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Post by Feather on Mar 1, 2008 9:33:00 GMT 10
Look the same? No the basic color schmes differed Barkwish was mostly the deep red of bricks and the light green of well manicured grass. On the other hand Vhenkil was white washed, and at the moment a much darker shade of green underneath, because the soil was richer then the Barkwish, which commonly became waterlogged. <They kind of do..little boxes..and little dots> Littles houses and even littler people and pokemon rushing about. If the human could have heard him tease her new companion she might have been in a bad mood, or laughed, it made him feel better after his shaky challenge earlier.
<You will. You are also very welcome.> The Spearow replied, now feeling slightly ashamed of his earleir joke. Hopping between clawed foot he knew that a sweat like substance was pouring down his feathers. <Just gotta train.> They both really needed to do that, but wasn't as if the Spearow was excited, it looked more painful then fun, but why did everyone else seem to like attacking traienrs? These two weren't going to eat him after all. Especially the human with tose dull squares of white called teeth. The Gible's teeth had quite a bit of potential.
The Spearow started giggling, and then snorting. This time at the question. <I have no idea!> Then the little brown bird went back to his formal stance. Letting out a random giggle here and there as he tried to calm himself. Like leaks in a damn the entire charade fell apart as Cloud apologized to the tree, and then seemed sorry for having to do it. That was to much. Of course the former statement might have to be revoked. <I was kidding. Trees don't talk, even here, closest thing to a talking tree..is a pok--hehehehe> Now was just him or did the tree seem to disagree with his sentiment? It seemed to shift ominously beneath him, of course that was just the wind. Right?
The Spearow was to busy giggling, or hissing as it miht look to Sky to ook up as she screamed, and hid, or tried to hide behind her muhc smaller, but much more dangerous pokemon. But th increase in the volume of his laughter made it rather hard to think he hadn't sensed it at all. The scream he had heard even through the audible fog of his laughter. How could osmeone actually think trees talked. <you are such a City-Poke> Or a pokemon made for the cities of Remoor, and not the trails between them. [/size]
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Post by Sky on Mar 2, 2008 12:33:47 GMT 10
Cloud nodded, understanding what the Spearow meant. From the Spearow's point of view of flying high up, he could imagine the cities looking smaller than they really were. When he said boxes though, Cloud gave it a thought. Boxes were brown and soft...were houses and buildings that way? Or even trees? Cloud just might never know. <I can imagine from your point of view> Cloud replied to the Spearow.
<Thank you; I do hope I reach it...then I can be strong> Cloud smiled at the Spearow. The thought of being strong had Cloud already getting a bit excited. If he was strong, then he could probably do anything that was possible and in his range. Maybe he could make his name well-known throughout the region! But those were just dreams...he had to make them a reality! <Oh yeah, train. I hope that my trainer addresses that sooner or later.> The Gible told the Spearow. It's not that he blamed her, but he did want to gain some levels for the time being. After all, he didn't think he could stay at level 5 forever. That wouldn't be very strong in his mind.
The Spearow's comment made Cloud laugh as well. He didn't think that Pokemon could suit themselves unless trainers put clothes on them. Cloud didn't intend to have clothes on himself any time soon, so as of now, he couldn't suit himself. When the Spearow said that trees didn't talk, Cloud bursted out laughing again. <....How could I possibly think that trees could talk?! It's hilarious!> Cloud fell to the ground. He apologized to the tree too! It was no wonder that both him and the Spearow were laughing.
When Sky saw them both start laughing, or hissing, or whatever they were doing, she just became more confused. She didn't understand them, and it was making her feel a bit out of place. Then again, if she had a human friend, they wouldn't be able to understand her. Sky looked at the both of them, wondering what they were talking about that was so interesting and long. It must be interesting if they're talking this long... But all Sky could do was wonder since she really didn't have any hope in understanding them anyway. So she just decided to look at them some more.
