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 Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 3:25 am
 POKEMON CHILD TEENName: Heath Gender: Male Pokemon: Servine Stage: Teen Player: RuddyPup Artist: Orpheus Solon This journal belongs to RuddyPup, don't post without permission.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:46 pm
General Knowledge
- The ToS rules of Gaia and the Jirachi's Wish shop apply here.
-- With that in mind: no stealing, abusive language, overly sexual material, etc. etc.
- Jirachi's Wish Admins are allowed to post here.
-- If you would like to make a post, please contact me first.
-- All posts should be IC.
- Keep IC drama IC.
-- Just because my characters don't like your characters, doesn't mean I feel the same way.
-- I do not expect your feelings to be confused with your characters' either.
- These are my characters. I may not own the art (I just lease it), but I own their souls.
-- Please, don't try to take my babies.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:29 pm
 Name Meaning: "heathland" Species: Snivy Age: Teen Birthday: March 19th (Pisces) Sexuality: Gay Significant Other: N/A Offspring: None Likes - Dried fruits, especially apples, laying in the sun, being alone Dislikes - Lemons, dark chocolate, rain Personality: - Cranky and anti-social, Heath's goal is to be as solitary as possible in his woodland home. There are some problems with this, however, when your territory is nearby to a home where two Pokemon and their trainer live. Nature: Tsundere Ability: Overgrow Moves: - Vine Whip - Wrap - Leaf Tornado - Giga Drain
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:48 pm
 Regional Dex Number: 001 National Dex Number: 495 Type: Grass Species: Grass Snake Color: Green Height: 2'00" Weight: 17.9lbs Egg Group: Field and Grass Gender Ratio: 87.5% Male/12.5% Female Habitat: Tall grass and forests Abilities: Overgrow, Contrary Special Abilities: Snivy absorbs energy in the sunlight via photosynthesis through the leaf on its tail to grow more powerful, which also sharpens its movements and agility. PokeDex Entries - Black: It is very intelligent and calm. Being exposed to lots of sunlight makes its movements swifter. - White: They photosynthesize by bathing their tails in sunlight. When they are not feeling well, their tails droop. Regional Dex Number: 002 National Dex Number: 496 Type: Grass Species: Grass Snake Color: Green Height: 2'07" Weight: 35.3lbs Egg Group: Field and Grass Gender Ratio: 87.5% Male/12.5% Female Habitat: Tall grass and forests Abilities: Overgrow, Contrary Special Abilities: Servine is incredibly fast. When it runs, it appears to be sliding across the ground. It uses its speed to its advantage to confuse opponents. It can hide in the shadows of thick foliage to dodge attacks, then retaliate with a powerful whipping attack. PokeDex Entries - Black: It moves along the ground as if sliding. Its swift movements befuddle its foes, and it then attacks with a vine whip. - White: They avoid attacks by sinking into the shadows of thick foliage. They retaliate with masterful whipping techniques.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 10:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 10:04 pm
 Blake the Lopunny - So it seems like things are on the mend between the two growing teens. Though Heath perhaps now understands why he spent so much time picking on the poor bunny-boy...and isn't sure what to do about all his budding feelings.  Habika the Chansey - Despite himself, Heath cares about Habika and sees her like a little sister. Which is a completely new angle for him to think about someone, and like most other things in his life, Heath's still trying to figure out how to handle it.  Crystal the Eevee (with Never Melt Ice) - There is...very little for Heath to like about Crystal right now. She thinks she's smart, smarter than Heath, and the one time they met she treated him like a pawn in a game. You don't treat Heath like a toy. Here's hoping they've both grown up a little if they ever meet again.  Sarah the Ninetales - Ok, so at first Heath wasn't impressed by the Ninetails girl (she was taking his apples. That just wouldn't do), but after a quiet conversation and a walk through the woods, he realized she's not all that bad. A lot like Habika, actually...though he's still unsure if that's a good or bad thing.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:30 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:38 am
 Many thanks to Orphy <3 <3 Thanks to Pokemon for not letting a good game die
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 10:52 pm
Heath ran willy-nilly through overgrown grass, golden in the summer heat, laughing as the seeds drifted off on the winds around him. As the grass ended he came upon a large willow tree, and in the shade cuddled two Serperiors - a large male and a darker female with a smile in her eyes at the small Snivy. She called to him, though he could not hear her, and with a shout of joy, Heath began to run towards them, stumbling over the ground which steadily grew more rocky and root-ridden.
why was it like he could never reach them? A small panic set in as the female called to him again, and his pace quickened. As suddenly as the roots had appeared, the sun was gone and dark clouds swirled in the sky, ominous and frightening. Why were they so far away? Heath called for them to come back, but the female just continued to smile at him.
Suddenly, he tripped over a rock or a stone or his own two feet. When his chin hit the ground, the world snapped shut about him. Large, dark bars crashed down in front of his vision, black against blood red. Somewhere beyond his prison, he heard his mother scream.
"MOMMA!" Heath sat up as he shouted, yanking his head out of the dream. He was gasping for breath, his eyes darting around in the dark of his tree trunk den. It was night, and the bug-types had been scared silent by the sudden outburst, but slowly returned to normal as the calm settled again. Heath's vision blurred, and he wasn't sure if it was the cold sweat dripping from his brow...or tears.
Curling up into himself, Heath shuddered. Never grow attached to anyone. Never show affection. That way, when they left...when they left there would be no memories to haunt him in his sleep.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 1:28 pm
Get(ting) Lost
RP between Heath and Blake This...this was a perfect day. The sun was bright and warm - not hot, warm - in the sky, there was a gentle breeze in the air, sweet with freshly blooming flowers. Everything seemed right and good in the world, at least for Heath. The Snivy was curled up in his favorite spot: a large tree stump at the end of the forest, where it broke open because of a decently sized stream. The grass here was always lush, it was peaceful and quiet and just...*his* place. Heath lounged on his stomach, tail swishing lazily as he just soaked up the sun, warming his body. With a heavy, lazy sigh...he flipped himself over onto his back, head hanging off the side of the stump...briefly, he opened his eyes to look around at the upside down world.Now there was nothing peacful about Blake, especially since he was a pokemon turned humanish and was fleeing his trainer who was really more like an annoying slightly older sister who treated you like a pet. The bows had already been stripped from his long ears and his body fled through the forest making all sorts of noise. After all he wasn't exactly being quiet...or sneaky just fleeing desperately. Luckily for him Trinity was too scared to go into the forest by herself and thus he didn't have far to go to escape her. Despite this he continued to run until he tripped and faceplanted a few feet before the stump the snivey was laying on. Squeaking he was doing his best not to cry, but it hurt! Whimping and giving small sobs he sat up and having not seen the Snivey yet was giving into his softer cuter side.First it was...well, a bit of shock when something human-esque came bursting through the forest. He could have sworn it was a Buneary...but, no. Maybe it was one of those crazy human-peoples that put on Pokemon suits and pretended to be one of them. Yeah, that had to be it.
