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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Feb 20, 2011 16:20:05 GMT -5
NévoaRhapsody ♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪
[/i][/font][/center] Laughing rang into the city as a short brunette walked in from the path that lead back down Route One. A grin was embedded on her face as she went down the street, brown eyes bright with excitement. Her eyes continually darted down side streets, taking in everything that the Electric City had to offer. The nineteen year had a guitar in front of her that her fingers played subconsciously a simple tune.Nevoa had just finished the long walk into town and her first order of business was finding the Pokemon Center, healing her pokemon and getting a room for the night. She wasn't sure how long she'd be in town. She'd have to talk to some of the people around and get information that was for sure. The thought of what she was looking for information about, her Absol Elegy. Smile faltered for a moment but the brunette shook her head and nodded with a determined look. She was going to do this she'd find her pokemon. Glancing down at her guitar she strummed once more before changing the melody that she had walked in with."Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band. Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand and now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand."Music always had a way to make her feel better. However all of it seemed short lived. A crack of thunder hounded overhead cut the song short and immediately Nevoa's eyes shot skyward. Only then did she notice the umbrellas that people on the street carried, the gray clouds that loomed overhead and the lightning that flashed ominously. The smile previously on her face was whipped clean as she shot her gaze down the road. Where was the center, where was the center, where was the center?[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Jψηκσ on Feb 20, 2011 19:59:39 GMT -5
A Wild Pokemon Has Appeared !The music had attracted the magnemite towards the girl, but once it had seen the beautiful brunette, it had felt itself almost embarrassed to be in her presence! He quickly hid behind a dumpster, just to listen to the music, but then it had stopped. There was a loud thunder, and suddenly rain began to pour down. The rain had caused its steel body to spark as the droplets hit it. "I hope she doesn't see me, I hope she doesn't see me..." it began to chant as it peeked over the side of the trash can to see her reaction.
stalking you. interact?
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Feb 20, 2011 22:00:49 GMT -5
NévoaRhapsody ♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪
[/i][/font][/center] A cry erupted from the nineteen year old's throat when the first touch of rain touched her skin. It was the feather that broke the camel's back because not a moment later the flood gates opened and a down pour she hadn't seen in a long time fell from the sky. Immediately fearing for her musical instrument's life she dived, not quite literally however, under an over hang of the closest building. The damage was already done however for she was drenched to the core. Her clothes stuck to her and likely weighed twice what they did before and her hair was plastered to her face and neck.However she wasn't worried about that it was the guitar in her hands. She cursed to herself under her breath in Portuguese before whipping out a pokemon that contained her Charmander. She would have to make sure the fire type didn't enter the rain, if the flame on it's tail went out she'd be in trouble. "Dissonance, could you help me really fast. My guitar got wet and well... I really need it dried fast." Glancing up at the building she was by she say the 'closed' sign hanging on the door and cursed her luck once again. Holding the guitar out over the flame tail of the fire type, but not close enough for it to burn, she got the dampness out of the instrument for the most part. Rubbing the head of her Charmander softly, she returned her pokemon and slunk down against the building. She didn't really mind the bit of mud on the ground, her clothes were tattered anyways. Plucking the strings down the line Nevoa cringed. She couldn't stand out of tune guitars and her guitar was now hopelessly out of tune and the strings would all have to be replaced. She should really invest in a guitar case, she had left hers with her mother... She didn't plan on rain on her journey apparently. Maybe she could call and get it sent to her at the Pokemon Center...Something caught her attention in the corner of her eye however before she could depress herself more. A sparking in the ally way across from her. Brown eyes squinted to try and find the source and her left hand came and whipped her bangs from her face. Was that a pokemon? Electric assuming... But why was it staying out in the rain? Glancing down at her guitar and clothes she shrugged. She was already wet. Slipping the guitar strap that was around her neck and body off she leaned her instrument against the building on the driest section of land before standing up. Glancing down the street she took a breath before making a straight b-line for the dumpster and mysterious pokemon.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Jψηκσ on Feb 21, 2011 11:17:44 GMT -5
A Wild Pokemon Has Appeared !It could hear the footsteps of the trainer, and it tensed up. Did she know it was here, watching her like some prepubescent tweenager? What to do, what do to... It swiftly floated inside of the trash can, but then realized it had no window to properly defenestrate the trainer by discombobulating her with various trashed goods! The last thing it wanted was to be regarded as Hobo the Clown, as some sort of joke for staring at her! Its once double rainbow observation turned awry, and it knew it, but it needed to get her away from it! It was only a guttersnipe, a low class being. She would definitely not enjoy its presence! Then, and idea struck it. The magnemite began to scrape its body against the trash can to get her away from it.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on May 29, 2011 22:18:39 GMT -5
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Just as Nevoa was almost upon the trash can a terrible sound, one she'd compare with fingernails on a chalk board, erupted in the previously quiet street. Hands immediately clamped over her ears, not bothering to move wet strands of hair out of the way so that she'd cover them better. The immediate, thought miniscule, satisfaction of just blocking some of it was enough. Brown eyes flared up in a glare for a moment, trying to drill a hole in whatever it was that originally caused the sound, but when nothing was in view the look feel away.
