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Post by Sprite on Nov 6, 2008 18:34:55 GMT -5
[[-throws shoe at spirit- Get out of here you nosy little pervert.]]
Roran nodded along slowly. “Oh that’s fine…” He trailed off at the thought of Quil without his shirt on. But what the heck would he wear as bottoms? Boxers? Well that was weird and sort of…dirty. Well, Quil was his guest and he wanted to make him happy. [[In all sorts of ways. >8DDD]]
“I look cold?” Roran looked to himself. He was dressed warmly and he had the room at normal temperature. Well, he did put it a bit colder every once in a while for the pokemon to be comfortable. “Okay…I guess I’ll take a dip.” Roran reached down to begin to take his shirt off, but paused for a moment, feeling slightly awkward. Quil wasn’t even there but he still felt weird.
Quil returned and suddenly Roran realized that he would now have to take his shirt off infront of Quil. How embarrassing. Well he better do it quickly and hope Quil wouldn’t notice. He pulled it up over his head, revealing a thin, feminine figure. Nice and smooth. 8DDDD Swimming in his boxers would be a new experience. He pulled down his pants as quick as possible and nearly leapt into the tub. The quicker he got into the tub, the less time it would take for Quil to see his plaid undies.
He sat as far away from Quil as possible, still too embarrassed about his bare chest and boxers. “Um…this is nice.” Damn this was awkward. Two young males all alone in a hot-tub in a master bedroom while a party was going on downstairs.
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Post by sunny on Nov 6, 2008 18:46:46 GMT -5
[[ I was lol while reading this. ]]
Quil smiled, eyes still closed blissfully, although through one eye he peaked while Roran was undressing. He had a smooth, hairless chest exactly what he loved. Guys with a pelt on their chest was quite disgusting to him, he also caught a quick peek of plaid boxers and couldn't help but smile at Roran's clear embarrasment. He was sitting as far away from Quil as possible and Quil chucked slightly before deciding to fix that problem.
The slender teen ducked under the water, before popping back up, this time closer to Roran. His hair was drenched and rivlets of water dripped out every crease and curve of his toned bod. Ruffling his long locks, Quil glanced at Roran out of the corner of his eye before speaking. "You're going to get wet." he whispered roughly, pausing slightly before bending his head towards Roran and shaking his head like a dog. Water splattered all around the hot-tub, quite a bit landing on Roran.
Quil laid back down, a foot away from Roran and smiled, "This is nice isn't it." he commented, acting like nothing had happened. "So. Are you still cold?" he questioned.
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Post by Sprite on Nov 6, 2008 21:58:18 GMT -5
Roran had his eyes closed while in the hot tub. He didn't want to see anything out of both embarrassment and fear. He only opened his eyes once Quil popped up next to him. Roran couldn't help but notice the well toned body, and how the water just made it look even better. Roran shut his eyes again. Fear was definately the reason this time. He was afraid because he knew that he liked what he saw. He wasn't exactly used to....male exposure.
Water suddenly splattered all over him and he opened his eyes again. The splashing was making for a more lighter mood, making Roran more and more comfortable. He let out a very small girlish squeal. Oh crap. Now Quil was going to think he was some sort of wierdo. "Sorry about that..." He apologized again, this time for his obvious squeal. Roran ran his hand through his now wet brown locks. [[He's sooo wet. >8DDD]]
"This is quite nice." Roran flashed a smile. Now he was a lot more comfortable and leaned back a little, letting a jet massage his back. "I'm nice and warm now." He smiled while he spoke and even after he was done. He was in a very smiley mood. He stopped smiling for a second as he looked towards Quil. "Are you warm also?"
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Post by sunny on Nov 8, 2008 13:49:39 GMT -5
Quil chuckled at the girlish squeal that had escaped out of Roran's mouth, once done laughing at the embarrasment Roran was currently dealing with he continued smiling, looking down at the water quietly, feeling slightly nervous about his next move. Most of the guys he'd made out with had been rather forceful, and honestly he liked it that way. However, Roran was different, he was honestly polite and a sweet teen that was confused. He had to be careful.
