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Post by Grey on Jul 13, 2012 1:55:27 GMT -5
The sun was going down when Azria climbed the little hill and came in to the view of the Professor's lab. It was a squat building, appearing stumpy and short despite being several stories high. Az immediately realized that it was a trick of perspective. From where he stood, the building appeared to be shorter than it was wide. He smiled a little bit, his lips shifting into a crooked smirk.
Beyond the lab was a series of tents that almost looked like some sort of circus going on beyond the building. "It must be someone's birthday Lu." The boy's blue eyes flicked over to the bipedal Pokémon that stood beside him, gazing out over the panorama stoically. Lucario turned to him with an unreadable expression on his dog-like face. "I was kidding." He muttered to the pokemon, his smiling fading from his face. Lucario had grown into a serious type, not as playful as he had been as a Riolu. It didn't matter though, Az was sure of the pokemon's loyalty, and knew that he and Lu were as good of friends as they could be. Without another word, the pair moved their feet in the direction of the big top in the backyard.
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Twilight had already descended on the pair when they finally made it to tent's door. It was that strange time of the evening when the darkness of the sky perfectly matched the ambient light that still seemed to cling to the earth, making the whole world feel ethereal. Reaching down to his belt, Azzy removed the Lucario's pokeball and aimed it at his partner. "Don't worry, I'll let you out as soon as we get back on the road." He said with an apologetic expression on his face as the red beam of light struck out, connecting Lucario with the pokeball and engulfing him.
With that, Az made his way into the tent, not exactly sure what to make of what he had soon so far.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 13, 2012 17:29:25 GMT -5
::rangerm:: ::charmeleon:: ----- RANGER DAVE & NAT !
♔ Age 20. Male. Dave is a no bullshit kind of guy. You don't mess with him. Ever. His sense of humor gets very dark, and he often says things that can get offensive.
Bzzzzzz! There was an awful lot of buzzing going on this evening, and it wasn't coming from the fans inside of the tent. "Get that Yanma out of here. Blasted thing!" A tall blonde wielded a butterfly net as he swooped it down in an attempt to finally catch it. Unfortunately for him, it ended up whacking his Charmeleon on the head while the speedy Yanma darted left and right. <You...imbecile.> The Charmeleon hissed, breathing fire on the very net that captured her head. The embers swiftly burned at the net, trailing all of the way up to Dave's hands. "Damn lizard! God fucking damn you to hell, I'll curse your father. I'll curse your mother. I'll force myself on your childhood friend!" Dave spat, shaking his hands like a mad man in an attempt to cool them off.
The playful Yanma continued to fly around like hyperactive child, unable to contain all of the energy from its useful Speed Boost ability. It was perfect timing for Az to walk in, since they needed the extra help anyways. <You. What do you want?> The Charmeleon quickly asked, pointing an accusing claw at their guest. She yanked the net off of her neck in the process, still feeling rather embarrassed for looking like a fool around company. <Can't catch me! Can't catch me!> The Yanma continued to tease the duo, taunting them occasionally as it continued to just barely fly above their reach.
Dave was tall, but he wasn't tall enough to reach that stupid Yanma. "Bug season. Ugh. At least it's not a stupid swarm Pokemon, but still. These damn bugs keep getting in here for no reason." The Yanma landed on a coat rack as he said that, giving him a look as the blonde continued to rant. How childish. This was no way to treat an honored guest, and it refused to be seen as a pest. Instead, it wanted to toy around and have some fun with the guy. Giving him the proper punishment was obviously the right thing to do, was it not?
::charmeleon:: Nat Level 18 - FEMALE Impish - Sarcastic - Bossy
::yanma:: Level 3 Speed Boost - Compoundeyes Tackle||Foresight||Whirlwind Quirk: Turns everything into a game
⋆ GOSSIP:<33 ⋆ MUSIC: Yumekui Merry OST - Story Teller ⋆ STAFF NOTES: <33
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Post by Grey on Jul 13, 2012 20:51:58 GMT -5
The confines of the tent were abuzz, quite literally, with excitement as a young man and his Charmeleon tried in vain to catch a large-ish bug pokemon that seemed to be making a game of their attempts to ensnare it. The over-large dragonfly ducked, dived, and barrel rolled through the big tent, avoiding the net that shot out to capture it.
