Pokemon Evolution

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Sora held in her breath as she looked out over the city. The cliff she sat on stood high above everything. "It's the best view I could find out here..." she trailed off as the air carried leaves around them. "Finally some fresh air!" she sighed collapsing on the ground. She stared silently up at the sky while the windswept grass swayed around her. Roxas sat on his haunches beside her, and watched the sky as well.
 
OOC: Always late, always late, I'm *always* late any more. x.x

Name: Robin Pryce

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Power: Ninetails
1) She has a fair control of fire, though her "firepower" tends to lend more to raw heat than the force of some other fire morphs.
2) Ghost (I have no idea how to describe it. x.x) Given ninetails slight adherance towards ghost type with a few moves, she has some ghost-like powers as well, though not nearly to the degree of her fire.
3) Curse As with ninetails, she can "curse" someone who yanks on her tails if she chooses, but she doesn't have very much control over what happens. (May be the usual, may not be.)


Description: Robin typically has fine, Auburn hair that barely reaches her shoulders, and a medium skintone. Her eyes are a deep, steel grey, and she typically has a knowing smile on her face. She stands very tall for her age, at 5'10'' and the only real thing that could give her away is that based on the light she's standing in, every now and then locks of white seem to be hidden under the auburn strands of hair.

Morphed Description: *Uploads pic to give a better idea of proportions* Robin becomes slightly taller, ending at 6'3'', even taller if you include the ears and hair, and her auburn hair becomes a pure white to match that of a ninetails. Her "assets" also become more apparent, as you may see from the picture. Her ears also change to fox-like shape, becoming white and fuzzy as well. And of course, the namesake nine tails appear, allowing her to use her final power. (The pic is not the kind of clothes she typically wears, it's only serving the purpose to give a general idea of what *she* looks like.)

Personality: Brash and outgoing, Robin could easily be mistaken for arrogant, but she's just a joker at heart. She loves Teasing people, making strange jokes no one seems to understand, and pull perverted pranks. Because of this, she doesn't really have many friends, but she doesn't mind too much. After all, there's plenty of fun that can be had with enemies and strangers. But she does value the few friends she has very highly..

OOC: Lastly, If there's anything that needs changing, feel free to tell me. o.o And am I the only one that nboticed the lack of a history/background field?
 
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I smiled softly at him and let him guide me to the office, signing out with the presumtion of being sick with the flu. I told her that Nathan was going to take me home, as he had most of the afternoon off anyways. The secretary and I had always gotten along quite well, and thus, let it slide. Soon enough, we were outside the building.

I absently leaned in to Nathan, sighing. "Just being out here makes you feel better. There's something about a nice breeze that makes everything seem a little better..." I looked up at the sky wistfully. "Now if only it would rain..."
 
I blinked, sighing. I was sitting on the bench outside the principle's office, waiting for my turn to get chewed out by the old bag... Honestly, it wasn't like I was going to HURT anyone! I muttered incoherently to myself for a moment. Bring ONE bag full of matches, lighter fluid, lighter sticks, and flammible drinks, and they act like it's the end of the world. I was distracted from my deep thoughts of my ruined prank at the arrival of a newcomer, walking up the hall. I smiled, and if I had my tials, they would've been twitching. Kinda cute, perfect to have some fun with...
 
Dylan walks away from the bully and here the bell ring fo the end of school. "What I missed my last period" said Dylan who started to sign and walk out the door of the high school."Well I gusse I better get to he instute".
 
"Rain makes everything wet. Can't get good traction on it," I jokingly groused. With a smile I said, "But you're right. Being outside does wonders. I smiled and stretched, leaning back against the wall. The wind mussed my hair a little more than it already had been and I pulled off my sunglasses, muttring, "Stupid things. Just because my eyes are a little different..." The memory shuddered through me. I teensed up this time, an extreme reaction for me before I pushed it back down.
 
I smiled a little and locked mine to his. "Crimson isn't exactly a common color for eyes, either," I said softly. "You don't see me hiding behind sunglasses. Sometimes, you can have a little pride in your abilities."

I flinched instantly, realizing what I had said. Pride? Pride over what got my mother killed. I sighed and slumped down against the wall. "Maybe I should hide them like you do... Or get contacts in a normal color or something..."