Well, whatever it was, it was ruining Heath's perfect day. A scowl formed across his face, and he gave an eye-roll that wouldn't have been so comical if he hadn't been laying upside down. Hefting another sigh, he rolled *back* onto his belly and sat up.
"You humans are so pathetic," he snorted, starting to climb off the stump. He didn't want to get into a battle; really. He just wanted to relax for the day.Blake was starteled to hear the voice his ears dropping down low until he pinpointed just where it had come from. "I am not human." He stated firmly though in a pouting sort of voice, rubbing his eyes wit the back of a hand trying to stop the tears from flowing as he did so.
"I am a Buneary...at least I was one..." He murmured slowly stroking an ear watching the other Pokemon with mild curiousity and a bit of distrust. Though he trusted pokemon more than his trainer or any other human he still wasn't sure if this one was friendly like the dragon type he came across named Jaws.Heath...paused? Why? Why did he pause? There was no reason to go back - don't go back, Heath! Don't! Run away, now! - but of course he went back. Well, at least he turned to look at the...thing, again. He tilted his head upwards and sniffed at the air, and sure enough, there was no scent of human about him. On him, sure...he could smell a human, but that wasn't coming *from* him.
He turned back because he's a glutton for punishment. That's why he turned back. "Huh. Really? Ah well, you're still pathetic," he said with a half-hearted shrug.Blake's eyes narrowed perhaps he was use to people suddenly coddeling him when he showed his soft side, the irony being he hated being deemed cute.
"I am not!" He spat letting go of his ears else he be deemed cute. "I just escaped my trainer so there!" He stuck his tongue out at the rude pokemon before he scrambeled onto his feet suddenly feeling...a bit better being taller than the snivey due to his humanistic build. Okay so this had been the only benifit thus far for being this way. "If your not careful a trainer will come and get you, and then this could happen to you too."Despite the Buneary physically being taller than he was, Heath wasn't intimidated. He climbed back onto the stump, his tail swaying back and forth as he scowled back at the poke-human hybrid.
"I've had a few trainers, and they were all just as much a waste as you are. Nothing good comes out of having a human attached to you. How sad for you that it seems to have turned a little more literal."Pouting he watched as the Snivey returned to its perch, crossing his arms over his chest he huffed, finding that this pokemon was rather annoying. "Well just you wait until some trainer keeps you and then one day you find yoruself like this." He stated grumpily as he paced back and forth picking twigs idly from his hair.Heath's eyes narrowed sharply at the idea of a trainer catching him forever. There was a determination there, as well as something bitter and definite, and it only seeped into his tone when he spoke. "No trainer will ever keep me. Ever." With that, he once again jumped off the stump.
"You just don't really desire to be free," he muttered as he started to walk away, his bi-colored tail arched high. "Any Pokemon that stays with a trainer is too much of coward to be on his own." And Heath certainly was no coward...he couldn't afford to be. "You wouldn't last one day without someone taking care of you."Giving the snivey a look of utter contempt the buneary boy stommped his foot and shook his head, "Would too! I've run away lots of times that annoying girl just finds me all the time." Blake stated as he began to follow the Snivey deeper into the forest. " Besides..I bet you couldn't last a day with a trainer..I mean...after all they only want strong pokemon. " He continued with a mild shrug, though if you asked his trainer all she wanted to do was enter him in contests...despite him being a humanoid pokemon now. Dress up was not really his...forte, how he hated bows. "I mean gosh you have it hard...lazying about in the sun all day...."He glanced back when he realized the Buneary was following him...a bit shocked, then annoyed. No, don't come along. You're going to get lost out here... Pausing as the thought crossed his mind, Heath gave a slow and sly smirk. That's right. You're going to get lost, aren't you? The Snivy took a very sharp and deliberate left turn, heading deeper still into the woods.
"You can't stand your trainer, what makes you think I'd want to have to deal with one of my own? Especially one who may treat me like a doll," Heath called over his shoulder, hopping over a fallen log. "You look like a girl."Blake's face went beat red and huffing he struggeled to keep up. After all how could he let a small pokemon like Snivey out manuver him. Struggling he clambered over the leg tripping in the process. "I DO NOT!" he spat as he also took dirt and leaves out of his mouth. He blinked chatching sight as the Snivey suddenly dissapeared around the bend. "Why are you trying to get rid of me!? Hey come back here!" Blake called as he followed as fast as he could after the other pokemon.There's a quote out there about following the white rabbit, right? Was it irony that Heath was getting the rabbit to follow him? Narrowing his eyes with malicious intent, he ducked behind a tree...and waited for the Buneary to pass him by.Blake rushed past, no surprise there he was a strong headed (or pig headed not sure which) there was a small wind as he past by a trail of leaves wafting in his wake...it wasn't long before the poor boy was trying to back track to figure out how he lost the Snivey so quickly. Sighing he was trying to not cry as he squated down and pawed at his own foot print in the dirt. Had he already gone this way? Or ...he was so lost.Entirely too used to this game of hide and seek, Heath followed the Buneary, always one or two steps behind. Finally, when the poor thing settled down and seemed forlorn, Heath stepped out from behind one of the trees. He wasn't exactly far from where the hybrid stood - sure, he had to raise his voice to be heard, but he would easily be seen. He was off to the left
"Giving up already? Ready to go back to your trainer and play house some more?" If he wasn't being such a jerk, one could dare say that he looked dashing. But no, he was being mean...so really he just looked smug. And more than a bit stuck up, but such is the curse of all Snivy.Cue Lost Log - Blake gets angry and storms away. Heath gives chase, if only to make sure he's going the right direction. Blake, instead, finds a berry bush and starts eating the berries.You are supposed to go home! HOME! Or at least not into more trouble! With a sigh and a slump, Heath slipped around and through the trees to where the Buneary was settled, watching him scarf on the berries. Deadly? No...but they sure would leave him feeling sick.
"You really wouldn't last a day without someone looking after you," Heath said, deadpan, as he came around and settled down in the roots of a nearby tree. "Those are poisonous berries."Blake was mid hand stuffing his mouth when those words floated into the air. THere was a pause and then he spat out the berries that were in his mouth out. Unfortunately he had already swallowed some of them and he looked positively terrified. Was he going to die? Tears brimmed around the corners of his eyes, he didn't want to die. Not like this! Lost lonely with a mean pokemon tormenting him...
"Just leave me alone then! " He cried out turning and hunching over his knees his stomach already feeling quite ill. "Let me die alone then.."Unaffected by the words that so desperately tried to hurt him, Heath simply rolled his eyes and let out a silent sigh.
"So instead I should have let you take a dive into the river bed you nearly stomped off into?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Or perhaps you would have like to eat so many of those berries, you really would have died?"
