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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 4:02 am
Location Details Region: Kanto
Location: Celadon City
Time of Day: Evening
Season: Spring
Bombs, trinkets, gadgets, you name it and the Snivy had the ability to tinker with them. Admittedly, he wasn't much of a pyromaniac and probably never would be, but he did have a reasonable understanding of explosives. Truth be told, his expertise lay down more crafty avenues, generally in the shape of technology and more especially in the 'clouds' - such was the name for the virtual world and its storage hubs. He wasn't quite a hacker, but when he needed information or needed to set something in motion, he had the ability to do so.
...Granted, it had taken him a solid year of reading to learn, but he'd gotten there eventually.
Alas, this evening was one of business, plotting and general, nefarious deeds. Following a meeting with one of his many cohorts, a plan had been set into motion that would secure all parties involved with a substantial amount of cash. It was a relatively simple plan, the only catch was that certain files needed to be borrowed. Each cohort had agreed to pursue a number of these individual files and while some chose to use direct methods (burgarly was still in fashion, apparently), Narcissus had come to the conclusion that he could acquire what he needed from the comfort of his own home. After all, everyone seemed to keep their data in the virtual world nowadays!
It was with this in mind, that the Snivy now found himself hunched over his laptop. A number of external harddrives, documents, blueprints and scribbled notes strewn about both the coffee table and his feet. A total mess to be sure, any visitor might have assumed that the place had been hit by a bomb but such a conclusion could be largely attributed to the small size of the apartment and the increasing volume of paperwork.
He'd tidy up at some point, just not right now.
Nevertheless, he was often accused of being single-minded at certain points and as such, his decision to ignore the mess could be excused. After all, his immediate concern came in the form of the wall of text that flickered, shifted and updated on his screen every few seconds. He was making progress, it was slow progress but it was sufficient. However, he had finally reached that critical point and couldn't afford any distractions.
He sucked in a breath, then released it again in the form of a deep sigh - it was going to be a long night...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 12:46 pm
To say that Henry was hungry was an understatement. Yes, he ate normal food but he also needed electricity to survive and he was lacking that at the moment. His ears were drooping and his steps were becoming a little heavier as he lifted a hand to rub his eyes. Hungry, tired, and without a place to stay, he was beginning to realize that he was most likely in more trouble than he previously thought. Despite his believe that he could survive on his own and make new friends, this city was big and full of people that seemed so cold, so unfriendly.
Heaving a small, discouraged sigh Henry continued to trudge down the street, staring at the ground as he focused on putting one foot in front of the other. However after a moment he paused and glanced around, biting his lip; it was getting dark and the street he was on was completely empty. Pulling his coat tighter around himself he continued to glance around, wary after everything that he had seen.
After a few moments his eyes fell on something that had him freezing in his tracks, lips parting and eyes widening. His hunger returned as he stared at the exposed breaker box on the side of the of the building, swallowing thickly as he glanced up and down the street. There was a moment's hesitation before he dashed toward the box, biting his lip as he fumbled with the clasps that held it shut. As it opened he glanced around again, feeling horrible and like a very bad Pokemon.
Reaching inside the box he shifted the clips and pulled free the wiring, biting his lips as he stared at the exposed copper. Finally he leaned forward slightly, slipping it between his lips and humming softly at the steady flow of electricity. He practically sagged in relief as he absorbed the precious energy, something that he hadn't had in days. Mentally he hoped he didn't get caught, especially not with wires in his mouth. It was difficult for others to comprehend why a human would be sucking on electrical wires and... Well, not electrocuting themselves.
(( OTL sorry that this is so short and lame. ))
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:07 am
It started with the flickering of the lights in his apartment, it had been a brief 'blip' and he hadn't shown any immediate concern towards it, but when he witnessed the clock on his dresser shut off and then back on again, he had known something wasn't adding up. Celadon City was not a location that was well known for power outages, on the contrary, it boasted a constant flow that ensured it was lit up like a christmas tree every single day of the year. While a lightbulb could die from overuse, thus causing a flicker, other appliances just didn't turn off in such a manner...
The Snivy paused in his work, his attention directed towards the clock as the digits now flashed insistantly towards him. He could reset it, that would be the most obvious solution, but he couldn't really leave his work unattended at such a vital stage. That being said, the flash of red that graced his cheeks and startled his eyes was doing him no favours. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Narcissus was posed with both options and considered each in turn - a clock only took a few moments to reset and given the rate of his download, it would take longer for it to complete. Logically speaking, one could safely assume that a moment with his back turned wouldn't cause all that much harm.
