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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 8, 2011 1:36:29 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra took another bite of tart, sliding the fork out from her lips and chewing with relish as she listened to Tristan try and patch up what the Machop said. She even started to laugh at him, covering her mouth with one hand as she giggled out of her throat. "I get it, I get it." She replied with a dismissive hand gesture after she swallowed the pastry. When he asked the question, she grinned slightly. All too often was she asked that question. "Yeah. I could practically live off them." She replied smoothly, taking another bite. Even after just a few bites she was getting sort of full. It was filling.
Seryl kept a straight, grouchy face as the Machop bored his eyes into him, complaining about traits that he was born with and couldn't really hope to change. A listless yawn left his throat during the procedure. <Yeah, yeah.> He replied when the Machop paused to take a step back and examine him. When he suggested smoothing his skin, the Cranidos' head lolled towards him and he stared at him with a look of slight annoyance. <I prefer this current form. Rough skin is better for battle anyway.> His jaws curled in a slight smirk. <Now, if I wanted to be girly and weak, I'd opt for smooth skin.>
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <3
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 21, 2011 18:07:25 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan continued to listen as he finished his two hot dogs. Luckily he was finished before he could feel even more embarrassed by his obnoxious machop. It was obvious now, his embarrassment. With his face all red and his movements slowly tensing, it seemed as though today was going to drag on. HE scratched the back of his head, making the embarrassment even more obvious. Its not like he'd get even more ridicule and funny comments, anyway. "Really? Heh, I can't. I was never much for sweet....never really tried a tart." He didn't figure out what else to say. All he wanted to do now was to practice his martial arts. Then again, why turn down this person's kindness. Sierra, in all honesty, was still a bit of an enigma to Tristan. "So......how old are you? Do you happen to have a job?"
Tony, not missing a beat, turned around and opened his mouth. <Oh ya, we don't know that bit about you. So what it'd be? Do you have a job and are you legal?> HE said, twisting his trainer's words around even further. Tristan only groan, hitting his head in further embarrassment. Tony, turning his attention back to the cranidos, only growled. <Girly? I'll have you know smooth skin can have quite the beneficial in battle, and not just your health. Won't hold you back on your speed. You must be pretty damn slow, hehe~> |
::machop:: welp
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 21, 2011 21:18:54 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra was surprised he'd finished so quickly, but it made her pick up her own pace, since sitting there with a person watching you eat was sort of awkward. She was almost finished, at least... if over halfway counted as 'almost.' "That's a shame." She replied after swallowing another bite, feeling contentedly full but continuing to eat anyway. He continued to ask questions - sort of personal ones, at that, but at least they kept the conversation going. She almost answered before the Machop butted in, twisting his words in a way that made it perverted. That made her laugh, dropping the fork as she put her hands together on her lap.
"I'm seventeen. I had, like, one job in high school, but I don't have one right now. I think being a trainer is sort of a job by itself." She replied, sipping the water she'd gotten with the food. She thought for just a moment before continuing, "Although I think I might get a part time job soon just to get some money for eating out." She thought aloud before cutting another piece of tart.
The Cranidos smirked a little at the Machop's displeasure in his suggestion being labeled girly. Well, he had to admit, smooth skin might be good for battle. But he was rough! He was tough! He was.. wait, did he call him slow? He narrowed his eyes, but decided not to go as low as the Machop. He was more mature than that. <I may be slow... but sometimes slowness is a good thing.> He replied, blinking at the fighting type. Such a closed mind.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Passion Pit - Swimming in the Flood TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <333
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 23, 2011 0:43:58 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan smiled a little at Sierra. Somehow, listening to her talk kept him calmer then usual due to how his pokemon usually act and keep him tense almost all of the time. "Really. What was the job? The only job I had was cleaning the dojo and keeping the fighting pokemon in shape. Not much of a job since I didn't really get paid." Tristan sighed a little, relaxing a little, now that his emotions have settled. The conversation was going pretty well, which was a bright side to the situation. Overall, the situation wasn't as bad as he thought. Even if he got dragged into it by Sierra. "What jobs have you considered? If you have considered any, of course. I think I may need to consider a job one day." He said, wiping the plate with his finger and putting it in his mouth.
