the rising and falling sound of foreign music blasting through the Gym. Clair's Gym, to be precise: Leon is taking on his last Gym leader.

Well, 'taking on' is perhaps strong. More like, Clair's Dragonite is in the final throes of agony, wrapped up in Flood's tentacles, heavily poisoned, getting blasted with Ice Beam. From the viewpoint, just over Leon's shoulder, it becomes obvious his Raichu is the culprit here, filming the proceedings with occasional peeping encouragements to her teammate.

Dragonite doesn't last long, and eventually goes slack. Flood's tentacles are suddenly holding nothing more than a vanishing red light. The music dissipates, replaced by the usual victory fanfare. Raichu, as well as Lightning, Sen and Strike in the stands, explode into cheers—or in Lightning's case, soft applause. Leon himself isn't one for overly emotional displays, so Flood gets a few proud pats and a promise of well-earned rest for his trouble.

Raichu leaps down from Leon's shoulder as he collects his HM and prize money. As he turns to make his exit, Lightning strides up, the camera catching on her pleased expression. ]


They did well. You did well.

Thanks.

[ The view is mostly obscured by Raichu's meager height, but Lightning steps in very close and Leon's arms wind around her shoulders and she tilts her chin up--

Goodness.

A moment passes, before the two abruptly break apart, apparently having noticed their audience. As Raichu scrambles back, the camera tilts high enough to catch the two of them looking incredibly uncomfortable. ]


Turn that off.

[ And off it goes. ]



[[ooc: pink is Lightning; tags may come from both of them as soon as Silver gets online. As for me, a busy class schedule means I may have to leave shortly, so don't worry if I disappear.]]
 
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
[ Guess who saw the feed first thing upon waking and nearly flipped his shit? Yep. He flips it open to make some calls. ]

The empty base, and now this. Whatever it is they've got planned, it'll be best to stay on our guard.

Private voice message to: Dale Cooper, Sora, Ventus, Xion, Rise, Kisa, Minnie, Nanako, Cecil, Yuffie.Collapse )

[ Public text message sent out about an hour later: ]
If you knew Yuffie Kisaragi, she's been sent home.

[ He's just going to spend the rest of the day being grumpy and frustrated and torn between flying out to Goldenrod and staying on course to Blackthorn. ]
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
18 October 2011 @ 11:26 pm
[[ OOC: Feel free to ignore the inane tl;dr I felt compelled to write. Action is open to anyone in Ecruteak city!

Just a small note that today marks my, and Leon's, first Johto anniversary, and I'd like to extend a big thank you to everyone, and I do mean everyone who threaded with me at any point, with any of my characters, over the past 365 days. You're all wonderful, and you've realy made Route such a special place for me. ♥

Apologies for how closed this post seems, but Leon's a really private person and it felt right for his anniversary.

Okay sap over, onto more sap! ]


A whole slew of text messages to: Lightning, Xion, Sora, Cooper, Cecil, Minnie, Yuffie, Nanako and Kisa.Collapse )

Routeversary tl;dr featuring Leon and Skarmory, feel free to ignore.Collapse )

[ action for Ecruteak ]

[ Leon can be found back in Ecruteak during the afternoon, Skarmory, Strike, Flood and Lucky keeping him company as he enjoys the fall colors before the wind sweeps them off the trees. He's got half an eye on his 'gear, half on the road--come bother him. ]
 
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
09 September 2011 @ 12:06 pm
[ The feed opens to a triumphant Lucario face. Behind Strike is the blue Olivine sky, framing Lucky and Skarmory's bulky frames as three of the girls of Leon's team relax on the sand. ]

I am with eggs.

[ Skarmory blinks, surprised, while Lucky rolls over onto her back and thumps her tail happily, raising clouds of dust. ]

Congratulations.

Why are you announcing it?

Why shouldn't I? Does it upset you? You've had a clutch of your own.

[ Skarmory clucks, as if indignant, turning her head away. ]

'Upset'? Upset's a strange emotion to give me. Eggs are the most natural thing in the world, after all; there's nothing to feel strongly
about.


And yet, you seem unhappy.

I'm not.

Skarmory's clutch is only three now, maybe that's why.

[ Lucky's simplistic statement draws a cluck-hiss like sawblades. ]

A clutch and a mate. A mate I cared for.

Ha, when you weren't busy clucking about his wingspan.

[ Strike's body language is teasing, but Skarmory lets her head drop to the sand. ]

I wish I'd gotten to keep them.

Why? It's the way of things; they need to see the world. Boss didn't even sell them.

[ With a sigh like wind through a pipe, Skarmory turns her attention to the Arcanine who's busy sunning her stomach. ]

What about you, Lucky?

Me? I'm not sure. Boss hatched me, and you all took care of me, and Strike is a good sister.

That's all? You have a brother and a mother. Flare and Ari.

I like them! But my family is you.