He shifted out from his spot, going and standing over the Buneary. "You're not going to die. You'll be sick for a while, but that's about it. Now, if you're done being over-dramatic, you should probably go somewhere to be safe. It'll be dark long before you're feeling any better, and you shouldn't be out in these woods at night alone."Blake refused to look at the pokemon, after all he had said some pretty mean things to him and it wasn't his fault, after all if he had been nice to him he wouldn't of stomped off. His train of thought broke when his stomach clenched in pain, graoning his ears slipping down the side of his head the poor buneary looked green in the face.
"I...don't think I can move.." He murmured through stiff lips, he laid on his side suddenly and curled up in a tight ball an unhappy tight ball.He looked...blank. Just totally blank. Giving a soft sigh, neither one of frustration or defeat, just sighing. He settled down next to the Buneary, his tail coiled around and fanning the poor Pokemon gently.
"Yeah...they can do that. It's gonna get better before it gets worse." There was nothing malicious in his voice. He couldn't leave him. "My name's Heath. Once this wave ends, I'll go get you some water. It helps."He flinched at first at the breeze but it actually made him feel less yucky. Lifting his head weakly he looked to the Snivey confused. Why was he being nice to him suddenly? Before he could really think of it hiss stomach clenched and knotted in pain again. moaning he had never experienced such pain before...it hurt like nothing he had experienced before. Whimping he nodded his head listlessly at Heath's suggestion. It would take a moment to register that a name had been given to the Snivey.Without much more else to say, he'd sit and wait for the pain to subside. Once he felt comfortable leaving the other Pokemon alone for long enough, he'd disappear and return with, of all things, a hollowed out coconut looking thing.
"Here. It's super cold, so just sip," and he held the impromptu canteen down...halfway between the Buneary's hand and his lips. Honestly, Heath wasn't sure if he'd be strong enough to drink without help, but he didn't want to be too pushy or forward.
As much as he hadn't wanted to be responsible for this guy, it looked like he was gonna have to be.The poor buneary was in agony, though by the time the cramping had eased up a little he felt like he was dying of thirst. He tried to not be greedy as the water was offered to him, his stomach still hurt even to drink water and it protested slightly at having other food put in there. But still once the water managed to settle in his belly the buneary boy sighed in relief and despite himself curled up as close to the Snivey as possible. Even with fur it was cool out on the forest floor.Heath sneered just a little when he was curled up next to, but resisted the urge to push the Buneary away. Simply shaking his head instead, he took a swig from the coconut canteen himself. Sure did wish there was more than water...but oh well, what can you do?
He'd stay with the Buneary as long as he had to. Probably long into the night, beyond the time when it was safe to travel...so then it'd become all night, wouldn't it? Oh well. Despite himself, it was nice to not be alone. But shhhh, don't tell Heath his subconscious thought way, ok?
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 8:22 pm
Happening Upon A Happiny
RP between Heath and Habika She wasn't exactly sure how she got lost, but suddenly she found herself in the forest. Standing in front of a tree and she was staring up at that tree. Right! It was an apple tree and she had wanted to find Blake some apples! After all when he had found her he had been trying to get an apple so he must really like them!
So off into the forest she went looking for the apple tree and after several hours she had stumbeled across it.
After some consideration she took out her shiney white rock of her pouch and set it gently against the tree, and now began jumping up and down waving her little arms trying to reach the closest limb. Of course this wasn't going to happen any time her life time.He'd been sitting up in the branches of a tree for most of the day. First it had been to have a snack, but soon his belly was full and Heath had decided it was time for a nap. For once, he was sleeping rather soundly when he heard...a soft, but rhythmic thump, thump, thump. One eye slipping open, he first glanced about for anything dangerous. When nothing immediately caught his attention, he hazarded a slow and deliberate glance around.
Of course she'd find the one apple tree in all this wide woods that he'd taken up residence in for the afternoon. A bouncy-flouncy Happiny, by the looks of it. All Heath could do was try to shrink into the foliage...and pray he hadn't been spotted.Now the Happiny that was very determined to get an apple for her bestest friend Blake. After all he deserved a nice bright shiney apple! Time passed and it was apparant that the Happiny was either really determined...or just not too bright. After all she continued to hop up and down continously until exhausted she plopped down on her buttom.
Huffing her tummy rumbeled in hungry, looking around she went to retrieve her white rock and petted it. The only food she had seen around was the apple tree. But she couldn't even get apples for Blake...never mind herself........Why did these needy, pathetic Pokemon keep finding their way to him??? Heath watched her, a blank and uninterested look on his face until she sat down, and he heard her stomach rumble.
Well, he couldn't let her *starve*, now could he? That'd just be cruel. Rolling his eyes, he huffed quietly and slipped one long vine out from his back. Quickly but stealthily, he whipped it forward and snapped an apple from a branch. Coiling it around in the tendril, he carefully lowered it down to just above the little pink blob's head...and let it drop the few inches.
Sure, he was helping...but she just had an apple dropped directly above her. It was cause more a little more than a smirk across the Snivy's face.The thump on the head surprised her! It caused to make a cute little cry out in surprise and then the apple rolled in frot of her and she looked at it quite curiously before she jumped up and gave a happy cry! She then did a little dance around the apple and sang a small cute song. Then when done she picked up the apple and had to stop herself from taking a big bite out of it. Her tummy grumbeled again and she looked very sad at the apple. It was so big..and red and juicy. But now that she had one she...needed to give it to be Blake.
Putting on another happy face she turned and began a little song as she proceeded to get herself lost in the forest.Wut?
Heath...could not believe what he just saw. Really? REALLY? No...no. He was not going off to follow another stupid, oblivious Pokemon on a romp through the forest. He wouldn't! Crossing his arms, he started to resign himself to another nap. But as he tried to doze...he thought about the Buneary he'd met before. What if she fell? What if she ate those berries? She was so small, even a handful could be disastrous.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," he growled at himself, swinging down the tree trunk with his vines and taking off after her. He would be a stealthy as possible. After all, he didn't want to make friends.Habika was quite oblivious to her own danger, though at the same time..somehow she managed to avoid most pitfalls. Perhaps she was the luckiest pokemon in the world? Or she was actually very keen about her surrondings? The latter seemed unlikely.
Singing a song she managed to avoid the berries (By no noticing them) and the pitfall of the stream in fact she was ...still getting lost but not getting into trouble. She only paused in her sing song tune when fate have it she tripped on a small stone and the apple went tumbling out of her hands. It rolled....and then ..fell into a small but deep hole.
Giving a peep she moved towards the hole and peered down it, she could see the apple! Reaching she tried to get it but her arm wasn't long enoug, and soon, head first ended up stuck.....well, without the fear of being seen, Heath now came out from the shadows after following the Happiny about and around...and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. On one hand, this was hilarious. On the other....there was no more hiding. Once he pulled her out from that hole, he was going to be completely exposed.
