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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:58 pm
"Excuse me. Pardon me, sir. Ahh, sorry about that..." Kayla was trying to get to Snookie as fast as she could without causing a scene. Every so often, she would look up at Snookie just to make sure he was still perched at the same place and he was but the strawberry was starting to look like a weed of leftovers.
Panicking, Kayla hissed at Snookie in a harsh but quiet tone. "Snookie! Get down here, now!"
Several people that were next to Kayla looked at her in bewilderment but realized that she was trying to get her pokemon to come down. A few of them scoffed at how uncivilized the trainer and pokemon was. "My little snubbull would never wonder far from me! It is unheard of!" One lady spoke to a gentleman after she turned away from Kayla, not too quietly. "Yesss. I should say that pokemon needs some serious training and manners." The gentleman replied in a huffy tone.
Both comments made Kayla's face turn scarlet red in embarrassment. They weren't suppose to make a fool of themselves here! What was she thinking about bringing Snookie into a place like this.
While Kayla was being mortified down below, Snookie was having a time of his life. All these treats he could eat! The chocolate-covered strawberry was just the start! There were chocolate eclaires and truffles!
Snookie was just finishing her strawberry when she heard a conversation below him. Even though, he was pretty high up, his sense of hearing did not dull just because he was in a different form. The Swablu!Snookie managed to pick up a small portion of it.
"I am sure it gives you a good stock to look at for your next victim..." The white haired man said in a cold tone.
Snookie tilted his head in confusion. Viktum? What was that? The Swablu!Snookie was interested enough that he discarded his remaining stem of the strawberry which fell to the floor, precariously while he listened.
"Hmm....going to spread rumors of me here in Zatao, officer? I been proven innocent of your brother's death. You can't blame me for nature taking a life." The other white haired man, with his hair tied up, said in a quiet tone.
Snookie was started to get bored of the conversation, it didn't mention anything about food or games at all. He was starting to preen himself a little before going back and raid another treat off another plate when Kayla called at him angrily.
The Mew in disguise just chirped happily and gave Kayla the razzberry before going off into the crowd. Before anyone could see where the Swablu went, several people shouted in surprise.
"My word!"
"How rude!"
"Where is the irresponsible trainer who owns that Natu!"
Kayla hung her head in defeat and resignation. Snookie must have switched forms while no one was looking. That was the silver lining in all this stress. So off she went to try to catch the troublesome pokemon before they get kicked out.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 12:38 pm
Medley continued her way through the crowd. Everyone looked so large. Than again, the youth was only held a standing of about three feet and nine inches, her Mary Jane's only giving her an extra three inches to spare. Pushing her way through the crowd, the couples who were busy smothering their Pokemon hardly noticed her. Poji bounced up from her setting and wagged her tail at each couple they passed. Medley was darting her way towards the concession table. She was not hungry at all, but she knew her Pikachu would probably have the time of her life devouring the chocolate delights. Poji smiled again as a warm couple waved at her. She waved and wagged her tail back. Worming her way through Medley's curls downwards, Poji fiddled with the crease along Medley's back. She jumped at the reaction before reaching through her curls to pick the Pikachu off. "No touchy!" she said meekly with a wink. Poji nodded her head before jumping from her grip and darting towards the table in which they had reached. Medley had stowed away a PSII gun within the lining of her back. It was as uncomfortable as ever keeping it within her back, but she had to stay alert. Heck, she just brought it for fun. What's a Rocket without a little gunfire?
Messa pointed randomly towards the Zubat and the group of breeder's around her dashed towards it. Sighing, Messa ran towards the concession table also and placed Kiru on it. "Stay here and try and stay hidden!" Messa said as she waved her Teddiursa off. "I have to go see what the target is!" Dashing away to go catch an eye of the Shiny Eevee, Kiru blinked. Shrugging, Kiru nibbled at a chocolate eclair. His mouth tensed up as he spat it out. Disgusting.
But he had not noticed who he had spat it on. A loud growl was heard as Kiru's eyes welled up in fear. It was the mother of his children. Poji's face was completely splattered with chocolate. Her growl shook Kiru to the bone and he knew what was to happen next. A large lightening of Thunder crashed through the table, sending slices of fruit to the floor, custard portions towards the wall and everything chocolate to rain upon the audience. Kiru dashed away, his butt before his hind legs as he ran. Couple's shrieked as they tried to save themselves and their Pokemon from the chocolate downfall. A largish Skuntank grew angry when its fur was touched and sent a spray of nasty smog into the area.
