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 Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:22 pm
As Killy started to turn and head back to his mobile market, he was met with a bump from an Arcanine carrying small girl, who promptly fell off the dog Pokemon, "Oh hey sorry about that!" he said kneeling down a bit, "You okay? My name's Eklyx, and you're at the...well what used to be the Fire Gym..." the young shop keeper said with a bit of a frown, "That over there is Raiu, then there's Roland, Kerri, Desmond, Samantha." he said as he went on politely introducing everyone, normally he would have let them do it themselves, since he was never good with words, but with whats been going on as of late, he figured it was the least he could do. "So what about you eh? Who might you be?" Eklyx asked as he pulled out a handful of Pokemon food for the Arcanine.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 9:04 pm
One little Indian boy was left all alone. ~Flandre Scarlet~ "I see..." she replied, examining the odd bunch carefully. Well they didn't look too threatening to her. At least...for now. She slowly managed her way from Arcanine's tail, to her Arcanine's side. Her Arcanine was lapping up the Pokemon food as if he hadn't eaten in hours. Which was probably true, considering Flandre didn't know when she fell asleep or when she woke up, so Arcanine deserved a good break. Her Arcanine made sure not to bite Killy's hand though. She jumped up and hopped back onto her Arcanine again, this time laying face down and hugging around his mane. "Well..my name is Flandre....Flandre Scarlet....and thank you for feeding my friend....and yes I'm fine..." she said with a nod to each response. She looked around and examined the area. The Fire Gym huh? It looked like a pile of rubble and ash. She disregarded it for now. "Well...I suppose you could say that I'm a nomad, I travel around from place to place, exploring the world." She wasn't ready to be friendly with them just yet...but at least this Eklyx person was ok in her book. She wouldn't eat him at least... "Say...this place seems...a bit deserted.....are there any humans here?" Her stomache rumbled, "I'm so hungry..." she petted her Arcanine, "Also know where I can find a source of water for my buddy here?" she asked with a bright smile to Eklyx, she considered him to be a friend at least. He went and hanged himself and then there were none...
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 9:54 pm
Eklyx smiled at the healthy appetite of the Pokemon, giving it a pet on the head he turned to the girl who introduced her self as Flandre, ""It's nice to meet you Flandre; it's no trouble at all! I can see you take good care of him, his coat is really nice and full." it warmed his heart to see folks care for their Pokemon so well; her next statement though made Killy's heart sink a bit, "Well....us and that's it...there was an...accident...everyone else is gone...." he said with a frown, it still left a bitter taste in his mouth, the sight of the funeral pyre, "Oh, hungry? No worries c'mon, I've got plenty of supplies in my shop here" the said thumping the large vehicle attached to the back of his truck, "and we can get you friend there some water too." Killy stated as he walked over to the back of the beastly camper, opening it and hopping in before holding out a hand to help the girl in.
Inside the vehicle it looked like a mobile PokeCenter/Mart, his Scrafty was running to and fro placing merchandise where it belongs; there was a ladder in the corner which lead to the upstairs, the living quarters.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 10:11 pm
Caring is thinking with your heart  "Temper, temper." Desmond commented, brushing off his shirt. "That's no way to treat guests. I suppose that's how society is these days, filled with a bunch of savages." With the mention of one word, Desmond's blood began to boil. "I am NOT a Nightwalker! Not anymore!" He shouted. He hated being referred to as a Nightwalker, after all the torture they put him through. They're the reason he lost his Gym Leader position, why he was kicked off the island by his own peers.
"Eklyx!" Desmond shouted. "I hear you have a surplus of Ultra Balls, and I need Ultra Balls! Help me with this problem of my lack of Ultra Balls!" He said, hoping Eklyx could take the hint.
"Are these them? Good. I'm in extremely short supply. I'll take eight!" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a large wad of cash. The same money he obtained for killing Jeffrey and Gloria. "Enjoy your generous tip. Maybe you can use it to rebuild Grumpy's gym!" Picking up his eight 'Ultra Balls', Desmond then called out his Braviary. "Come on. We've got things that need doing. Eklyx, was a pleasure to see you again. And it was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, ma'am!" He tipped his hat to Sam, then took off to the skies on top of his eagle Pokemon. Think hard.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 10:18 pm
One little Indian boy was left all alone. ~Flandre Scarlet~ Flandre examined his truck thoroughly..it looked really big, especially to her. She figured she may as well view his store of sorts for some food, though she doubt she had the kind she'd like. She patted her Arcanine softly on the mane as a way of telling it to hop up on the truck. It did just that, it leapt up on the back of Eklyx's truck in a fast motion, while Flandre held on. She didn't really want to bother him and make him pull her up, so she decided to pass on the gesture Eklyx made. "Thanks I keep him well groomed, I love my Arca dearly, more than anything really." She hopped up of his mane and brushed her skirt down with her hands to remove any unwanted fur. She looked around his shop for a while before she decided to purchase a few bottled waters and a bowl for her companion. She sighed to herself, "I knew there wouldn't be any limbs here...oh well." When she went to pay for her things at the 'clerk' she couldn't help but think his Scrafty was cute, immediately her personality changed to that of a fangirl of Pokemon as she ran up to it and hugged it tight, "OHMYGOODNESSYOU'REJUSTSOFREAKINGCUTE!!!" she exclaimed really fast. She realized how silly she was being and put it down and poked her cheek, "I'd like to purchase these cutey!" she said as she left that part of the shop with a bright smile. She poured some water for her Arcanine in a bowl and watched him lap it up. Again, probably from not having eaten or drank anything for a long time. She hopped back onto his back and went back to her original position. "Thanks for the help. I like you Eklyx, you seem nice." she smiled. Maybe not all humans were bad after all... "Still wish there was some food. Maybe we should go to another town? Since everyone is gone from this place." she tilted her head curiously, "Did they leave or something?" she said not knowing of the past events. She continued to question, "Was that your Desmond friend? What did he say? DarkSkipper or something? What's that?" He went and hanged himself and then there were none...
