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Post by faithful on Mar 6, 2008 13:11:27 GMT 10
Serenity slouched against the smooth bark of a giant tree, victorious in her battle. Much earlier in the day, after marching across town to get here, the new future trainer ran smack dab into a small young boy. Of course out of habit anyone would say excuse me, and that rule didn’t make any exceptions. Serenity apologized and hummed a sweet tune, as she began her stride once more. But right before taking her first step continuing on the road, the little boy stuck out his small foot and tripped the auburn-haired girl. Not quick enough to soften the fall, she landed rather ungracefully. Rubbing her temples with frustration, Serenity ignored the throbbing pain inside her head, and growled viciously at the child.
The young boy appeared rather innocent one moment and when she went to repay him for the mean trick, he simply stuck his tongue out at her. Bounding her fist into a ball, she was ready to smack the little kid if not for his hasty reflexes. After a short time running after the boy, Serenity finally caught up and was about to make amends with her new enemy. “You know, for some reason, I am feeling generous. I’ll let you go.” She said, patiently unlike her usual gruff tone filled with fury. The boy grinned a toothy evil smile at her, then switched to ‘I’m-innocent-and-it-was-all-her-fault’ mode. With an uncanny to feel the presence of his mother behind her, Serenity knew there must be some way to return the favor to her beloved new acquaintance. “I’m am terribly sorry madam,” Serenity began rather sorrowful. “This young man has been such a pleasure to be with, I lost track of time playing with him. Of course his sweet nature is eye-catching, but his temper is actually awful. You know he ruined my number one winning prize possession, a Berry Garden. I know he meant well, I’ll just have to sell bottle caps again this season. And to see the new trainers sadness when they learn I don’t have any berries for their unfortunate pokemon...' She trailed off to leave the effect she gave the mother.
The mother who assumed Serenity was speaking the truth swelled with pride when hearing the news of her sweet son. But when the scheming girl lied about the terrible news, rage replaced the mother’s proud eyes. The large woman grabbed the lobe of the poor boy’s ear and began preaching how one should not interfere with the work of a professional. After hearing all the punishments the boy will receive, Serenity childishly smirked at her dishonorable victory. No matter, that was the name of her game. Anyone wanted to play had to go by her rules. On occasions, there are times she impresses herself, but most of the times she usually does something rather stupid and pays for it in the end. Oh well, at least she got some fun out of the day.
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Serenity stood up after finishing her lunch beneath a gigantic tree. Throwing away her trash and continuing up the where Nurse Joy said the Pokemon Laboratory would be. The cabin housing new pokemon waiting to be given to the future trainers stood in all the magnificent glory. What a sight it was, and might have even made a good impression on Serenity. Delicately she trotted up towards the doors and trying to catch a glimpse inside the two story-built lab, the girl couldn’t get a perfect view because of the closed drapes. Knocking modestly for a short time, waiting a small period in between, she got slightly impatient. To fill her time, Serenity looked at the starter list and recognized some of the pokemon. But a new names stood out as an unknown source. She didn’t even try to remember what pokemon was what and explored around to another side of the Lab.
Treading over the thin gravel path to the opposite side from the entrance, she poked to the back way. Mumbling to herself softly, cursing the wretched boy for her delay in her travel, Serenity swore he would repay if the Lab refuse to give her a pokemon because of tardiness. Serenity thought she could hear soft mewing of what she believed to be the starter pokemon. But then again, she didn’t want to depend on her human inferior ears. Serenity slapped herself mentally for getting into a meaningless fight with a child, no less. Looking more confused then she has ever been, Serenity began to look around with no common sense around safety or even thinking about what people might think about snooping. Ah, such a clueless girl…
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Post by Sky on Mar 6, 2008 16:48:28 GMT 10
By the backway's sign of "DO NOT ENTER. DANGEROUS POKEMON" right by the door, was a back cage through the window right by where the girl was. The sign was no lie or exagerration; there were honestly dangerous Pokemon back there...which is why the sign was there. Inside the cage was a Pokemon huddled in a corner, flapping to itself and glaring outside. When it saw a form of life though, outside, it suddenly had the urge to pop. "GRAWR!" It jumped up and made a loud crashing sound into the glass right by where the girl was. The pokemon was a Skarmory...which had a bent and deformed nose from hereditary reasons. The Skarmory snapped at the girl another time, raising its wings almost as if it was trying to intimidate her.