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Post by Feather on Mar 2, 2008 12:55:50 GMT 10
<I couldn't imagine being stuck on the ground--it'd be horrid.> Not being able to feel thermals tickling his feathers, or watching the whole world slowly become insignificant? That would be worse then hell for this bird. It was the only time he truly didn't feel scrawny, and expendable, when he could see almost everything out below him, and the world beyond. The ground made everything look huge, and so much scarier then it did in the air. The Spearow looked down at the Gible: <Well not if your used to it of course.> To the Sand dragon th ground was probably wodnerful, and in a battle the familiar usually won.
<bah. You don't need to be scary with that mug--> The Spearow replied, his face still red from laughing so hard at the eagerness the Gibl had believed his horrid little trick with. Even if it was mean, it had lost its potency when he remembered similiar tricks played on him when he was a fledgung, such as bushes ate you when you nested in them, and all berries were property of the humans. Eating them was cause for instant execution, he had a fear of berry bushes for a long tiem afte that. <I should probably stop talking so much--so you can get around to that.> It would be a shame to say farewell, but they did have to train after all.
<You're more gullible then I am.> That was saying something. Of course the Gible's laughter brought the Spearow's small wall against his own crashing down. That had to be the first time anyone had ever fallen for one of his stupid little jokes. It felt good to not be the only one who did stupid things like listen to obvious lies, told with a lopsided face. <Which isn't a bad thing....> Gullibility wasn't bad, it was usually the sign of a open heart.
Poor humans. Pokemon could always understand them, but they were always lost. For all she knew they could be talking about how ugly and stupid she was, and laughing as the descriptions got steadily worse.
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Post by Sky on Mar 3, 2008 6:38:53 GMT 10
<If you want, you could come down and see if the ground is as horrid as you think> Cloud wasn't offended by his statement; he just wanted to see if the Spearow would think the ground as horrid if he came down. Of couse, it was the Spearow's choice whether to come down or not. To Cloud, the ground was useful; without it, who knows where he'd end up? The groundless oblivion...abyss? What would it be like? Would everything float? Oh boy...even this level of thinking was too much for the Gible. <I think the ground is great...imagine where we'd be if it was gone...>
<Mug?> Cloud didn't know what the Spearow meant in that last statement. Perhaps it was because something cut off his statement. The Gible shrugged, but at the thought of him believing a tree could talk, he started laughing again. Still, when Cloud believed that the tree was in love with him, something inside himself made him feel good about it. Like he was admired or something. But, even if the tree could talk, the relationship wouldn't work out anyhow. It would be mosly long-distance and...-Why was Cloud even thinking about relationships? He stopped when he heard the Spearow talk again. <You don't have to go if you don't want to.> Cloud wanted to train, but he didn't want to be rude to his new friend.
<Yeah...I guess I am; haha> Cloud laughed at himself. Believing trees could talk, more fall in love with you was pretty gullible! But he didn't mind; nothing bad happened from it. If he believed something bad, then that would be something to get wide-eyed about. Perhaps believing that Sky hated him, or that he was useless, would be something bad to believe. Cloud wasn't worried about the Spearow telling him that he was useless; he considered the Spearow a friend anyway. <Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't.> Cloud shrugged.
Sky decided that she didn't want to capture the Spearow. He seemed so happy up on his branch, and even though she couldn't understand them, she didn't want to take his freedom away. She pet Cloud's dorsal fin gently, wondering what they were talking about again. Are they talking about me? Sky wondered to herself as she watched the Pokemon converse. What if Cloud is talking about how he hates me? Sky was thinking pessimistically; she did that when she was worried, or something too extraordinary to be true happened to her. She taught herself to expect the worst, but try her best. It was a useful method to not suffer from heartbreak, though sometimes it didn't change your confidence one bit.
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Post by Feather on Mar 3, 2008 11:31:22 GMT 10
The spearow looked down at the ground, then to his friend the Gible. Was he trying to trick him into coming down so he could have better aim while attacking? That was very likely. Of course not though! This was the Gible that had admitted to having no experience to speak of in battle. <I would--but it'd be hard getting back up here.> Then harder to fly away, the branches slowed down any movement you were trying to make, and the branches seemed to perfectly target wings. <You would be drowning, and my wing would be very very very tired.> That's where'd they be, the human might be alright if she had a water pokemon on her belt.
