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Post by Kathryn on Jan 23, 2012 13:49:06 GMT -5
{desc=Welcome! Feel free to join!} SETTING WEATHER: SNOW ATMOSPHERE: PEACEFUL
Soft willow trees danced in the harsh, cold breeze. It was drizzling snow. Soft snowflakes dappled the ground, slowly building up to form a soft, clean blanket. Each dip and crest of the frozen dunes reflected the full moon in all of its beauty – and more.
Scott stretched the sleep from his body as a beam of sunlight penetrated the safety of the tent. Somehow he’d been blessed with a decent night’s rest and he purred as he kicked off his heat blanket and padded outside. Sleek lavender fur akin to flame shimmered in the light over his muscles as he approached the cluster of three Trainers.
It was Sōjun’s tent that was pitched, big enough for all three to camp out in. They figured it would be fun to camp out here for the night since the snow had signalled the middle of winter. Soon it would be February and though it didn’t seem like much, they would be going shopping tomorrow to get items for their Pokémon.
Just beside the lake was a controlled fire with which Joseph was cooking up a storm. It smelled heavenly; there were lumps of beef and potatoes that he prodded about in the gravy, which was equally as fragrant. He dropped a few handfuls of vegetables into the steaming pot and closed it, letting it heat up more.
A snowy haired Dragonair Pokémorph was sat, his hand hidden beneath a long flap of a Lugia’s wing, strumming patiently on Joseph’s guitar. While he was grateful for the music, he wished it were a piano humming at him instead. His eyes glowed like emeralds in the moonlight and he pulled a white cloak closer against himself as the wind nipped at his pale skin.
"Hey, Virge," Scott, the Ninetales, approached him and spat a spare ball of ember at the fire, making sure it was heated enough before he sat down and turned to groom his tails. "That sounds nice. Mind if I join you?" Something prowled forward about him and his ears twitched.
Squeak! Kilala pounced with a battle squeak, her lips curled up into a sly grin. The shiny Eevee tackled the older Ninetales and the two were wrestling in the snow; their claws scraped harmlessly through fur and teeth flashed in the light as the two foxes went about their game. Suddenly a third ball of flame appeared, leaping onto Scott and sinking her teeth harmlessly into his ear.
Scott pushed the Eevee down and started murmuring playful banter. The Eevee couldn't reciprocate, however, since she still couldn't speak. "Gotcha! You should know better than to sneak up on m- Oomph!" He tried to finish admonishing the Eevee but a paw kicked up into his belly and he rolled away, only to be pounced upon again.
“Mind you two don’t start firing off attacks,” Joseph warned as he continued to watch the stew cook. The last thing he wanted were the two to end up burning themselves, spilling their food or setting something on fire. But he did smile as Virgil started singing and Sōjun emerged from the tent, walking blindly over to the deck chairs and perching himself there to listen to Virgil’s soft voice resound throughout the park.
Joseph plucked out a bottle of whiskey and sipped at it casually, savouring the taste. He never got drunk because he never drank enough to get drunk, but he did enjoy a good sing along. So when Sōjun raised his voice to sing, Joseph chuckled and joined in, his deeper voice providing a base for the 'camp fire song'.
After a few moments it came to it's conclusion, to which Joseph lifted his voice and brought out a flash of army humour. "One stick of dynamite hanging on the wall. One stick of dynamite hanging on the wall. And if that stick of dynamite should accidentally fall... There'll be no sticks of dynamite and no bloomin' wall!"
::Growlithe:: Kilala -----&----- Scott -----&----- Growlie
Virgil Tracy Sōjun Kuchiki Commander Joseph Mawely
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 23, 2012 14:19:51 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkethe crunching of boots through snow was the only real noise scarlette heard as she progressed forward. her mind had been set on relaxation. some peace and quiet to let her think about the days ahead. a park sounded nice. sure, there might be little kids, or noise. but she was always pretty good at sneaking out the best hiding places to just ease her emotions. for the moment, she was just nearing the area. her black jacket snugly wrapped around her torso. besides wearing a skirt, the girl had a thick pair of black leggings that kept her legs warm. though she wasn't honestly afraid of the cold. lived through it without complaint. but it was never a good thing getting herself frostbitten. as she trudged through the snow, however. her head of red hair lifted, darker red eyes narrowing at the sight of Pokémon fighting. they looked to be doing so, anyway. she narrowed her eyes and moved towards the blinding fire and smoke. she was making this more dramatic than it was.
