Ancient Dynasty; A Viper's Promise

[Alter Ego]

OOC:

Also, the Hermit is quite fitting for Chain. ^-^ Though your post originally had The Prophet listed, I think . . .

Nyah, you'd be correct in that observation, but I discovered that the original (Official, if you like) name was hermit (Kind of like the Power was sometimes use instead of the Strength), and since the others were with the official names, I figured I'd keep it consistent. ^^ Besides, the prophet doesn't make much sense as a name, as prophets tend to be quite vocal with their insight.

Oh, and sorry for the last OOC remark. I was just getting kind of frustrated because I seem to be getting precisely nowhere in any of the RPs I'm in, which sucks since I've practically got this one worked out and don't want to forget my brilliant master plan before it gets into action. No offense meant. ^-^

Anyways, that's a very nice piccie, Yibber, and for some reason it made me realize that I don't recall many details of how most of the cast members look. *Must go back to check now* Curse my spotty memory...and me chosing to play a character who pretends not to care about appearances. xD

*Pops back* I can't believe that I even forgot part of my own character's appearance. Go me. -.- Oh well, it was mostly trivial details anyway. Good luck in the artstravaganza-thingie, Yibber. ^_^

Aaaand...after all that babbling I think I'll wait a bit more time before making the NPC move. Got to wait for the right moment...*Nods*

 

[Random Plushie]

OOC:

Hmm.. it has just occured to me that I never gave a proper post on why Avery likes stars. o.O Well, I guess I'll have to do that some time. xD


IC:


Beyond the sliding glass doors of the Pokemon Center, Overcity seemed to be going through a completely normal morning. Citizens of all kinds were going about their business; waiting for the bus, walking their Poochyena, eating ice cream, and pretty much looking all too pleasant and on schedule.

A fair breeze blew through the area as Avery stopped running, ruffling her vest and getting leaves into her hair. Surveying the area, Avery brushed the leaves off of her and looked around for a second or two, before she spotted the Waiwai Inc. building in the distance. It was the tallest skyscraper for miles, so it was no wonder that Avery could instantly see it rising above all of the other buildings.

Waiting for a particularly large party of people to pass by, Avery took off in the direction of Waiwai Inc., while Fable looked back at Cona to make sure that both she and her Pokemon were keeping up. Waving back at the trio of sailor girl, Marshtomp, and Pidgey, Fable gave a wide grin before calling out to them.

{It won't be long now, yes?} Fable shouted, gripping Avery's shoulder tightly. {Avery here seems to be rather.. determined..} Pausing, Fable risked taking one paw off of Avery's shoulder, and reached forward to catch a leaf as it was blowing by on the wind, sniffing it once before continuing. {..to make it to the ceremony.}

Turning the leaf over once in his paw, Fable glanced at Avery for a moment before lettting it go. The single leaf fluttered downward and caught the next gust of wind, rising and falling with the breeze, all the way down the street.

 

[Ibuberu]

OOc-

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Messy, isn't it? XD But I like it since I slaved over it for 3 days. I'm still trying to correct errors so point them out if you spot any... I like the ornaments on the tree. Especially five of them. =D

And, I have no idea who the girl is. XD

But I shall name her Rina. Yes. And I like her team of Pokemon.


IC-


Cona ran at a steady pace behind Avery and Fable, surveying her surrondings once in a while for anything out of the ordinary. But, it looked as if that this was going to be another normal day, excluding the awards ceremony of course. Yes, for some reason, the girl was very much hoping that something strange was about it happen.

As Avery came to a halt not too far in front, Cona did the same, bending down with her hands on her knees to catch her breath. The wind had picked up and was now blowing stray leaves around. The bird on her shoulder had taken it upon himself to pick some of the leaves out of his trainer's hair as she slowed her heart rate.

The Marshtomp on the pavement beside them was as energetic as he could ever be, chasing one particular leaf as Fable turned around to shout to them. The ghost type stopped in midsentence to catch a leaf in his paw, resulting in Krys waiting for the darkness pokemon's next statement before being able to fully understanding his question.