I looked up at him from my perch on the ground. "Heck, I'll trade you. You give me the sunglasses, and you can show off your eyes." I paused, flushing by the barest of fractions. "Besides, I think they're marvelous."
 
"What are you looking at?" I muttered, with absolutely no enthusiasm, but plenty of disappointment in my voice. I had noticed a girl staring at me with an odd look as I was almost at the office. Not waiting for a responce, I went inside and came back out with a pink slip permitting me into class. "I missed one class and I was late for another..." I sighed as I glanced at the girl, who was still in the same place as before I got the slip. What was she here for anyways?


OOC: I've also included a better definition of a Host Club, courtesy of Wiki:

"A host club is also, more recently known as a school club where female clients may pay for a man's company. Male hosts often flirt with their clients and pour their drinks. The conversations are generally light hearted and depending on the host, they have a variety of entertainment skills, be it simple magic tricks or loads of charisma with which to tell a story."
 
I smiled, and was about to answer before he went in. A bit annoyed, I began reaching into my bag... Once he came out, I had a lighter-stick ready, and ocne he came out, I pulled the trigger, looking bemusedly at the tiny flame. "Not much.." I said, looking up at him. "It's just not often that I see a guy as hot as you..." I finished in a sultry voice, wondering when he'd notice that his shoes were melting...
 
I smiled and said, "It was just my dad. I'm glad to make the break, truth be told. He did years ago." I wordlessly shifted them into her hand, before I thought for a moment and added, "But don't you be wearing them all the time yourself. You have great eyes, y'know." I laughed and looked up into the deep blue sky. A cloud drifted by and I sighed contentedly.

One of the other Ninjas walked by then. I flashed him our symbol, the two first fingers of my left hand in a v, the index of my right stuck up and touching the tip of my left index finger. Viewed from the other direction, it formed a capital n. He did the same and asked, "Hey, you wanna go hit the dugout?" I looked questioningly at Ashitaka, shouting back, "Lemee see, hold on a sec, 'kay?"
 
I smiled absently and pulled my knees to my chest, pulling the shades over my eyes. "Go ahead, Nathan. I'll talk to you tomorrow," I said gently, keeping the air of normalcy.

I wasn't really looking at anything. Mom's eyes were flashing before my eyes. I remembered how alive they always looked. Having all that life erased from them still haunted me on a near constant basis. Today, I was focusing on how they looked before. Green and vibrant. She always used to giggle with me and tell me that in pictures, we looked just like Christmas...

I rose and picked up my bag. "See you around then?" I asked rather hopefully.
 
I sat beside her, stretching my legs out and saying, "Nah. I'm not goin' anywhere yet." I shouted to my friend, "No, not right now. See 'ya at the jam, okay?" He laughed and nodded, shouting some indistinguishable but friedndly comment about being whipped so soon.

I looked over at her and tipped down my old shades, saying kindly, "What'd I just say? I love your eyes, Ashi." With a laugh and a smile, I craned my neck around to look into them as I said, "Honestly, I can't see why no one's asked you out yet." I slid down the wall to lie easily on the concrete, staring comfortably into the sky.
 
"Sora..." "Sora, down here!" the little girl smiled cheerfully as she ran toward the far away voice. She skipped to the top of the hill where the voice was leading her. Her long purplish-pink hair blew behind her as she gazed down to the plains below and there she could make out four figures. "Come on sis!" Her older brother was waving her over. She responded by running down the hill towards them. But she never made it there in time.

There was a flash of light, and suddenly the air was filled with smoke. Sora stopped in her tracks, and after the black cloud was blown away she spotted her family… only the sight was wrong. Very wrong. She shook her head in disbelief, then scurried down in a flash.

The crater was small, but it still proved the hyper beam's strength. When she peered down on it, she could slightly make out her brother, sister, and parents. She gasped and slid down the crater wall and landed with a thud next to her sister. "Yufee... get up!" she said pushing her sister gently. She looked over to her brother as well. "Renno?" He didn't move either. Her parents were as silent as stone. Slowly the truth crept into her mind, and she curled up next to her family and closed her eyes.
 
I was a little shocked. Stammaring a little, I managed to get out something along the lines of, "I- I... No one does because I'm anti- I'm not your typical... I'm just... I'm not girlfriend material."

