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 Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 1:50 pm
 Lumin had come to the park to sketch and let his Pokemon play, a change of pace from his usual wild Pokemon sketches, and he had filled several pages of sketches already, and plenty more prime subjects were visible from his seat at the edge of the park. He had spread out his materials over the wooden bench for easy access, most of them in small boxes that had come from the messenger bag that was now slung over the back of the bench.
Pastel was sitting on Lumin's shoulder, watching the motion of the pencil intently as it brushed the paper, creating the image of a Bulbasaur that was sleeping beneath a tree. Quick strokes with his various utensils brought the black and white sketch to life. Pastel had always wondered how the little sticks worked, but had never had the chance to test them out.. and he knew that disturbing Lumin while he was drawing was a bad thing to do, so he contented himself to watching from his trainer's shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 2:16 pm
Daniel focus the lense of his camera on his running pokemon, clicking the camera to take the photo, he found himself sighing, his poochyena had gone and tripped. He watched the puppy pokemon see his tail and tried to chase it even thought his legs were tangled up under him. Dan started to laugh and shook his head, grabbing a nearby stick and throwing it. "Fetch!"
Tango's brown eyes widen and he was up on his feet before anyone could blink and was going after the stick like a maniac. He barked happily as he ran by the thrown stick and sniffed around, trying to find it. His ears perked up as he heard some scratching noises, walking over, he spotted a human wtih an eevee, wagging about a stick. Stick! He took the pencil from Lumin's hand and ran right back to Daniel.
Daniel looked away from his camera to see what Tango had brought this time. "........A pencil?...did someone lost one in the park?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 2:38 pm
Pastel noticed the Poochyena as it approached, but hadn't expected it to take Lumin's precious pencil. It wasn't one of the double sided ones that he was so fond of, but it was the one that he was using. Pastel watched as the pencil was jerked across the page from the unsuspecting artist's hand, creating a jagged line going down the from the bottom corner of the nearly finished sketch, across the Bulbasaur, and off the opposite corner.
Lumin leaped to his feet in shock, momentarily forgetting about the passenger on his shoulder. Pastel flew off and hit the bench, dazed. Lumin bent down to pick his Pokemon up, "I'm really sorry, are you okay?" In answer, Pastel shook his head and jumped back onto his trainer's shoulder. Lumin nodded and took off after the puppy Pokemon. He caught up to it as t gave the pencil to a man with a camera. Lumin slowed, "Um.. that's mine..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 3:00 pm
The teenager picked up the pencil just as he saw another trainer approach him with an eevee. "Oh....sorry, Tango is not very good at fetching...." He gave an apologetic look and gave him the pencil back.
Tango tilted his head, confuse as he gave a questioning bark up to his trainer. Why was he giving the toy away? Weren't they gonna play anymore fetch?
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 2:59 pm
Lumin took the pencil, now thoroughly covered in saliva.. crap... He held it gingerly and took out a little plastic bag that had originally held Pastel's lunch. He slipped the pencil into the bag and returned it to his pocket, "It's alright. I have more. Luckily, I was using a normal number two at the moment, not one of my art pencils. You have a very nice Poochyena...." He had added that last part to avoid sounding rude, though he did like the way the Pokemon looked.
Pastel hopped off Lumin's shoulder to greet the little Pooch, {Ello, ow are you? Wa's ya name? Ah'm Pastel.}
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 1:27 pm
Dan gave a pitiful chuckle as he watched Lumin with the pencil. He really did felt sorry that Tango had done that. Trying to distract himself, he turned his attention to their pokemon and smile. "You have a very handsome Eevee."
Tango wagged his tail rapidly as the eevee came down from the other human's shoulder. "(I am Tango!)"
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 2:31 pm
Lumin whipped his hand on his pants leg and looked down at the two Pokemon, "Thank you. He's a bit accident prone, but he's got a kind heart. He helps me find interesting Pokemon to sketch, sometimes, too..."
Pastel was oblivious of being talked about, {Da's a nice name. Ah like it.} He grinned and started swishing his tail back and forth, {Ya wanna play sumfin?}
Impasto had been sleeping inside Lumin's messenger bag, unwilling to take part in the sedated task of drawing Pokemon in the park. He felt it a waste of his time, so he had promptly taken a nap. He woke to find that he was alone. The Ekans frowned, looking around, only to find that Lumin and Pastel had, indeed, left him behind. He didn't need this kind of treatment. He attempted to get a bearing on which direction they had gone, based on smell, and headed off.
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