The Alakazam rolled his eyes in annoyance; it had been a while since he heard a trainer take the back way instead of the front. What a nuisance; now he had to direct her to the front. When he heard the deformed Skarmory in the back snap at the girl, Bill snickered before reluctantly leaving his desk to the back. "Please take a good, hard look at the sign right at the door, and take the front way, just like any normal trainer does," Bill called out to the girl on the other side of the door before heading back to his desk. He hoped she would follow directions, or that she was even awake. Maybe this called for a bucket of water to the head as an...'awakening.'
The Professor had heard the snap and wondered why in the world that Skarmory was snapping. Bill had fed it... When he heard Bill talk outside though, the Professor realized it was another trainer. He leaned back in his chair and readied the Pokeball starters; after all, he was always glad to start new trainer off on their new journey. Wait a minute...the trainer was in the back way...? The professor stood more upright in his chair, hoping that the Skarmory, or Bill, didn't frighten her. At least Bill was directing her to the front; it wasn't safe for her to come in through the back.
Bill looked at the front door, waiting to see whether she listened or not. He also waited to see whether she'd let herself in, or knock. The Alakazam's patience wasn't exactly the best today, and her going from the back didn't help it much either. He was on the edge of his seat on what would happen, literally. Come on...I haven't got all day... Bill thought to himself as his fingers were tapping on the desk with his eyes rolling again.
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Post by faithful on Mar 7, 2008 2:28:01 GMT 10
Serenity casually started to poke around until this sign with large bold print literally hung before her questioning eyes. "This is. . ." Before having the chance to finish her statement, a loud shriek from near by broke her concentration. Out of curiosity or sheer stupidity, Serenity stepped closer to the cage that obviously was holding something dangerous. But of course she chose willingly to ignore such common sense. The cage must of held a pokemon, maybe close to her size figuring out by the width of the cage itself. A dark silhouette could be seen easily from the opposite side of the confinement, but Serenity wanting a closer look, took a single step towards the mysterious pokemon. "GRAWR!" The unseen pokemon breaking away from the shadows revealed itself in a exploding fashion. Catching her off guard, the new trainer yelp as she tumbled backwards, making this the second time falling today. She grimaced at harsh landing, more surprised than hurt. Glaring daggers at the pokemon, now revealed as a Skarmory, didn’t help the current problem. The silver bird pokemon began to create loud crashing noises up against it’s impoundment. Serenity regained some of her lost composure and shifted her weight so she sat in front of the cage, a short distance in-between. "Now, listen here..." She began, staring soft red eyes at the opposing pokemon who was now acting slightly different. It’s steel-feathered wings formed in an up right position, just like how Serenity was moving.
Pointing an accusing finger at Skarmory, Serenity heard a voice of what must have been either the Professor or one of the aides. She stood up to full height and waved a farewell to the pokemon, who in turn may have been trying to repeat her. Taking the words of wisdom, she took a hard long look at the sign once more, repeating over and over again the words. For a moment, she tried to think why she hadn’t seen it before. But that was the past, Serenity laughed off her grave mistake as if there was nothing to worry about. 'Like any other normal trainer. . . ' Serenity thought to herself, retracing the steps taken from the front to the back of the Lab. The teenage glanced around weary eye, trying to figure where the voice had came from. But once again standing in front of the door, no one seemed to be within view.
