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 Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 6:43 pm
After a hasty escape from HQ, the vacation choice of the day was Cypress Forest. Medical leave was still active for the him, meaning he wasn't allowed to do anything more strenuous then a few pokemon battles and the paper half of work. After nearly a month of being trapped, not by bonds but by his own body, he had fled the building as soon as he thought he was well enough.
Unfortunately during his escape he had been caught. He glanced at the smaller girl who stood just the right height for an arm rest. Were he less sore, he would have followed through with the temptation to put his arm on her head. For now he went with the less painful route. "Loosen up, this isn't a mission." he pushed his glasses closer to his eyes. the rest of his clothes was his standard outing wear with a colder weather modification, loose jeans, boots and a long sleeved shirt with a jacket thrown over. He tugged at his scarf not liking the cloth on his neck but, it was better then running the risk of another laps of illness.
"Remember, the goal of today is to have fun." He picked a trail near Sandalwood city, it was a bit of a drive, but worth the effort to get out where it was warmer and had a few trees. His pokemon could use the non gym exercise.
He released Sebastian who let out a happy yip tail wagging.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 7:15 pm
Luxury sighed. She was not happy, not happy at all.
First of all, she had this stupid, cumbersome cast on her ankle, which wasn't due to come off for a couple weeks yet. Second of all, she hated her crutches. Hated. Third, she'd caught Panther sneaking out, and since she wasn't letting him get away without her she now was standing in front of the Cypress Forest.
No, she was definitely not a happy camper.
"Fun. Right." She wanted to smack him with a crutch. At least she'd gotten used to using them, and since Panther couldn't move very fast himself she should have no problem keeping up. As an added bonus, the weather was a bit nicer further south of HQ, she was able to shed her heavy coat in the jeep. The grunt was quite happy that Panther had grabbed a scarf, though she herself was only in a jacket and long sleeve shirt, though she traded her Tripp pants and skate shoes for jeans and furry boots.
She had a strange liking for furry boots. What could she say? Even bad a** Team Rocket girls had to look cute sometimes, right?
Shaking her head, Luxury released her own Flareon, fresh from evolution. Trae was quite happy to be out again, especially once she spotted her favorite friend just inches away. With a delighted squeal, the girl pounced on Sebastian, tail wagging joyfully.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 7:53 pm
She was defenitly unhappy. He didn't care, she didn't have to come. He started walking up the trail taking a deep breath of fresh non recycled air. "You know, you could just ride noishii, it would probably be easier then those things. "
Sebastion flailed at Trae and then took off running nest to the trail ahead intend to get away form his playmate. he took note of the brush and twisted this way and that through it.
"Don't go too far Sebastion!" He didn't want to have to send Shade after the pokemon.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 8:10 pm
The grunt shook her head. "I'm fine. YOU should ride Nioshii. You're broken bones are a grade worse than mine. But we both know you won't, and I won't, because we're both hard headed and we know it." Luxury kept pace with Panther, sighing as Sebastian scurried off and Trae went bounding after him. She couldn't help but think about what a great pair they made.
She also couldn't help but think about Panther's lungs. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, and nearly missing a step, she decided that one cough from him and Nioshii was coming out and they were going back to HQ.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 8:29 pm
As if reading her mind he turned his face into his scarf clearing his lungs a bit, but making sure not to make a sound. One cough and she's be on his butt faster then a heracross to a jar of honey. "My bones are fine. I don't have to walk on them. Besides bouncing on your archcanine sounds a lot worst then walking. As much as I appreciated the speedy escape earlier, my injury did not enjoy it, it was worst then being blazed by a fire type. But he might like the exercise."
Sebastion spotted the Flareon right behind him and took off faster not hearing his human's request.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 8:42 pm
Luxury narrowed her eyes a little. "He's actually a smooth rider, thank you very much. You were just totally super sensitive because your ribs had just snapped. So there." Like a child, she stuck her tongue out at him. Nobody insulted her baby and got away with it.
Trae gave a cute little squeal and tried to keep up, finally getting used to her slightly larger body. For a Flareon, she was still quite small, so maneuvering under and around things was no problem while keeping up with Sebastian's longer legs was. Luckily she could follow his scent if nothing else, so even when she began to fall behind she still kept right on his trail.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 9:31 pm
"I'm sure he is. But he's not exactly a motorcycle. Then again, right now, I wouldn't even ride one of those, even on the flattest pavement I the world." he shrugged. Under normal circumstances he would have no problem riding the archcanine at her insistence, but then again were he uninjured she would not offer it to beginning with. "
His scent was easy to fallow, if you understood the Fleareon smelled a little like a poisonous gas, thought weather that was his own scent or the scent of the two poisonous ghost pokemon he lived with, it was impossible to tell. But the scent mixed in with burnt dust.
Though he managed to hid into some bushes, his dark fur mixed with green might make him visible to the trained eye, but it would take some looking to see him, squatted down among the leaves.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:27 pm
Luxury rolled her eyes. She knew that the subject was useless, and that he was right. Riding the giant dog wouldn't do well with his healing injuries. "Can't say I blame ya, Panther." Letting out a sigh, she hopped along. The grunt had to admit, she was kind of glad Panther had tried to escape. Couldn't blame him for that, either. At least she was able to do more training, and didn't have an infection to worry about. She wasn't stuck in bed, or even her room, and even she had been growing restless. To make matters worse, a certain little Purrloin was completely out of action...
"They tell me Chora can start training soon..." A few weeks of wound healing, then months of rehab for her damaged nerves... And part of that rehab was training, so she didn't forget how to fight or go soft. "Her movement is still pretty sketchy... But I know she'll be back on her paws in no time!" Luxury gave a nod, trying to stay positive and not let her worry ruin their outing.
"Flar?" Where did he go? Trae stopped when the scent trail stopped, and looked around. He was here somewhere... "FLAR!" That brat! She was going to find him... Trae started pouncing random bushes, hoping one of them would reward her with a squeak of the other.
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