{Yes, yes friend! We are not far from wherever it is we're going! I can feel it!}the water type grinned as he tried to copy the Sableye, stretching a fin over his head to grab onto a passing leaf. The Marshtomp looked at it in his fins, blinking as Cona straightened her back and returned to her full height. She dusted off a few leaves from her shirt being taking note that Avery had started running again. She glanced at the tall building in the distance she supposed was Waiwai. Inc. "C'mon,"she told the mudfish next to her, before breaking into a run again, following after Avery.

Krystal nodded at his trainer's words, placing the single leaf down onto the ground gently, before dashing after her.

 

[Mika]

-OoC-

Oh my god. >< sorry about being braindead.

I've had a migraine for three days now and my meds aren't cutting it.

and being the IDIOT I am. I forgot to read the posts.

crap. xx;

-fixes post-



-IC-

Growing bored with sitting, she gently dropped from the girl's lap, following silently out the door and peeked outside. Having missed Chain's comment that he had to leave for one reason or another, she was curious as to where the boy had gone to. Tipping softly around the corner, she spotted him... mid call. Blushing at her own stupidity, she retracted around the corner, waiting for him to finish up. Stupid stupid... you don't want to ever listen in on calls... it's rude... She bit down on her lip softly, shifting it back and forth across a couple of teeth until the classic "Bye" escaped Chain's lips.

Peeking back around the corner, she schooched a little towards him, "U-um... Chain...?" Her gaze went to the side, her toe shuffling lightly in the floor, "I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble. I won't do it again so please, um, forgive my foolishness." The words were weak and it was obvious they had a bit of force behind them yet the other, if he looked, would not find any reason to doubt the honest behind them, "Are-are you going back inside?"

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Well, Yibber, I looked and looked (According to Shorties I've done so for almost an hour o.O) but I could find very little to critisize concerning your contest entry. Great job. I love the way you did the pokémon (The Poochyena with the little santa hat is particularly adorable) and the little christmas decorations. I wish I had a little Cradily-thingie I could hang in our christmas tree, and the Banette and Feebas ones too...and the Wigglytuff...and...aww, let's face it, they're all awesome. ^0^ The only thing I would comment on is that the table with the cookies and milk on looks a bit small in comparison to the rest, but that could just be my eyes playing tricks on me...or me missing some idea you had in mind when you drew that. Oh, and Ekans...there's something about the angle its turned in that looks a bit unnatural (By my tell that's almost a 90 degrees' turn, and those aren't very pleasant to make. o.O) so you might want to have the turning of its body start a bit earlier to make it a nicer curved turn. Erm...I hope that part made sense. At any rate, from the entries I've seen thus far, this is my favourite. It's cheerful and full of interesting details and has a very christmasy feel to it, so yes, once you're finished I will be very surprised if it doesn't do well in the contest. And incidentally, I like Rina's team too. It's not overly strong, but they look nice and personal. ^-^

Anyways, that sucks about your window, Mika. Hope it gets fixed soon. ^^

Just waiting a little longer...sheez, I'm starting to look like a regular OOC-clutterer person, don't I? I just need a bit of time to plan how I want this event to work out. Don't worry, I should be done with that soon.

 

[Random Plushie]

"Oh! Excuse me! Sorry.. Sorry..!"

Avery bit her lip as she weaved in and out of the throngs of people on the sidewalk, bumping into several while she did so. The girl threw apologies left and right, trying not to think about how all of the people blocking her way had appeared exactly when she would have preferred them not to.

The wind was still blowing leaves through Overcity. Fable's crystaline eyes tracked some of them as they whizzed by, the imp taking note of the carefree way they rode the breeze, while at the same time his Trainer was frantically rushing to her pre-determined destination. The world had irony tucked into every nook and cranny.

From his position on Avery's shoulder, facing back toward Cona, Fable ducked as Avery almost crashed into several people taller than her, his eyes catching colorful flashes of clothing and hair. He clutched her vest tightly as he swayed back and forth with her dodging movements.

And Fable wasn't about to release his grip anytime soon.

