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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:27 pm
Like most men, Alastair wasn’t great about discussing his feelings. But, in this case, he would have described himself as really ‘damned pissed off’, more or less. So, it would be smart to say he was more angry than distressed, but there was some distressment going on inside that mind of his. The gesture from Liam, once again, surprised him, but he didn’t really mind it. It wasn’t as if Liam suddenly gave him a big hug or something. Now that would have just been a little… loony.
And then the moment of anger was gone, replaced by his usual sardonic side.
“Yeah, my Faith-in-Humanity Pants,” Alastair went on, as if absolutely nothing had happened. “See, I’ve got this pair of pyjamas… they’ve got little vulpixes on it. Yeah, I know. Manly, isn’t it? Anyway, I was talking to a friend when I said, ‘Oh, I’m sorry; I must’ve left my faith in humanity in my other pants today’ when he points out that my only other pair of pants---besides the pair I was wearing at the time---were these pyjamas. So, we started calling them my Faith-in-Humanity Pants. And, whenever I started to loose faith in humanity, I’d put them on for the day and go to sleep. Worked wonders. That and it’s impossible to be mad at someone while wearing pyjamas with vulpix on it.”
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:29 pm
((-flails- Sorry guys! I got yanked away from the computer! D8 ))
After another ten minutes of combined digging by human and pokemon, the last two Electrodes were freed from the mud/rock mixture. They too, like the earlier ones, were bruised and dizzy from the previous explosion.
"ELec......trode...." Rolling a bit as the trainers pulled them free, the fresh air rejuvinated all four of them along with the care they recieved from the humans.
Jen pondered as the four electric pokemon looked almost ready to leap for joy, despite their condition. "I don't think wild electrode live out here, but there is the power plant back in the city. Maybe they got stolen from there? What do you guys think?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:35 pm
 Fin nodded at Jen's suggestion. "Knowing Team Rocket, it seems likely that they stole them." She watched the girl playing with the one she'd made friends with. "They seem to be fairly comfortable with humans. They might even have trainers back in the city who are worried about them… Poor things, I'm glad we could rescue them."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:38 pm
"Dude, don't diss the Vulpix. That is a manly pokemon right there. It doesn't take much of a man to love a Rhydon or a Blastoise. Takes a real man to admit they like a cute fuzzy pokemon like Vulpix. And even more of a man to admit they think Ninetails is pretty."
Liam grinned at Alastair, quirking an eyebrow at his story. "You're a sarcastic one, aren't you?" He teased, letting go of the other to brush off. All the electrodes seemed fine -- a little upset, but fine. Which Liam was thankful for. While Electrode wasn't his favorite pokemon in the world, he'd still be pretty damn pissed if one of them had died. Heaven forbid the day he met the b*****d who had tortured that ponyta to death, that few years ago. Now, however, was not the time to dwell on feelings. Looking over at Jen, the healer spoke up, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Ally over here and I were discussing that earlier, before he got into his 'humanity pants'... thought they were probably stolen."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:48 pm
Mythee  That's when the vapor coming up from the pot suddenly became a face, and said face exclaimed "GAAS!" In all amusement- aiming to shock the other pokemon.
"Kekekekeke!" Donut cackled, flying around the interior of wagon two. If he made noise here, Lamen would doubtlessly arrive to prevent him from annoying people again- and then he'd get to see the results of his ingenious plan.
"Donut?! Where did you go?" Lamen's voice could be heard from outside as she looked for her pokemon, approaching wagon two as she followed his laughing voice. 
-Earlier that day-
(([{How anything goes about surprising a psychic pokemon is a question to even me. The Girafarig stared rather coldly at the playful gastly, as he emerged from the broth boiling within the tub on the burner. When the pokemon soared past him and started to circle the room, Muffril showed his revulsion of the situation and let out a minute battle cry as he aimed to attack the intruder. Lesson one….never bring something the size of a small horse into a kitchen. Muffril was a bull in a chain-shop, making things crack and drop as he twisted around to keep aim at the ghost, to make his shot of confusion.
In the background Effie’s voice heard, bawling at both pokemon. At her’s to keep still (he was making a mess in his flailing about) and the ghost pokemon to go away (for obvious reasons).
