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 Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:33 pm
[Hayes]
Harvard had quickly found a tall table to temporarily station herself, and was now seated on one of the matching tall stools. Her clutch was resting on the table, and in her hands she was quickly scrolling through lists and firing off messages using an old fashioned PDA. Every so often, she would look up and seem to casually glance around and take in the sights. Which, actually, taking in the sights was exactly what she was doing, only in a more analytical way. Who was security, what were the best routes for escape, what were the whereabouts of as many Rockets as she could pick out. Important things, as far as she was concerned.
Looking to Hayes nearby, she decided some small talk wouldn't hurt as she finished up with the handheld device. "They've really outdone themselves, haven't they."
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:41 pm
[Harvard]
The blond's mouth tugged sideways in a crooked smile. "Rockets are kind of a big deal," he commented, hands finding his pockets as he looked around. "After everything bet you people are pretty relieved the League's coming in to clean up." Certain codes of politeness prompted him to add, "Get you a drink or something?"
[near the bandstand]
Two city officials during a break in the music, near the decorative rhododendrons surrounding the structure:
"Seasick? Really?"
"We're already a half-hour off-schedule. I don't think we can wait."
"Get someone to read the announcement, then. Where's that Weirdman?"
"Mingling."
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:51 pm
[The Pokemanz]
Repede remained to the back of the little group, chopsticks lazily hanging from his mouth as he looked around. But when a bright pink tall pony thing trotted over, he looked up and blinked his one eye at her. He sniffed back, seemingly unbothered by the greeting and chuffed at her in a friendly manner.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:52 pm
[Ivory, Jason]
"Huh," was all Yuri had to say to that. The guy wasn't particularly helpful though, except for one bit of information. So the League has dealt with the Rockets before in other parts of the world? Made him wonder if they could really handle it if the Rockets were spreading.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:54 pm
[Hayes]
Harvard almost replied by saying she could get it, but thought otherwise at the last moment. She put on another polite smile. "Yes, thank you. That would be wonderful, if you don't mind." Work finished for the time, the PDA was tucked away in the small purse once more. "Should I come with...?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:57 pm
(Rory, Kratos, Ally)
"Really great friends..." Tambrey smirked, quoting Rory, as she watched the kiss.
Her smile changed from smirk, only slightly, to something kinder; it was good to see them seem to acknowledge each other's feelings and, though she wasn't sure how long they'd known one another, or how long that each had felt the same, the dark-haired girl still found herself believing, if it had been as such things typically tend to go, that it had probably been 'a wait'.
Thank Arceus she'd only been privy to the knowledge for the 'happy ending'; of course, to call this an 'ending' would be a little bit silly.
The bookish grunt let a bit of smirk creep back in as, mentally, she decided it was more than likely 'a new chapter' for Ally and Rory... And, frak, that was a corny thought...
Curious, she found herself, again for Kratos' reaction, she let her eyes drift that way, while other little thoughts trickled out from behind the dam she'd put up in her mind.
Happiness for Rory and Ally, and curiosity for Kratos' reaction mingled with some desire to seek out other familiar faces while fighting the creeping thoughts of loneliness and, once more, the underlying nerves of this whole, dressy, event.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:10 pm
(Aulus)
The slender fingers of one hand - ungloved, unlike many women at the party tonight - curled around the railing of the gazebo while the other lifted her glass of water briefly to her lips, and hazel eyes stared out over the rim as she watched the other partygoers. There were lots of inconsequential conversations, business cards being handed out to seemingly everyone, and a handful of familiar faces mixed in with strange ones - familiar trainers and Rockets. One of these familiar faces, she noted with a curve of her lips and a fluttering feeling in her stomach, was headed towards her right now.
Instead of meeting him in the middle, she moved to the entrance of the gazebo, noting its raised floor that added a couple inches to her height. That, coupled with the short heels she wore... Nope, she still wasn't as tall as he was. "I was wondering where you were," she said coyly, inclining her head slightly as her free hand reached out to gently touch his arm. Her hazel eyes studied him for a few brief moments before they raised to meet his red ones, and her cheeks flushed just a bit in the dim lights. "You look very handsome tonight."