As Poji hightailed Kiru around the area, Kiru hastily darted up towards the chandeliers. Using the height of a stretching Dragonite, Kiru swung high and climbed upon the chandelier. Poji was not finished with him however, she growled again as she sent herself flying up using a Volt Tackle. A entire game of hoping the crystal chandeliers occurred as they both hopped from lighting piece to lighting piece. Messa had not noticed the commotion and was amazingly placed away from the heretic event. She was busy trying to greet the male with the Eevee. Medley was in the corner, cheering on her Pikachu. This was more like it!
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 1:13 pm
Chase had already acquired several new pocket watches and wallets, and had gotten one shiny Vulpix whose owner was less than vigilant in keeping it where others could see it, and had let it wander on its own. The party hadn't even been going five minutes and he was already rolling in loot. This was going to be a good time. Suddenly, he heard a loud crash, and the sound of electricity flying. He looked to see that there was a very loud and distracting battle going on in the chandeliers. He grinned, this was the kind of thing he loved. With the speed and precision of a lifetime of practice, he cleaned the couple in front of him of quite a bit of jewelry, and two Pokeballs that he hoped contained Pokemon at the time.
He turned to see an officer, not looking his direction at the moment, but an officer nonetheless. There was nothing more entertaining that picking a police officer's pockets.. and second to that was being a pickpocket and merely having a lively conversation with one. He grinned as he walked over to the uniformed policewoman. As he approached, he bowed and removed his hat, "Good afternoon, madam. I trust that with you around, we are safe as Pidgeys in a nest. How are you?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:33 am
"My! Such a strong pokemon!" A lengthy fingernail poked him in the shoulder as another human grabbed and examined a lock of the pokemons' mane. The elderly gentleman grumbled and released the fur, wiping his fingers on a hanky that had been in his pocket. "This is clearly a waste of such a pedigree pokemon, using them in battles and whatnot!" He then turned towards Mike (who was just beginning to clear his vision of the glare) and wagged a finger in the young Ranger's face.
The guy then started on a looooooooooooooong lecture on the "proper" care of pokemon. After a bit, several of the old, rich ladies added in their two-cents.
Mike felt himself starting to go nuts from the endless stream of words and the over-powering scent of perfume when a familiar uniform caught his attention. Hey....wasn't that the officer that he had dragged along on one mission?
SAVIOR! "Sorry ladies and Gents!" Mike grinned and grabbed his pokemons' collar. "But I have a date with someone else! It shames me that I can't listen to your ideas though!" He grinned and bowed before he clamored onto the pokemons' back. The Luxray then sorted and swiftly side-stepped through the crowd, trotting elegantly with the human riding on his back. "C'mon buddy, let's go get some food before we go social."
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:20 pm
The party was in full swing at this time in the somewhat calm evening; a light chatter could be heard from all edges of the grand ballroom reverberating into a dull drone. The light from the high ceiling rained down and glittered on the jewels worn by both people and pokemon, a definite sign of the high society. Even in his best tux and such, Bones felt like he didn’t really belong here, and he knew it was a fact of his life. Just fighting against the urge to fold his arms was a task in itself, but fortunately his shoulder was more than a reminder…that using those muscles just yet would make him suffer the consequences. A lose strand of his untrained hair slipped from the light gel-lock he’d placed on it, being a man that knew little of hair products it was getting a bit annoying to him. Still, he’d take misbehaving locks of hair over this crowd of people anytime. So much for fun missions, he scoffed.
Sauntering around the room all while avoiding eye contact expertly, it was easy when you had a huge arcanine pacing behind you. People moved respectfully. Tracing the room at a nice pace he spotted the target. Perched happily on the lap of the man throwing the party, the shiny eevee yawned widely in what he might have considered a taunt on any other day. Santiago. Bones eyes flitted over him in an examining manner, taking in all he needed from visuals. The data on him had been scanty, this fact alone leading HQ to send to agents for retrieval. This was going to be tougher than he thought.