Racing towards the entrance of the wagon Effie knew that if Donut was around so was Lamen. Poking her head out over the edge, the girl cupped a hand to the side of her mouth, “Lamen call off your pokemon! He’s making a mess in the kitchen!” When in reality, it was HER pokemon that was making the mess….while Donut wasn't actively making the chaos, he sure as heck was helping in causing it. }]))
....bUt everyone has A .::passion::. , she might find herZ.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:49 pm
“Hey, I never said I wasn’t dissing them. I just said that they aren’t very manly compared to say… oh… I don’t know… growlithe, I guess. I think it takes a real man to admit he likes jigglypuffs. Either that, or an insomniac. And ninetails is pretty. A helluva lot prettier than rhydon.” Not that that took very much. Huh. He’d never been really fond of rhydon. That was more of his little brother’s thing, since he was the one who was all over-protective about his masculinity.
As intelligent as he was, it took Alastair several seconds to realize who ‘Ally’ was. But… that was such a girly name! Sure, he’d admit he liked ‘feminine’ pokémon, but a girly name? That was just unfair. And there wasn’t really a way to feminize ‘Liam’. Fine. He had won this round. “Hey, don’t talk trash about the humanity pants. I was thinking about marketing them, because everyone ought to have a pair of Faith-in-Humanity Pants… but then I realized that I would just be taking advantage of people. In a bad way.” For a moment, he simply watched the electrodes roll around, trying to figure out where they came from. “Yeah… yeah, I think they were stolen. Wild pokémon would be more distrustful, even of people who had just helped them. I guess we should just keep them until we can drop them off at the closest town.”
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:59 pm
"Jigglypuff? They remind me of chewing gum..." He responded mostly to himself, scratching his head, "Growlithe aren't manly, but they aren't girly either. I like Growlithe... then again, I like Nidoking too."
Liam snickered, noticing that Alastair had noticed the nickname. Poor guy. Then again, that was Liam's personality. He was a tease. At least Alastair didn't blush like Ridley. That was way too much fun.
"Hey, if I could, I would buy a pair of "faith in humanity" pants," the healer grinned, just imagining it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:07 pm
((
"Donut!" Lamen came rushing in, only to be knocked back out of the wagon by the rampaging Girafarig. She crashed on the ground face-up and just... stayed there to facepalm in annoyance. It seemed her pokemon took particular interest in annoying people that already didn't like her that much.
The gastly, noticing his trainer was just knocked onto the ground, sped out of the wagon himself to check up on her.
"Gas gas gassstly." He said solemnly-
But the human pushed herself off the ground and stood up finally, face-to-face with Donut.
"Alright you." She said, serious. "Why do you keep bothering Aimi, and where were you last night?"
Donut blinked and then grinned innocently, looking to the left.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:08 pm
“Arcanine then. They’re manly, right? Admittedly, they’re also fluffy, but I think they’re pretty manly.” Yeah, Alastair liked the fluffy pokémon. Vulpix, ninetales, growlithe, arcanine… most of his favorites were consistently fluffy. He also had a sentimental attachment to mareeps. It didn’t matter that they were common. They were fluffy, which was good enough. And easy to hug and snuggle. “I dunno about jigglypuff… I just don’t trust a pokémon that is basically just a walking face. Gastly are just floating faces, by the way, so they don’t count.”
It would take slightly more than an embarrassing nickname to make Alastair blush. After all, he’d grown up with two siblings and a pair of doting parents, who gleefully and sadistically came up with every embarrassing name they could bestow upon such a lad. Hmm… Alastair peered carefully at Liam, imagining him in a pair of Faith-in-Humanity Pants and found the mental image pleasing. Grinning widely, he added, “Well, guess I know what to get you for your birthday.”
Right about then, Alastair noticed that his hands were pretty thoroughly covered in mud. Eugh… “I really hope there’s a river or something nearby for a wash,” he muttered, looking down at them.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:25 pm
"Arcanine is fluffy too, but still not manly, per se... but it's not worth debating. Pokemon are pokemon, and I heal them whether they are creepy or fluffy or pink balls of chewing gum," Liam replied conversationally, stretching a bit. It hadn't always been easy... briefly he remembered that frightened houndour that had bit him. Shaking his head, the healer quirked his eyebrow at Alistair, amused again.
"And you'd know when my birthday is, wouldn't you?"
Tossing the boy a waterbottle, Liam straightened a bit, looking around. He hadn't seen Ridley in a long while... where had the boy gone?
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:36 pm
PossiBly the MOS+ unmotivated [{traINer}]....
