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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 9:54 am
The Calamus Plains were a part of Kodo that Aila had approached without ever properly experiencing. Winter as it was, the midday sunlight, impeded by neither clouds nor trees, was almost spring-like, and the girl enjoyed the duality of the warm grass and the cool earth against her body. She would have been swallowed up by the veritable sea of green were it not for a few key factors giving away her location. Most noticeable were the large Metagross and Venusaur nearby, the latter enjoying the daylight infinitely more than the former. From a further distance, however, one might first note the Golbat and Pidgeotto wheeling in the sky overhead, stretching their wings after spending so much of their travels in their pokeballs. Least apparent, due mostly to their sizes in comparison to the two giants near which they were situated, were a Mismagius and a yellow egg, one keeping watch over the other.
Having completed the task of giving lunch to her large team, Aila had decided to leave the pokemon to enjoy the warm fields, taking a place in a bed of grass nearby to do the same. Caring for the group was a harrowing task when her body was still as weak as it was, and she was verging on slumber in the comfortable sunlight.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 10:14 am
While the plains certainly looked smooth, at anything above about fifteen miles an hour they most emphatically were not. His suspension was good for a road bike, but with emphasis on 'for a road bike'; it wasn't designed for this, and neither was his arse to be frank. As such Aulus was trundling alone slowly enough that Tortie was jogging along beside him rather than riding behind him. Still, he wasn't in a hurry to get anywhere; the weather was pleasant, he had food in his saddlebag, and he was actually enjoying the slow pace, it gave him a much better chance to appreciate the scenery for one thing.
It had been a good day for pictures so far; he'd snapped a flock of pidgeotto, a pair of bayleaf, and several lovely landscapes... Something up ahead was worth getting on camera. Coming to a halt Aulus raised his camera and aimed it at the wheeling pair in the sky; what was a golbat doing flying during the day so very far from any caves?... The answer, of course, was obvious, and made even more obvious by the gleam of sunlight off a metagross.
These pokemon were not wild.
After figuring this out, it only took Aulus a moment to spot the girl who had to be their trainer. Cursing internally, he hurriedly replaced the lens cap and, ducked out of the neck strap, and stowed the camera away in his saddlebag. Last thing he wanted was for the first thing whoever this was knew about him was that he was arty.
Rumbling deep in her chest, Tortie ran her eyes over the group of unfamiliar pokemon. No way she could battle all of them and win, not even at the best of times, and at the moment she was worn out from her long (though satisfying) run. Fine then, they'd just have to play nice she supposed. Well. Nice-ish at any rate.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 10:32 am
With something akin to a warning cry, the Pidgeotto descended and lighted on the ground between his human and these newcomers, keeping an especially close eye on the Absol. The bird's movements brought the attention of all of the group to the newcomers, and Aila sat up carefully, running fingers through her dark hair to dislodge any debris that might have clung there. She watched the pair expectantly, curious of their intent. The sounds the Absol was making implied that it was less of the friendly sort, but it didn't appear to have any plans to run headlong into battle against the opposing five.
"Gui, détendez-vous." The bird huffed but obeyed, standing down from its defensive position. Aila, still seated on the ground, folded her hands in her lap and peered up at the man with scrutinizing rose eyes. He was taller than her, of course - there were few that were not - and well-built. A curious man to find perusing the plains. "Looking for something?" A pokemon, a town, a person - she didn't know what that 'something' might have been, but it seemed odd that one would just wander around in the fields with no goal. Then again, wasn't that what she was doing...?
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 10:46 am
French. He'd studied it in school, but he'd never been that good at it, and he'd dropped it aged sixteen anyway so just about all he remembered was how to ask for a loaf of bread, and how to say 'I don't speak French'... He thought he remembered that anyway. Still, whatever she'd said seemed to have been a command to stand down which was alright by him; she had a big team and he just had Tortie. "Tortie, hush," Aulus ordered sharply, causing the dark type to glance up at him quickly before sitting back on her haunches, her growl trailing off. Good. Last thing he needed was for her to provoke the girl, or any of her pokemon; he was in a weak position here, and he hated it. Sure he could snap the trainer like a twig, but her metagross could turn him into pate. Play nice... Well, as nice as he ever did.
