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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:42 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:44 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:45 am
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Ah! Summer was here and it was about freaking time! Admittedly, Alastair felt a little bad about leaving Conri the houndoom back with his parents, but… well, only a little bit. The houndoom wasn’t exactly what one would call ‘decent company’ for such things, being all huge and snarly. And the ultra-super-fancy ads for Camp Xine did specify to bring a smaller pokémon. And Luminitia wasn’t the sort to come along either, since her thoughts were mostly centered on her next meal and neither was Rylee since the poor cubone mostly hid whenever Alastair brought him out. And that just left…
“Mew,” Lucine said, attempting to wash her long ears with her front paws in an extremely un-Eevee-like fashion. Currently, the mew was ‘disguised’ as an eevee, since Alastair didn’t want to attract too much attention. Just a little would be fine. A small pink eevee would be alright, right? Admittedly, some people would probably wonder why a young man like Alastair had a pink one, but he was just secure enough in his masculinity, ok?
“Shut up,” he said wearily, scratching the mew-turned-eevee behind the ears. He wasn’t sure who he was talking to, Lucine or the trainers who had decided to start a game of Annoy the Busdriver. Yeah. Great idea. Go annoy the nice man who was in charge of the air-conditioned bus. Unfortunately, even Lucine’s extreme cuteness couldn’t save them from a fate of walking. Lucine didn’t mind. She curled around Alastair’s shoulders and rubbed her head against his cheek. Ah well. A walk would do them all some good, yes?
A nice. Long. Five hour long walk.
“Mew!” Lucine said again, in her horribly cheerful way before she climbed down and started to bounce off. There were lots of people here! She hoped some of them had treats for her. And she was fairly certain she had detected another mew on the bus! It was all very exciting and required a good deal of exclamation points!
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:48 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:48 am
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A gray-haired person of unidentified gender oozed off the bus like a melting ice cube with a Shroomish on top. The Shroomish seemed perfectly fine somehow, even though they weren't supposed to like sunny places. Maybe the humidity is what kept it happy. ...Actually, one would find this Shroomish's expression particularly hard to read. It seemed... bored. Neither happy, nor sad. Perhaps it was one or the other though. I mean, don't read a book by its cover, right?
Anyways, back to the trainer (with the Shroomish acting like a hat.) She stumbled unsteadily upon the ground and then leaned against the side of the bus, taking out her dex/cell phone. Calling home.
Doot.
Doot.
Doot.
-Click- (<-The sound of the phone getting picked up)
At this moment, all of those who were nearby would hear the loud honk that emanated from the dex's speakers. Lamen, having predicted this, was holding it far from her ear- and then answered with a somewhat whiny tone. "Hi Soar, glad to see you're home. I'm proud and, uh, really really glad you remembered what I taught you about using a phone. So, um, as per instructions- can you come pick me up right now? Via teleportation, not flight. Is that okay?" -"HOOOONK." "OW. Thank you so much, Soar." (Not even a hint of sarcasm.)
At that note, a straaange little crazy-haired kid popped her head out from underneath the bus. Her eyes were a bright yellow and almost seemed to glow for the brief moment she was shadowed. Most terrifying, however, was her shark-toothed grin, akin to that of Lamen's Gengar, Donut. Being used to it, however, Lamen had actually grown attached to the expression- it's just that... how could one explain its presence on the face of a human?!
"HI THERE." The white-and-orange kid shouted, totally unsuspicious, right. "I'm a stooowaway, so talk to me quieeetly." She whispered, contradicting her previous volume. -"Uhh... hi." Lamen answered, wondering what the point was of a stowaway on a FREE camping trip. "You can have my place, if you want. I'm leaving." The little girl grinned. "But I don't have a pokemon! You see, I tried to bring my Mightyena, but he couldn't cling to the bottom of the bus like me. NO WORRIES, HOWEVER! I know where he is, thanks to the tracking device I put in him!" She flipped off the bus and onto the ground crawler-monster style and then got up promptly, holding a device that came out of nowhere. "See? He's over HERE. Isn't he slow? He's practically STILL where he fell off!" She pointed to a little blipping light on a map. Lamen swallowed hard, imagining either a roadkilled or wounded Mightyena lying on the ground, or trying to drag himself slowly to his trainer's location. Good thing she'd seen the map. She HAD to go check up on the poor thing. "What's your name?" She asked the kid while crouching down, trying not to sweatdrop. -"KEKEKEKEKEKE!" Okaay, that was a creepy laugh. "I am the mighty Yth! Yth of Firbunnythcro!" She announced to all ears, and then whispered into Lamen's: "-but that's a secret."