Turning away from the ally the teenager darted back to where her belongings lay. The Pokémon obviously didn't want her around and she wasn't about to stay there with that obscene noise. Glancing up at the sky from under the over hang though the brunette could tell that the rain wasn't going to relent any time soon. Sighing she plopped back down on the ground, this time finding a slightly dryer spot then before and crossed her arms over her chest. Great.
Think, think, think. There had to be something she could do to get to the Pokémon Center without killing her guitar even more that she already had. Then it hit her. She had a Ditto for Pete's sake. Groaning she grabbed Adagio's pokeball and released him. "Hey boy. Think you can do me a huge favor and turn into a big umbrella for me please?"
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[/color] Nevoa hadn't even gotten the word please out completely before her Ditto, happy to help her, turned into a large umbrella, purple, and with a face. "You, Adagio, are my knight in squishy armor."[/color] Grinning, Nevoa slipped her tote bag back on and slid her guitar on so that it laid comfortably on her back. Grabbing her new found "umbrella" she started out from under the overhang and into the rain. [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 29, 2011 22:49:43 GMT -5
::shinx:: Level 7 / Male Attacks: Tackle / Leer Personalty: Bold, but still warm and friendly A blue and black cat-like poke'mon blasted through the ally way, throwing a dirty look at the Magnemite making all of the noise. "Chill pill!" He said and then quickly moved on, racing to catch up with Nevoa and her purple umbrella. The Magnemite went back to minding his own business, seeing that the trainer was moving on. The Shinx splashed in a few puddles on his way to the umbrella. Rain pitter-pattered on his back until he got close enough to be in the safety of the umbrella. Respectfully he didn't shake himself dry, but he did look up at the trainer. "We're heading the same way... mind if I share?" He asked, knowing that the dryness the umbrella provided would be ten times nicer than walking along in the rain. If she was so kind as to refuse him, he was ready to dart off and escape her wrath without a second look.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on May 31, 2011 18:45:39 GMT -5
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Nevoa couldn't help but notice that the streets looks deserted. Granted it was raining but it was still a town right? Certainly these people had something to do other then sit inside. Frowning slight she shrugged. There was nothing she could do. She'd have to find the Pokemon Center by herself with no help from the locals it seemed. It was about then she heard meows or something around her. Funny she didn't see anything come up to her.
Stopping and glancing ahead, her brow furrowed. Nothing. Turning around earned that same result. It was then she thought to look at her feet and finally spotted the caller, a cat thing... Was it waiting for something. Kneeling down she smiled gently and held out a hand tentatively so she could see if she could pet its head. "Hey there. I have no idea what you just said but you look really wet."
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[/color] Nevoa paused in thought a moment before continuing, "wanna share my umbrella?" Standing up she waved the pokemon to walk with her before making a slow start so it had time to get moving before it lost cover of the umbrella. When, and if, it got along side her again she'd start back at normal pace. "Now where's that Pokemon Center..." Maybe she was just blind? [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 1, 2011 11:33:21 GMT -5
Lots of Rain [atrb=border,0,true] ::shinx:: { Wild Shinx } Level 8*, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly Trying to lead Nevoa somewhere. Follow?
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The Shinx appreciated the girl's help, even if she did not understand him completely. It seemed she was sympathetic enough to share her umbrella in his own pitiful state, which made him grin. Of course he let her pet his sopping mop of a head, but he looked up with a confused blink as she mentioned two familiar words.
