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Post by moist on Sept 22, 2010 23:51:48 GMT -5
Turn back turn back go to the lab oh shit what are you doing.
Garett ignored his absurdly loud inner voice, strolling down the road on the right, the Ranger Station coming into view. To be honest, this WAS an awful idea, but there was something so boring about picking from a group of mediocre starters. Maybe he could get something with big fangs and lasers down here, or... or one of those useless ones that turns into a dragon. That'd be neat. You'll get a magikarp. It'll happen. It will. And I'll be laughing. He came to a halt infront of a shabby looking building, knocking quietly. Did he walk in or just wait for someone to answer the door?
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Post by DR-@@GON on Sept 23, 2010 0:28:07 GMT -5
::houndoom:: A woman was sitting, lounging inside of the Ranger Station with a sultry look on her face. Her hair was dyed blonde and draped like a furling curtain down to her shoulders, her eyes far overdone with mascara. A flashy red dress adorned her full body, furling over the middle and on the bottom at her knees. In one smooth hand a cigarette gave off smoke, while the other was rested upon the plastic table in front of her. She'd been on duty for a while, but oh, how she loved to laze around.
Hearing a knock on the flap of the tent..... She stood and walked, in her tall heels, over to the visitor to answer. Pulling open the flap, she locked eyes with the newcomer. "Well, well. You know, tent flaps are not for knocking." She said, taking a drag of her drug and blowing a plume of smoke to the side. "Well, I'm assuming you're here for a Pokémon." Purred the woman, fingering a pokeball that was tied to her neck by a necklace.
The girl pressed it once to enlarge it, then twice to allow her Pokémon to come out. What came out was not a Jynx, nor Delcatty, nor Persian, but a rather large Houndoom that pawed the ground in an enraged fashion. The woman laid her hand upon the savage beast, stroking his dark fur as if he were a mere pet. "Go. Find a Pokémon for our guest." She commanded. Snarling, the 'doom pivoted, then ran into the enclosure that held all sorts of wild Pokémon within it.
Turning back to Garett, the girl smiled lightly. "Well, let's get to know each other. My friends call me Claire. What should I call you?" She said, taking another drag of her cigarette.
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Post by moist on Sept 23, 2010 0:42:04 GMT -5
Garett cocked an eyebrow upon being greeted by the ranger. This certainly hadn't been what he was expecting. "Sorry, I didn't want to intrude on... whatever goes on in there." he replied, jumping back in bewilderment as the Houndoom made it's appearance. He stared in awe as it darted away, kind of hoping it would find an identical copy of itself to bring back.
"Oh, uh. It's nice to meet you, I guess." It wasn't. She made him want a cigarette. "I'm Garett. Started my 'journey' yesterday." he extended a hand just to be polite.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 23, 2010 9:44:19 GMT -5
::rangerf:: ::houndoom:: Ranger Claire
She raised an eyebrow at the explanation, but refused to comment on it. It wasn't a subject worth talking about anyways, especially when trying to be friendly to a new acquaintance. Her cigarette smoke drafted around Garett's nose, as if teasing him to come smoke with her. She held a soft hand over to Garett to politely shake back with him, offering a weak handshake.
"Yesterday, huh? So are you from around these parts? I'm not that sure how long it takes to get over here from the other regions. By boat, at least." She shrugged as she leaned back on one of the long wooden tables. Claire paused for a moment, thoughtfully rubbing her chin as if trying to remember something.
"Ah, how rude of me. Would you like a cigarette while I get you a Starter Pack?" She asked, scuttling to one of the drawers and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. The Starter Packs were in the back, but it wouldn't take long to get them.
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Post by moist on Sept 23, 2010 9:54:26 GMT -5
"Oh, y'know not too far away. I just walked from the next town over. Nearly got shanked. Slept in a ditch. It's been pretty rewarding thus far." Garett shrugged, wishing he was joking. He followed Claire into the tent, inhaling and exhaling the second hand smoke like it was... well, nicotine. Garett found a seat, watching as the lady pondered something before breathing a heavy sigh of relief. "That's really kind of you. Haven't had one in a week." he smiled, taking a cigarette from the pack.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 23, 2010 10:22:47 GMT -5
Ranger Claire
As she strutted her cute figure over to the back of the ten, she bent over to pick up one of the cardboard boxes with the Starter Packs. She rummaged through them to find one that didn't look like it was made in a sweat shop and finally found a suitable one. Taking it out and brushing off the dust, she made her way back to the smoking teen and handed it over to him.
"A week, huh? I can hardly last two days without one." She said with a bit of regret, inhaling that sweet sweet smoke like it was an attractive man's cologne. She looked as if she was going to make more small talk when a loud howl signaled the completion of a capture.
"That's my cue. Follow me, Garett." She winked at him as she held the tent flap open for him, just so it wouldn't rudely hit him in the face. The howling kept persisting to help the Ranger find her Houndoom's location. She found her Pokémon rather quickly, who was in the process of squishing a small bug with his large paws.
"Aw, that's what you found? Well, rules are rules." She said with a sympathetic sigh, tossing a Pokeball at the Nincada and catching it. Picking up the Pokeball, she handed it over to Garett. Hopefully he could find a better Pokémon in the routes, or maybe buy something worth training.
You get:
Nincada Level: 5 Attacks: Scratch, Harden, Leech Life, Bug Buzz
::starterpack:: Starter Pack
::pokeball:: x 5 ::potion:: x 3 ::pokedex::
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Post by moist on Sept 23, 2010 11:21:17 GMT -5
Garett took a long drag, leaning back as he felt the smoke coursing through his lungs. Not that there was anything to lean back on, but you know. The howl of what he HOPED was Claire's houndoom caught him slightly offguard (read: Slightly meaning "Holy shit I nearly swallowed my cigarette"). The young trainer hesitantly followed, dreading what manner of useless crap he would be presented with. I told you this wouldn't go well. his inner voice rang, sounding almost smug. Or as smug as inner voices can get.
However, upon seeing the Nincada, Garett lightened up a little. He knew about this thing, and while it wasn't THAT impressive, it evolved very quickly. "Aw. I don't think it's that bad. he smiled, squatting down and giving the bug a poke. "Thanks for your time. And the smoke." Garett said, grabbing the bag and pokeball containing his new partner and heading out the tentflap. Looking back, why did he feel the need to knock on this thing?
"Ciao!"
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