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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:25 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 2:12 pm
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Hawk rushed on in as he usually did... except he usually didn't rush. I know, it doesn't make much sense, but at the moment, something was bugging him. So he'd enter with a quickened pace. Trying to make it seem natural and not-at-all suspicious. Ignoring the others for now, as well as the TV he didn't know they had, he'd make his way to have his pokemon healed. That comforting "ding ding dingading!" only served to worry him more.
...and so he sent out Twelve.
The Dewott stood there, looking at him, seeing the worry in his trainers face. He still felt like crud, but he was alive, right? This wasn't some kind of ghostly shenanigan, or something? He rose a paw for a high five... wait.. he rose a paw for a high five... Why wasn't his arm moving?
Hawk nearly shed a tear as he looked down at his pokemon, burns and scars covering his whole right side. One arm hug limp, and his right leg didn't look so good either. He'd been hit so hard... Hawk was even regretting having him battle that pokemon. "Listen, buddy...." Hawk spoke softly, kneeling down and showing Twelve his own pokeball. "I uh.. I'm sorry, but you're being relieved of duty. I don't have a purple heart to give you, but here." He handed the Dewott the pokeball.
Twelve looked at Hawk, bewildered. This was some kind of joke, right?! "Wott Wott!" He complained, shooing at Hawk's worried expression with his left hand. He was fine! Just.. a little tired! Twelve tried to walk away, but found his right leg being a lot less functional than before.
The two stood there for a while, Twelve looking away from his trainer. "Hey.. It's not like we can't still hang out! You can stay here! Be the cool mentor for the babies! You.. You just won't have to fight anymore... It's ok!" Hawk tried to convince the pokemon that it wasn't as bad as it seemed... but by the way he was choking up, he might have been trying to convince himself more than Twelve. The two never really made their relationship that obvious, but they couldn't help but have bonded during their time together.
With a sigh, Twelve looked at Hawk, and took the shrunken pokeball, clutching it to his body to keep it from falling. Without saying much else, he hobbled on off to be alone. Hawk didn't follow, as he too wanted to spend some time alone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 2:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 4:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 4:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 10:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 12:49 pm
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"Alright girl, maybe we should see what you're capable of." Sub said as he sat on the couch in the main area, with his Ralts standing on the table in front of him. He had been studying up on the Ralts species and Psychic Pokemon in-general, and from what he learned his Ralts a little bit on the smallish side, but he wasn't too surprised, considering what it went through as an egg, but now he wanted to make sure there were no other complications.
"I know you spoke to me once with telepathy, so why don't we see what else you can do with your Psychic power." Sub said as he took out an Oran Berry from a jar on the table. "Here, catch!" Sub said tossing the berry to the Ralts. The berry flew above its head, came down towards it and...bounced off its head. "Ralts?" The young Psychic type just tilted its head curiously at the berry, picked it up, sniffed it, and sat it down as it began to sniffle. "Uh oh..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 9:42 am
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Jira lay on the floor in the Main lobby with Grant, his ponyta, lying beside him and his Egg held aloft with his Gravity field. He was getting better at it but he still couldn't maintain it for long at any given time. He was reaching his limit, for this time and allowed the the Earth's pull to slowly increase, letting the egg slowly drop back to the ground, where it landed his his open hand. The boy continued to lay there with the Egg in his hands. "I know I saw you move earlier!" He told the egg, positive that it had flashed and made a move as he was climbing out of bed. It hadn't done anything since then, though.
"Hey, shrimpy!" Lykas called to the hybrid as he approached, wondering what was up with that egg. "So what's with the egg? You scramble it yet?" He asked, certain Jira must have broken the egg if it hadn't hatched by now. Then again, maybe Chaos has caused it when he threw it back in Snowpoint? Or maybe just being in a place like Snowpoint in general had done it.
"NOTASHRIMP!" Jira yelled as he spun his head around and tried to throw a Gravity field around Lykas' head. He missed by a yard and caused a lightbulb in the ceiling to implode instead. "And it's not broken. It's gonna hatch! I saw it move this morning....." The young Jirachi boy explained, though he didn't sound quite so certain anymore.
"Well, whatever. My drink is broken so I'm getting a new one." Lykas responded, ignoring Jira's comments and the attempted beheading by compression against him.
"How can a drink be broken?" Jira asked after a moment.
"It's empty Dumb~/~." Lykas answered as he pitched a glass soda bottle over his shoulder. It managed to hit Jira in the side of the head before the boy was able to grab it, mentally assisted of course.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 10:27 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 2:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 2:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 2:22 pm
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