Hope surged into Avery as, after several long minutes of running, she rounded a corner and spotted the Waiwai Inc. building a bit further along the street. It would take a while longer of running, but it was right there in plain sight.. the tallest building in the city. She still had a slim chance of being accepted into the ceremony.

Avery looked back for a second. She and Cona.

Taking a few deep breaths to recover from her running, Avery turned back toward the giant sentry of a skyscraper in the distance, and rushed to start running again, passing alleys and fancy restaurants and offices along the street while she ran.



OOC:

Alter, should we hurry up and get in the building already, or should we wait for the NPC action to take place on the street, eh?

By the by, I also find your entry absolutely lovely, Yibber. =D

Everything about it is.. well, wonderful, basically. It certainly has a nice feel to it, and you drew that Christmas tree neatly, which is really hard to do. Well, for me, anyway. xD

Plushie admires your dedication.

 

[Ibuberu]

OOc-

Thankies, Titan and Plushie! ^^
It's believable that Titan spent nearly an hour looking at teh picceh. I spent an hour and a half looking through it and editing it. There weren't any cute Pokemon ornaments or Staryu star in the beginning. And the Slugma was originally holding his stocking in his mouth and teh Ekans was chewing on Rina's left slipper. But, yes, I edited them. ^^;; ( And, the tree was especially hard, I spent most of my time on it.)

Gah, Mika, I hope your window gets fixed soon. Times like these, I like living in sun, sun and more sun. In a bit of a rush now, I'll post the edited version of my entry up tomorrow, need to get to this end of year class party early. >.>;;


IC-


Cona treasured every breath of air she drew, trying to keep up with Avery as she and her Sableye continued running up front. It was as if the girl had eaten a large breakfast and now wielded unlimited energy. At the thought, the trainer gripped her stomach as an unhappy frown crossed her face.

Behind her, Krys ran, looking like he was tiring as well, trying his best not to mistake a stranger's pant leg for his trainer's as the crowd of people increased. "A-Avery, slow down..."Cona called out breathlessly, though she doubted that her friend would be able to hear her voice through the vast crowd. Even through the large number of people, the girl could see that she was passing street after street, alleyways and shophouses, however tall and grand the Waiwai. Inc Building was, it was still quite a distance away.

The girl broke out of her thoughts and pushed on as she realised that the distance between her and the other girl was increasing. The trainer managed a soft 'sorry' whenever she bumped into anyone, not bothering to look at them directly as she continued her run.

After a few more minutes of tiresome running, Cona was relieved to see Avery resting not too far away, looking at the tallest skyscraper of the city. The girl slowed her pace and came to a stop as well, hands on her hips as she took huge gulps of air. Kuner's feathers were more unkempt then usual as his eyes darted to either side. {W-Wippersnappers need to learn t-to slow down..}it seemed that the run had made him dazed, coupled with the news of them coming in the top placings for the tournament, it was murder for the ol' Pidgey's heart.

The Marshtomp on the pavement had seated himself down for a quick rest, wipping his brow as he noticed that Avery and Fable had started off again without them.

"Gahh-!"Cona exclaimed, bolting after them as she caught her breath, her mudfish companion once again, forced to follow at her heels as they passed more alleys and shops.

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Nyah, sorry for not posting yesterday. I kind of got carried away hunting fansubed Naruto episodes on Youtube and lost track of time. :embarrass

Anyways, about the NPC encounter...I'm thinking that the entrance would be a nice place, so if you could kind of have either Avery or Cona right in front of the doors, that would be great. ^^

IC:

Valen briefly interrupted his private session of inactivity as he noticed Chain exiting the waiting room as well, but soon resumed it as he noticed that the other boy had come to answer a phone call, a private one by the looks of it. Listening in to discussions of things that could make the difference between life and death for him, that was one thing, but eavesdropping on a completely personal conversation which didn't concern him in the slightest was a completely different one. That was the kind of thing that girls like Rosairie undoubtedly did on the rare occasions that they weren't crying, shopping, or gossiping, and Valen certainly didn't want to be caught doing anything Rosairieish.