He didn't want to be the hero. He wanted to go back into his tree and nap.
Sighing, once again he used his vines - much less likely to get kicked in the face this way - and wrapped them with a surprising gentleness around the little Happiny's middle. Tug...tugtug, yank! He started trying to remove her from her humorous predicament.Dragged out of the hole the little Happiny was marvelously holding onto the shiney red apple, though now hanging upside down little dust clouds coming off her body as she coughed a bit and then sneezed. Spinning slowly around in the air the little pink pokemon brightened when sh enoticed Heath. Wiggling around quite happily to make a friend, a new one at that!
"Happin! Happy happyiny!" She squealed quite ecstatically, literal translation being A NEW FRIEND! Then after almost dropping the apple, she felt something else sliding.....oh no! It was her white stone!His face was blank - Heath's wall coming down so he didn't show the emotion of caring - as the little Happiny seemed so absolutely ecstatic to make his acquaintance. He would lie to himself because that's what he was good at. She was just a nuisance, and he was only doing this because he didn't need to worry about someone ELSE coming to look for their little lost Pokemon and bother him even more. Yes. That's it.
Even as the stone started to slip, he remained devoid of emotion. While carefully lowering the little Happiny to the ground, he released one vine from around her and used it to catch the white rock. Once she was standing right side up on the ground again, he'd offer the precious object.
"You need to go home," he stated, his voice a little more stern rather than...snobbish or teasing. *Nothing* like how he'd talked with that particular Buneary that one day.Habika was rather amazed at she was righted and put on the ground so carefully, he even caught her stone! Carefully putting the apple down she accepted the stone in awe before placing it back in her pouch. She then returned to pick up her apple and then literally BEAMED at him. Someone had just decided Heath was the COOLEST FRIEND. Blake would always be her BESTEST friend but Heath was just so NICE!
"Happ! Happin happin happiny happn happy ha hpappin!" She declared her thoughts out to Heath before she moved in for a big hug!ohgodwhathaveidone...
A'right, so we're going to try and break this down without making it overly complicated. Outstretched arm...hand/paw/claw thing aiming for her forehead. Because let's get one thing straight, Heath DID NOT want hugs...so his intent was to stop her at arm's length without having to have too much physical effort. Does that make sense?
"You've got the wrong idea there, Sunshine," bright, intense...annoying sunshine. "You just need to take your apple and get out of the forrest." God, he couldn't imagine how she would have reacted if she knew he was the one who'd given her the apple.Blinking the little Happiny seemed surprised she hadn't been able to embrace the snivey. IT was all too easy to see her confusion as she stared at him. One blink, two blink... and then she just giggled. What a fun game they were playing. Wiggling her head back and forth in his claw/hand she laughed again and bounced on the tips of her toes.
She adored the nickname. Hearing that just made her day!
"Happin! happin happin happiny hap hapin!" (Love NAME! Good friend yes? Helpped Habika!) She looked to the apple and wondered if she should offer it to Heath instead, but it aws for Blake...but...
Lifting her little hands up she offered the apple to him, quite happily.He face-palmed his forehead into his other hand as she began to dance around. There was no getting this one down...and she was going to get more annoying before she got smarter.
"No, look....no, I don't want your apple. I want you to take your apple and leave!" he growled the last part, just a bit...without really meaning to. This was the last thing he needed. Really.
"Habika, was it?" The Snivy allowed his vines to sneak out, gently pressing on her shoulders in an attempt to turn her in the direction of safety. "Just go home, ok? It's too dangerous for you out here." He was starting to get frustrated, and you could hear the tenseness in his voice.The little happiny was yes still prancing on the spot when her apple was declined and then she was turned around into a direction of 'saftey'. Oh! So...he was helping her get home! Why that was very sweet of him. Looking at him with a twinkle in her black eyes she gave a peep and then took a step forward, but not before she jumped up and grabbed one hand into hers. After all she didn't want her new friend to get lost. That just wouldn't do!
"You come with Sunshine!" She declared as she giggeled, she was very happy to have Heath there, even if she didn't know his name yet.With something akin to a yelp, the Snivy boy started waving his poor captured arm around wildly, trying to dislodge Habika from his hand.
"No! Let go!" he declared, starting to lose his cool. He just wanted her to leave him alone and go home! Why was this such a hard concept to grasp? Even the stupid Buneary had gotten the hint after a while, even if Heath had too much fun tormenting the poor things until he got sick.
"Let go, let go!" he demanded again. "I will not go with you, I live here!"The little hapiny looked surprised that he didn't want to hold hands, but released him and then turned to face him. That large smile still on her face she only continued to smile up at him. How silly he was! Of course he lived here! Where else would he live?
"Happn hapinny hapy!" She giggled basically saying he was silly and that of course he lived here. But it was only common sense to hold hands when traveling together, after all then you wouldn't get separated and lost! Didn't he know that? Or rather didn't she.....after all if she held hands with people she was with then at least she wouldn't end up in this situations.... So she offered the snivey her hand again this time letting him take it if he so chose.He rubbed his hand after it was finally released, looking down at her with nothing short of a scowl. He was NOT silly...he just didn't understand the need to be so touchy feely! They were both perfectly capable of walking along without having to hold hands. NOT THAT IT MATTERED, because he had pointed her in the right direction, and now he was going to go off on his way and she was going to go off on hers!
But then she had to stand there with her outstretched hand, just waiting for him to take it. And he looked at it for a long, long time. That wasn't fair. That wasn't right. WHY DID SHE HAVE TO BE SO INNOCENTLY ADORABLE??? After the silence, which left Heath with his blank face of Emotionlessness...he glanced around, as if wanting to make sure no would see this and ruin his reputation.
"Ok...I will walk you to the edge of the forest,' he stated sternly, taking her offered hand. "But no further, you've got that?"Habika squealed happily as he took her hand, she nodded her head at his comment. To the edge was perfect! Nodding again she pulled his hand lightly in the direction he had indicated. She then began to ramble and sing at the same time, swinging their hands back and forth.
She asked him all sorts of questions, his name why he liked living in the forest, what his favorite food was, did he like apples? She liked apples, and after talking about the apples her tummy grumbled again. Right she had forgotten she was hungry! Looking at the apple in her hand she gave a little wistful sigh and then looked around for anything else to eat.He let her ramble, at first trying to keep their hands from swaying...but eventually giving up. There was no stopping her, was there? No...there wasn't. And as she assaulted him with questions, there was one - and only one - that he'd answer.
"My name is Heath," he mumbled, just not wanting her to keep calling him 'friend'.