<Face. Of course most dragons are adored for being that way..> The bird hurriedly flapped his wing in a gesture of dismission. No reason for the Gible to focus on that. Focus on a insult he had never really meant to dish out. <well in a little while then..its unwise for a trainer to be out aftr dark..pokemon get really testy at night.> Especially if some human woke them up with their constant chatter, they'd attack no doubt about that. Not that this human seemed very talkative.
<You're not the only one.> Te Spearow quietly admitted. All of those earlier instances were proof of that statement. The spearow joined in with the gesture of dismissal. <It depends on the situation.> Poor human girl was probably bored out of her mind, soon she might resort to counting the blades of grass on the hill nearby, there were around 100o blades over there. The Gible didn't seem to bored, but he was likely becoming hungry. No reason to keep him here that much longer, it might be considered rude.
In the bushes to the right of the group a pokemon rolled her eyes. Impatience stamped on her features. blah.blah..lets all be friends..shut your traps..and go away Spearow. The creature thought to herself, but she had in no way made her presence known to the group. Yet anway.
The Spearow glanced down at the human, and wondered why she insisted upon looking so worried. Well he would be too if someone was talking in another language so closed to him, one he couldn't understand in any way shape or form. Sure she could guess by the expressions on their faces, but those could also be deceiving.
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Post by Sky on Mar 3, 2008 12:40:41 GMT 10
<Good point; you might have a bit of a problem...> Cloud nodded understandably. He didn't really care that the Spearow didn't come down; he was already used to talking to him above. Wait...drowning? Oh yeah...water would probably take over the ground if there wasn't any... Cloud forgot about the seas and waters. He imagined more of a black abyss with no ground or water. If that actually happened, would he be floating or falling forever? <What if there wasn't any water, and it was just a groundless abyss? Would we be floating, or falling forever?> Cloud decided to ask the Spearow; it was nice to ask for opinions on situations. Of course, what the Gible was pondering was already too much to think of. Had someone already come up with a theory for a groundless abyss? He probably would never know.
<My face? Oh...my face! What about it?> Cloud touched his face to see if it was distorted or out-of-place or anything. Then he wondered how he could look at his face to see if it was okay? Is there any way to see my reflection...? Cloud asked himself in his mind. He didn't see any water so far, so he obviously couldn't look through water. Perhaps a contraption... He thought to himself, Is there such thing? Cloud's thoughts wondered off until the Spearow's voice was yet again heard. <They do? Boy, we've been chatting a while then, haven't we?> Cloud laughed, not even noticing how much time passed during his and the Spearow's chat.
<I guess not; after all, there are others who are probably more gullible than I am.> Cloud couldn't think of such a person, but he was sure that there probably was one. It never struck him that his own gullibility was a huge problem, but the talking tree proved as a lesson to himself. He thought it would make him less gullible, but Cloud never knew. Some things never change... Cloud repeated a statement from somewhere else; maybe his gullibility wouldn't change. Only time could tell. <Yeah, it does depend on the situation whether or not one would be gullible on what to believe>
Sky was growing very bored as time went on. The only thing she focused on was the Pokemon's conversation, which she couldn't understand, and her own thoughts. Sometimes, she couldn't even understand her own thoughts! Sky sighed as time went on. It was already growing more dark; it did occur to her that time was passing, but not this fast. Still, Sky was both relieved and worried. She'd have to either camp out here, or continue on until she reaches the next town. She breathed a sigh of relief; at least that thought would keep her entertained!