Suddenly having the unusual feeling of being watched, Serenity shifted her eyes to the windows. But almost as if they were innocent shielding a observer behind them, the drapes were free from wondering eyes peaking out. 'I must be hallucinating.' She was about to open the knob of the pokemon laboratory’s door when yet another sign appeared in clear sight. This time actually reading the sign, Serenity itched her head and dug a foot into the dirt pathway. 'Such a pain. . .' The new trainer thought to herself, figuring if she would save time by simply inviting herself in or not. The idea of stepping uninvited rethought itself as she withheld her impatience and knocked modestly like a good girl should. Of course such behavior would worry anyone who knew Serenity, but she thought to herself, 'A new life deserves a new attitude. . .' Well at least there was effort this time.
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Post by Sky on Mar 7, 2008 12:37:35 GMT 10
Bill straightened up in his chair at the turn of the knob; he had been waiting for a foolish trainer to come in through the door to let his anger out on. His patience ran thin throughout the day while feeding the Pokemon in the back, and the trainer opening the door seemed like a great choice for venting. But then he heard the knob go back, as if taking back what was being done already. Bill gave a disgusted 'ugh' when he realized that the sign was in view. Well, that's a goodbye to venting for a reason. Now it seemed that the trainer was knocking, after taking a travel to the backway of the lab! It was truly amazing how ironic some situations can be: Careless one moment, observant the next. Why couldn't that sign have been blown away? Bill thought to himself as he knew that he couldn't scold her. Who knows? Maybe the careless/observant thing was a pattern. He kept that in the back of his mind for any scolding oppotunities.
And now it was time to open the door. The Alakazam's eyes glowed a moment before holding his hand out for the door to be open. It was slow at first, but at the sight of a rubix cube almost falling, Bill accidentally slammed the door all the way back in such a manner that it made him shocked as well. Because of the impact, most of the rubix cubes had fallen to the floor...and crashed downward, most of them shattering to pieces. That did it; his patience was now an extremely thin line of sanity and explosive comments. One more event, and that'll get him a one-way ticket to ofiicially no patience. After looking at the horrible mess, Bill took a look at the trainer at the door. So it was a female, as he examined her. He scoffed at her for her earlier carelessness of being in the backway, and then her seemingly observant qualities of actually knocking. "The door is open, human," Bill said 'human' with more feeling then the rest of the sentence, but not enough that one would suspect anything.
The Professor flinched when the door had slammed back again. He assumed that there would probably be another mess from the impact of the slam...which Bill would have to clean up. The Professor sighed at that; the poor Alakazam already had so much to do... When the professor heard Bill mention 'human' though, the Professor confirmed his beliefs that the visitor was indeed a trainer. And now it came to the matter of starters; which was would they choose? He came to wonder whether they had looked at the starter list outside to choose what they wanted. Of course, if there was enough potential--The Professor stopped himself before thinking any more of that. For that was something that he'd have to see himself...after they came through the door.
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Post by faithful on Mar 8, 2008 4:13:28 GMT 10
As soon as the door began to open, on it’s own no doubt, Serenity poke her nose in to make sure it was an invitation. At first glance, the lab seemed modest and humble, like a private sanctuary rather than a laboratory when pokemon are given to their new trainers. Of course it’d be her official first time entering a lab considering it will be her first pokemon, but one of the many times she would be in a pokemon’s presence. Slowly shifting her weight into the lab cautiously, Serenity sighed revealing nothing jumped out to scare her out of her wits. But letting her guard down to early, the door swung open with amazing speed. Serenity yelped and ran into the first room of the lab, taking no more chances with a door that opened on it’s own.
” What the?” The teenaged girl said to herself more than anyone else who happened to be in the same area. The door made direct contact with the wall behind, creating a chain effect that resulted in many rubix cubes falling to their untimely demise. She carelessly picked up a shattered piece of a once complete rubix cube, gradually becoming aware what the toy really was. ”Hey, I use to love these as a child. They use to entertain me for hours, until I couldn’t solve the puzzle and threw a tantrum every time I guessed wrong. I sure miss those days.” Serenity picked up another large piece, and stared at the colorful object, as if remembering a time back in her childhood. She gently place them on a near by desk, wondering why someone would need so many rubix cubes.
