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Post by Darius Valentine on Jul 12, 2015 14:43:47 GMT
THESE ARE THE DAYS
WHEN I HATE THE WORLD
HATE THE RICH, HATE THE HAPPY, HATE THE COMPLACENT. TV WATCHERS, BEER DRINKERS, THE SATISFIED ONES. BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN BE ALL THOSE LITTLE HATEFUL THINGS AND THEN I HATE MYSELF FOR REALIZING THAT. BE SAFE, BE SAFE.
Pretty bad post for me, but I just sorta wanna get this move and go. Lmao
WORDS
Darius walked around Rustburo city, bored as hell as usual. This city gave him a more home-like feel though, it was more of a city than Petalburg was. "Well time to find something to fucking do here." Darius muttered, before the ground beneath him began shaking causing him to stumble backwards a bit. "What the fuck?" He muttered and looked around. "I swear I didn't bump into anyone or anything, the fuck was that." He added and shrugged continuing forward, till it happened again. Darius made sure look every direction he could till he saw two objects in the distance. One obviously resembling a human, and the other a Gible. He knew it was a Gible for he once had one himself.
Darius began getting closer and closer to the Pokemon and Trainer, and as he did the waves got stronger and stronger. "What the fuck is that move?!" Darius shouted towards Kristmar and the Gible. A Grin formed across his face, perhaps he could get this man to teach his Gabite how to do that move. "It's fucking awesome."
Post by kristmar mortensen on Jul 13, 2015 1:19:48 GMT
we ran like vampires from a thousand burning suns
With a drawn out sigh, Kristmar recalled the fainted seviper he'd been battling against one of his other pokémon, his gible. Deimos, beaming toothily and open-mouthed, was completely unfazed by how he'd just practically decimated a fellow teammate. He just awaited his trainer's praise eagerly, still as energetic as ever, albeit a little sweaty. Kris rolled his eyes fondly and pocketed the pokéball he'd just used.
"We're just training, Dei," he chided softly, advancing towards the small dragon and crouching down beside it. "You weren't supposed to go all out on him. Kasimir is going to be so pissed with you after." The gible, so it seemed, had taken very well to the move Earthquake and he didn't seem to care about exploiting his sparring partner's weakness if it assured an easy win. Kristmar gave a loud and heavy sigh, realizing that the gible seemed pretty proud with himself regardless, and gave his snout a rough stroke. "Good work, anyway."
Kristmar jumped slightly when a loud and rather crass voice interrupted their small moment. Instantly, he jolted around where he was crouched with a billow of champagne blonde hair to face the newcomer. Rude but... contemplative.
Immediately, he was reminded of a certain coordinator he'd encountered and, despite himself, he smirked faintly.
"Earthquake." He called back to the stranger, pushing his thick blond locks from his face. "Y'like?" Dusting off the knees of his jeans, Kris got back up to his feet, pulling himself up to his full sleek height. "I'm selling teachings for four pokés each." It was, perhaps, a little precipitated but he was a coordinator. He had an expensive meal plan to keep on top of. It didn't hurt to be a little shameless in terms of financial opportunities. Plus this person struck him as the direct type.
Post by Darius Valentine on Jul 13, 2015 3:01:44 GMT
THESE ARE THE DAYS
WHEN I HATE THE WORLD
HATE THE RICH, HATE THE HAPPY, HATE THE COMPLACENT. TV WATCHERS, BEER DRINKERS, THE SATISFIED ONES. BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN BE ALL THOSE LITTLE HATEFUL THINGS AND THEN I HATE MYSELF FOR REALIZING THAT. BE SAFE, BE SAFE.
Earthquake? The very name of that moved sounded amazingly powerful, Darius was instantly hooked on getting this move, it cost half of what he had, but he didn't mind this was definitely worth the purchase in his eyes. "Hell yeah I like, teach me that move." Darius said sending out his Gabite instantly, and then pulled out his wallet holding up four PD. "That's all right?" He asked, he didn't want to be swindled for the move, for he hated any type of thief.
