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 Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 3:27 am
"Ha, yea, white knight on fiery steed and all..." Except not. He missed his fiery steed. "Anyway," Aulus firmly shook away the moment of melancholy with more mopping, "I get off duty once I'm finished cleaning here... Once I've had a shower and changed you want to go do something fun?" She did already seem more cheerful, but taking her mind further off Lucas could only be a good thing. Bloody Lucas. How could he do this to her? Human nature. Backstabbing, self-serving human nature. Real love of any kind seldom lasted, something always poisoned it... But casual friendships could work okay. Not too invested in one another. Just enjoying spending a bit of time together doing fun stuff.
She really was sweet. Not bright, but sweet. Char nodded,
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 3:40 am
The light-colored Growlithe suddenly looked immensely proud of herself, her fluffy chest puffed out as her bushy tail thumped even harder and faster against the floor. It was obvious she was quite pleased with herself for coming up with such an excellent idea, and for her friend to recognize this. Oh, yes, she was very proud of herself.
The quiet moment between the mention of fiery steeds and the word 'anyway' was dismissed as a quick bout of indecision on what to say next, so she paid the first part no mind. Claire had managed to stop giggling, but an amused smile was still present on her face. It widened at his question. "I'd love to," she replied, shifting a bit on the bench. It was a bit late, and she probably could use a shower too, she still needed to run Zeus on the treadmill for a while and get to bed on time, as well as a few other things, but.. well, going out to do something fun sounded a lot more.... fun. And a far more attractive prospect than moping about in her room for the rest of the night.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 6:23 am
Very sweet. He missed her quite a lot really. She was hard work sometimes, exhausting, frustrating, but she had a heart of gold and was just so happy a lot of the time. Char commented as he started work on the other side of the pool, working down towards Aulus,
"Great," Aulus paused for a moment to smile at Claire, pushing his fingers through his sodden hair to clear it back from his face. It made it stick up at quite ridiculous angles, but he clearly wasn't aware of that. "Where to then?" he went on. "Campheron? Sandalwood? Could make up some food here and then go eat it... I don't know, somewhere nice and peaceful." Hu... Wouldn't that be a picnic? Was it okay to go on picnics with girls who were just casual friends, or would Claire get the wrong idea? Well if she did he could always correct her. It wasn't a big deal.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 2:31 pm
((argh gaia y u do dis? ;o; Don't eat my poooosts eff))
The giggles started anew at the sight of his hair, which looked even more ridiculous now. It was actually kind of cute how ridiculous he looked.. ...wait, where did that thought come from? "Camphoreon sounds good," she suggested after suppressing her giggles once more. Sandalwood was too far, and she really wanted to get off base. Plus, maybe they could fly there. Flying always made her feel better.
Artemis jumped up and started racing around Char in excited little circles, though made sure not to run into his mop or the pool.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:09 am
"Sounds nice," Aulus nodded, "we could go back to the Italian, or try somewhere else if you'd rather avoid that bloody waitress. Why don't you go off and change now, I'll meet you by the garages in... Half an hour?" He couldn't wait to be a grunt, to be able to sign cars out for himself. Not long now. Couldn't be long now. Final assessments, and then a black uniform. It couldn't happen soon enough.
Char chuckled to himself, continuing his work as the puppy bounded around him. he observed,
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 2:24 pm
Oh, the garage. Hum, she didn't really care to drive right now. Oh well, shower and change first, then go to the garage. "Alright," she agreed with a nod and a small smile, getting up and moving over to the corner of the bench where her bag was. It didn't take long to return all her pokemon - except Artemis - then turned to the Growlithe with her pokeball in her hand. "C'mon Artemis, you can play with him some other time." Even though it looked like the playing was entirely one-sided, since the Charmeleon was busy mopping.
She suddenly halted, head up and ears perked and alert, as Claire spoke. She completed one more excited circle around him while speaking before bounding off towards her person. "Are you going to be ready in half an hour?" She asked while returning the excitable Growlithe to her pokeball. He did need to finish cleaning and shower - she couldn't imagine him wanting to smell like chlorine for the rest of the night.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 2:46 pm
"Oh..." Aulus looked around, and then down at his sodden uniform. "Good point," he nodded, "give me an hour then? I'll send Char down to find you if I'm going to be late."
