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 Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 8:08 pm
 LisaThe Furret sighed a little, scratching her head.
"Just too much s**t going on. Psychological issues, girlfriend running off, esteemed member of my team is about to pass away, etcetera, etcetera...
Death seemed like an easy way out, why not?
"But I guess if I offed myself some Pokemon would get all pissed..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 10:43 am
Ⱦeam Ðaɍksţaɍ ~✭  XXXXXXX—¤÷(` Pamela ´)÷¤—Pamela blinked a few times before tilting her head slightly, looking puzzled. That is a lot of things. She leaned her back against the springs wall with the water reaching over her shoulders. She inhaled a deep breath before exhaling it. She then locked her gaze back to Lisa. "Listen, dying sounds like giving up all the things you've worked your a** off." She continued, trying to dig up something helpful from years of...experience? "Think about it, why would you do that? Your giving up just because of some bunch of little things? Be optimistic, everything has a way out other than killing yourself." Before she let the Furret reply, she repeated herself to make things clear. "I meant by everything as in like, everything there is to it." A small smile stretched across her face. "Besides, you got me don't you?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 10:55 am
LisaThe Furret let out another soft sigh, flopping onto her back and curling her paws behind her head.
"I d'know... s**t's just way too crazy anymore," She explained.
"I mean, I even spent half my time here pretending to be another Pokemon, just to escape sexism."
Lisa could admit, sometimes she missed being Silas.
"But... I guess dying would just be selfish, huh?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 12:01 pm
Ⱦeam Ðaɍksţaɍ ~✭ XXXXXXX—¤÷(` Pamela ´)÷¤— The Persian's ears flicked up and down. "At least the other half isn't...?" She said sheepishly. "But yeah, probably. You better off staying here than committing suicide." She continued. "Who knows? Maybe everything will get better eventually." She shrugged. Yeah everything would get better eventually. But eventually isn't very soon as anybody would expected it to be. They just have to wait patiently for the timing to be just right.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 12:04 pm
LisaLisa turned her head to the side so she could look at Pamela and smile a little.
She held out a stubby arm, beckoning to the Persian a bit with it.
"Pammy, you're a sweety," She explained, snickering.
"C'mere, lay with me."
Lisa could use the comfort right now.
She wasn't going to let herself get emotional, but she was fond of the Persian.
Not to mention Pokemon of her species tended to make great pillows.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 12:58 pm
Ⱦeam Ðaɍksţaɍ ~✭ XXXXXXX—¤÷(` Pamela ´)÷¤— Pamela glanced to the side and looked out to see the Furret waving at her. She stood up and walked towards her with a flick of delight with her tail. She sat down with her fur still a bit wet. Now that she think about it, she felt comfortable around Lisa. Even if she always come across her when she's in a terrible situation, she always found away to try and cheer her up a bit. "Did you know that your cute?" She smiled, deciding to make a compliment.
"You were always cute to me.." She said with her voice fading.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 1:14 pm
LisaThe female Furret smiled a bit more at the compliment.
A little blush showed on her face at the second part of it.
"Well, I think it's a little obvious, Pammy..."
She gave a wink, tugging at the pink ribbon her neck a bit.
"You're totally in love with me~"
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 3:22 pm
( GOOP )The Shellos held his eyes shut, slightly trembling. He had never, in his whole life, experienced a teleport. Frankly, he was more scared of the sound than the actual action. Loud sounds tended to do that to him
Slowly, he stopped shaking and opened his eyes, blinking once as if re-assuring his surroundings. This place...it was pretty! It was like those few, almost perfect sunsets on the beach where he used to live, only this lasted longer. And it wasn't every now and again.
He looked up at Alice, almost as if to say thank you. He might not have been the smartest of the bunch, but what he lacked in brains he made up for in emotions. And he had a knack for making other people happy.
...Or angry, if you caught him snooping in the kitchen.
[[ sorry this is late, the internet went out ]]
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 8:55 am
 AnuesThe white Gardevoir laid curled on his side at the edge of a cooler pool within the springs, his right arm resting limply in the water while his left rested beneath his head to keep it off the ground and comfortable. His arm was healing slowly, but nicely. It hurt horribly being straightened into the water, but he hardly paid mind, he just wanted some sort of function out of it. He simply looked dazed, staring into the foggy water in silence, waiting for a particular someone.
