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 Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 1:33 pm
He had stayed with Devin and his gram a few days healing up, glad for the hospitality they had shown him. It had been an interesting thing spending time with the Sawsbuck, who managed to at times make him blush a bit with things he said or did to tease him, but oh did he also make Noble laugh!
It was with a truly heavy heart he said his goodbyes to his new friend, and he knew he could honestly call the other a friend after the time spent there, the ease in which they were able to just sit and talk. It was refreshing...and he hated the fact he knew staying would only bring trouble for Devin. It was one of the last things he wanted.
So, Noble left with a promise to come back and visit soon....and with a sad smile he waved goodbye and set off again.
Of course, the Keldeo was in a melancholy mood upon his leaving...if ever there was somewhere he'd have loved to stay longer it was there. Neither of them had treated him as anything different or special and he loved that. It felt so nice and normal with them. Still, now the saying 'All good things must come to an end' made sense to him now. It was the best thing to ever happen to him, and he hated to have it come to an end.
Still, as walked he vowed to himself he'd get back there. He'd see his friend again...and the thought warmed him immensely. There was nothing he wanted more than to see Devin again. He wasn't aware of the meaning of the flutter in his stomach at the thought of the Sawsbuck, or why he was so darn warm thinking of him either....but it was an all together nice feeling!
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 1:59 pm
Double Kick & Sacred Sword
How was it he tended to find himself in these situations? Honestly he was reaching the point of being tired of people trying to waylay him and relieve him of the few personal belongings he owned.
Today was no different he'd had a group of humans with their pokemon surround him in an attempt to rob him...and currently there lay several knocked out pokemon and a few sore young men.
At the moment, Noble was nursing a cut over an eye, and facing down the one who was undoubtedly the strongest human of the group, who also fought the dirtiest.
He managed to close his eyes in the nick of time before dirt was flung in his face blinding him and he stumbled backwards feeling feet catching him in the chest. What was that? Was the man using a pokemon move he'd seen? What was it...double kick! That's right!
Noble wiped the blood and dirt from his eyes and he was all action then as he dropped down and propped himself on a palm, kicking out with both feet, catching him in the chest and sending him backwards. A grin crosssed his face as he righted himself, tail lashing behind him in anticipation. Double kick had been a fairly effective move he realized!
The guy though, decided to be a smart mouth and started to run his mouth. "I'll find the people you love, and I'll mess them up so badly you won't ever recognize them again! They'll wish they'd died! You'll..."
He didn't get to finish his words because about that time Noble's ire had reached it's peak and his eyes flashed, the horn on his head began to glow and seemed to grow larger as he charged at his opponent, swinging his head and using his horn like one would a sword.
"You. Will. Not. Touch. Them."
Like hell some punk was going to find Devin, or his gram! He'd do all he could to protect the two of them, the only people he could say he cared about, or for in any way, and it had been their simple nature that had worked them into a place in his heart this way!
He had no clue he'd used the move sacred sword to enable his horn to grow, but his need and desire to protect his friends had allowed this to happen.
Standing there panting, he stood over the group of unconscious people and pokemon glaring and wiping sweat off his brow, a realization coming to him.
I don't cause the issues that seem to plague me. I'm there to fix them. To help people. To protect them. Just like I defeated these idiots to ensure the safety of Devin and his gram....I'm not bad luck! I guess I am a symbol of hope like people have told me...
He looked back in the direction he'd come from...how long ago now? Close to two weeks he wagered...maybe it was time to go back...see if he couldn't find a place to settle. He could work hard, earn some money and all....
Images of a certain Sawsbuck filled his mind and he smiled a little. Maybe investigate that interesting warmth he felt anytime he thought about Devin....he was up for that, though he knew it might not be a two way street. Still...he wouldn't know unless he went back and attempted something, right?
Gathering his things he took off at a run, pure joy on his face. This was a pull he'd been ignoring since he left, and now that he was answering it, it felt as if he had wings!
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