Watching as the jets shot across the hot tub leaving a stream of bubbles behind, his smoldering amber gazedrifted over to Roran and he stepped closer, sinking down so that he was in front of Roran, kneeling. "It's cute, don't worry." he said, smirking slightly. Quil frowned, pretending to study Roran critically. "I'm warm, but are you sure you're okay?" Quil asked, leaning closer to Roran inch by inch. Letting out a exhaling a minty breth on him, Quil spoke once more. "Your lips look cold." he said, before leaning in and closing the gap between the two.
He pressed his lips against Roran's gently, not wanting to frighten the boy, they were smooth and as soft as could be. He gently drew back his face and smiled. "Now, that was nice." he said, now waiting anxiously for the reply.
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Post by Sprite on Nov 9, 2008 15:59:32 GMT -5
Roran couldn't help but stare. The face, the body, the lips. His own lips were aching for some strange reason, but he had no clue why. There was the strangest attraction that he couldn't explain. Perhaps it was so unexplainable because he had never felt that way before. Well atleast not towards another boy. His fingers touched his lips for a moment, but they still continued to ache.
When Quil's face moved closer, Roran lowered his fingers just intime to receive a kiss. The aching in his lips disappeared as if they were finally satisfied of something they had long been deprived of. There was no denying it, he had definately enjoyed that kiss. He wanted more the moment Quil pulled away. It was sort of scary but at least finally once and for all, he knew it. He was gay.
When Quil pulled away, Roran bit his lip. He was far too shy to admit to Quil that he liked him in an intimate way. "Oh..." he said quietly and swallowed hard again. "Thank you....I-I guess they were kind of cold." He bit his lip a little bit harder, trying to calm himself down and get rid of the obvious red in his face.
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Post by sunny on Nov 11, 2008 17:07:31 GMT -5
[[ MWAHAHA THE LUFF IS CONTINUING! ]] Quil licked his lips seductively, a small smirk, teetering on the edge of a smile could be found on his mouth. Quil sighed with barely supressed relief his held breath coming out suddendly in a short burst. Roran had taken it rather well, he wasn't exactly diving for him, but Quil wouldn't expect that with such a timid lad like his crush. He hadn't done the thing he had most feared however, and for that, he was extremely grateful. There was no shoving of Quil aside, no storming out of the room, no screamed insults. Instead, there was such a look of longing on Roran's face, that it made Quil want to leap on him again and replace that puppy-face expression into one of shear pleasure. Sadly, he managed to restrain himself... for now and contented himself with, sidling up to Roran and plopping down next to him, causing a few rivelts to pop up and splash them both in the face. Quil, coughed slightly after ingesting the cholorine infused water. That didn't go well with his already raw throat. Clearing his throat he stifled the cough coming up, not wanting Roran to think he just got a diesease. Quil smiled at the red-faced boy. "It was my pleasure, glad you liked it." he said, a full blown, unabashed grin on his face. "Are they still a little chilly?" Quil asked unable to hide the clear meaning behind the words. In fact he didn't even try to. "Ah... it's nice in here." he said, smiling. "It feels like a chilly winter night now instead of a summer afternoon." he commented. "Oh, remember that question I asked you earlier? Any idea of the answer now?" he questioned, speaking of course, the 'Are you gay?' question. He wanted to get the answer out into the open.
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Post by Sprite on Nov 15, 2008 21:23:06 GMT -5
Roran watched Quil lick his lips and found it strangely....fun to watch. They looked so much more glossy and inviting now, but that was just Roran's secretly perverted mind at work again. Maybe it was just odd to think that where his tongue was licking, his lips had been only moments before. Well as interesting as his lips were, the real question was, would he get to touch them again?
