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Ancient Dynasty; A Viper's Promise

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OOC:

Phwee, I end school on the 19th, a whole three days before Alter. =P Although I guess it's more like two and a half days, since you're thirteen hours ahead of me and all. xD

Anyway, props on the excellent plot, Alter. (again) =D Can't wait for it to get started. ^^


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Avery winced when Cona mentioned their.. lateness. The dizziness in her head was clearing up now--although the pain her back was still proving to be a constant reminder of the power of glass doors--and she was starting to remember the seriousness of the situation. If she and Cona took any longer in getting in the building, Avery highly doubted that it would look very good on their part. What's more, first impressions in this sort of establishment was probably very important, to say the least.

She turned her head back toward Mr. Arty and briefly pondered over whether or not to tell him goodbye, when he shouted for them to wait. "There's something you need to know about Slythe," he said.

Blinking, Avery quickly glanced back toward Cona. Now that her head wasn't hurting, she could clearly see the point in hurrying on to the ceremony. And besides, she didn't exactly know how much of Mr. Arty's information was trustworthy, what with having just met the guy. And on top of that, he had practically bowled her over with a door..

{Oh! Fable wants to know! Fable wants to know muchly~!}

Avery glanced down at her Sableye. Apparently, he had been ready to follow them into Waiwai Inc., but he had paused to stop and listen intently to Mr. Arty with a curious glint in his eye. Avery frowned and bit her lip, frustrated.

"..Okay, Mr. Windemere, but do hurry." Avery said, hoping that Cona would approve. "We're way behind schedule."
 
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Read through the plot and it's great Titan. Been itching to RP Rina ever since I drew her. XD Though I'll change a few members of her team, it'll more or less consist of the same types of Pokemon. ^^;

Random fact - I only just realised that Jena, Cona and Rina rhyme. Weiiird.. Because it wasn't intentional. XD


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Cona highly doubted that Arty's information about that Slythe guy would be true, after all she didn't want to let the thought of him being a spy rest in her mind . Still, Avery and her Sableye didn't seem to mind hearing him out. And well, the girl never really thought wasting a few more minutes for some possibly useful words would cause any more trouble than there already was. She just hoped Arty knew what was coming to him if he actually dared to lie.

"Yeah, make it quick, no telling whether they've already started without us."she spoke after Avery, stopping her advance into the building. There was no harm in gathering information that could potentially be used against an enemy later on. The girl glanced at the Marshtomp next to her and the Pidgey sitting atop his head, giving them a reassuring nod before returning her stern gaze to Arty. She was going to watch his every move, make sure he didn't try any funny stuff.
 
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OOC: Nyah, thankies Yibber and Plushie. Now if I could pull this one planned character of mine out of her fashion emergency (Yes, I'm planning to use a female character because it's been quite a while since the last time I did it. xD), I'd have it all figured out. Darn me and clothes. >.<

Incidentally, Yibber, Glide is kind of hiding beneath Arty's cloak, so how come Cona can see him? That just struck me when I read your last post. o.O

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"R-right, of course." the man replied in a relieved tone, hastily nodding, "Well, you see..." his eyes darted nervously around his surroundings for a moment, as if the possibility of unwanted listeners had just occured to him, but finally concluded that it was safe enough, "...it's a...rather delicate matter, so please don't spread this around or tell anyone where you heard it, but-" he moved a bit closer, dropping his voice to a conspiratory whisper, "Slythe isn't himself." the utterly convinced - almost aggressive - way in which he said this stood in stark contrast to his previous fidgety manner, "I...don't claim to know how it has happened exactly, but he's changed ever since that blasted trip to Ivalice." the man took a brief pause, calming down a bit, "I mean, he used to be a greedy, self-serving bastard before, but at least his motives were fairly predictable, but now he doesn't care about profits anymore. I mean, just the money he spent on this ceremony sponsorship thing, and he's practically burning it on something else without any return. It's..." he traced circles in the air with one hand, searching for the right words, "...it's just not his style. If I didn't know better I'd say that it's someone else posing as him. Be careful in anything you do with him, that's all I can say." he concluded, shaking his head and turning around to leave, but he soon turned around again, rushing back and searching for somehting in the pockets of his scruffy outfit.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot." he added, pulling out his hand from one of the pockets with two small cards grasped firmly between his fingers, "Take these." he shoved the two cards at Avery, not wanting to risk Cona's reaction, "If you find out anything worthwhile about Slythe...anything at all, please call that number. Trust me, it's as much for your own good as mine. Now I need to be off and you need to get to your ceremony, so uh...farewell." he bowed rather clumsily to both of them and then began walking off hastily.
 
