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 Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 1:55 am
Mitja walked along a partly wooded path. She had at her side, hanging on the hips of her baggy and slightly sagging weight of the pouch pulling down on her baggy pants. She was wearing bright boxer brief under her pants that were completly miss matching her pants which in turn today were completely miss matching her shirt and a baggy vest. Nothing matched today but she did not seem to care she had a certain distant look to her eyes as she wandered around. She was bored but she was in her own mind day dreaming as best she could. She was not an overly creative child by any means so day dreaming was something that was hard for her. Normally she did not think to far in advance. But she knew that dreams were something someone should have so she might as well try to work having some dreams herself.
Her bored face started to grow a bit more frustrated as she started to have a hard time coming up with anything. She knelt down and grabbed a nearby rock and with a tired growl she lobed the rock into the bushes near by. Stupid dreams, why were they so hard to think of?
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 9:19 pm
"Bassssst my feet hurt. These shoes are stuuuupiiiiid." Lorne, was full on whiny today. He was tired, hot, hungry and hit feet hurt. The shoes he had on were ill fitting, being a size too small and he would have much preferred being barefoot, but his feet were too tender for such things which irked him more and in turn made him whinier.
"Are we doooone? Can we goooo?" he huffed his tail swishing slightly as he continued to drag himself along with his cohort rubbing a hand over his eyes. He sounded like a cranky human child, and frankly he felt like one. They'd been wandering for ages it felt like to find the perfect spot to 'get away from it all for a little bit'
He'd just knelt down to retie the shoe with fumbling fingers when something came crashing through the bushes and hit him in the butt making him land on his face. "HEY! What was that for!?" he jumped to his feed indignantly, the untied shoe forgotten as his head whipped around. "Who threw that?" Bast was in front, so it wasn't her at least.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 9:07 pm
"Well, it's not my fault that you grabbed the wrong size when we were shopping." Bastet hissed back at Lorne's whining. Of course she didn't mean shopping in the literal sense, they'd never paid for anything in their entire lives together. She had meant when they were stealing their clothes earlier. In fact, that's why they were out here right now; laying low. "Would you hush?!" She was busy playing lookout while her Purrloin compatriot was behind her whining. She wanted to make sure they weren't being followed.
When the rock came crashing through the brush, the Meowth girl spun around and hissed. "Who's there?!" she called in her most demanding voice as Lorne also yelled. Her claws were out and she was ready for a fight, or run, whatever the case may be. She really didn't look intimidating, though, with her pigtails and sundress.
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 3:50 pm
Mitja did not have the best of hearing so she did not notice when the rock sound was something softer than the sound of a rock hitting dirt nor had she heard the sound of the loud complaining. But she did hear the shout and the growl. She felt venom tip the tops of her horns and her tail. She did not fully coat her body not wanting to go and take a shower so at least she was learning to control her venom response.
Though maybe her imagination was work? Maybe she had just made up the voices. Why else would two people be hiding in the bushes? She turned to face them more fully, "Who is in there? Why don't you two come out. I don't want to fight but I will gladly take on two if you don't step out where I can see you!" she called out her voice gruff and boyish. She tensed more ready to back her words. She was aggressive my nature and even if she knew she would loose she would not back down from a fight. Life was not about backing down and letting someone else step all over her. Not to mention she might have started the fight by throwing the rock in the first place. Though how was she to know that there was someone hiding in them?
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:31 am
"I know, I knoooow." he'd been in a rush to get a pair of shoes and get out of there. Next time he'd have to pay better attention. He was about ready to pull them off and see if he couldn't use them to barter for something else once they got back to town. They had their contacts after all.
He huffed at her telling him to hush, but he did fall silent at her admonition. Until those blasted rocks hit him. In a flash those shoes were off, and of all things being flung back in the same direction. "TAKE THAT!" his voice came out as a loud yell, and much as Bast had done, his claws were out and he looked ready for a fight. Even if it meant their clothes would get ruined.
They'd just have to acquire more.
The gruff voice of the "boy" on the other side of the bushes had Lorne smirking. "Two to one...nice." of course he still remembered the incident of three on one some months back, and knew things could happen...so he got lower and poked his head through the bushes large eyes peeking through the green.
