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Post by Kyrie Hummer on Oct 7, 2011 11:19:36 GMT -5
Cold, wet, tired... that was what Kyrie was feeling. She was on the back of Damien, her Dragonair. The dragon type pokemon was swimming toward Orion City. Kyrie smiled a little as the city boardwalk came into view. It had been a loooooong trip from Hoenn, but she had finally made it. Now it was time to have a great vacation in this new area called Era. Kyrie didn't know what kind of place this was, but it was sure to be fun, right?
Kyrie jumped up onto the boardwalk and pulled out Damien's pokeball. "You were excellent Damien, no one else could have made the journey. You definitely deserve a long rest." Kyrie pointed the pokeball at the Dragonair and shot a beam of red light at it, drawing Damien in the device. She then shrank the pokeball and put it in her pack before looking around. This looked like a pretty nice city. "I wonder which way I should go first?"
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Post by Jay on Oct 7, 2011 23:37:39 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;)]Standing farther off on the boardwalk, one could see a dark haired figure leaning over a railing and staring out at the sea. Two dark locks of hair, each with a tie towards the end of them, set on either side of a slim face and rather cooled features. Dark brown eyes stared almost blankly out at the water. The clothes on the figure were loose in every possible meaning of the word causing a sort of androgynous figure to result though playing a little ways more towards a male format rather than female. This was Nero Ishi.
The dark haired cross dresser was somewhat tired, truthfully. She'd been given quite a lot of work in the past few days, and now that it had all been done, she was unsure of what to do with herself. It went like that, fast and slow but absolutely never somewhere in the middle, not that Nero protested to this style, rather she encouraged it more than anything. Standing somewhat away from his trainer on the actual railing, a male Gothita was staring rather hard out at the sea wondering what in the world his trainer was thinking to cause her to stare forever at the damn sea. Asa, the Gothita in question, was growing bored and fast. After a moment or so, he turned around and starting walking down the railing a ways before stopping to look back in case his trainer might call him back. However, she didn't, and therefore he continued to stray farther and father away. It was only after a good thirty seconds or so that Asa actually caught sight of the young girl returning her pokemon. Eh? Just simply staring, Asa turned his head slowly to one side.
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