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Cherry_chain Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 5:46 pm
Exploration teams need to train!
This area is a large enclosed space within the building, though the domed ceiling is retractable to allow for weather-affected moves to be practised.
The ground is hard flat dirt, more suited for head-on-battles rather than for battles of the more strategic variety. White lines split the ground into sections, protective barriers rising up at the lines to absorb the shock of most attacks, physical and magical, to prevent them from interfering too much with other battles.
Dummies and targets of all kinds are also available, you only need to get them from the equipment room.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 12:19 pm
 ~Blight
A lone Buneary stood in the center of the training field, a humanoid, stuffed dummy set up in the dirt before him. Rather than the smile that was constantly etched on Blight's face, there was a lack of any emotion shown in his disposition. Earlier that day he was strolling through the west wing of his guild only to find a 'vacancy' sign hanging upon the door of what was once his best friend's team room. As of recently he was forbidden from seeing this said friend so coming upon something like this came as quite the shock; enough to put him in this blank state he was now... It was rather dark outside when he had entered so this being a public building he may be forced to leave soon due to closing, never-the-less the Buneary was in what appeared to be an intense staring match with the stuffed opponent before him. Eyes ablaze his fist soon joined in and conjured a ferocious, rage-filled, Fire Punch upon the helpless dummy which seemed to be nothing more than an outlet of his anger in this moment.
Why was life so unfair to him?
Just as the dummy hit the ground in a pile of cinders, he too fell to his knees and began to weep. Fortunately for the moment he was completely alone and allowed to unleash his suppressed emotions like this.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 10:09 am
 ChaseThe Ralts shuffled along with a dejected sigh down the hall to where he knew the training ground to be. Cutlass had moved them to a different team and in doing so a different guild. Normally he would have been excited to go to a new area and possibly make new friends, but his enthusiasm had been crushed when he had learned that by moving he'd essentially be leaving behind his first friend. It was heart breaking. The tiny Psychic continued on his dreary march to the training grounds, shoving the door open which had already been cracked slightly, and stepping into the light outside. His bright blue eyes squinted, taking a moment to adjust to the sudden change in brightness and as his sight began to return he noticed a familiar brown blur ahead of him. No. It couldnt be... IT WAS! Chase teleported with a loud crack, appearing behind the Buneary to tackle him in a hug to the ground. "Bliiighhhhhhhttttt!" [ <3]
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 6:53 pm
~Blight
Nearly at the point of wailing fetal position, there could have been nothing more shocking at the moment then a sudden amount of weight equal to his own attached to his back. Responding naturally to the situation, he flailed wildly and ended up making contact with his fist on flesh other than his own at least once though truly unsure of the location or even who he was swinging at with emotional vigor until he opened his eyes which were more than red with tears.
"Chase!"
He yelped out with a mix of shock and regret; granted he was angry but he would never lash out intentionally even though the mentioned Ralts was the reason he was crying.
Having sprawled the Ralts out on the ground easily during the slight skirmish there wasn't a second to spare until he was on the ground next to him also, kneeling for a moment before he just gave up and laid down next to him, head soon buried in the chest of the Psychic type's gown as the tears returned with blubbering words.
"I-I-I'm s-s-so s-sorry."
Was all that was able to be repeated over and over for now.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 11:35 am
ChaseThe diminuitive Psychic let out a yelp of his own when he was tackled back and seemed completely bewildered as to why his friend was crying. More specifically why he was crying into Chase's gown. Did he realize how hard it was to clean this thing? The Ralts sat up, cautiously patting Blight on the head with a look that mixed concern with blatant terror. Was he going to go axe crazy next? "Sorry about what?"Really now, there was nothing to be sorry about. Chase didnt quite understand what Blight was all boohooing over. The room thing? Psh, that was no big deal. Although Cutlass had been pretty ticked off for a while.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 2:44 pm
~Blight
"I-I thought you were gone..."
The Buneary managed to blubber out as he pulled himself away from his resting-place slightly; nevertheless his head hung low with tears as he spoke but it was apparent he was trying his best to clear his voice of it.
"Like you left me...Forever."
He concluded the rundown of his worries.
"I-I thought it was my fault."
A reason for his apologetic nature was given; the tears clearing up little by little as his words were out in the open.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 10:41 am
ChaseChase gave a bright smile of understanding. "Gone? No-no-no! Mum decided that leading a team was a hassel and got us into another guild's exploration team. Our leaders are some...weird Growlithe girl and her pet Drifloon."The Ralt's eyes widened in surprise that the Buneary would miss him so much and although he didnt show it he was quietly pleased over the idea. "I'm not gonna leave ever! I like the guilds and I like you!"The last statement was said with the innocence that 'like' meant nothing more than 'omgbestfriendsforever'. Somewhere a golden Luxio and afro'd Lopunny were getting drunk.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 7:31 pm
~Blight
Looking up with matted fur beginning to take form under his stressed eyes, Blight stared into his friend's reassuring face. The Ralts' smille being all he needed to soothe him to the point of calming out of tears.