Avery raised an eyebrow when Mr. Arty looked as if he were having second thoughts on actually telling them anything. The curiousity suddenly seemed to swell inside of her, until at last Mr. Arty revealed.. that the 'Slythe' person he kept referring to wasn't quite right in the head. Avery blinked, not sure why Mr. Arty would bother telling them such a thing if they probably weren't going to spend much time around this 'Slythe' anyway.

By the time Mr. Arty had handed her the cards with his number on them, Avery found herself as confused as she had been when her head had been swirling. If Mr. Arty was so keen on getting information about Slythe (who was, apparently, a wee bit insane at the moment), then there had to be something fishy going on that she--and countless others--did not know about..

Avery glanced back, through the glass doors of the Waiwai Inc. building.

..beyond those doors.

Avery turned her gaze forward again in time to catch Mr. Arty's farewell. She blinked again, hesitating. "Uh, later, Mr. Arty." Avery finally exclaimed, taking one more look at the cards he had handed her before putting one in her vest pocket, and holding the other one out for Cona to take.

"Well, that was an interesting experience," Avery said, "I.. really don't want to relive that pain. Ever." She paused, rubbing at her sore back with her free hand. "So.. um.. I guess we'd better get inside now."
 
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Cause' Cona secretly has x-ray vision.XD Meh, seriously though, I just forgot about that part, *quickly edits post* ^^;


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Cona couldn't help but lean in closer as Arty seemed to scan the surroundings for any other people before whispering to them about Slythe changing after returning from a trip to Ivalice. The girl knew that she couldn't just trust the guy and believe his words, even though she had the nagging feeling that something odd was indeed taking place. The fact that all the other people she had met yesterday were also the winners wasn't just coincidental, Cona could just feel it in her gut. Something like intuition.

Arty finished speaking, passing two cards to Avery before taking his leave. "Why would he want us to do that. Unless.. there is a secret motive for him as well."Cona was referring to the man wanting them to call him if they found out anything special about Slythe. She took the card from Avery, and absentmindedly stuffed it into the front pocket of her pants, wondering what 'worthwhile' meant.

Cona nodded as her friend started talking again, though the girl wasn't paying full attention to her words as she continued pondering on Slythe's true intentions and real reason why she was actually there. Standing at the entrance of Waiwai. Inc. "Yeah, let's hurry."Cona agreed with the trainer's last statement, looking over her shoulder once before walking into the building. Krys maintaining his position behind her, carrying the water bottle with his two fins.

"So, do we take the lift or.. what?"the girl stopped as the thought struck her, turning around to face Avery. She realised that she hadn't the faintest idea where they were headed.
 
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Avery followed Cona into the building, hesitating a little bit at the glass doors. Once inside, though, she welcomed the feel of the air conditioning on her skin. She was still quite tired from the running she had done earlier, but she couldn't stop now. Fable walked in behind her, scurrying over to where Krys was, unconsciously surrounding himself with familiar people.

"So, do we take the lift or.. what?"

Avery tilted her head at Cona's question, then looked around. The place still had the 'high-tech office' sort of feel to it, what with people walking around with much paperwork in hands, with a few security guards thrown in. On one side of the room was a stairwell and public restrooms, and on the other were all the secretary-type people behind the reception counter and a few innocent-looking potted plants near the elevators.

