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Post by Rekari on Jan 7, 2012 1:23:52 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i527.photobucket.com/albums/cc358/popochanx/dears/225.png'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 34px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]hello, i love you[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]won't you tell me your name?[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;] She was torn between going to the ball and going to the deck tonight, the boat traveling along at a leisurly pace. It seemed though that the deck was going to win tonight, couples pairing off here and there almost made her regret her choice until she found a small seclude space that it seemed no one else was bothering with. The whole ship was rather impressive, everything from a ball room to a rave room. Not that the rave was a particularly good subject to think about. Maria would probably stay a few feet away from raves for the time being...
Her fingers clasped a plain white blanket around her shoulders. It was so cold out here, it probably didn't help that she was out there barefoot in her sleep clothes either. She carried in one hand a small cd player and it's little mini speaker, she was in the mood for some music, even if the ball wasn't her destination at this time. The current CD she had in was a Micheal Bublé one. One of her favorite songs began to play, Stardust. Setting the player down she sat on the railing, feet dangling over the edge as Micheal sang on about heartache and lost love.[/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]words whats that... tags open! notes melancholy post. [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style] |
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Post by JULIA on Feb 2, 2012 22:50:54 GMT -5
It had been an ever so eventful day. From boarding the ship, to raving in the hull, to then gorging in the ball room until Eva felt like she was going to explode. She had spent the greater part of the evening unwinding with her little pokemon herd in her room. It was getting late and for the most part, all of them had fallen asleep around the room. Eva was grateful for the large bed she had been provided. It didn't feel right to simply pop them all back into their pokeballs after they had sprawled out on the bed together. Even her wayward Buizel seemed to be enjoying herself. Eva had even caught herself smiling once or twice. Of course, the water pokemon turned it into a scowl once she saw Eva looking, but that was okay. Even Venonat and Shroomish seemed to be enjoying the night. Venonat was such a rock when it came to having a personality, but Eva saw him chatting with her shy Shroomish. Skitty and Nidoran had been playing tag, disrupting the decent sized cabin. Eva had to threaten to put them back in their pokeballs before the duo calmed down. They'd make a cute couple, if they were people.
Now, Eva was enjoying the evening to herself. It had been awhile since she had truly been able to wander off without having to worry about her pokemon. She had found herself on the deck that particular evening. The stars were clear as they sparkled over the endless ocean. Eva had never been much of a star gazer but she found herself calmed by the tranquil evening. It was chilly, no doubt, but nice none the less.
As she wandered aimlessly on the deck, she heard a familiar tune. As she approached the figure where the music was, she immediate recognized her song. It had been such a long time since she heard it, and it brought her back to warmer days in her home region. Eva felt herself wondering how her mom was, and if she missed her yet. Eva approached the figure, standing several feet to the right of her. "That's a great song." She commented, trying to make conversation, "I haven't heard it in a long time, but it brings back good memories. Now every time I'll hear it I'll think of boats and stars and the cold."
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Post by Rekari on Feb 3, 2012 3:24:32 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i527.photobucket.com/albums/cc358/popochanx/dears/225.png'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 34px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]hello, i love you[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]won't you tell me your name?[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;] And while it was true Maria was thinking about going back inside, she still couldn't help but hope that someone would show up to keep her company, even if it wasn't Raff. It seemed as though time was running out for that though and the CD switched to another song, one she wasn't one hundred percent sure of the name. That was the sad fate of a mix CD anyways. She heard a voice behind her, a female voice. At least some company was better than none right? "It makes me think of a person I know and how mad he makes me sometimes. Then again I don't think that'll ever change." She turned around to face the girl, her hair was long and a similar color to her own. Interesting to say the least. She gave a friendly smile and wondered how long this girl had been in Cheyenne and how long she was planning on actually staying. So many people just up and left this place it was ridiculous. "So, what are you doing roaming around on deck this late at night?"[/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]words whats that... tags open! notes melancholy post. [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style] |
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Post by JULIA on Feb 3, 2012 20:00:50 GMT -5
Eva mulled over the girl's response, "I don't like to have music that makes me think of bad things or unhappy emotions." Eva said cheerily, keeping her eyes to the open waters around them. "It's never any fun to turn on a radio and have a song with a bad memory come on, ruins the mood you know?" At this point Eva was talking more to herself than Maria.
"Oh! I'm Eva by the way." Eva said, extending a hand before answering the girl's question, "I'm out for a nice cold stroll because my pokemon are finally asleep. I love having them out, but I'm afraid one would accidentally fall overboard if I let them loose on deck. I haven't had much time to really look outside the ship since I board and I figured now was a good as time as any."
Facing the girl, Eva noticed her pajamas. "Seems a bit cold to be having a pajama party." Eva stated, giving an odd smile, "So why are you out so late?"
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Post by Rekari on Feb 7, 2012 0:13:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i527.photobucket.com/albums/cc358/popochanx/dears/225.png'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 34px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]hello, i love you[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]won't you tell me your name?[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;] Maria smiled and listened to the other girl, while it was true that negative emotions were better left alone, the song wouldn't be the same without them. It was just something she had in mind that she couldn't change. "I don't mind. It's not like I mind being mad at him. He deserves it." Brushing her hair from her face she listened to the explanation. Of course a trainer would want some down time when the team was asleep. Her team was passed out cold, especially Carmine who had been at the rave with her. "My Pokemon are tired from the Rave... We should battle sometime, I've got plenty of Pokemon that could use some training." it was true, the only Pokemon really up to par was Zuzu, he was a fully evolved Golbat at that. She stared down at her nightclothes, slightly embarrassed by them now. She hadn't thought about it before but looking back maybe she should have put on real clothes. Then again Maria hadn't been planning on seeing anyone else tonight. "Yeah, I guess it is... Then again I wasn't expecting to see anyone out here. My name is Maria by the way."[/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]words whats that... tags open! notes melancholy post. [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style] |
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Post by JULIA on Feb 9, 2012 22:33:14 GMT -5
"Haha, my pokemon are tired from the same thing. Funny I didn't quite see you there. Then again all I really saw were glow lights and bodies." Eva joked. "A battle you say?" Eva thought it over, she had yet to have an actual pokemon battle with another trainer, "We could arrange that. Another day though."
Eva turned herself back towards the ocean and wrapped her jacket a little tighter around her. "Would you perhaps like to go inside and finish chatting?" Eva asked politely. If she was cold, then this girl might be ever worse off.
"But if you're warm, I don't mind staying out and chatting. It has been quite awhile since I've seen stars so brilliantly. It must be the fact that we aren't around any cities, right?"
It was then that a waiter type man came by. He was carrying a tray above his head with one arm, and looked incredibly formal. "Anything I can get for you ladies?" He inguired.
Eva jumped at the chance, "Something warm to drink." The man nodded and turned himself towards Maria, "And for you miss?"
OOC: Feel free to RP the waiter man. I figured it'd be good to have someone to interact with/control for a bit.
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