When Quil moved closer and splashed him a little, Roran nearly went crazy. No matter how hot the hot tub was, he could feel the heat generating from the boy next to him. Only after the kiss did he truly realize the fact that Quil was half naked. Quite frankly, Roran was imagining Quil standing up a bit, just so that the lovely, tone, and bare chest was in his face for perfect viewing. Thankfully, his thoughts and emotions were so well contained. Heck, it was a rare thing to understand what truly went on in Roran's mind. Be warned, he isn't all /that/ innocent.
Roran wiped the water that had splashed on his face away. Oh dang, that only made the hair get into his face even more. Well, the quickest way to get hair out of your face was to dive under the water and come back up with your head tilted backwards just right. So Roran dived under the water for a quick second and came back up. He sat back down and noticed that Quil was gone. Where was he? As he leaned back a little, he knew where Quil was. He was sitting on him.
That flew Roran into a near panic. He was in Quil's lap. What would Quil think? He didn't want to look like some sort of hooker just asking for it. He quickly leapt off of Quil and sat back down on his own seat. He caused quite a bit of water to splash, but it couldn't be helped. "So sorry about that..." he said softly. His face was a bright red all over again. "I didn't mean to....sit on you." The word 'man-whore' ran through his mind over and over again. He must've looked like some sort of male prostitute. Only male prostitutes would sit on other people's laps so suddenly.
"I'm not a prostitute, I swear..." Roran had a bad case of talking diareha. Often he would say whatever he was thinking. In most cases it would be something he would never have wanted to say aloud. This was one of those cases. He gasped lightly, quite shocked that he had actually said it, but tried acting as if he hadn't. "So...do the jets feel good?" Unintentional sexual inneudos=Fail.
Roran gave a near sigh of relief when Quil spoke. "Chilly?" He touched his lips for moment. "No, I think they're alright." Quil would have to be more obvious than that. He would probably have to outright say 'want me to kiss you again?' if he wanted Roran to catch on. Heck, even then, Roran still might not get it. Words wouldn't really do anything with Roran. He needed action to understand.
Roran nodded along with everything Quil said up until he got to the 'are you gay' question again. Roran smiled weakly but it quickly faded as he thought about it a little bit more. He still didn't know. He felt an attraction to females obviously and he most definately had a thing for Quil. So what did that make him? "Bisexual." He said it so matter-of-factly that it would probably make Quil wonder if Roran had known all along. Well it was true, Roran had secretly known that he was bisexual, but maybe his thing for men would fade? Or his thing for woman? That was where the 'I don't know' crap came in.
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Post by sunny on Nov 23, 2008 15:34:16 GMT -5
Quil smiled as Roran swiped at his hair, attempted to dislodge the water, without mussing his hair. Failing at this, Quil watched as his porcelain smooth skin sank under water. Loosing sight of the host amidst all the bubbles, Quil began to grow slightly worried as he didn’t resurface. Leaning over the bubbles, he probed around with his hand, amber eyes creased with concern. Within moments Roran popped up, nearly smacking him in the face as he reeled backwards, shock clear on Quil’s face.
Quil smirked appreciating the clear view he had of Roran’s ass. Roran looked around confused, and it hit Quil. Roran didn’t know he was right in front of him. As he leaned back, sitting on him Quil smirked, unable to enjoy the warmth and comfort of Roran’s closeness. He coughed delicately, before smirking and unable to resist he calmly whispered into Roran’s ear. “Nice ass.”
Roran suddenly whipped around and fell back into the hot tub, face beet red. He muttered frantically about not meaning to sit in his lap and apologized fiercly. Quil got a face full of water due to the speed of which Roran spun around and fell-sat in the water. Standing, Quil wiped the water out of his eyes quickly and moved over to sit by Roran again.
"I'm not a prostitute, I swear..." Quil paused for a moment, a quizzical look on his face. Soon, he burst out laughing at the atrocity of Roran. “Don’t worry. I don’t think you’re a man-whore. Just a very cute guy.” My man-whore he whispered inwardly, before smirking. Quil was about to speak when Roran said something stupid again.