[ Seemingly annoyed, Skarmory reaches over and shuts off the feed with a precise jab of her beak. ]


[[ooc: here is the bit where I say that my headcanon =/= necessarily equal anyone else's so FEEL FREE TO DISREGARD THIS! o7 ]]
 
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
23 August 2011 @ 11:11 pm
[ The feed opens with very little shaking or fumbling, to the sight of Leon with his hands over Minnie's eyes. The mouse queen is positively giddy with excitement, her toes curling in the white sand of the beach. Leon's wearing the aviator sunglasses Terra got him for Christmas, probably to ward off the hot, late summer sun. ]

Oh, Leon! I can't wait! Can we go yet?

All right, Minnie—just don't open your eyes before I say so.

[ And off they go, Strike following behind with the camera. The house looms up in front of them, its varnished wood glistening in the morning sunlight. Leon slowly, gently leads her up the back porch steps, her hand holding the banister tight as she climbs right off the sand. She laughs when they nearly trip over the last step, but quiets when she hears Leon's Nidoqueen opening the door. Leon leads her inside, Strike following close behind with the camera.

As Leon removes his hands, Minnie gets her first real look at the view from the back door, and squeals.

Leon chuckles as she leaps to embrace him, laughing in delight. The rest of the video is a simple guided tour: first the outside, the extensive porches on the first and second floor, then the vast kitchen, with the granite counter tops Minnie sighs over. The bedrooms are several and composed mainly of bunks, with only two queen-bed bedrooms reserved for the Queen and guests. Even the bathrooms are designed with multiple occupancy in mind: multiple shower/toilet stalls, and multiple sinks to avoid morning and evening line-ups. The camera follows, capturing Minnie's overjoyed expression with each new room she discovers. ]


Leon, this is marvelous! You've done such a wonderful job!

It wasn't just me. I had a lot of help.

Oh, oh! Do you know what this deserves?

[ At Leon's inquisitive look, Minnie rushes forward to grab the 'gear right out of Strike's paws, smiling all the way. ]

A housewarming party, of course! Right on the beach! We'll have a barbecue—and fireworks! How does this Saturday work for you?

[ At Leon's vaguely alarmed expression, Minnie laughs, and shuts off the feed. Clearly, the matter isn't up for discussion. ]


[[ OOC: Let's use our imaginations and pretend the house looks relatively the same, except nice and new and shiny and minus a hot tub, okay? DISNEY VALUES ]]
 
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
05 August 2011 @ 09:06 pm
[ The feed opens on Olivine beach. Judging from the bobbing, it's being held by a pokémon, one that doesn't have arms to stabilize it. A metal grating sound—Skarmory, then.

The camera flicks up suddenly, sliding across a long stretch of sand to...Leon. Leon surrounded on all sides by his team. Lucky behind him, her head in his back. Strike and Scizor in front, pulling him by the arms. In the water, Flood waits, making soft mournful noises, tentacles reaching for his trainer. Leon, for his part, has both feet planted firmly in the sand and is not moving.

Not.

Moving.

An inch.

They push, they pull, he doesn't budge. His expression is one of rock-solid concentration. He tries to shake them off, but they're stronger than he is, and he goes back to putting his energy into doing his statue imitation.

It looks for all the world like they're trying to feed him to his own Tentacruel.

Skarmory chirrs in amusement, then quickly drops the 'gear to go join the fun. ]
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
10 June 2011 @ 11:57 am
The Yuffie from Radiant Garden is gone.

Private text message for Minnie MouseCollapse )

[ Leon can later be found rummaging around inside the skeletal remains of the house they're renovating, Yuffie's little pichu tucked into the crook of his neck. The ruff of his collar is sticking up like an angry cat, but Leon hardly minds. He's just going to be flinging himself into work for the next few days. ]
 
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
01 June 2011 @ 12:30 pm
Another one of those weekends.

[ Leon doesn't sound entirely unhappy, mostly just...tired. Resigned. Beside him is Skarmory, looking distracted, but certainly more chipper than her trainer. ]

Don't know how we got to Cianwood, but I decided it'd be best not to let it go to waste. The gym here uses Fighting-type pokémon, so Skarmory didn't have any trouble.

[ Skarmory chirrs, satisfied. Leon scratches her throat absently. He holds up the Storm Badge, watching it glint in the light before tucking it away. ]

She can Fly, now, which means she can carry people on her back. Or she's supposed to.

[ He remembers the last time all too clearly; he'd wound up in the Sprout Tower moat, along with Kay. Luckily, that hadn't been deep, but this was the ocean. And Leon can't swim, but he's not sure if he wants to just accounce it publicly. ]

Is there anyone in Cianwood who'd be willing to give Skarmory a test drive? Someone...smaller.

Thanks.

private text message to Minnie MouseCollapse )

[[ ooc. Sorry for spamming everyone's flists! Leon is looking for someone smaller than he is and ideally WHO CAN SWIM to make sure Skarmory can, in fact, fly safely without killing herself and her passenger! If he can't, he'll have to do it himself. :xa ]]
 
 
Squall "Leon" Leonhart
29 May 2011 @ 02:09 pm
[ Greetings, Johto!

It appears that Leon has somehow found his way on Cianwood beach. How? Who the fuck knows.

He's naked from the waist up, feet in the water. Next to him? This big guy:



They appear to be chilling, or at least talking in hushed tones. Come bother them! Entei is entirely optional. ]