Not to mention the gun that officer was carrying, and he knew he spotted the odd sword or two hanging at the ready. Feeling his own shorts word clank reassuringly against his back, he sighed and moved on through the crowd. Cooper nudged against his lapel as he eyed the food drooling. Patting him on the head, Bones gave him a curt headshake ‘no.’ It was work time, food would come later. If the raid were successful, he’d get paid early.
Seeing Zinnia trailing away he started after her, already wanting to talk about recon…when a young lady that thought quite highly of herself blocked his path. The younger Rocket disappearing from view, Bones mentally wondered how she’d communicate with a blind bat…if they got separated. However his thoughts already had to be turned to the aristocrat before him, forcing a convincing smile to accommodate his disguise. She seemed to like this and kept up a mediocre conversation with him for a few moments, evidently trying to charm him. Nothing was worse than a whiney spoiled rich girl that blew your cover, so he chatted politely back.
‘Edrick’ was finishing his leisurely talk with a pretty young thing, her having commented on Cooper’s unique facial markings to start the unwanted conversation. In turn, he regarded himself to be gentlemanly and comment on her sparkly little pikachu with its purple cheeks. Color dying…he knew better than to be fooled by it however. Bones was really bored for the moment, his mind wondering where his team partner could be. She could have tried to stay close, and he knew it would be hard to catch another glimpse of her in this crowded place. Bidding this ‘lady friend’ farewell with a kindly wave, another familiar voice floated about beside him. Memory stirring, a dark brow shifted slightly as he turned slowly. Catching glimpse of the man standing there, a smirk cracked his lips, and a few expletives sprung up instantly in his mind. Snags. They always appeared in missions like this.
Adreil Hart stood before him grinning like the devil himself, obviously having found his source of amusement for the evening. Unfortunately for Bones, he was staring right at him. Poking at his glasses, he kept up his little act, all the while with a hit of sarcasm that he knew would be seen through. All his data researching and preparation for his evening almost seemed to be a total waste when I wild card like this was thrown his way. Extending a hand towards the white clad man, he stared back at violet eyes with is fake cheerful crystal ones.
“Edrick White.” He announced to the healer, not even needing to spot the sword at his side to know it was there. People like Adriel were always prepared, and seldom surprised. His gesture however, was bumped out of the way by Cooper rushing forwards. The arcanine sat before the man now with his ears raised, knowing that he’d get more attention from this old friend and welcomed it more than the hands of the old ladies. They smelled funny. Tilting his head, he leaned over and poked a nose at his shoulder, trying to coax a pat out of him again. If Adriel had looked, he might have caught Bones rolling his eyes for a moment at his pet. Always hamming it up he was.
Taking a step past the massive brushed fluff in his face, he looked Adriel up and down for a brief second with a glance. He wanted to note details of everything for this mission; anything left out could possibly lead to disaster. He even stifled a chuckle at the man in the orange suit. Going through his list of observations, he noted that the usual ‘killer instinct’ feel that he got from the man seemed to be greatly leashed at the moment. However that glint in his eyes told Bones’ not to let his guard down. “This is Cooper…” ‘Edrick’ began, knowing he could have made up a name but that the dog wasn’t trained to respond to anything but. Finally, he couldn’t help it, and his lips parted in a crooked smirk that was out of his 'character' for the evening.
“My, my, Dr Hart. You’re looking rather…domestic.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 2:32 pm
Zinnia smiled nervously as Daniel approached. "Um, yeah, we're okay..." she said, forgetting to sound proper and lady-like. A n** from Zyk cured that. "Please excuse me," she said in her most polite voice. "My name is Zi--Vanessa. Vanessa White." Zinnia did her best to cover her slip-up. "I'm here with my elder brother, Edrick White. Perhaps you have seen him? He has an arcanine with him..." Zinnia's eyes darted around the crowd as she said this.