Without a word, Avery began walking toward the reception counter, while Fable remained near Cona and Krys. Several dark-haired men and women were sitting behind the counter, continuosly clicking pens while they viewed security footage and paperwork.

"Um, excuse me.. How would one go about getting to the ceremony? For the tournament winners?" Avery asked the nearest lady, arriving at the edge of the counter. The woman glanced her way, the sighed, although Avery wasn't sure if she was sighing at the question, or at her. The secretary clicked her pen off, then turned to face Avery completely.

"The ceremony, huh? I.D., please." The woman said, flipping her dark hair once. Avery blinked, then reached into her black bag for the requested card. It took a while of rummaging, but eventually she found the wallet that contained her I.D., listening to the secretary click her pen on and off the whole time. Silently, Avery handed the card over to the woman, who took it and, in barely a few moments, ran it through some sort of thing on her computer (which was, of course, right next to the security T.V. everyone was watching).

"Okay, you'll want to take the lift to the 48th floor." The woman said, nodding toward the elevator. She flipped her hair again before continuing. "Then go to the conference room on the left, and pray hard." A lump formed in Avery's throat as she took her I.D. back from the secretary, placing it in her wallet, which was thrown back into her bag.

"Th-Thank you." Hastily, Avery did an about-face and ran back toward Cona, stopping only to pick up Fable with both hands. "You're right, we'll need to take the lift to 48th floor. Our destination is the conference room." Avery said, while Fable attached himself to her shoulder.

{Ooh, this building really is as tall as it looks. My, my, forty-eight floors and more, hmm..} Fable commented, licking his lips.
 
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Cona stood with her hands behind her back as Avery approached the counter for help. It seemed that all the people working here had a habit of clicking pens. The girl glanced at her friend's Sableye, who had chosen to stay behind, noticing that her Marshtomp had caught her bottle and given himself the duty of taking care of it. She squatted down and held out a hand for Krys to return the bottle. {Rights, Cona!}the mudfish saluted his trainer for no apparent reason, releasing his grasp on the object and allowing it to fall into the the girl's hands.

Cona looked up just as the lady pointed out the elevators on one side of the room with her head. Slowly returning to her proper height as Avery rushed over, the girl saying that she was indeed correct about taking the lift. {Oh wow, 48 floors is high, isn't it?}Krys nodded at Fable's words, exchanging a small grin with the Pidgey on his head. The Marshtomp had never been in such a tall skyscraper before, it was hard, trying to conceal the excitement building within him.

"Conference room, got it."Cona replied quickly, striding over to one of the elevators, pushing the button which had an arrow that pointed up printed on it. The girl tossed the bottle up and down with her right hand before directing her gaze to Avery. "Oh right!"she remembered the trainer's previous action before Arty had arrived. "Do you still want some?"she asked, pointing to the water bottle once again, the other girl had been knocked down by a door the last time she tried to drink some water. Cona instinctively looked around for any other doors she had yet to take note of.
 
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Avery raised her eyebrows at Cona's offer. It was tempting, but the last time she'd tried to take it, she'd gone through a less-than-pleasant experience. She shook her head, holding up her hands. "Nah, that's okay, Cona, I'll live without it for now." As if responding to the statement, the numbness in her back turned into pain again. It was amazing that she was still able to walk..

It was in that moment that a loud chime was heard, and the 'up-button' that Cona had pushed lit up, briefly. The doors of the lift in front of them slid open, revealing.. nothing? Huh.. Avery thought. In such a busy place like this, I wouldn't have been surprised if we had to wait for twenty people to get off the lift. I guess we were lucky.