Decision made, the male pushed himself off of the couch and strode towards the exasperating device on the table across the room. It was only when he was three steps away that he heard it, the telltale 'click' as the laptop behind him shut down. An overwhelming sense of dread crept into his stomach and he closed his eyes momentarily, dismissing the frustration toward the clock as he very slowly turned in place. He was unsurprised to find there were no blinking lights to indicate life and this was promptly reinforced by the silence and darkness that enveloped the room soon after.
A power outage.
If he had been a man who had any inclination towards desperate laughter, he might have released a delirious chuckle. He elected to release a stream of colourful language instead, accompanied by a swift kick to the coffee table that the laptop was position on. In all his years in Celadon City as both a pokemon and a Gijinka, he had never witnessed a powercut. They just didn't happen - it was sod's law that it happened while he was in the middle of something vitally important!
He sucked in a tense breath, his teeth gritting as he strode towards the window with the assumption that others would be in a similar position to him. Equally 'put out', they would no doubt but reasonably vocal in their frustration and he would simply be able to bask in it as they voiced his opinions to. Unfortunately for the Snivy this was not to be - the moment he opened the curtains, he was greeted by the familiar glow of neon lights in the distance... It seemed only his building had been hit.
Throwing the curtains shut again, Narcissus released another string of curses and swept towards the door. Experience had taught him that there was no use relying on the janitor to do anything in here and as such, he might as well do it himself. Under the impression that the source was a blown fuse or tripped switch, he pulled on his coat and stalked down the stairs. However, what the Snivy witnessed when he landed outside the complex was not something he had anticipated, after all, it wasn't everyday that he stumbled upon someone sucking on wires.
More importantly, why hadn't the individual been killed on contact?
"What in the name of all that's holy are you doing?" he enquired dryly, his arms folding across his chest. With an expression that was decidedly unimpressed, no one could mistake him for a benevolent or charitable individual at this moment in time.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:14 am
Henry was in a state of bliss, having practically already gorged himself on power. His eyes were closed as he slowly ingested the energy from the copper pressed tightly between his lips. His stomach had stomach bothering him a few moments ago but he just couldn't bring himself to relinquish the source of such glorious energy. When he was just a tiny Joltik his owners used to give him an entire power strip to suck the electricity from to keep him healthy and happy. This was, in fact, even better than that since it was coming from a more pure source.
Henry didn't hear the footsteps of anyone approaching, he was too distracted. Really, due to how he had been raised, it was difficult to believe that he had survived on his own for so long. It was apparent that the wariness of most trained or wild Pokemon wasn't present and that he had never been outside the tiny village he had grown up in. When it came to the world around him, he was very lost, and obviously didn't realize that he may not get away with what he was doing with a simple scolding.
Thus when he heard the voice he jumped and pulled away from the box, his eyes wide and his ears drooping immediately at the sight of the other man. Swallowing thickly he slowly stepped away from the box, his hands lifting to fist and press against his upper chest; he obviously wasn't used to doing 'bad' things, nor being caught doing them. He'd been so hungry at the time, however, that he simply couldn't resist the lure of feeding of electricity like he had done before.
"I-I'm s-sorry..." Henry gasped out, voice trembling a little; he was borderline panicked at being caught. "I-I was j-just s-so..."
Unconsciously the Joltik began to spark a little as he took a small step away from the green-haired man. It didn't cross his mind that the other man really didn't look that intimidating, he was simply too worried about his possible impending punishment. He had never gotten in trouble like this, in a strange, large city surrounded by people he didn't know and didn't seem to care about him in the slightest. To say he was disconcerted was an understatement.
"A-are you going to hurt me...?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 2:59 am
Narcissus's arms wrapped tighter around his chest and his eyes shifted heavenwards in an attempt to seek some inspiration. Alas, he received none and when he returned his gaze to the smaller man he was greeted with the sight of a very apprehensive individual - one might have even been so bold as to observe he was almost cowering. The Snivy could do nothing more than purse his lips at this observation and shook his head ever so slightly, why was it that certain people always looked at him as if he had just kicked a puppy, or alternatively, as if they were the puppy who had just been kicked. This was of particular annoyance whenever he hadn't even 'kicked' the aforementioned puppy yet!
