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Post by ♥Jam it♥™ on Apr 6, 2008 14:34:10 GMT 10
"Mhm..." Dante mumbled, before using his arm to cover the light. He growled, as his eyes hurt from the bright morning sun. He muttered a 'dammit' before tuning over and facing away from the sun.
Now his back burned.
"Damn sun.." he hissed. He rolled back onto his back before leaning back and jumping up onto his feet. "Guess I gotta get going.." he mumbled, face looking a bit down from sleepyness. He yawned before putting his feet on the path that was there. The air was filled with a sweet scent that carried from Barkwish, back to his spot on the Isabella Plains. His clothes, going with the warm weather, was a black sleeveless shirt, along with some navy cargo pants that tucked into his boots, with his sword in plain view on his back. "god, this is going to be a long day.." he sighed and grabbed his bag and continued walking.
Passing some wild pokemon, he took the time to stop and sketch them. A nest of a mother Pigeoto and her baby Pidgy who were nuzzling, a Rattata nibbling on a berry, and a small Zigzagoon wandering around, looking for a place to get a early afternoon nap.
He lifted his pencil as he finished the drawing of the Zigzagoon. The small ferret-like pokemon tilted it's head at him. Dante reached in his bag before holding out a piece of pokemon food. His face remained emotionless as the Zigzagoon sniffed it before eating it. "There ya go little guy." And with that he turned on his heels, sketchbook in his arms down to Barkwish.
It was about noon since he spent his time sketching. As he entered town, he was given weird looks as he carried a sword plainly on his back. Not to mention is was a pretty big sword...
It was strange how dull he felt today, like a worn down pencil. Dante was pretty sure he was suppose to be excited or something..like most trainers were when they got a pokemon, but he just felt so.....neutral. He couldn't smile if he tried. He'd rather say 'Bite me' to anyone who said, 'why are you looking so down?' He felt like maybe skipping out on getting a pokemon....then again he could stay in the town for long. Someone might recognize him.He turned sharply before entering a bakery.
The bastard was pushing it off, even though he knew he should get a pokemon.
"Thanks.." he said, dully again as he left with his bag now full with a loaf of sweet rolls. Maybe he'd share one with his pokemon...As he continued down to the lab, he began to wonder if the professor had any ghost pokemon. "Blech." Dante said, his posture slumped. "I don't wanna do this.." he complained, sounding like a small child. But his conscious told him other wise.
He thought about random things untill he came up to the lab door. He cursed something under his breath before knocking on the door and standing back to what ever the hell that came out. He lifted his head to look at the sky, which was now a solid sky blue. "Damn old man better hurry up." he mumbled, barely moving his lips.
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Post by Feather on Apr 7, 2008 6:37:53 GMT 10
Inside the Alakazam listened. Damn old man eh? heh. Before the professor had even gotten halfway across the room the door burst inward, sending paperwork flying to the ground, a blue light raged like a fire around it, and the screws holding the hinges in place protested the sudden movement. The professor had went to open his mouth, only to be beat to it by Bill. 'Come in." This was more of emotionless demand then a request. In pokemon years Bill was actually rahter young, and the Professor was just in his mid fifties. This boy had no right to be so old. If he calls either of us old again--then I will take my sweet OLD time teaching him a lesson.
The Professor decided to mediate the situation, and hopefully give Bill a chance to calm down. even if others couldn't tell the way the dor opened only occured when he really disliked a trainer, judging by his appearence he seemed alright. Of course Bill may not have had good people ksills but he knew how to keep the Professor from danger; he may not have liked the polite mask wearing ones, but he let those near the Professor, it was those that were truly dangerous he disliked.
The Professor smiled, opening his honey colored eyes when he finished. His cane hung around his right arm, and today his hat was nowhere to be seen, which meant that his spiky white hair, wich was rather obviously dyed was allwoed to be seen. Blinking he gestured for the boy to come in. "Yes. Do come in lad--welcoem to the lab by the way." Pausing for a moment, he began brushing at a grass stain on his brown suit coat. "I am Professor James Mahoghany--James if you'd prefer." Well that's what he preferred, but a lot of trainers felt uncomfortable calling one of the best minds in Remoor by his first name.
Behind his desk Bill watched. Although it seemed as if he was aease, with his tail haging limply to the floor, both of his ears were pricked forward, and one of his hands was under the desk, his psychic spoon clutched in it's depths. There was something about the boy that just rubbed Bill the wrong way; which in all truth was nt very hard to do. This was not a matter of personal dislike but a matter of hairs standing along his neck; if he had any that is. "Yes his name is not, damn old man." At that James stiffened, and shot a glare at Bill, aying nothing.
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Post by ♥Jam it♥™ on Apr 7, 2008 7:12:09 GMT 10
Dante snorted, not taking to kindly to the bursting of the door, obviously the pokemon didn't like him, but why did he care? He was only going to be here for about five seconds if this old man would hurry.