Azria watched on with the smirk he'd worn on the hilltop returning to his face. This region was already proving to be more interesting than Hoenn. Az immediately reached for a pokeball to try and assist in detaining the wild bug, but his hands fell to his belt and grasped at only empty loops. "Oh... right." He mumbled to himself before releasing Lucario to try and take down the Yanma.
Lucario escaped the pokeball and took a summary of the room, and almost sighed in exasperation. Why, oh why was it always he who had to pick up the pieces when all hell broke loose? He shot a commanding bark in the direction of the Yanma, hoping to force the dragonfly to calm down.
Lu waited a few moments, his warrior's eyes following the Yanma's every move. When it became clear that Yanma had no plans to end his little game, the Lucario shrugged his corded shoulders and sprang into the air. He didn't need Azzy to tell him to use Blaze Kick. It was just a natural response. He barely even thought about it as aimed his foot, wreathed in flame down toward the buzzing pokemon.
Azria watched all this with a look of mild interest on his face. He'd never had a bug pokemon before, and had a feeling that Yanma would be the first addition to his team. The youth could already tell that there was going to be friction between Yanma and Lu. Hell, Azzy would be pissed to if a stranger tried to kick him in the face. ::lucario::
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jul 13, 2012 21:41:47 GMT -5
RANGER DAVE & NAT ! ♔ Age 20. Male. Dave is a no bullshit kind of guy. You don't mess with him. Ever. His sense of humor gets very dark, and he often says things that can get offensive.
Dave was cursing under his breath in exasperation and pain, barely noticing that there was a second person in the tent and thus failing to greet him on his way in. Instead, he opted to grab the nearest water bottle and pour it forcefully on both of his hands, cooling the burn. In his anger, he crushed the empty plastic bottle on his forehead and turned around just in time to see the blazekickin' Riolu aiming downwards for a kick to the noggin. Too sudden for the insect to anticipate, the burning attack caused a satisfactory amount of damage.
But not enough, it seemed. Just as quickly, the Yanma regained its composure and lifted itself off the singed platform, buzzing mischievously. Staring a challenge at the newcomers, it was distracted enough for a surprise attack from the back. "Now, Nat!" Dave barked, and Nat shot a ball of fire hot enough to put out the flame of the Yanma's resolve. Said insect fluttered slowly to the ground, no longer able to pose trouble - though he was still partly conscious.
"Why did I even bother..." Dave muttered, cursing again at his singed fingers. Then he regarded Az and his Riolu for the first time. He pondered for a moment before remarking, "If you want a snack, it's right there. All cooked and everything." He pointed at the fallen insect before sitting himself down next to the first aid kit and looking for coolants. Meanwhile, the Yanma made an unintelligible whimper.
<Why don't you act professional for once, you giant pansy?> Nat crossed her arms, glaring at her trainer. He glared back, somehow getting the gist of what she said, but didn't answer, waiting instead for some input from Az.
Nat Level 18 - FEMALE Impish - Sarcastic - Bossy
::yanma:: Level 3 Speed Boost - Compoundeyes Tackle||Foresight||Whirlwind Quirk: Turns everything into a game Fainted-ish
TUNES|| Homestuck Bandcamp - Nine Lives One Love TAGS|| Modded derp TALK|| herp
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Post by Grey on Jul 14, 2012 18:48:30 GMT -5
It was strange for Azzy, to watch the Yanma that had been brutally assaulted for intruding into the tent. It lay there, trying weakly to get up while the Pokémon Ranger did nothing to help it. Azria liked Pokémon. Not each individual pokemon, as like people, some could be stupid, but Pokémon in general were a good thing. That's at least how the boy felt.
He knelt down next to the Yanma, ignoring the conversation going on between the Ranger and his Charmeleon. "Hey, if you don't want this, hand me a pokeball and I'll take him to a Pokémon Center." He offered, resting a hand on the bug Pokémon. He didn't look up at Dave when he spoke. Az didn't really appreciate the Pokémon Ranger's attitude. The Lucario beside him wasn't too thrilled with their behavior either. Lu felt like it was dishonorable to go about acting in such a way, but he was too honorable himself to say anything about it.
After waiting a few seconds, Azria raised his glance up to Dave, waiting for whatever else was to be given him for his journey. He had been informed that all new trainers got a sort of bundle of provisions for the beginning of their journey. He wouldn't mind using one of the pokeballs to capture Yanma.