When her stomach grumbled, he rolled his eyes, "Why haven't you eaten that apple yet? You're obviously hungry, and you went through so much trouble for it."Habika looked to the apple and then shook her head explaining that the apple was for her bestest friend Blake! She then resumed looking around for more food as if this the most obvious choice of action. After all she couldn't eat the apple he had wanted so badly, it was a present for him. She then continued to ramble on about Blake and how he hated wearing bows though she didn't mind them so much and how he was a really fast runner, but she was better at finding his hiding places. Did this pokemon ever shut up? Not likely...The name didn't ring a bell...but the bows thing stuck a chord. Brows wrinkling slightly...Heath wondered. Really, how likely would it be that two dim-witted, troublesome Pokemon - one of which hated bows - would wander into their area so closely together if they weren't enslaved by the same trainer? Probably more likely than he cared to admit.
Ah! There was the light at the end of the tunnel! The trees were starting to get thinner, and there was a brightness between them that signaled the end of this horrible misadventure! Just a few more minutes, and he'd be free! Free!Habika noticed that the trees were getting thinner, she squealed in delight and then rushed forward slightly but was pulled back but the less willing snivey. Slowing she half turned to him giving him a cheerful grin. Pointing she indicated this was the end of the line she was close! Asking if Heath wanted to meet Blake she hopped up and down after letting go of his hand.It took...every. INCH...of his being to not bolt the second Habika let go of him. Standing there, rubbing his hand as if merely touching her had burned him...he pondered her offer. Blake...a Buneary...Habika a Happiny. No, it couldn't really be the same guy, could it? Something kicked the back of his brain, and he was remembering sitting with the Buneary all night...
Heath, you are a glutton. But you have to appear like a NOT glutton.
"No. I'm good. Thanks," he responded. Of course he was gonna follow her to the edge of the trees...maybe even beyond, if this 'Blake' guy wasn't there. "But you're good to go from here, right?" He wasn't planning on waiting for an answer...instead turning and starting to head back the way they'd come.The little Happiny nodded her head, surprised to see him already turning away and walking off. With a little squeak of surprise she put the apple down and then rushed over to give the Snivey a quick hug from behind, then he was released and her back to the apple. Picking it up carefully as if it was an egg she waved goodbye and tottered off back to where she knew a buneary would be pacing about annoyed she had vanished again.Wince...a hug? Why? No...
He grumbled, walked forward after the hug, but the second he knew she wasn't paying attention...he doubled back. Shadow ninja Snivy followed several paces back, practically slinging himself around trees. Pulling himself up into the branches, he slipped into the leaves...and was so taken by surprise to see THAT Buneary, he actually lost his footing a little and almost fell. A well placed vine whip, he managed to get back under cover...barely.
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 9:54 pm
Through the forrest, there was the occasional echo of what sounded like rapid thunder, or perhaps drum beats. However, there was no storm in the sky, nor a rythm for a song. There was an intensity that spoke volumes, especially closer to the source of the sound. Heath paused briefly in his training, panting as his vines danced aggressively from his back. Before him, chips and chunks littered the ground from what used to be a fairly strong looking tree a couple dozen feet away. Wiping the sweat from his brow, the Snivy looked to the sky. There were just about another two or three hours left before it would start getting dark; plenty of enough time to train more before heading back to his den.
Taking in another deep breath, Heath lifted the vines high. With a scream of challenge, he shot them with missile-like speed at his opponent, the tree, slashing and whipping at it. With a twist of his body one vine swung way out, and as he turned back the Snivy brought the vine back to slam into the tree with all the force he could muster. Something shuddered under the blow, right through the ground and out. Heath paused, the world silent...and then the trunk began to shatter and crack. Quickly, he drew the vines back, and as the tree further splintered from his Vine Whip attacks, he started to run.
He could hear the other trees around his target breaking as the massive plant fell, and for just a moment, Heath stole a glance back. What he saw was both good...and unlucky at the same time. The good news was that he knew which way the tree was falling. The bad news was that it was falling towards him, quickly following behind - taking down more trees in its wake.
"Crap!" he shouted, and dove off to the side, rolling across the sand and brush as the tree came crashing to the ground, sending a cloud of dirt and leaves everywhere.
Heath waited, curled up at the base of a tree, as more timbers crashed down around him, following the path of the first one he'd brought down. Once everything was settled, he hazarded a glance up. There was dust still floating around, but it didn't seem like anymore damage was going to be done. More than a little proud of himself, he decided to call it a day and head back home.
The object caught his eye as he was climbing over the trunk of one particularly large pine. It was caught in the branches, shining with an inner light that just drew Heath to it - a star, small enough to fit into his hand. Picking it up, he marveled at how perfectly shaped it was, and how it pulsed like a heartbeat.
Heath wasn't one to collect shiny things. They were baggage, after all, and if he had to get up and leave, having to worry about some precious object just wasn't his style. This...this, however, had to come home with him. He had to keep this safe, secure. Clutching it close to his chest, the Snivy started making a bee-line for his den.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 7:28 pm
It wouldn't be until the next morning that Heath would wake up, his whole body sore and aching. He felt like he'd slept on a rock, as well as being cramped and stuck in his hollow tree den. With a groan he sat up, but too quickly and whacked his head hard against the upper ceiling, making him hiss and duck down; at which point Heath promptly bumped his elbow into the wall when he reached up to grab his skull.
"What the?" he wondered out loud. That...never happened. There was at least a good foot or so from the top of his head to the ceiling of his den. Why was it suddenly so small?
He look a moment to look up and around, and found himself crammed into the hollow because he was no longer just a Snivy. He had human-like arms, and legs...and his brain completely flipped; with a scream of terror, he thrashed this new body, and the world around him splintered and cracked. The thinner wall around the opening of the den gave way under his foot, followed by an arm, and with a heave Heath found himself tumbling through the air...still screaming.
Almost instinctively, two vines shot out from just behind his neck, between his shoulder blades, and searched for anything solid to hold onto. One grabbed a branch, and Heath's whole body lurched as the slack was suddenly gone and he swung through the air. The second managed to find another branch, and against he was traveling just like he did as a Pokemon.
He was still swinging, and after a few transitions between branches, Heath began to laugh. He hand hands now, and as he brought himself to a tree trunk, he found it easy to grab hold and draw himself upwards into the branches. Sitting down, his legs hanging over one side of the branch and his tail over the other, he took a moment to analyse his situation. Heath remembered training, and finding the star...he didn't remember getting back to his den, or falling asleep.
Standing was easier than he thought it was going to be - which, he guessed, made sense since he'd always had two legs to begin with. Standing up, the Snivy...boy?... wondered to himself if this is what happened to Blake. Actually, he was almost sure of it; how else could a Pokemon end up looking like a human in such a peculiar way?
"I'll just go ask Blake about this whole...star business," he mused out-loud, and glanced at his vines as they extended from his shoulders again. Slinging one out, he stepped off the branch and went swinging through the air again.