Now fully becoming aware of her entire surroundings, Serenity’s eyes eventually laid onto a intense alakazam. And in it’s own right, appeared to be unhappy by her presence. She looked at the Alakazam, expecting it to be some kind of bodyguard, protecting the pokemon located near by. Stepping back a few feet, again assuming it might attack her, Serenity closed the small distance between herself and the open door. But when words that seem to come from the Alakazam stated, ’The door is open, human.’ she shoot outside like a bullet. “A pokemon just spoke to me. I knew I was crazy.” Now beyond all calm, Serenity stepped inside once again, and directly glanced at the physic pokemon. ”How can you talk? Pokemon cant talk, can they?”
Reaching out to touch the Alakazam to see if he might be a hologram or a stuff to fool the new trainers, Serenity rethought that logic. And instead advancing towards the pokemon she stepped away quick as she could, making not starling movements. It might have been she didn’t want to make a fool out of herself then she already have, but Serenity casually adverted her attention to the opposite side of the office, innocently drawing her eyes towards the Alakazam every few seconds. ”Ah, well I’m here to receive my first pokemon.” Serenity spoke, trying to chose her words wisely as she felt mighty awkward talking to a pokemon. ” Do you, um, know who I can speak to? Ah…Mr.Alakazam, Sir.
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Post by Sky on Mar 8, 2008 18:06:53 GMT 10
Bill sighed; it was obviously a new trainer. The curious peek, and then the yelp of the accidental swing of the door. Then again, he shouldn't be so hard on her...it was just his patience. It was pretty much gone after leaving a mess that he had to clean up, and it being his own fault. The patience was an even thinner line after a while; if his patience had run out completely, even a stranger would probably know by the constant crabbiness. Bill took a look at the surprised girl who seemed quite wide-eyed that the door took its slam back. It actually made him snicker a bit again. She seemed to get surprised easily...and it was humoring him. But he soon put on a serious face when she seemed to be coming back in.
Why in Pete's sake would I even care to know that you liked rubix cubes? Was what Bill wanted to say as he watched and listened to the girl talking about rubix cubes. But he followed the statement "if it's not nice, don't say it at all" for now. At least he knew he had the patience. But when she put the shattered piece on a desk, Bill just looked at her blankly. It didn't need to go back on the desk if it was already shattered, so why did she put it back up? Bill was soon beginning to realize that it was a pattern as he observed the new trainer more and more. Observant one moment, careless the next. Well, he was psychic.
Bill banged his head on his desk when she actually ran outside after he spoke to her. It had been a while since a trainer actually wondered how in the world a pokemon could speak to them. It was both classic and annoying at the same time. The Alakazam had an amazing IQ; of course he could speak! What did she think he was-an idiot?! It was an insult all in its own and Bill took a breath in to keep himself from going through a blurry of mixed emotions. When the girl came back in and actually had the nerve to ask him how he could talk, he just couldn't believe it. "I have an amazing IQ that is far superior to a mere normal being, if you did not know, so that is how I can speak a human's tongue," The feeling of 'human' was once again accented, though not so much. Bill was going to say something ruder, but thought again, and kenw that this girl didn't deserve his venting. She had just come in for a Starter Pokemon, and even though he needed to vent on someone, Bill held it in. She did not deserve hid rude comments.
Bill was confused with the girl's movements. One moment she was reaching out to him, then she quickly backed away. Was everything a pattern with this girl? When the girl started speaking, Bill remembered to welcome her suddenly. "Oh yes, welcome to the lab, trainer," Bill welcomed her briefly. A welcome was better than no welcome at all anyway. After she had finished asking who she was supposed to go to, Bill turned around a bit. "James! A new trainer is here!" Bill turned back as he heard footsteps of the professor coming out.
The Professor walked out of where he was previously and smiled at the girl, walking toward her. "Ah yes, hello, dear," he shook her hand, smiling all the while, "Bill already welcomed you, but, welcome to the Lab. I am Professor Mahogany, though I'd much rather you call me James-Mahogany just sounds so fancy," the Professor smiled gently at her, "what's your name, dear?" The Professor asked the new trainer, while his eyes shifted to the mess behind her. Well, it wasn't as bad as he thought, but it needed to be cleaned out, that was for sure.