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:17 pm
[Dith]
//In different company, perhaps,// Nadja demurred, a brow arching as she had another sip. //Some of them were quite strange.//
The large man's explanation got a quiet noise of amusement. //Slipping the chaperone,// she quipped, and had a glance at the nearby surroundings before looking back to Dith. //Let the adults talk, then? It's been some time since I heard how you were doing, and..// The redhead's brows drew together briefly as she tried to recall. //..there was some sort of cult..?//
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:23 pm
(Rosie, Luke, Emil)
Sera cocked her hip to one side and rested a gloved hand on it while the boy with Luke started stuttering, and then suddenly some weird guy - who was apparently named Weirdman or some crap, she didn't really care considering how rudely he'd just butted into their conversation - started talking and shoving business cards at them. The disinterested teen took one if only because everyone else did, but didn't even look at it before she stuck it into a small black purse (decorated with, of course, pink lace) that hung at her side. She readjusted the silver chain before she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Once the strange man left - everyone else could talk, so why did she need to comment? - she sighed, and with a quick turn of her head tossed a few stray brown locks of hair back behind her shoulder. "Well, it's good they're coming to Kodo," she commented conversationally although she didn't sound quite as interested as the others, "but it sure took them long enough... Oh, nice to meet you," she added (very) belatedly to Emil. "You said your name was.. Neil, right?" He did stutter a lot and didn't talk very loud, or at least not loud enough to be clearly heard over everyone else's conversations, so she wasn't quite sure. It sounded about right, though, and that's all that mattered. Right? Right.
Hmm. She knew the other two trainers quite well, but didn't know this one at all. Anastasia moved over to Emil and gently nudged his knee before she stared up at him with her bright blue eyes, a sort of questioning expression on her dark face. "Breee," she churred, her tail twitching a bit. The bows Sera had put on her felt strange, but she was used to being dressed up for fancy parties.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:31 pm
[Rosie, Luke, Sera]
Fidgeting some more, Emil looked around with a pathetic and apprehensive look that one might think the boy would cry at any moment. Sera's belated comment made him blink once, unsure at first if she was talking to him. He then looked even more crestfallen when she got his name wrong.
"Um... it's Emil," he said quietly. But it was okay, he was use to this kind of thing.
Feeling a nudge though, he looked down, and instantly the boy's face brightened. A Pokemon! Bending down, he reached out to pat the Umbreon on your head. "Is this your Pokemon? She's very cute," he said with a distinctly more cheerful voice.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:36 pm
(Seto)
Taking his hand without hesitation, the child proudly led the way towards a more isolated part of the park where the trees were thicker and blocked most of the light from the lanterns. Settling down under what she felt to be a thick tree trunk, she pat the spot beside her and lay back against the tree roots.
"I've heard of you on television. When I was smaller," she began, watching the skies above. "You seemed so...stern. And bitter, a little." Folding her arms behind her head, her foot twitched back and forth restlessly like the tail of a Persian. "I never thought you could be like me. But then I guess people with the thickest masks often have the most to hide. Strong emotions. Sensitive."
Her eyes glanced at him, though she herself remained still. "Even masks can't hide the 'windows to the soul', though. I noticed when you first looked at me back there." Ty laughed sheepishly, realizing for the first time that her stalking behavior might have seemed a little creepy. "Sorry about that, by the way."
(Repede, Mako, Pinkie Pie, Opal)
Watching them for a little while, the boy was curious about whether they were wild or not. He knew it was unlikely that this many wild pokemon would be among such a dense gathering of people unless it was to steal food from them or something. He couldn't ask now, though. Maybe later.
