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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 1:54 am
MoogerMint Thaliawen
There was a Furret in the lab. Or outside the lab, depending on when Allen looked. It seemed to have discovered something fascinating: doors. And with that discovery came an apparent urge to go in and out.
Allen was amused enough with the Furret's antics that he paused in his work to watch. Huh. He'd never seen a pokemon so excited about something before. Well, perhaps the two children that lived at the lab: they seemed pretty enthused about tea parties. Maybe he could catch the creature and show it to Rosa-- she'd like it, wouldn't she? Women tended to like fuzzy cute things.
MoogerMint
With a boredly frustrated sigh through pursed lips, Karma slid further down against the lab table zhe was using as an arm rest. Fingers still tangled in a bright lime string and elbows resting at the edge of the surface, Karma's body sunk further, causing zher arms to tilt slightly further upward. Tedium, while distracting, got stale after countless fruitless efforts. However, as the doors began opening and closing, quite audible from the otherwise quiet inside of the pokémon lab, zhe flinched and struggled to right zhimself back up and leaning on the counter top. What was up with that? Zhe turned the frowning, curious glance back to zher tied fingers, only to jump up straight. "Rosa!" Karma gaped, spinning suddenly and swatting the intern with zher hands unintentionally on the pivot, "Look, look, it's London!"
"K-Karma, watch it!" she stressed, shaking her head after the momentary stiffness passed. Releasing a held breath, Rosabel nodded and pat Karma on the shoulder, "Good job, kiddo. Now go see who is playing Red Light, Green Light with the door, will you?" Was Tania trying to set herself up for another prank or something?
With a swift affirmative, Karma hastily made zher way to the front door, first seeing Allen on the other side of the glass door and smiling, raising zher fingers slightly in an attempt to wave some fingers in greeting. The idea was quickly sidelined once the nimble furret was spotted, and Karma jumped back a little, wide-eyed. The young ditto had never even interacted with a dog before, let alone a giant furry windsock!
Thaliawen
Allen had given up research as a lost cause, something that was rather unusual. He tended to stay on task unless something distracting (like being kidnapped by two adorable children) took place. This was one of those times. It wasn't everyday one saw a pokemon bursting into the lab, and then out of it. He'd pulled a pokeball from his pocket. He'd never actually caught a pokemon before, he'd been too invested in studying once he'd gotten old enough. "Don't be frightened, Karma," he reassured the ditto once zhe came into view. "That's a Furret. He won't hurt you. Why don't you invite him in?" They could still communicate with pokemon after they changed, couldn't they?
MoogerMint
In that first moment, Karma had backed zhimself all the way into the closest counter, pressed into it and nearly tempted to climb on top. That pokémon... was it wild? Wild pokémon attacked people that came into contact with them, right? That was basic knowledge, something that many a trainer that passed through places like the laboratory was told before venturing on -- knowledge that Karma was sure zhe had heard at least once a week. Worriedly, the ditto's eyes lifted, fixed onto Allen as he moved closer. "Is it... yours?" Karma gingerly asked. If it was a tame one, then it was likely not to attack, as Allen said. Karma only knew one skill!
Thaliawen
"No," Allen said, "It will be though. Don't worry, Karma." he was surprised to see Karma so cautious: he hadn't expected a pokemon to be frightened of another. But then, wild pokemon tended to attack domesticated pokemon... He moved closer towards the door, and as he did so, the Furret stopped what it was doing. It stood on it's hind legs, as if scouting for danger. Seeing none, it seemed to decide to investigate its surroundings. It moved towards Allen, curiously, before taking hold of a clipboard off the counter.
MoogerMint
It was probably because Allen had told the kid not to worry that Karma hadn't actually jumped onto the counter, as though to flee from a mouse, but regardless, zhe remained still and tensed, as though awaiting an attack. As Allen moved and the furret paused his game with the doors, the ditto feared the furret would turn on the scientist instead. "Be careful!" zhe squeaked.