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Post by faithful on Mar 9, 2008 11:18:02 GMT 10
{{OOC: Sorry it's not my best.}}
Serenity remembered something long ago, maybe a few years back. Unlike her mother’s occupation as a pokemon photographer who studies the natural habitat of pokemon and documented them, Serenity often traveled around with her father by ship. One day when they were traveling up North, father and daughter came across a herd of Lapras’ migrating. A sailor said to her he once heard a Lapras speaking to him and not by words, but through telepathic wave lengths. Back in the present, Serenity wondered if this is how Alakazam was able to understand and speak their language. Out of curiosity, she itched her head through her locks of auburn hair. Maybe, just maybe all pokemon were able have this special ability, who knew. When the pokemon welcomed her, she eyed at him in a polite manner and thanked him softly without much emotion.
When the professor came in and introduced himself as the Professor James Mahogany, she bowed a greeting to the pokemon professor. ”Hello Professor James, my names is Serenity. I am here about my first pokemon.” She was the least bit shy to state why she was there without polite talk. Serenity remembered the list outside the door, stating what pokemon were available for the first time trainers. They are specific pokemon which were rare in the Remoor Region and had different abilities and natures. Serenity couldn’t say she would be the best trainer because her first reluctance to become a trainer in the beginning, which was fading slowly. But her knowledge about pokemon gave her a slight boost because of her mother’s familiarity with pokemon and their habitat.
Serenity looked up at the pokemon Professor, no doubt knew so much about pokemon, thus his rightful title. The thought of which she wanted was a mystery even to her and was curious about their personality, not just species. ” Hey, Professor James, I didn’t mean to go out the back way,” The new trainer started, not meaning to change the subject. “But the Skarmory out behind there, with the misshaped beak. It looked like he might have been imitating me or that’s how it looked. Is there a reason pokemon act that way?” Serenity asked very quickly, not acting subtle at all. Asking the professor would be the best thing, and the question has been a pain her since the small incident.
Serenity looked over at the Alakazam, still not feeling the hole ’pokemon or at least physic pokemon can talk.’ She was sure that Alakazam, who she figured name was Bill what oddly sounded familiar, worked around the Laboratory and knew the pokemon as well. Yet asking seemed the wrong impression, seemingly he didn’t appear to be the talkative type. Wondering for a moment if Bill the Alakazam was like this to all trainers or if just one of those days where the world was a big mess up. Of course those days often attack Serenity days on end, and simply state that it often ended up her fault.
When Serenity was out behind, really should of thought about it, thought she heard…snoring was it? Although what would you expect, being a pokemon Lab. Behind the Lab when seeing the Skarmory almost intimidate her and during the travels with her mother before sending Serenity on her own path, there were many pokemon who did the same thing.
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Post by Sky on Mar 9, 2008 12:32:10 GMT 10
[No, it's okay^^ By the way, Bill kind of acts this way to every trainer, so don't think I have a grudge against you or something, lol XDDD]
The Professor smiled warmly: "Ah, Serenity..." He examined her. She seemed to have potential to carry a Pokemon more than what was on the list outside. He didn't want to go over all the Pokemon besides what were on the list, so he was going to ask her what kind of Pokemon she liked. "What kind of Pokemon do you like, dear?" He asked her that way he could know. She looked like she could handle a Pokemon that was more than the list outside; after all, she looked jsut the type for it. She was also straightforward; almost like a no-nonsense type of person. But then again, after meeting with Bill, it seemed trainers always wanted to just get to the point and leave.
The Professor laughed light-heartedly when he heard Serenity ask about the Skarmory. "Oh, dear, that's quite alright; you were led here in the end anyway, right? Oh yes, the Skarmory-I don't think he was trying to imitate you; no, he was probably just trying to act tough; I saw him on the road, actually, with his deformed beak, and I took it upon myself to keep him as a helper here in the Lab. I'm sorry if he might've frightened you." The Professor smiled at Serenity. It wasn't bad that she asked about that, but at least she was honest. He would hate it if that Skarmory made her run away.
