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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 6:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:35 pm
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Tesei Utakata "Again, why 'ere? Generally, there are betta locales than this fer a vacation. Sevii Islands, this is not. So, why 'ere? Nothin really 'ere." Reno asked the man, staring down the golden Swablu. Such an odd color. Maybe that would explain why Odd was missing a Pokeblock. Such a weird place for it to end up. "And again, I could ask you the same thing." Al retorted, crossing his arms. "What did you mean when you said 'we got a better place just up the mountain'?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
He caught the boy staring Tweety down and reached up to stroke her feathers affectionately, attempting to calm her a bit before she did something they'd both regret. "Anyway.....what better place to rough it than somewhere that there isn't anything but rough?" He asked, more as if it were as philosophical question to himself than anything.
Pulling a pipe from his pocket, he struck it against the cave wall a few times to dislodge a few of the now-dried leaves from his last use and stuck it in the mouth. Clenching it between his teeth, he pulled a small bag of fresh-looking green leaves, all crushed to appear just like tobacco. Upon opening the bag to fill his pipe, the pungent odor of wintergreen filled the air.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 9:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 9:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 1:07 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 10:04 am
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Requiem of Whyspers "And again, I could ask you the same thing." Al retorted, crossing his arms. "What did you mean when you said 'we got a better place just up the mountain'?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He caught the boy staring Tweety down and reached up to stroke her feathers affectionately, attempting to calm her a bit before she did something they'd both regret. "Anyway.....what better place to rough it than somewhere that there isn't anything but rough?" He asked, more as if it were as philosophical question to himself than anything. Pulling a pipe from his pocket, he struck it against the cave wall a few times to dislodge a few of the now-dried leaves from his last use and stuck it in the mouth. Clenching it between his teeth, he pulled a small bag of fresh-looking green leaves, all crushed to appear just like tobacco. Upon opening the bag to fill his pipe, the pungent odor of wintergreen filled the air. "Ummm....Nothing. No secret base up the mountain where I live. And yeah this is a pretty rough spot. Guess it makes sense." Reno told Al, watching him pull the pipe out and light it up. Smelling the scent of wintergreen, Reno gave a small smile at the scent. "So what are you gonna do up 'ere?" Reno added, unsure of what he was smoking.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 10:48 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 11:11 am
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Requiem of Whyspers Al gave Reno a stare that easily read "I don't believe a word of that". "I saw a bunch of kids setting off fireworks just up the mountain about a week ago. They had to have come from somewhere nearby since there weren't any signs of other humans along the way I took to get here." He noted. "You're not with them, are you?" He didn't seem to be upset about it. Perhaps curiosity was overriding his natural nervousness at this point but he wasn't going to question it for once. It was nice to not stutter around other humans for a change. The only person he'd ever felt truly comfortable talking to was his Swablu companion. He breathed deeply from his pipe for a moment or two before he replied the boy's other question. "As for what we're planning to do.....mostly just getting away from the city for a while. Do some fishing. Maybe see if I can find some mint for my garden back home." He admitted with a shrug. His plan wasn't anything phenomenal, no, but it was a good enough vacation for him. "Ummm....We may 'ave been the ones ta do that. 'Ope it wasn't any trouble." Reno sheepishly told Al, scratching the back of his head, "And yes, I am part a them. I unintentionally created a massive firework bomb using a box, a fireworks, a stand and an Ember attack."
Looking over the cave again, Reno could tell that maybe there was something different around here. It seemed more like it was carved out than a natural formation. Refocusing on Al, Reno gave answer to his other response. "That sounds nice. Although with the craziness 'appening recently, it might not be so peaceful around 'ere sometimes. Oh well though, its a nice place. But it seems kinda cramped in that cave there."
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