What caught him off guard (now that he wasn't busy trying to keep himself from crashing) was how breezy this was. Certainly did feel...different? Catching himself on a tree, Heath took a closer inspection of his new body...and realized exactly everything felt so open and cool. He was going to find clothes first, then go see Blake. Yes. That would be a much better idea.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 7:44 pm
The Snivy He Loves to Hate
RP between Heath and Blake So Heath wasn't sure how he was liking this new body. He was bigger, which made it harder for him to so easily slink through the trees. Oh sure, he was still as agile as ever, but when you're used to being able to zip around and then, suddenly one day, you *can't*...life gets a little frustrating. Nevertheless, after some practice he was slinging himself around (he could still use Vine Whip, how amazing was that??), just more carefully.
His destination? The last place he'd seen the Buneary boy - whom he knew now was named Blake - and the Happiny girl, Habika. Blake was the only person Heath knew to be caught somewhere between Pokemon and person, and Heath needed answers. For all Heath knew, it was all Blake's fault that he'd ended up like this in the first place.
Coming to the edge of the forest, Heath swung up into a tree branch and crouched. Sure, there was no guarantee they'd be there *right this very second*...but he knew if he hung out long enough, one of them was bound to show up.Blake had actually been getting an ice cream cone for himself, he was alone...ever since Habika had become like him Trinity had a person who LOVED playing with her. Blake wasn't exactly sure why he felt jealous, after all wasn't this what he wanted? To be left alone? No more bows in his ears, no more being chased around by that annoying girl? Well sure...but now he was always alone. Trinity didn't even TRY anymore to put bows in his ears, she was too busy playing with Habika who liked having bows in her hair. They would play tea party and though Habika was always willing to invite him Trinity had basically written him off, he was a boy after all. WHy would a boy want to play tea party? Certainly not Blake.
Still...part of him missed being chased, having the endless attention....with a sigh he licked his icecream cone, moving past where Heath was hiding in the bushes without a notice.Heath's eyes narrowed at the site of the Buneary...and he had to resist every urge in his being to snap that ice cream cone right out of his hands. And although the look on Blake's face would have been priceless, Heath had other things he was focusing on right now.
He lowered himself to the ground from the tree, shifting around the trunk and walking out into the open sun. He probably wasn't much taller than Blake was now - though, if he remembered correctly from their last meeting, Heath had towered over the other boy just from sheer presence and personality.
"You know, now that I'm remembering you...I think I gave you too much credit, thinking you had something to do with this whole star business."The buneary boy stiffened as the words floated into the air, he half whirled and then stopped himself, his brown eyes roaming up and down the figure in front of him. Who the heck was this? The voice sounded a familiar...
"What do you want? And what are you rambling about with ..stars?" He asked giving the other a look as he licked his ice cream cone.His mouth opened with a snide comment...and then closed, replaced with a grin. Blake didn't remember him - and why should he? After all, Heath looked *completely* different from the last time they'd met. His mind whirled, trying to think of the best way to take advantage of this. Should he lay into Blake hard, grilling him for information about the stars without really giving any idea to who he was? Play the innocent - ha, no. Heath knew better than to go that way, he'd never be able to maintain it for long. No...probably best to just go straight forward.
"Answers, really," he said with a shift of one shoulder. "I was training, I found a star, and when I woke up I looked like this." He waved his hand, motioning to his new body. "Since you're the only other creature *I* know to be stuck somewhere between human and Pokemon, I figured you'd be able to at least supply some insight."
Ah, but there was that grin again. "Or did all that time stuck tied up in bows snuff out one too many brain cells?"Blake gave the other boy a bored look, though he flinched at word star, as if the sheer mention of the word make him cringe in fear. After all he had Habika tell him all about her finding a shiney and then wakin up like how she was...and it rang true with how he ended up the same way. He gave another lick of his cone, eyes narrowing as the other mentioned bows....a hand went up to an ear out of reflex but there was no bow there and his face colored slightly in annoyance.
"And if your going to be like that I am not answering anything." Blake snapped as he turned around and tried poorly not to stomp away.
"God damn stars...why can't they change his freakin personality too..." He muttered to himself. Having a vague idea of who this was...and if it was really that snivey from the last time he got lost last time then he really didn't want to help him.Of course he followed. Blake was too much fun to not follow him. Heath would not, however, rush after him. He stayed a good several steps behind...just far enough that he had to raise his voice in order to be heard.
"Not answering because of my attitude, or not answering because you plain just don't know?" he called. "Because there's definitely a difference. And, well...since I saved your life that night, I think I deserve something. Giving me answers is the least humiliating thing I could ask you to do."
He'd save the bit about getting Habika out of the hole for later.Blake stiffened getting more and more irritated as the one he was pretty sure by now was the snivey he had met in the forest before. It irritated him even more when he had brought up that particular inccident, right now owing this moron anything was the most frustrating thing of all. Well the guy never had to know everything now did he.
"So...found a star huh? " He started off off-handedly, "So at least I know that you don't have to be captured by a trainer to have it happen to you....." He mused out loud, "Though now that I think on it...Habika changed as well but...she wasn't 'captured', at least not in a poke ball." He continued. "Get use to it moody, your stuck like that."In his head, Heath stumbled; so it happened to the Happiny too? Interesting...and terrifying. She was enough of a mess just being a small egg-like thing, he couldn't imagine the kind of trouble she was getting into as a human...thing.
"You say that like this change was a bad thing. I'm actually quite enjoying it." Ok, so it wasn't the complete truth, but he was at least getting used to it. At least he still had his vines. "I bet Habika was thrilled - though, I doubt anything could bring her down."
That last part wasn't a compliment to the girl. Actually, it sounded almost disgusted with her...bouncy flouncy fun fun fun attitude. He also wanted to see if Blake would pick up on the fact that he was talking as if he *knew* his little team-mate.
In all of this talking, Heath had attempted to catch up. The next time he spoke, he'd be right by Blake's side, arms criss-crossed up behind his head. "There are more of us, then?"Blake snorted and shrugged, "If you like it then fine, I miss simpler times...suddenly as a 'human' you have to be dressed, you need to eat more...and don't get me started on the mother or father issue.." He snorted again and then sighed.
He couldn't actually deny he hated having a mother. Trinity's mother..acted as if she was his and Habika's. She protected him from Trinity's bow onslaught and fed him and cleaned him. He now kinda regretted saying mothers were bad. Sure she did things that annoyed him at times...but all in all..she was a comfort.
"So you met the happy go lucky Habika...grats...maybe you should marry her.." Blake stated sounding very disinterested. "SHe certianly yammers on and on about you.."The word 'mother' made Heath's eyes darken a little bit, but he moved forward. No reason to dwell on *those* memories.
"I am bigger than most of the Pokemon that used to try and make a meal out of me, that's good enough for me." Ok, so maybe he didn't like not being able to fit into his den anymore. And the clothing thing...well, obviously he didn't care, have you seen those shorts he's wearing?