Luckily it didn't take all that much longer to finish off the pool room, nor too long to get in a shower and a more careful shave than he'd taken that morning. After that he cut his nails (they'd been kind of uneven lengths, and one had been all ragged where he'd chewed it off), and tried to decide what to wear. It wasn't like he had a big wardrobe to choose from. Combats or the black pants she'd bought him?... He'd work the combats last time. Black pants, and a simple black t-shirt. His leather bike jacket in case it got cold. His usual buckled boots... Hair? Aulus studied the dark brown spiky mass in the mirror for a few moments before combing his fingers through it so that it looked more deliberately spiky and less 'I just scrubbed my head with a towel' spiky. Did he look okay?... Yea. He looked fine. What the hell was he worrying about? Shaking his head at himself Aulus set off for the garage.
Around fifty five minutes after he had left Claire's company Aulus stepped into the garage with his jacket over his arm. He was now worrying about whether or not he was wearing too much black, and also worrying that he was worrying about it. What, was he turning into a woman or something? Clearly all the cleaning product fumes were affecting his brain.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 3:16 pm
"Okay," she chuckled then left the pool room. She didn't even care to shower and change there, preferring to do it in her room. Having her own bathroom (for the time being, anyway) was amazing. It didn't take her long to shower - especially since she skipped her hair, she'd washed it earlier that day anyway and didn't want to kill it by washing it several times a day unless she needed to - and change.. something nice. Hmm. Wait, why did she want something nice? It wasn't like she was trying to impress anyone or anything. ..still. Maybe the pants she'd bought at the mall with him.. Those were comfortable. White tank top - why did she have so many of those? - and.. dark purple sweater. It was loose and comfortable, though it tended to slip off her shoulders if she wasn't careful. Hmm. Well, it was comfortable, she wasn't wearing it because it looked nice or anything. Of course not.
She'd had plenty of time to get ready, more than him at any rate, so when he walked into the garage she was already there waiting. Aw, his hair didn't look ridiculous anymore, but she couldn't imagine him actually going out like that anyway. "Ready?" She asked with a smile, her thumbs slipping out of her pockets as she turned to walk towards their transportation, which was currently outside waiting. Her hands might've been in her pockets, but girl pants weren't made to put much in them, anyway, plus her sleeves kept sliding down over her wrists and the backs of her hands. They were a lot longer than she'd thought, but it was still comfortable.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 3:20 pm
She looked hot... Were those the trousers she'd bought at the same time as the ones he was wearing? He wasn't sure, and so he didn't say anything about it. What he did say was; "Yea, ready. You signed out a car yet?... The sweater suits you. The colour I mean." Commenting on the colour of clothing save in disgust at pink? He really was turning into a woman. Next thing he'd be asking her what shampoo and conditioners she used to get her hair looking so sleek and shiny.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 3:32 pm
"Thank you," she said, not noticing the slight touch of pink that appeared on her cheeks at the compliment, instead focusing violet eyes on the sweater. "It's new, I haven't worn it before." Not that this was any special occasion on which to wear it, of course not. Anyway. She straightened up with a small smile, pushing away the lock of hair that had fallen into her face. He might notice that it was curiously not as straight as usual, possibly caused by the humidity in the shower and the fact she hadn't bothered to - or didn't want to - straighten it before meeting him in the garage.
Anyway. She continued towards the door, partially turning her head to regard him with one eye, a slight smirk on her face. "I've been meaning to ask you," she started, then focused her gaze ahead of her before opening the door and stepping out onto the desert sands. She held the door open behind her so he could follow and see their transportation, which quickly swiveled her head to give Aulus a highly suspicious look with narrowed gray eyes, then ruffled her golden wings a bit. "Have you ever flown before?"
