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![]() Former GTS +PL Grass Leader ![]() Group: Members Posts: 323 Joined: 11-August 07 Member No.: 193 Melinda Rose ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
OOC (click to show ) Aaron's smile was beaming ear to ear as he stepped into the trainer box at the far end of the battle field. His new acquaintance Zack was stationed at the other side of the white-painted box, a dry and dirty field spread between them. The oddly-clad old man Angus took the position of referee on the side of the field. "This guy is just full of surprises" Aaron slyly thought to himself. He still could not wrap his head around how a seemingly ancient old guy was expecting to start being a pokemon trainer now. A short young girl had even tried to pester Angus about the rarity of his flying Pikachu, a question Angus had answered in depth. Something about a gift from his grandson, hatched from an egg, yadda yadda yadda. You know, a real sap story. Aaron didn't really want to hear any of that. Any person who needs to wait until their hair is balding to become a pokemon trainer probably means they really weren't cut out for the profession in the first place. Aaron didn't think this to be an elitist or anything, it was just the truth. Aaron had spent enough time training with old, conservative adults at the Violet City Gym to know that training pokemon was an activity for young people, not old farts. They just could never keep up--it was that simple. Angus waved his hands so as to herald in the official beginning of this oh-so unofficial match. "Go Loki!" Aaron called as he threw his first pokeball onto the field, making contact with the ground in a bright flash of white light. Onlookers heard the pokemon before they saw it, a low buzzing hum emanating from its relentlessly flapping translucent wings. It was a moderately large orange and green bug with two black, beady eyes. Every few seconds it shifted its position very quickly, never able to seemingly stay focused or in place for more than a few moments at a time. Loki had a lot of energy--he had been cooped up in his pokeball for far too long. It was clear to Loki that Grayson was Aaron's favorite--they had been through to much together after all--but Loki was hoping that this battle would change things and Aaron would start to use him more frequently. As Zach summoned his pokemon to the field in a similar fashion, a small brown and blue pokemon appeared. Although Aaron's knowledge of flying pokemon was quite extensive, his expertise on basically everything else was sort of shoddy. As soon as he deemed his pokemon ready, Aaron pointed his index finger straight at Zach's pokemon. "Alright Loki, let's get this started shall we. Start with Quick Attack!" Aaron commanded. Loki, after flitting around back and forth rather impatiently, jumped at the bit to finally get started. He took off as fast as he could muster, leaving a white trail of energy with silver streaks behind him as he flew straight towards the Drilbur. -------------------- |
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![]() Former GTS +PL Grass Leader ![]() Group: Members Posts: 323 Joined: 11-August 07 Member No.: 193 Melinda Rose ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
"Absolutely, wouldn't want to go into a cave with a group of injured pokemon!" Aaron joked as the two made their way through the doors of the pokemon center. Before Aaron could start explaining why he was looking for a Razor Claw for Grayson, he noticed a large and rowdy group of trainers all crowded around Officer Jenny. Their eyes consumed with rage, the trainers were yelling at Officer Jenny so vociferously that she couldn't get a word in edgewise. Aaron watched as she stepped up on top of a nearby table and blew her whistle with such ear-piercing ferocity that it forced the revolting trainers to not only shutup, but cover their ears to avoid any residual damage to their auditory systems.
"I understand the severity of the situation," Officer Jenny explained as calmly as possible, "and the Petropolis Police Force is doing its best to find your stolen pokemon. Know that you are not alone, and it seems that we have an epidemic of stolen pokemon on our hands. At this point, we are proceeding with our ongoing investigation, and are looking for any leads that you might have. If you could all please get in a line, I will take down your PokeGear information and be in contact with you as soon as we know anything." As soon as the she finished her speech, the silence that had taken over the Pokemon Center resumed to a disgruntled and dull roar as the trainers filed into a line. Aaron and Zack immediately made their way over to the Nurse Joy and gave her their pokeballs. Although nothing was said between them, Aaron could tell they were thinking the same thing. Those trainers did not seem like beginners--he had recognized some of them from monitors displaying participating in the city's battling tournament. This was bad news, and Aaron felt very uneasy about it. "If peoples' pokemon are getting stolen, the best thing to do might be to get out of town," he blurted, feeling the need to start a dialogue between them. "I'm sure the caves will be safer than downtown, but still, who knows." Aaron subtly tried to explain to Zack. He knew if some trainers descended on him and tried to capture Grayson and Oliver that he'd be alright--his pokemon could just fly away into hiding and be totally safe--but he wasn't so sure about Zack's, who from Aaron's point of view seemed to be prime pickings for these pokemon snatchers. "It might be better if we split up, come to think of it. Traveling in a pack makes us more of a welcome target, and since these guys mean business, I wouldn't put anything past 'em." Aaron felt bad about it letting him down, but he also didn't want to get involved in a battle with some snatchers with Zack. His beginner pokemon would be a liability, an no doubt Aaron and his pokemon at greater risk. A risk Aaron was just not willing to take. This post has been edited by The Rose Crusader: Aug 12 2013, 01:08 PM -------------------- |
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