As Tristan and Sierra had their conversation, Tony was having quite a bit of a talk with his scaley "friend." <Well I suppose. But seriously, you have to get with the times. You need to keep yourself in balance. With all that rough skin on you, you could easily tip over just like that.> He said quite out loud, as if in a mocking tone. <Look at me, I got smooth skin and it helps me with my speed. What do you have, hmm?> |
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 23, 2011 14:54:24 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra listened as she continued to munch away at her tart, the last bite quickly making itself evident. His smile reassured her. Now he wasn't such a frowny face like before, she supposed. "I was a waitress in a little chinese restaurant. I could barely understand my manager, but he liked me anyways." She giggled at the memory before biting into another piece of tart. She was glad now that she'd bumped into this guy and not someone more disagreeable. At least he was friendly.
"Umm.." She took a drink of water as she thought about her reply to his second question, setting it down again before answering. "I considered jobs like... being a secretary, attendant... ooh, maybe being some rich guy's maid would be fun." She mused, giggling at that last idea. It'd pay well, and she would get to wear a pretty uniform all the time. Little did she know that one of the only rich guys in Cheyenne was Syl. She finished her tart just as he collected the hotdog juice on his finger. That was good. There was a reason she constantly came to Verona Cafe.
Seryl's snout twitched with annoyance as the Machop continued to press him to get smoother skin. At the suggestion that he might tip over, he looked down at himself. He didn't have any obvious tumors that would shift his weight, so what the heck was the fighting type talking about? <Know what? Why don't you smooth out my skin for me? Since I have no idea where to get my horrible, ugly hide groomed anyway.> He suggested with a lace of sarcasm.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Discovery - So Insane TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| C':
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 27, 2011 9:52:22 GMT -5
Tristan laughed a little before he calmed down and looked at Sierra. "Honestly...a maid job may not suit you well....well from a parental point of view." For once, he felt much more relaxed than usual. It may be because of the free meal he got and how his pokemon remained silent, but hey. It was something pretty peaceful and pretty fun. "Hey, maybe I can pull off a groundskeeper or a butler job...." That was quite an odd statement. What made him say that? Was it Sierra's influence? Maybe it wasn't that bad. Just unusual. "Wow, you finished that tart pretty well. Was it good, actually?"
Tony only grinned as he looked at the cranidos. Finally, something for him to do and something he could enjoy. Plus, the cranidos offered on it. <Why, sure! I'll take that job offer!> He said, pulling his fists back. Suddenly, Tony fired a barrage of softer, but still effectively, bullet punches on the cranidos. He had to do it, or the rough skin would get to him one way or another. The cranidos may end up injured, but the rough skin will be gone at least.
::machop:: used a weakened bullet punch to smooth the skin out.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 27, 2011 13:29:02 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra seemed disappointed when Tristan knocked her down from her glorious maid job pedestal. She felt like she'd be a good maid! Imagining herself in a maid costume.. she'd be cute, wouldn't she? And if she was paid for it, she could listen to commands too! She'd just pretend she was a pokemon, and her pride wouldn't be hurt! Oh well. She shrugged as Tristan continued on about becoming a groundskeeper or butler, which made her tilt her head slightly. Wait, what made him think he'd be a better servant than her? Hmph! "How come I can't be a maid but you can be a butler?" She protested, giving him a slight challenging grin. "And yeah, the tart was delicious." She said dismissively, wanting to hear this.
Seryl stared at Tony in disbelief as he actually took the offer. He'd only been sarcastic, but it seemed that this dolt was all brawn, no brains. Yet the dino allowed him to do what he wanted, cringing slightly as he retracted his fists. He was a fighting type; a punch would hurt. But - oh. It was a steel type move... so it still sort of tingled, but luckily it was powered down enough to not hurt. The feeling of his skin smoothing out felt gross though.