Aire used to come here a lot, not that she was very vocal about her leaving though it seemed far less frequent since the guild involvement. Anues himself never bothered until now. It was nice though and it made him wonder why he hadn't come sooner-- he was at a lack of places to go to get away from everything. His free right ear perked at the thought before lowering considerably, his eyes lifting from the water to stare out blankly. How was she, he didn't ask. By the time he woke up, Aire was gone about her own business. Anues closed his eyes and promptly hid is face against his arm, his body in turn balling up slightly more in a sort of attempt at brushing the thought off. It didn't matter therefore there was no point thinking about it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:46 am
 Ethfael
It didn't take long for the Dragonair to locate the Psychic that he was looking for; Anues was lying with his arm dangled in one of the cooler pools and curled up in an odd sort of position, not one that Ethfael was used to seeing the Gardevoir in. "Good afternoon Anues," he said, the phrase announcing his arrival just to be polite although he didn't doubt the Psychic could easily have been aware of his presence already. He looked over his friend rather neutrally, uncertain of what had caused the strange position of the Gardevoir. It my have been something was bothering him, or it may have just been out of pain; the arm that was dangling in the water was his injured one after all. "Is everything alright?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:52 am
AnuesAnues' ear gave a solid flick at the sound of Ethfael's voice, making him look up at the large dragon in panic accordingly before releasing his tension in a lone sigh a moment after. His arm starting throbbing at the sharp motion, leaving him to silently curse himself. He at least registered the question. "As to you," the Gardevoir started, dragging himself up into a sit and pulling his arm into his lap before meeting eyes again. "Fine. Just fine. Just exhausted." The actual answer being, "I don't know." At least it was nearly impossible to tell he was lying; his eyes said nothing at all. Anues decided to quickly changed the subject-- he already gave his answer. He was actually in a rather good mood, his troubles aside. "I figured I was free and you've been wanting to get a meeting in. Pardon the distant location. So, you seem to be doing well. How's the team doing?"
His eyes left Ethfael's again once the question was posed in favor of giving the surroundings a quick visual sweep, though only for a moment before returning. He didn't really take the time to actually look at the springs. Just came and sat down. It mattered little and Ethfael kept his attention just fine. Anues might've well have been intrigued by the Dragonair considering how little interest he showed in so many others. The Gardevoir raised a hand to his face silently as he finished collecting himself before letting it drop back to his side-- changing the topic entirely yet again. "And by any chance, did Alfred have a stroke, or is he just insane?" That meeting was horrible. Anues still felt it a total waste of time.
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:02 pm
Ethfael Ethfael winced as the Gardevoir made a jerking motion that even was painful to watch. It couldn't have felt any good to his injured arm, that was for certain. "I'm glad to hear you're alright at least, though I certainly understand the tiredness," he said with a sigh, "I apologize for startling you." The Dragonair adjusted his position and coiled up comfortably beside the spring as Anues sat up. Almost unintentionally, the Dragonair let the tip of his tail dip into the water and he began to idly trace patterns in it as he listened. "Ah, the place is no problem," he said dismissively, "The Team's fine. Era's still recovering from her broken arm, but everyone else is doing alright." There wasn't really much to say on the subject, but clearly Anues was looking for a topic change.
Ethfael blinked in surprise as Anues suddenly changed the subject again, this one to something he knew close to nothing about. The Dragonair looked at the Gardevoir closely, it wasn't really like him to seem quite so scattered as he did now. Shaking his head slightly, Ethfael decided it was best not to question and instead tried to reply as best he could. "I don't believe he had a stroke last I heard, though I could be wrong." Ethfael knew that Alfred wasn't doing well to be sure, but apparently something particularly bad had happened between Anues and the other Gardevoir if he was questioning the latter's sanity. "I'm sure he's just having difficulty coping with everything he's been though," he said after a moment, "He's certainly been through enough after all."