Flicking out the kickstand and climbing off his bike, Aulus first stretched out his shoulders then then shrugged them. "Nothing very particular, just seeing what wild pokemon there are around here... And what about you?" dark red eyes flicked up and down the small woman calculatingly; what was she doing out here? He'd laugh if she'd secretly hidden away a camera too, or maybe a sketchbook or something... No, she was a girl, she was allowed to be arty without being laughed at and having her sexuality questioned, no reason for her to be clandestine about things like that. Maybe she really was doing what he'd said he was doing (well, he was looking for pokemon, just not with the specific goal of catching them), or perhaps she was waiting to meet her boyfriend or something.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:00 am
The Absol's change in demeanor did much to assuage Gui's indignation, though suspicion remained clear in his expression. He was standing down, though, and that was what was most important to Aila. A sharp word could reign him back in if he got any daring ideas anyway. By this time Fleur had lumbered over as well, taking a place at her human's side and watching the stranger with bright-eyed curiosity. She had already reached the conclusion that the man was a friend, but she waited beside her small trainer nonetheless; since evolving from an Ivysaur, the poor grass-type simply wasn't as able to go running off to greet people anymore.
"Taking a break," she replied, her expression remaining impassive, though her tone wasn't particularly unkind. "Or giving them a break, anyway." A slight inclination of her head indicated the pokemon scattered around the area. Sure, all she had to do was sit on top of a Metagross and let it cart her from place to place, but said Metagross - and all of its teammates - got less cooperative without the occasional rest.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:08 am
"Mmfh, fair enough." Clearly she wasn't going to tell him what it was that she was taking a break from, but he didn't care enough to push the issue... That really was a very handsome pidgeotto she had. "Nice bird," Aulus said after a moment of internally debating whether or not to give the compliment, "not seen one with colours like that before."
He quite fancied a pidgeotto for himself, or a pidgey even; his aim of course was for a pidgeot, but he wanted to be able to know and work with his theoretical bird before it reached its final evolution... Come to think of it, it would be strange not to train it from hatching; he'd only ever owned two pokemon, and had raised both right from the start. Given he wasn't living with his parents and therefore didn't have their money to call on anymore, however, he wouldn't have the luxury of buying from top breeders from now on.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:18 am
She turned towards said Pidgeotto instinctively, the bird returning her gaze with a mild confusion. "Thank you," she said. "He was a fortunate find. He doesn't seem to want to evolve, though." Or couldn't evolve, possibly. Gui was a mystery within a mystery: appeared before her and refused to leave, only responded to French, failed to evolve despite all training... That same mysterious bird continued to stare at the human, expecting an explanation. With a sigh, she translated a summary, "Il a dit que vous êtes unique." Gui inflated slightly with pride. Of course he was unique! More so than the silly humans would ever know! He was a prize, a national treasure! In a just world they would be prostrating themselves, or at least offering treats or something.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:33 am
Real French people spoke far too fast. He... something something something unique. Well, it was certainly nice when words were the same or close enough to the same for him to get it, although that still only meant that he knew she'd started with 'He' and ended with 'unique'. He guessed she'd told the bird he thought it was unique, but he supposed she might of been saying that he himself was unique with the implication that he was weird and or 'special'. Who knew, not him, so he was just going to go ahead and assume the former. He couldn't afford to get too snappish here. He needed a bigger team. He hated being outnumbered.
"Hu... Shame. He'd make a fine pidgeot I expect. What's your name, anyway?" He might be keeping his claws mostly retracted, but by asking her that and not first giving his own he liked to feel that he wasn't totally rolling over in submission. If she refused to say until he did that was fine, the point was that he had asked and not given straight away. While he knew he couldn't afford to make her angry, he also knew that he couldn't let her see him as some weakling.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:41 am
The fact that he had asked her name without giving his own did not go unnoticed, but Aila wasn't so stubbornly caught up in form anymore that she would make anything out of it. She moved to stand - perhaps a bit too quickly, as a sharp pain in her side forced her to lean against the nearby Venusaur for support. "Aila," she responded, playing off the stagger as if it hadn't happened. It wasn't as if she needed to appear threatening anyway; the Metagross filled that role for her just fine, if not any of the other pokemon that were equally willing to defend her at the drop of a hat. "Might I ask your own?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:55 am
"Aulus," said Aulus, his brow creasing as the girl - Aila - caught herself on the grass type. He hid enough flinches of his own to spot the cover up, but he wasn't sure what he should do about it, if anything at all. There were a thousand things that could have caused whatever pain had passed through her from simple pulled muscles, to some kind of chronic condition, through to an unhealed injury of some kind. All he knew about her was that she was French (or at least that she spoke the language with fluid confidence), that her name was Aila, and that she had tough looking pokemon; he couldn't exactly make an educated guess... Eh, what the heck, he couldn't think of anything else to talk about, and he didn't feel like riding off again just now so he might as well ask.
Worst she could do was refuse to say anything... Well, worst she could do was get angry and set her pokemon on him actually, but she didn't seem that unstable. Appearances could be deceptive though, best to be ready to jump on his bike and leave at high speed just in case... Egh. Last thing he wanted was to have to go fast across this subtly bumpy terrain; he wouldn't be able to sit down for a week if he drove off at speed for any appreciable distance.