Pokemon Center. He knew about that place, because one of his friends was actually over there right now. The poor guy; run over by a car, and he was put in some room he couldn't sneak into. He did his best to wait by it constantly, but his friend had yet to emerge.
<Hey. Follow me.> He nipped at her shoes to grab her attention, wagging his tail as he started to go down the street. He kept looking behind him, just to make sure he didn't lose the girl in the pouring rain.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 6, 2011 18:04:55 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=height,80px,true][atrb=width,400px,true][bg=000000][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] NévoaRhapsody | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] | [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][bg=000000] Well this was nice. As nice as it could be pouring rain in a seemingly deserted town. Oh well. Least she had Adagio with her and this cat thing. She should probably look it up or something, in case its one of those Pokémon that lead you to its lair so that its mother can eat you... Actually she didn't think there were any Pokémon like that but it would explain the absence of people rather well. A tug on her shoe broke Nevoa from her thoughts and she looked down in time to see the wild Pokémon apparently trying to lead her somewhere. Oh shit it was going to eat her. Not wanting a mob of wild Pokémon to attack her if she refused she jogged after the Shinx. As she did she pulled her Pokedex from her bag with her free hand. Shinx, the Flash Pokémon. When it senses danger, the hairs on its body light up and it runs away, leaving its opponent dazed. Well it didn't warn her that it was going to eat her so her panic subsided. A pokedex would warn about that sort of thing right? So surely she was safe. Maybe it was leading her to the Pokémon Center and everything would be hunky dory. Yeah. That was more like it.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jun 6, 2011 19:19:37 GMT -5
::shinx:: Level 7 / Male Attacks: Tackle / Leer Personalty: Bold, but still warm and friendly He smiled, trying to reassure the young lady that he wasn't going to do anything to hurt her. He was just trying to be helpful like his mommy always told him to be! He would stay under her ditto-umbrella for a short while, and then he'd run ahead a few steps. The rain was starting to pour down a little harder and the dry poke'mon center was sounding pretty nice right now. He hoped that this lady would be kind enough to take him inside as well so he could enjoy the warmth. To no surprise the Poke'mon Center didn't like random wild poke'mon wandering in without a trainer. Down the street a red light, signalling the poke'mon center, was glowing brightly despite the falling rain. Shinx made a happy 'mew' sound and pointed down the street with his paw.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 7, 2011 22:27:10 GMT -5
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The rain was picking up and just being out of the rain would be a great relief but where was the Shinx leading her? Nevoa had no clue until the red, lite up sign of the Pokémon Center could be seen through the storm. The quiet 'mew' of the Shinx could barely be heard over the rain and when brown eyes turned to it she couldn't help but smile. "Well thank you sir."
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[/color] Too bad she wasn't sure if it was male or not. Nev motioned for the cat to return under her Ditto umbrella as she continued walking down the street to the center. Least she could do was let the feline dry off and wait for the storm to quit. "You can stick with me inside to dry off if you'd like."[/color] Pushing open the door with her shoulder she ushered the Shinx in, if it indeed followed her, before coming in herself. Pulling a pokeball out of her bag she returned her Ditto and shook out her dripping hair. "I just love sopping wet clothes..."[/color] Nevoa could only hope now that the Shinx knew how to act as she approached the counter. "Could you heal my Pokémon?"[/color] The brunette laid out five pokeballs on the counter and gave a grateful smile as the Nurse Joy took them. Moments later [which she always was amazed by] she was given her Pokémon back. "Could I also have a room for the night? I don't particually want to venture into the storm. And do you by chance have a dryer somewhere?"[/color] She sheepishly pointed to her wet clothes. [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by tomackze on Jun 8, 2011 14:09:05 GMT -5
"Sure no problem! Enjoy your stay!" The nurse said as she took away Nevoa's pokeball and quickly escorted her to a room for her to rest. When she showed Nevoa her room and then left to deal with other pressing issues, it seemed that the Shinx chose to get away from the pokemon center and follow the girl into her room also. The Shinx quickly nuzzled up to Nevoa, feeling very good about helping the girl out and getting her to a nearby Pokemon Center. It was exactly as mommy had taught him, exactly. >Wasn't I helpful? wasn't I great?< He asked as he nuzzled around Nevoa. ::Shinx:: Level 8* / Male Attacks: Tackle / Leer Personalty: Bold, but still warm and friendly [OOC: Your pokemon haven't come back yet because you stayed the night. Also Shinx is level 8 because the minimum level of the route is 8]
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 12, 2011 14:42:21 GMT -5
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Nevoa didn't particularly enjoy being ushered quickly to a room. Sure the lady had other things to do probably but at least slow the roll some. From the streets she saw no one was coming any time soon. Then she even left without telling her if there was a dryer! Face palm anyone?
