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Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 5, 2015 11:36:22 GMT
the lovely sound of clattering china cups and the scent of coffee was in the air, music to nat's ears. the crowd was pleasant and it was always nice to get some coffee, even if it really was diluted and not considered real coffee. nat never really liked her coffee strong, so it was alright to her. she received her thermos from the cashier, a memento from her ex when they had been younger, filled with silly heart squiggles and awkward messages of love. she used it out of practical convenience. plus, money off her ripoff coffee was always appreciated.
by her foot, the boisterous looking tyrunt wagged his tail and looked hungrily at the prosciutto selection. "we'll take one of those, too," nat pointed to the selection, leaving the tyrunt very, very pleased. carrying the plate to an empty table, she made sure it was out of the tyrunt's reach. "sit," she commanded, trying to instil some sort of obedience into the creature while it was still young. mike did as he was told, which earned him praise from nat. "good boy," she gushed, peeling off the cold cut to feed the darling. she munched on the toasted slice of bread herself, slowly sipping from her flask.
the day was perfect. she only hoped no one would come to ruin it.
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 5, 2015 12:38:54 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
On the other hand, Julius was having the worst day ever. He literally had no idea how he had ended up in a place as insane as Dewford, because he had literally freaked out when his morning pitstop at starbucks couldn't happen. Because there was no starbucks. What. No place in the modern world could live without starbucks. And yet there Dewford was, defying him.
He had ran out of there as soon as possible and whisked himself back to Rustboro, obviously, beanie on head and hair a complete mess. Zwei stood on his shoulders the whole ride, the pikachu yipping off, all excited at the start of a glorious journey, never mind the fact that they were heading backwards.
Julius didn't stop until he pushed open the door, shoved around a group of people and had his daily dose in his hands. He sighed with relief and his pikachu sniffed the drink curiously. He hadn't noticed Nat at all, and likely still wouldn't. He nabbed the seat directly behind her, not even seeing the iconic hat or the golden hair, let alone recognizing who it was. He took a sip of his drink, made an extremely drawn out sigh, and let his pikachu walk around for a bit as his leaned backwards, possibly coming short just inches from knocking his head against Nat's, but he still didn't know she existed. He'd drown in his hipster coffee for a few more seconds.
Zwei, meanwhile, was poking under Nat's table, sniffing her Tyrunt and doing everything in between. The pikachu finally sat down next to the Tyrunt, like the pokemon was its long lost cousin, and put a hand over his shoulder.
"Pikaaa!" He looked up at Nat, one arm over the Tyrunt and the other with the hand pointing at his mouth.
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 5, 2015 12:49:14 GMT
she took long, languid sips of her brew (if you could even call it that), letting her head tilt back as the beverage warmed her throat and made her feel all fuzzy on the inside. she wasn't alone in her reverie, either. it sounded like other people were enjoying their own cuppa, which was a pleasant feeling to know that everyone was enjoying themselves as well. she looked forward at the growing crowd of people, the place getting too crowded for her tastes. maybe it was time to leave.
the sound of a pikachu caught her off guard. natalie peered under the table to notice mike and a new friend. oh, now wasn't this adorable? the tyrunt sniffed at the pikachu experimentally, unsure how to react. he let out a gruff grunt and bobbed his oversized jaw. natalie grinned. "oh, you've made yourself a friend, haven't you?" she teased the tyrunt, who merely nodded his head awkwardly.
"do you have a trainer?" she asked the pikachu, moving to get out of her seat. "sorry," she gently pushed at the stranger blocking her way, eyes affixed on the electric rodent with wonder to bother noticing who the hell it was. her hair fell like a curtain to cover her eyes from view.
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 5, 2015 13:05:16 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
"Hmm, ah, nah, don't sweat it." His moved his head up a bit as the stranger behind him got out of their seat, gentle brushing against his beanie and loosening it up at the end a little. Julius continued sipping, oblivious. At least until he gave one curious look backwards, wondering who the girl was. Nat, however, had already moved out of her seat, and instead Julius found his eyes on the most adorable little thermos he had seen, ever.
All pink and hearty and squiggly.
Gag.
He choked a little on his coffee, sputtering a bit as he glanced from the blonde and back to the bottle, back and forth, back and forth...
On the other hand, Zwei had appreciated the Tyrunt's sniffing, and was now looking towards the girl. As the girl came closer, the Pikachu nodded quickly. He knew that question! He had heard it so many times before from a billion different people, so much that Julius told him to point at Julius in case anyone ever asked it, and his trainer also usually followed this lesson with a dont run off again Zwei or I swear to freaking Arceus.
