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Post by Julius Kingston on May 17, 2015 7:42:02 GMT
He was getting sick and tired of the sheer amount of pokemon he was having to deal with, on top of having to study an egg he recieved from the pokemon professor. It was all quite troubling, plus the fact that the Aqua and Magma research he was doing was proving to be more difficult than he had ever imagined. So it wasn't much of a wonder that he had set his partner, Zero the Rotom, into 'attack mode.' Specifically, zap anything you see which is moving.
Zero bzzed around him as he walked, Pichu egg tucked under one arm and eyes staring directly at his phone. It was hard gettign wifi on the routes, but somehow, he was managing. Julius was dressed in his usual casual black shirt and trousers with his glasses on and a cigarette on his lips.
The rotom buzzed around him, inspecting things and occasionally stopping but never really catching Julius's interest. So far, the wild pokemon had stayed far away from a buzzing rotom, which was a good thing. He wasn't looking at where he was going, nor was he particularly interested. They day had only just begun, with hints of dawn still lining the horizon, and Julius knew that even if he did get lost he'd find his way back to either Odale or Petalburg. Both of which were fine with him.
Exactly at that moment, a bike went flying by, the sheer speed of it making Julius's hair swish in the wind. Rotom reacted instantly, sending out a large beam of blue lightning. To be honest, the only reason Julius even noticed was because something went through his hair. Not realizing it was the sparks, he immediately began attempting to clam it down, acting out like a monkey with his hands angrily patting his hair.
He then looked at the ground and saw a girl sprawled in front of him, which forced his jaws open and made the cigarette fall to the floor. His hands still in his hair, his glasses stubbornly falling down the bridge of his nose (again!), Julius found himself gawking, and his dutiful rotom gawked beside him.
Post by cassandra cain on May 17, 2015 13:43:17 GMT
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the meeting with rory was more than enough feelings for today. cass's emotionally drained. she left soon enough, taking out her bike and peddling through the route. her pokeballs are clipped to her belt. there's an egg securely wrapped in her bag, but she didn't want it. whatever. it's a snivy egg. magma leaders aren't supposed to have snivy eggs.
thoughts ran through her head, and she's not exactly paying attention to the road. cass passes by a guy and his rotom. she wouldn't have really thought about it until an electric shock heads straight for her. she grabs her bag, holding it close to her chest before leaping out and ducking. she rolls onto the ground, landing in a heap next to the guy.
she's okay. the egg's okay. there's a crash next to her. one glance at her bike and she knows it's not okay. the tires are popped and the metal skeleton's bent in a couple places. she paid a lot for it. she sits up, pointing an accusatory finger at him.
"was that you? what the fuck. you're paying for this."
Post by Julius Kingston on May 18, 2015 8:09:17 GMT
The girl falls when he literally ducks off her bike, and Julius is left to gawk at what appears to be inhuman reflexes. The girl seems highly trained or something, and he can't shake the feeling that something's not exactly right. Shoving his intuition down the drain for now, he removes his hands from his hair and runs towards her, kneeling down next to the spot she lay sprawled on.
Shock is on his face, mixed with enough worry for the both of them. "Are you okay?" he shouts, and then hears what she has to say. Half-laughing incredulously and half talking, Julius manages to stutter a response that sounds like "Are you freaking kidding me? You're worried about the bike? What about you! You could have died!" At this point he offers her his hand, and looks over her thoroughly.
"Are you hurt anywhere? I'm so sorry for what happened, I think my pokemon got out of hand."
Despite it all, his primary concern is the girl's life. If he actually managed to kill someone he probably would soon go down the way his father did and never surface in society again. No, his nature would not allow that. But the girl seemed to be okay, and the insane panic that rode through him died away slowly, leaving his mind room for other thoughts.
Post by cassandra cain on May 19, 2015 3:03:03 GMT
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if cass could become a professional gymnast, she would. it was her high school sport, so when she had to duck and roll, she did. she guesses magma leader isn't that much worse. at least she gets to use her skills somewhat. she sits up. her back's a little scratched up, but otherwise she's fine.
the guy next to her bursts in shouts. cass is confused for a moment before she realizes that the guy actually felt bad about the whole incident. strange. he's nice. maybe she was hanging out with rory too much.
cass grabs his hand, hoisting herself up. her back aches as she stands, but she doesn't make a comment about it. "don't worry about it. i'm good." she grunts out. the snivy egg is otherwise unscathed.
"what the hell were you doing though?" cass questions. she wants to know if this guy needed to be on her hitlist or something. he sounds nice right now, but all she knows he can be a serial killer.
