Hideo
he/him
15
October 18th
slateport
undecided
Gym Leader
Ace Trainer
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Hideo Kino
It's Educational! [M/hideo]
POSTED ON Dec 30, 2020 21:32:18 GMT
A collective smile from the party; they were doing well at impressing Doug. But they couldn’t let their guard down just yet, as there could still be more traps waiting for them.
And right they were: quite a few times, Rocky and Pom would stop the group, disarming whatever trap they managed to spot, from pit traps to arrow traps to more ambushes. They also evaded the ones they couldn’t disarm or didn’t spot in time, with a few close calls.
By the time they reached the end, Hideo’s hat had a few new holes.
Hideo stopped when Doug put a hand on his shoulder. “A bag just sitting at the end of the hall?” He just had to repeat it to really get across how silly that sounded. “Gee, I wonder if it’s trapped or something.”
He could even guess what kind of trap it was too; a pressure plate under the sack, and if they took it off, the plate would release a trap. He’d heard of it in a radio drama he listened to when he was younger. And fortunately, he had something that could take its spot. Not that he prepared specifically for this, but it could work.
He put his backpack down, producing a small bag. “Maybe we could do a little switcheroo. These are just some meat buns Mom made for me if I got hungry. Sure whoever this altar’s for won’t mind a little trade: they’re good buns.” He reached his arm out. “Ok Pom, switch it around like you keep switching my books.”
A small giggle from the little monkey, who happily grabbed the pouch. She made her way to the altar, deftly weaving around tripwires and arrows.
She climbed up the altar, all the way to where the bag sat. Just as Hideo thought, there was a pressure plate waiting for her. Carefully, she positioned her tail near the bag, the meat bun pouch held within.
With a single motion, she slapped the bag off the plate, sliding the meat bun pouch over it. A tense moment passed as Hideo and his two Pokemon waited for some reaction, to see if his plan had failed.
There was no reaction.
Pom carefully made her way back to her trainer, taking the dismounted bag with her, dropping it right in Hideo’s waiting hand. “Great job, Pom!” he said, petting the monkey on the head after she hugged his leg.
Hideo opened the bag, feeling out the contents within; they were small, smooth, and were various shapes. “Thinking we just nabbed ourselves a bag of gems!” he said, giggling as he felt a gem along his fingers. “Maybe I can show these off to my next blind date~. I’m sure Andy would’ve been impressed by ‘em.”
He put the gem back, closing the bag before putting it in his backpack. “Now we just gotta head back, but that should be easy enough.” Which should be pretty easy: not like the traps would reset themselves.
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