However, what irritation he may have possessed momentarily subsided as Henry began to spark and clearly indicated that he wasn't as normal as he seemed. Admittedly, the fact that he hadn't been obliterated when he nibbled on a power cable should have been the first clue, but Narcissus hadn't really been inclined to give due consideration. Suffice to say that when someone or something ruined days of progress, one wasn't overly concerned with the finer details. Frustration, irritation, exasperation and a variety of other emotions often dominated an individual's mindset in those moments. If Narcissus had not been an individual who exerted such discipline over his own mind, he might have fallen into the category of 'angry' and left it at that.
"Gijinka," Narci observed with a wry flicker in his tone. Henry was the second he had met in so many days and just like the Eevee, this blonde haired 'boy' radiated with an aura of naivity. In an immediate sense, Narcissus could discern that the Joltik was significantly more vulnerable than Hitsuzen had been, but he couldn't help but draw comparisons anyway. Once again he was forced to question why Musharna would grant humanity to those who didn't know how to use it - seriously, at which point did any pokemon consider it normal for a human to suck of a charged and unbroken electrical circuit?
How had Henry survived this long with such odd ball quirks?
...Same way as Hitsuzen probably - luck.
"Relax," he ordered after a moment of consideration, a snort escaping from his nostrils as he fixed his scarlet gaze on the tiny man before him. "Harming you would require considerable effort and I have no desire to expend that amount of energy," he continued. It was at this point that Narcissus fell silent and allowed his words to sink in as he gave his head a jerk to the side. The rebellious strands of teal that had fallen across his eyes shifted in those moments and he settled into a more comfortable stance.
"So," he spoke again and lifted a brow. "While I'm deciding how best to deal with the inconvenience you've caused me, perhaps you should explain why you were sucking on the main power line to my apartment complex." He finished. His tone as he spoke indicated that this was not a request, it was an order and it was probably a good idea to humour him for the time being...
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 11:54 am
"G-Gijinka?" Henry questioned softly, shrinking back from the other man, still feeling that he was in a horrible amount of trouble.
Deep down he knew he wasn't being irrational in thinking the other man should be furious with him. In thinking the situation over, he had cut off his power, possibly in the middle of something he was enjoying. He knew his previous owners always got mad at him whenever he chewed on the cable of that glass box that they watched the moving pictures on. Perhaps this green-haired man had been doing something like that and he'd rudely interrupted him for his own selfish reasons. Henry thought he was proving to be a very bad Joltik.
His hands lifted, curled, and the heels pressed against his forehead as he averted his eyes and curled a bit in on himself. Peering at the other man through the gap of his arms, he took another step backwards, looking horribly submissive and very guilty. He hadn't actually wanted to do anything bad, but he had been desperately hungry for energy when he had made the decision to chew on the cables. Was it really his fault that he had no way of getting energy? Yes... It had to be... He wasn't working hard enough for money to take care of himself... He was a very bad Joltik.
"I-I-I'm sorry..." he breathed, clenching his eyes shut, feeling as if he had even more to be guilty about before.
It was just like when he got in trouble in the middle of the night and his owners scolded him for waking them up. He always felt so terrible about that, even if he had only shocked something during a nightmare or was scared by a passing shadow. Henry had never been as good a pet as he should have been and, now that he was human, he was still making horrible mistakes and making everyone angry with him.
"I-I-I can fix it!" he cried out only to clamp his hands over his mouth, looking alarmed, eyes wide before he teared up a little. "S-s-sorry... I... I didn't mean to yell... I..."
Henry bit his lip, swallowing thickly before closing his eyes and taking a deep, slow breath. He slowly let it out, repeating it one more time before opening his teary eyes again. Quickly he moved his hands to wipe at them, straightening a little and clasping his hands in front of himself.
"I-I'm... I'm a Joltik... I k-know it's really hard to believe... But I... W-we need normal food a-and electricity and... I-I hadn't had any electricity in over a week and..." he began to tear up a little again as he explained, only to swallow thickly and suddenly bow; he'd seen humans do that when apologizing before. "I-I'm so sorry..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 11:22 am
Narcissus was accustomed to moving in social circles where one didn't cower at their opposition in this manner. For all intents and purposes, this entire situation seemed to be similar to a moment when an individual might have the opportunity to punch a baby. An unusual comparison to be sure, but when one took Henry's overall body language into consideration, it might have had some relevance! Before the Snivy had even had the opportunity to lash out or land a blow, the Joltik was already in a position that may very well have indicated he had been struck.