Bill rolled his eyes; the Skarmory's tough attitude was somewhat humorous when he snapped at Bill sometimes. The deformed beak was there when the Professor had brought it in, and Bill widened his eyes at it when he first saw it. But in the end, he took care of the Skarmory, and it wasn't quite as bad as he thought. Still, if it went back to the wild, it probably wouldn't survive with its deformity. Just then, Bill wondered why the girl asked the Professor that right when he came out; what a nosy child. Sometimes, he couldn't blame trainers for asking about himself, but the Skarmory? Bill was not having a good day today, but even if he was having a good day, he would still act crabby to new trainers for their inexperience. Bolting in through the door, entering through the back way, not wiping their feet. Speaking of that, the girl didn't wipe her feet. Oh well, at least she wasn't a goody goody. Those trainers Bill couldn't scold, and they made him sick to his stomach.
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Post by faithful on Mar 10, 2008 9:10:37 GMT 10
{I thought Bill would act that way, I just tried adding personality which was a failure. XD}
Serenity was appalled by the question Professor James had ask which required to answer what sort of Pokemon she likes. It was a easy choosing to concluded what Pokemon would be well for the new trainer. It would be easy to state the sort of Pokemon she doesn't enjoy which were grass type, but no, that wasn't the questioned directed toward Serenity by Pokemon professor. It took a few seconds to think what Pokemon captured the girl's interest, and it took all she could to refine her choice down about to every existing Pokemon. Fire type's power always caught Serenity's interest, but then again two fiery personalities often did not match up well. How about water considering she had spent a great deal of time on the open sea with her father, sailing from one port to another, and the many encounters with water Pokemon. Serenity thought about this for a few moments considering the attributes, but also rushing the idea eager to state her claim to the Pokemon professor of the lab. The sound of Professor James' voice brought her out of the state of mind and she recognized he was politely answering her forward question.
So she figured out the Skarmory was only trying to act tough of it's behalf. Of course any nature of Pokemon with a curse of pride likes to at least let other's realize their potential. Serenity herself may have acted like the Skarmory in the past, trying to exceed everyone else's expectations. But hearing on the deformed beak, the girl thought back and suddenly realized that there was something odd about the Skarmory. 'So a deformed beak, Serenity thought to herself quietly, Must be a hereditary in the Pokemon's genetic make-up.When the professor excused the Skarmory on his behalf, she allowed him to apologized if Professor James saw it fit. One thing Serenity found rather annoying was when someone tells her the repetitive statement 'it's alright, don't trouble yourself' when she was trying to do something nice for a change. No one seemed to understand this teenage girl likes to do something nice and not have people convinced she was going out of her way. Thus the reason. the teenage girl let the Professor apologize, but she did give the slightest hint nothing was wrong.
"No, the Skarmory didn't scare me, Serenity began. "But it does have the impeccable timing jumping an innocent by stander. She didn't realize her choice of vocabulary when the word innocent met her ears. "Oh about the whole going the wrong way, that was a mistake." Finally excusing herself on the behalf of the small incident of walking behind the lab, Serenity was able to laugh about it. It may have been appropriate to apologize about walking on obvious private property, but she didn't feel she had to because nothing terrible happened. Besides the only thing wasted was time and by the look, Serenity was almost positive the only thing she interrupted was the natural order of things. Anyway a little chaos never hurts anyone.
The question the professor asked earlier still bothered Serenity at least half out her wit. The exact Pokemon she cares for most is a hard question to follow. Maybe the best way was to handle the question a different means. "Professor about your earlier question, I suppose you were asking what type of Pokemon I like. Well I find it a little hard to answer." Serenity stated taking a little time to think on it. "Although I do enjoy fire types or dragon because I do like a challenge, personality wise is a big factor I suppose. I don't know if you meant for me to tell what nature I like in a Pokemon, but I always found the determined type charming." It may of not helped the professor at all, trying to discover which pokemon Serenity will pick. But it was the best advice she could give, this being the beginning of a journey and all.