"It's a Venipede.." his words a low hiss, tail twitching in agitation.
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 12:24 am
"More bugs?" Bast groaned quietly. Why did they always run into Bug-types whenever they headed into the forest? "I swear to Arceus that these damned woods are infested and just need to be sprayed for the stupid things!" After their last encounter, Bastet was none to fond of the crawly types; she'd barely made it out of that one in one piece.
She poked her head through the bush next to Lorne and looked this arrival over. "Don't look like a cop, guess we can see what it wants..."
The Meowth girl retracted her claws and stepped out several feet in front of the Venipede. As soon as she was through the brush, she straightened her dress while waiting for Lorne to follow.
"What's your name?" she demanded of the other girl. "And what're you doin' out here?" Her gentle appearance definitely did not match her blunt personality.
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 1:18 pm
Mitja's bulging hooded eyes watched as a pair of shoes were tossed up and over the bush. She side stepped then and stared down at the shoes rather confused why they would toss shoes. She tilted her head at them and tried not to laugh as she looked up at the bushes, "Is that really all you got? Some attack!" She hissed at them. Really was that all they had shoes? Maybe it was a distraction sent so they could run away. But really shoes?
Hearing the sound of rustling she braced herself and saw just a glimpse of a pink head of hair pulling back into the bushes. Soon enough though a figure emerged from the same bushes. It was clearly a pretty 'little' Meowth in a dress. Mitja remained ready though as much as she thought dresses were distasteful she was not one to judge someone just based on the fact they wore a dress. She tsked as the other smoothed her dress and rolled then she rolled buggy eyes.
When the questions were demanded of her again she hissed a bit but she lowered one hand to her hip and let the other drop to her side. "I don't think either of those are are your business girl." she had to admit she liked the attitude of the one in the dress being so gruff it almost felt a bit like home. Maybe she would enjoy a nice truffle with the Meowth. Her slips curved into a smile as she looked Bast over.
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:21 pm
"More bugs" Lorne affirmed with a nod of his head. "Sprayed...or lit on fire...we could always help with that second one." His own voice was dry as he suggested it. He was pretty sick of bugs himself really. But she had more reason to be than him. He rolled his eyes as once again Bast's brash demeanor got the best of her and she started to demand answers. "If I was trying to attack you with my shoes, I assure you I would have actually hit you with them, and not merely thrown them in your general direction." His words were purred out as he slipped from between the bushes a short distance from Bast, almost putting himself between the two of them. Maybe to stop the bug...maybe to stop the cat. Who knew. "What my surly companion here is trying to say is, exchanging names at times like this is a good way to break the ice. I'm Lorne, this here is Bast, and you good sir would be...?" he was pretty sure the bug was a guy. Looked like one, sort of sounded gruff like one. So sir it was. "As for us, we're merely enjoying a day in the forest when a rock was thrown and hit me. My apologies for throwing my shoes. You startled me about the time I'd taken them off to tend to sore feet." not entirely untrue. Lorne continued to smile at Mitja gently, using his calm, cool demeanor to diffuse the situation. For now. "Please accept my humble apologies for any distress we caused you by startling you."
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 10:51 pm
"Fire wouldn't be a bad thing at this point," she grumbled under her breath so only Lorne could hear.
Bast let Lorne do his thing, the smooth talker that he was. She knew she kept him around for something. A broad smirk crossed her face as he spoke. She did rather enjoy when he worked his magic.
After he'd finished, she cleared her throat and tried to play along. "Yes, I do apologize. How rude of me to be so brash." She was laying it on a bit thick and anyone with a pair of ears could pretty much tell she wasn't being truthful. "So, what brings ya to our neck of the woods?" Her eyes narrowed, but the devious little grin remained.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 11:41 am
The owner of the pink hair finally emerged as well and Mitja looked him over. His purring voice hinted both at honesty and deception. She did not know what to make of it but she noticed how he moved between herself and the Meowth. How much like a male. He must have feelings for his companion.
She kept her focus mainly on the brighter colored of the two though would glance to the female if she moved too much. Well names were not too bad to give surely, "Mitja." She did not correct him calling her sir. In fact it brought a bit of a smile to her face.