However, the furret's preoccupation with the clipboard blindsided the young ditto, causing defenses to fall momentarily in favor of confusion. It was then that it started registering to zher: he was just as curious, wasn't he? Mischievous, but it looked to be all part of a game. Or a dare, that was a possibility as well. At least, it seemed similar to the games that Karma had played before... or zhe thought zhe played, at least. Quickly, Karma fumbled for a piece of pink construction paper, fingers still loosely laced, and folded a quick paper airplane. "Hey, fuzzy thing! Look look, lookit this!" Karma called, hoping to distract it a different direction and give Allen more time to do... whatever he was going to do. Zhe released the paper airplane to glide down a different hall, though not too far, and quickly spun zher attention back to the young scientist, a sharp nod to do whatever-it-was now!
Thaliawen
The furret, predictably, noticed the brightly colored thing before he was invited to look. It darted in the direction it was thrown, bouncing towards it happily. This was fun! And the person who'd thrown it was brightly colored too!
Allen took his chance. When the furret was busy with the paper airplane, he tossed the pokeball he'd been holding. He wasn't quite crossing his fingers, but the anticipation was written on his face. What was he supposed to do if he caught it? What if he didn't? He didn't have a pokemon to battle it. "Karma, go find Tania. She's probably bothering Grayson."
MoogerMint
Karma watched as the pokéball clattered to the floor, Allen attempting to capture the rampant furret. Before it was able to conclude whether it was a successful catch or not, the ditto's attention cut back to Allen. With a sharp nod, the ditto affirmed the instruction and dashed off. Passed a confused Rosabel, jostling through the conversation between an older scientist and his apprentice, the antsy child slid into the doorway, swatting a hand to the door frame and cutting briskly into whatever conversation Tania and the doctor were trying to have, "Tania! Tania, we need your help with something!" Zher eyes hooking onto Grayson, zhe offered the briefest of apologies with a coughed out, "I didn't break anything this time, honest! Tania just has to see something!" A flick of a smile later, Karma was grabbing the mew-girl by the hand and tugging her along, back to the entrance where Allen and the fuzzy windsock were currently residing.
Thaliawen
"What is it?" Tania demanded eagerly. Were they going to prank Rosa? Maybe she'd transform into another scientist and see how long it took for her to realize it was her. Karma had gone out of her way to summon her, though, so she didn't think it was a simple plot to prank their favorite scientist friend. "Tell!" The sounds of rather undignified excitement sounded from where Allen had been. He'd moved to pick up the pokeball, apparently forgetting that he was in fact the adult in the room. He stared for a moment, not sure what to do. Then he let the furret out of it's pokeball.
MoogerMint
Instead of answering Tania's demands for an explanation, Karma opted to let the situation speak for itself. Of course, it didn't help that Karma didn't know how to explain what had just happened. Home invader? Door-hopscotch? There was some Fetch in there, but that hardly would have been worthy of mentioning. "Allen's got something!" zhe finally said as they neared the front door. The ditto stopped in the doorway abruptly, peering around for any sign of the furret before zher eyes landed back on Allen brightly, hopeful, "...You got it?"
Rosabel had watched as Karma dragged Tania past, the ditto seeming to have been pacing back and forth through the lab. What had that racket been? Her eyes narrowed toward the hall, as though awaiting Karma to come back through it again. Well... at least it was quiet enough to work more efficiently now...
Thaliawen
What did Allen have? Was it good? Tasty? Chocolate? It turned out, it was none of those things. In fact, it wasn't even edible, which might have been a disappoint to the mew if Karma's excitement hadn't been so infectious. What was so exciting about a pokeball? They saw those on a regular basis. "What's he got?" she demanded, when Karma inquired as to whether Allen had got it. Got what? Did he have a pokemon in that ball? She was delighted when he let the furret out. It was a fuzzy tall thing! Maybe she'd be able to teach it how to prank.
Instead of pranking however the furret in question had discovered it's tail. It started after it, round and round, finally catching it in it's mouth.
MoogerMint
Karma only tugged a little on Tania's wrist in response to the girl's insistence, a silent instruction to see for herself instead of letting someone tell her; it was more exciting that way! Though Karma was still a little on edge about it, zhe was generally prone to believe that Allen had things under control. He was the adult, after all, and his job seemed to direct him toward knowing quite a bit more about pokémon than the average human. The furret didn't seem hostile when he released it from its confines -- quite the opposite, actually -- but its hyperactivity had the ditto backing into the wall once more. "How much sugar did he get into?" zhe complained, worried.
