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Post by ヽ(´▽`)/ on Nov 22, 2007 22:29:24 GMT -5
Soren looked over himself one last time making sure he was presentable. He was going to the lap that day and wanted to look presentable and as human as he could. Even though he didn't actually inherit any feature from his father, a Swellow pokemorph, he was always afraid that a stranger might notice and shun him just as everyone else from his village had.
Straightening his clothes and checking his pouch, he bent down to tighten his sandals, wincing slightly as he did so. His sandals weren't the best in the world, but he still insisted on wearing them, even when they were so rough on the skin. Making sure that everything was in place, he walked over to the laboratory, one hand smoothing his hair down on his forehead to hide the hideous brand that stood there.
The boy was just about to knock on the door when he noticed the information booth next to the lab that seemed rather intriguing. Knowing that flying types weren't really a common starter pokemon, he thought that he might take his chances with a random pokemon. Besides, what could he lose? The worse was that he would get a pokemon he wasn't too familiar with.
"E... excuse me?" he said softly, looking around for any sign of the Ranger that was supposed to help him catch his first pokemon.
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Post by tekka on Nov 22, 2007 23:49:26 GMT -5
The ranger popped out from seemingly nowhere. Damn those rangers and their crafty ways! She offered a rather mischevious looking grin, but it was all in pure fun. After all, she had just gotten back from a rather interesting little adventure.
"So, wanting to spice things up a bit for your journey?" She said, hand on her hip. The only reason kids came over to the ranger's section was to get a random starter that they would help them catch. Indeed, it was fun, and different than the other reigions, but sometimes it got a bit tedious.
"Well then, follow me - closely. Don't need you getting lost or hurt. Unfortunately, not all wild Pokemon are exactly friendly." Smirk.
She started off, trudging through the tall grass, though slow enough so the trainer could keep pace with her.
"Anything in particular you're fond of? I can't give you a garuntee, but I know what signs to look for.." idle chat while they talked. Always a good thing.
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Post by ヽ(´▽`)/ on Nov 23, 2007 9:20:00 GMT -5
Soren took a few seconds to look over the ranger. She seemed... passably nice. At least, it seemed like she didn't know about him and thought he was a human, like everyone else...
"Well... I was hoping for a flying type... although fire and electric pokemon aren't that bad either," he said. Although those were is favorite types, there were still many other pokemon that he liked as well. However, he decided to just cut it short, afraid that he would be asking for too much if he started listing all of the pokemon he liked.
As that thought faded away, another one came to take its place. His bottom lip was slightly nibbled on as he wondered if he should've even asked for anything in particular. Maybe this was a test to see what kind of person he was?
The more Soren thought about it, the more paranoid he became. Had he said anything wrong, anything weird? Should he have simply said that all pokemon were the same and equal, and so he didn't care which he got?
A chilling breeze made him shudder.
Most of the flying pokemon would be gone by now... along with the fire ones, he thought grimly. Why did he have to pick the coldest seasons in the year to start off? His clothing weren't the most appropriate either... Hopefully the winter wouldn't be too harsh and unforgiving.
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Post by ginga on Nov 23, 2007 10:26:29 GMT -5
"Well, kiddo, I guess we'll see. All depends what my Linoone brings back," the female ranger gently chided, hand resting upon her hip. She glanced at the tall grass and a lithe mixture of a badger and weasel, harboring luscious beige fur, skidded out. A pair of glacial eyes the blue of ice took in Soren's visage, but turned back to the ranger -- the male and usual ranger had lent it to her on occasions, this being one of them. "Well, go get 'em, Linoone!" was her command, and like a jet did the Linoone blur by, crashing into a nearby thicket of grass. Noises of a skirmish were soon prominent in the still, chilled morning air, and a young swine with a spiralling tail bounced out, eyes wild. The Linoone soon followed and pounced gamely upon its pray, slender claws pinning the Spoink to the frost-coated grass below. Whilst the pig struggled within the ice, the female ranger smiled wanly and launched a PokeBall in its direction. Within seconds, the Spoink was confined, and it only took several irate twitches of the sphere to confirm its capture. Level: 5 Gender: [ you decide ] Name: [ you decide ] Personality: [ you decide ] Attacks: Splash ( Ginga note: XD I'm sooo sorry. Train it up to level 7, when it learns Psywave, and adopt another Pokemon in the meantime. That's what I suggest. ) The she-ranger squealed girlishy. "Oh, it's so cuuuttee~ Congratulations!" she fawned, offering him a crimson bag of fine leather brimming the supplies. Pokeball x 6Healing Potions x 2PokeDoll x 1PokeDex x 1Room Key ( two nights )Ribbon Case
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Post by ヽ(´▽`)/ on Nov 23, 2007 10:43:46 GMT -5
Soren gave a little smile when he saw the pokemon. Even though it wasn't what he had hoped for, this pokemon didn't seem too bad.
"Thank you," he said politely, taking the supplies, along with the pokemon. He was confident that the spoink would be a great companion to him, even if it was a bit... useless at the moment.
With everything safely at hand, he turned to leave, his cape floating in the breeze, its moment times with every step he took.
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