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Post by Feather on Mar 14, 2008 11:17:57 GMT 10
From behind his desk Bill's eyes flickered up, his ears shifting forward to catch the rest of the girl's complaint, or was it a compliment. Jumping a innocent bystander? He's also a good guard against those who seem like theives and try to use the back door. Bill telepathecally spoke to Serenity, the expression on his face remaining indifferent. A innocent bystander was just that innocent, and standing by innocently , not snooping around and trying to use the back door. At the word mistake he shook his head and went back to listening to the girl's conversation with his friend James. Like a twisted sick judge who could almost read your mind.
"Oh it's alright--" The Professor waved his hand in dismissal at the girl. It truly was nothing for her to worry about. It wasn't as if she had gotten hurt after all, and maybe she had learned a lesson. James turned sideways jsut as Bill's logic broke into the conversation. "With the path leading to the front door I do not understand hwo that was possible." Then the Alakazam was quiet again. Mistake his ass, she had been snooping. Serenity was only acting nice and polite because the professor held her key to the future: her new pokemon. Of course she did have one thing--spirit. Standing up to the half mad Skarmory out back took courage, or a good dose of insanity, either was good in a new trainer. Leaning back in his chair he let a slight smirk crawl across his long snout. Fixing his long whtie coat over his plated body as he did so.
The Professor said nothing to Bill. Knowing full well that if you directed your anger at his outbursts, he turned that sharp tongue on you. Most of it was a test to the trainer. To see if they would ever strike their pokemon. "There's nothing wrong with that. They are all unique." Surprisingly enough the professor didn't have a favorite type. The only types he didn't adore were poison, mostly because they oozed nasty substances that stained his lab purple.
Listen to her delayed answer he paused for a minute, and repeated her traits out loud, in the form of a inquiry this time. Of coure it was rhetorical and the amiable fellow didn't expect a answer. "Dragon? Determined? A challenge--and likely spirited." Determination and spirit walekd hand and hand. They did have a Trapinch that fit the description, and the Statilee was determined, just not in the way this girl wanted. Battle wasn't his faux pas you could say. No he liked to entertain himself with other things. Odd, for a Statilee, his eyes were a deep mellow honey shade. Instead of the usual muddy brown.
You'd like our Statilee. The Professor glanced at Bill, this comment had been directed at both humans, not just the girl, not because it wasn't directed at the girl but because he wished the Professor to hear it. He had never offered a new trainer a rarer pokemon before. Mostly because to him they were all worthless, all the trainers were not worthy of the honor of a rare pokemon. Besides did this girl even know what a Statilee was? Or a trapinch? Well it was usually better if they didn't have a clue about their abilities, so they didn't become prejudice based on rumors. Not all pokemon lived up to those rumors. Especially when it came to their skills in battle.
Outside the Skarmory stalked up to the window, and pecked against the glass. Leaving a foggy imprint where it breathed, the mist overing the windwos only left its glwoing eyes visible. 'SKARMOR!' The harsh guttural cry echoed around the room. Even through the wire meshed glass windows, Bill had a hard time not clapping his hands to his ears. Although he did have to admit the Skarmory, she had a good point. Seeming to smirk the female Skarmory jogged back outside, letting the jungle like plants fall back over the window as was normal. "hmmmmmm..She says she'd like it if you went out back..." In reality she had said something about hwo good the girl would taste, fiery blood or something like that.
"BILL!~Don't you lie." This time the deep rumbly voice was neither the professor's nor the Alakazam. It was the normally quiet, and excruciatigly polite Venusaur, who was also the keeper and cleaner of the storage room.
(Sorry about the wait..and lack of quality..It will improve(Since Sky will be back.) (I am kind of OUT OF IT right now).( Now I can turn it back over to Sky. Just thought I'd save her some work.)
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