Rosabel, in the meantime, was considering getting annoyed again. Obviously, something was going on over there, but Karma hadn't come back to say the kid had taken care of it? She sighed, frustrated, but got back to work. It was still more quiet than it had been, even if the curiosity in the back of her mind was now driving her up a wall.
Thaliawen
"Probably a whole bag," Tania responded, observing the Furret's behavior. "A really big bag." She'd never met a pokemon so energetic. She watched as the furret bounced on all fours, blinking. "So you caught it?" she asked, looking to Allen. "What are you going to do with it? It's kind of weird. In a fuzzy cute way."
The furret in question had lost interest in the people in front of him, instead going for what was--what was Karma doing? The colorful thing was leaning against the wall! He wanted to try that too! He moved beside her, standing on hid hind legs and leaning against the wall. "This is fun!" he declared. "Come play with me!" In his enthusiasm he'd bumped against the wall. He moved away, blinking at the sound. Huh. The wall made noise when bumped! He tapped it with his paw. That was a quieter sound, but still entertaining! "What is this place?" he asked. "There's no trees in here!"
Allen was amused by Karma's reaction to the furret. He chuckled. "About as much as that celebi friend of yours does daily," he said. He'd heard that that particular child had gotten Grayson to play tag.
MoogerMint
Karma nervously tugged off the lime green string from around zher fingers, the Eiffel Tower long since having been demolished in the excitement. The child couldn't help but feel anxiety set in when around new individuals, human and pokémon alike, and it didn't help matters that, every so often, they shouldn't have been perceived as 'new encounters' at all. This time, however, Karma knew better. The furret was obviously wild, for if it had been a trainer's pokémon, it wouldn't have been running so rampant without any supervision. Karma's eyes went wider at the answer to zher posed question, and awkwardly the ditto pressed on, "How... how much does the celebi tend to have?" His name was on the tip of zher tongue, but that was beside the point... Karma didn't remember interacting with someone this hyper in the recent past!
Zhe flinched a bit as the furret came bounding at the ditto as soon as it was released from capture, but it was only a bit of a mild, half side-step as its voice reached zher ears. It just wanted to play... just like Declan, just like Tania, just like any of the other non-adults that zhe could remember interacting with. That was odd -- in Karma's time transformed, that notion started to feel more like a human reaction than a pokémon's when introduced to unknown surroundings. Maybe Karma had been human for too long, but as far as memory was concerned, it wouldn't have been surprising. "Play... what sort of thing?" zhe asked, feeling somewhere between nervous and confused, if a bit curious. Why would a pokémon come barging into a building so far into town if it had never seen walls before? "Are you lost or something? You're pretty far from the forest!"
With the sound of heavy bone hitting walls suddenly, Rosabel accidentally fumbled with her pen and dropped it. Actually, it was more like she accidentally threw it across the table, and the reaction had her tense. Her jaw clenched to keep herself from cursing, she rose from her work and tried to shake it off a bit. With a slow breath, she moved toward the entrance, attempting to hold back her frustration as much as possible. "What the heck is going--?" she began, cutting herself off once her eyes landed on the giant ferret, and she halted dead in her tracks, "What the heck is that!?" Of course she knew it was a pokémon -- a furret, to be precise -- but why it was here and causing a ruckus was another thing entirely!
Thaliawen
Tania considered Karma's question. She was a bit surprised by the ditto's failure to remember Brenny's name: he was there often enough! "Probably a lot," Tania mused. "He's that kind of stupid. All sugared, all the time. If he weren't..." She made a face. "If Brenny wasn't always like this, he'd actually sound smart! Some of the time." That'd been hard to admit. Harder than she had thought It would be. "We could teach him games," she suggested, looking over at Allen. It was his pokemon, after all.