The pikachu nodded, sniffed the girl's tasty looking hair and the pointed a finger at Julius...
Who had now made the connection, and was wearing practically the smugest look in the world as he glanced at Nat, eyebrows raised beyond his hipster glasses and a triumphant smirk etched over his face.
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 5, 2015 13:25:45 GMT
she was busy fussing over the pikachu that it hadn't occurred to her who the stranger was. besides, who had time to be worrying about that when you had a cute pokemon to be making goo-goo eyes over? he was a bright, responsive creature, certainly very different from mike, but nonetheless lovable. she reached behind the pokemon's ears. "hmm? where are they? right here oh--"
she glanced upwards and saw the one thing that was bound to ruin her day. well, shit. she had been hoping she could avoid all of this, but it looked nigh impossible. natalie frowned, utterly unimpressed. where was her hat to pull over her eyes and march out of the place? mike seemed to have picked up on nat's hostility towards the stranger, baring a gleaming set of serrated teeth that could just sink right into his flesh.
natalie pulled herself up and looked at her tumbler, almost regretting it's existence. at the same time, she stopped herself. why did she have to explain herself to julius? she didn't owe him anything, the last time she checked. she snatched it up and took a huge gulp, trying not to regret the decision when she felt her tongue being scalded. she bit her tongue and suppressed any urge to cry out in pain.
"it was a gift," she interjected despite her inner protests, feeling up for some bantering. using a gift wasn't a crime.
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 5, 2015 13:49:26 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
Nat rose to her full height and Julius watched her try to keep her cool, totally smug all the while. His eyes caught sight of the Tyrunt and he winced internally. "Cute pokemon, too," he said, trying to give the mutt a friendly but cocky wave.
He looked at her in mocking surprise when she took a huge sip. "So it was," he said knowingly, happy to banter back and forth if that was where this was heading. "That's what they all say, you know." He smiled up at her, still idly resting in his seat, arm placed comfortably along the back of the chair.
Zwei looked at the Tyrunt, dismayed at his new bro was acting all rough towards his original bro, Julius. The pikachu wondered then if they could be rivals, and 'accidentally' stepped on the Tyrunt's toes as it jumped up Natalie's legs and raced to the tip of her head, nestling himself in her golden hair before looking down on Tyrun and sticking out a tongue, a gesture that was hidden from both trainers using his two little hands.
Julius noticed immediately and smiled fondly at his pikachu, expression a little more placid than before.
"Look's like he likes you," he commented, taking a sip from his own coffee, all while never breaking his gaze away from Natalie.
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 5, 2015 14:03:41 GMT
"hey, i don't make this sort of thing," she retorted. it would have looked downright embarrassing if she had. she rotated it until she found her ex's initials lettered with one of the messages written, pointing to it. "handwritten with love. from a friend." she was digging herself a huge grave now, holy shit. someone had to stop her from talking. she huffed, not really sure why she had gotten herself into this - again - and let out a deep sigh.
her tyrunt kept shifting his gaze from pikachu to trainer to other trainer over and over again, confused with the situation. he took a few sniffs of the air, a low rumble at the back of his throat. he was even more alarmed when the pikachu trodded on him without warning, snapping his jaws instinctively to try and snatch the rodent from the air. no luck.
natalie looked surprised when the pikachu had made himself comfortable on her head. "o-oh!" she hadn't been expecting that. she reached for zwei, trying to pet the little thing, when her tyrunt reacted angrily, barking at the pikachu's provocations. natalie kept her hands stretched out, trying to calm the young tyrunt. "no, mike, no. be nice." she glanced at julius, the tyrunt's gaze following hers. "be nice."
what was that supposed to mean? the tyrunt looked at the pokemon-less trainer and settled by his foot, before reaching for his ankles with his massive jaws.
"mike's affectionate," natalie mused, finding it all too hilarious.
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 5, 2015 14:28:22 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
Julius put his hands into the air at the snappiness of her comment. "Relax, relax. I said it was cute." He was smiling again, looking up at her with devilish eyes. "A f-rieend?" He asked, pronouncing the word very carefully as his hand swung into motion, bending on the elbow so that he could prop his head on top of his palm, all while remaining on the back of the chair.
His leg was supporting him now so he could peer at the words. He read them aloud. "'For an eternity, much love.' Can't be just a friend," he stated, eyebrows waggling up and down. He wasn't even ashamed that Nat might already be taken. He really ought to learn his limits, but right now it was too much of a fun opportunity to pass by. Annoying people, second only to fighting against crime, was what he lived for.