"Okay, well, that was fast!" Avery exclaimed. She nodded at Cona, then walked into the elevator without saying anything more. Thankfully, there seemed to be no elevator music to listen to. Putting her hand in front of the doors so that they wouldn't close until Cona got inside, Avery shivered, suddenly getting a cold feeling inside of her. The Sableye on her shoulder didn't seem to notice. He was too busy leaning forward to press the button on the wall that read '48'.

{Now, which floor is most likely to have a vending machine?} Fable said, his claws lingering over the many other buttons covering the wall. {I can't wait for 48 floors without a candy bar, no I can't.}

"Just wait, Fable.." Avery sighed, still shivering. At first she thought it was the A.C. making her shiver, but now she was hoping that it was the A.C. and not the feeling she was getting from the elevator..
 
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"Okay.."Cona was unsure of the girl's decision, though she couldn't blame her for it, starting to put the bottle back into her bag just the doors of the lift opened. The trainer backed up into the elevator, hands busying themselves with the contents of the bag as she heard Fable asking Avery something, her friend replying with a "Just wait, Fable..". The girl finally raised her head just as the doors slid to a shut, zipping up her bag as she noticed that Avery was shivering. And that the other trainer's shivering made her want to shiver as well. Was there something wrong with the elevator?

Come to think of it, why did it seem like there were so little people in the building? The girl had never been to a high-tech office before, but she had heard that the lifts were usually packed with people who were hurrying to meetings or printing documents. Something like the crowd in the Lilycove Department store perhaps. Except that the purpose for a person there was to hunt for bargains and discounts rather than to file papers or look for photocopying machines.

The girl hugged herself with her arms as the Marshtomp at her feet had taken to performing short hops in the air, the strange feeling one got when the elevator ascended amazed him, it was like he was almost possessing the ability for flight. The Pidgey who was now standing on the shiny floor of the lift for safety reasons, shook his head in disbelief, rubbing his feathery temple with one wing. If Krys were to ever grow wings, he'd be out of a job for 'faithful companion who sits on girl's shoulder'.

"Is it.. cold here or is it just me..?"Cona asked the other girl, noticing that it was a bit redundant, Avery was the one who had started shivering in the first place. The air conditioner in these places..
 
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;; -wants to join Alter's new RP-

I'm sorry for poofing for a week. Midterms suck... and then there was the band lockin. It's fun when you all but destroy your classmates with a pichu in PokeColliseum. And a Victrybell. (can't spell, almost 1am) And then you eliminate all competition in Super Smash Bros Meelee with Pikachu, Mr. Game and Watch and the Ice Climbers.... I hate the Ice Climbers.

:o And by the way, the Poke christmas picture pwns. -is so totally late on this compliment- D:




-IC-

There really wasn't anything that could describe how happy the little girl was when the male placed his hand on her head, ruffled her already ruffled hair and then, against all her little thoughts, seemingly forgave her. The smile she'd had an hour or so before, a genuinely true smile, quickly spread from cornor to cornor and without really thinking, she slipped her hand into his and dragged him back towards the room, "N-nii-san let's go back in!" Giggling lightly, she attempted, and probably failed, to move him on her own. She was a little girl after all. It wasn't like she could move somebody as big as Chain, no weight joke implied.

After awhile, she gave up, scowling at him lightly, in a kidish sort of way, "Well you hafta help walk, you know? I can't really pull you, I'd probably get hurt."
 
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*unbridled joy*

The last day of school for the year has finally passed~! =D

..but Mika was forced to go through Midterms? D: That is not awesome. Here, you may have a hug. ^^ *huggle*

Also; Chain, Kyoko, and Valen are the only ones in the hallway, correct? Lemme know if I need to edit this in any way. :3

*and Rosairie!!


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Avery shifted in place uncomfortably, almost wishing that there was some form of music in the elevator to keep her mind off of the weird feeling in the lift. The silence that had followed her response to Fable was almost unbearable, imposing on her and making her think the walls were closer together than they really were. Rubbing her arm absentmindedly, Avery glanced at the glowing green number above the lift doors, indicating what floor the lift was on. 23.. 24..