"There's all sorts of exciting things in here! I saw something fly! Oooh, you're the one who made it fly! Do it again, do it again! How did you do it? I want to see!" The furret pressed his nose up against Karma, as if expecting her to produce a paper airplane like a caterpie produced stringshot. "Not lost! No, not lost! Got bored! Nothing to play with in the forest! Pinecones don't roll enough and the pidgey fly away if I knock them down from the trees! Can you fly? No, you haven't got wings. Are you hiding them? The furret pulled away slightly to study Karma, pausing to take a breath. "No not hiding them. No wings! Are you going to make more flying things now?"
"A furret," Allen said, glancing at Rosa. Ah, the person he'd most anticipated telling! He was amused by her question: he'd understood it, too, but that didn't mean he was going to answer her immediately. "And he's mine!" he said delightedly. "I just caught him!"
MoogerMint
Karma looked concerned at the way that Tania spoke of Brenny. Didn't she have fun when he came to visit, too? With an awkward shuffle, the ditto looked back at the furret, longer than the child was tall. "What sort of games should we start with?" zhe asked, a question posed to Tania and, by extension, Allen as well. What would be alright, for the sake of keeping things intact from damage but that would captivate the furret's curiosity? It seemed that it was possible to do so without much effort at all, as the barrage of questions came raining down. Karma teetered a bit in thought, trying to condense the answers into a more manageable response. "I can show you how to make a paper airplane, but I don't know if you can..." zhe murmured, looking at the furret's paws; no thumbs, but maybe he was resourceful enough. Blinking, Karma considered that the pokémon likely was not very old, if home became so boring so suddenly. However, the question of wings had Karma on edge again. Zhe was upset that zhe couldn't transform to the same extent that zhe used to before finding zher star that transformed the ditto into the child of today, "I used to be able to. Maybe I can again some day..." Instead of dwelling on that point, however, Karma grabbed another piece of construction paper from zher shoulder bag, sliding down to sit on the floor and proceeding to show the little guy how a paper airplane was made, using zher thighs and knees as a table and making light conversation as zhe did so, "So, what's your name? I'm Karma."
Rosabel eyes slid to Allen at the sarcastic response, and her face squished into a frown in response to it. "Of course I know it's a furret, what do you take me for?" she snapped, eyes moving back to concern herself with what it planned to do next, "I meant what is it doing in here, running amok?" His further response surprised her, however, and she leaned back a little, sighing as she relaxed a bit, "What, so now you're looking to become a pokémon trainer, too?" She was amused, she could admit, but at least it wasn't without.... some logic behind it that the furret was here. "It'd better not break anything..." she warned as an afterthought.
Thaliawen
"Tag?" Tania suggested, shrugging. She had a feeling the fuzzy windsock was faster than it looked, though, with it's short legs and long body. "Not hide n seek," she added, quickly. She wasn't sure she wanted the furret out of her sight. What if it bothered Grayson? Made a mess out of his things or caused general mayhem? "Maybe we could go outside," she suggested. Less things to break out there.
Allen gave a nod. It was probably best they play outside: he didn't want to see anything damaged, any more than Rosa did. "Well you asked," he teased his coworker. "I'm not sure what it was doing, but its certainly not running amok now." He hesitated at her question, shaking his head. "No. But he'll be good company at home." He missed having a large family, it was too quiet at home. The furret would certainly solve that problem!
Paper airplanes? That was what those flying colorful things were called? The furret watched attentively as Karma grabbed a piece of paper. He followed suit, grabbing it with his teeth. Instead of a paper airplane however he ended up making a slightly damp pile of blue shredded paper. Oops. "You could fly?" he asked, excitedly. "I never could. See? No wings!" He hesitated, pressing up against zher again. "I'm Eirian. Make more Aper Pairplanes!"
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Karma glanced up from where zhe was situated near the floor, nodding to Tania in agreement. The child didn't move yet, however, wondering if the furret would even agree. It didn't sound like he had ever been indoors before, or at least inside a laboratory, which felt odd to the ditto if only because that was the only real environment that felt safe; not everyone spent there life in a place like this, though. "Would you rather play outside?" Karma asked, followed closely by a giggle. Eirian's paper airplane looked like it had battled with the much larger pokémon and lost! "You'll get the hang of that eventually, you just need some practice. That's okay, though, I have lots of paper!" Never left home without some to accompany the ditto, that was for sure!
