[ Cress has decided to go for a swim. since the ducklett is still more prickly around people than she really ought to be, Bilbo is fully encouraging this, given how there's much fewer people in the water than on the beach itself. less trouble for him, less trouble for everyone else, and Cress actually gets to enjoy herself.
... well, until her swim takes her a little too close to where James and Polly are hanging out, in any case. upon which she suddenly stops looking elegant and assumes the "menacing wingbeating" position, honking affrontedly as if they're the ones who came close to her and not the other way around. ]
Now, Cress, for goodness' sake! Leave the poor gentleman alone. [ Bilbo, his trousers rolled up to above his knees and his shirt sleeves in much the same state, puffs over to his Pokemon and crouches next to her, deftly avoiding the wingbeating. ] Really, you only have yourself to blame for going near them in the first place.
[ he looks up at the man, face apologetic and a little embarassed. ]
I do apologise for her, she's a bit twitchy-- oh. James Sunderland, isn't it?
4 (assuming vague prior meeting okay? :D)
... well, until her swim takes her a little too close to where James and Polly are hanging out, in any case. upon which she suddenly stops looking elegant and assumes the "menacing wingbeating" position, honking affrontedly as if they're the ones who came close to her and not the other way around. ]
Now, Cress, for goodness' sake! Leave the poor gentleman alone. [ Bilbo, his trousers rolled up to above his knees and his shirt sleeves in much the same state, puffs over to his Pokemon and crouches next to her, deftly avoiding the wingbeating. ] Really, you only have yourself to blame for going near them in the first place.
[ he looks up at the man, face apologetic and a little embarassed. ]
I do apologise for her, she's a bit twitchy-- oh. James Sunderland, isn't it?