Sierra glanced at the two pokemon with slight concern in the midst of their conversation. "...why's your Machop punching Seryl?" She asked in confusion. Seryl glanced at her, but offered no explanation of his own. This Machop was hard to understand.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Cut Copy - Strangers in the Wind TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| XD
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 28, 2011 3:45:58 GMT -5
Tristan only looked at Sierra. Really, he was more concerned about what he said about being a butler, as opposed to the double standard he just established. "Well, lessee. I probably won't have my parents chastising me about it....at least, not anymore...." He said, looking a little sombre. He stayed silent for a good few seconds, contemplating the thoughts of his mother and father and why they kicked him out. Before long, he looked back and Sierra and quickly gasped a breath of air. "W-well, that is to say. I'm pretty damn strong. A-a-and....well, I won't have too many people gawking at me, unlike you." What in the world did he just say? Did he just say that Sierra looked cute and sexy? Oh boy...at least Tony didn't pay attention.....why wasn't Tony paying attention? Tony continued to smooth out Seryl's skin, feeling gross with each hit. <Boy, with those rough edges, you're happy you can move. But with this, you can move around much easier. Think what you can do int he middle of a battle!> He said, loving how he is playing masseuse and spa manager on Seryl. Tristan only stared at Tony, barely attempting to contemplate what was on Tony's mind. "...honestly, it could be anything....for Tony, it maybe so he can make Seryl look pretty....honestly, I stopped questioning it..."still punching away should be done soon.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 28, 2011 17:05:02 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra didn't make the connection between his parents chastising and a job as a butler, and confusion showed on her face for a bit until he justified what he said previously. Well, he did look strong.. but huh? What did he mean by gawking at her? She looked down at herself, then felt her hat. "People gawk at me?" She repeated, giving him a look before scanning the other patrons. Some people were indeed staring at her, but she was unfazed. "It's cause of my outfit, probably... then again, I'd be wearing a maid outfit, wouldn't I?" She suggested. So what could he have meant?
Seryl felt sort of nauseous the more the Machop continued to beat at his skin, smoothing the rough edges. Ugh, when was this awful torture going to end? Pain ran along the places the fighting type had already punched. <Can't you go faster?> The dino muttered with annoyance, a hint of pain in his voice.
Sierra heard Seryl's remark, then Tristan's, then laughed at the mention that he might be making her shiny dino pretty. Come to think of it, he was already looking more polished. "Good, he's been needing a makeover forever." She replied with an amused laugh. "Isn't that right?" She smiled playfully at the dino, who let out a huff at her teasing. He was not in the mood for this physical and verbal abuse.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Passion Pit - Swimming in the Flood TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <3
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 29, 2011 4:51:55 GMT -5
Tristan watched as Sierra became confused, turning the scenario to an awkward time. Perfect, now he won't have to explain himself and how he indirectly complimented Sierra's looks. Or will he have to now? "Hehe...I bet people would gawk at you. You seem pretty." AS Tristan spoke, Tony finished the job with Seryl and began to interrupt the conversation between Sierra and Tristan. <Pretty? Girl, you got quite the looks. Enough to make the usually silent Tristan say so, now that's saying something. Bet you bring all them boys to the yard.> He said before turning back to Seryl to inspect the job. Tristan then laughed before turning the conversation away. "So what made you think of a service job like a maid? Haha....also, what kind of hat is that?" Turning back to the maid job. Good job, Tristan.
Tony looked at the newly smoothened skin and laughed when Sierra made the comment. <Boy, that was a lot of work on him. But the work is done. Now you can be pretty while you battle. Come on, what's not to love about smooth skin? I mean take a look at me!> He said, showing off his smooth and shiny muscles. They seemed to sparkle in the daylight. <These muscles also provide function. Mmhmm! I have much better speed thanks to my smoothened and toned muscles.>
::machop:: hurr hurr
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 29, 2011 22:06:21 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra held a thoughtful look on her face as she stared at nothing in particular until Tristan broke in, suddenly calling her pretty. His saying so surprised her and caused her face to flush again. "Oh-" She was about to thank him, but suddenly his Machop interrupted her with even more flattery. She couldn't tell if the Machop was serious or not, so all she could do was giggle with embarrassment at the compliments. She was confident in her looks, but it was still hard to accept compliments.
Derp, Tristan changed the topic rather quickly. Maybe he was embarrassed too. Nevertheless, she listened with an amused expression as he questioned her decision. And hat. Well, she was gonna answer the questions in order, thanks. "'Cause I don't know... it seems simple to do, and you get to wear a cute outfit the whole time!" She replied happily. Then she remembered his question about the hat. "You talking about this?" She pointed at her pikachu hat before continuing. What else could he have been mentioning? "I got it as a birthday present when I was fourteen. Custom made. I forgot who they ordered it from." She informed him with a grin, pulling her hat down just slightly to make sure it had a tight hold on her BRAIN.