Mulling on the thought of flight, Karma took a reactionary glance over zher shoulder, as though expecting there to be wings there. "Well, I'm a ditto. I used to be able to transform into a lot of things, so I could make wings that I could use. I can't transform like that anymore," zhe explained with a bit of a sigh, but shrugged it off and offered a smile instead, "but I'll practice. Maybe some day I can do that again." Aper pairplanes? Okay, zhe had to admit to liking that name, and laughed about it. "Sure I can!" Karma agreed, folding another one before a consensus was reached about a game and gaming environment, "We can fly them outside, too, if you'd like." If only they had a kite, zhe thought Eirian would get a kick out of that!
Rosabel shoved her hands in her pockets, shaking her head with a sigh, feeling rather cross. What, was she supposed to be babysitting again today? Honestly... "Out, out with you! It's not a matter of whether you want to or not, no rough-housing in here," she shooed the lot of them, moving toward the front door and opening one side of it. Turning her attention back to Allen, she made a quizzical remark, "Do you call the lab your home, then?" It seemed odd that a wild pokémon would wander so far into town, uncaptured, and happen to make its way here, only to make a ton of racket. She was almost sure that Allen had caught it before coming to work, and happened to release it inside.
Thaliawen
It sounded like they had no choice. Normally, Tania would have protested, would have gone to Grayson for support in allowing her to play inside. Normally, she didn't have a pokemon twice as obnoxious as Declan. She took Karma's hand. "Come on. We can introduce Eirian to my imaginary friend! They'll get along!"
"Fly them outside, fly them outside!" Eirian didn't seem to mind the setting, as long as he had someone to play with. "Lets fly them! Lots of them! I like them! Make more, make more!" Eirian dashed outside, ignoring the presence of Rosa as he passed. "Imaginary friend?" he inquired. The concept was New to him. When Tania followed him out, she made a shushing noise. "My imaginary friend doesn't like grown ups! You gotta keep it quiet or else!"
Allen frowned, glancing at Rosa. "No. Well, it's sort of a home. That furret came in here and I caught it. I wouldn't bring a potentially destructive pokemon into a lab. With my research." Did she really think he wouldn't have thought that through? "I only let him out again so Tania could see him. Karma seemed pretty excited."
MoogerMint
Karma perked at Tania's suggestion of Eirian meeting the so-dubbed 'imaginary friend,' knowing full well who she meant. Zhe was also well aware that the adults took this statement at face-value, so did not seem worried about the suggestion. "Yeah, I think you're right," the ditto-child agreed, taking another look at the furret beside zher before rising to zher feet. "Come on, I can make more paper airplanes out there, too. You can play with them better when the wind is blowing!" zhe giggled. Of course it was harder to steer them that way, but the challenge was half the fun! Karma followed the excited furret out the doors, happy to be able to get a bit of fresh air.
"Oho, so you really do worry about work sometimes," Rosabel jested, noting how Allen's tone was taking a more sour note. She hadn't been sure just how seriously he was capable of acting, so it was nice to be able to see the hints of it. "Well that was nice of you and everything, but that would best be done outside, next time." Despite the fact she was scolding, the fact that she was amused underneath it all wasn't completely absent from her tone. Waving a hand in the direction of the door, she got them back on track, "Well, we'd better make sure they don't do anything regrettable while they're out there. Come, now."
Thaliawen
Allen didn't seem to appreciate the jest. Not at first, anyway. He frowned for a moment longer. "Yes," he said, "And you worry about it too often. Come on, come to coffee with me. There's this nice cafe down the road a bit, and we could talk." He wanted her to say yes, he wanted her to. "Maybe we could see the town sometime. Take a walk-- it's getting nicer out by the day."
Eirian was delighted: he got paper airplanes that flew, he had new friends, and someone had caught him! That someone was bound to have something to play with. "Wind? Play better?" he echoed. "Make it be windy! We'll play more! Lots of them, pretty flying things!"