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Post by tomackze on Jul 15, 2012 10:54:18 GMT -5
::rangerm:: ::Charmeleon:: RANGER DAVE & NAT ! ♔ Age 20. Male. Dave is a no bullshit kind of guy. You don't mess with him. Ever. His sense of humor gets very dark, and he often says things that can get offensive. Ranger Dave was a no bullshit kind of guy so he knew exactly where Azz was going with the request to get the pokemon to the nearest center. He did not like it when people beat around the bushes so he stomped the ground abruptly which caused even Nat to stiff up in a serious manner and he looked at Azz up and down before he opened his mouth to speak. "Don't beat around the bush. I hate that. If you fucking want the pokemon just say it out loud. One more like that and I will throw your sorry ass out to route 1." He said, a bit rude. Nat saw this and even shook her head in disappointment of Dave who just seemed to be really off today or something. >I'm sorry for him. He's usually er... nicer?< She said. That probably wasn't true but he usually wasn't this mean. ::Charmeleon::
Nat Level 18 - FEMALE Impish - Sarcastic - Bossy
::Yanma:: Level 3 Speed Boost - Compoundeyes Tackle||Foresight||Whirlwind Quirk: Turns everything into a game Fainted-ish
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Post by Grey on Jul 17, 2012 10:08:19 GMT -5
As the ranger chastised him, Azria stood up to his full height, which wasn't exactly an imposing figure, but did well to show his lack of fear in the face of Dave's angry words. He fixed the man with a steely gaze, reflecting the fact that he had no use for a grumpy bully like the Ranger.
"I don't think you really understood me. I wasn't asking, I'm taking the pokemon, now give me the starter pack so I can take it to a pokemon center." Azzy didn't enjoy confrontations like this, and it was a bad sign of things to come if the first person he'd met in Cheyenne had turned out to be a complete bastard like this. To emphasize the Az's words, Lucario took a step forward. He didn't growl or grumble to show his irritation, but it was evident in the stalwart pokemon's eyes.
Yanma flopped weakly on the floor, his crispy, chitin body still smoking weakly from the fiery assault.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 18, 2012 15:14:56 GMT -5
----- RANGER DAVE & NAT !
♔ Age 20. Male. Dave is a no bullshit kind of guy. You don't mess with him. Ever. His sense of humor gets very dark, and he often says things that can get offensive.
Dave stared right into Azria's eyes, making damn well sure that they were on the same page. There was a look of confidence thrown back at him that only served to irritate him further, eliciting a furious snort. "Tch." He couldn't even think of a good come back for such reasoning, and giving Azria the Yanma would make things so much easier for him. "You know what? Fine. Keep it. I don't need it." He ignored his Charmeleon's relieved sigh as he picked up a Heal Ball from the counter. It was pink and girly, but the design could be easily changed if Azria simply replaced it with another Pokeball. No one would notice or care. "Damn pest for a pest." Normally Dave wasn't this grumpy, but this particular Yanma had been bothering him for a while.
It would've been nice to finally get it out of his hands, not caring if the trainer took good care of it or not. With a lazy throw, the Heal Ball sucked the Yanma in. It briefly trembled as a sign of internal struggle before giving the signature 'click', signaling a successful capture. <Now, what did baby learn in Ranger 101? Catch the Pokemon and...?> Nat scratched at her chin as she stared up at Dave, coaxing him to finish the Ranger ritual. Dave understood her alright, but he didn't want to tend to this blue haired punk. "What? Don't give me that look." He scowled, staring right back at Nat until she let out a weak ember in the air. The threat was clear, and he wasn't dealing with this right now.
"Congrats, you now look like a homeless bum. Search far and wide, and you'll still be sorry bastard." Grabbing one of the starter packs off of the shelf, he tossed it towards Azria. It didn't matter if the guy caught it or dropped it, since the contents weren't fragile in the slightest, but it was a very rude way to go about things. "Pick up the trash and beat it." It was all he could say, standing defiantly as he continued to stare at Azria and his Lucario. Nat could only give them an apologetic smile, wondering what Walrein was lodged up Dave's ass to make him act like this.
NatLevel 18 - FEMALE Impish - Sarcastic - Bossy Level 3 Speed Boost - Compoundeyes Tackle||Foresight||Whirlwind Quirk: Turns everything into a game x 5 x 3 x1 x 1 x 1 x 1
⋆ GOSSIP:<33 ⋆ MUSIC: <33 ⋆ STAFF NOTES: You can move on!
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