Seryl gritted his teeth in annoyance when the Machop was finally done assailing his poor rocky flesh, leaving it disgustingly shiny and pretty. <I didn't want to be pretty.> He remarked in the middle of the fighting type's speech. He only glanced at the guy's muscles but huffed in contempt. <Thanks, I guess, even if I was just joking.> Seryl muttered, glancing the other way.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| DeSu - Pinch Battle TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| C':
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 31, 2011 10:52:21 GMT -5
"Ya, well the outfit seems cute on a lot of people. What do you think? Think I can pull of the butler look?" Tristan said, continuing the conversation at hand. It was an interesting topic at least. The conversation seemed to have gotten livelier, thanks to Tony. Though now would be a good time for the pokemon to provide some derailing comment that could spell embarassment for the both of them. Tristan looked up at the pikachu hat Sierra wore on her head. It was an interesting hat, to say the least. "Huh. Its a nice hat. Seems like it has a great pull on your brain." Tristan suddenly looked away. He felt the awkwardness that occured after that statement. HE may as well just waddle away like a penguin.
As for Tony's silence, it seemed as though he was admiring his handiwork a little more on Seryl. <Boy, I gotta hand it to myself. I did gooood> He quickly grasped Sierra's shirt and gave a few excited tugs. Though hopefully they didn't pull Sierra down too much. <Did I do good on this dinosaur or what?> HE said, pointing towards Seryl in an excited tone.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 1, 2012 12:16:42 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra shrugged when he said the outfit would look cute on a lot of people. Sure, but for others, they made the outfit look cute, and she was certain that she was one of those. Actually, she just wanted to have an excuse to wear a maid's outfit, but like she would tell him that. When he asked if he might pull off a butler look, she gave him a once-over. "I think so. I think all boys look handsome in suits like that though." She replied with a hint of a blush, smiling in spite of herself.
Sierra smiled at the witty comment, surprised that he looked away when he said it. "Why're you embarrassed? This hat is where I keep aaaaall my brain." She replied with a laugh, unsure if that was the real meaning of what he said. Oh well. Who cared.
Seryl was pretty bored, so he ran a paw over one of his smoothened arms, wincing because they felt raw from being punched like that. But at least it didn't feel as rocky. Sierra felt her shirt get tugged, so she looked down at the excited Machop as he inquired if he did good. She smiled and laughed as she looked at Seryl again. "Yeah, but I don't think he likes it." She replied. The Cranidos huffed at her, showing teeth in a growl. Then he remembered something, turning back to Tony. <Oh, by the way. I'm just gonna get rough again next time I eat. You realize?> He explained with a grin.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Ben Folds - Prison Food TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <3
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Post by Italian Panda on Jan 3, 2012 10:57:07 GMT -5
Tristan laughed at the comment made by Sierra about the brain, not sure why he was laughing. The only thing he knew was that it sounded pretty funny, even if it didn't make that much sense. "Well if that's the case, what would happen if I removed my hood? Do I show a brain of my own?" That was a stupid joke. Oh well, he laughed, there wasn't much of a way out of that now. Just a mere shrug and a smile, that was all he needed...right? Suddenly, he blushed at the comment about all boys in suits. "Oh, well. Haha. Now we know what your take on men are." Suddenly, he realized what he was saying, sitting still with a smile on his face as he ruffled his hood. He was smiling and having some fun with a complete stranger he just met a few mere moments ago. That is certainly odd on how he took Sierra. She doesn't seem that bad at all.
Tony watched as Seryl rubbed on his newly smoothed arms, taking it as if Seryl was inspecting damage, rather than a new look to try out. <Aaaah, don't worry. I bet he'll be fine. I bet he'll be rubbing the rough edges out on his own in no time.> Tony laughed as he approached Seryl, rubbing his newly smoothed out skin. <I mean, come on. Who wouldn't want smoothened skin, hmmmm?>
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 3, 2012 22:07:39 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra laughed at his response as well, but the question made her curious. What if he really was hiding something under there? Feeling guilty since she herself liked wearing her hat, she proceeded to ask, "Yes. Take off your hood; I'm curious." She instructed bluntly, giving him an expectant grin as she clasped her hands together on the top of the tablecloth as if she was asking a professional question.