That smile though faded when he was now apologizing for throwing his shoes when just a moment before he was boasting. She found his smooth ways more than a bit untrust worthy. His flourishing words made her smirk baring her teeth. When the other's lips moved into a smirk then she join him in the 'sweet talking' Mitja growled. "You two are just playing with me. Don't apologize if you don't mean it. Little brats. And sweetheart these woods ain't yours. They belong to all. And I don't see any nest that could be yours." She brought her hands up and crossed her arms over her chest. Her body still fully tensed and ready for a fight. "However as for why I am here, not that it is your business, I am just enjoying a nice walk. I had not intended to hit anyone with a rock. So sorry for that at least."
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 8:28 am
Feelings for Bast beyond those of friendship and loyalty were non existent at this point...but it was for someones protection he was between Mitja and Bast. Mitja was an unknown and he didn't know how Bast would behave towards another bug type after their last run in with one.
He could sense the other weighing their words and he watched cautiously, curiously...he didn't turn to look towards Bast lest it be taken the wrong way. Instead he opened his mouth to placate the bug some more when he was cut off by this Mitja. That was fine, really.
"I think what my companion was meaning by our neck of the woods is we don't usually see anyone here when we come out here to enjoy the peace of the woods." also somewhat true. They hadn't seen anyone the few times they'd used the woods as refuge for a short time.
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Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 6:23 pm
"Oh good, so I don't have to lie about being insensitive to buggy boy." Bast sneered and looked away from the two in front of her, crossing her arms as well. She let Lorne explain her meaning from earlier. It was probably a good thing she didn't add "stupid" into that sentence just now. The way things were going currently, this was going to end in yet another fight. She really had a knack for that.
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 4:53 am
Mitja shifted her hips just a bit keeping her venom tipped tail behind her and though she was still ready for the fight, that might or might not come, she lowered it a bit. "I would not waste your breath on any type sensitivity or insensitivity Bast." she hissed at the female. She had to admit, to herself if no one else, the girl had some bit of a toughness that she kind of liked. Who was she to judge a girl being tough?
"And you just came to enjoy the woods? Somehow I doubt that. Those shoes seem to small for your feet. I don't have the best of eyes but I can see that there is no way they would fit your feet. So my guess is you stole them huh?" Okay she will admit she never had to steal anything as far as dress went or anything else for that matter but that did not mean she did not know that many poke-children had too. She clenched her jaw at the ever so slight ping in her chest at the thought. Why should she feel sorry for someone having to steal to survive it was nature's way right? Survival of the fittest.
She gave a tsk and reached up to scratch the bridge of her nose, her trainer's voice ringing in her mind to do a good deed. She set her jaw and tried not to sigh, "I would venture to think we wear the same size...being bout the same size and all..." she started out.
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 11:03 am
Lorne could tell Bast was on edge and really after the way their last encounter with a bug type had gone he didn't blame her for being overly defensive...or ruder than usual. It amused him a bit in fact. There was a grin at the other guys astuteness and he gave a slight bow and straightened with a laugh. "Indeed I did. Unfortunately I was in a rush and didn't get the right size. Perhaps next time I'll be luckier." He didn't know about any pangs in her heart or anything, and was instead eying the small shoes a moment. "Such a wasted effort. Ah well." though he raised a brow at the other. "And so what is it you propose? Us to rob you blind?" there was a teasing note to his words, a laughing lilt in his voice. It was obvious he was teasing. "Whaddaya say Bast?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:30 am
"Lorne!" Bast hissed as he admitted to stealing the shoes. "Ya could've said you were given them by some blind, old coot!" she growled through clenched teeth. "No need to announce what we do to the world!" She groaned, hand coming up to her face and covering it. She mumbled something about "idiot" before removing her hand and looking at Mitja with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, what are you suggesting?" Bast, now fearing a trap, glanced around. "Who's here with you?" She was was getting even move defensive. But, why wouldn't she? She felt like she was backed in a corner now.
Bast grabbed a hold of Lorne's wrist and pulled him close so she could whisper in his ear. Covering her mouth from view with her other hand, just in case. "If she's brought the fuzz, we're gonna have to beat the hell outta here. If we have to split up, meet in the usual place." That being done, she let go and took her defensive position again.
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