With this thought in mind, the boy discretely took some more distance from Chain, not that he'd have heard much without actively trying, but still...it was always better to be sure...

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Meanwhile, several floors below, a completely other character was doing his best to be anything but discreet, stalking down the hallways with what he hoped was a suitable degree of righteous indignation and making sure to mumble out sardonic remarks about Slythe and his way of treating guests every time someone who looked even slightly liable to eavesdrop came by. Much to his dismay, however, no-one commented. No-one payed heed. In fact, someone nearly mistook him for a coathanger when he stopped to take a quick breather (Ranting in a profane yet suitably sophisticated manner was not an easy feat to achieve when you had to demonstratively march down fourty-eight flights of stairs was no small feat).

"Why does it always have to be like this?" the man lamented for himself, twirling his thin, greying moustache with one hand while he absent-mindedly brushed through his neatly combed hair with the other, "Why does no-one respect me? Is it the outfit?" he cast a glance at the rather dirty and worn, brown travel cloak over his shoulders and then the regrattably plain, if slightly neater, earthen-toned suit he wore. But...it wasn't like he always dressed like this, only when the occasion called. "Could it be the moustache?" he thought out loud, "I've been at this for thirty years now and still no respect, it's still 'whatsyourname' and 'Arty-boy'. Why?!" he slashed his hand dramatically through the air, with the regrettable result of striking it rather hard against a wall and having to nurse it with his other one as a nasty bruise began forming, "You sure don't see anyone treating Slythe like-like some servant-boy, like-like air!"

{You'd think...} a voice from within the depths of his travelling cloak remarked, {...that you'd like being practically invisible, considering our profession.}

"Well..." the man hesitated, "...that's true, but...I'd appreciate some credit...I mean, once in a while..."

The voice gave a jaded sigh, its owner - a somewhat spindly-looking Gligar - briefly glided through the air before settling on another spot on the cloak, {You and your frail ego...} the scorpion pokémon remarked, {...since when did you stand more than five minutes in the spotlight without starting to tremble and stutter like a ninnie? If you were meant for fame and fortune you wouldn't be wearing these rags. That spot could use some new stitches, by the way.}

"Now-look here." the Gligar's trainer interjected, his face reddening, "I-I've proven myself under pressure several times. Such as-"

{Such as?} the ground type echoed in a would-be curious way.

"Well-there was that one time during the game corner incident when I-"

{Got freaked over a Spinarak and accidentally knocked a slot machine over that executive guy?}

"That was a plan!" the man fumed defensively, "And-and don't you forget the Arikawa case."

{How could I?} the Gligar retorted, {That was when you spent our hard-earned money on a 'rare' and 'mysterious' Oran Berry which - that kid promised - would help your lovelife. Face it, Arty-boy, you were born for this kind of stuff.}

"You...you mean covert operations?"

{No, I mean ranting in the middle of a hallway and coming off as a complete loon.} the Gligar grinned in a decidedly malicious way, {Aww...don't sulk, Arty-boy.} he added, {Look at the bright side: they aren't ignoring you any longer. Now shall we move or would you rather wait for the nice men in the white coats to come and give you a ride?}

"Sometimes I really hate you, Glide..." the one who was apparently called Arty muttered, his face now a deep crimson colour as he gathered what remained of his pride and continued stalking down the hallway.

{You'll get over it.}

 

[Mika]

-Ooc-

xx; I am so sorry... my IC was totally crappy... I was just out of it I guess

Anywho, it's edited. <<;;; Gomen ne.

 

[Random Plushie]

Finally.

After being nearly run over by a pair of on-the-run Dodrio (being pursued by two frantic Trainers), almost crashing into a magazine stand, and crushed by a rather large man who hadn't been watching where he was going, Avery had made it to the last stretch. All she had to do was cross the street, and then she would be at the entrance to Waiwai Inc.

Through the glass doors, Avery could see people milling about, minding their own business, probably unaware of her current predicament. It seemed like any other office-type place, surely packed with security cameras and other such devices in every nook and cranny. The people inside, behind the counters, certainly looked like they worked for a high-tech institute. Heck, even the potted plant looked expensive and top quality.