Still, risk of her being a hidden psycho or no, he was bored and curious so he was going to ask anyway. "Hurt yourself?" Aulus quizzed, reaching down absent-mindedly to stroke Tortie's head. "You didn't cover that very well you know."
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 12:07 pm
She flushed slightly, more embarrassed by her readability than by the fact that Aulus had noticed her cover-up. She was comfortable enough with speech in acting, but her body language was notedly lackluster. She'd need to practice that when she had the opportunity...
"Yes," she replied, finding no merit in lying about the matter. "I was attacked a while ago," ah, wait, she couldn't very well say that a Ho-Oh had attacked her - that would raise all sorts of questions that she'd be completely unable to answer, "by a Skarmory. Recovery has proven slightly more troublesome than I would have expected." There, safe.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 12:19 pm
"Hu. Owch," Aulus gave a grimace, which turned into a twisted smile after moment or two. "Not nice when pokemon decide to attack you, is it? I've a scyther to thank for this beauty mark," he gestured to the slash across his face as he spoke, "would've been nice to pay the bug back, and more to the point its trainer but..." As he realised he was giving away rather more than he'd intended to, Aulus trailed off. He should just have let her think it had been a wild one or something. He supposed it didn't matter too much that he'd let on an owned scyther was to blame, and that he hadn't managed to get back at its owner, but... Well, that bit might not matter too much, but it was so tied up with things that did matter that he didn't want to go any further with the subject.
"Skarmory are nice birds when they're not shredding you though," he went on quickly, hoping she didn't make an issue of him changing the subject so abruptly, "wouldn't mind one for myself if I could find it; not really sure where I'd start looking for a wild one around here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 12:34 pm
"No, not nice at all." She could agree with that quite readily. The Ho-Oh had been beautiful, right up until its claws were under her skin. Ugh, what a mess that had been. The mention of a Scyther was enough to cause her to raise her shoulders in a slight shudder. Bug-types were insufferable enough on their own, but being attacked by one - that was an altogether unpleasant thought. "Times like that a fire-type is good company," she remarked offhandedly. "Or a bug light." A really big one. Ugh.
"I imagine they probably are. If you wanted to find one..." She stopped to consider the various environments around Kodo, "Maybe in the mountains? Especially the ones further north, I would think." The northernmost range was a bit warmer, and she recalled reading something once about the birds preferring hotter climates... It was possible, of course, that there were simply no Skarmory in Kodo.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 12:45 pm
In the wake of his relief at her either not noticing or ignoring his change of subject, Aulus relaxed a notch. "Never been that keen on the buzzing things," he grimaced again, "definitely not fond of them now. Maybe I should pick myself up a fire type." The only fire type he really wanted to have was his rapidash, but he didn't say that because it was stupid and sappy. "I suppose a skarmory would work just as well though, better against bug-poison types actually. I suppose I should ask where to look in a pokemon centre or something; they'd know if there are any in the area, and where to look if so." He hadn't seen the mountains yet, and wild skarmory or no he intended to pay a visit soon; the scenery had to be spectacular, and he suspected that there would be a nice glut of rock types to photography along with the scenery.
A sudden nudge at his leg distracted Aulus from planning his route towards the peaks, however, and he looked down to see Tortie regarding him expectantly. When he did nothing, she gave a low yowl and put a paw up on his leg, still giving him a very hard stare. "Oh, you're hungry are you?" Aulus asked rhetorically; he knew that vocalization very well indeed... He was too come to that, but he wasn't sure that he was comfortable with settling down to eat with this stranger and all of her pokemon so close by. He'd feed Tortie at any rate though; wasn't fair to make her wait especially given how much exercise she'd had so far today.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 1:01 pm
"Mm. True." She was glad to have Gui around when that Spinarak started following her about. Birds were plenty effective, certainly. Fire just seemed to be a bit more... resolute. A better embodiment of her innate distaste for all bug-types, too. She nodded at his suggestion - or aloud thought, at any rate - to investigate the matter at a Pokemon Center. That seemed like a reasonable starting point, and probably quicker than sifting through sources at a library as well.
Aulus's question, though directed at his Absol, reminded Aila of her own lunch. She'd meant to eat after seeing to her pokemon but had been thoroughly distracted by the warm sun. How embarrassing. Fortunately there was no way for Aulus to know of this, and so she proceeded normally, "Speaking of, I hope you don't mind if I have a bite myself. Pitre, my bag." The Metagross gave a grunt of understanding and approached, leaning forward slightly so that the pouch resting on its head slid into the trainer's hands. "You're welcome to join, if you like. I won't be offended if you've got other plans, of course."
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