If she had attracted that much attention, she was better off with Bones. His large arcanine would be enough to ward off all the overly froufrou ladies. But... Where were they? Such a big pokemon should stand out in a crowd! But there were too many people with too many pokemon... Zyk's echolocation would be useless in such a jam-packed place. Reluctantly, Zinnia returned her gaze to Daniel. She gave him another small smile, more out of nervousness than of etiquette.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 11:52 am
Adriel watched the wheels turning in the black haired man's mind. He ignore a glimpse of blue, red and purple he swore his eyes detected on the window behind Bones. White? Well....at least they decided against going with Smith. He was about to shake the man's hand when Cooper got in their way. A gentle chuckle escape him as he rose his hand and began to pet the lush fur of the Arcanine. His eyes only dwell on the pokemon for a moment before turning them onto 'Edrick'.
He let his eyes took in what was this character before him. He admitted, and only to himself, that he liked how the glasses looked on the man. He refuse to allow to let his mind wonder on that thought for too long as he continue his inspection. Indeed, the man could clean up quiet well. Though, and once again, the healer allowed himself only to know of this, he would much prefer to take his sword and rip the suit off him. While the show would be grand, it wasn't because he wanted to see him naked, rather, he just dislike the restrained look in left the rocket grunt.
A smirk playing on his lips at the man's little clever speech. Domestic, humph. Bones had seen him at his most wild, but to be call such made something in the back of the violet-eyed man's mind tick. "Perhaps, but I am nothing more then a houndoom in mareep's clothing" The predator glint appeared in his eyes again as one of his elegant long-fingered hands rested onto Bones' injure shoulder."Wouldn't you agree? I don't fit into this type of social gathering..."
"But moving on from such trivial things, my good friend. What brings you to this party? Last I heard, you recline my invitation." No such thing had been done, but he wonder if Bones could come up with a convincing lie. He pressed lightly down on the injure shoulder, just for a moment before letting his hand flutter away.
Faraon sniffed towards a pikachu, tilting his head in confusion for a moment before turning his head elsewhere. His ears were listening on the conversation, Bones' voice told him who he had suspected to be but the under tones of his own trainer seemed off. Hmmm, he wonder what Adriel was exactly after...Oh well, if he went too far, Faraon would just bite him.
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"Ah, I am Daniel Abaddon." The teenager spoke softly, had he been as well train as Adriel or Ugami, he would had locked onto that slip up of the girl. Alas, Zinnia was lucky that he never picked up on the ability. "No, I am sorry, I don't believe I have spotted your brother."
Watching her scan the crowds, the photographer could only give a soft chuckle. "Why don't we go look for him?" He looked at Zyk then back at 'Vanessa'. "Once again, I apologize for the harass some of the guests had done you....I am kind of glad my rampardos wasn't allowed in the ballroom..." He indicated towards a window where the yellow muzzle and grey eye of the large pokemon was seen for a moment. "Addy wouldn't had liked it, anyways....she would probably do these people worse then your Zubat and bite their hands off right off the bat..." He said light heartily, hoping to ease whatever nerves the girl was displaying.
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Ugami tilted his head back, making some of his greying red bangs that had gotten loose brush against his ears. His green eyes watched with intensity to the display of a pikachu and a teddiursa as he kept himself from laughing. Keeping a serious expression. While his audio attention was Santiago, he couldn't help but let his eyes wonder. Most of the guests seemed undisturbed by this display of rampaging pokemon, then again, the ballroom was quiet large and people tended to have selected hearing, much like three people he knew personaly.
He could excuse Santiago's. The man was as old as himself and almost as stubborn. If he didn't want to hear something, he wouldn't. Adriel's selectiveness was harder to excuse, a healer who seemed to go deaf when his own health came up. Sigh. Daniel's....well his was easy, he was a teenager.
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Santiago looked at his cane with some thought, thinking of maybe taking a stroll around the ballroom, rather then sit like some high king in his chair any longer. Alas, his bad leg was acting up again that night. Sigh. Well at least it meant that Ugami would not slip from his sight, since the samurai was always paranoia about trouble rising whenever Santiago's leg hurt. Really, it had only been right twice.
His sparkling blue eyes turned to a young lady that came to greet him. "Salutations, I hope this party has been to your liking so far." He smiled warmly, hearing a crash somewhere in the ballroom but ignoring it, praying that it wasn't something to worry about.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 3:12 pm
"I'm pretty good." Piney said absentmindedly, paying more attention to other things than the person she was talking to. Like the food that she was tempted to try but had to restrain herself. Like Daybreak who wasn't as restrained and nibbled away at the pie. Like other rich people talking to other rich people and fawning over other rare Pokemon. Sigh. This party was boring. Why did she need to come, when it seems like there was enough officers to do the job?