"So...do the jets feel good?" Quil paused for moment, completely dumbstruck by this. How random… how… dirty. He smirked. “I don’t know. I think you’d feel better…” he said, before rolling his eyes to show that he was joking.
Quil shook his head in disbelief as Roran didn’t notice the subtle hint of another kiss. This guy was hopeless. He’d have to take matters into his own hands. So much for waiting for him to make a move.
Sighing, Quil gently tugged Roran onto his lap once again, the weightlessness of the water making it easy. “You know. I really want to kiss you again. Okay?” he said. Making it nice and clear, before pressing his lips to Roran’s once again. He loved the feel of his lips, soft, and so plump.
He moved his tounge slowly along Roran’s bottom lip and sucked on it gently, before pressing deeper into the kiss. He could keep going like this forever.
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Post by Sprite on Nov 25, 2008 14:46:41 GMT -5
Nice Ass.
Roran tried not to respond. Part of him wanted to say something back, perhaps something a bit on the suggestive, dirty side. But the other part of him, the sensible part that was generally in control, shut him up tight, knowing quite well what happened the last time he had tried to sound suggestive. Janel never did forgive him for that. Perhaps she had never forgotten either. As Roran was lost in his thoughts, he noticed that Quil had sad something else.
Roran smiled back at the....compliment? "Atleast it's good to know I'm not a man-whore..." Hohoho, Roran could use sarcasm too. Too bad he actually was a man-whore. So many women, all in a very small ammount of time. He decided not to reply to the 'cute guy' part. When Quil had said it, Roran's heartbeat increased violently. He had definately overexcited himself with that. But he was afraid that if he said something back about it, it would turn out that Quil hadn't actually meant it. By not saying anything, he could now hold onto it as if it were true.
Roran eyed suddenly widened. "I'd what?" he said quite loudly. It was obvious that he was starting to get this whole....suggestive stuff. And what terrible timing it was for him to start to get it. Before he could even continue, he was silenced with a kiss. Roran inhaled sharply.
Oh dear god, it felt wonderful. His bottom lip throbbed, but it still remained a wonderful feeling. Roran couldn't yet decide how to describe it. The only thing he could think of was pleasure. Ultimate pleasure. Who knew he could actually feel this way towards another person, let alone a male. It was so ....pleasurable, that Roran couldn't help but arch his back a little. Maybe it wouldn't totally upset his morals if he....just this one time....kissed back. He wanted to take in as much as he could if he was going to break all the rules for one time only. And so, he kissed back. He pressed his lips against Quil's so that Roran wasn't the one doing all the receiving. He copied Quil back sucking on his lower lips also.
There was something that Roran didn't account for. His tongue. It grew restless in his own mouth and wanted to....explore. Roran kept it in his own mouth however, if Quil wanted to go farther, by all means. Whatever the plan was, he wanted Quil to make the first move.
[[What a very...Out of Character moment for him. Aw who cares.]]
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Post by Nell on Nov 28, 2008 1:39:12 GMT -5
Janel couldn't believe she'd forgotten Roran's birthday. She had struggled to think of the perfect gift to give to him and loved the gift she had came up to give him. A Heartscale with his name engraved into it. 'He'll love it!' she said as she rang the door bell and caught her breath. Spike stood by her side, wearing bow tie. He had decided to look nice for his first party as a Charmeleon, it was the gentleman thing to do, right?
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Post by sunny on Nov 28, 2008 10:08:18 GMT -5
[[ Quil: Roran is not budging! ]]
Quil felt Roran stiffen again underneath his body and the normally outgoing guy hesitated, unsure of what Roran wanted. He knew he wanted this, but he didn't want to force it upon the boy though. He was about to pull away and examine Roran's expression, his eyes fluttered open only to be met with an pleasured look on Roran's face.