Looking it all the unfamiliar strangers, the sheer height of the foreign building, and all that expensive stuff, Avery couldn't quite remember why she had been so eager to get to the ceremony on time. What had she been expecting? A huge trophy, presented by some businessman she didn't even know?

Well, there's no point in running all this way if I'm going to turn back now. Avery clenched her teeth, and started running again, once she saw an opening in the foot traffic. She could feel Fable suddenly grip her shoulder tightly again. He had probably been snapped out of a daydream.

When Avery finally came to the doors, it hit her.

She had been running for a long time. A very long time. The sheer tiredness suddenly seemed to fall on her shoulders, and Avery bent down as it came, placing her hands on her knees. Deep breaths, deep breaths.. Jeezum, how did I get the energy to run that far? Avery thought to herself, unable to pause inbetween breaths to say anything to Fable.

She actually heard the Sableye snicker, but she didn't really care if he was aiming it at her. No, all she was going to do was catch her much-needed breath while she waited for Cona to catch up. Nevermind what Fable was doing.

Hmph.. Well, I guess it is kind of weird to just wait right in front of the doors..

 

[Ibuberu]

"H-How.. she.. so.. fast.."Cona was too tired to even complete her sentences between her breaths of air, looking on as Avery nearly ran into a magazine stand. She avoided the Dodrio as well as the large man, nearly slipping over as she somewhat slided from on side of the street to the other. Behind her, Krys ran without much hesitation despite looking so worn, he made an effort to keep up with his trainer no matter what. Besides, the building, it wasn't too far now..

Cona ran across the last street without bothering to look both ways as she saw Avery leaning over with her hands on her knees at the entrance of the tall skyscraper. The girl skidded to a halt just a few inches away from ramming into the sliding doors of the building, falling back and landing on her rear as she caught her breath. She was exhausted. Her Marshtomp fell onto the ground beside her, gasping for air as his skin looked as if it was drying out from the intense running.

"You must be.. an android of.. some sort.."Cona spoke between breaths, directing the statement to Avery as she reached into her pack to pull out a bottle of water. She took off the cap and poured some of the liquid onto her mudfish, hoping that it would cool him off. The girl then proceeded to take a few sips of the water as well. She wiped her mouth with one hand as she got onto her feet.

"Need some?"she pointed to the bottle, looking at Avery, wondering if she really was half robot or something. To run such a long distance, Cona certainly didn't want to try that again for quite some time. As she thought of this, she peered past the automatic doors to see something along the lines of an everyday office. Everything seemed so expensive and proper, down to the very last floortile.

"I'd.. better be getting.. something.. for this.."the girl was talking to herself again, trying to calm her fast beating heart with deep breaths of air as the Pidgey on her shoulder ruffled his feathers.


OOc-

Edited version (Not much of a difference though XD)

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Aaargh! Finally, finally, FINALLY here!

Yeah, Plushie already knew, but for the benefit of the rest of you: I've had a heck of a lot to do today, what with piano lessons, a family acquaintance's graduation party, and a little cousin's birthday party all in the same day, hence my lack of inactivity.

And I agree, Yibber, it's not much of a change, but I still think it's for the better. Can't find anything else to improve on, really, so good luck. ^^

IC:

"It's outrageous..." the cloaked man fumed, seizing on the attention he had got to make one last attempt at leaving in a spirit of righteous indignation, "Simply outrageous how Slythe treats his guests."

The man noted that his act was working slightly better than before, at least people were paying attention now, although it was mostly a 'What's the crazy person up to now?' kind of attention, but as the old saying goes: beggars can't be chosers, and if his aim was to cause a scene then any attention was welcome. Now if he could only come up with a suitable ending...

The man's eyes lit up at the sight of the large double doors that constituted the exit. Of course, nothing said 'righteous indgination' quite like slamming the door shut in a dramatic fashion, and he could hardly have asked for a better door to slam.