but that's just her. scarlette's hand reached for her bag, sinking into the fabric to search for her pokemon's pokeball. as soon as her hand clenched around the smooth surface, she brought it forward. thumb running against the button and pressing it. the small contraption swelled up, before splitting open and spitting out a haze of red light. it formed into scarlette's partner riolu. immediately he opened one of his eyes, looking lazily up at his master. with a wide yawn, the fighting-type dog reached forward, grasping her hand. < i sense fighting. i'll stop it. as i am a very powerful. and.. handsome Pokémon. > |
[/i] the riolu spoke through thoughts and emotions, bursting into scarlette's mind with bubbling ambitious thoughts. emotions that resulted in scarlette shaking in annoyance. " stop boasting. " she muttered. then the riolu took off, his smaller body hardly visible. though. within the light of the fire, one might see him. it didn't necessarily matter. the Pokémon was speeding towards the three other canine Pokémon. and the moment his hind legs hit harder ground, the fighting-type leaped into the air, aiming to bounce on the three-some and stop the fighting. or at least join in on it. either way, scarlette moved towards the fire, watching the shapes of people that took shape before her. they were letting these Pokémon attack each other? scarlette's face twisted into a disgusted look. what monsters.[/div] L (5) -- male steadfast & inner focus quick attack, foresight, endure, bullet punch tagged // kath || notes // rawr. [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Kathryn on Jan 23, 2012 14:50:26 GMT -5
SETTING WEATHER: SNOW ATMOSPHERE: PEACEFUL
Yipping happily, Growlie released her hold on Scott and jumped down onto the snowy ground, ears twitching. Scott snarled playfully as Kilala whipped her head around and buried her snout in his scruff, clinging to his mane with small, pointy teeth. In a desperate attempt to free himself he rolled over, being gentle as not to hurt the child, and flipped himself back onto his paws.
As he'd expected, she cartwheeled in midair and landed on soft snow, unharmed. “Ha!” He laughed, tails wagging, his eyes glowing with triumph. He didn't have long before Growlie pounced forward, howling with laughter, and grabbed onto the lithe fox.
“Take this, Star fox!” Growlie challenged, refusing to let go of the shiny Ninetales. Scott, who was being straddled by the fire type, snickered and flailed as though he were trying to free himself. “Hey,” Joseph warned again, his dark eyes flickering with concern, “Don't hurt each other! I don't mind you playing but remember that Kilala is still just a cub!”
“We know,” Growlie intoned for the both of them as Kilala whined indignantly and pounced. Together the two managed to pin down the larger fire type, who pulled back his lips in mock anger. He was preparing to pull off a cunning trick when the three suddenly burst apart. A Riolu landed on the snow where they had been standing heartbeats before and Kilala clapped her paws together.
A new playmate! Thought the mute fox, her tail wagging with delight. Wow, and he's cool as well! Since she hadn't spoken her first words, she couldn't openly tell the Riolu this, but she was definitely thinking it when she skittered forward and tried to prod him with a forepaw.
“Careful Kilala,” Scott said, his careful nature showing through. Growlie, however, had no problem at approaching the fighting type, her interest as piqued. “Growlie...” All three trainers, sensing the newcomer, turned their attention towards him. “Isn't that a Riolu?” Virgil asked. Joseph had witnessed the hatching of a Riolu before. “Yes,” he replied. “That's a Riolu. A fighting type that evolves into Lucario.”
“Oh, that's lovely,” Sojun commented. Curiously the blind man turned his head, tilting it to get a better sound of it. “I bet it looks nice.” “Yeah,” Joseph purred, stirring the stew for a moment before he approached the group of Pokemon. Crouching down in front of it, he smiled. “Well aren't you cool?” “Hey look,” Growlie gasped, “It's a trainer! Is that your friend? Hey, do you want to play with us? We're wrestling!”