Unsurprisingly, Narcissus heaved an exasperated sigh in response to this and lifted a hand to draw it through his hair. He paused at the back of his head, tightening his grasp in a manner that caused the green strands to 'bubble' just a touch. It was in moments like these that he could appreciate the usefulness of those 'pokedex' things - as infuriating as their voices were, they did occasionally shine light on something that may not have been obvious on an immediate level.
...For example - Henry was a Joltik and Joltik liked to feed on powerlines.
Narcissus was not the oracle of all knowledge and as a consequence he hadn't been privy to these details, but now that he was, things seemed to make a great deal of sense. For a start, he could now logically explain the reasons behind Henry's desire to suck, bite, tune and otherwise engage in bizarre activities with powerlines. Oddly, the Snivy could even sympathise to a certain degree as he was inclined to become rather grumpy if he hadn't seen the sun within the last week. However, sympathy or no, Narcissus couldn't just excuse what had happened... Henry had lost him days of work and no, saving regularly would not have prevented this disaster.
"Fix what?" he enquried at last and shook his head, releasing his grasp on his own hair so that he could slide his hand back into his pocket. "If you mean the powerlines I expect they'll fix themselves now that you aren't eating them," he observed, glancing skyward as the air far above his head gave a crackle and the faint hum of electricity could be heard - sure enough, lights were beginning to flicker on here and there.
"But you are right, you are going to have to fix this," he jutted out his lower jaw in thought and then promptly shook his head. "I'm not quite sure how yet, I'm sure I'll come up with something but for now I suggest you get inside," he continued and motioned towards the door with a quick nod of his head. If there was one thing the Snivy was going to do tonight, it was avoid any further power outages, keeping the Joltik in his sights would assist in this and it meant that once he did work out a repayment, he'd be present already!
"As for you being a Joltik," he began to move towards the door and kicked it open, it was at this point that he held it open with his toe and gazed towards Henry with an arched brow. "It's not hard to believe - you think this hair is normal?" he enquired and motioned towards the peculiar palmite shape at the tips of his long lockes. "You're talking to a Snivy," he paused and released another of his world weary sighs.
"Suffice to say that you're not the only humanoid pokemon in Kanto, Kid..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 11:44 pm
It took a few moments before Henry registered the fact that the blow he was anticipating wasn't going to come. In fact, as a quick glance between his arms showed him, the stranger didn't seem at all inclined to approach him at all. Actually he looked more frustrated without an outlet to vent it, a sight which caused Henry's antennae to droop a little.
For the second time since he had been granted his wish, Henry regretted it. If he was still a Pokemon, he'd still have a home, still be carefree and full, taken care of. He wouldn't be causing problems for others, be bad, be in the way and so bothersome all the time. Against his will he felt the tears well up in his eyes again, causing him to sniff and wipe at them. He already was a pathetic sight, he no longer really cared if the other man saw him crying.
"I... Guess you're right..." he breathed, his voice soft, miserable; he wanted to go home.
He slowly followed the other man's gaze, noting that the lights were slowly flickering back into life. He blushed a little; perhaps he needed more to survive since he was human-sized now? Henry couldn't remember ever needing to take that much electricity before... Either way it was difficult to say.
His thoughts were interrupted by the other man's words, causing him to grimace and flush in embarrassment, toying with the front of his jacket and averting his eyes. He looked up when he noticed the other man's nod, biting his lip as he stared at the door. The Joltik hesitated for a long moment, trembling a little in nervousness before he headed towards the door, bowing his head a little. It didn't even occur to him to suspect the other man might harm him in some form or fashion.
Henry flinched as the other man, kicked open the door before looking curious at his words. Slowly he tilted his head, finally taking note of the stranger's appearance, biting his lip when he noticed that he'd barely taken the time to register what he looked like. Swallowing thickly he averted his eyes, looking embarrassed and feeling foolish for ever assuming that he was alone in the world.