"I'll show them..." the man muttered smugly, briskly grabbing the handles of both doors and turning them wide open with all his might, so consumed was he with his brilliant exit that he didn't pay proper attention to what was outside of the doors, or rather...who was outside of the doors, at least not until he had knocked Avery hard on the back with all the mass of the uncomfortably heavy - if nice and fashionable - main door.

"I-" he managed to gasp as he noticed what he had done, quickly rushing over to help Avery up, "I'm terribly sorry miss." he apologized, inwardly cursing the ruin of his grand exit, "I really didn't see you there."

{Smooth talking, Arty-boy...} Glide remarked from within the darkness of the travelling cloak, {Especially with most of that door consisting of clear glass. Great explaining...real great...}

 

[Random Plushie]

OOC:

..ouch, that reminds me of a story from my mother's past. xD

You see, back in the day, my mom and her two brothers were at the convenience store to buy soda pop. So her younger brother buys the soda pop, hands them to my mom, and tells her to wait while he goes and buys something else with her other brother.

So there she is, holding the soda pop, and after her brother goes back in the store, the door slams on her toe. And she couldn't do anything about it because her hands were full. So she just waited there patiently, not saying a word, until her brothers came and saw the awful sight. xD


IC:


Out of the corner of her eye, Avery saw Cona arrive, Krys at her heels, along with Kuner, whose feathers seemed awfully ruffled. Managing a small nod to acknowledge the arrival, Avery went back to her deep breathing, too exhausted to open the door for the both of them. She heard something about an android, but Avery was too tired to properly register the comment. On her shoulder, she could feel Fable shifting, probably staring at something inside the building.

But none of that mattered when Cona took out her water bottle. None of it.

First, the other girl gave some to her Marshtomp, for obvious reasons, then took a few sips herself. Avery, her eyes widening at the beautiful sight of water, instantly began nodding vigorously when Cona offered some of it to her. She would have to stop herself from chugging down the whole thing, but as long as she got some of the water--

{Avery, look out~!}

"Wha-?"

At the sound of Fable's voice, Avery instinctively began to look behind her, but she never got the chance to complete the action. In that very moment, some sort of heavy object came slamming into her from behind, knocking the wind out of her while at the same time inflicting a good deal of pain on her back.

In a matter of seconds, Avery found herself on the ground, the shocking randomness of it all preventing her from doing or saying anything besides trying to shake off the pain and regain her breath. Fable was on the ground next to her, although he had not been injured in the slightest, having 'abandoned ship' before Avery had been struck by the door.

"I-I'm terribly sorry miss... I really didn't see you there."

Avery blinked a few times as the owner of the new voice helped her get to her feet, apparently apologizing for knocking her down. She groaned a bit as the pain in her back swelled--or so it seemed--but managed to take a look at the man who was, at the moment, right in front of her. She brought one hand up to her forehead, a bit dizzy from her lack of oxygen.

"That.. that was you..?" Avery said, finding nothing else to say at first, between her newly regained breath and her aching back. Looking at the rather poorly dressed man, he didn't really come across as one who could inflict so much damage in one move. "I.." Avery continued, pausing a bit. "It's okay.. you.. who are you?"

 

[Ibuberu]

OOc-

Thankies Titan.^^; Oh, and I've had the same thing happening to me as Plushie's mum, yes. But it happens quite a lot, luckily I'm usually not holding anything. XD


IC-


Cona held the bottle out for Avery, but before any further action could take place, the Sableye on the girl's shoulder called out in a speech unknown to her. The sailor instinctively retreated back a few paces as her friend turned around, resulting in her back and the door's collision. It looked rather painful as Avery fell onto the ground.

Cona dropped the water bottle in surprise, the Marshtomp at her feet catching it before it touched the floor. She raced over to Avery's side, eyes fixed on the man and the Gligar who had just appeared. He was dressed in a worn looking cloak and suit, hard to believe he would try to hurt someone, or at least, have the strength to. Unless...

"Avery... you okay?"the girl asked still a tad breathless from running. She turned away from Avery and her Sableye as the man helped the trainer up and said something about not being able to see her.