Avery frowned. Only halfway there. Maybe Fable had been right--waiting for a lift to go up forty-eight floors without anything to do was torture on one's attention span.

"Is it.. cold here or is it just me..?"

Avery looked back toward Cona, glad for a distraction from the weird vibes. Well, sort of. "Yeah.. I'm getting a cold feeling in here, too." Avery said, folding her arms to make her shivering less obvious. "Although.. it.. it must be the A.C. and nothing more, right?" She turned her gaze forward again, unwilling to admit that she had only said it to reassure herself. "Man, how can the employees stand to be in this kind of A.C. all day?"

Avery shifted in place again, starting to tap her foot to get rid of her slight anxiety. After this, she'd never go in an elevator again, especially if silent ones gave off such weird vibes. Unless of course the destination was high up, like.. the 48th floor.

A sudden chime cut through the air, causing Avery to snap back to attention. 48.

{Augh, finally here!} Fable exclaimed, sighing dramatically. He draped himself across Avery's shoulder as if he had just traveled through a desert, causing quite a bit of irritation on Avery's part. {That is all.}

The doors slid open, and Avery bolted out when she saw that no one was waiting for the lift. After exiting the lift, she found herself in rather lonesome hallway. She didn't bother complaining about the anti-climatic sight--it was better than a tiny, weird elevator. Avery wasted no time in getting away from said lift, her sneakers making a squish-ing sound on the squeaky-clean floors as she hurried away. Hoping that the corridor on the left was the correct way to go, Avery glanced back every once in a while to keep an eye out for other people in the hallway, including Cona.

{How unsettling..} Fable whispered after a short while of walking, huddling close to Avery's ear. Before she could ask what he meant, he spoke again. {Way.. too.. clean..} It was Fable's turn to shiver as she rounded the corner, finding a rather unattractive wooden door down the way, and a total of four people gathered in the hallway before it. Strangely, they all looked hauntingly familiar. A boy with unusual purple hair stood closest to her, keeping his distance from the other three--a little pink-haired girl and an older boy. Another girl with blonde hair was with them, too.

Avery stopped in her tracks, unsure of her location. Had she gone down the wrong corridor? Should she turn back? But there were so many familiar people here.. and hadn't the secretary told her to go left?

I hope I don't look too out of place... where's the directory around here?
 
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Yeah, I think it's just the three of them, Rosairie and Reina are the only others left.

Thankies Mika! ^^ But, gah, Midterms or exams of any sort are bad. DX *gives you a Feebas as well as healthy Steven scan*


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".. Maybe they're secretly Walrein or Sealeo in disguise, waiting for the right chance to take over the industry,"Cona answered Avery's comment on the weird air conditioning, she did it absentmindedly however, letting her thoughts wander about as her eyes rested on the numbers flashing by at the top of the doors of the elevator. The girl had never travelled such a high amount of floors before, it was unnerving, with nothing to do. It seemed that her friend was experiencing the same feeling, starting to tap her foot on the floor. The action made Cona aware to the fact that there was no annoying elevator music playing, making it awfully eerie and silent.

{32, 33..}Krys mumbled discreetly, his two fins fidgeting with one another, he had gotten tired of hopping up and down. Every other entertaining thing that could be done in the particular elevator seemed too boring for him at the moment.

The Marshtomp's trainer released a quiet sigh, no interesting topic for a conversation with Avery coming to mind. That wasn't needed any longer however, as a sudden 'ding' sound was heard, signalling that they had finally reached the 48th floor. Cona was taken by surprise as Avery ran out on her own accord, Fable draping himself on the girl's shoulders.

"Running for ten minutes and all she can do right now is hurry some more,"the fourteen year old didn't have time to scratch her head in confusion, Avery had a head start once again. She held her arms out for Krys, the Marshtomp responding quickly, leaping into her arms, the girl staggered for a moment at the new addition of weight, before starting to jog down the hallway after her friend. She didn't want to over exert herself just to catch up with the walking girl, while the forgotten Pidgey flying behind her needed the exercise.

