[X] My Assistant

[Master Houndoom]

Members: Darck (Darck), Jaima (Jaima), Living Arrow (Darryn), and The Rose Crusader (Melinda).

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Three figures travelled the road at dusk. One, a girl in her mid teens with long hair the color of dark honey, forged ahead, from time to time looking from side to side, but mostly facing forward, almost straining. Whenever a hill was crested only to show more road ahead, the smallish figure fidgeted. Occassionally she wiped her hands on her jeans or pulled at her loose, comfortable blouse, each movement becoming more and more agitated as the sun lowered to the horizon.

The other two hung back, keeping an eye on their companion, but neither venturing comment. One, a dark haired boy with three pokéballs attached to his belt, looked slightly confused at the actions of the one ahead. He was dressed in a conservatively stylish manner, an outfit that showed his physical attributes without looking as if he were flaunting it. He turned to his other companion, a blonde boy with a long braid and glasses, raising a brow. The other boy didn't acknowledge him openly, but watched grimly as their friend became more and more distressed.

Finally the blonde leaned toward the brunette. Removing his wire frame glasses, he wiped them off on his tank top, which was underneath a kung fu-esque jacket. "We're going to have to stop for the night soon." He adjusted the leather bandolier that ran diagonally across his chest, making sure each of the five custon decorated pokéballs were firmly in place.

"Is that a problem, Jaima?" The other boy asked, causing his companion to shrug.

"I really don't know, but she went to some pretty extreme measures to get us to Gigarte before sundown. I have a feeling if a truck was coming this way, we'd be seeing the same thing all over again." Jaima shrugged and sighed. "I think we'd better tell her sooner rather than later." Despite the 'we', he sped up alone to confront the girl.

"Mindy, we need to stop for the night."

"No."

Jaima blinked, then shook his head. "What do you mean, no."

"I already told you, I... i can't." She was trying to be tough, but it was failing her, and the last words came out plaintively."

"Look, Min," Jaima said, gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "It's getting dark, and no one's coming. We need to find a place to set up while we can." At Mindy's doubtful look, Jaima squeezed her shoulder softly, in a reassuring manner. "Darryn and I are gonna be here. It'll be OK. OK?"

She didn't say anything, but looked past him. By this time, Darryn had caught up, but Mindy was looking even further down the road, as if hoping a car would come by. Finally she nodded, looking away in silence.

"I'll set up the tent." Jaima was already pulling his backpack off. As he passed Darryn, he murmured to him, "Why don't you stay in there with her tonight? She might feel better, hmm?"

This post has been edited by Jaima: Dec 22 2008, 04:34 PM

[Master Houndoom]

"Well, nothing's cooking yet, but pasta sounds excellent!" Jaima looked around, smiling. "This reminds me of a story. My sisters wanted to go camping, but mom was away at a seminar. I was twelve, I think, so the girls were six. Anyway, I don't know the first *thing* about camping, and I'm not about to go out in the freaky woods with two six year old girls. No problem, we'll go out in the back yard, right?" By now, Jaima was getting into the satory, grinning broadly. "So I go out with our biggest blanket, and I flip it over the clothesline, and I stake down the corners, see? It was pretty good for the night. But Mariko wants to cook hotdogs or somesuch. Well, I'm pretty sure that an open flame isn't allowed. Nooooo problem, says Natsume, and she goed into the house, and comes out with a confused Ember! Long story short, we roasted marshmallows over her rear all night!" The story, told as he prepared the pans he'd brought, brought laughter to Jaima's lips.

"So," he said, still grinning, "who's got the food?"