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Post by Feather on Mar 3, 2008 13:59:30 GMT 10
The Spearow's eyes strained upwards toward the sky. Which was already beginning to be streaked with the yellow of a approaching dusk. <You'd be dead.> Without land all the oceans would connect, and besides that there would be nothing to roost in,seeing as rocks were part of the land. So he would be really tired, not to mention most water types could swallow him in one gulp. Of course most didn't;'t like the taste or texture of feathers. <Hard to tell.> If everything looked the same, then the sensation of floating, hovering, or falling would be lost to almost all the senses, especially if everything fell with you.
Now he had made the Gible worried. <No your face is fine--I was just saying that you don't need to scare others with a dragon's face.> Birds didn't usually install fear in anyone, unless they were Staraptors. Those birds were rather ugly, and they always looked angry. Mostly because of how beady there eyes were. <Yah. Which is why I do have to leave in a bi--> Now he had smelt something odd, a slight breeze had blown in his direction carrying with it the scent of a unwanted visitor in the area.
Namely him. He had likely just caught the Gible at a bad time. <True.> Even though this was interesting his nest mates would be worried if he took any longer getting back. Leaning forward he stuck out a wing towards the Gible. <Rip out a few feathers will ya?> It did depend on the situation. Was being conned into coming down here another instance of him being gullible, were they stealing his berry stores at the moment? Or playing with his nest? That was likely the case. Meaning he really should get home before he was up all night repairing the damages. <Depends on the situation..yes..> Distracted he was, imagining the horror of his home when he returned. Pieces of his hard earned nest strewn in his little brother and sisters feathers, and his hunted Berry's staining their red breasts some other nasty color, like pink or blue.
In the bush the female Pokemon tensed up. She was ready for some fun, and that idiotic flying-type finally seemed inclined to leave. Although she would have liked to chase him about as well, it was always fun to try and trap a flying bird, or make them run into a tree, hopefully living through the experience without a broken neck. Or any other lasting injury. [/blockquote]
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Post by Sky on Mar 5, 2008 11:15:17 GMT 10
Cloud laughed at the Spearow's blunt reply; the way he said it just made him laugh. No thorough explanation, no humongous reply, just a simple and straightforward answer. <The way you made it so straightforward and simple just made me laugh> The Gible explained himself. It was funny how those kind of things worked out. <Not that I don't appreciate it; your straightforwardness is actually great> Cloud hoped that he didn't hurt the Spearow's feelings. He didn't want his new friend to start hating him already; that just wouldn't do at all. He obviously couldn't really communicate with Sky, so he had to make due with the great conversation he was already having. <Yeah; I figured as much also because it seems like you would be doing both, since it would be hard to tell whether you're falling or floating> Cloud's visual skills must have been improving; he was proud. After all, after hitting his head on a tree many moments before should've had this thinking already hurting his head. The Spearow was fun to talk to because it seemed like he was a pretty intelligent bird, all-in-all.
<Oh, I see> Cloud breathed a sigh of relief that his face was not distorted or anything of that matter. If it was, how embarassing that would be! A Gible with an ugly and retarded face would be in a circus, to him. The thought made him shudder when Cloud thought of what he'd look like evolved. Revolting...absolutely revolting... <Hm?> Cloud noticed that the Spearow was interrupted by something. He couldn't make out what made the Spearow stop, so Cloud shrugged, thinking it was probably the sun. He wasn't sure though, so he tried examining the Spearow's face for any clues.
<Will do, my friend> Cloud extended his arm to the Spearow's wing (if he could reach it) and smiled. The Spearow was nice chatting with and Cloud did enjoy talking to him for the conversations they had together. Cloud turned toward Sky and saw that she wasn't doing anything to stop the Spearow. This made him realize that Sky must have appreciated freedom for good Pokemon since she didn't catch it or something. Cloud smiled and turned to the Spearow again. <Farewell; I do hope we run into each other again one day> Cloud waved goodbye with his small arm to the Spearow before turning to Sky. Now as he thought of it, he wouldn't be surprised if he met the Spearow as an evolved form when Cloud would see him again.