Turning away, he walked off toward the scent of food and drink. People everywhere were carrying trays of it, but he was too short and too slow to reach for any. He couldn't really ask, either, being silent. But there - a stationary table with beverages. That seemed promising. Looking pleased, the blue-haired, blue-eyed boy ran toward it.
(Weidman, Faleen)
"Very much, thank you," the informant responded with a courteous smile. "I'm sorry, did you say 'us'?" He adopted a countenance of shock. "So you weren't part of this set-up. You're one of the guests of honor!" He reached for Weidman's hand to shake it enthusiastically, as if the fellow had been his childhood idol.
"Welcome to Kodo! It's such a pleasure to have you here, I have to say. Especially with those horrible thieves running around..." He shook his head piteously. "One of them stole an Espeon I'd raised for my sisters just recently. Attacked me before I even had a chance to retaliate with my own pokemon."
He clenched a fist passionately. "If it had been a fair fight, I'm certain I could have taken the man one-on-one. But alas, criminals don't play fair." Nakura's shoulders drooped. "I don't know how we're ever going to stop them, let alone catch them if they keep using all these underhanded tricks to get the best of us."
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:41 pm
(Emil, Rosie, Luke)
Sera squinted a bit and leaned forward, both hands on her hips when Emil corrected her. Except... She didn't hear what he said. Still. She frowned at him - it was more of a pout than a frown - and crossed her arms again. "You don't talk loud enough," she stated matter-of-factly before putting her hands on her hips again. "I can't hear a word you're saying.." Oh, but then he saw her Anya and both trainer and Pokemon instantly brightened. "That's Anastasia," she said happily, seeming to completely forget about the matter of his name again. "She was my first Pokemon. Isn't she just stunning? The bows I put on her match so well and look so cute!"
The Umbreon churred again and rubbed her head against Emil's hands. "Breeeon," she purred before she twisted her head up to gently lick a couple of his fingers affectionately.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 4:03 pm
[Sera, Rosie, Luke]
Emil was quite enamored with Anastasia, so much that he barely heard what Sera was saying.
"Hello Anastasia," he said happily to the Pokemon who then started licking his fingers. This drew a merry laughter from the boy. "Hey, that tickles!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 4:05 pm
[Izaya, Faleen]
Weidman let his free hand be grasped and shaken, mostly gripping Izaya's hand and letting the other man's energy pump it up and down. "Oh, I don't know about honor," the ponytailed man laughed, "but it's flattering all the same, thank you." He sipped at his punch-champagne concoction, brows drawing together as he listened to the tale of the stolen Espeon. "I'm sorry for your loss."
"It is a problem, to be sure. They've quite dug themselves in here - we're going to need all the help we can get ridding the place of Rattata, so to speak. Here-" He reached into the breast pocket of his suit and withdrew a stack of business cards that was notably thinner than it had been half an hour ago and offered one to Izaya. "-let me give you my card. If you ever have another problem or information that might be useful, mine's a direct line." Another was offered to Faleen. "And for your lady. Are you trainers? Enthused hobbyists?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 4:14 pm
[Tymiko]
Seth blinked as the child took his hand and started leading him away, willingly following after. He paused as she sat at the trunk of a tree, then slowly bent down to sit in like fashion. At this point, he hardly cared if he stained the white fabric of his suit.
He was slightly surprised when she mentioned him being on TV. She must have been really young then. That was... a lifetime ago.
"Hmph. Hard times tend to do that to a person," he told her.
He then went quiet as she started making her own deductions about him. He could deny them, but there was little point in that. He'd pretty much shown his true colors, hadn't he? This kid though, was very observant, and it was almost intimidating.
"Don't worry about it," he grunted with an irritation that was directed at himself.
[Blue Boy and other Pokemon]
While the other Pokemon were meeting and greeting each other, Repede looked away and towards a stray scent he had caught. What he saw, caught him by surprise. It didn't at all smell like what he was looking at. The Growlithe wandered away from the group and approached the blue boy, now holding his chopsticks upright.
He came up behind the boy and gave a short bark.
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