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 Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 8:36 pm
*Ggggrrroowwwwlllll*
"Nergh....Mrph..." A thin rustle of blankets overshadowed the growl before it fell silent in the small dormroom. Unfortunately, it was not a silence that was ment to last:
*Gurgle....growl....."
"Nnnnuuuu...." Yet no resistance, especially with someone who had a bottomless pit, could stand against the angry call of the stomach. The lump under the colored blankets tried in vain to roll over and fall back asleep, but a rather harsh "snarl" fell the walls and, with an unhappy groan, a ragged lump of a human emerged from the cotton cocoon. With a yawn, a stretch, and a scratching of the scalp, the newbie Rocket pulled himself from the bed and shuffled over to his small stores of "emergency rations" only to find-
Nothing. The box was empty. Nothing, not even a Pringle was left. The Rocket was dumbfounded; had he really eaten his entire store out of nerves early?
"Dang it....By the wings of Lugia..." Of course, this was doing nothing to ease the growls and grumbles of his stomach. But, if he did remember correctly...wasnt there a pantry of sorts in the mess hall? That could have been hunger talking, but if he got caught wandering around at- a glance at the alarm clock read 1:19am, then he could always claim he was looking for the bathroom or something. With a sigh, F5 pushed a mane of messy hair out of his eye (he wasnt wearing his eyepatch so a large scar was visable over his left eye) and grabbed his flashlight before moving down the dark hall barefoot. No use waking Zanar, the pokemon could use some shuteye and, then again, he wouldnt fit down the hall anyway...
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 8:58 pm
"A... W... A... O... Uuuuuuuuugh!" The soft glow from a computer screen reflected off of a pair of large goggles. The owner of the goggles leaned back with a protesting squeak from the chair she sat in. She looked at the bottom corner of the computer screen. 1:20 AM glared back at her. She sighed.
"Newton, I need some coffee, I'm not even half-way done with this filing..." No sound, save the soft hum of computers. "Newton?" Nyx swiveled the chair around. No balloon pokemon anywhere to be seen. "Son of a- Where did you get off to now?!"
"Flooooooon!" The little Drifloon pulled at the handle on the refrigerator. No use. He puffed up angrily and smacked the fridge with one of his string-arms.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 1:42 pm
1:21 AM, an hour and twenty-one minutes into the accounted new day:
"H-Horatio, gimme a cu-' . . . Horatio! Go gimme a cup o' tea!"
Sleeping in a room that smelled no better than a Skuntank's rear end was surely impossible. Sorano's room was a complete mess, clothes littering the floor, booze bottles stacked up nearly to the ceiling and moldy food squished into whatever corners they could fit. His room would put the dirtiest of the dirty to shame. But of course, Mister Sorano Izaak Dinkly had not the thought of cleaning that particular hour of the morning. Rather, he wished to get back to sleep like any young man with a nasty hangover. This was only possible with a cup of tea and that was all the way in the cafe. There was no way in hello Davis he was going all the way to the cafe to obtain his warm required drink. His choice was to send Horatio, his servant Shuppet to get it for him. However, the Pokemon was no where in sight.
Cursing to himself in some unknown tongue, Sorano slipped on his Buneary slippers (with adorable pink ribbon adornments) and slammed the door open and closed as he stomped his way over towards said cafeteria. As he stomped down the corridor, Horatio followed after silently. He had gotten himself into the library again (this time not getting lost) and had decided to spend the night there catching up on some reading. The little Shuppet even considered staying in the library for the entire next day to rearrange shelves but . . . he had not picked up on the thought that Sorano might wake during the night and request him. From this, Horatio knew he was in the deep chambers of hello Davis.
Even though Sorano was rather irritated at his Shuppet for not be there when called, he ignored it and kept his steady trek down the hallway. He'd get there eventually at this pace . . . eventually.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 7:54 pm
About halfway down the hall leading to the Mess Area, F5 paused to sniff the air and grimced. Smelled like someone had made a group of Skuntank's angry or something...It must have been coming through the air vents...
Oh blah. That was nothing important to him. If someone's room stank out HQ then let them stink it out. Not his fault if someone needed to call a biohazard team in the morning. Moving on, he shined his flashlight on the un-decorated walls to make anything that stood out easier to see. Of course, this just made the shadowed portions of the hallway darker...God, this was starting to feel like something out of BioJolt. Next thing he knew, something was gunna jump out out an attack or whatever...
These thoughts continued for several more moments before the dull light finally revealed his destination: with a cry of delight, F5 was quick to dash through the double doors and straight towards the back. So intent, he didnt even take notice when the doors rammed into the walls with a loud BANG!.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 11:14 pm
"BANG!" Startled, the Drifloon passed through the fridge door and hid behind a jar of mayonnaise. Newton looked around, now in the fridge. It was cold. He didn't much like the cold. But look at all that food... The little Drifloon's mouth opened into a large O in the middle of his yellow 'x' as he grabbed the jar of grape jelly from the door and twisted the lid off. Someone didn't twist very hard. Newton sat there, behind the mayonnaise, shoveling jelly into his balloon-self.
"Not here..." Nyx stood at the door of the gaming room. She was sure this would be where Newton would be. He loved video games, especially fighting games. She threw her head back and sighed in exasperation. Only.... ELEVEN FLOORS to search for one small purple balloon.