She finally glanced at the person and almost broke out into laughter. It looked like he was a magician, with that top hat and cap. Maybe that was why he was here. For entertainment. Except she didn't think that magic tricks were suitable in this kind of environment, but who knows?
"Oh, do you do magic tricks?" Piney stared at his hat, wondering if there was a Buneary inside. She was going to say more before the commotion above distracted her. Yup. She shouldn't have been thinking about the dullness, because now something has to happen.
"Excuse me." She pushed him aside and followed the Pikachu and Teddiursa that were hopping about on the chandeliers. If she knew who they belong to, she'd give them a earful about letting their Pokemon run wild. Especially in a place like this, where it's easy to hurt someone quickly.
"Daybreak, make sure they don't get away! Farther away anyway!"
The Espeon was pondering whether to gouge down on another slice of pie before she saw Piney leaving. To chase some rogue Pokemon that someone were able to jump and run around on the chandeliers without making them fall to the ground. Either they were really light, or those cables were stronger than they looked.
She kept up with the officer until she was given a command. Daybreak glanced up again and then fired a small psychic jolt at the two of them, just enough to stun their mind and immobilize them. She couldn't tell if that had got them until a few seconds later though, since they were darting around a lot and making the crystal lights sway back and froth...
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 4:58 pm
Sighing lightly, Messa waved towards the older man while nodding her head towards him. "I'm Messa and this party is wonderful!" she chimed, her light disgruntled tone going out towards her Teddiursa who was still having a frightful dance with the Pikachu up top. "Seems as though it is quite lovely indeed. " With a light motion of her hand, Messa forwarded her hand out to greet the man before being retracting it back as she became embraced by the waist.
Medley had been watching her cousin for a while, but finally worked up the courage to bother the blood while she kept an eye on her Pikachu. "Medley!" she growled in a hasty tone as she arched her eyebrows down towards one of the taller members of the Jickel family. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? Than I could have met you before the party started!" Medley played the innocent girl look as she curled her hair about her hair. She was hoping no one saw her, but the ex-Rocket fiddled with the small device lodged in her ear. "Get your a** down here and stop making a fool of yourself!" Medley whispered into the device. Poji stopped her attack and dropped herself down the the chandeliars. Landing on man's toupee, the Pikachu threw it off as she dashed over heads to her tiny trainer. "Cha!" the Pikachu called as she landed neatly on the young girl's head.
Messa just stared at her cousin before smiling. "Heh, this is um...my little cousin." she said, trying to push the little girl off. "She seemed to be in this party too..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 8:48 am
Chase watched the officer go, crap. He hadn't even had a chance to steal anything... Ah well, he would have another shot, and if he didn't, well, it's not like cops usually carry much on them to places like this anyway. He pulled out his PokeGear, seemingly to check the time, but he was actually checking the camera he had put to watch the Eevee. It hadn't been hard to find one with wireless capabilities, all sorts of people wanted a camera that could be controlled via their PokeGear, most of them wanted it to take videos of themselves, though, not keep an eye on the Shiny Eevee that they were about to steal. He had gotten word via an informant that was in good with the Rockets that they had at least one operative here, so he was being extra careful. That, and the fact that he was well aware that there was also an under cover Ranger made keeping his identity a secret a top priority. He began his way towards the bathroom, where his plan would begin. He noticed a white haired man talking to another person.. both were armed. He could see the sword on the white haired man, but the other one had a strange way of moving his shoulders, also, his posture hinted at it. Someone not accustomed to noticing hidden weapons, mostly during criminal deals that went on in all manor of places, would have assumed that it was just the way he was, or some other reason that was equally wrong, if they had noticed at all. He had to try to judge their temperaments real quick, see how likely they were to attack. The officer, he already knew would be on the offensive, but these two were variables, and he hated algebra.
He walked up to the two men casually, and tipped his hat, "Nice party, huh? The punch is amazing." He had had amused himself, two sentences in a situation like this, and neither of them contained even a hint at a lie. That had to be a first.
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