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 Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 12:25 pm
"Yea, night." Aulus sighed faintly and lay down, putting an arm around Tortie as he did so. The slowly emerging stars above them were beautiful. The air was cold, and the ground was hard. There was a stranger nearby, albeit one who didn't seem that dangerous. What was he doing here? Not just in the mountains, in Kodo in general. He'd been an idiot to shout and storm out like that. He should probably just have sucked it up and enrolled in a different university, or maybe he should have tried to find a job somewhere. He'd hated he course, and he would hate any job he could have got. Maybe that would have been better than what he was doing now though...
Forget it. Get some sleep; it was just his current, shitty situation that was making him think like that. It was. Giving another sigh Aulus closed his eyes and shuffled a little closer to Tortie. Sleep. Easier thought than done.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:09 pm
The night was uneventful; There was no rain, no wild pokemon, no ax-murders, nothing. Nyx woke up some time after the sun rose and Bunsen decided that it was no longer time to sleep. The Flareon wriggled his way out of his trainer's grasp and then began nudging her with his snout and sticking his nose in her ear.
"Augh... Bunsen..." She grumbled and groaned as she sat up. The ground was not a good substitute for a bed--her body was sore, she was covered in dirt, and she felt like her joints needed to be oiled to move properly... At least there was daylight now, so she could start trekking down the mountain.
Bunsen, now satisfied that his trainer was awake, trotted over to the other human and began snuffling around, unconcerned with the absol that was lying with him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 2:38 pm
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.
Aulus opened his eyes and glared at the brightening sky. After taking a few moments to decide that he really was very sore, very hungry, and very very grumpy, the scarred man sat up and rubbed at his stubbly face. "Sodding arseholes," he muttered by way of a 'good morning' to the world at large, stroking Bunsen absentmindedly as the fire type snuffled at him. A moment later he felt a sharp n** at his other elbow, not enough to break the skin, but definitely enough to let him know Tortie was not pleased. Sighing wearily Aulus gave her a half-hearted poke with said elbow before reaching over to pet and therefore appease her.
"Well I'm not gaining anything by sitting around here," the red-eyed man said a moment later, giving Bunsen a last tickle and grabbing his staff before getting to his feet. Time to move, preferably before Mop did; he really didn't feel he could cope with her friendly/loopy attitude this morning. "Might see you around or whatever," Aulus went on, setting off purposefully and giving her a vague wave... and coming to a halt again. "Here," he reached into a pocket and pulled out an only slightly crunched packet of crisps, which he then tossed in Emma's general direction. After gruffly muttering; "Breakfast," by way of explanation he turned his back once more and set off, whistling for Tortie to join him.
He couldn't say why he'd felt compelled to give her his food, maybe to banish any suspicions she had about him being a murderer. Maybe he was just having an unfortunate bout of decency. He hoped it went away soon, he could have used those crisps. Well, whatever, he'd live and when he got down the mountain he'd find somewhere to have a really big cooked breakfast... She had been an alright person he supposed, really weird of course but she'd had nice pokemon and shared food with him expecting nothing in return. Wasn't like that mattered though, he'd probably never see her again. Suppressing a yawn and trying to work the knots out of his muscles Aulus strode onward in search of food, putting the mountains and the strange but strangely nice women they apparently contained as far out of mind as possible.
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