His Gabite stared down towards the Gible and cocked it's head. "Gabite?" She muttered confused about what was happening. Was this a battle? Is Darius selling her? Who knows, she simply remained calmed and stood close to her master. "Don't worry girl, we're just getting ya' a power up." Darius said rubbing the head of his Gabite.
Post by kristmar mortensen on Jul 14, 2015 22:58:02 GMT
we ran like vampires from a thousand burning suns
"Yeah, that'll be all," he answered, walking over to the brusque stranger. His gible trailed behind him, a little uncertain and peering out behind his trainer's ankles. Kris plucked the four pokédollars from the man's hand and flashed him the light brown disc etched with the numbers '38' for Earthquake. "It'll only take a sec if your gabite's well behaved. She's alright with strangers, ja?"
It was pretty cool to see one of Deimos' future evolution stages right in front of him and, after his initial moment of apprehension, Deimos appeared a little in awe. This was a bigger him! But in female! He was going to be one of these incredible beasts one day soon! The gible, proud, puffed out his chest, determined to be seen as an eligible little gible by the beautifully strong gabite.
"Right..." Kris murmured, choosing to ignore his small dragon's harmless antics and get on with his teaching. Cautiously, the blonde hovered near the gabite with the technical machine in his hands after pocketing the money given in exchange. He glanced at the nameless male one last time as he tentatively reached out to touch the pokémon's shoulder with the disc.
Post by Darius Valentine on Jul 15, 2015 2:19:55 GMT
THESE ARE THE DAYS
WHEN I HATE THE WORLD
HATE THE RICH, HATE THE HAPPY, HATE THE COMPLACENT. TV WATCHERS, BEER DRINKERS, THE SATISFIED ONES. BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN BE ALL THOSE LITTLE HATEFUL THINGS AND THEN I HATE MYSELF FOR REALIZING THAT. BE SAFE, BE SAFE.
"Good, good." Darius muttered he'd pat his Gabite's head again and then nod. "Yeah she doesn't bite, much." He replied to Kristmar's question, he was only kidding Gabite on bite's if commanded to bite, but rub her the wrong way and she will blow your head right off with a Dragon Rage. "Don't worry about her manners." Darius added and malicious grin spreading across his face again.
Gabite started at the Gible behind Kristmar, she tilted her head and let out a small growl. "Gaaa. . ." It was like looking into a mirror to the past of what she used to look like, she thought she was the cutest Gible ever. "Gabite." She added, saying hello to the little Gible and then stared at Kristmar when he came closer, a small purple flame escaping her mouth as he did. "Easy girl."
Post by kristmar mortensen on Jul 16, 2015 17:47:04 GMT
we ran like vampires from a thousand burning suns
Kristmar raised a mildly unimpressed eyebrow at the male, unsure whether his malovent smirk after those comments were supposed to be intimidating or not. He wasn't actually sure what to make of this person anyway but, as long as their was cash in the middle, Kris wasn't averse to treating with questionable characters. He'd taken his money, he'd teach him this move and that would probably be all.
"It's alright, girl," he murmured to the gabite, pressing on and undaunted by the way a plume of violaceous flames spilled from her formidable maw, "I ain't gonna do anything bad to you. Just gonna teach you a nice, little move."
Deimos recognized the object that his trainer carried as one that'd been used on him once. He purred and chattered in the depths of his throat and began to weave around the slim blonde's legs. Kris eyed the gabite one last time before touching her shoulder with the TM, a little warier than usual seeing as he carried a fragile object in his satchel; an egg he was raising for someone else. It was due to hatch soon and, thus, he was very careful about it.
"Nice dragon, though," Kris muttered, almost a little begrudgingly, as the disc whirred and clicked in his hands, "I'm Kris, by the way. I've got a couple more TMs if you... need anything else in the future."