An angry frown replaced Cona's worried frown, she regained her breath before speaking, "The door's made of glass." Thoughts of the secret organisation and it's spies bent on taking over the world flooding her mind. Though, she would have never thought that they would go to such extents like hurting someone.

{Strangers.. They look like meanies..}Krys commented from his spot behind Cona's pant leg, peeking over once in a while to observe the Gligar. He didn't like getting involved when his trainer was angry, though this happened rarely, it really was an intimidating sight. The Pidgey on his trainer's shoulder had the same idea, abandoning his post to perch on Krystal's head.

Cona didn't like seeing her friend hurt, but she had enough self control not to lunge at the stranger and his Gligar for interrogation. As Avery asked the man who he was, Cona folded her arms and resisted the urge, deciding to just stare daggers at the older man, for now.

She would have to wait for a little while longer.

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Aaargh! Stupid written task took way longer than I thought because I had to write a stupid rationale for it...I hate written tasks. T_T Glad it's only one more week and a bunch of filler days of school before the holidays. ^^

IC:

The man shifted uncomfortably as Cona, much like Glide, pointed out the fact that the door had been made of glass. Not knowing how to explain, he decided to answer Avery's question instead. At least that girl wasn't shooting deathstares his way, which was odd enough, as - judging by the expressions of the two - the average bystander would surely have thought that Cona was the one who had just been mauled by an uncooperative door.

"I..." he straightened his pose a bit, "I'm Arteus Windemere, reknown sec-ow!" he flinched slightly as Glide gave him a warning scratch on the back, "Salesman of items." the man corrected himself, "Yes, that's right. Finest item quality this side of...erm, the place where you get very nice items." he grinned sheepishly, "...Arty will do, though...and I'd really appreciate it if you stopped glaring at me so, young lady." he added, addressing the last remark to Cona, "I really meant no harm." he took a brief pause, scrutinizing the two girls, "Now if you don't mind me asking..." he added thoughtfully, "Who are you two? With all due respect, you don't look like the kind of people who would have bussiness in a place like this."

 

[Random Plushie]

OOC:

Yay for procrastination! By typing out this post, I am successfully putting off one big essay, one science report, one math assignment, and one speech! =D

Only.. *counts* Nine school days left before break? Wow, I'd forgotten Christmas was so near. ^^


IC:


Avery briefly heard Cona ask if she was okay, but Avery was unable to do anything more than nod at the girl for reassurance. Her head was still spinning quite a bit--hopefully it would stop doing that by the time they got to that.. wherever they were going.

Fable, having made his way behind Avery's leg, watched as the man, the one who had started the whole mess, began showing signs of discomfort under Cona's intense glare. He resisted the urge to snicker at him, knowing full well that he would have done the same thing if Cona were staring at him like that. He said nothing, glancing at Krys for a second when the Marshtomp commented on the man's appearance.

In that instance, Fable forced himself not to make a comment, holding one paw up to his grinning mouth.

That was when, after much continuous pain on Avery's part, the man decided to ignore Cona's glare and introduce himself as Arteus Windemere. Avery, although she was still dizzy, found it awfully odd, the way he explained himself. She did admit, though, that she probably woudn't be able to explain her job much better if she were a salesperson.

She frowned slightly at his last comment. "With all due respect, you don't look like the kind of people who would have bussiness in a place like this."

What a hypocrite this "Arteus" was. Of course, she shouldn't be one to talk.. she was probably a hypocrite about something or other. But now wasn't the time to think about such things.

"Well.." Avery began, taking her hand away from her head, "..since you asked so nicely, I may as well tell you, as long as you promise to watch where you're going next time, Mr. Arty." Of course, Avery didn't bother waiting for him to make that promise. "I'm Avery Williams, and this is.." Avery paused slightly, noticing Cona's angry stare for the first time. "..my friend, Cona. Cona Brindge, I think. We're a part of the eight tournament winners."

Realization dawned on Avery as she remembered the ceremony. She briefly wondered if it had been a good idea to tell
Mr. Arty that she and Cona were a part of the winners. Well, it was too late to take it back now.