Lamen was completely and utterly quiet for a couple of seconds while Yth continued grinning at her. The kid then started talking again. "Your Shroomish. Give it to me!" -"Huh? Oh, right. Okay, since I planned to use this to rack up some experience for Potatobi anyways. I'm only lending her to you, though." Mentally apologizing to the newly-caught Shroomish, Lamen took Potatobi off her head and handed her over to Yth, who immediately dropped the little mushroom pokemon on the ground. Potatobi seemed to understand, however, and stayed near the multicolored kid. Hearing a familiar loud blaring honk noise, Lamen deduced that Soar had found her, and arrived. She nodded, waved bye, and started walking in the honk's direction, away from the campers.
Yth watched her go, still with that unnaturally large grin. She got someone's place in the trip AND their pokemon to replace that useless old Scruffmuff. Everything was going as planned. "Kekekekeke..." She cackled darkly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:51 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:53 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:56 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:57 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:59 am
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Lisa stared at the child who had called herself Yth, but only for a brief moment. Starring was rude, after all. While glancing around, however, she spotted and eevee. Nearly squealing with girlish glee, but refraining to keep her dignity, she walked hurriedly over to the small pokemon and its trainer, who, for some reason, looked vaguely familiar. "Why hello!" Lisa said, in an obviously much more up beat mood than a few minutes ago, "May I, perchance, pet your adorable little Eevee?" Lisa smiled and tried to look as friendly as possible.
Her companion, on the other hand, was more interested in investigating the "stowaway". Merlin silently floated towards Yth to try and get a better look at the strange individual.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:59 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:00 am
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Eros Leoni dragged his feet as he began to follow the rest of the group away from the bus, pulling a large wheeled suitcase behind him. He shot a scowl back in the driver's direction. "Didn't have to kick us all off because a few people were making a ruckus," he muttered, half to himself, half to the Skitty cradled in his arms. "Stupid people making a ruckus. Now we have to walk all the way to the stupid camp. Stupid camp, only one Pokemon. Could've brought Caligula or Callisto, and then I wouldn't have had to walk. Stupid Juno, making me go to this stupid camp in the first place. 'Builds character' my foot."
The Skitty clambered out of Eros's arms and scrambled up to his shoulder to lick his cheek affectionately with her tiny tongue. "Skit, skitty?" She purred and rubbed her head under his chin.
"Yeah, at least I've got you, Dido." Eros forced a small smile and scratched his companion behind the ears. He pulled the handle of his luggage out a bit further and began trudging along again with the others.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:03 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:03 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:05 am
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Adriel dislike mornings, mainly by little fact that he was nocturnal and should be sleeping right now. He had taken the rear back seat to himself to he could catch up with it, but alas, it did not happen.
Stealing a glance behind him, he saw that the trainers were mobilizing. That was good, he supposed. His purple eyes looked around until he felt a mental tug with an offer.
(You know, I could just teleport you there....)
He was far enough ahead that no one would hear him clearly. "And how do you suppose we explain that to the camp staff and later to the other campers?"
(You are a telepath!.....wait...no, that would never work...how about you own a very powerful physic pokemon?! At least it would be true?)
"First of all, I don't own you, second of all, they would question why didn't I help out getting the rest of the people there. Some of them will suffer for this....they are probably not use to a five-hour hike in rough terrain..."
(You are no fun...)
"You say that alot..." Adriel smirked, their private conversation die down and the healer picked up his shiny shinx when he showed signs of struggling in the rought terrain. "Its alright...." He pet him lightly.
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