Post by Yami Tasogare on Jul 29, 2015 17:41:41 GMT
[attr="class","rotated"] I'm twisted up inside my mind | Yami stretched as he headed out of Rustboro and on to Route 115, Hana swaying and bobbing to some beat only she could hear as they walked. Both Sei and Machiko had deemed it necessary for Yami to spend some time with the youngest member of their group and he’d been only too happy too. Hana was kind of the light of the group, her quirky personality and playful competitiveness made things fun for them all. Of course he hadn’t been spending much time with her outside of attempting to train more in hopes of getting better at battling. Hana let out soft squeaks and chirps of her name in tune to a beat, pausing to sway and bop her head again but more firmly before leaping up to a rock. Plus! Plus, plus, plusle, plusle! Plus! The brunette chuckled as he watched her preform for him, her paws landing on her hips as she wagged her tail playfully and winked. He followed at a sedate place behind her, watching her hop from rock to rock while jamming to some music, head bopping in rhythm to it as she did so. He hummed in time to her chants, her eyes finding him and grinning before continuing. He folded his arms behind his head and continued to walk along the route, enjoying the faint smell of water as they continued to walk. His mind briefly going to the younger male he’d recently started texting before resettling on Kristmar for a moment. Then after a moment it settled on his pokemon and position as a coordinator. He’d have to start preparing for contests as well as gym battles, granted he hadn’t been paying too much to the moves his pokemon had been getting but he decided he would need to if he was going to win his first contest. He ran a hand through his hair, loose for once and brushing vaguely against his shoulders, as he remembered the first conversation he had with Kristmar. They were late bloomers. They’d waited quite a while to start using pokemon and from Kristmar’s reaction, Yami was even more of a late start than the blonde was…that put him at a disadvantage he wasn’t sure how he felt about. He’d have to get stronger one way or another but for now he contented himself in just strolling with his pokemon and enjoying the breeze that brushed over them as Hana swayed about. @open | 0407 | welcome one and all | muse |
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