He chuckled as the Tyrunt barked, letting his other hand stretch out to his Pikachu, who seemed more than content with Nat's petting. The girl looked like some kind of disney princess with the pokemon all over her, and Julius didn't know what to say. She was pretty, and his hand reached out for Zwei, wanting his ever favored wingman in the game with him for today.
The pikachu, however, was just as taken by Nat as Julius was, and seemed completely fine staying right where he was, completely ignoring the outstretched hand and making Julius look like a total idiot in the process.
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 5, 2015 14:47:47 GMT
shit, she really should have checked where she was pointing to. nat was starting to turn red from the error on her part. julius did not have to see that. did not have to see that. she wished she was still blissfully married so that she could shove that diamond ring on her finger up julius' ass to prove him wrong for once. if only. she had left that on the dresser when she left home for her journey. some things were better not brought along.
"as it stands, yes, he's just a friend now," she scoffed. she wouldn't be lying in saying that. they had left things on good terms, even if she hadn't spoken to him in a while. she wasn't avoiding him, geez. there was no harm in leading julius on either, right? after things at the beach festival, it didn't hurt, either way.
she was busy trying to pet the pikachu. not being able to see him made it a little awkward, but as far as she could tell, he seemed to be enjoying it. she let her gaze wander elsewhere when julius leaned over to pet his own pikachu. god, couldn't he keep his damn hands to himself? "maybe i should just take him home," her eyes twinkled with a hint of deviousness in her voice. not a bad idea. she could use an electric type.
mike on the other hand, had decided that his new plaything would be juls' ankle. the tyrunt closed his jaw down on the exposed piece of skin from rolled up chinos and low cut socks like a chew toy.
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 5, 2015 15:10:43 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
He could care less about her marital status, to be honest. Right now he was having fun, with his hand half in her hair and hand on Zwei's fur. The pikachu was enjoying petting from all the sides, the sudden spurt of attention much loved in his sparkling brown eyes. Julius looked at Nat, playfulness evident in his emerald irises.
"Well that's good. More room for us, then, yeah?" He didn't even seem wary of where this was heading, in fact he was enjoying it. He finally retracted his hand from Zwei, just about to lean back down on his seat, maybe invite Nat to sit with him, when a searing pain pulsed from his ankle through the whole rest of his body and Julius let out a girlish scream.
The whole of the cafe turned to look, and everything happened at once. Julius kicked away from him, trying to get the Tyrunt off, Zwei leaped from Natalie's hair, probably making a golden mess of everything as he did, and then the pokemon collided with each other. The pikachu attempted to tackle the Tyrunt away, electricity buzzing loudly from his pouches.
Julius pulled his leg away the second he garnerd enough space to move it, and watched in horror as the Pikachu attempted to thundershock the Tyrunt despite the setting.
"Yeah, take it home my ass," he let out snarky mumble before getting out his seat, blood dripping from the wound. "Zwei, damnit, get back!"
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 5, 2015 15:25:43 GMT
us. natalie tried to envision this 'us' of which julius spoke. it was a hazy mess. she was replaying every moment she spent with her ex, what with their uncannily resemblance of black hair. it was a hard image to shake off. she was interrupted by julius' scream, and the rest was just utter chaos unfolding before her eyes.
mike had an iron grip on julius' leg, threatening to bite down harder the more he resisted. "mike, no," nat tried to reason with the simple minded beast. he glanced at her, ankle in his mouth and very, very confused. he didn't have time to response. the pikachu's tackle to his face sparked rage in the tyrunt. he grumbled and released his hold on julius, letting out a deafening roar to get the pikachu sent away. as he had come to learn, the attack was particularly useful to get people to do his bidding. nothing a bit of fear and intimidation didn't fix.
natalie barely had time to react. she set her cup down and reached for the last piece of cold cut on her plate. "mike," she commanded, dangling food. he could always be influenced by it. the tyrunt's eyes followed the food in her fingers. "no. bad. sit." she punctuated each words clearly with authority. she couldn't let things like this happen. when the tyrunt did as he was told, she tossed the small piece of meat into his mouth and lowered a hand to his snout. "good. good boy."
a first aid kit was rushed towards them. natalie bent over and examined the wound. "shit... you okay?"
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 8, 2015 12:21:35 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
In hindsight the tackle hurt more than helped, and though the Tyrunt was removed, it took a chunk of skin along with, and Julius bit down on empty air, trying to force the scream into a groan of pain. For the most part, it worked. The roar was the only thing useful the tyrunt produced, as it sent Zwei right back into his pokeball-- thankfully the pokemon launched out in return was his rotom, Zero, who simply buzzed and watched the fiasco with hardly any interest, not giving two shits that its trainer was bleeding.