"You can't tell anyone what just happened..."
His tone turned as threatening as a recently crying male Buneary could pull off. He definitely did not want anyone knowing of his embarrassing showing of emotion just then. It was in that moment though that Chase's next words hit him hard; a sudden blush befalling his furred face. Granted he was still very young but any innocence that Chase had, Blight definitely lacked considering whom he lived with... The Buneary had never thought of his friend as anything more until this moment; but in retrospect it was surprising that this strange feeling was suppressed for so long. Chase was always the only one that was there for him no matter what...
"And...uhmm... thanks...
It took quite a bit to get such gratitude from him; he was truly thankful for his best friend.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 4:30 pm
ChaseThe Ralts beamed, happy that his friend was no longer crying in hysterics. "I wont tell anyone! Promise!"If he really didnt want anyone to know he'd cried then Chase wouldnt rat him out, but he still didnt see why Blight would be embarrassed by it. Tears were natural. Chase was quite the crybaby himself and Mum said it was better to let it all out. "How mad were your parents?" He asked suddenly, concerned that the Buneary's odd parents had been too hard on him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 9:37 am
~Blight
"Well uhmm...After the door to my room was fixed I guess things kinda' got better. I'm allowed out more, but that's only because they're sure I'm not going to see you..."
Blight explained somberly; his normally smiling disposition still out of place.
"It's just not fair..."
He concluded.
"I mean they shouldn't be allowed to control these things. You're the only friend I have and I'm completely fine with that..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 12:27 pm
Chase"I know! Mum is the same..." Cutlass was unaware her young ward had left the team room. She was sleeping at this very moment, but may Arceus have mercy on their souls should she wake up and find him missing. Sometimes that Scyther could be reeeaallly scary. "But I dont care what she thinks! You're my bestest friend ever so I'll hang out with you if I want!" The Ralts gave what he thought to be an intimidating snarl but it came across as a haughty pout and coupled with his crossed arms he looked very much like a sulking child. A sudden inspirationg came to Chase at that moment and his pout was quickly replaced with a smile. "We should run away together!"And thus the many innuendos begin...
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 6:47 pm
~Blight
Blight listened with intrigue as he was spoken to even though a blank stare was etched on his face; unable to help himself from being caught up in Chase's emotion-filled eyes as he spoke. Things only getting better from there as a proposal came his way that took barely any thought before he gave an absolute answer.
"O-Okay!"
His words were never-the-less stuttered out as he had to focus himself out from his moment of churlish crushing bliss. Funny enough this hardly seemed like something Chase would be suggesting; and the forwardness of it all was just adding to the attraction he was building. Was this normal?... Eh, who cares~.
"Uhm..Where can we go though?"
A sudden moment of rational worry entered his train of thought bursting the once ignorant bubble of happiness that surrounded the whole idea. It wasn't like they could get far with such a tight-knit kingdom and overly worrying parents.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:23 am
Chase"Um-Um-I...I unno." The Ralts finally said after a moments pause. He hadnt thought that far ahead into his 'genius' plan nor did he even realize that the chances they could get away from both their parents was very slim. Blight probably realized how protective his 'mother' was and let's not get started again on Cutlass and her 'stabby terror'. Chase's eyes began to fill with tears and he dipped his head to hide his face less Blight make fun of him for being a baby. His plan was awful! It wouldnt work at all and they'd be forced away from eachother again! Cue waterworks.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:03 am
~Blight
Blight, undoubtedly not one to contribute to a moment of deep thought on such a plan, could only sit there, useless, at least until Chase too seemed to be giving up hope.
"N-no...Don't cry."
The Buneary placed a furred paw below his friend's chin and lifted his head up gently so he was able to speak eye-to-eye with the Psychic type; his own eyes beginning to swell up again ever so slightly. At the moment he had absolutely no reason to mock Chase for his own tears.
"We're going to make this work...Somehow...I promise."
He managed to keep a stern voice for long enough to assure that the situation was going to work out no matter what. He was just clueless to where to even begin.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:12 am
 Chase---EvelynChase lunged forward to latch his arms around Blight's neck as he continued his slightly hysteric sobs. "Oh brother...", a female voice cut in. Standing just behind the two a Growlithe arched a brow, it disappearing under the Police hat she wore. "Let's say...hypothetically you two join another guild and make an exploration team. There is no age limit to join a guild and unless you quit yourself there is no getting out of it. So, no one can make you quit..."The Ralts lifted his face from Blight's chest to stare at the Fire Type. "E-evelyn!" He squeaked, startled. What she was saying though...it made sense. "A-are you going to tell my Mum abo-""Dont be stupid. I wont tell her unless she asks. Lying is wrong, you know. I'd hurry if I were you though. Cutlass should be waking up soon..."With that bit of exposition the Growlithe turned and trotted out of the Training Ground. "Blight! We-we can start our own team like she said! Then no one can stop us!"He smiled, face still wet with tears.
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