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 2:04 pm
AnuesAnues teetered slightly as Ethfael spoke of the other Gardevoir, looking about the area he sat for his bandage. He didn't doubt his words, but something about Alfred seemed so unnatural. The idea of having to probably check up on him again made Anues uncomfortable. "Don't worry about it, glad to know everyone's doing well... This is my first time here, actually." Upon locating the bandage, the Gardevoir quickly wrapped it around his arm; his psychic aided him as a second hand in order to wrap it around his chest promptly after. Anues met Ethfael's gaze again and his mind lingered back to the former response of Era's arm. He told himself he wouldn't, but he didn't know what to even speak of. "How did she break her arm? She doesn't seem like one to get into such a position."
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 2:52 pm
Ethfael Ethfael smiled a bit at Anues' reply, it didn't surprise the Dragonair that it was the Gardevoir's first time in this place, Anues didn't seem like the type to frequently idle at scenic places such as this without a purpose. Ethfael only found the opportunity to do so every so often, but when he did find a place such as this he would often return, simply to appreciate the aesthetics for a little while and have a moment to himself. Secluded places were often beautiful, and the Crystal Springs was no exception. "Ah, is it?" he said after a pause, nodding in concurrence, "I've always found these Springs a pleasant place to visit. The clarity of the water and the peculiarity of the varying temperatures has always piqued my interest. It's quite beautiful." The first time the Dragonair had come across the Crystal Springs was far earlier on in his time with the Guilds. He and Era had just finished a mission and he'd parted from the rest of the Team to unwind for a bit, heading out on a stroll to who knew where. By the time the sun was at its zenith the Dragonair had reached the pools and was instantly intrigued by their layout. Upon further examination he'd discovered the oddities of the water itself, and it had since become a favored place for him to come to escape the troubles of the Guild for a while.
Ethfael's gaze focused again on Anues' when the Gardevoir asked him about Era, the pensive look on his face changing quickly to one of slightly angered worry. "The Guilds were aiding the Tribe so she told me, a clan of Eevee who she apparently had taken a fancy to," he stated, his words level but his expression more than troubled, "They fought a Ninetails, at least ten times the size of the largest Pokemon there so they said. Hard to believe I know, but to hear the description makes it impossible to disbelieve it. She..." Ethfael hesitated, in a manner rather unlike himself, and paused before continuing his tale in a quiet and somewhat remorseful tone, "She was struck down from the sky by one of its tails. It slammed her into the ground hard enough that it was a miracle she only broke her arm." The Dragonair said nothing more, but he was still clearly unsettled. Every time he looked at the Pikachu he felt guilt prickle at his insides, guilt that he hadn't been there, to stop it, to help her, to do anything at all but sit there obvious and useless in the Team Room, not finding out what had happened until she arrived back almost in tears with her arm bent back the wrong way. He'd sworn that he wouldn't let her get herself hurt like that anymore, but he hadn't been able to do anything. He wasn't angry with her, no quite the contrary, he was angry with himself.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 2:58 pm
AnuesAnues watched and listened to Ethfael in a mild contentedness, though his expression quickly turned mostly blank as the Dragonair's own expression changed with the subject. The topic itself wasn't one he bothered to think through, but rather the idea of Era's recklessness. Last time she aggressively flew into something, as far as he knew of, he had to fix her mind. What if something of the sort happened again? A condition that couldn't simply be solved medically. These guilders seemed to deal with the most surreal of situations, and he himself refused to stick around for the bulk of it. To be almost killed by an Eevee--it was coming down to not bothering at all unless Aire herself decided to go-- for whatever reason she would.
Anues' attention fixed on Ethfael again, his ears making only a subtle motion. The dragon was shifting emotions quickly, making him smile lightly. Ethfael wasn't as clear thought as Era was, but it was what it was all the same. "Lucky indeed." Anues cleared his throat, shifting slightly as he regained his casual, blank stare. "Era should be less reckless. I don't mean to insult, but this isn't exactly the first flying incident she's had. She is a Pikachu after all, her attacks fair just as fine ranged as they do close by." A quiet sigh escaped him, pausing to rub the back of his own head. "It's not your fault, therefore you shouldn't feel to blame. Simply talk it over with her. The concern might work in both your favor." They both seemed reasonable enough for that route, at least. "Of course, this is merely an outsider's point of view. Do as you will." Anues waved his hand dismissingly, gesturing whatever the Dragonair's choice may be, he was left unoffended.
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