She shortened the distance between her and the trainer, slowing to a walk as they rounded a corner to see three people standing outside a wooden door, probably leading to the conference room. Cona recognised the gathered people straight away, identifying them by the unusual shades of hair colour. The girl noticed that Avery was somewhat hesitating at their arrival, she beginning to feel uncertain as well.

".. Are we supposed we say 'Hi' or just..?"she drifted off, continuing to search for a word to complete her sentence as she allowed her Marshtomp slide down her leg and onto the floor. An old Pidgey appearing behind the girl and settling himself on his trainer's shoulder.
 
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OOC: Nyah, just one day...one day more then it's Christmas holiday for me! W00T! ^0^ Sorry for poofing off yesterday, school literarily ate up my day with a Physics excursion to a laboratory (Which lasted until 6 PM) directly followed by the school christmas party (Which lasted over 8 PM) so yeah. T_T Anyways, I'm here now. ^^

Oh, and I do believe that Rosairie is still in the hallway too, unless I missed something. o.O

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Valen shifted his position for what felt like the hundredth time this day, still lacking any better entertainment than leaning against the wall and waiting for something to happen. Years of training had taught him to be alert for extended periods of waiting, but that didn't mean that he found them any less boring.

'I know that he likes stalling tactics...' he thought for himself, glancing at a clock on a nearby wall which indicated that the ceremony should have started a good while ago, '...but this is getting ridiculous. Either he's really trying to psyche us all out or then there's something wrong...'

The boy paused in his ponderings as the elevator suddenly let out a cheerful little 'ping', the doors sliding open to reveal two people who looked vaguely familiar. One of them Valen recognized straight away: it was that conspiracy nut who was convinced that he was an evil agent out to conquer the cheese market, and the other...now that he looked at her a bit cloer, hadn't she been asking him for directions the other day? Yes, that Sableye did look familiar, and the ghost pokémon's trainer certainly looked rushed.

'Well, well...' Valen thought for himself, tilting his chin a bit lower to conceal the slight smile that was creeping up his lips, '...it looks like the comic relief has arrived, although how those two could win at anything is beyond me. But then again...' he added in his mind, '...a lot of the things going on seem to be.'

At Cona's awkward question, the boy slowly pushed himself away from the wall with one foot, rising back into a proper standing position.

"If it helps in killing some time." he replied, "Because I have a feeling we'll be having a whole lot of that on our hands in the near future. Cona, right?" he cast a sideward glance at the sailor girl, unable to resist a rather impish grin as he whispered, in a voice just barely audible to anyone further away than Cona, "Keep a close eye on your cheese." he fell silent again, returning his face to its usual passive expression as he wondered what kind of intricate conspiracy the peculiar little girl would cook up from those words. That was the good point about that loon, talking with her rarely got boring, which was more than could be said for most people.
 
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[OOC: Your new RP appears to be quite interesting, Alter Ego. I have already begun to develop a character for it. ^-^;;

By the way, in your plot, are the Christmas traditions referred to the bonfire lighting or snow-related activities?]

With a slight nod, Chain silently complied with Kyoko, allowing himself to be drawn back toward the waiting room only a step behind the pink-haired girl. As he followed her, the male trainer considered her response to his words. "Nii-san" . . . That means "older brother", right? If that's the case, it seems my younger sister has begun to smile again. After all she's been through lately, that's a good sign. A few moments after Kyoko and Chain had entered the final hall, the elevator the two had recently passed sounded a bell and opened its doors. Chain slowed his pace before drawing himself and the girl beside him gently to a halt.