MoogerMint
Rosabel scoffed a bit at Allen's response, heading through the door if he wasn't going to go first. "Of course I worry about it, why shouldn't I? I haven't exactly secured a job here," she sighed, crossing her arms and leaning against the outside wall of the laboratory, watching as the kids and furret played in the yard. It was a few moments before she felt she gathered the situation completely, at least enough to respond, "So you think you'd get along with me better outside the work setting, huh? I think you'd be disappointed. I'm not much more agreeable anywhere else." If he didn't like her like this, what made him think that could change? She was not anything above socially awkward, and working in the lab just felt like she was immersed in her own element. She wasn't sure what she should do.
Karma folded a lemony yellow page as zhe walked out into the yard, a vibrant highlight under the rays of the sun. There wasn't much in the way of wind, it felt like, but there was enough of a breeze that made it possible for the paper airplanes to fly semi-unpredictably. Zhe released the miniature hangglider in Eirian's direction, wondering if he would be able to catch it, much like playing frisbee with a dog. "It's got so much room to fly out here!" the ditto grinned, "Tania, we should build a kite sometime, I bet Eirian would really like that!" Declan, too, for that matter. Briefly, Karma's gaze trailed over the shed where he was hidden, and quickly the attention shot to Allen and Rosabel behind them, as though they would have been able to read Karma's thoughts about someone being hidden in there. But they were just chatting, and watching. Waving over, Karma seemed to change the subject for zhimself, "Hey, you guys should join in! We can play Keep Away or something!"
Thaliawen
"You shouldn't worry. I think you've got it in the bag. You're brilliant, you know. And the kids like you." That had to count for something. They were pokekids after all, and they were researching pokemon. In a way, it gave pokemon a voice, he supposed. "That's not it," he said, shaking his head. "I want to get to know you better. I already like you." So she hadn't guessed, when he'd asked her to coffee before. "I think you're sweet and kind. And you're beautiful."
Eirian took off after the bright yellow airplane, bouncing and attempting to catch it. He failed to do so, until the airplane came to a halt on the ground. He leaned down, studying it. "Get up!" he insisted. "Fly again!"
"We should," Tania agreed with a smile. Building a kite would be fun! And as long as they weren't being supervised by adults, Declan would be able to join in as well. "Lets ask Daddy later, maybe he'll help us make one."
MoogerMint
Rosabel fidgeted slightly, restrained by her crossed arms. This was awkward, she wasn't quite used to praise, being the antisocial bookworm that she was. It didn't help that she wasn't even sure what part of her that Allen was referring to. These were aspects of her that he saw while in the workplace? But what about when she wasn't on the clock, would he still feel the same way? While, to her, she acted the same no matter the context, she wasn't very sure that it wasn't a matter of perspective. "Sweet and kind are not words that people often associate with me, are you sure you have the right person?" she grumbled, but her face was noticeably pinker, "...I suppose coffee couldn't hurt."
Giggling at Eirian's antics, Karma made zher way over to where the bright yellow plane had come to a full stop. "Yeah we could make one all rainbow or something!" the ditto chimed back with a smile, lifting the folded paper up and tossing it again to glide off in a different direction, "Rainbow, and streamers! It'll be so pretty!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 5:39 pm
Eirian had torn apart Allen's one bedroom apartment within days of arriving, but the scientist's patience seemed unending. Bowls had been smashed on the floor, books had been thrown from the shelves, and though things had become a disaster worthy of television, he didn't recall the furret to his pokeball.
It was probably best to start training him, anyway. Allen had never had a pokemon before; having been too busy studying them to consider actually keeping one. Maybe a six foot long length of fur and energy hadn't been the best starter pokemon, especially for single man with a small apartment, but he enjoyed his company. It was like having a child. Or at least, a much younger sibling to look after. He'd been the oldest of several children; growing up keeping them entertained while his parents were busy. It was nice, having something to look after.
How did he go about training him, though? It couldn't be too difficult, they expected children to be able to, once they were ten. Some went through schooling, some didn't. He suspected it had something to do with keeping the furret inside.
"Alright, furret, want to go to the park?" It was still warm enough for him to worry about the furret overheating--with a fur coat, he didn't think the heat could be very comfortable.