He lazily stalked inside, taking long strides before looking dully again. Lad? The hell, he wasn't a kid..He was a bit annoyed with all of the formality and crap. "Hey, if ya don't mind ol-James.." he said, about to call him 'old man' again. "I would like to kinda hurry, for you see I have something...special to take care of." No doubt the police would still be on his tail, trying to hunt him down like a Houndoom, so he couldn't stay here long.
He found the tap of his feet somewhat comforting in the strange atmosphere of all of these pokemon, while resisting the urge to steal them. He shoved his hands in his pockets, helping a little bit. His eyes met with Bill's, in an almost half glare, almost unoticable by his half closed eyes. His eyes went back to the professor as Bill spoke, saying his name is not damn old man or something. "Sorry.." he muttered in a monotone.
"So what kind of pokemon you got? If you had some kind of ghost pokemon that be real special." he said, before sighing, knowing that the professor was probably going to ramble like most old people did about the old days or some other bull shit. He personally felt like biting something for his large irritation with the guy.
Jesus I knew I should of done this later.. he thought closing his eyes, wanting to draw again. If this takes any longer I might die.. He then wondered if Bill could read his mind or not.
Not that he cared.
He also wondered why he felt so dull..maybe it was because he was going through this damn process again? That he was going to train new pokemon besides his old beloved pokemon?He growled in his throat so the professor or his pokemon would think of it as a threat.
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Post by Feather on Apr 7, 2008 12:13:14 GMT 10
Bill would have raised a eyebrow if he had one. That little ass, snorting as if by opneing the door in that manner was rude. That boy better thank his stars that James was here--otherwise that ceiling fan, woud make for quite a bit of fun.
James was rather confused, it was odd for a trainer not to like one or both of them. "Well-pick a pokemon then you can leave." Simple as that--he was receiving the same vibes as Bill about tis lad, and the more he looked at him the less settled he was. His face looked so familiar; but where had he seen it before? James--I have seen his face on the news before. The Professor nodded, seemingly to himself. It was his way of showing that he agreed with Bill.
I doubt it-- Bill telepathically replied. Oh if they were not required to serve all this boy would be off to the nearest police station in handcuffs. Sadly they were not allowed to do that without a name, and if they asked the boy would likely become suspicious, and bolt. So for now he said nothing. If you keep being so disrespectful, you might just die...earlier. Bill was dangerous, especially when he didn't feel right about someone, and tis boy was one of them.
"Well--Selibubl--Grista--Ralsius--Totodile--Torchic and CHikorita. I do not have one on hand--" The Professor hated lying, but a ghost pokemon being hnaded out to someone who gave him horrible vibes like tis was a bad idea. Ghost pokemon oculd pass through walls, possess, and do all other manner of unsavory things. It wasn't in his area of comfort to let his poor female Drifloon into the hands of osmeone who would use it like that. Bill.. "But we do also have a Machop--and a Drowzee." The Professor was normally a horrid liar, but when it came to lying about the pokemon he had to hand out he had practice.
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Post by ♥Jam it♥™ on Apr 7, 2008 12:57:20 GMT 10
Though the professors lying was pretty good, it was written on his face for Dante. He raised an eyebrow, before smiling, knowing that he would have to be a bit cheery to shake away that vibe he let off. "Heh, sorry. Just this day has been going kinda slow." his smile was fake, but very hard to tell that it was.
"But I was hoping that you would be able to have a ghost pokemon, like a pokemon I had a long time ago." he said, almost in a distant tone as to his small pokemon he got as his starter pokemon. That Banette, he really liked it too..."Anyway, sorry for being a bit rude or anything!" Hopefully his now cheery attitude would wash away any feelings that they had for him.
"But I really would like the Drowzee. I also really liked psychic pokemon." he closed his eyes with the smile still layed on his face, as he felt his cheery attire seemed to lighten the invisible tension that had risen between.
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Post by Feather on Apr 8, 2008 5:26:02 GMT 10
(I wager you want to get out of the lab and start with him hmmmm?) *SO I am to lazy to RP this out--sorry xD(That's what the above meant) Nickname:----- Species: Drowzee Personality:----- Level:5 Experience: 0/500 Attacks: $5000 Remoor Map Remoor Pokedex 5 x Pokeballs 3 x Potions 1 x Antidote 1 x Awakening 1 x Paralyse heal 1 x Burn Heal 10 x Berry [IMG]http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/sprites/dpmfa/dpmfa096.png[/IMG] [b]Nickname:[/b]----- [b]Species:[/b] Drowzee [b]Personality:[/b] ----- [b]Level:[/b]5 [b]Experience:[/b] 0/500 [b]Attacks:[/b] [ul][li] Pound [/li][li] Hypnosis [/li][/ul]
$5000 Remoor Map Remoor Pokedex 5 x Pokeballs 3 x Potions 1 x Antidote 1 x Awakening 1 x Paralyse heal 1 x Burn Heal 10 x Berry
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Post by ♥Jam it♥™ on Apr 8, 2008 9:33:32 GMT 10
(Nah, he's just an impatient jerk xD I feel like skipping this too so...Moving it =P)
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