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 10:37 pm
"I can tell eh, you two get along really well! It warms my heart to see Pokemon and trainers who love each other so much" Eklyx said to Flandre, not catching the comment on 'limbs', as Desmond had came in asking about 'Ultraballs' very specifically...how did he get knowledge on them so fast, "Ult...Yeah...Sadie, get Desmond a few 'Ultraballs' okay?" he said to his Scrafty as she nodded and sat Desmond out a pack of eight, which he promptly and generously paid for, any suspicions in Killy's mind were instantly tossed aside at the sight of the large sum, "Guh...wha...safe travels Des! You know my number, it hasn't changed, call anytime!" he said waving as his friend took off.
Placing the money into his til Eklyx grinned from ear to ear, "Oh man, that's a lot a' cash!" he said to himself before returning to Flandre, "Well...I plan on heading around the towns, may as well travel, it's been a while since I've gone around...as for.....as for what happened....they're dead....I'd rather not talk about that..." the shop keeper said, sitting down on the edge of the entrance to his shop. "Nightwalker, actually...he's not one anymore but....that's...a really long story too..." he stated as he watched his friend fly off into the distance.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 10:48 pm
One little Indian boy was left all alone. ~Flandre Scarlet~ Flandre lazily stroked her Arcanine's mane listening to Eklyx, "Well of course Arca and I love each other, we've been close since day one!" she said petting him behind his ear, his favorite petting spot, as his face lit up in joy and she let out a soft laugh. She heard some more, "Maybe I could get a ride with you guys? My poor Arcanine desperately needs a rest." she said as she continued scratching him. She then heard the rest of what he had to say, "Dead huh? Bummer...but it was their time...say..what happened to the bodies?" she perked up hoping she might actually get a meal yet. "You know...just out of..curiosity...yeah..that's it." she gave a bit of a sly smile. He went and hanged himself and then there were none...
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:33 pm
Hazel eyes trained on the new arrival, Samantha looked the girl-Flandre Scarlet-over, judging her. Instantly, she liked the girl. Not normally one to like someone-especially in an instant-Sam found herself drawn to her clothes. The teen loved punk and goth fashion but, above all, she loved lolita. She fought the urge to approach Flandre and ask where she bought such splendid clothing. It was even in her favorite color-pink. Another problem arose. Samantha also had to fight the urge to run up and hug Flandre's Arcanine. To her, hugging fluffy and big pokemon was one of the few pleasures in the world. One Rishi had fully used to her advantage on more than one occasion. In fact, Sam's older sister had used that weakness against her quite often.
Her mind registered Desmon talking, saying-yelling-that he was no longer a Nightwalker. Samantha's eyes narrowed in something close to anger. She needed a Nightwalker to get her revenge on the PWFers. Well, the girl did not actually need a Nightwalker for revenge but her own skills at battling was rather lacking. She preferred her Pokemon be used for contests and musicals. Not because she was a coordinator, heavens no. She felt like they were more of a challenge than battling. Hoping that finding a Nightwalker would thus reveal an ally she could use.
As Desmond departed, she tipped her own hat in return, smoothing her features to passive. A brief idea of following him on her shiny Charizard flashed across her mind, but she shook it away. It wasn't like all hope was lost. There were probably other former Nightwalkers that would help her and it wasn't like Des didn't say he wouldn't because she didn't even ask him.
Her gaze drifted over the gathered PWFers and Sam took a step toward Killy and Flandre. She detested crowds, especially those consisting of people she held responsible for her sister's death. It was obvious the loli had not been apart of what happened two years ago and Killy, he seemed neutral.
Suddenly, Sam broke her restraint. "I just have to know, where'd you get your outfit? Do they sell any other styles?" She was like a kid in a candy store. Her eyes big and expectant. Then, randomly, she flung herself at the Arcanine, hugging it. At the moment, she didn't care that it was a stranger's pokemon or that it was leaving her open to any attacks. She had needed a giant fluffy hug like this since the news of her sister passing reached her and none of Sam's own pokemon had been fluffy-or big-enough to help.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:14 am
“If what you really want is to be free from your fears… Raiu looked around the scene. The explosion really had attracted a large crowd. To his relief, Desmond flew away on his Braviary. Resist the urge to send a ThunderBolt after him... Raiu looked up at the newcomer, Flandre, who seemed pretty to him. I'll greet her later. But first... Raiu walked over to Eklyx and pulled him aside for a brief discussion.
"Bro, did you HAVE to sell DESMOND the 'Ultra Balls?' He's a mercenary as well as an enemy to the PWF. And the Nightwalkers, if you choose to stay neutral."
All of this was said with a sharp whisper. Raiu worriedly glanced back up in the direction where Desmond flew away and expected to see an explosion any second. Sometimes, Raiu felt Eklyx would do anything for money. Not much different from his actual brother. Always balance good and evil. …then strengthen your soul!”
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 12:04 am
Slate eyes creaked open to let in the sterile light of Eklyx's shop van. Immediately the young woman came into consciousness, sleepiness washing from her mind. Had she been napping? She must have dozed off. Moving vehicles always did make her sleepy.
Silver stood up, finding herself in the corner of the van. Eklyx was there, and he seemed to be with a customer, a girl in a lolita-style outfit in step by an impressively groomed Arcanine. Yawning softly, Silver placed a hand on her hip and stepped over to them.
"Hello," she said cautiously. There was something odd about her, something that left Silver intrigued and wary at the same time.
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