Skittles
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Post by Skittles on Feb 7, 2011 14:00:09 GMT -5
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[/i] / "Others Speaking"[/color][/center] She moved silently as her Vulpix, Atlius, bounded behind her. Her, being the overly cautious person that she was, had her two, other pokemon, Kilbert and Beaux, scout ahead. Kilbert, being the loner that he tended to be, was more than happy to scout ahead while Beaux, wanting to stick by his trainer's side, was loathe to go. He and Atlius bickered back and forth over which would stay with the trainer and which would aid Kilbert with scouting. The Houndour was getting rather annoyed with their antics while the girl had to stop herself from giggling. They weren't trying to hurt each other, but they did wrestle until a sharp, warning bark left the Houndour's ebony lips. Sometimes, the girl believed the Houndour to be smarter than she. All three of her pokemon were more hyper than they usually were, considering their location. "Kilbert, be nice. Beaux, stop arguing with a girl and go with Kilbert. Atlius, follow me." She interjected quietly, hoping to have the situation cease with the kind words that exited her glossed lips. She trained her pokemon to attack and to be cordial as gently as she possibly could. It was no easy task, considering they often fought like cats and dogs. Kilbert had always been the first to walk away from conflict, though. The only time her Houndour refused to walk away is if his trainer was in danger or his team mates were threatened. He was borderline overprotective, and the girl loved that about him. Just as the two males were out of sight, she turned and kneeled down. With slender arms outstretched, she offered the Vulpix the chance to leap within their comforting grasp. Atlius had been her first pokemon, and she tended to spoil her when the boys weren't around. She stood slowly with the Vulpix in her arms and walked silently after the two pokemon that had gone ahead. On occasion, her head would lower to rest against the warm fur of the fire pokemon nestled in her arms. She cooed quietly, stroking the calm pokemon affectionately. Her bag had been slung hastily over her shoulder before they had began to move again. The comforting sensation of her mother's bracelet tingled along the pale skin of her wrist while the ring that was her father's fit snugly around her ring finger. To help her with scheduling, she had an old watch on her other wrist. It ticked rather faintly, and she could only guess that the batteries would be flickering out of existence soon. She pushed the thought aside with ease, deciding to buy more batteries in the next town. I hope the boys'll be okay on their own...[/color] word count; 456 muse; Awesome..could be better, though. <3 comments; Celestina is such a sweetheart. ^__^ tagged; N/A song; Bonnie Pink - Ring A Bell [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font][/color][/td][/tr][tr][td]  [/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by VEGETA on Feb 7, 2011 14:57:30 GMT -5
A little ways down into the Fire Pits a Camerupt could be seen lazily resting against a rock. It looked like It was in the process of falling asleep as it's eyes kept opening quickly and then closing slowly.
Farther away from that near the lava that was seeping through the melted rock were two Magcargo that seemed to be butting heads over something...maybe the spot or something? Only on closer inspection would one be able to tell.
Right below Celestina was a Houndour that seemed to be pacing around in an almost restless fashion. Wonder what it was so worried about...
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Skittles
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Post by Skittles on Feb 7, 2011 15:38:03 GMT -5
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[/i] / "Others Speaking"[/color][/center] Before the poor girl knew what was going on, Kilbert and Beaux came running back at full speed. She about jumped out of her skin before gaining enough control to set the restless Vulpix on the ground. "Shoot..what's wrong, guys?"[/color] She queried with a touch of concern as the Houndour butted his head against her leg. With a faint nod, she wandered in the direction that they had been fleeing from. It was much to the dislike of the Houndour, but she was feeling daring and chose to investigate. Her skirt was a minor issue, but she managed just fine. She hummed quietly as she walked, trying to create a distraction for herself while the three pokemon trailed hesitantly behind her. She had never been one that was particularly aware of her surroundings. Maybe that's why she ended up in so much trouble and her pokemon had to come to her rescue. Oh well, whatever didn't kill her only made her stronger. On the offchance she could catch a pokemon in the current location, she had taken a pokeball from the depths of her bag and placed it in the pocket that was nearest her hand for easy access. Kilbert sucked it up and walked beside her, pressing the warmth of his body against her leg. Beaux slowly followed suit while Atlius chose to continue to trail behind. "Let's investigate, guys. 'Kay?" She queried with false gusto. Of course, she had always been the type to investigate with or without the protection of her pokemon. She attempted to recall the words of her father but when this was in vain, she jogged in silence with her pokemon keeping up through short bursts of speed. She stumbled a few times but was quick to regain her balance. Without warning or direction, Kilbert skidded to a halt and released a nasty flameflower, increasing the power of his attack by using his ability, flash fire. It was obvious the Houndour was on edge and not playing around. Noticing this, her brow furrowed as she took an instinctive step back, ushering Beaux and Atlius behind her as she took up what had to be the most pathetic display of offense. With fists curled and inches from her face, she took up what could only be described as a Rambo stance. Her posture seemed to say bring it on while her facial features screamed to be left alone. She struggled momentarily to keep herself calm while her insides raged like a malevolent storm. She knew some defensive moves, but she wanted to appear strong for the sake of her pokemon, although deep down, she knew she wasn't about to fool anybody. Her pokemon seemed to know it as well because Beaux, the peaceful one, stepped forth and growled while Atlius, the calm one, stepped forth and bristled like a porcupine. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font][/color][/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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