His response to the other thing caused her to blush as well. She wasn't trying to mean it that way, but she blamed herself for not taking pains to word it less promiscuously. "On just one thing I said? C'mooon." She replied with a small laugh, waving it away with her hand.
Seryl bore his jaws at Tony at that he was talking about him right in front of his face. The expression caused Sierra to laugh nervously. "Not a very good idea to rile him up, you know." She warned him as he came towards the dino and rubbed the raw, stony skin. <I don't when it's this much trouble.> He growled in response, swatting the Machop's paw away in annoyance.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| The Postal Service - Such Great Heights TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <3
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Post by Italian Panda on Jan 4, 2012 8:59:35 GMT -5
Tristan raised an eyebrow when Sierra asked for him to take his hood off. He hadn't really taken his hood off unless he was sleeping or something. He placed his head on his head, pulling it downward over his head. "Oh come on, nothing's really under here." He turned his eyes for a quick thought before looking back at Sierra. "I'll take my hood off if you take your hat off. I'm curious." He said, copying the exact same hand cupping action as Sierra. He tried his best to look professional, but that didn't really work when a sudden hand grasped onto the top of his head. Who else could do that but his ever so faithful and loving WuKong. <Oh come on, now. Why have a suspenseful business moment like this wait when you can both have your headwear off~?> And suddenly, he quickly removed Tristan's hood down, revealing his messy hood hair of sorts. What was WuKong doing?! "Hey! I was supposed to win that." WuKong just giggled. <Oh sib sib all you want. Nothing's gonna change the fact that your hood is down. And gee, you need to do something about your hair. Hehehe~> WuKong just laughed as he approached Sierra. <Eh. If you really wanted to win. I guess I can help you out. Hue Hue~> And suddenly, he jumped over Sierra, attempting to pull Sierra's hat off and drop it onto the ground. <There. Even. Hue Hue Hue Hue~. Oh, and nothing just happened. Just something that was worth it for something~> And suddenly, he returned into his pokeball, leaving Tristan utterly confused. Something that was worth something? Tony continued to look at Seryl, laughing. <But it seems fun to rile him up~> All the while, Tristan continued to think what the heck WuKong was up to. "So uh....what other pokemon do you have?"used hood and hat removal hood removal worked hat removal?::machop::
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 5, 2012 0:51:11 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra bit her lip in a small grin of amusement as he pulled his hood over his head; it was the expected response, really. She let out a small giggle before he suddenly turned on her, asking her to take her own hat off. Why, the thought of it made her feel like she'd reveal something special to him! Not many people saw the top of her head, after all, except close friends. "I guess neither of us is gonna take it off then." She continued in a matter-of-fact voice, smiling in a challenging way.
Then suddenly his hood was off, and she realized that the Machop had snuck up from the side. She was surprised at that, her heart thumping as she let out a surprised cry. "Aww yeah, now I don't have to take off my hat!" She exclaimed happily as she took in the sight of his foofy hat hurr. It wasn't really that messy to her, since she saw the same thing every time she took off her own hat. Suddenly, though, the Machop approached her when she wasn't paying attention, swiping her hat clean off. Horror etched its way on her face as her own hat hair was revealed, her hands grabbing the top of her head in a quick reaction. She gasped, realizing that the pokemon was faster than her, and blushed as she realized that her head was naked for all to see. Noooo! Quickly, she reached down and grabbed her hat just before someone walked past and scrambled as she shoved it back on her head, practically hyperventilating. "Did you see!?" She questioned him, wide eyed.
Seryl huffed at the fact that Tony didn't seem very hurt by his swipe, and looked away, crossing his arms in passive aggression. <The things I have to deal with..> He muttered to himself, mouth forming an O as he blew some left over pebbles off his shoulder. At least he looked better to them, he supposed.
