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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 24, 2011 17:46:34 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] For some reason a prickle nipped at the back of his neck when she claimed she could find him. Though it wasn’t like he was a needle in a hay stack. He defiantly one of the easiest people to find. At least since he had returned to Era. “Certainly” He replied when she asked him if he would like to see something new. Last time she had shown him something it had been rather impressive and well, now he knew he would be rather curious if he didn’t see it now.
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Post by Jay on Jul 24, 2011 17:50:33 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]Reaching into her bag, Nero pulled out a smaller bag before then opening it and pulling out a needle. At the very tip of said needle, there appeared to be a rather interesting bend of sorts. "A new design," she explained calmly before taking out what appeared to be some sort of mix between a voodoo doll and a pin cushion. Inserting the needle into the material, Nero then pulled at it a bit and showed that it didn't come out very easily. "Try and pull it out without ripping fabric," she stated before handing over the doll. [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 25, 2011 22:35:22 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Lance watched as she pulled out the needles, not really seeing a huge difference in them compared to the ones she had shown him before. Though, other then the demonstrations she had shown him before, he hadn’t had the best look at them either. Either way, he took the doll she handed him and gave the needle a light tug. Sure enough the needle tugged at the clothe and did not slide out. It was odd though, the curve on the needle had looked so small. He hadn’t expected it to hold on so strongly. Very carefully he attempted to slowly pull it out, curving it slight yet as the needle came out, it still brought along some of the insides and tore a bit of clothe. “I’ll be sure not to anger you or the person who makes these.” He commented softly, still looking down at the doll and needle.[/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 25, 2011 22:41:02 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]"Now imagine trying to rip it from flesh and in a panic," was all she stated back after that. For a brief moment, Nero found her eyes focusing in on the fire and staring at it blankly. "Tree-Top Town provided me with nothing but the best...." It somehow also reminded her of the fact that she had caught a few pokemon there including another Miss Mime....Psychics... Ah... Lance liked... which type... Grass... and Dragons... "How is yourcatching and training going?" she asked after a moment. [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 27, 2011 0:00:14 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] “I don’t think Id want to try that,” Lance claimed as he held the doll towards Nero for her to take. His eyes then drifted to the fireplace, half of his mind listening to the man’s words, while the other half drifted in thought about the fire. Tree-top town was one place he had no intentions of ever visiting. He knew the people there were very protective of their home and he had a good feeling he would not be welcomed. The fire… He found the flame rather soothing despite the events of his past. It was also pleasing to the eye so late at night and the warmth was like no other. It made him wonder if Felis would enjoy such a thing or if he was just as scared by it’s flame as he was with fire pokemon. Something he probably never ask.
“I’ve evolved a few of my pokemon, and my collection of Dragon types has significantly increased.” He claimed, his eyes still looking at the fire as a small smirk formed on his face, “I nearly have one of every species. Something I suppose I should be proud of.” his eyes finally lifted of the flames of the fire and drifted to Nero, “Do you ever see yourself collecting every species of psychic types?”[/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 27, 2011 6:33:23 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]Taking the doll back, Nero bent the needle a certain direction and slipped it out of the doll with barely any sort of hole to be seen before setting he doll in her bag and sliding the needle up into the bun on the back of her head that tied back that mass of black hair that she refused to cut. Rather than settle on the flames that needed tending, after a brief second, Nero's eyes had settled themselves on the skyline instead. The almost-stars were out. So he had caught quite a few dragon types. However, if Nero remembered correctly, there were fewer species of such than that of Grass. At the part on evolving, Nero nodded slowly. "Which ones have evolved?" she asked calmly.
At the question, Nero shook her head calmly. "Probably not... there are those, like Mew, Uxie, Mesprit, and Azelf that don't reside in the region at all and are generally told to be too powerful or humans to obtain respectfully. Even.... Latios and Latias are part psychic...." Neo allowed her eyes to lower again before she took up a log and virtually overfed the fire. "But I have caught a few more....including a rather timid Abra." [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 28, 2011 9:15:50 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] “My Deino and a couple of my other dragons.” He replied. Not that he didn’t find it exciting that the others had evolved as well, he was just rather proud of his Deino. The pokemon had taken a lot to train and still would. There was a whole new set of things to teach the pokemon now that it had evolved and it he wanted it to behalf properly once it was a Hydreigon he would need to make sure it listened to him perfectly. Hydreigon’s were not easy pokemon to gain respect from. Not to mention that they could be highly destructive if not trained properly.
