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 Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 12:12 am
That did it.
"Mr. Panther, exactly where do you get off questioning my ability as a Rocket? Flying on a Pokemon is one thing because you trust that Pokemon, a LIVING thing, with your life even on the ground. Flying in a metal contraption is a whole other story, because so many things can go wrong. And like I said, I don't have issues with heights or flying under control, I just don't want to break my ribs again when my body crumples into the cold hard ground!" Quickly she snapped her mouth shut, cheeks turning bright red.
Trae had been in the middle of a face-lick to Sebastian, but paused when she heard her trainer upset. "Veee?" The eevee climbed up on top of Sebastian, kneading his fur playfully while keeping a concerned eye on Luxury.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 12:32 am
"The hell?" where did this come from? How did this always happen with him around women? How? "Well excuse me for being conserned about your safety. Our work is damn dangerous." he felt his temper flaring and closed his eyes taking a deep breath. "Look. I don't know your whole story, but that doesn't mean my story isn't valid. I was teaching you something not questioning you."
Sebastian looked up at the sudden shouting and let out a small whine. why was the girl yelling at his human. and why was the eevee on top of him like that? he shook his body trying to dislodge the eevee.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 12:44 am
Now she was really upset, and not just in an angry way either. "Sounded to me like you were saying how I could 'cause problems during a raid'! And you don't know me, so what right to you have to judge me?" To her horror, tears were pricking at her eyes. Oh hell no.
"Come on Trae. Let's let Mr. Hot Shot get to his flying lessons. You can see Sebastian later, I promise I won't let this affect you."
Trae had flopped off of Sebastian when he shook, and was looking a little insulted. She was just playing, but it seemed play time was over. Luxury was really upset about something, and she had half a mind to bite the male again. But, Trae knew her new friend would hate her for it, so she just gave her a sad look as she was returned to her pokeball.
"Good day, Panther." Luxury forced out, trying so hard not to cry. This was so not like her at all. He'd really hit a nerve. Apparently bringing up things that scared her and questioning her ability were two sensitive subjects for the grunt. She'd gladly admit when she wasn't capable of a task at hand, but to think she'd fail in the line of fire? She'd sure as hell die herself before she failed another Rocket.
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