Keep your wick in the air (Mod/Open)

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[Jay]

Slowly, the pokemon left again as quietly as they had come. It grew quiet after that... Hm...No wait.. what was that? A small Gothita appeared to be stepping forwards. However, she was also followed by an Absol who appeared to be following directly behind her.

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[Jay]

The Gothita nodded her head. Indeed, she enjoyed the music quite a lot ^_^. It was nice to hear to say the least of it. Upon being addressed, the Absol slowly lowered his head nodding. He had mostly come not for the music but to keep an eye on the young psychic. <What music was that!> the Gothita asked in pokemon not yet learning the ways pf psychic communication.

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[Jay]

A rather cool smile came onto the face of the Absol, and he seemed to nod his entire form rather slowly at it. Younglings need to watched out for at the least of it all. The Gothita seemed to grin and nodded her head at the question. It'd be nice to hear more! Putting her hands together in front of herself, she waited patiently very much like a human child in some respects.

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[Jay]

The Gothita's eyes grew rather large, and a smile wrapped itself on her face. "Thita!" she answered back asking more or less if he really meant it. That would be fun! The small pokemon looked back at her Absol friend who blinked a moment and then looked rather calmly at Osiris. For a few seconds, the Absol seemed to think deeply before slowly bowing his head again. If that was what the youngling wished...he would continue to follow her...

[Ethereal]

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[Jay]

"Thita!" The Gothita answered back before reaching up and poking the pokeball lightly with her short arms. In half a second, she was drawn into the ball, and it seemed to ring in capture rather smoothly in the seconds that followed.


Name:
Species: Gothita
Gender: Female
Ability: Frisk
Personality: Rather young and playful, this Gothita loves to listen to music and is often prone to wandering off when she hears something pretty being played. She has a seemingly undying innocence and sees everyone as friends. This proves to have both positive and negative consequence. One, she seems to get along with just about anyone, but too, she could easily be hurt by people and not even fully realize it.


The Absol seemed to wait until he was sure that the Gothita had disappeared into the ball before slowly raising a paw and then putting it on the pokeball. Red light consumed him, and he too disappeared into a pokeball which rang in capture.


Name:
Species: Absol
Gender: Male
Ability: Super Luck
Personality: This Absol is a rather stoic one under most circumstances. He takes things as they come and prefers to follow rather than lead. He is not usually one to show aggression except under strict circumstances one of them being any harm coming to the Gothita he was caught with. On these terms, he becomes a harsh and all but cruel being seeking retribution above all else.


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What began as a soft hum could be heard far off to the left of Osiris. If one turned his head, he could see a flash of green hair here and there as a figure walked with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders leaned a fraction in correspondence with the rest of his body. If one focused in a bit more, he could see the full form of a young man with a black thin collar around his neck just above his purple and black shirt. Alvaro Gean walked through the Haunted Grove without any sort of care in the world at that moment in time. He hadn't noticed that anyone else was there just yet and seemed perfectly content to remain oblivious.

[Ethereal]

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[Jay]

Upon being greeted, Alvaro found stopped in mid thought and allowed his purple eyes to stare at whom had addressed him. A light smile plagued the green haired man's lips as the question was posed about why he was there. Well, the questioner seemed cordial enough, at leat. "Currently just walking where my legs take me," was all that Alvaro came up with in that moment, and, in fact, it was very well true. Alvaro had never been one to actually pursue an area or anything for that matter, really, and for most of the years of his freedom life, he had simply gone with the flow of things following what he felt was the right path to go on (whether it landed him in trouble or not).

"I'm guessing you have business here though," the green haired man finally chimed back rather easily extended an index finger in the air and shimmering his ungodly neon green nails for half a second. Somewhere in the world, a fashion designer over the color, yet this was lost on Alvaro who actually very much liked the color. "Though whether you wish to tell me or not is up to you, hahahah," Alvaro finished after another second.