-Earlier that day-
(([{Effie winced as she heard the thumps of her pokemon accidentally ramming into the other trainer, and the sound of said trainer’s body connecting with the ground outside of the wagon. Under different circumstances she might have been impressed by the strength of that blow, but now Effie found herself concerned, “Lamen!” Finding her voice, the girl called after the limp form on the ground.
Rushing outside Effie fell short of actually doing something to help the other girl up, but just stood rather uselessly. Confusion apparent on the female’s face, she watched the exchange between the trainer and pokemon. Oh, that didn’t matter right now!
Effie fought away the thoughts of the corrupted dream, she grasped to the dream last night…the one just as fake, but the answer to ending the drama.
Letting her head fall so her bangs veiled her eyes, the teen cleared her throat, “Lamen…” Effie kept her eyes lowered as she spoke; grinding the toe of one boot into the floor and wiggled her foot around on the pivot, she clasped both hands behind her back. Looking much like a shy child, the girl found it difficult to continue, but she managed “I’m erm….what ‘m trying to say is…I’m sorry for the way I’ve been- “ She cut short, this was dumb. Looking up at the other, her eyes set ablaze with zeal Effie shook her head, there she goes again over analyzing. Holding out her arms, hands cupped upwards and shoulders raised she looked genuinely bewildered in her own mixed feelings. Bleh…woman.
Finally her lips parted…and words! They came out! “Wanna start over?” She asked, holding out her unwounded hand. “Hello there stranger….my name is Effie. Wanna be friends?” There, simple like a child. Making friends was so simple back then, and just because both girls were in their teens didn’t mean they couldn't make it work. Maybe this is what both needed, a do-over. The little remaining guilt still lingering from Lamen….the confused mixed feelings Effie felt towards the other. A clean slate would be best for both. }]))
....bUt everyone has A .::passion::. , she might find herZ.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:37 pm
Clearly, they had different definitions of what was really ‘manly’. But, like Liam said; it didn’t really matter. Alastair didn’t particularly like electrodes, personally, but he would help them if they needed it. It wasn’t like they meant to explode and make things all unpleasant for everyone involved. It just… happened.
“Nope,” Alastair admitted easily with a shrug as he caught the water bottle. “Don’t have a clue when your birthday is. So, you can either make it easy on everyone involved and just tell me now, or I’ll be reduced to asking around and looking like a crazy stalker. And it’ll be all your fault, Liam. Come on, you wouldn’t do that to me, would you?” Splashing a bit of water on his hands, he was able to at least wash them off and his face as well. It wasn’t as good as a bath or a shower, but it would do until someone found a river or something.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:46 pm
When the other trainer came out, Donut made way for her as if he knew she would want to talk all along.
Lamen was genuinely surprised, but happy at Effie's suggestion. It was an odd way of repairing a friendship, and it isn't how Lamen would have gone about it- but if she had been forgiven and invited to be a friend once again, that was enough.
She held out her hand and shook Effie's with a strong grip, and holding back a chuckle, re-introduced herself.
"A little weird, but a good idea. Nice to meet you, then, Effie. My name is Lamen, and this is Donut. I apologize for all the trouble he's been causing you." She smiled warmly, while her silver gastly hovered around both their heads with hidden laughter at how easily he'd triggered this.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:47 pm
Kira of Flames 
Katie closed her eyes as she was given even more attention, letting out a happy sound from her throat. Carefully, she took the finger giving her an earscratch and began cleaning it. She then put the finger back on her head and took his face in her paws, cleaning the tip of his nose.
Kira felt completely useless with all the stuff going around and sighed. Maybe she should go looking for Katie. Getting up and giving Lock one last glance, she decided she wouldn't be missed and took her leave. "Katie?" She called out as she got closer to the wagons.
Katie perked up and stopped cleaning when she heard her trainer calling her name. "Chiiii?"(Heehee, Kira is awesomely special! She wants to name them Steve, Joe and Frank!)
Joe was okay with a pokemon on his shoulder. He was even okay with it licking his finger. But licking his face? Now that was a bit much. Joe tensed as Katie began licking his nose.
"Haha, looks like it's eating your face Joe." Steve teased.
"Haha...very...fu...nny..." Joe replied in between Katie's licks. Needless to say, he was relieved when Katie stopped.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:51 pm
"That would be way too easy though, now wouldn't it?" Liam responded with a grin.
Giving a short yawn, the healer stretched again, looking around. "I... suppose we're building up camp then, huh?" he murmured, mostly to himself. He still didn't know where Ridley had managed to wander off to...
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