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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 18, 2011 13:27:13 GMT -5
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Nevoa could hear the Shinx behind her catching up and she tried to run all the faster down the hallway, following the trail of hair again back to her room, but she knew she was in trouble. She just could keep ground between the two of them and there was no convenient hallway to do a quick turn into to possibly throw off her pursuer. All the doors she's seen have been closed so she could 'dive' into a room and shut the door on the pokemon either.
Oh shoot, her room door was closed too. Why did she do that? Ugh. Then again she couldn't have thought of this scenario happening five minutes before. It was about then that she felt it, she hadn't been looking back to see the attack. The tackle hit her smack in the back of the knees and her momentum was the brunette's downfall. To avoid smashing her whole weight on top of the injured Shinx in her arms, and because she didn't have enough time to twirl her body to hit her back, she held her arms out over her head. She smacked her head into the floor as she tumbled, unable to stiffen the blow with her arms.
A cry of pain escaped Nevoa's parted lips and she didn't want to move anymore. She knew she had to but her body was protesting, hell her head was. Crawling slowly to her feet she knew she wouldn't be able to prevent any attack at the moment to save the other Shinx. Chocolate brown eyes glanced up at where the injured feline was and if it could see her face it would see her mouth the words 'I'm sorry'.
Sitting up she placed a hand on her head to check if it was bleeding and let out a deep sigh of relief when she realized she was alright in that department. Crawling to where the injured Shinx was after whatever happened after she fell she'd pick him pack up and stand back up. Hopefully.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jun 18, 2011 14:29:10 GMT -5
::shinx:: { Wild Shinx } Level 8, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly. Holds terrible grudges.
{ Random Shinx that Can't Be Caught } Level 8, Male Oh noes! The Shinx she had been holding had been spared of all physical injury, but was a bit freaked out by the fall. He practically climbed back into her arms when she picked him up again. "Hah!" The pursuing Shinx laughed as they fell. But he did feel a little bad that the girl, who had helped him out, had to suffer on behalf of the other Shinx. Without taking advantage of the chance to attack the other Shinx he walked towards her with a slight frown on her face. "No. Put him back down. Let him fight his own battle!" He asked in a tone so forceful it may as well have been a command. The hurt Shinx pushed his body against Nev's and shook his head back and forth. Don't put me down, don't put me down. He silently willed with his mind. The Shinx on the ground narrowed his eyes and bristled his fur up angrily.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 23, 2011 18:55:56 GMT -5
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Nevoa wasn't sure what the angry Shinx spoke to her after she picked up the injured one but from the latter's expression it wasn't like he was asking for forgiveness. The brunette instead took a breath and walked closer to the angry Shinx. The weak one might think she was betraying him but she had a plan. Granted one that could easily turn to ruin but maybe taking the risk would throw them off, make it harder to predict what she was going to do.
Kneeling down she placed the injured feline on the far side of her, giving it a hidden wink of her brown eyes. Turning to the first Shinx though she quickly launched out her hands in hopes to pick him up instead. The cat couldn't tackle her as well in her grasp right and then she could take this one back to her room and keep him out of further trouble... She didn't have the heart to drop him in the still pouring rain. No, he could stay in her room for the night. If things got bad her pokemon could handle... it...
No wait.. They were all being help by the center until morning... Shoot. Maybe she could capture the Shinx without any real trouble with a pokeball? Yeah, that was like asking for a miracle...
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 23, 2011 22:30:05 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. Caught by Nev?! Struggling! | Random Shinx that Can't Be Caught Level 8, Male Under Nev's Protection |
The injured Shinx gasped as he was being put down, but a wink from Nevoa gave him a bit more confidence in himself. They were both in a pretty bad condition, but she had a plan of some kind. He let out a weak whimper when he was placed on the ground, looking at the Shinx he betrayed fearfully as if his very life was in danger.
Well actually it was, because as soon as that Shinx hit the ground, the raging mad one ran in to pounce on him. That was when Nevoa managed to slip her arms around him, successfully trapping him in her grip. He squirmed and kicked his legs wildly, trying to break free of her grasp. He was in a pretty healthy condition too, so it probably wouldn't be long until he broke free.
<You ruined everything you goon!> He howled at the frightened Shinx, who timidly shrunk away. There wasn't anything he could do to defend himself against this mad Shinx. Something had to be done.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 25, 2011 9:50:43 GMT -5
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Oh hey. She got him! She had some type of magic grasp today, goodness. Standing with the struggling feline in her arms she turned her head to the injured Shinx. "Run, go get yourself help, I'll be fine! Just go!"