She stood in front of the elevator, she'd already pressed the up arrow, but the elevator was on the 6th floor. Above ground.
"Grahhh...." She swung open the door to the stairs. It'd be faster this way.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:42 pm
Sorano's arched back straightened when the loud bang recoiled in his ears. At first, he thought one of his guns went off. But of course, there was no way that was going to happen. No one was in his room . . . hopefully. Sliding his feet across the floor again, Sorano made it to the entrance of the cafe. Just as he was about to push the door open, he spied one of those grunts he wish he did not know. Mister 'F5' or something like that. Sighing, Sorano opened his eyes briefly.
" 'ey . . . " he said, snorting a little. "Git outta tha way, I wanna git into the cafe . . . bloke."
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 9:25 pm
F5 thought he had seen something purpleish fly into the fridge (though it could have just been the lack of sleep messing with his eyes) and was about to open one of the doors when the slurred words caused the newbie Grunt to perk up and look over.
"Say what now?" The rocket stared at the other with an odd expression before shrugging. "Eh, if ye wanna get in, fine by me. But I claim the fridge first! There's a leftovah piece of pie in there with me name on it." With that, he turned his attention back to the cold storage. His sweet tooth, tingling with the idea of pie, urged him to open it. Who cared if it belonged to someone else? Finder's keepers.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 9:36 pm
There were muffled sounds coming from outside the fridge. Newton looked up from the nearly empty jar of grape jelly before he noticed a beautiful piece of pie...
"Flooooooon~"
Nyx finished searching the 2nd and 1st basement floors with no sign of her Drifloon yet. She headed up the stairs to the first floor. He had to be somewhere in the building. At least, she hoped he hadn't gotten out side...
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 7:36 pm
Sorano shrugged. People were such dolts. However, with the current hour of the morning, it was not surprising. Sluggishly, he made his way to the beverages location and pulled himself out a paper cup. He shifted it into the little slot of the machine and a buzz hum sounded as hot water dispensed itself into it. Removing the cup from the holder, Sorano turned to get sugar and the other essentials for tea before Horatio took note and freaked. "Shup!" he cried and it frightened Sorano causing him to fall back. The cup of water went flying up into the air before landing itself in the worst possible place a man could have extremely hot water land. He cried out in dismay, cursing in as many different languages of gibberish that existed. Blah.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 8:25 pm
F5 stared at the other Rocket went to go grab a hot drink only...it landed in a place no man wants something like boiling water to land.
And he could only burst out laughing, though a wave of pity also flared up along with the laughter at someone's misfortune. He tried several times to ask if Sora was all right or to apologize, but the unseen entity tickling him refused to cease. Instead, the Rocket choked a bit on his words and had to lean against the fridge to steady himself.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 8:34 pm
Newton grabbed a tassel full of pie and shoved it into his X.
"Floon!" He shouted with joy. It was delicious!
Nyx pushes through the doors of the cafeteria.
"Huh?" She looked between the male with wet pants and the one leaning on the fridge. "Have either of you seen a Drifloon around here?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 8:41 pm
Sora Sora did not know how to answer the young woman. Rather he screamed, "Oh, 'wenty-three gods! It burns!" which possibly meant a no. Horatio circled around to the fridge and pointed with the tip of horn on his head at Nyx. He had sensed another ghost Pokemon within the vicinity of the cafeteria but was unsure where it was coming from until now. He was positive the Drifloon was in the fridge, possibly shivering his little heart tassels off.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 11:26 am
Sora finally managed to compose himself, casting a shrug at Nyx and a glance of pity at Sora before making a move to open the fridge door.
There had to be som-
Everything paused when that door opened, and revealed what was inside: Sure enough, there was the missing Drifloon. But that wasnt what caused F5 to growl and reach in to try and strangle the balloon pokemon; that purple...thing has eaten HIS pie! No one touched his pie!
"Come here, ya little...." It was a bit challanging though. Someone had stored several larges dishes earlier and partially blocked his reach.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 11:54 am
Newton was spooked and spit some partially chewed pie at F5 before ghosting through the top of the fridge and staying out of reach of the loud pie covered man. He burped. He wiggled his 'butt' at F5. First dinner, then a show. This was great.
Nyx rubbed her forehead. There he was. Causing trouble. And eating her pie. Great, she'd been looking forward to eating that for breakfast.
"Uh. That would be mine... I'd appreciate if you didn't injure him."
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 7:46 pm
Horatio sweatdropped a little. What an interesting Drifloon. It was very . . . comical . . . in a way. He'd never think to act that way to. Such gestures were so . . . vulgar. Sighing, the Shuppet approached Newton nonetheless. "Shup?" he called with a slight tilt of his head, glancing at him. "Shup, shuppet?"
After convulsing upon the floor like a Magikarp out of water, Sorano picked himself up from the floor and shot a glare at the hot beverage machine. Yea, he wasn't feeling too well. He should return back to his pig pen of a room. Before he went, he stared at both F5 and Nyx.
"I neva seen ya t-two a'fore." he said, though his memory was probably playing tricks on him. "Tha name's So-ra-no. And yers?"
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