Glancing down at the Shinx she gave it a small smile as it nuzzled up to her. Rubbing its head once more as she crouched down she listened to it trying to talk to her. "Thanks boy."
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[/color] Straightning up she plopped her guitar onto the bed and removed her bag off her shoulder. "Clean clothes, clean clothes, clean- There we are." Pulling out a fresh, dry pair of clothes (and ones much less torn) she turned back to the feline pokemon. "Be right back out." She smiled before slipping into the bathroom to change, a habit of hers. [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 12, 2011 19:43:25 GMT -5
Lots of Rain [atrb=border,0,true]{ Wild Shinx } Level 8, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly. Holds terrible grudges. Suddenly sneaks out of room |
Blinking when the girl was out of his sight, the Shinx put on a more serious face. He was in the Pokemon Center, and he had one goal in mind: find that so-called friend of his and teach him a lesson. A good lesson. Maybe a last and final lesson. He didn't normally put on this face, but the guy he was looking for was actually put into the Pokemon Center because of him.
<I'll find you.> He growled, noticing that the nurse left the door open for him to wander around. He gave the door that hid Nevoa an apologetic look before sneaking out, sniffing occasionally to find the other Shinx. That pathetic jerk back stabbed him twice; first when he discovered his childhood friend making out with the said jerk. Second, after they became friends somehow, the jerk ends up stealing his prized possession. He was never going to get that thunderstone back, and it was all his fault.
The Shinx needed to pay. Minor injuries and being around nurses and Chanseys was not paying any debt. He had to finish the job and induce total fear. Fear! He managed to sneak into the right room, led only by scent. Some of his shedded fur trailed behind him, a possible clue for Nevoa to find him.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 13, 2011 13:28:48 GMT -5
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[/color] The brunette called out as she stepped out of the bathroom, clothes considerably dryer. She left her wet ones hanging off the towel rack to air dry. Looking around the room though the female's brown eyes didn't see any feline around. What? "...Shinx?"[/color] Nevoa couldn't help but feel responsible for the pokemon seeing how she brought him into the center to begin with. Glancing down at he floor she noticed a trail of hair, dark blue, leading out the wide open door... She forgot to close that didn't she. Whoops. Nevoa could easily guess that the hair was the Shinx and quickly stepped out of the room, this time closing the door, and following the trail. She felt like she was invading the privacy of the pokemon healing in the center though when she stepped into the infirmary ward. What would the feline pokemon be doing in here? Continuing to follow the trail she saw it enter a room down the hall. Stepping through into the room she noticed an injured Shinx on a bed against the far wall and... The Shinx she knew standing in the middle of the room. "Shinx! What are you doing in here!"[/color] Nevoa whispered as her brown eyes flicked to the doorway then back to the pokemon. "You're gonna get me into trouble!"[/color] [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 13, 2011 17:47:44 GMT -5
Lion King [atrb=border,0,true]{ Wild Shinx } Level 8, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly. Holds terrible grudges. Attempts to beat up injured Shinx | ::shinx:: { Random Shinx that Can't Be Caught } Level 8, Male Oh noes!
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<You followed.> The Shinx flinched when he heard Nevoa come up behind him. She was whispering at him, but this was something he had to do. It was his only shot, wasn't it? He really had to make this count, or else he'd end up regretting it. He deeply sighed, wishing that she wasn't here to see this.
He took a step closer to the injured Shinx in the bed, who was sleeping soundly in the comforts of the soft cottony pillows. The still wet Shinx looked troubled. He breathed heavily.