Virgil Tracy Sōjun Kuchiki Commander Joseph Mawely
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 23, 2012 15:34:35 GMT -5
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[/i] he murmured thoughts of uncertainty to the young eevee, and he stood again, looking to the older canine pokemon. however his attention was snagged again by the other trainers talking about him. speaking of his later evolution and such. he felt heated. like he was on the spot. he felt his cheeks flare up with the fact that he was being watched. he shook his head and returned his dark eyes on the ninetales. the largest one in the area. he snorted. darted forward and touched the massive fox's fur. < you think you're impressive. i can tell. evolving early. i can sense that you aren't quite as strong as you look. hmmm.. >[/i] he backed up, looking at the growlithe. apparently she felt intrigued by his presence. he took a step back, glancing backwards towards where he could see the faint outline of his trainer as she came near. she even moved forwards more, narrowing her eyes into the darker area. the fire flickered, lending her images as to what was happening. she merely saw her own pokemon standing between the rest. riolu's head turned to the growlithe again as she started talking. wrestling? that's what they had been doing? riolu's face was a mask of misunderstanding. confusion. he'd never merely wrestled. if he fought. it was for a reason. and he never let himself take it easy. he was always striving for the best. the riolu shook his head. he moved towards the growlithe, aiming to place his paw upon the striped canines fur. he felt her hum of emotions. but didn't understand. either way, he sent a flow of his own towards her. < wrestling? hmmm. though. if you were actually fighting it was pathetic. i could have easily wiped you all out. >[/i] he was moving into boasting now. he was even confusing now. the riolu shook his head again and held it in his paws. he looked back when the growlithe asked him to play. he blinked, dropping his paws from his face. he didn't say anything now. however the expression on his face was quite vivid. play with you? wrestle with you? scarlette moved forwards, noticing the confusion over her riolu. she stopped, the crunching of snow stopping. she tilted her head. " riolu! " she called. the fighting pokemon lifted his head abruptly, looking back to his master. he stood up from the ground and watched her. scarlette had an equally quizzical look on her face now.[/div] L (5) -- male steadfast & inner focus quick attack, foresight, endure, bullet punch tagged // kath || notes // rawr. [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Kathryn on Jan 23, 2012 16:21:39 GMT -5
SETTING WEATHER: SNOW ATMOSPHERE: PEACEFUL TIME: MIDNIGHT
Kilala whimpered quietly as the Riolu edged away. Rather than play with her like she thought he might, he simply rested a hand on her shoulder and then moved away. Long ears drooped and her lower lip quivered in a pout, her eyes watering with sadness. You miserable fuck, play with her 8(
Flung aside... And yet you're still fine? Confused, Kilala settled on the snow and tilted her head, her whiskers twitching. She had wanted to find out somehow what he meant by what he said. However, his attention had shifted from her to the Ninetales, as though he were examining the situation for himself. Didn't he know that they were just having some fun?
It seemed as though her “suspicions” were confirmed when he spoke next, directing his comment towards Scott this time. Sure, physically he wasn't too powerful, but his move range was fairly large for a Pokemon of his level, and not only that but he was older than the Riolu, having lived with Virgil for quite a number of years after he'd lived for some.
In the cold snow his paws prickled with annoyance. He was being called out by this tiny blue creature? Having been standing, the slender fire type rose to his full imposing height, which easily tripled the Eevee. Tapered ears swung around to focus on the fighting type and his eyes narrowed wearily.
“I would not harm my friends,” he responded blankly, his voice sounding quite older than the Riolu's. “I'm taking it easy on them. This is simply a play fight.”
“Yep,” Growlie bounced, circling the Riolu once, before she plonked her rump down beside the larger fox. “You should join us. I mean it's really fun, especially since Starfox here-”
“Scott”
“-Is the big bad... Um...”
“I'm not a wolf,” he corrected gently. “I'm a Kitsune.”
Well, she decided boldly, crouching down on all four paws, her belly brushing against the snow. If he won't play with me, then I'll make the first move! Hopefully while the Riolu was distracted, Kilala silently stalked her prey – or in this case, her playmate. When she was close enough, she leapt, excitement lending her strength.
If the Riolu moved out of the way then she'd chase him and continue to try and pounce upon him, though she wouldn't harm him of course. Simply pin him for a heartbeat and then spring away, then try again like any child would.
Meanwhile Joseph was watching anxiously, not knowing if the Riolu would comprehend the idea of the game. “Good evening, ma'am,” he greeted respectfully, smiling at Scarlette. “Are you having a nice night?”