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[/color] Hopefully she could get the other Shinx away while she ran back to her room so that it would take longer for this angrier one to find him. The angry Shinx was likely to break her grip at any moment. Turning away she half ran half jogged down the hallway, trying to keep the Shinx in her arms under control. Turning down the last hallway until her room she could feel her grip failing but she pressed on. She had to. She was so close she couldn't just quit now. Brown eyes landed on her room door down the hall. So. Close. [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jun 25, 2011 11:38:43 GMT -5
::shinx:: RAN AWAY! ::shinx:: { Wild Shinx } Level 8, Male Abilities: Rivalry + Intimidate Attacks: Leer, Tackle Personality: Bold but warm and friendly. Holds terrible grudges. used tackle on Nevoa The victim Shinx hesitated for a second when Nevoa told him to run. But it didn't take long for survival instinct to take over and he took his chance. The blue and black Shinx gave a subtle nod of appreciation before he bolted. He didn't stick around for long, and in a second there was no sign of the Shinx. The remaining Shinx growled and squirmed around. "YOU LET HIM GET AWAY!" He howled angrily and continued to struggle. He directed his energy into a tackle attack on her, both in anger and in an attempt to get away from her.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jun 27, 2011 16:40:53 GMT -5
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Oh thank goodness, the injured Shinx had listened to her and ran but she had far more important things to deal with at the current second. The original Shinx that is now in her arms kept squirming and it was making it pressingly more difficult to keep a grip on him. Nevoa grimaced as she looked down at the male feline. Why couldn't he see that this was for the best and-
Oh shit.
She didn't see that tackle attack coming at her at all. Flinching, she let go of the Shinx and gripped the wall with one hand to stabilize her and the other wrapped around her chest. Wincing in pain she glanced down to where the electric pokemon fell to before deciding against it. She needed to get to her room and maybe it would follow her? Oh she didn't rightly care anymore. The injured Shinx was gone and now she was the only target to take anger out on.
Pushing her injured body forward she hissed in pain. So close. Four more doors.... Three more doors.... Two more... Just a little more, a few more steps.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 27, 2011 19:19:07 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. Not sure where to go |
The Tackle worked! Sure he felt bad about it but this was a man's mission! No bystander would understand without having seen everything happen through his eyes. It was completely miserable, and he had to make sure he could finish the job. That was what he originally planned at least, as he started to scamper after the other Shinx.
Something stopped him, and it wasn't a nurse or a Chansey roaming by. The hallways. There were just so many of them. Rooms were left partially open, and there were so many places to check that he wasn't sure if he could get them all.
He was stuck standing there in a daze, not sure of which direction to go in. This was bad, especially with the injured girl that might go after him. He had to think of something, or else he'd lose this chance forever! He started to sniff the air, keeping his tail alert for any source of electricity moving around at an odd rate. That was if the enemy was actually running, spiteful brat.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jul 10, 2011 18:54:44 GMT -5
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Pushing open her room door Nevoa staggered to her tote bag laying on her bed and dug through it searching for something, anything. Grabbing two pokeballs of unknown type she pushed her injured body to continue on through her open door. Glancing down the hallway she didn't see the Shinx and she groaned. 'Can't it stay put...'
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[/color] She thought as she pushed herself back down the hall to where she last remembered seeing the feline pokemon. Nothing. Next stop the intersection for the next hallway. Brown eyes glanced down both ways and it was to the left that she noticed the small blue form of the lion like pokemon. A small sigh of relief that it was still close escaped her mouth. She could allow the pokemon to wonder in the pokemon center and if it had been out of few she likely would never have found him again. Moving down the hall, a hand against the wall for extra support as she approached the Shinx. A pokeball capture would be difficult since it still was unharmed but what could she do? She didn't have her pokemon on her. Throwing the first ball from her hand into the air she could only hope for a miracle. used [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 11, 2011 14:43:28 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. Captured |
Nevoa was freaking lucky when the Pokeball even managed to reach the Shinx in her weakened state, and as he heard movement behind him he cautiously turned in the direction of the sound, startled. His fur bristled up in anxiousness as his eyes narrowed, wondering what the threat was exactly. With a furious snarl from his pent up anger, the Pokeball collided right into his nose, scrunching up his face as the capsule opened up. It hurt and he felt sore from it, but the sphere quickly popped and took him inside.
