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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 12:09 pm

"You know, we should just go to the mansion one day and let you ask away about every single strange thing you can think of...." The healer said to his persian, even thought in reality he was talking to the psychic pokemon that lay hidden on the roofs, following him about. He tried to ignore the joyous and growing curiosity feeling that invaded his sense for a moment. Really, it was just plain strange.

Turning away from the shop window, he began walking again while being follow by the blind persian, who found this whole thing entertaining, since no one but his trainer could hear, at the moment, the other pokemon, it looked like he was having a conversation with either the air, himself or a blind persian.

"Really...can you lower the volume? I think I'll go deaf...as impossible as that might be."

Faraon tried his best to not laugh as he continue to be silent, shaking his head. Ah, the entertainment, what he would to have sight so he could just see the faces of those that happen to hear him.

Not that the would be the only thing people would stare at Adriel for. After all, the man was taller and paler then most, not to even point out his long white hair and strange wardrobe. So talking to himself wasn't so abnormal.

Adriel sighed and let one of his hands play with the handle of his sheath sword, really, how many questions could one pokemon have?

Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 6:47 am

"Ugh," she grumbled, her left hand rubbing the back of her neck as she walked slowly down the sidewalk. Her red eye glared down at the absol as she sneered, "I'm getting you your own little bed, Isamu; no more of this sleeping in my bed, you hear?"

The older pokemon let out a small sigh, hanging his head in shame. Great, now he'd been denied a large, warm bed and was going to be given something that probably wouldn't accommodate him. Hopefully it would be near the heater and not out in the apartment hallway...

The mareep let out a small snicker, grinning sheepishly at the absol. She was trotting along the other side of her trainer, enjoying their small afternoon stroll. It had been a while since she was allowed to roam like this and she took the liberty to soak up the sun's rays in her fluff.

"What're you snickering at? You're getting your own bed too...Or better yet your greatball; I probably shouldn't be out buying more things given the situations you two."

They both let out a small sigh, remembering back to the apartment full of stacked labeled boxes. It had been like that for a while in preparation of their little trek northbound. At least she was letting them out to stretch their legs today...there must be some catch to all this, she'd never be this nice normally.

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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 11:18 am

Adriel turned a corner and looked at another shop window, sighing to himself as he was question by the hidden Pokemon. "I swear, next time, he stays in his pokeball..." He muttered as he heard Faraon snickered. "It isn't funny, Faraon, how would you like to have a voice in your head constantly asking things?"

"(I wouldn't....but didn't you had voices in your head already?)" The feline grinned at his owner, who just arched an eyebrow before going back to looking at the shop window.

"Menudo, be quiet, I don't need translations." The healer growled under his breath. He turned to the persian. "What do you think? Buy a new hammock? At least it will keep you and Menudo happy." While I keep sleeping on the floor... He thought begrudgingly. He didn't mind it, really, but sometimes he knew he let his Pokemon get away with a little more then he should.

The feline nodded, he didn't like to share his current bed with the psychic pokemon.

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