Virgil Tracy Sōjun Kuchiki Commander Joseph Mawely
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 23, 2012 17:05:11 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkescarlette's gaze held her pokemons as he took a step towards her. however the non-hostile looks from the other pokemon make her think twice about calling the fighting type. his look of slight unease made her smirk. he was unsure. this might be one of the best chances to let him relax. though scarlette was then distracted by another man, a trainer it appeared, talking to her. she stopped herself from turning out something harsh, and instead listened to what he had to say. she was honestly shocked. he'd called her 'ma'am'. most people she encountered mistook her for some mere child. she felt the heat of a blush settling across her features. however she managed to push it back somewhat. " ah... yes. i am. " she responded rather awkwardly, before turning towards the riolu. who was still standing there, awaiting whatever it was his master had asked of him.
but she just shook her head, and he turned back to see the eevee pouncing towards him. he moved aside, letting her move right past. he looked quizzical. but he just moved backwards and strayed. he wasn't sure yet. the growlithe continued asking him to play. though the ninetales, much to riolu being an ass. was not as welcoming. though it was riolu's fault. he'd started it. being a boastful know it all. the dark coloured pokemon lifted his head to see his master talking to one of the others. he eased up a little, stopping in his tracks and leaving an open opportunity to let kilala pounce on him and take him down. he'd realized that his trainer had let him be. and as riolu looked at the growlithe, he let out a humming sound. however if indeed the eevee had hit him. the little pokemon would have heard the riolu's thrum of thoughts. < play? > |
[/i][/div] L (5) -- male steadfast & inner focus quick attack, foresight, endure, bullet punch tagged // kath || notes // rawr. [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Kathryn on Jan 23, 2012 17:32:30 GMT -5
SETTING WEATHER: SNOW ATMOSPHERE: PEACEFUL TIME: MIDNIGHT
Though Joseph was busy cooking for them all, he allowed his attention to stray towards Scarlette. Virgil, being naturally quiet and introvert, simply sat beside his travel partner and continued to strum lazily on the guitar. Planting the lid back onto the cooking pot, he nudged a few more spices into the mix, letting it simmer.
“Ah... Yes. I am.”
Joseph smiled in a reassuring manner. While yes, his army clothing did often intimidate people – or that's what he assumed was the problem – he was really a “gentle giant”. Still, now that the young girl had joined them, he didn't really see a reason why she should leave. Not yet anyway.
“Come and sit down,” he invited coolly, his voice rumbling like the hum of a distant motorbike. Apparently his voice was naturally loud, but at the tone it was at it was more of a soothing hum than anything else. “The food will be ready in a minute. It's an old recipe of mine – beef and potato stew with vegetables and herbs. Why don't you join us?”
She didn't have to, of course, but it would be nice to have some company. As he reached back into his bag, a sudden shadow galloped over from nearby. A simmering flame danced atop her neck and her fiery tail swooshed, her mouth watering and eyes wide.
“There you are, Spirit. Yes, it's almost ready. Could you please get the bowls from my satchel? They're in a plastic bag.”
The Ponyta, whinnying a greeting to Scarlette as Kilala gleefully pounced at the Riolu once more, snuffled through his satchel, finding the bag of bowls almost immediately. Clamping her teeth around it, she gave it a tug, and suddenly a Pokeball spilled out from the bag, rolling towards Scarlette before gently tapping against her foot.
Joseph glanced over at it in brief confusion before he realised what it was. “Oh!” It was something he'd got earlier, but he really had no need for it. “You can have that if you'd like, ma'am. And how silly of me,” he grinned, “My name is Commander Joseph Mawely. You can call me Joseph though.”
Spirit rested the bag down on the stool beside the soldier's foot. Virgil inclined his head, his golden-green eyes twinkling curiously. “Virgil Tracy,” he introduced himself. The dark haired man, dressed in a rather feminine kimono beside him, goofily smiled. He didn't seem to look at Scarlette, but instead stared straight ahead of him. “And I'm Sōjun Kuchiki.”