Now he hadn’t taken damage or had been weakened, but he was a bit tired out from his adventures of the day. He was frantic and his pulse was racing, and maybe he was even out of breath as he thought about the other Shinx that got away. He had to get him! That backstabbing friend! He’d never forgive him! Still, he was somehow caught in Nevoa’s Pokeball, and it rested quietly on the floor.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jul 13, 2011 10:24:31 GMT -5
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That worked?
Nevoa leaned against the wall, blinking in surprise. She hadn't actually thought it would be that easy. She should keep pokeballs on her person at all the times now... Limping to the falling pokeball she slowly knelt down to pick it up, hissing a bit from the extra movements as she bent in on her stomach. She's have to rest for a few days now or find a wheelchair or something. Guess training and finding a guitar shop was going to be put on hold... But training! She needed that to find Elegy.
She cursed to herself before straightening herself and started the slow process of returning to her room. She could only really hope that no nurses would come by and see her, the explanation of the whole thing wouldn't exactly be easy. She managed though to get back inside her room and close the door without incident though.
Nevoa turned and locked the door before moving and collapsing on the open area of her bed. Flopping hand blindly found her bag before dropping dropping the newly acquired Shinx inside. With how the whole day has turned out she wasn't sure how the Shinx would react to her being 'its trainer'. Maybe it would be best to give him to someone more capable of handling him. She wasn't quite sure though.
Crawling farther up on the bed she snagged a pillow and fell asleep. She was too tired to deal with anything and the person who wakes her up in the morning was going to get hell if they weren't careful.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 13, 2011 14:25:18 GMT -5
Pokemon Center
NOTHING HAPPENS BECAUSE YOU ARE SAFE IN A Pokémon CENTER. SUDDENLY IT IS 7 AM, GOTTA WAKE UP AND BE FRESH. A nurse came in and there's a bowl of cereal waiting for Nevoa, and if you looked out the window you would see a bus stop. Rebecca Black was standing there waiting for her friends to drive by, and she couldn't figure out which seat she should sit in.
It was so important and eventful. Rebecca Black makes millions for writing a song about this. Where are you now?
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Jul 18, 2011 12:48:59 GMT -5
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Nevoa rolled in bed at the sound of the door opening. She groaned aloud and raised a feeble hand to shoo however had come in to disturb her. When she heard the door shut again she tried to roll back over and sleep but her curse of hardly ever being able to go to sleep, let alone when woken from one. Rolling to her back she stared at the ceiling in disdain, brown eyes sending it a death glare though it wasn't at fault here.
Sitting up she wincing, stomach still bruised. Taking a deep breath the brunette stood, ignoring the bowl of cereal on the side table, only taking notice that it was seven in the morning. Too. Early. Whhyyyyy. Eyes drifted towards the window on the other side of the room that she never bothered closing curtains on and spotted some girl looking like she was having a mid life crisis over a stupid seat. What? Rubbing her eyes, Nevoa turned away and figured she was seeing things. Picking up her bag she slung it over her shoulder and grabbed her guitar. First stop was to recollect her pokemon from the front desk.
Walking back through the myriads of halls in the center Nevoa steadily made her way back to the front desk, polietly asking for her pokemon's return. Once all five were back and safely in her bag she left through the front doors with a 'thank you' called back over her shoulder. Now. Music store... Hmmm. She still needed to find new guitar strings and if she was smart she'd check the guitar cases available... Maybe there were ones with wheels... Just thinking of having to carry the case made her pale.
Who to ask for directions... Least because the storm was gone there were actually people out but... they didn't seem to want to pay her any mind...
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jul 18, 2011 16:38:12 GMT -5
::nidoranm:: ::nidoranf:: A small child was running the streets with a pair of Nidoran following her. She giggled sweetly and jumped down into a puddle, a reminder of the storm that had just blown through here. "Hehe! I got you wet!" She said to the little female Nidoran. Indeed the blue Nidoran was a bit wet and the pink male was laughing at her misfortune. The little girl in a pikachu costume sat down on the the side of the sidewalk, her feet splashing in the puddle on the side of the road in the gutter. The adults on the street paid her no mind, just like Nevoa the little girl was paid no mind. No one noticed, or cared really, that the small child was alone on the street.