...Of course, being kept in a small apartment was probably not the best situation, either. The furret in question came over and bounced in excitement. Park? Allen had mentioned the park before, but he wasn't particularly sure what it was.
(Prequel to Park Play)
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 11:14 am
Allen was in the next room; he'd taken to making toys for Eirian when he wasn't working, and the room showed evidence of that; yarn was strewn the man's desk; it seemed he'd been working on making pompoms. He'd been crafty when he'd been younger, tending to spend time with his younger siblings. He'd been good at building box forts--but Eirian was too large. He had the energy of a much smaller creature, but with his size, that energy unless kept busy, could become chaos.
It was a small apartment, after all. One bedroom, a bathroom, living room, and a laundry / crafting station. It'd only become the latter once the furret had moved in.
He walked into the living room. He'd set the furret up with a documentary explaining evolution. Predictably, the creature had lost interest; he was instead digging in the box of toys provided for him. Plastic bottles full of glitter and foam shapes, what had once been an inflated beach ball, a soccer ball, a frisbee, and several crumpled once-air borne paper airplanes.
Allen hesitated, something was off. The furret wasn't playing with any of the things provided. He glanced around the room, and found him. The furret was passed out on the couch.
With a sound of distress, the scientist pulled out his pokeball and called him back. He'd have to hurry to the lab; something was wrong!
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2015 12:25 pm
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2016 2:19 pm
Thaliawen
The door to the laboratory swung open, a frazzled looking Allen quickly following. He'd found his furret collapsed and this was closer than the pokemon center. And honestly, Grayson probably knew more about pokemon than any of the nurses. He looked for the professor. "Professor Willows? Grayson?" he called. "Something's wrong with my furret."
MoogerMint
It was a good thing that Grayson had just started a break period, his hands free of material as Allen burst into the laboratory in search of the man. Puzzled, it took him an extra moment to separate Allen's words from his tense presence. "Wrong how?" he asked, holding up a hand as though to tell the other man to calm down. It was kind of difficult to properly diagnose something without the pokémon present, but unless Allen had stored Eirian in a pokéball to transport him here, it would be difficult to carry such a large pokémon down. What could be so unusual?
Thaliawen
Allen took a calming breath before retrieving his pokeball from his pocket. He released the still unconscious furret and looked to Grayson for some sign that the scientist could help. "He was fine, playing. I was in the other room and when I returned I found him like this. He's breathing, but..." He was still concerned. His furret didn't normally pass out without warning.
MoogerMint
Looking the furret over, there didn't appear to be anything amiss with him. "Are you sure he didn't just get tired and go to sleep? How long were you gone?" he asked; it looked just like the pokémon was sleeping. Was it some sort of coma? "Where was he playing? Could he have gotten into something?" There was far too little information present to be able to tell what had happened. As an afterthought, Grayson tickled the furret's ear, in the off-chance he was playing a prank.
Thaliawen
Allen nodded, he was sure. "He won't wake up," he said. "I was only out of the room a few minutes. I rushed here as soon as I found him." "And I tried a revive, he's not fainted." He hesitated. "In the living room. He might have, I found him half in his toy box." The furret didn't respond to Grayson's touch, except with a flick of his ear. "Do you think he's just sleeping?" he asked.
MoogerMint
"Hmm, toy box you say?" Grayson asked, leaning in a little closer. There was certainly no physical damage, and his reactions were those of one who was asleep, not comatose. He was pretty sure an illness couldn't strike this fast, out of the blue. Leaning back, he looked back to Allen, "Pop quiz! What have we been researching here extensively the past few years?"
Thaliawen
Allen went silent, his eyes widening slightly. "Oh," he said. Well, now that he knew what was going on, he was quickly calming down. "Oh, I see. He's found a star!" But he wasn't prepared for this. Star finding meant he now had a kid on the way. "Oh dear."
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 11:14 am
Reserved for roleplay with Moog
Eirian meets Margarita and Allen (FINALLY) asks Rosie up!
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2018 8:08 am
Allen did ask Rosie out, I need to find that rp xD
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2020 9:18 pm
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