OoC; you know what that is ;)
::Ponyta:: Spirit -----&----- Kilala -----&----- Scott -----&----- Growlie
Virgil Tracy Sōjun Kuchiki Commander Joseph Mawely
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 23, 2012 18:21:06 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkeapparently they wanted her to stay. at least, that was the vibe she was getting off of this man. whom she didn't even know the name of. he was a bigger man. burly. but he was nice, friendly. if a little menacing. however, he didn't scare her. more made her cautious. though with his attitude around her, and the fact that he called her 'ma'am' was something that she was a little less nervous about. in fact, when he asked her to sit down she was even a little stunned. bewildered. she just stood there, a statue. unable to respond properly. scarlette did however move, and startle when the ponyta burst out of a pokeball and was whinnying at her. she blinked, stumbling backwards slightly. her riolu sensed the sudden burst of emotions and turned, only to be pounced on by the eevee. he grunted as his paws wrapped around the eevee, in some sort of effort to make sure he didn't accidentally squash her as he fell.
scarlette just watched at the man started talking to her as if this outburst was a regular deal. a faint smile spread over her face at the thought of this happening more than once. he was talking again. about what he was making. then she inhaled, the smell invading her nose. she sighed slightly and nodded a little. though her eyes were on the ponyta as spirit dug her nose into the bag. retrieving a plastic bag with bowls inside. however, the little fire horse seemed to have accidentally nudged something else out of the bag. once it hit her, what it was. she bent down to pick up the red and white sphere. and as she did that, the man started talking again. this time telling her that she could have it. with a nervous blink, she pressed the button on the capsule and watched as the red haze let out..
a pink minccino?! scarlette swayed on her feet, blinded by the fact that she had yet another pink Pokémon on her team. she choked slightly and stepped back. however the adorable Pokémon did not seem the least bit worried. he was light, cheerful and giggled at the expression on scarlette's face. riolu was hit once again with a new wave. this one the minccino's. he was so.. bubbly. he exploded emotion all over. if he didn't stop.. he might give the fighting-type a headache. by this time the blue and black Pokémon was trying to stand, nudging the eevee away. however he had the hint of a smile on his face as he tried to ruffle the fur around her neck. but he was laughing a little too uneasily. he glanced up to see the minccino, and literally almost died. he gulped.
not another pink Pokémon. his face went pale and he shook his head. oh. dear. god. L (5) -- MALE STEADFAST & INNER FOCUS QUICK ATTACK, FORESIGHT, ENDURE, BULLET PUNCH L (10) -- female cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle tagged // kath || notes // meooow
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Post by tomackze on Jan 23, 2012 20:31:03 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background: url(http://media02.hongkiat.com/black_wallpapers/black-pattern.jpg); border: 3px double black, bTable]STRENGTH IN NUMBERS | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]She was standing in her high pillar looking over Verona when she spotted the two trainers down there. One was a middle aged man who looked a bit beaten up, the other was a young female who looked a bit naive and a bit innocent. They looked friendly and seemed to be having a nice conversation which made her giddy as when the clock struck 0 and she knew she would be free for the day. >I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming to say hi!< She said, flying from her sky pillar all the way to the Passions area where they were staying.
When she landed, she quickly blew a large gust of wind that would knock anyone who felt it unconscious. But she was too excited to even care about that right now... She was on a mission and she would not be denied. >Yay! I'm free for the day. Lets party! Lets have fun! Lets-< She stopped as she looked at the field.
It seemed that things were destroyed from her heavy impact, and most likely the trainers owuld be unconscious from her pure awesomeness... Whoops!
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Post by Kathryn on Jan 24, 2012 13:05:09 GMT -5
SETTING WEATHER: SNOW ATMOSPHERE: PEACEFUL TIME: MIDNIGHT
Trees whispered softly in the breeze, and the crunchy blanket of fresh white snow brightened against the pale flame. It continued to drizzle ever so gently down, and they were all about to eat until a sudden maelstrom of wind battered the clearing. Joseph instinctively ducked down, in the process barring the stew from being spilled everywhere, although the fire was swept right out. Virgil leapt onto Sōjun as the blind man dove onto the ground, confused.
All he'd heard was a loud roar before the wind had arrived. Joseph was alright, and he was, but Virgil had been knocked out from the powerful gust. He could hear muffled groans from nearby, meaning that all of the Pokemon playing must've been hit by it as well. “Scott! Kilala! Growlie!” He called in a mild daze, his head swimming. If only he could see! “Are you alright?” Joseph, not knowing what had happened to Scarlette, abandoned the stew and moved into a loping run towards where he'd last seen her. “Sōjun, you look after Virgil,” he said. “Ma'am, are you alright?”