"Hah, well of course she does! You've seen how awesome I am." Oh, that smile.Blake rolled his eyes and sighed, "Yeah...sure. I don't think awesome is the right word to use." He stated as he started on the cone part of his ice cream.
"Look, you can't annoy me like you use to...so either...leave or be ...nah your not good material for a friend...so just leave." He continued looking straight ahead as he continued on. Apparantly Blake had 'grown' up some since their last meeting...wised up as well. Now that he hadn't been plagued by Trinity he learned the value of...friendship. Trinity may of been annoying, but he had never been alone with her around. He took it for granted and now he was more alone than he cared for."Cool? Awesome? Fantastic?" He was laughing inside. Cackling, really. "I can think of more, if you need help."
When Blake said he wasn't friend material, his heart...sank? *Sank*?? Why did that hurt more than it should? Why did it hurt at all? That didn't make sense. Heath had no use for friends, or attachments...that's how you ended up getting hurt.
"Besides, you're the one on *my* turf." Cue conveniently placed tree stump - hell, it very may well be the same tree stump where the two of them had first met. Rushing on ahead of Blake, the Snivy boy jumped up and stared down imposingly. "I think you owe me a toll for being allowed to cross my lands."Blake stopped as the snivey boy raced past him to then proclaim a ...stump of all things as his turf.
"Right...whatever. Look you may of bullied me when I was scared and afriad in the woods. But as far as I am concerned..." Blake finished the rest of his cone and then licked his fingers slowly.
"Your on MY turf. You wouldn't survive in the city by yourself one day. So move aside, " He glowered, tired of being pushed around by this annoying boy. An ear pulled down as if ready to pop back up and punch the snivey boy right in the face. Heath's eyes narrowed, and he stepped down off the stump and came up to Blake's face. Sure, he was in striking distance...like he cared. His vines had emerged from his shoulders, slinking otu from the collar of his shirt and curving threateningly in the air.
"Last I saw, we're still in the woods. MY territory from the tree tops to the roots. And you're just talking big because you think some side walks and big buildings are any different from dirt and mountains. I'd OWN a city, just like I own this place."Blake felt his teeth grit, he knew he was playing into the snivey's claws. HE really really wanted to punch him in the face. His ear was twitching at the sheer thought of it the mental image made him feel giddy. But..was it really worth it? Be it as a kid he really wanted to.
"FINE, you can live in your stupid forest, by your freakin self." He snapped turning around quickly before the tempation of punching him was overwhelming.
"I hope you rot in your forest you damn plant." He snapped trying to not stomp and leave. Despite himself the snivey had hit some of his buttons, his cool collected self was replaced by that younger timid buneary boy the snivey had first met.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 1:00 am
Let's Try This Again
RP between Heath and Habika He was bored. That's it. There wasn't any other reason he was going out of his comfort zone other than the fact that he was bored, and looking for something to do. It certainly wasn't because, after meeting Blake for a second time, he felt alone in his forest. NEVER. And it certainly wasn't because he missed the stupid Buneary.
No. Not at all.
So there was Heath, partly terrified because there were entirely too few trees here, trying to be sneaky in grass that was also too short for him since his "growth spurt". He had no idea if he was going the right direction or not, but the last time he'd seen Blake, he'd been heading this way.Now Habika was busy outside, busy collecting flowers for the tea party that Trinity was going to have with her a little later. Now normally Trinity would be outside with her, but her mother had told Trinity she couldn't play until she had finished her homework. So that left Habika with some alone time to do whatever she wanted to do. So she decided it was a good idea to get some flowers to decorate the table with. Now her little pony tail bobbed up and down as she knelt to gather the few daisy's that littered the lawn. She hadn't noticed Heath's rapidly approaching body until her white stone fell from her pocket and rolled towards him. Looking up she spotted the boy and it only took her moments to figure out who it was. "HI!"That, however, was not what he was expecting. Heath stopped short when he heard something approaching him on the ground...and when it lead to none other than human!Habika standing before him, he almost groaned. No, this was not who he'd been looking for. NOT THAT HE'D BEEN LOOKING FOR ANYONE PARTICULARespeciallynotblake.
"Habika," he said, hesitating. She wasn't going to try and hold his hand again, was she?Habika gave Heath the biggest smile as she did what Habika did best, gave Heath a BIG HUG. It looked like he could use a hug, and thusly she gave it to him.
"Oh its been so long!" Habika stated as she hugged him tighter before letting him go, beaming at him before she bent over to pick up her white stone. "You look so handsome human, Blake had mentioned running into you and I was hoping I would too and here you are!" The happiny girl squealed, returning the stone to her pocket and still holding the small gathering of flowers in her other hand.
"So what brings you out of the forest?""No, no..." he managed to squeak out as she came over and hugged him...a hug which he didn't return, and he even squirmed before he was finally let go. Dusting himself off (why? who knows), he wasn't exactly glaring at her but he certainly didn't seem happy about basically being fondled. Would she ever learn what personal boundaries are?
"Boredom," he finally said, pretty much ignoring the random string of sentences she'd spewed before the question. "Blake gets so easily riled up, he's always good for some entertainment. I figured I'd come looking for him."Habika didn't appear to be turned off by his cold attitude for her, she just fiddeled with a small piece of her pony tail as he spoke and then tilted her head slightly.
"Blake isn't home, I think he went to the mall." She explained, "But if your bored you can stay here with me. I missed you." SHe gave him a bright smile, of course she never considered personal boundaries, to her everyone wanted a hug. Even if they didn't think they did, and Heath was probably one of those people. Sitting down she then then continued picking flowers,
"I am getting ready to play with Trinity when she is done her homework, so I am not busy if you want to stick around."They'd met twice...how could she miss him? They barely new each other. A slight sneer on his face still, he contemplated the offer. He didn't *want* to stay per se, but he'd made the trip out here...it would be a waste of his day to just go home.
"Trinity. That's you and Blake's trainer, right?" There were images in his head of Blake wearing the huge obnoxious bows and running away from this girl all the time. Obviously, Habika didn't seem to mind. It must be a girl thing. "She's not going to try putting me in frilly pink bows, is she?"Habika gave him a look like wondering why bows were suchr a horrible thing. Maybe it wasn't a boy thing. Still she smiled and shook her head,
"Nope, like I said Trinity is doing home work so its just you and me right now." Habika replied as she began to rearrange the flowers in her hand. "Did you want to play with me?" She asked looking perky as always. It was...hard to really say no to a girl who never seemed to be sad.He'd been standing this time - a defense, really. And when she looked up at him, the flowers in her hand...he felt utterly and completely compelled to sit down. He didn't like this...but there was something about Habika, wasn't there? Not like a fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach thing (yuk), but like a "humor her. It won't be that bad" sort of feeling. If he'd known better, he would have said he felt like her big brother...but he didn't understand *that* feeling at all. Regardless, he sat, legs crossed under him with another distasteful glance at the flowers.