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:54 am
"Not on a Pidgeot," was Aulus' first response, closely followed by; "Wow... Are you serious?" He got to fly on Odette? Grinning hugely Aulus moved closer to the beautiful bird, apprecaiting her as if seeing her for the first time again. "I've only flown on pokemon a couple of times," he added, eyes running over the Pidgeot's glossy feathers. "A Drifblim at a faire when I was litte, a basket carried by a flock of Spearow for a party one year... Nothing like her though. Mind you, doubt there are many like her, are the Odette? You're the most beautiful Pidgeot around, aren't you?"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 5:09 am
"Yep," was the only affirmation he'd receive - he seemed too busy studying the bird anyway. Said bird ruffled her wings again, straightening up to remind him that she was, in fact, a lot taller than he was, and clacked her beak in warning so he'd know not to try anything dumb. After that though, she seemed content to lower herself back down to a more comfortable position and puff her feathers out a bit. At least he recognized beauty when he saw it, especially when the sun was setting.
"Oh please," she said with a small wave of her hand as she walked over to the pair, stroking the Pidgeot's crest once or twice before tapping her shoulder, and the bird lowered herself to the ground fully so Claire could climb on her back, which she did with practiced ease. "Those barely count as actual flying. And good idea buttering her up, now she'll be in a better mood." And made her job easier, considering the bird hadn't been very pleased at all at the idea of carrying someone else recreationally. Necessity was another matter entirely, and perfectly acceptable, though she had the right to not be pleased with it. Still, it hadn't taken too long to convince her, and his compliments only helped. "Now, are you going to stand there staring all night or get on? Better hurry up before she or I change our minds and leave you here to drive by yourself," she said with a slight smirk, readjusting her position to sit further up to leave room for him to get on.
This wasn't like her at all, but then again, spending forever moping in the pool wasn't like her at all either, and she'd been doing plenty of things that weren't like her lately. Whether this was a good thing or not remained to be seen, and her main concern at the moment was him getting on and setting off before she really did change her mind. Well, not so much change her mind as regain her sanity. Clearly her offering a ride to a guy on her precious bird was an indication that she'd lost her marbles or something. That was the only logical explanation at this point, or at least, it was the most amusing one, so she'd go with that.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 1:06 am
Letting her change her mind was the last thing he wanted; a ride on Odette and a chance to snuggle up to Claire?... What? She was hot. He was allowed to like being close to her. "Right!" Nodding to himself Aulus climbed onto the massive bird and tried to mimick Claire's grip and stance... The Pidgeot wouldn't drop him, would she? He hoped not.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 1:45 am
Although Odette was tempted to drop him, she wouldn't. He said nice things about her every time she saw him, even though he was a male human who got awfully close to her human at times...
Claire immediately tensed when Aulus got on - how could she not? - but it was okay. She was okay. Everything was okay, so she pressed the bird forward before she had the chance to decide that everything was, in fact, not okay. So, at her urging Odette moved forward before launching into the air, using the wind to lift her several feet higher before gliding at that low altitude in case Aulus actually did fall. Either way, he probably needed to hold on a lot better than he was, considering the height and speed they'd be flying at.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 2:05 am
Aulus repressed a yelp of surprise as the flying type's powerful muscles launched them into the air. He couldn't help a sharp intake of breath though, or gripping Claire firmly around the waist. Once the initial shock of take-off had passed, the scarred man grinned. "This is awesome!" He made sure not to loosen his grip on Claire though; things would swiftly become very uncool if he slipped. At their current height and speed he'd probably survive a fall, unless he broke his neck, but he'd almost certainly break a bone or two... He wanted a Pidgeot, either that or more rides on Odette with Claire. Actually maybe both; he was a novice who would need training after all, it couldn't be too hard to persuade Claire of that he was sure.
“Can we go higher?” he asked after a moment. “I bet the view’s bloody amazing!” He’d have to get Claire to take him on another flight so he could take pictures... and somehow hang on at the same time. He’d figure something out, maybe some kind of harness that Odette would grab in her talons. That would mean no snuggling up to Claire though. Bugger.
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