That, of course, was directed at Scarlette, who he assumed had been hit by the blast as well. If she was on the floor, he'd move to try and pull her up and into warmer arms. If she hadn't been hit and was still standing, he'd simply give her a quick glance over and then turn his attention back towards the Rayquaza. Holy fuck. He could just hear it now, ringing in his ears. The voice of insanity, or perhaps of a doctor, he wasn't sure. However it said, clearly and mockingly, someone's gone off their meds again.
Kilala staggered towards her trainer, mewling. Scott had jumped onto Growlie and now they were slumped over in the snow, but Kilala had been near a tree when it had happened. Her shoulder burned as she walked and she could barely walk on it. I must've wrenched it, she sniffled, the tears forming in her eyes. Assuming that the Rayquaza was still there (no mention of it leaving was made), Joseph, once Scarlette had been tended to, moved over to the pot and checked it. Virgil was just knocked out and Sōjun looked a bit shaken, but they'd be alright. God save him if he somehow insulted the Rayquaza. “Would you... Like some food?” better not fucking steal it all or Joseph was going to call out Kage. Yeah, probably not going to work and most likely a bad idea but nobody steals his food 8(
Virgil Tracy Sōjun Kuchiki Commander Joseph Mawely
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 24, 2012 20:36:05 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkethere had been a slight stir in the air, and suddenly the wind appeared to have picked up speed and everything was going out of control. the pokemon's shapes were flying about. she couldn't even seem to locate where riolu had disappeared to. of course, the others were important as well. but her partner was what held most of her concern. his body seemed to have melted into the shadows, away from the other Pokémon. and meanwhile, everything was turning out for the worse. at once, a large green bodied dragon came out of nowhere, knocking down everyone and everything in it's haste to join this so called 'party.' either way, she was blown backwards and into the pile of snow. fortunately, it appeared that her new minccino had clung to her leg, refusing to let go. scarlette found herself out of breath when she landed on her back.
she hardly heard the voice of the rayquaza as it spoke. merely felt the strong, warm arms of a man picking her up. as she hadn't been thrown that far from where she'd been standing, it hadn't been that hard to locate her at all. however scarlette immediately was intent on being put down, pushing out of his arms and nodding sheepishly. " i can take care of myself.. " she wasn't necessarily trying to be rude. but being held by a man she didn't even know was a little awkward on her part. either way, the still-clinging minccino was crying in despair. scarlette, with an awkward expression plastered to her face, bent down and picked it up. only to be nearly throttled by the minccino's strong grasp. with a scan around, scarlette took in the fact that joseph had let her be, instead offering food to the rayquaza. but more importantly. that legendary, no matter how strong or fascinating it was.. it was about to get a lecture.
the red-haired woman broke out in front of the rayquaza, an extremely irritable look on her face. her eyes narrowed at the sight of the emerald green skin. " you.. monster. interrupting our get-together. how unsightly of you. can you not see the destruction you've created? grow up. this isn't a party. we were trying to have a nice meal, quiet things down. and what do you do? you blow everything down. look, you've hurt the eevee. for what? you disgust me. " she spat, balling her hands into fists as her anger grew. she wasn't even holding the clingy minccino anymore. the little chinchilla had moved onto her neck, hanging off the back. back paws holding herself up. the little pink Pokémon had his eyes closed, whining in fear of the huge Pokémon.
now, more importantly was the whole aspect of where riolu had gone. he was nowhere in sight. and last he'd been was with kilala. scarlette turned on her heel, looking at the limping Pokémon. a faint look of unease swept over her facial features as she walked towards it. with a quick kneel, she tenderly touched the area that the eevee was putting less pressure on. she looked the eevee in the eyes, trying to find any hint. but there was nothing of course. scarlette wasn't special in any way. it wasn't like she could see the past in kilala's mind. what was she thinking? with a nervous sidestep away from the pokemon, she stood again. this time looking about her. riolu? L (5) -- MALE STEADFAST & INNER FOCUS QUICK ATTACK, FORESIGHT, ENDURE, BULLET PUNCH L (10) -- female cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle tagged // kath || notes // lets make this interesting?
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Post by arionne ♥ on Jan 29, 2012 10:30:35 GMT -5
and the raywuaza ignored you all and flew away bcauz there was better party in space
::rayquaza::
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