As the other boy dived into the kiss eagerly, Quil was only twice as pleased before enjoying the make-out session. Quil let out a soft moan as Roran sucked on his bottom lip an dhe could feel his tounge probing gently. Eyes half slitted in pleasure, Roran parted his lips before using his tounge to trace the outline of Roran's cupid bow and his plump bottom lip.
Oh, this felt so good. Quil twisted Roran around quickly on his lap, without breaking the kiss. Now they were sitting doggy style and Quil threaded his fingers through Roran's hair deepening the kiss even more.
Enjoying the moment of pure bliss, Quil was interrupted by a doorbell chime that startled him so badly that he nearly tipped over and plunged into the water. "Damn. That was loud! It sounded like the doorbell was right outside this door." he commented, glaring at the door roughly.
Returning his focus back onto Roran he smirked. "Hello there sexy. Enjoy that?" he asked, trailing a few pecks down Roran's neck, before gently nibbling on his earlobe and whispering huskily in his ear. "I know I did."
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2008 16:13:30 GMT -5
Karen felt her ears burning when the doorbell had rung, echoing through the empty corridors of the house. Though she was outside, hidden away beside several marble statues, it rang loud and clear. It was enough to snap her out of her senses, her secret plots against this evil Roran. ’How can anyone be here so late? The party’s been going on for a while.’ She wondered, sidling against the wall of the mansion, inching closer to the door with glasses covering most of her face. She had to hold her breath, in fear that she might get caught sneaking around Roran’s property. Then again, she had an invite, but she still appeared suspicious.
”Janel…?” She whispered to herself, surprised to see her sister at the front door. Spike was with her, looking rather mature and gentlemanly with the little bowtie around his neck. She was certain that Janel didn’t suspect her presence here, but now she was having doubts as to go out and announce that she was here…or stay hidden. Honest to god, she was getting rather cold and lonely outside. And if anything did happen between Janel and Roran, she would easily kick his butt if she was in the same room. That’s right! She wouldn’t let the two be alone! Not ever!
It was decided. She would have to go out there and greet her sister. Though for some reason, she felt a little shy about the whole thing. Maybe she should sneak out here a little longer? ”Janel! Good to see ya. So. Um. Why are you out here? I thought I heard that you lived with Roran?” Karen tried very hard not to put a hateful taste to Roran’s name, but you could tell she was sour about it from the weird expression on her face.
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Post by Sprite on Dec 1, 2008 15:56:02 GMT -5
"Where the hell is Roran?" It wasn't an 'out-there' statement since it appeared that no one knew where the birthday boy was. Kuro had asked multiple people, some gave him a half-way decent guess while most just tried to cuddly him. That was a stupid mistake on their part since Kuro was keen to bite. What stupid people Roran had invited.
"That little pussy better show his face soon..." Hohoho, if only Kuro knew where Roran's face currently was. He'd probably have a heart-attack and for someone as carefree as him, it would surely be a sight to see.
Kuro's ears perked up a tad bit as he thought he heard a familiar voice. Janelly? Well, he hadn't seen her in a long time. Maybe Roran and she had gotten into a tussle or something. Kuro giggled at the thought of the two in a fight. Obviously he took it literally with Janel beating the crap out of Roran. "Pansy." But maybe Janel and the female she was talking to could help him. Surely they'd seek out Roran and then he could merely follow.
What a stupid, stupid fox. Did he even think to check in Roran's room?
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit... Roran's panicked mind screamed as his somewhat pure morals hit him. I mean, he enjoyed the kissing and all, but wasn't it going a bit too fast for his own personal well-being? He didnt want to get too attached just to have his heart ripped out again. Quil didn't seem like the guy to do such a thing, but then again neither did....she.
The kiss got deeper and Roran was just about to pull away and probably shove Quil away if he tried to fight it. It wasn't forceful or anything, just too much for such a ...pure...boy. Thankfully the doorbell saved him and Quil pulled away.