 

[Ibuberu]

Cona didn't let down her glare as the man introduced himself. Choosing to whip her head to the side as Arty directed a statement to her. As much as she wanted to ignore his words, the girl closed her eyes, inhaling and exhaling slowly to calm herself. Krys raised an eyebrow at Fable's reaction to his earlier comment, deciding not to question the Sableye as his trainer told the stranger who they were.

"Yes, but it's actually Jacona,"Cona opened one eye as she corrected Avery,"--not that you'd care, seeing as how you just brutally assaulted my friend."she hissed quietly under her breath. The girl was never really fond of her proper name, but she didn't want some spy calling her 'Cona', she didn't know the exact reason. It was just some small voice at the back of her head telling her to do so. In fact, she had to use all the restraint she had over her mind and mouth not to burst out rambling about her suspicions of Arty being an agent for a secret society. The girl couldn't help but shoot Avery a look when she added on that they were part of the tournament winners. "Telling the enemy classified information, great,"Cona mumbled, green eyes darting left and right, expecting ninjas to jump out from behind the potted plants that had been placed at the entrance.

"- Speaking of the tournament, we're already as late as it is. We'd better get going,"she spoke as soon as the words entered her mind, grabbing Avery's wrist just as she finished. The girl was already preparing to run off, just as soon as her friend gave the okay. It wasn't just because she wanted to get away from Arty (well.. maybe.) but they did spend the last few minutes racing over just for the ceremony. Cona just didn't want all that effort to go to waste, that was all.

 

[Kogenta]

For a moment Chain said nothing, his expression neither condemning nor friendly, but as usual, indifferent. The older trainer studied the younger's expression in silence while his mental state shifted away from the confused mix of memories, hesitantly apologetic regret, and hostile curiousity it had experienced during the phone call. Then, after several seconds, Chain's expression softened, and a rare warmth that was almost a smile entered his features. The difficulty Kyoko had in saying what she did was openly evident, and she did not need a response that might be interpreted as disapproving or harsh. Placing one hand atop Kyoko's head, Chain leaned forward until he reached Kyoko's eye level.

"You're forgiven. I won't lie and say the situation was nothing, but the best thing to do with the past is learn from it and move on." Here Chain straightened and tousled the girl's pink hair slightly before lowering his hand to his side. If only it was so easy for me to do that. I still can't forget everyone's expressions from that day--the audience, the police, the doctors, the trainer's family . . . I don't know if I'll ever receive forgiveness, but at least I can grant her that.

Lightly snapping his Pokenav shut, Chain returned the item to his pocket as he started back toward the main hall. "And to answer your question," he added casually, "I'm going back in. I'm not sure when the ceremony will start, but I'd rather not miss it when it does."

 

[Charon]

{Gaaaah! I'm getting kicked off, AGAIN. I know I'm long overdue for a post here, so please bunny where needed!}

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Yaaaaaaaaaay!

My last exam for the year is finally over! *Kicks Physics book* Meh, I probably didn't do too well because they picked precisely the field that I had studied the least (Spectral classes) for one of the parts. Lucky me...-.- Still, it's over and done with, and that's good enough for me. ^^ Now I'll just have to piece together a couple of lab reports and I'm home free. W00T!

Incidentally, I'm planning a new RP for the time school ends for me (22nd of December), so if any of you are feel like commenting and whatnot, you can find the current draft in the Discussion Thread. All feedback is appreciated, although Plushie has already done her part, so the one in the thread is actually already an improved version. ^^

Anyhow...

IC:

Although he was mostly preoccupied with Cona's continuously hostile glare during the introductions, 'Arty-boy''s eyes widened slightly as he realized that the two girls were tournament champions.

"Wait!" he called after them as Cona began dragging her friend into the Waiwai Inc. Building, "There's something you need to know about Slythe."

He raised a hand towards them in a rather futile manner, hoping that Avery, at least, would be reasonable enough to listen.

{Smooth appeal} Glide remarked nonchalantly, {But I'm afraid you're about a minus three on the old manliness scale.}