"I have uhm..." Sierra began to say, but she suddenly blanked, trying to remember. "Well, I have a Cranidos, right there, and... ugh, hold on." She took out her pokedex and opened it, watching as it opened up to her team's profile. "Ah okay, a Cubone, Aron, Floatzel, Parasect, and Electabuzz." She concluded, giving him a grin.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <3
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Post by Italian Panda on Jan 5, 2012 2:50:41 GMT -5
Tristan covered his hat hair, feeling rather unusual now that his hair was revealed. This was a first, especially out in public. Though his feelings were normal, he seemed a little scared, or even nervous. Normally around now, his father would be chastising him for messy hair, occasionally giving a punch to wake his senses up. Tristan quickly double taked before fixing his hair up nice and proper before putting on a brave face. Sure, his hood was down, but as long as no one chastised him, and so long as his father wasn't around, he was okay. It was nothing that fancy, or big for that matter. Even if some girls are either frightened or curious about it.
Tristan breathed a sigh of relief, now that the moment of messiness was over for him. When he looked at Sierra, he noticed that Sierra was....hyperventilating? Confusion struck Tristan until he noticed the messy hair Sierra sported. "Huh....." He said as he kept looking at Sierra's hair. That was surely a shock to see. Overall, it was quite nice to see her naked head. Seemed a lot nicer to have it all out occasionally than to keep it under cover all the time. After the quick glimpse of Sierra's hair, he was quickly diverted to Sierra's question. He had no clue how to answer it without getting an unusual response. "Uh...well, yes. But really only a glimpse.....I think....its nice!" Tristan quietly rubbed the back of his head, much to his surprise he quickly removed the hand. It was odd feeling his bare head like that. Usually, he rubbed against the hood.
Tristan sighed as he looked at Tony, who was busy chilling out next to Tony. <You know, with rough skin, it could be harder to deal with for you. Smooth skin once in a while means rougher skin, which means a tougher hide.> Tristan smiled at Sierra, happy to hear her current team. "Ah, that's nice. Here's my list." He said, revealing his pokedex to reveal information on his team. It had a finneon, a sandshrew, a starly, a tyrogue, a machop, a monferno, and a scyther. Tristan smiled back as he pulled his pokedex back. It was still odd that his hood is now down.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 7, 2012 1:49:25 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra's eyes flashed indignantly as she realized that Tristan was totally checking her mussed up hair out. Her hat hair was like anyone else's - sort of flat and dull looking, different from the flow of the rest of her hair. Once she got her hat back on, she asked him the question and bit her lip at his response. "Okay. Sorry, I have a thing about people taking off my hat. Or pokemon." She confessed with an amused shrug, already somewhat over it.
Seryl was glad that the Machop was actually considering things from his point of view, and the point that he brought up caused the rock-hard dino to mull it over for a moment. <Plausible. There's no way of knowing that you're right until I see for myself.> He responded with a patient nod.
"Ooh, your pokemon look tough!" Sierra exclaimed as she gazed at the pictures of them stored on the pokedex. She was particularly taken by the cute looks of the Sandshrew and Scyther. Yes, she sometimes thought huge, scary pokemon were cute. It was a thing she had.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Tristan TALK|| <33
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Post by Italian Panda on Jan 7, 2012 3:41:00 GMT -5
Tristan looked at Sierra and her expression on how she had an issue with others checking her hair out. Though it wasn't different from his own hat hair, it was something...new to see at least. Though after a while, Tristan only laughed a little. "Oh man...you should have seen the look on your face. It was pretty funny. Haha. Its okay. Don't worry." After a good laugh, Tristan just sighed and apologized to Sierra for the laugh. Even if it did amuse him. <Well the best thing you can do now is give it a shot, right? Hehehe~> He said before giving a thumbs up to the dino himself. He stopped for now, but what will he do next? Well really nothing. All he did afterward was return into his pokeball, safe and sound. Tristan sighed a relief, now that he won't be coming out afterward. "Well he's gone. Finally, no more stupid comments from him. Haha."When Sierra put a mention on the sandshrew, Tristan could not help but just gaze away into thought. all those moments where Shina insulted him, disobeyed him, said complete crap to him. UGH. "THAT FREAKING SANDSHREW!" He said out loud until he realized what he just said. That was completely embarrassing on his part. ".....ya, you'd be surprised by the Pokémon you meet...." As for the scyther, he didn't really have anything to say. The only thing he can remember was that it had some sort of problem. "I don't know too much about Youmu, actually. The only thing I remember was that she had some sort of problem. What about your Pokémon? Anything special?"returned to pokeballOOC: Saw that your seryl evolved. Now all you have to do is teach him flamethrower, ride him, and then conquer the world.
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