Sky was both relieved and glad that the Spearow left. It was mostly because she couldn't understand a word that he, or Cloud, were saying. It was mostly the reason why she was so quiet while the two Pokemon were conversing. She pet Cloud again and smiled. "Glad you made a friend...shame I couldn't understand you," Sky laughed light-heartedly. She want it to seem like a bother that she couldn't understand them. Boredom was just something she didn't like to experience. Oh gosh, it's late. Should I camp here or move on? Sky thought to herself while her hand brushed Cloud's dorsal fin.
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Post by Feather on Mar 5, 2008 15:13:05 GMT 10
Death was funny? Did the Gible find the words 'you'd be dead' humorous? Oh. That was it. <I sounded rightly cold didn't I?> Straight-forward? Now that he thought back to it he had sounded cool. The bird had just been worried about his nest, he really hadn't cared about how he had sounded. <Thinking on riddles like that makes my head hurt.> Falling or floating? Well if it was a infinite abyss wouldn't you be doing both until time ran out? Or would you be falling down, or floating/ fluttering down. That question gave him a headache. Besides that couldn't you be floating up?
<Maybe next time I won't be such a wuss..or you either. Probably won't even recognize eachother.> With a sigh and a wave the Spearow took off from the branch, his small wings parting the air like a hot knife through warm butter. Time to go home, and fix whatever mess had been made of his nice little home. The horrors. he wouldn't be sleeping until late tonight, of course talking to someone without feathers had been worth it. They usually didn't have their heads so high up in the clouds! Which was a nice thing after all!
-- In the bush the female Pokemon heaved a sigh of relief, and pushed herself to all four feet. < I hpight you two blabbermouths would never shut up!> She growled lunging out of the bush and towards the Gible. Her brown and creme pelt shone in the sun. Obviously very well cared for. <My turn to have some fun, and plase donna talk it's sooooo annoying.> The creature was a Zigzagoon, with a attitude to match the most prideful meowth's. Her claws were self-honed, and blade sharp. Not that she wanted to cut this time around, no she wanted bruises not scratches. [/blockquote] (DONE..sorry it's so short..I was kicked off before I finished.)
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Post by Eteryu on Mar 5, 2008 15:13:11 GMT 10
A sky-blue beast whisked through the bushes, slowly stalking the pink-haired being. He thought to himself, "What the devil is THAT?! And why is it stroking that Gible... The Gible seems to be there not of its own will! What kind of cruel creature are you, pinkie? What could keep him there, unrestrained..."
He pondered this for a moment longer, before realizing a crucial detail. 'Pinkie' looked vaguely like his mother's captor! "They must be of the same species, but this one is so much more... Different! It's slimmer, and much more hairy... A subspecies, maybe. Nevertheless, that Gible seems to be restrained in the same fashion that the collector did. I must liberate him!" Narrowing his eyes, the Shinx glared at Pinkie. He picked a likely weak spot, its leg, and took aim. Ready, he let loose a battle-cry and charged at the being in a savage Sparking charge.
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Post by Sky on Mar 6, 2008 10:12:15 GMT 10
((571)) [To Feather: It's okay, lol; I've had that too XD]
<Farewell, Spearow!> Cloud waved his small arm toward his friend. It was soon becoming night, which Cloud was surprised of, being that he never even felt the time pass by so fast. Gosh, that was fast! Did we talk that long? The Gible questioned in his mind, feeling Sky's hand stroke his fin again. The night didn't make him uncomfortable, but the route took on a different atmosphere it seemed, than it had in the day. Day seemed sleepy and peaceful, while the beginning of night seemed more active. Why he even felt this atmosphere, Cloud didn't know; for it was usually the other way around in his eyes. Perhaps the Spearow was right earlier...were Pokemon in this area more testy at night? At first, Cloud thought he would be out of here by night already, but now he had a cross of both excitement and caution. Half of him wanted to take on whatever came his way, while the other half wanted to stay back a bit.