He found himself looking at the fire once more as she explained why she would never probably capture all of the psychic types there were. In that sense he most likely wouldn’t capture every dragon type either. He doubted he would even see many of them in his life time such as Dialga, Palkia, Giratina or even Rayquaza. “Latias and Latios are part dragon as well. I doubt I shall ever capture such a pokemon but I can always dream.” He liked to think he was a visionest though some parts told him he was far from. Not that it mattered really. Heck, if he really wanted to dig deep enough into himself he could even claim a bit of insanity but then, couldn’t you claim that of everyone? “Perhaps once it’s evolved it shall become less timid. I’ve heard many Abra’s are rather shy but their evolutions are rather powerful.” [/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 28, 2011 13:44:19 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]Nero nodded a bit. There was nothing wrong with dreaming on such things though somewhat of a wasted effort outside of actual sleep dreaming. Then again, the thought of catching a Celebi or Jirachi whose psychic powers were beyond those of any normal psychic was interesting.... but then even just interacting with them would be amazing. Or... even perhaps Mew...
At the comment on her Abra, Nero nodded. "Kadabra and Alakazam are powerful psychics," she nodded back. "Especially if given a Twisted Spoon or some other power item." She'd recently bought quite a few of those, in truth. It would help with work in the future to have such things.
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 28, 2011 23:53:16 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Lance nodded at her explanation that items such as a twisted spoon and other items could help the psychic powers of a Kadabra and Alakazam. “I’ve heard that the items help their psychic powers but I never did learn why.” He replied, his eyes still focused on the fire, “Does it help them focus their minds and channel their power, or perhaps something else I have yet to think of?” He asked before wondering if other items would help power up his grass and dragon types. He had heard their were items for all types that helped them grow stronger. Perhaps he would pick some up for his pokemon someday. Vipin would probably hate having to hold onto an item but like Lance cared. Really, all he worried about was his Zweilous eating what ever was given to him.[/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 29, 2011 0:05:48 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]Nero was quiet for a bit as she tried to find her explanation on how she thought it worked. From what Meteor and Gavin had said of it, they felt their powers extend through he items when they used them... So something of a medium then. "Something of a medium," she answered back confirming Lance's second statement. "Many different pokemon have items like that... A friend gave me a Metal Coat, and I gave it to my Aron to up his steel attacks." She explained as she thought about training her Aron in turn. She had a lot of work to do to move him up to Aggron, yet such a powerful steel type was good.
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 29, 2011 15:51:02 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Lance nodded at her explanation as he let out a small breath and leaned back as far as he could in his spot without falling off the log. “I shall have to make it a task of mine to collect such items for my own pokemon.” He replied as he thought a bit more on it. It would certainly never hurt. It was then that a thought came to his mind. One that had nothing to do with pervious subject from before but he asked it anyway. “What does an assassin do with their free time?” He asked still looking the fire, “I assume you do more then they do in the movies.”
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Post by Jay on Jul 29, 2011 16:16:33 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]Blinking slowly at the question, Nero found herself fighting down a sudden laugh that was trying to escape her. However, it finally worked its way out and hit the air. Despite the magnitude of said laugh, it was blindsided rather quickly by Nero's hand seizing her mouth and suffocating it before she slowly removed it again. "What most people do," she answered back. "Eat, sleep, shop, work on gang work, travel, train...." She gave a slow shoulder shrug before looking at Lance with a calmer stare. "Try and act normal even though we know we're not." Nero's face seemed to dull out completely after she had finished this statement and returned to something far more blank than it had been previously. It was true. For all she was, and for all her wrapped up emotions, Nero liked feeling normal, feeling almost human if unsure of which type of human. Just a dream of all things.... [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 29, 2011 17:35:27 GMT -5
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Lance was shocked when the man began to laugh. It was so… different. Like a child almost but not with the innocent life a child. No, it was more nervous as if they had been through things a child wouldn’t even be able to imagine. Though who was he to judge such a thing? No one human laughed the same. It did however, bring a small smirk to his lips knowing that he had been able to make the man laugh, even if it had been short. “I don’t think normal people have gang work to work on.” Lance claimed a tad teasingly before she claimed that she tried to act normal at times. Normal. What exactly was normal? He knew he always saw himself above normal and had never imagined others actually trying to be normal. No one ever noticed the normal people… yet… that also wasn’t true. “I can’t say I’ve ever tried being normal,” Lance finally spoke aloud, “What’s the point in being something you aren’t? Forcing yourself to change who you are. I’d rather fight for who I am then what others may expect me to be.” He almost sounded a bit angered by the end of that statement and in truth he was. For some reason it brought back memories of his fathers and those memories tended to anger him often. Yet here he was, only able to act as himself to one person while everyone else he was so fake towards. Someday that would change and he would