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Route 101 is a lot of things, but short is not one of them. Her path is endless- Anastasia feels as if she's hardly moved out of place from her departure point in the early morning. Perhaps she's been going in circles, or her legs are too short? Regardless of reason, her frustration is obvious. Face swollen and bruised from her earlier encounter with that other Anastasia, the Volkov girl is close to sitting and giving up.
A heavy sigh and a halt, she takes the moment to just stare at the clouds with hunched shoulders. Maybe she's closer than she thinks? "Doubt it," she sighs, glancing down at the very still Alexander. Even the [usually lively] feebas seems to have given up. He flounders for only a moment- a sign that he's still with her. She scoffs at him, ignoring the dull yellow fish eyes that glare back.
Post by Calvin Diablo on Aug 13, 2015 20:09:56 GMT
OUR FLAWS LAY HAND IN HAND
Why was he back at Route 101 again? Oh right, to get some 'peace and quiet', unfortunately, today just wasnt a good day. There were screeching pokemon and horrible trainers everywhere. He sighed, what was that thing over there? There was a girl standing there, literally just standing there with one ugly pokemon. As he got closer, he realised the girl was rather... swolen. Her face was puffy and red and her hands looked sore.
Calvin pulled a very repulsed face "Err... Beedrill get to ya?" he said with a slight laugh and smile. His zorua next to his feet snickered a bit as well, grinning with his sharp white teeth.
The silence is only broken by the first masculine voice she's heard in weeks, next to the professor. A brow raises, her lips purse- dare she speak back? What happened to her face is none of his business. She struggles between the options of being rude and faking a conversation. Instead she shrugs, glancing at the zorua. "Got mugged." her lie is quiet, mumbled. She turns to exit, despite there being no way to go but forward. "You shouldn't pry."
There is no time for conversation. She has a town to get to, and some guy isn't going to keep her from getting where she needs to be.
Post by Calvin Diablo on Aug 13, 2015 20:20:43 GMT
OUR FLAWS LAY HAND IN HAND
Calvin snickered at the girls sarcastic comment, "Well those muggers look like they made short work of you."
He rolled his eyes at the flopping Feebas, rather bored, Calvin took a deep sigh and started inspecting his nails. "Oh hun, I dont mean to be rude but I dont actually care about how you ended up looking like... that. Just merely trying to start a 'nice' conversation that's all."
He went back to checking his nails and then started adjusting the rings on his fingers. One was a silver skull, one of the many gifts his family gave him for when he left on his 'adventure'. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, the smoke filling the air around them, "Do you usually just stand still? Or do you actually use your legs and walk around?"
"There were 5. I fought 3 off." With her size, it's an obvious lie. Had there been 5 muggers she'd likely be dead. Still, Anastasia carries the facade. Always be the best. Her arms cross, Alexander grunts in protest at his shift in position. "You don't have any reason to. You don't know me." short as ever, and straight to the point.
She looks down at her own legs, as if truly contimplating his question. Her right foot kicks a pebble away, she shrugs. "None of your business." But, if he wanted to see her work that badly... she takes two steps forward. "Happy?"
Post by Calvin Diablo on Aug 13, 2015 20:32:21 GMT
OUR FLAWS LAY HAND IN HAND
"Wow you must be really tough for someone so tiny." he laughed, making a cute little baby face when he said the word 'tiny'.
He took a draw from the cigarette, inhaling the smoke and closing his eyes as he did so. Exhaling slowly, he blew the smoke towards Anastasia, not even bothering to avoid her. He rotated his neck slightly, making it click and crack. He then laughed again at her wonderful attempt of walking. Calvin gasped, exaggerating and widening his eyes, "Wow! Not one, but two whole steps! No wander you stand still most of the time, you must be exhausted!"
He yawned and squeezed his eyes shut. He was bored, so so bored. Why cant something fun happen? Maybe he should have stayed at Oldale?
The only response he's earned is a hearty huff and a flip of the hair. Her nose scrunches at the sight of the tobacco, brows furrowing deeper as he's rude enough to try and infect her with that cancerous bullshit. Holding in a sigh of exasperation, Anastasia takes her strides away from the older trainer. "I don't have shit to prove to you, jackass," she calls back, not bothering to look over her shoulder. Should he follow she's prepared to use Alexander for his one sole purpose- being a blunt force weapon.
No skin off her back if Calvin carries on in the opposite direction. Or even in the same. She has no plans to get to know this stranger.
Post by Calvin Diablo on Aug 13, 2015 20:57:59 GMT
OUR FLAWS LAY HAND IN HAND
Calvin still had his cigarette pinched between his fingers, the smoke now starting to clear. Calvin smiled that sinister smile he did whenever he was successful at pissing people off - it was just a sick hobby he had, he loved it. He watched as the bruised woman and her pokemon 'walked' away.
He looked down at his zorua, smiling at him and having it returned by his pokemon. THen a fowl stench appeared, great. His grimer had decided he didnt want to be in his pokeball anymore and was now sliding around the grass. "Venom!" snapped Calvin, clearly annoyed, his Grimer turned around with a worried look on his face, "What are you doing?!"
His grimer shrugged and slid back over to him, hugging his leg. "Ewwwww." Calvin shook his leg, "Please don't touch me ever again. Your literally made of filth."