Just then, he heard rustling in a nearby bush. Cloud quickly turned his toward where he heard the sound...and saw a Zigzagoon emerging; it did not seem friendly. Talk? Boy, how rude... If she was so bored, she could've--no, she doesn't look the type... Cloud thought that she perhaps could've joined in, but after those comments, he thought again. But then, he felt himself get hit by a Tackle, he guessed, from the Zigzagoon. <Ack!> Gee that hurt! What was he thinking?! It was a battle! Cloud tried shaking his cautious conscience's thoughts out that way he could battle. But the inexperience that he had with battles became a worry. He only used a Tackle, which hit a tree--not his intended target.
Right when Cloud looked at Sky for orders though, he heard a battle cry of some sort. When he turned his head, Cloud soon saw a blue figure charging at him. He widened his eyes, Two Pokemon?! Cloud was shocked; he didn't even know that battles could be two against one. Apparently though, they could, and now was the moment of Baby Gible, to Gible. Cloud decided to be brave, and he tried holding his head up and not resorting to hiding behind Sky. <Uhm...Looks like we have company...> Cloud didn't know who he was talking to. He mainly directed it to himself, but faced the Shinx and the Zigzagoon while doing so.
Sky was surprised when the Zigzagoon came out of the bush. How could not have noticed it there before? Had it been watching her and the Pokemon all that time? Now Sky was worried; what if the Zigzagoon had an advantage? But before she had time to think about that, Sky soon saw a Shinx charging for Cloud as well. Knowing that she needed to take action, Sky had Cloud hold a Berry in case his health was low by the two opponents. Taking a breath in, Sky exhaled and thought fast on what to do. Now this was a real battle...and she couldn't let herself down...or Cloud, for that matter. "Try to Sand Attack them both, Cloud!" Sky called out as she soon saw Cloud getting sand all over the place. She had to step back to avoid sand herself. Just then, Sky realized that the Shinx was going for her! Widening her eyes, Sky tried jumping to try to avoid its Charge of Sparks.
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Post by Feather on Mar 6, 2008 11:01:38 GMT 10
The female Zigzagoon turned away from the Gible, completely ignoring his horribly aimed attempt at a tackle. This whine was directed solely at the Shinx. Behind her, the large broom like appendage she called a tail waved back and forth irritably, one large creme and brown banner of annoyance. <Oh come on! I had to sit here and wait forr the knuckl'eads to shut up..and you think you can waltz in here and--> Nevermind then. The Shinx had went after the girl's pant's leg. Leaving Her Gible open for attack. Which was better then him attcking the creature that could actually fight.
The way the female moved made it seem like she had all day. With this cowering little thing that didn't know a tree from her caution bright body she might as well had, and she could take a nap in the process. Not to mention turn into a Linoone, all while waiting for him to hit her. <Fun. This is fun? You don't seem to think so Scaredon.> Horrid. That had to be one of her worst taunts ever. She had made quite a few bad ones. She didn't know the Gible well enough, and he was making himself look bad with or without her help. <Three is company, but there are four a Quartet.> THe female snickered at her own little joke, not that the gible would understand. Lowering her body to the ground she shot forward, in another ( I CANNOT REMEMBER WHAT IT IS) attack.
This was her version of fun. her nectar of life you could say, picking on others, even if they were a level higher then her. Her manner tended to say otherwise. Cocky. Of course she wasn't just cocky she was also overly ambitious, tenacious, and tempermental. A fun girl to have anywhere your parents were.
The Sand billowed out from the path at the Gible's feet, sending the Zigzagoon into a fit of coughing, both of her paws were grinding furiousyl at her eyes trying to rid themselves of sand that had to be there. Or that that she thought had to be there. This had interrupted her tackle attack, and now with tears streaming down her face she directed her gaze upwards, and then began galloping towards a blue blur she wagered was the Gible. Of course it might have been the much higher leveled, much more confushed Shinx. STUPID SAND! STUPID TRAINER! STUPIDER GIBLE/HUMAN LOVER!