Post by Julius Kingston on May 19, 2015 4:43:34 GMT
The girl grabs his hands and self-sufficiently hoists herself up, which rings a lot of bells and clinks a lot of gears in Julius's mind. She's obviously strong, independent. A gymnast? She' pretty enough to look like it. The thrill of meeting new people comes over him again, and he wonders briefly about his luck with girls so far in Hoenn. The first one nearly offed him when he hurt her froakie, and now he'd just destroyed this girl's bike. Siigh. He'd get his charm back eventually, he hoped.
She said she was okay, and Julius let out a breath he'd been holding. He had been dead serious about being worried for the girl- he couldn't even hope to believe that he would ever bring someone that close to death. He was pretty rattled, but he shoved his head back in the game for the time being. "Thank Arcues." He then lets a hand go through his own hair (awkwardly letting go of hers in the process) and sheepishly laughs.
"Though I guess it's my fault. My rotom here's been acting strangely this whole time, I shouldn't have kept him out." He removes a pokeball as he lies through his teeth, and then proceeds to force his partner into it before it can object. He then looks at the girl again and adjusts his glasses.
He could probably play the cute and harmless type this time around. "I'm Julius."
Post by cassandra cain on May 19, 2015 13:58:40 GMT
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he sounds pretty nice - genuinly worried for her safety. "i see." she says as she watches him return the rotom. glad that's straightened out. it's gone now - no more electric shocks for her. or dives, even though that was pretty fun.
"i'm cassandra, but you can call me cass." she says, pushing her hair back out of her face. she puts the egg back into the bag. it was safe for now. she just hopes there's nothing more to endanger its life. or hers, by any chance.
she sighs. better get to petalburg somehow. she starts walking towards the town, regardless of whether he follows her or not. "might as well start walking."
Post by Julius Kingston on May 20, 2015 3:37:45 GMT
Her "I see" sounds a bit judging, but Julius supposes that even he can't charm every girl into liking him when he only just managed to force them to ditch their bike. The girl seems only slightly more at ease with the rotom gone, but her demeanor is hardly that friendly. Julius cant blame her, but somehow this situation presents itself as a challenge to him: if he can get the girl to act normally around a guy who's just trashed her bike.
He's already smiling, working on a way to get the girl in better spirits in his mind, but then suddenly she introduced herself and he felt every single bone in his body freeze up, like he was about to suffocate. Carissa? No- no, no-- the girl's hair seems to turn black, and her eyes become green, and Julius is looking at his sister.
But no, everything's wrong. She's shorter, she's a brunette. Her name is Cassandra, not Carissa. And definitely not Cassie. The girl's already ahead of him by the time he snaps out of his delusions, and he quickly and quietly jogs to catch up.
"Ahaha, you're right. Next stop Petalburg, right?" he asks, cheerily, hoping she won't ask questions and yet start a conversation that won't seem too awkward. He's walking by her side now, trying to think of a normal conversation that won't involve why he was staring star-struck at her after she said her name.
"You're a breeder?" he asked, implying the snivy egg she had hidden in her bag.
Post by cassandra cain on May 20, 2015 19:59:04 GMT
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when she says her name his body suddenly goes rigid. his face turns pale -- as if he's seen a ghost. it's a little unsettling, to say the least. cass quirks an eyebrow, and she turns around, starting to walk the other way.
he does what is expected. julius soon snaps out of his daze and runs up to catch up with her. it's like nothing just happened ten seconds ago. whatever, she guesses. if julius wants to tell her about good for him. if not, then it wasn't any of her business.
"mhmm." she affirms. not like she was going back in the direction of oldale, anyways. julius walks by her side. his voice is rather peppy -- he's like a little dog. all he needed was a muzzle to keep him quiet.
she's not a breeder. she's not exactly a trainer, either, but she has a feeling that julius wouldn't take lightly to her saying that she was in magma. "no, i'm a trainer. i got this egg from professor birch." it was part of the promotion, to lure even more people into this profession. she gestures to the snivy egg. she doesn't even like grass types.
Post by Julius Kingston on May 21, 2015 5:14:23 GMT
The girl's distant, and annoyingly so. Julius doesn't exactly want to keep talking if his attempts at conversation are shot down the minute he thinks of something, so her answers hardly get more than a pressed smile from him. Well if she got the egg from Birch it meant it was pretty rare. Any trainer would have been happy, but Cass just had an expression like she wanted to cut something regardless of the situation.
"Yeah, I did, too. A snivy egg. But I ended up trading for a pichu, anyway. Grass types aren't exactly my person favorite," he admits while patting the pouch which holds his egg as if to prove his point. If she doesn't talk, he'll talk enough for the both of them. He turns to look at her, maybe observe her a bit. He thinks its just random nonsense (and she's pretty enough to warrant being stared at), but then his eyes automatically go around searching for resemblances to his sister until he forces them shut and looks back at the road.
