Pokemon Evolution

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Andrea, being the immature jerk he felt like being, barely withheld a snort at the scene with his best friend and the anti-social girl that didn't seem so anti-social at the moment. Andrea had come to find Z and hang out, but instead he found Z with Ashitaka and decided to watch high up on a tree far enough to avoid notice, yet close enough to see the events unfolding. Of course, he figured Z had already figured out that he was eavesdropping, but for the moment the teen really didn't seem to care, far too busy with the girl.

"If only I had a bowl of popcorn!" Andrea yelled out to the couple as he hopped down from the branch from which he was perched. "It reminds me of one of those gushy soap operas that I caught on tv every now and then," Andrea went on as he drew close to the two, keeping his distance, just incase one of them didn't take too kindly to his intrusion. Andrea just figured that he might want to stop the two before they went too far.

From the fall down to the ground and the steady gate over to the couple, Andrea had morphed ever so slowly, first his hair grew longer and spiked on end, then his tail slowly formed slowly cutting a whole in his freshly repaired jeans, and his hairs had grown pointy and grown full out to Raichu ears. He might have been reckless, but he was always prepared; and if this was anything like a soap opera a temper of some sort would flare on such an intrusion, and with mutants such as themselves, it usually resulted in a test of might.
 
I glared at the boy, flushing deeply. Fire wrapped around my hands in silent rage at being spied upon. "You immature little monster you..." I whispered inaudibly. I felt my ears growing, my fangs lengthening, and my tail pushing though the back of my jeans. I wanted to just spin on my heel and walk away, but I found myself quite embarassed and angry, and those feelings were rooting me to the spot.
 
Smiling, I quickly flipped Andrea the bird and said softly, "Calm down, Ashi. He doesn't really mean any harm by it, it's just his way." My grin broadening, I casually wrapped my arm about her waist and shouted to Andrea by way off a return insult, "Hey, at least girls'll look my way!" I looked to Ashi again and said, "You ready for lunch yet? Because I guess we can go if you are..."
 
I extinguished the flames around my hands and calmed myself down enough to return to a semi-normal physical state. My fangs, however, didn't shrink very much. I smiled at Andrea. "Why don't you come along with us, Andrea? After all, any friend of Nathan's is a friend of mine."

I relaxed under Nathan's touch. Curse him and his ability to ruin my perfectly bad moods...
 
Andrea was about to respond with a 'Watch who you're calling little' Since he was alread eighteen years of age. Z beat him to the punch however; Andrea was looking for a fight, but at last, his best friend had to extinguish the fire before it got out of control. The mutant gave a good hardy chuckle to Z's comeback; indeed, Z had been the only one of the two to at least get an attempt at a girl...even if Andrea thought Z had bad taste. "Fair enough. But it really is tough to get a girl when they all move too slow. I mean the last time I tried to sit down and have a conversation with one, I swear I could have spun circles around her before she even got her first sentence out...plus they talk to much. I have not yet found a girl that has a fast wit and doesn't bore me with in the first few words," Andrea came back, maybe not as good as some of his other shots, but it did the purpose he meant it to, and for right now, that's all that really counted.

"I suppose I can come along, Professor wants me back for some training after lunch though," Andrea commented thoughtfully and then sighed heavily, "you know...it's not like with the others how he can deal with the fact that they may be a few minutes late. I should have no excuse for not getting there on time..." Andrea knew that his friend and his friends friend had heard this same complaint five million times, but it just apart of Andreas constant belly-aching about how slow everything was and how fast everyone expected him to be.

"Where's lunch? This little movie has me starving!" Andrea exclaimed as he rubbed his belly for emphasis.
 
OOC: Wow. I missed a lot this past week. My telephone was down so I haven't been on for sometime now.

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BRRRRRRIIIIIIIIING!!!!!! The last bell of the day sounded loudly.
Ryo quickly exited his Pre-Calculus class with a great sigh of relief. Many students asked to use the bathroom, which the teacher allowed but only a few, however, Ryo and some of the students who were unable to "go to the bathroom" were stuck to listen to a whole period's worth of lecture by the teacher. Ryo adjusted his cloak and flipped back on his hood, which the teacher told him to take off in the classroom, as he made his way towards the front entrance.

Upon reaching the entrance, in his usual, everyday, quick pace, Ryo, under his hood, saw a glimpse of a female student sitting on the bench near the front entrance. He wondered how the girl had gotten there for he was usually the first to exit the school. With that thought in mind and without a second glimpse, Ryo walked onwards.
 
Leanna sighed and stood up, brushing off her long skirt and pulling her dark hair from out underneath her collar. She had to hurry back, she'd have to help cook dinner for the other morph's, and even as she pulled her sidebag up further onto her shoulder, she wondered if she'd have to participate in one of the training session's today. Her boot's shuffled along the concrete sidewalk as she stared at the passing neighborhood.

Glancing up at the sky, Leanna smiled- there wasn't a cloud in sight. It almost never rained after school. Not when she was so happy that she would no longer be confined in the classroom walls. The orb on her neck shone brilliantly in the bright sunlight, shining to a human's eye- giving off excess energy to a dragonair's eyes.
 
"Well, I was going to suggest Jett's," I replied teasingly, continuing, "But since you seem so intent on your show at the multiplex, why don't we hit the concession stand?" I yawned and stretched with great exaggeration and added, "But I think you might well hurry with your food. Professor don't like it when you're late." I cracked my knuckles and said, "Shall we, my friends? I'm getting hungry."
 
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