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Post by Eteryu on Mar 6, 2008 13:10:13 GMT 10
Stangmar, noticing the Zigzagoon, stopped and growled fiercely. "I care not what you were doing before I arrived. However, I shall kindly ask you to leave, before I remove y--" Sand in the eyes! He yelped in pain. "AAAArrRRggh! You'll pay for that, you blasted... Gible?"
It made sense now! The Gible was allied with Pinkie! Sighing, Stang turned back to the 'coon. "Well, as it seems I've allies on neither side of me, I'm going to leave the fight to you two..." Spiting himself for cowardice, he backed away a few steps, then turned and slinked softly into the underbrush.
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Post by Sky on Mar 7, 2008 13:15:44 GMT 10
((394)) <What? I can't quite....> Cloud couldn't really understand what the Zigzagoon was insinuating. Quartet? Scaredon? What the heck? The Gible made a confused face toward the Zigzagoon, wondering what she meant. From her 'wonderful' personality though, Cloud shook the thought off. It might've been an insult, which he really didn't need to hear right now. When the Shinx went toward Sky, Cloud ran toward her, but stopped when he saw that the Shinx got sand in his eyes from the Gible's previous Sand Attack. <Serves you right for just coming in unanounced!> Cloud didn't know whether it was necessarily unanounced, but it felt good saying it anyway. It surprised him when he saw the once battle-crying Shinx flee though. Still, a part of him celebrated since the battle was now one-on-one.
After his Sand Attack though, Cloud was a bit wide-eyed that the Zigzagoon was getting ready for another attack. He ran the opposite of where the Zigzagoon was running and thankfully avoided whatever she was trying to do. He breathed a sigh of relief that he didn't have to go through more pain. She had already struck him about one or two times before he did a Sand Attack on her. Cloud then turned to Sky, awaiting whatever orders she might give him. At least he didn't run into a tree this time, like he did earlier by his other attempted Tackle at the Spearow. It would've been hurtful and embarassing if he had done it again, which he didn't plan on wanting to again. His head was already hard enough from thinking and bumping into trees!
Sky smiled when her attempt at battling didn't fail this time. It was a real battle! Boy, things were more different than she imagined. For instance, Sky thought that the battle would be more organized, instead of random. But she didn't mind the randomness; it actually spiced things up a bit in a battle and kept her more on her toes. "Now aim for a Tackle, Cloud!" Sky called out as she watched the Gible charge toward the Zigzagoon. She thought the Tackle had a pretty good chance of hitting; the Zigzagoon lost accuracy for the time being, having sand in her eyes. But she still had her ears; she could hear Cloud coming. Sky waited to see what would happen as she watched with anxiety.
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Post by Feather on Mar 7, 2008 14:19:12 GMT 10
The Zigzagoon took that as a victory on her part. Oh she would have been more then happy to fight the Shinx, he looked like fun. Of course it turned out he was just one big grey sack of hot air, pity. <Goodbye, and a horrid day to you coward.> She hated chickens. They always helped make her day so dull. this Gible was no different, but he'd have to do for now. So he didn't understand her insults? Well that was another point off his fun factor. But beggars for battles could not choose the personalities of their oppenents.
She had missed! Damnit! The Zigzagoon dug her sharp claws into the ground ,and used her body's flexibility to its full advantage, turning in the blink of a eye. Growling all the way she thundered back towards the Gible. Both of her eyes squeezed shut, they hurt less that way, even if it damaged her eyes more in the process. She could hear well enough to attack, but sadly this time around, not to dodge. The Gible's tackle cracked into her upper torso, sending her rearing back on her hind legs, and rolling on the ground. Another, louder growl emerged from her mouth.
<You don't hit ladies you asshole.> Rolling over again she sprung at the Gible. At the same time she was also admiring te little whitel ights floating in front of her eyes. Tucking her head in close to her body, she pulled in her tail, making herslef a harder target to hit, and keeping her sensitive parts tucked in close. SHe didn't want her gorgeuos face ruined after all. <This is better then earlier...> Whether earlier was referring to the short battle with the Shinx, or sitting there listen to the two boobies talk was rather hard to determine.
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