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 Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 9:23 am
Chase laughed at Vati's disgust. He leaned back in his recently acquired chair, "Really? You can't believe people? I have to agree, you can't trust anyone nowadays." He pulled out his little itemball, a tiny white ball that closely resembled a Premier Ball, but the line on it was orange instead of red, and tapped it on his hand. The stereotypical red light emerged, leaving a small bag of popcorn. He put the ball away as he popped a handful in his mouth, "Popcorn?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 12:42 pm
"A'course!" Meeka giggled as she watched Dr. Hart commit himself to removing the Pokeball from the deer's buttox. "I allow me Pokemon to have fun! Sometimes it wi-nds me up in a mess'a trouble, but I always'a apologize aftawards anywa'." Ebba was grazing upon some grass as he felt the smooth touch of a maiden grace his practically large back. His head lifted as his cheeks reddened with infatuation. His mind told him that the maiden would soon run away again, but apparently, it had not left. Ebba's entire face reddened as he felt the maiden trace her fingers into his rumpus. How willing! He was getting to second base and he didn't even move! Turning his head to spy how beautiful the woman is, she was endearingly stunningly. She had a little bit of chin hair, but he could ignore that. Ebba couldn't help but smile a very large broken smile at Dr. Hart, quite obviously in love with the poor doctor. Poji watched from a afar and couldn't help laughing. She was cracking up too much at the Stantler's antics, she couldn't hold her laughter in.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 1:16 pm
Such insolence!! Elegancia would certainly not tolerate this. "I'll have you know," she said dryly, "that just because I am an infinitely better dresser than you does not mean I am a princess. It's called style, something you most definitely lack!!" Elegancia's soft-pink lips pursed as she finished her statement. But the girl turned around to attend to someone else! How dare she!! She had never, ever, EVER been so insulted in all of her life! Why, if she had any of her father's pokemon, she'd show this girl what was coming to her. Oh, how she missed that smelly old Snorlax right now! And, oh! How she missed that noisy Exploud that she cursed on those late nights when she was trying to sleep! How she wanted them at this very moment. "Why, I declare that once I find a suitable pokemon of my own, I will whip this girl into submission and show her who the real diva of Zatao is," Elegancia thought. But, alas, she did not have any pokemon, so it was best not to mention such a thing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 2:05 pm
Dr. Hart didn't let himself be distracted by the weight that he felt onto his shoulder, thought he wonder mildly what it was. Finally removing the pokeball, he minimized it and when he removed the glove holding it, he turned it inside out, leaving the pokeball wrapped inside and handed it to Vati. He figure it was hers from what he saw earlier.
Taking a peek at his shoulder, he share a polite smile with the bird pokemon before he let his eyes trace back to the Stantler as he removed the other glove and threw it away in a nearby trashcan. He couldn't help but crook and eyebrow at the expression the pokemon held.
He decided to turn quickly enough back to Vati. "I recommend you use a hot water and some bleach to sanitized that pokeball." The next part, thought, he turned to Meeka. "And you, young lady, should excessive some rules around your pokemon or they might end up in trouble much, much worse then this, that an apology won't fix."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 3:18 pm
The Altaria cooed gently and let the hair fall as the doctor smiled, settling his head into the fluff of his chest, calmer than usual and ignoring the drama completely.
What was he, a magician? A rather crude one, but Vati lent Chase an amused smirk as he performed the little trick. "It gets stuck in your teeth," she replied shortly, passing on the popcorn to dig around her blackhole of a bag. Poketreats, makeup, money, spare balls, no... ah, there, a napkin! That'd have to do for now until she could get back home. She held out her napkin-covered hand, nodding at the instructions (with an obligatory "Well, duh. I wasn't just gonna leave it that way.") to receive the unsanitary pokeball-in-a-glove, the cloud sticker now beginning to peel off. "Appreciate it," she added quickly, shooting her pokemon a glare as she shoved the wrapped pokeball in an unused pocket.
"Yeah, some people aren't so understanding. They might just decide to beat you up, even if you are a kid," she added, then leaning closer to Meeka and motioning towards Elegancia, "Like that one over there."
"Sure could've fooled me," she remarked sarcastically, rolling her eyes and smiling again as Elegancia sought to insult her. "But it's alright, no need to go straining yourself to top me, I understand jealousy perfectly." She examined her manicure, then laced her fingers together and shrugged her shoulders with a quick giggle.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 3:27 pm
"You and your beastial sack of feathers should return to whence you came," retorted Elegancia, "wherever that may be! However, I could see why they'd want you out of there!" She was reaching. Elegancia began to say the most ridiculous things, as they were the first things that popped into her mind. "To think, this all could have been avoided if your disease-infested bird could show some restraint! Hmph!" With a flip of silky locks, Elegancia approached the girl. She then sighed and decided to take a different approach.
"At any rate, what's in the past is just that- and I do not believe that you have properly introduced yourself. Please do so." Elegancia spoke in, what she thought, was an apologetic tone. She wasn't really sorry; quite the opposite, in fact. Elegancia was trying to confuse Vati.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 8:31 pm
Chase struggled to hold back a laugh as the girl went on, not to be polite, but so he could hear more. Finally he gave in and burst out laughing, "Your face (Gasp) your face looks like a tomato! (HA HA HA gasp) In all my life (Gasp)I have NEVER (HA gasp) seen someone look so (HAHAHAHA gasp) RIDICULOUS!" He fell out of his chair, still laughing and holding his gut, "Oh, it hurts, it hurts! My side! I need AIR!!" Chase began pounding the ground as he laughed, not even really caring that he was now the center of attention.. actually, that was a nice side effect.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 5:47 pm
Blinking, Meeka had lost herself for a second. Rather, she was busy thinking about Poji Paji surfing. Wouldn't that be interesting? A surfing Pikachu? Meeka had never saw one of those before and would have found it very interesting to actually see. Seeing Chase laugh, Meeka laughed along and eventually found herself on the floor laughing hysterically also. She didn't get what the joke was, but laughing was contagious, she was just laughing just for the hell of it. Ebba, Heila, Poji and Ella all gathered around their trainer and watched. They wondered what was wrong with her. But each, one by one, dropping to the floor and mimicked her. Eventually, Breeder and all four of her Pokemon burst out laughing along with the red headed male upon the floor.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 9:36 pm
The healer watched those laughing on the floor then those still standing. If it really was his choice, he would had gone with those laughing, but he only shook his head and walked back to his pokemon. Taking the messenger bag back, he pulled the strap across his chest, making sure to do no bother to the altaria sitting upon his shoulder. The weight was comfortable, his pidgeot couldn't do this with him.
Turning about, he just stood there, like a white tree or pole, a perch for a bird pokemon. To him, this bird was the only thing keeping him for just walking away to get changed and get on with the rest of his life. His head mildly tilted to one side as he watched, it seemed more and more chaotic every time he went into another city. From what he observed, he just saw children, but then again, he was rather old.
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