The kisses on the neck. Roran winced slightly with each one, slightly afraid of what was going to happen next. Roran wasn't exactly a confident, vocal kid so he wasn't going to say 'no' or 'stop'. Quil could probably rape Roran on the spot and Roran wouldn't have the guts to object. But then the nibbling on the ear...ooooh. Roran moaned lightly, he couldn't help it. It felt so...arousing. He tried not to make any more noise to perhaps prevent Quil from...attacking his lips again.
When Quil whispered in his ear, Roran tried his best to ignore it. Maybe he could try and change the subject? And get their minds away from the more...dirty side of things. "Do you have a job?" Random question, but what the hey. Anything to get away from that stuff.
[[You're gonna have Quil /attack/ him again aren't you? So then they can walk in to that. Maybe you can make it kinda forceful so like...Kuro will see it as attempted Rape and get all hostile towards Quil, Karen could see it for what it truly is [two homos in a hot tub making out] and well...idk about Janel]]
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Post by sunny on Dec 1, 2008 17:17:44 GMT -5
[[ My gosh. Roran is such a pansy. Quil: He will learn. Mwahahaha!! ]]
Quil was throughly, inconditionally enjoying the kiss, so much that he only vaguely noticed that Roran was now made of stone, lips unmoving. Quil shoved it away as nerves, although a small twinge of worry struck him as a sudden thought struck him.
What if Roran's actions had finally caught up to him and he didn't want this anymore?
Quil murmerred a small complaint, that couldn't be true. This guy was totally gay or as he said, bisexual. Quil smirked quietly as he nipped Roran's neck, he was having a hard time believing that it was just today that Roran figured out he was not straight. Humming softly, he smiled against Roran's neck as he heard the husky moan emitted from Roran's lips.
"Do you have a job?"
He was about to return to Roran's lips when he was buffed back by a totally random question. "What?" he muttered, still slightly dazed by the make-out session. He sighed quietly shaking his head, Roran was such an odd guy. Oh well. Quil knew he probably wouldn't get any rest unless he answered the question.
Leaning back against the hot tub, Roran still in his lap, he thought for a moment. "Well... I suppose you could say being a trainer is my main job... but I also work for... um... these people." he stammered quickly, not wanting to mention Team Death. He knew Roran was not fond of them.
With a hungry grin, he leaned back towards Roran his eyes glinting with a playful menace. "Back to buisness now my Lab Professor." he said, before pinning him down and mauling his lips. Sucking hungrily on Roran's lips he clutched the boy closer to him.
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Post by [K]azzy on Dec 1, 2008 18:00:06 GMT -5
Somewhere.. over the Rainbow, I'm still a happy Person.
Aurora flipped her medium black hair back as she approached Roran's house. She had completely forgotten about his Birthday thus, only able to get him a cute Mudkip doll as a gift. She sighed, her dark eyes scanning the door carefully before she knocked on the door a few times, hoping she wasn't too late for his party.. she had never been social before after all.
Missing his party was one thing, but why? Aurora Mirror was destined to be a death team member thus, she trained long nights and days, trying to be as strong as possible before she applied to become a member. Aurora never had any really close friends, well, besides the Seviper and Zangoose that were taken away from her before she even got the chance to wield a Pokeball of her own. Aurora was a dark girl, a bit older then Roran but, she still wanted to be somewhat friendly..for his day of birth at least.
Aurora clutched her black sweater with the red trimming on the wrists. The pants she wore were black as well, with a bit of red flames at the bottom as decoration. It was very cold today, and she didn't want to be outside for too long after all; a warm party was inside.. she hoped.
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Post by Nell on Dec 4, 2008 16:36:24 GMT -5
Janel and Spike smiled at Karen. "I didn't expect you to answer the door." Janel said with a giggle. Spike grabbed Blaz'es Pokeball and walked into the house with it and released him. "I don't know." she said walking into the house, hiding Roran's gift from Karen. "Have you seen the birthday boy? I want to go give him his gift."