Still wordless, the older hacker turned to note the new arrivals. I remember seeing those two yesterday, though I cannot recall their names at the moment . . . Are they also here for the ceremony? His green-gold eyes eerily alert and penetrating, Chain quietly observed Avery and Cona as Valen straightened and addressed one of them. From his position, Chain scarcely caught the sound of Valen's voice and was unable to decipher what was being said. From the same position, however, Chain could also see the edge of Valen's expression and doubted that the content of the boy's comment had been particularly serious.

Assuming these two are also tournament winners, that makes seven of us. Only one more to go.
 
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Yeah, I checked, Rosairie followed Kyoko out she did, *goes to edit post*

And, official 'Yay!' for Plushie and Titan's last day of school. Gah, which reminds me that the new school term's starting in about a week or so for me. XD


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"Yeah,"was all Cona could say as Valen addressed her, recalling the older boy's name and her suspicion of him being an agent for an evil organisation not too far back. In fact, it was just yesterday, wasn't it? The girl didn't want to act all chummy now, folding her arms as Valen whispered something to her so quietly, it seemed that even Chain didn't manage to catch it. "Chain and.."the girl remembered the other boy's name at the thought, trying to recall the name of the pink haired girl beside him as well as the other one with wavy hair before turning her attention back to Valen.

"Oh yes, of course, especially with you around,"she answered with an equally hushed voice, her tone nothing less then serious.

"You don't need to worry, my mother's taking care of all the cheese we have, and I tell you, she's a great cheese caretaker."Cona didn't bother lowering her voice for this statement, she couldn't help but boast about her mother's unknown skills. Not that another one woud have cared, though.

"And don't think I'm not catching on to you,"the trainer warned him, the look on her face showing that she wasn't at all kidding or joking around. "-whatever it is you're doing, other than reporting to your leader I mean... I haven't figured that part out yet,"she admitted, adjusting her gaze so that she was now facing Avery.

"Seems like everyone was waiting for us,"Cona couldn't help but feel a tad uneasy at her words.
 
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Phwee, that means I'll have to go back and edit my post, too. :3


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No sooner than Cona had caught up, Avery found herself in the midst of a conversation about cheese, and guarding it, too, apparently. But the subject itself was not the only strange thing. What Avery found really strange was the fact that the purple-haired boy that had addressed Cona remembered them from somewhere. And apparently, Cona knew him, too. Avery was the only one who did not remember!

Oh great, now I'm talking in third person, Avery thought, shifting uncomfortably as Cona began talking about her mother's abilities. ..but that doesn't explain why I can't remember this person. Suddenly, just as Avery finished that thought, realization dawned on her.

"Oh, wait!" Avery exclaimed, almost startling Fable into falling off her shoulder. "I remember you now! I met you yesterday! Only.. I can't really remember meeting you.. know what I mean?" Her inspiration left her all too soon, and by her last sentence, Avery had lost all of her vigor, trailing off at the end.

No, he doesn't know what you mean, stupid.

Avery was seriously wishing she could crawl under a rock and disappear. But sadly, she was a human being. Turning toward Cona, Avery mustered up all of the will she possibly could to bring herself to smile, nodding at the girl vigorously.

"Uh, yeah, everybody was waiting for us, so we should probably head to the waiting room. Yup, and I'm not sounding very smooth right now, am I?" Save yourself, idiot!! "So, uh, are we all going where we're supposed to or not?" Avery said, risking an embarassing glance at Valen. Yeah.. that was a nice save..
 
OOC: Curse you browser! You just ate up a whole post! ;__; *Stabs browser* Darn thing went bonkers and made my whole comp reset before I had time to click the 'submit reply' button. I hate it when it does that. >.<

Anyways, yay for holidays! ^0^ Sorry about yours being so close to its end, Yibber. But if it makes you feel better, mine ain't more than about two weeks long either, although the start of the holiday (luckily) landed on a Friday this year, so my first week of school will only be one Friday. xD

Oh, and concerning your question, Kogenta. The bonfire is the big thing, but over time the Esekans have adapted most of the conventional christmas things into their repertoire too, so some snow-related bussiness could have snuck in from there. ^^