The pair of Nidoran both looked up at the older girl as she came down the street and they nudged each other first bother also nudging Sophie. The little girl smiled up at the stranger. "Hello." She said fondly.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Aug 5, 2011 18:11:53 GMT -5
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Nevoa smiled as she from where she stood as her brown eyes settled on a playing child and her pokemon. Sometimes the twenty year old just wished she could be that carefree again. Sure she didn't completely care about becoming the best pokemon master the world had ever seen and nor was she all into training her pokemon but still, she lacked something. She lacked that innocent outlook that pokemon were play mates, not just... tools. Oh never mind what was she thinking? She didn't think her pokemon were tools did she? No, preposterous.
Lost in her thoughts Nev never noticed the small child approach her until she spoke. A smile reappeared on her face and she gave a hesitant wave. "Hey there."
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[/color] Even with children apparently the brunette was shy. What did she say now? Did she continue the conversation or did she just continue about the way she was before? Well she wasn't really going anywhere before the girl came anyways. She had no idea where the music store was... Maybe the child was from around here. Brown eye flickered back to the girl and her pokemon curiously. "Excuse me, do you by chance know where the music store is in town?"[/color] Making a motion to the guitar strapped on her back, "a few of my strings are broken and need to be replaced."[/color] She wasn't sure if the girl knew but it was worth a shot. [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Aug 7, 2011 7:55:43 GMT -5
"The...music store?" she blinked, tilting her head to one side. "Sorry, but that junk shop got shut down last year. There weren't enough customers, so the old guy that owned the place closed it up."
Kneeling down, she patted her two Nidoran with a small smile, before looking up at Nevoa. "Oh, but I think the shop at the city a few hours north of this one has a music shop. It's still running. Something to do with water and music or something."
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Aug 9, 2011 8:47:17 GMT -5
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There... Was no music store?
Nevoa frowned and let out a troubled sigh. Looks like she would have to train more so she could challenge the gym leader then. This really put a damper on her mood though. Her poor guitar! The poor instrument would now go un-played and would have to stay broken. Who knew how long it would take her to reach the second town. Her pokemon weren't in any shape to challenge the gym yet and even if they were she heard the a meeting the the leaders has been issued. The leader wasn't in town anyways. She gave the girl a smile before waving, "oh well thank you. Take care?"
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[/color] She wasn't exactly sure what to say to her but that seemed about right. A thank you and a good bye? Glancing down the street she tried to think of a good training place. She didn't particularly feel comfortable with playing "twenty questions" with the little girl so instead she decided that just picking a direction would be just fine. Maybe she could find a park or a non creepy alleyway where creepers didn't lurk and only pokemon? Well a girl could dream. Choosing right, she gave a final wave to the girl before spurring herself into action down the road in the morning traffic. Brown eyes glancing around curiously, taking in the city sights and looking for wild pokemon. [/div][/justify][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Dracken on Aug 9, 2011 9:14:09 GMT -5
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<Sheesh, you're heavy!> A voice exclaimed. Above the street lights a Pidove was flying with something in its talons. However, it appeared as though he was struggling due to the weight of the item. And the item in his talons was a Pokémon! Unable to move or anything the Silcoon didn't do anything but give a large dramatic sigh. <You could, oh I dunno, let me go!> The Silcoon hissed as she felt the talons around her body tighten again. THe bird rolled his eyes and continued flapping his wings to keep in the air. <Oh nice guess but no. We're going back to my nest and I'm going to eat you. Simple as that.> The Pidove said. The Silcoon sighed once again and looked down. If only there was something to land on. She could then struggle out of the grip. However, if she fell she would most likely die due to the impact to the ground. She gave a whimper and looked ahead. Oh, there was a girl walking! If she could time it right the Silcoon could happily land on the girl's head. As the Pidove made his way over the Silcoon began struggling. Moving as much as she could the grip around her began to loosen. The Pidove barely caught on when the Silcoon dropped from the air. <Hey!> The bird cried. Then he noticed a Trainer below. He didn't want to get in trouble so he quickly flew off. The Silcoon dropped to the ground, hopefully she was right about this. BONK! The Silcoon slid off the girl's head and onto the ground less painfully than what should have happened. However, she landed on her back. <Uh, a little help please?> The Silcoon asked. Dropped something then flew off lv 9 - Female Shed Skin Harden Very out spoken, tends to be blunt without realizing she's hurting someone's feelings. Fell before you...or on you. I've fallen and I can't get up |
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