"O-oh... I guess that makes sense..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 1:00 pm
"It makes perfect sense," Narcissus replied in an easy manner, sauntering inside with the soft 'patter' of his Cottonee shaped slippers. He made his way up the steps and paused at the third to glance over his shoulder rather pointedly at the Joltik, his brow lifting. "I always make perfect sense," he stated, reinforcing his previous remark. Given that he exuded so much confidence, it would have been difficult to argue against him in these moments - there would be few in the world who didn't believe he made perfect sense at this point in time.
...Admittedly, this view might change if they ever saw him at work!
Nevertheless Henry was not privy to such details and as a result, he had only the Snivy's word to go on. Lapsing into silence again, Narcissus finally moved on, making reasonably swift progress up the spiralled stairwell until he reached his destination. No more than two minutes had passed before the Snivy had reached his front door, extracted a key from his pocket and was turning it in the lock - a small click and the door swung open, revealing a rather comfortable and reasonably sized apartment (well, reasonable for a single person).
Without missing a beat, the snivy then strode into his home and cast the keys onto the coffee table beside his laptop and began to unwind his robe. In the warmth of his own home, he didn't require the additional layer and as such, he removed it. Satisfied with his own immediate comfort, he then glanced over his shoulder just to make sure that Henry had followed him - he couldn't quite figure out what was wrong with him, but apparently he was going soft in his old age. Something about the 'kid' being out in the cold didn't quite sit right, nor did the tears...
Meh, maybe the Musharna had screwed with his head in his sleep?
If that was the case, he was going to kill him.
...Right after he figured out where he was.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 10:08 am
Henry watched the other man move, hesitating before following him up the stairs as quickly as his tiny legs could carry him. This strange man was much taller than him, his stride quicker, and it made him feel more than a little like a burden... At least more than he had before. At his second comment the Joltik's antennae drooped a little, feeling inferior immediately from the tone alone.
As the Snivy ascended the stairs Henry found himself falling further and further behind, despite his best efforts to keep up. He supposed that he'd always be a little behind everyone else, always a little weaker a little more useless than everyone else. He supposed in a way that that was normal, especially since he had always been small even as a Pokemon. Maybe he was supposed to just... Be small forever? Reaching up he gently ran his fingers over the stone that he wore around his neck, a gift from his owners, before moving to slowly shuffle inside after the Snivy.
Almost immediately he moved to stand in a spot that was out of the way and where he couldn't disturb anything, shuffling his feet and bowing his head. After all he didn't want to cause even more trouble for the other man, even if he was going to be yelled at more. After a few long moments he cleared his throat, not looking at the Snivy at all as he spoke.
"U-um..." he began, worrying his bottom lip. "Is there anything I can do...?"
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 6:26 pm
Narcissus quickly concluded that Henry was very much like a lost puppy who had been kicked once or twice before being rescued. His stance was so incredibly dejected and lacking in any form of confidence that it was pitiful. The snivy rarely tolerated misery and weakness but in this case, he let it slide, admittedly he wasn't quite sure why at this precise moment in time but eventually it would come to him, he was sure of it.
"Well, for a start you can stop standing in the corner like I just put you in time out," the Snivy stated coolly, his eyebrow lifting as he motioned to one of the sofas. There was very little he could do for the time being until the electricity came back on and even then, it would trickle, ebb and then flow in an unpredictable fashion until everything had stabilised. During that period it was unwise to even reattempt to acquire the data he had been digging for.
"You're not a toddler," he paused and then gazed at Henry for a few moments as though he was attempting to quickly evaluate his own statement. After he seemed to conclude that he was right he gave a quick nod of confirmation and released a sigh. "Least I don't think you are, nor do I think you're a teenager so... " he trailed off, not entirely sure where he had been intending to go with the point.
A dismissive wave of his hand followed as he discarded what he had been saying and drifted into his kitchen.
A little later and he returned, his hands carrying two glasses, both of which were filled with water. He had no idea how Henry would respond to liquids but he certainly wasn't going to provide anything except water - while few individuals might have realised it, Narcissus didn't drink. There was good reason for it too, bad things happened when he did...very bad things.
And it took him about a century to recover from the hangover too.
"So, did you have any particular reason for wandering about idly at night or was it just one of those 'things'?" Narcissus enquired as he sat down and finally kicked his slippers off. "It's not every day I have someone short out an entire building's power supply with their mouth... although that is one hell of a feat," he admitted.
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