Incidentally, I already made the thread for the RP yesterday, but apparently our dear moderator is going through an episode of holiday laziness and hasn't come around yet. Impatient? Nope, never been impatient in my life. xD

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Valen was about to make another comment in Cona's direction - and hopefully drive the girl even deeper into the world of intricate conspiracies involving cheese - when the other girl suddenly spoke up - exclaimed, to be precise - that she remembered him, but, in another way, didn't, elaborating her original statement by a complex series of explanations, each of which made even less sense than its predecessor. Avery finally seemed to have realized this too, proceeding to state that they should head over to the waiting room, looking utterly embarassed.

"No need to rush." the boy replied calmly, deciding not to turn the knife in the wound for once - Avery was likeable enough as random fools went and hadn't done anything to warrant any extra spite, after all - "Even with you two around, we're still one champion short." he scowled as his thoughts touched on JJ, "Apparently his blondeness can't be bothered to attend, and it looks like Slythe is going to stall this for as long as possible."

EDITNESS OOC: Dang, can't believe I typed Plushie instead of Yibber. Apparently my mind isn't at its sharpest atm. o.O
 
OOC:

I do believe Yibber was the one with the short holiday. Yibber needs a huggle! ;o;

*hugs Yibber*

Actually, my holiday isn't quite long.. but not quite short, either.. I go back on the 8th of January.

Anyway, about the moderator.. you have to understand, dear Alter, that some people are incapable of developing insomnia like we can. It doesn't take insomnia to check a thread that's been there for 24 hours! xD Indeed. Yes, that's how much we pwn. Everybody in this RP pwns! *cough* So please spare the moderator, good sir. Although I must say, I should learn to take my own advice because I just finished the final touches on my Sign-up Sheet and I am becoming.. antsy. Yes, that's the word. o.o


And.. I was totally prepared to write an IC, but sadly, it is too soon and I have too little material to work off of. xD
 
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OOC: Yeah, I noticed and corrected that, actually. *Pokes editness* I swear I was thinking Yibber but I typed Plushie. Weird...could be because you were online, I guess. o.O Really, though, it doesn't take insomnia to read and accept something that has been there for nearly 24 hours already.
 
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Titan knows better than to mix up my name with Plushie's. XO

But I shall forgive him this time because he has made a nice RP. That has yet to show up however... Getting a bit restless since I finished my sign up sheet yesterday too. XD

Ah, and thankies for consoling Yibber, but actually, my holiday wasn't that short. Gah, 2 months I think(Going back on the 3rd of Jan because the 2nd is in lieu of something my unimportant-ness to the government has yet to know about). With lots of activities which pulled me back into the dreaded school some days. XD

But, I don't have summer break(probably cause' we don't got no summer over here. XD), you guys running around for 3 months while I struggle to finish the huge amount of homework I'm assigned to within 3 weeks(and have fun at the same time, tis' quite the hard task). XD Dang, 3 months and 3 weeks sounds as different as 2 months and 2 weeks. Like, yeah..


IC-


Cona raised an eyebrow as Avery explained that she had remembered meeting Valen from yesterday, and at the same time, forgotten about meeting. The girl proceeded with a slow nod, trying to understand her friend, but before she could comprehend the first one, the other girl then jumped to the topic of her previous question. Asking whether she was giving off the impression of being un-smooth.

"Ehh,"Cona waved her palm perpendicular to the ground,".. Medium-ish,"she answered, not really wondering whether it was just a rhetorical question. The girl's Marshtomp had taken to sniffing the floor for to particular reason, it was most likely that he was just doing it for kicks.

"Oh right, JJ,"the girl recalled the boy and his fainting act from before, as Valen told them that there was still one person missing. "Weren't you the last person with him?"Cona returned to Avery once again, trying not to sound accusing, the girl was her friend after all. And yet, a friend and an android at the same time.. perhaps.
 
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