Julius will admit that it's his first time not smirking suggestively and staring all over a girl. Somehow though, the girl fits the perfect picture of a no nonsense trainer. Technically somewhat his opposite, but he can't deny that he wants to talk to her, if only to relieve himself of his boredom.
"First gym, huh?" He asks, referring to Petalburg town, obviously.
Post by cassandra cain on May 22, 2015 2:04:26 GMT
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"they aren't my favorites either." she says. grass types were hardly the tough type. why get a grass type when you can have fire? she'd much rather have the heat. an amazing display of both beauty and passion. it was grass's enemy -- she shakes her head. she got too carried away sometimes. she didn't even notice julius' stare.
"perhaps. might come back to it later." she murmurs. her pokemon are hardly trained at the moment. she hasn't had the time lately. most people go straight to rustboro or dewford, anyways. she's heard of a beach event that would happen soon. cass thought that it was the perfect oppurtunity to steal some pokemon, if magma was up to it.
cass hears the familiar chiming a little far aways and all those thoughts vanish. like a hawk she perks up, eyes targeting the truck behind her. "ice cream!" she yells before rushing forward and waving it down.
Post by Julius Kingston on May 22, 2015 4:15:27 GMT
The girl seemed to care less than usual about pokemon and magic mystery of eggs or what have you that was in with newer trainers, which immediately won her plus points in Julius's eyes. He couldn't stand kids and their senti-mentalities (hah, pun) sometimes. The girl, however, seems bored even at the concept of a gym. It's annoying when he can't even get a little reaction out of anyone, especially when he was trying so hard to look cute and harmless.
"Though I probably couldn't challenge it right now. Maybe we should battle sometime to--"
Ice cream?
Julius can't even say he heard the soft jingling, but Cass is on it like some kind of mad hyena, and he is left to gape as she goes out of her way to ignore him and chase down an ice cream truck instead. Two options present themselves- either chase after her, or don't. Honestly he's too sicked to do the first right now. His hand reflexively goes to his mouth, but then he realizes he dropped his cigarette somewhere. He sighs and lights another one from the packet, takes a long whiff of the substance and begins casually walking towards where Cass headed, one hand in his pocket.
He eventually came upon Cass, and behind her, what appeared to be a ruined ice cream truck that still had its bells running. So much for ice cream.
"He-llo?" he calls out, not even able to hide the annoyance from his voice.
Post by cassandra cain on May 22, 2015 20:07:57 GMT
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all of her thoughts are forgotten. even juls. she jogs to the ice cream truck, finding it suspiciously ruined. it's tipped on its side. there's melted ice cream surrounded it, and there's not a driver in sight. she shakes in her in disappointment. cass kicks the speakerbox, and the jingle sputturs and dies before silencing.
cass hears the sound of juls behind her. she's surprised that he's still following. he sounds a bit annoyed, even. it seems that even he couldn't get past her personality. only for rory, she guesses.
"no ice cream." she sighs, folding her arms against her chest. she was looking forward to it, too. she turns to him. if he expects an apology, there's another thing coming. cass looks at him, quirking an eyebrow.
Post by Julius Kingston on May 23, 2015 1:25:23 GMT
Julius watches the girl before him angrily kick at a speaker to kill off the sound, before wondering to himself if she did that purely so she wouldn't fall for the trick again. That was kind of sad, he had to admit, but also completely hilarious. The girl turns around and blatantly states the obvious, and Julius can't help but reprimand himself for thinking she was much like Cassie at all.
She then asks a question which pretty much kills everything he had going, and he just ends up snorting whatever seriousness he was trying to possess out of his nose in the favor of a giant laugh. He laughs at the girl for at least a full five seconds, before she giggles along with him.
"God," he says, finally stopping himself. "I was convinced you were like a robot with no emotions whatsoever back there. Ice cream, huh?" He asks, smiling broadly. He lets the idea play in his mind for a while before bringing it up. "Well I heard there's gonna be a beach party sometime, and beaches aren't beaches without ice cream. Wanna grab a bite then?"
Post by cassandra cain on May 24, 2015 19:43:40 GMT
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aw man. so there isn't going to be any ice cream at all. she turns to him, asking him a question. he suddenly laughs -- hey, what was the big deal? cass can't help but laugh along too. not because it was funny, but because she just felt like she should be going along with it.
"i'm no robot. i'm just serious about being a trainer." cass snorts. obviously he isn't. she took it very seriously. if she was to train her pokemon and capture all of them, then there was no reason why she should mess around. julius is only a distraction. she needs to get to petalburg soon.
of course. the beach party. that's why she was in such a hurry. to get the preparations ready. if aqua is going to be there, magma will too. she looks at juls and smiles, a little too strained for comfort.
NOTES: oopsies