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 5, 2008 16:15:45 GMT -5
”I didn’t know you had a Vulpix. What’s his name?” Karen asked with a smile, leading her sister through the door before closing it shut. Shutting out the cold air that had been threatening to sneak in through the tiny cracks under the door, she looked at the two fire types. Being around them seemed to bring a special type of warmth on its own, and not just because Spike’s tail was on fire.
” Professor Roran? I haven’t seen him yet.” She answered with an almost guilty look, unable to tell Janel that she had been outside this entire time. ’If I told her, she’d call me a stalker!’ She thought with a quick glance at the ground, catching the face of a cute Vulpix. There was one, now there were two. Would they keep multiplying?
”I wonder who he came here with? I don’t see anyone nearby that’s actually watching him.” She muttered, leaning down to get to Kuro’s eye level. He was pretty cute, but had no idea of how dangerous he really was.
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Post by Sprite on Dec 6, 2008 13:23:19 GMT -5
"I wonder who he came here with? I don’t see anyone nearby that’s actually watching him.”
"Listen up, girly, I don't need to be watched!" Kuro growled. He was a bit disappointed that the only thing he could think of to call her was 'girly' but he had no clue who the heck she was. I mean if he knew her like he knew 'smelly janelly' then perhaps he could think of something a bit more decent. Then again 'girly' was an insult to certain...feminist girls.
"You're awfully familiar with Smelly here," he pointed out hinting towards Janel. Sure, Smelly was a terrible nickname too, but Roran had come up with it so Kuro would stick to it until he thought of a more...high-class insult. That Bitch. Kuro thought in his head. Of course he'd never say it aloud, but he was free to think? If he had said it aloud, Roran would be liable to kill him. He stood there for a moment contemplating on whether to bite Karen's face off. It was at a good position for him to get in deep. He decided against it since it wouldn't get him closer to his goal.
Kuro was definately accustomed to giving orders before he spoke like 'look here' or 'listen up'. "Lookie here, bitch, I'm looking for Roran. Last time I saw him some assinine phanpy was tearing his leg off. Then there was some boy I disliked carrying him off somewhere." Kuro had only seen Quil carry Roran to the pool to heal his leg, but hadn't noticed the two go upstairs. "I've looked everywhere and can't find him. So, have you seen him?" Maybe Karen wouldn't assume he was Roran's Pokémon and only that he was looking for him. Kuro wasn't really one who wanted to be known as the girly professor's Pokémon no matter how much he adored Roran. Then again, Janel was bound to give him away.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 9, 2008 16:41:07 GMT -5
"Listen up, girly, I don't need to be watched!" Kuro growled.
It sure was a good thing Karen couldn’t speak Poketalk, she never did finish those lessons with Arceus, but she could sense the hostility being thrown at her. Frowning, she snorted right in Kuro’s face before standing back up, no longer caring for the Vulpix. If he was going to act that way toward her, she didn’t care who he belonged to. Shame on his owner!
”Alright. He’s talking like he thinks I give a damn. Janel, we might as well look for Roran. But. How do we know where to start? I mean…His house is bigger than…Well, maybe it isn’t bigger than Chris’s...” She thought it over with a quiet murmuring under her breath, as if she was left in her own little world until someone decided to knock her out of it.
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Post by Nell on Dec 9, 2008 17:25:07 GMT -5
Blaze looked at Kuro and then Janel. <Smelly? They call you Smelly?> Blaze began to go into a laughing attack, finding it hilarous. Janel sighed and asked Kuro "Have you checked his room? Maybe he's having a panic attack or something." Janel blinked and said "A boy? He could be getting it in the butt!" Janel picked up Kuro as Spike picked up Blaze. "Where's his room Kuro?" she asked, looking between Karen and Kuro.
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