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✖✖✖xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx【Aiden E.Silva 】
♚ ɱood⇨Relaxed
Ⱦhe sϵxiɇst paяts of myßody . . .
♚ ρokemon⇨Houndour
. . . are my bяain, ʂpine, and ʛuts
♚ ɡoal⇨ Viridian city
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The professor seemed to back off for now, going ahead of her so he could lead. At least there was some pride in him left, a good sign that he hadn't completely folded in on himself mentally. Aiden smirked to herself wondering if he felt he had to lest she take over. There was some life in you, yet, Maple. Aiden easily caught up with his stride, arms crossed and head held high. Her self satisfaction was kept under lock and key, deciding she shouldn't give the man any more grief. Aiden was brought down from her high upon hearing the stuttered 'excuse me' from the timid girl. Aiden was a little unsure who the girl was speaking to, since her eyes were glued to the ground, making it hard to read past her shyness. She was so reserved in on herself Aiden imagined trying to get her to open up would be like opening a steel bare trap with bare hands. Even Houndour seemed to sense how delicate she was as he did not pay any mind to her. Instead the pokemon hung up near the front where he could lead. While he kept enough space between himself and Maple, Aiden allowed herself to fall back in stride next to the girl. "Did you have a question?" Soon enough the other boy with the dark blue hair walked over to talk to the blond. So both of these two were from Unova? Sad to say, Aiden didn't know much about Unova at all. The pokemon there were unknown to her, save for the Unova trainers who had challenged Lt.Surge. The only pokemon she knew were from that region were Emolga and Excadrill, both pokemon used in a battle against the gym leader. Feeling like the two were going to reminisce, Aiden looked around at the peaceful scenery. The shuffling of shoes against the dirt road and the crunching of gravel underfoot was oddly calming. The dirt road ahead was like a brown strip amongst a plain of green and gold that cut through even the forest up ahead.
Seriously, this wasn't so bad. When she was in a group she could take the time to relax and just observe everything. That didn't mean she wasn't watchful for potentially dangerous pokemon. Her gaze swept the area until they rested on a tall tree with orange leaves. Aiden took a moment to stop and head over to the tree. Little white flowers peppered the tree, accompanied by round blue berries Aiden only knew too well. A genuine but very small smile curled on her lips.
"Hey Lucca!" Pap. A blue berry was bounced off the back of his head and rolled off into the collar of his jacket. s**t, if he slapped the back of his neck he would have blue juice all over. Aiden held an armful of Oran berries she was passing out. Her first concern were the Charmander and Cubchoo, the latter looking to be really worn out. Aiden knew Fern was on her way to healing but it couldn't hurt to smother her with berries that restored health. Aiden turned to the girl with the Cubchoo, offering a handful of berries to her. "I'm not sure if you have Oran berries in Unova, but these will heal your Cubchoo and give him energy." She was only guessing the Cubchoo's gender, really. Somewhere up ahead Houndour rolled his eyes and made a noise of distaste in the back of his throat. It didn't go by unnoticed with Aiden. She wanted to chuck a berry at him, just to see if he could catch it in his mouth. She refrained herself as Houndour was in a grumpy mood, his head hung low and she could tell he wouldn't appreciate it by the way his shoulder blades moved under his skin. Every muscle tensed up while he raised his head upon hearing a rustling in the grass. The Houndour exhaled harshly from his nose and let out a low rumbling growl from the back of his throat as a warning to his trainer. Three or so Rattata broke free from the tall grass and kept on running across the trail before dissappearing on the other side. Houndour resumed his grumpy disposition and continued forward with the Professor. The pokemon was a canine, and like most pokemon of similar species, such as Poochyena, Mightyena, and his evolution, he could sense when a trainer was skilled. The attitude or personality of the trainer didn't matter, Houndour didn't mind hanging up front and walking along side the man. With an unskilled trainer, Houndour would have walked ahead and taken the lead. With Aiden he would sometimes push his limits with her to see how far he could go.
Seriously, this wasn't so bad. When she was in a group she could take the time to relax and just observe everything. That didn't mean she wasn't watchful for potentially dangerous pokemon. Her gaze swept the area until they rested on a tall tree with orange leaves. Aiden took a moment to stop and head over to the tree. Little white flowers peppered the tree, accompanied by round blue berries Aiden only knew too well. A genuine but very small smile curled on her lips.
"Hey Lucca!" Pap. A blue berry was bounced off the back of his head and rolled off into the collar of his jacket. s**t, if he slapped the back of his neck he would have blue juice all over. Aiden held an armful of Oran berries she was passing out. Her first concern were the Charmander and Cubchoo, the latter looking to be really worn out. Aiden knew Fern was on her way to healing but it couldn't hurt to smother her with berries that restored health. Aiden turned to the girl with the Cubchoo, offering a handful of berries to her. "I'm not sure if you have Oran berries in Unova, but these will heal your Cubchoo and give him energy." She was only guessing the Cubchoo's gender, really. Somewhere up ahead Houndour rolled his eyes and made a noise of distaste in the back of his throat. It didn't go by unnoticed with Aiden. She wanted to chuck a berry at him, just to see if he could catch it in his mouth. She refrained herself as Houndour was in a grumpy mood, his head hung low and she could tell he wouldn't appreciate it by the way his shoulder blades moved under his skin. Every muscle tensed up while he raised his head upon hearing a rustling in the grass. The Houndour exhaled harshly from his nose and let out a low rumbling growl from the back of his throat as a warning to his trainer. Three or so Rattata broke free from the tall grass and kept on running across the trail before dissappearing on the other side. Houndour resumed his grumpy disposition and continued forward with the Professor. The pokemon was a canine, and like most pokemon of similar species, such as Poochyena, Mightyena, and his evolution, he could sense when a trainer was skilled. The attitude or personality of the trainer didn't matter, Houndour didn't mind hanging up front and walking along side the man. With an unskilled trainer, Houndour would have walked ahead and taken the lead. With Aiden he would sometimes push his limits with her to see how far he could go.
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