be able to do as he pleased. There would be no more hiding in the shadows. Or so he thought. [/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 29, 2011 17:45:32 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]Something extremely uneasy flickered in Nero's eyes at Lance's comment on being normal, and after a moment, both brown spheres dropped and practically leered at the fire holding back just a little to make it appear more of a calm leer... or almost a blank stare even. She found herself dead silent after that, conflicted between being oddly angry and still very unsure of what to reply with. She wanted to be normal. She wanted to have been one of the normal girls - yes girls- who went to school in female attire, did whatever the hell it was they did, grow up and just...just what, exactly? Not even Nero was sure. Then again, what was even the use of wishing such a thing? She couldn't explain why she wanted it nor was there any logical reason that she could come up with to explain this driving need. After a good solid three minutes, Nero finally shook her head. "I get tired of fighting," she answered back. "There is no point in fighting a losing battle." [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 29, 2011 20:56:18 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Lance didn’t fully agree with Nero that fighting was only a losing battle. Sure one side and even sometimes both sides lost something but the gain for the side that came victorious was sometimes greater than the lose. Such as freedom over one’s life and country. Though Lance didn’t voice this. Instead he went a completely different direction with the conversation. “Then why fight?” Lance asked, his eyes finally drifting off the fire and onto Nero, “Though I would hate to see one of my assassins retire, I wont complain. Especially if they are leaving to do as they wish. Nothing is stopping you from finding an honest job or building a farm and living like a commoner.” At least he believed everyone had a choice or should have a choice. He had escaped his fathers grasp, had he not? Though there was much more he needed to work towards. Now the rest of Era needed freeing. [/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 29, 2011 21:08:32 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]"I could be a normal young man... do some sort of honest work... maybe be a knight... " she stopped at this realizing she wasn't sure where she was going with it and therefore falling into silence because of it. After a bit, she started again. "But I lack skills to be a trade's man or a shop keeper or a farmer even... I fight because I am excellent at killing on both the winning and the losing side," she answered back. It wasn't boasting in the least. If anything, she was stating her niche in the world as she saw it at the moment. [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 29, 2011 21:57:08 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Lance shrugged at her reply. To him it sounded more like an excuses to not try. Though in his mind anyone could manage to do the job of a commoner. It was why they commoners. Their lives were so simple and straight forward along with their jobs. Though that also made Lance believe that some part of Nero wanted to stay an assassin. Perhaps even enjoyed it. Though he wouldn’t say that aloud either. Perhaps just hint at parts of it. “I’m horrible at gardening and even though I know that I still want to try it.” In fact he was thinking of asking his brother to teach him. Felis had to be useful for something and that would help with the whole ‘bounding’ thing, right? “No ones good at anything when they are first learning. But if you try it and don’t like it then perhaps it‘s not what you truly want anyway.”
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Post by Jay on Jul 29, 2011 22:09:59 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]A rather thoughtful look approached Nero's visage. "I could be a herbologist, I guess," she answered back shrugging her shoulders slowly before picking up another log and throwing it on the fire. ".......A friend of mine once told me to go to college," she mumbled after a moment thinking over that being. Whitney. He, she, he was just like Nero as far as she saw it, and though they had only talked once at the clock tower, she found that he had had insight into things that she wanted answers to. "I guess if I had the money, I'd go down and study in the Orre." [/scrolly] |
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Post by Lady Leaf on Jul 29, 2011 22:28:24 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] A herbologist? That would actually… be an interesting job to have. He almost wondered if he could perhaps give such a thing a try as well… but for now he had other goals to work towards. He had no time for such a dream. And College? Well, that was an interesting thought. He had never gone himself, but the private schooling he had was just as good, if not better. Still… “Perhaps when my own goals and ambitions are not dwindling my funds, I could…” He had no idea where this offer was coming from yet he felt the need to, “sponsor the funds to pay for your schooling.” He could care less if others had no money to go to school yet as his one and only friend… he had no reason not to help the man. If anything, it was Nero’s luck in being able to befriend such a wealthy being as himself. [/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by Jay on Jul 29, 2011 22:40:17 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/NeroText.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(216),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:50px;margin-left:242px;color:#3c6b72;)]The rather honest look of confusion that suddenly plagued Nero's face at Lance's words could only be suppressed for a moment even as she tried to keep it under control. She hadn't expected him to... well.. She had just mentioned school because of herbology but... ._. Suddenly standing up and bowing, Nero sucked in some air slowly. "I did not mean to sound needy or anything of that nature...." she began iwth a rather controlled voice. "But... if your words are true.... I'd thank you," she murmured after a few seconds before slowly sitting down again. [/scrolly] |
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