In situations like this, Rotom was an ideal partner.
The Tyrunt sat, and as Natalie busied herself with her pokemon, Julius looked at his red flesh with growing disgust- the pain becoming more apparent now that everything was over. He was still holding back on an agitated shout, and when the first aid kit was tossed their way, he made a grab for it the same time as Nat.
The girl bent down and asked if he was okay, to which Julius grunted. "Yeah, probably, I-- anyway, I won't need your help, I'm good." He tried to assert the fact he was okay, probably because his masculine pride wouldn't really let him do much other than that. He bent down to Nat's position and grabbed the kit, attempting to wriggle it from her grasp.
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 8, 2015 13:00:29 GMT
she was starting to feel very guilty. natalie knew that she was at fault one way or another, barely able to keep her eyes on the open wound. mike was sitting obediently by her side, looking at the ground silently, deep in thought. she steadied her breathing and tried to think clearly. she tried to remember what to do in this sort of situation, looking at the first aid kit in confusion. bandages and liquids were placed around in such a haphazard manner. she ghosted her hands over them, unable to decide what to use first.
"don't be silly," she huffed, having grabbed the kit before him, she was still trying to figure out what to do when he made a grab at it. "hey!" now he was just being plain ridiculous. "stay still! you're not supposed to be moving when you have an injury, you dummy!" she snapped. mike looked up at the ruckus and growled at julius threateningly, baring his teeth.
nat glanced at mike, then back at julius. "you want to piss him off?" she tried his patience, "imagine if this is him just 'playing'. you'll be in for a ride." she gave him a half hearted grin, pulling out cotton gauze and dabbing it with antiseptic. "just-- stay still. this is gonna sting." tweezers tightly clamping the cotton ball, she gingerly dabbed at his wound.
Post by Julius Kingston on Jul 8, 2015 13:22:00 GMT
now, l-o-v-e's just another word i never learned to pronounce
The tyrunt's growl pissed Julius off more than anything, and the hipster's anger was sense quickly by the ghost type buzzing around the trio, and the rotom proceeded to postion itself directly above the Tyrunt, giving it a dark glare, still smiling though. Because if there was one word to describe Zero it was him being sadistic- something Julius himself regarded with anxiety at times.
Julius rolled his eyes at Nat, deciding to take the side of his pokemon and quickly pulled his foot away from her, hobbling on one leg as he did so. He quickly found himself unbalanced, however, and just as Nat was going on to lecture him about what he should be doing with an injury, his hands flailed around him, and he found himself rapidly falling backwards.
There was a loud crash as Julius fell to his behind, one arm stuck on the table as the other was placed to soften the fall. The sudden motion brought him back to eye level with Nat, the duo now awkwardly positioned on the floor. Julius was too shocked by the suddenness off it to really say much, and he probably stared a little too intensely at her for a bit before her words made him shake his head.
"No--I'm--"
He winced at the dabbing and looked at Nat, somewhat abashed. But it quickly turned into a glare as Julius watched the girl do exactly what he had told her not to.
"For once I meet someone as annoying as I am," he stated pointedly, his turn now to awkwardly defend himself.
Post by NATALIE OSWALD on Jul 8, 2015 14:09:19 GMT
she was in mid sentence was julius began to fall, and natalie stared in disbelief when he had her caught in a less than comfortable position. "wh-- what are you doing?" she stuttered, her face flushed and burning up. she had half a mind to push him aside and stomp off, but she was partly responsible for julius' injury. she couldn't just leave the damn guy to fend for himself, after proving that he was incapable of even walking with his own two feet.
she chewed on the inner walls of her mouth as she worked at it, trying to douse the the wound in antiseptic just to spite the guy who wouldn't stop talking. "i can be plenty stubborn, if that's the word you meant," she said offhandedly while she dabbed the wound and prepared fresh gauze. she carefully laid the mesh over the wound, having grown numb to the sight of it, laying primary dressing over it. she unrolled tape and tore it with her teeth. "deal with it. people are staring." what a baby.
nat wouldn't have admitted it, but she had met plenty of scrapes herself. she'd learnt to dress them and treat them herself, save for the one time where she had gotten seriously stuck and traumatized. but that was one time. she taped it up firmly and pulled out another bandage for holding everything together, going in rounds until it made julius' injured ankle look like it had a giant tumour.