"YOU aren't going to try and put those in my hair, are you?" Please...don't make him into a girl.Habika laughed and shook her head, "Nooooo, unless you want me to!" She replied happy to see that Heath was going to stick with her and not run away. Flaring out her dress she sat down with him and fiddled with the flowers again.
"Hey..Heath can you still use your vines? Like you were a pokemon?" She asked looking at him wondering where they would come from if he still had them. Once she had changed she had kept her stone...but no longer had a built in pocket for it. She wondered what changes Heath had undergone. If he liked the changes. Or if he missed being a pokemon like Blake did."NO," he said most definitively about the flowers, shaking his head. "I don't want those any nearer to me than they have to be."
The question about his vines caught Heath off guard a little bit. In response, two green vines slipped out of his shirt collar to wave about in the air behind and above his head. They danced a bit like snakes, then drooped down. They reached to idly pluck at the flowers that were around them, almost delicate in their actions. He wasn't exactly picking them...yet.
"Yeah...don't know how I'd be able to survive without them. I use these suckers for everything." He glanced down, watching as the vine took the flower out of the ground and brought it to his hand...and then Heath offered it to Habika.Habika looked as the vines were dancing and waving at her, giving a giggle she waved back at them. She watched as they moved to poke at a flower before finally plucking it and then it was offered to her. Now Habika blushed slightly, but due to her obviously pink toned skin it was hard to tell a difference. She did however giggle and take the offered flower and joined it with her other bunch.
"Blake hates being human, I think he just misses his old friends and family." She replied as she rearranged the bunch. "He has a hard time making friends which is why I made him my bestest friend. Then he will never be alone, even if I am his only friend." The happiny girl explained, she was humming now lightly as she had begun to have the urge to sing. Any song.One vine disappeared into his shirt again as the other began to pick at more flowers. It was almost as if they did it on their own accord, but not really. It was just an idle thing he was making them do.
"How can you hate being like this?" he wondered, motioning to himself. "I mean, it took some getting used to...but I'd never go back." He shrugged.
"Well, maybe he wouldn't have such a hard time making friends if he wasn't such a brat," Heath sneered, taking the plucked flower his vine offered him and giving it to the Happiny girl. "Walsk around like he knows everything. Pft." Was he turned a bit red? "How can you put up with having someone like that around all the time?"Habika listened to him giving another hmmm and then half turned her head to look at him, she gave him a small smile at his questions.
"I think he misses's the simpler times, " Habika began as she weaved more flowers into her bunch, "Blake has a hard time expressing himself...and though he seems awkward at times he can be very caring in his own way. " She continued as she then wiggled herself closer to Heath.
"Just like another pokemon I met who was all words, but..in the end helped a little Happiny out of many dangers." She giggled again petting his vine lightly. Hmmm so she was rather perceptive wasn't she?Heath snapped the vine back as it was touched, the other vine appearing and both of them making threatening S shapes in the air. He'd scooted away from Habika suddenly at the contact as well, glaring so sharply his eyes were nothing but slits.
"I took you out of the forest because otherwise you weren't going to leave me alone. You wouldn't take the hint to just go away." It was meant to bite and sting - though, there was a part of him that doubted it was going to work. This was Habika, after all.Habika giggled, how right was he. She was hardly bothered at him scooting away from her, "Well you came to me this time." Habika pointed out as she didn't bother to get close to him again, she was friendly but she wasn't going to make him more uncomfortable if he didn't like it.
"Well rather you were looking for someone else, but I am glad you stopped to visit Heath, if your ever lonely you can always come visit me. I would like it if you did!" She exclaimed sounding very excited by this new idea.He....couldn't argue that, though at this point Heath was somewhat regretting staying here with her.
"I don't get lonely," he said stubbornly, and probably a bit too defensively. He had looked away from her, retracting both vines into their hiding spots at the base of his neck again. "I get bored."
Then the Snivy boy was quiet for a moment, tumbling her words around in his head. He didn't want to say he was enjoying himself...especially after the whole vine petting thing...but he was. At least he wasn't bored(read:alone).
"Well, I'll probably be back to find Blake again. I guess I'll end up seeing you again." And that...was the best he could do for now.Habika only looked so please at his words! After all if she got to see him again that only confirmed he was her friend, as was...everyone she met apparently. But this would confirm it firmly in her head they would be good friends.
"That's great! I am sure Blake will be happy to see you too, I know I will be." She continued as she turned her head to look back at the house, wondering if Trinity was going to be done soon...or if she got in trouble again for goofing off.
"Hey...Heath, do you mind if I sing for you? I've been practicing, and I know a few other Happiny's that could sing pretty well...I..just want to see if I can." She asked looking very keen on the idea of singing in front of Heath.He wasn't totally surprised about her enthusiasm...that was exactly why he didn't out right say 'yes, I will come back'. He couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had given her a full and complete yes.
He continued to idly pluck at flowers...picking one to pick at the petals in his frustration. Why was he so antsy? Meh, whatever.
"Huh?" he said, barely hearing her request. "Oh...yeah, sure. I guess." He shrugged...too lost in his own thoughts to really put two and two together to equal four.Habika giggeled and clearing her throat she raised the bouquet to her lips as if using it a a mic.
"So just give it one more try, to a lullaby, and turn this up on the radio. If you can hear me now....I'm reaching out. To let you know that your not alone." The song was soft and her eyes were shining as she sang, like a professional she raised her hand and gestured when appropriate as if she was actually in front of a grand audience instead of one unwilling person.
"Please let me take you out of the darkness, and into the light, cause I have faith in you." Habika continued as she softened her words and went quiet. After all she only knew those lyrics...not the whole song...but she looked to Heath hoping to get his opinion of the song.He'd started in a full upright position...but slowly, as Habika continued to sing, he began to slouch. Soon Heath's chin was resting in the palm of his hand, and his eyes were droopy. He was...impressed. She wasn't all that bad, really. Man, why was he getting so tired so suddenly?
When his head slipped out of his hand he almost snapped out of it...except not. Instead, he leaned to his side, and eventually was laying on the ground. By the time she stopped and looked at him, he was completely, 100% asleep. He wasn't snoring or anything he was just...sound asleep.Habika wasn't angry when she noticed that Heath was asleep, in fact she thought it was cute. And..considering the fact she knew Heath wouldn't really enjoy Trinity's company she brushed his hair lightly and then whispered to him to wake up.
"Come on sleepy head..you probably want to go before Trinity gets here." She suggested as she stood up and went to help him stand, after all she wanted to hurry him along and get him somewhere else. Perhaps he was half awake by the time she got him to the tree stump but she only sang a few more lines to let him slumber a bit longer before she gave another giggle and put a flower in his hair before leaving him to go home. She knew he would be fine, he came from the forest after all.
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