Grimacing a little at my lack of eloquence, I pulled off the sunglasses and flopped down next to him, looking up at the clouds drifting lazilly by. "I can say the same to you," I whispered in an almost inaudible voice. "You're pretty amazing. I don't think I've ever been this comfortable around anyone since I started living at the institution."
 
"Sora." She could feel something cold poking her cheek. "Sora... Sora!" the voice began to grow louder. "Sora! Wake up!" She suddenly snapped into conciousness, looking around frantically.
"Oh... It's just you Roxas..." She sighed and her eyes began to glow a bright green. Roxas withdrew his icy nose, and stared worriedly at her. "Are you okay?" He asked putting a dark paw on her hand.

But she didn't notice him. She was far off in her memories. "...I wish you all were here... then maybe I wouldn't feel so lonely..." her eyes began to well up with tears, but she didn't care. "Rikku... you took me in when we were kids, and you've always been there for me... but where's the true Rikku now?" She looked to the fox. "Why isn't the whole Rikku here for me like he promised?!" The tear flowed freely now, and her sniffles turned into sobs. Roxas quietly crawled into her lap, and she lay her head against his fur, trying to remember all the good things left in the world.
 
I laughed and tucked my arms behind my head for a pillow and gazed into the sky, lost in the deep blue of it. I flicked my eyes over to her and said, "It ain't that I haven't had offers. It's more that I don't wanna be dating a slut." I smiled over at her and said, "Kinda want someone special, someone I can share my life with. Someone who makes me feel special, y'know." I laughed again and said, "Sorry. I don't mean to ramble. I mean... Hell, I've never talked about that with anyone before. I just... I mean, I trust you."
 
I smiled and moved a little closer to him by rolling on to my side and looking at him. "Nathan, I trust you, too. I don't know why, really I don't. I've never trusted anyone. At least, not truly. I haven't trusted a soul since I was six and I came to the institution. I-"

I broke off, not sure what I was saying. Pushing myself up in to a seated position, I grabbed my backpack, an odd sense of embarassment coming over me. "I should get going," I whispered. "You have a... 'jam' to get to, after all..."

I turned to leave, smiling gently at him. "Have a nice evening, and I'll see you at the institution." I paused, my smile growing a little shy and sheepish. "Oh, and by the by, I assure you that not every girl at the school's a slut..."
 
"Why'd you get going now?" I asked, glancing at my watch. I drawled, "The jam's not till after school and it's only nigh on ten." I smiled over at her, almost shyly. It was an odd look on my face, really. I was far from a shy person, just the opposite. I was carefree, blunt, and brazen... Except in the romance department.

I said softly, "I know, Ashi. After all, I'm talkin' to one of 'em right now." Embarrased, I laughed to cover it up and said, "Anywhere you really wanna eat come lunchtime?" My eyes absently traced over to a passing clod. I smiled at the thought of an old childhod dream of playing amongst those towering white castles.
 
[OOC: I feel as though I am falling quite a bit behind. ^-^;;]

The teacher runs out of chalk and sends me to the office to get more. Why would she even think of sending me . . . And where does all her chalk go, anyway? Argent briefly ran a hand through his bangs, his Umbreon eye glimmering faintly in the artificial light. Tch. Doesn't matter. At least I get the chance to get out of class for a bit. Placing his hands in his pockets, Argent sighed quietly as he rounded the corner in the hall, his steps echoing amidst the emptiness.

As he neared the office, Argent halted abruptly. What are they doing here? Before him were two mutants--a Ninetails and an Ampharos. A slight smirk tugged at the edge of the Umbreon mutant's mouth. Three students from the institution at one place at one time . . . What are the chances? His eyes closed. At least they probably have better excuses for being here than I do. Opening his eyes, Argent silently took in the scene before speaking. "Isn't this a merry little party? Candles and all."
 
Sora awoke with a start. "...Roxas?" "He was here a moment ago... wasn't he?" She asked herself. "Yea... I was holding him." "Roxas!" She searched around the cliff for the little fox. "Where are you?" A voice came from behind her. "Right here Sora." "That voice is familiar..."

She turned to what she had expected, but she was still shocked. "Rikku!" A sudden rush of happiness surged through Sora and ran towards him. But as she ran to embrace him, he dissapeared before her eyes. "Roxas?..." Indeed, Rikku had faded into the black fox.
 
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