[Ethereal]

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[Jay]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/alvaromid2.jpg] [scrolly:h(196),w(410),sy]Alvaro brought a hand to his chin in thought on actually going through gravestones. He and the undertaker had made quite a few graves in the time they had been working together, yet it never seemed to strike up Alvaro's interest as to who a person was or why they had died. It all seemed... well.. boring... Life was all pretty much the same, and death was well the end of it was it not? Then again, maybe Alvaro had been around too much death for his own good... though the green haired man wouldn't accept this in the least given that he didn't look back at the past that much as anything more than what already happened and therefore not worth worrying over anymore. After a few seconds, he realized that the man before him had asked for his name. Taking the hand and shaking it, Alvaro grinned. "Alvaro Gean," he answered back with an ease about him. "And your name?" he asked lightly. [/scrolly]

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[Jay]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/alvaromid2.jpg] [scrolly:h(196),w(410),sy]The name rang no bells in Alvaro's mind, though in this man's defense, Alvaro didn't 'get out' much save for the social interactions that each day seemed to give and take from him on a regular basis of sorts. Even then, it was rather rare for Alvaro to full remember a name unless said person had made a rather interesting impression on him in some way shape form or function. Upon seeing the pokeball break free and the Natu sitting there, Alvaro's eyes stared rather calmly but with a deliberate focus as he went over the anatomy of the psychic bird. They were odd creatures.... Alvaro had stuffed one once, personally as a request from the poor owner who had cried for a good hour before she even made the request explaining that she had hoped to see him evolve before Death snatched him away. In truth, it had thrown Alvaro into a fit of giggles, though he had tried to resist the urge to laugh in front of the woman. After a moment, the purple eyes moved back and rested on Osiris's face. "A pleasure to meet you both," he answered back within the next five seconds or so. "And I am sorry, but your name rings no Chimecho for me. Were you once in politics or maybe some sort of 'war' hero of sorts?" He left war vague... not one to choose sides on anything, Alvaro simply left it up to Osiris to decide which way he wanted to actually take the statement. [/scrolly]

[Ethereal]

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[Jay]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/alvaromid2.jpg] [scrolly:h(196),w(410),sy] Upon hearing that the man had advised Nolan, Alvaro simply nodded his head a little. Ah, so he was someone of importance in the past then given that Alvaro was aware of the situation of Era though he didn't really care on either sides of it Well that explained why his name would have been known then.... However, Alvaro mentally fidgeted at both the words 'holy' and 'healer' that came after the first explanation. Being more or less of an atheistic clan as well as rather still spiteful of some doctors who had, as he assumed, frightened his mother into being the way she was about him, Alvaro mentally found himself ready to run over Osiris on both accounts. However, this emotion quickly died in him when he came to terms with the idea that fighting would probably ruin the rest of his day. After a moment, he simply chuckled to himself and nodded a little. "Ah," was the answer he came back with. "No then it is probably just me," he grinned. "I don't deal in the world of fame and what not and tend to be socially blind to it..And I'm aware of that," He grinned a bit more. "But when you say 'holy healer' what does that mean?" Ah... damn it seemed his curiosity was going to bite the bullet on that one in the end of it. Oh well. [/scrolly]

[Ethereal]

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[Jay]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/alvaromid2.jpg] [scrolly:h(196),w(410),sy]Alvaro was all but eerily calm as he listened to Osiris's words and as the blood of skepticism worked its way into his vessels. However, he was still far from saying anything and even continued to listen to Osiris despite the fact of words of 'mystical arts'. The words of spirits and beings beyond death drew a chuckle from Alvaro. Spirits... now those... had at least some accurate meaning to him... They were people still trapped in time despite the fact that their bodies had died....As far as angels and demons went, all Alvaro saw them as was human.... and Gods... heh... now that was a complete lie. As the man shifted over to healing, Alvaro chuckled a little and offered a rather interesting smile. Money, eh? Alvaro had none of that... He made it a habit not to carry currency at all. "Heh... sorry, but I lack money," Alvaro answered back shaking his head. "And my illness isn't something anyone can cure," he chuckled a bit more or less suddenly associating living with being the illness, in effect. His life was shortened, and he knew it given that doctors didn't keep their mouths shut. There was nothing anyone who had come and gone could do about it, and instead, Alvaro had made it his philosophy in life. Live for the day because you didn't know if you had another one. For all Alvaro knew... he could wake up tomorrow dead. [/scrolly]