<I'm doing it. You deserve what you get you trash!> He cried, attempting to Tackle the injured Shinx to the ground. He was in such a fit of rage, that he wasn't even thinking properly.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 15, 2011 12:34:29 GMT -5
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The Shinx was confusing Nevoa. What was it doing in here and ... Did it just sigh at her? Her brown eyes watched as the feline stepped closer to the injured one on the bed, trying to think of what was happening. Maybe they were friends? But then the Shinx she knew meowed something she couldn't understand and- Oh shit.
The Shinx leaped at the injured one in what looked like a tackle. Breathing quickened and a million thoughts shot through the brunette's head in a second. She was about to grab a pokeball to stop it and just could have banged her head right then against a wall if time wasn't of the essence. She left her Pokémon in her room. Shoot.
She had no choice then. She couldn't get in front of the tackle to take the force of it, though the idea brought strong memories of her experience on Route One, so she attempted something else. Spurring her legs into motion she attempted to grab the Shinx in mid air but she had her doubts as to whether she'd make it in time. She didn't think she would, she moved too slow.
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Post by tomackze on Jun 15, 2011 16:19:19 GMT -5
Nevoa was unsuccessful in grabbing the Shinx in mid air but she did stop he other Shinx from getting attacked. But the problem was, while attempting to grab the Shinx, she didn't have the best of grips and instead the male Shinx went after her with his tackle even though it was weakened because she was a girl instead of a boy. He felt bad after he had used the attack on her, he wanted to be helpful only but this punk made him lose control and made him potentially hurt this girl he wanted to help. This made him even more furious at the other Shinx and instantly he gave the other Shinx a leer attack which just scared the random Shinx into hiding behind Nevoa. Bad problem, this just made the Shinx even more irrational and soon he was going after the Shinx, even with Nevoa in the way. He'd take her down if he had to, just to beat up that Shinx... Oh his grudges were bad all right, super bad. ::Shinx:: { Wild Shinx } Level 8, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly. Holds terrible grudges. Mistakenly uses tackle on Nevoa. Used Leer on other Shinx and attempts to go after it again
::Shinx:: { Random Shinx that Can't Be Caught } Level 8, Male Oh noes!
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 16, 2011 16:11:45 GMT -5
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Not according to plan. She seemed to have gotten a small grip on the Shinx and managed to save the injured one from the tackle but somehow in the mess she got the tackle. Holding her stomach and kneeling to the floor she hissed in pain. The milk Blaze gave her after her run in with the mystery man that attacked her helped heal her but she still had bruises from the attack and this just added more. Wincing as she looked up she just managed to see the injured Shinx, least she thought, run behind her. What for?
Raising her brown eyes Nevoa noticed why. The Shinx she knew was going into a blind rage it seemed all because of this more injured one but she couldn't move without it hitting the one behind her. Taking a deep breath the brunette rolled around and curled her body around the Shinx behind her, trying to form a shield around it.
The tackle hit her in her back and a sharp intake of breath was her response. Water swelled up in her eyes from the pain but she refused to let any tears fall. Not sure where the angry Shinx was Nevoa maneuvered her arms to pick up the injured one. She needed her pokemon in her room and she couldn't leave this feline to be beaten to a pulp. She'd have to carry and run.... Running was never her strong suit though and pokemon always tended to be faster then people anyways... This was going to be an interesting run, especially if she was caught. Last thing she needed was to be kicked out of the Pokemon Center.
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Post by Dracken on Jun 16, 2011 16:27:02 GMT -5
::shinx:: { Wild Shinx } Level 8, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly. Holds terrible grudges. Used Tackle on your legs!
::shinx:: { Random Shinx that Can't Be Caught } Level 8, Male Oh noes!
The Shinx hissed. Oh the girl was trying to run now was she? She thought she could save the other Shinx from its fate? She was very much mistaken. Growling, the Shinx started into a Tackle attack. Mostly to catch up to the girl but also to Tackle her legs to stop her from getting any farther.
The Shinx in her arms whimpered in fear as she ran. He would probably have to repay her some how.
The other Shinx that held stupidly mad grudges finally caught up to the girl. He was not letting her do this! It was between him and the other Shinx, she did not need to get into this mess! It was his mess and his mess only! Catching up he made a jump at Névoa's legs in an attempt to knock her to the ground and let go of the Shinx. He had a grudge to settle with that Shinx and he was going to get revenge!
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