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Ghengis Khan isn't the only one affected in insomnia. In the past 48 hours Anastasia has been more traumatized than in her entire 17 years. From a cat fight with the Silph to being near kidnapped and tortured, this whole journey shit is going the opposite of her way. The only good thing out of the night is the spinarak that now accompanies her. The little spider with a big name has lived up to his hype so far, and overall Anastasia enjoys his company much more than that of his floundering counterpart.
The night is dark and full of terrors. She refuses to stray from the path, flashlight ever bright, even under the moonlight. With her nerves on end, ever little sound the night brings is enough to make her jump (and then groan in pain, of course. Her ribs are going to be bruised for a while).
a misdreavus wandered the darkness that had enveloped the forest. she remained active, deciding to take it upon herself to guard over her slumbering mistress. the sounds that originated from nearby clumps of foliage left vivian curious to the life that occupied this land.
"mis."
she wandered about in an aimless fashion, but remained alert to anything that could possibly pose a threat.
"misdre?"
the sound of mumbling gathered her attention, and she eventually discovered that her mistress had awoken. andrea was mumbling something about 'taking a leak' as she disappeared behind a tree somewhere. vivan blinked before moving on, eventually crossing into the path. the beam of a flashlight settled onto her, likely unintentionally, and she turned sharply to face the woman with a noise akin to an offended hiss escaping her.
"missss!"
her lilac-tipped hair appeared to flow, large eyes dilated as she glared at the female human. vivian, then, seconds later, vanished into nothingness after releasing a terrible shriek.
The ghostly essence does all but make her run and take cover. The first sight of the thing appearing is enough to make her shriek, drop her flashlight, and check to make sure Ghengis is still with her. Her breathing elevates, shaky hands reach down for the torch, determined to not make a complete damsel of herself.
The situation is enough to shake her up, near completely- Anastasia is caught between the idea of running for her life or huddling in place. Regardless of what she chooses, her legs decide they want to stay stuck in place, temporarily paralyzed as her brain tries to rationalize what exactly just happened.
Post by andrea warren on Aug 15, 2015 12:42:16 GMT
"the fuck?"
andrea stumbled from the brush, her eyes partially closed with obvious bags underneath them. she squinted at the frightened woman's light.
"who the fuck are ya?"
the girl was covered in cream-colored pajamas that were rather plain. she appeared to have just awoken, her loose clothing and hair covered in the occasional bit of grass.
"misss."
her ghost-type pokemon appeared at her side, expression notably stoic.
"hey, girl. yer still up?"
the dark-haired girl scratched the ghost under the chin with a finger, a pleased noise escaping the creature in response.
A human voice is enough to make her look up, and enough to send a wave of humiliation over her. Then again, who would have reacted any differently? It's dark. Ghosts are terrifying- screaming ghosts are what nightmares are made of. She pushes herself to her feet, shining her torch in the direction of Andrea's voice, almost surprised to see such innocent garb on the owner of such a wretched pokemon.
"Sorry for waking you up," she grumbles, reluctant to offer any apologies when that stupid ghost was the one who wasn't trained. In her choas, Anastasia looks down to see that she's released her own pokemon- both Ghengis Khan and Augustus Caesar (formally Astor) stare up at her expectantly. A small snip and she huffs in frustration, shaking the pinching crab off of her leg. The thing is rowdy- and new. She's still deciding how she feels about it, but right now its company is welcome. "Tch," she huffs, rolling her eyes at the stranger's question. "Another girl walking around at night, trainer number seven-hundred eighty two, does it matter?" Honestly, names weren't always required. She's not thrilled to have an encounter in the first place.
in response to the sarcastic tone, andrea's glare became much more prominent. only when the female reluctantly surrendered the information that the cranky coordinator had desired did her expression soften somewhat.
"andrea," she replied.
her voice was raspy, hinting toward her state of mind as she blinked the sleep away from her eyes. eventually, the girl's focus transferred from the white-haired gal to the pokemon who stood before her.
"cute," she commented.
"miss!"
andrea continued to pet her ghost-type, the creature releasing yet another string of delighted noises.
"ain't too safe ta be movin' around in the dark, yeah? ya don't look like yer use ta it."
Never did she think she'd be making an introduction at such an ungodly hour. She only offers a quick nod, glancing down at the Krabby at Andrea's remark. "Hardly," she huffs, taking a cautious step away from the crab pokemon, who only scuttles toward her. "He's too riled up for this time of night," she speaks again, defeat in her voice. Still, his presence was welcome, even if his behavior wasn't.
"I'm not," she says quickly, shuffling her feet. "I was trying to get a head start on the road before sunrise." She's much rather get ahead of the Silph girl while she still could- being behind would only give the prissy blonde more leverage.
"It's not working out great, though."
August Caesar (formally Astor) decides that, in the middle of Anastasia's mumbling, he wishes to not only rile his new master up, but the other as well. In an almost pathetically desperate display, the Krabby blubbers a few cries and a lackluster mud sport.
A mortified Anastasia can only look on as mud is slung in various directions, dirtying her socks and portions of her blouse.
andrea smiled in reaction to the small pokemon's display. if the young woman decided to raise him, it was likely that the riled creature would develop into a fine companion.
"he's cute," she said. "looks young, too."
she released a quiet laugh, tempted to crouch and beckon the young water-type over. but she remained idle instead.
"lemme introduce myself properly. 'mm andrea. coordinator and an aspiring dark master. at yer service, yeah? my pokemon and i know our way 'round the dark real well. i could point ya in the right direction... or have one of 'em guide ya along - offer a bit 'o protection, even. but everythin' has a price, yeah?"
despite how tired she might be, she was always in the mood to experience a good battle. this was the perfect time to exercise, no matter how much she wanted to retire and tuck herself away the shadows.
Oh. A formal introduction. Anastasia sighs, offers a small curtsy. "Nice to meet you," she mumbles, glancing up at the offer. It would be nice-- of course she'd have to pay. Anastasia sighs, already reaching for a wallet when Andrea mentions a battle instead. She looks to the krabby, back to Andrea.
It's an inevitable loss.
But, the experience wouldn't hurt.
"I'm just a trainer," and a beginner at that. What kind of trainer would she be if she didn't accept a helpful challenge? With a quick nod, she paces herself backward, giving space between the two. "Sounds fair." Augustus picks up on what's happening quick enough, and jumps into place. He's more than happy to position himself, claws up, eyes gleaming even in the dark. Another mud sport shows his excitement, useless as it is.
Anastasia finds herself at a bit of a loss- does she make the first move? Does she wait? Her eyes flit to the ghost pokemon- will it be her opponent? For now all she can do is swallow her anxiety and wait on Andrea.
augustus caesar (formally astor) - krabby 07 - male - hyper cutter bubble . mud sport . ice beam . vice grip
satisfied by the female's compliance, andrea retreated a couple of steps. she gestured for her misdreavus to follow her lead until both coordinator and trainer had left their pokemon adequate space to spar. she then considered the krabby, clicking her tongue before reaching into the deep pockets of her pajamas and producing a single red and white sphere.
"stunk!"
the skunk pokemon blinked, peering at his opponent with curious eyes. there was a hungry look in his eye after a quick visual examination was conducted, claws scraping against the soft grasses as he took on a predatory stance.
"yer free ta go first, babe," the coordinator crooned.
fiore's whiskers twitched.
stench - - lv10 - - 100% focus energy - - scratch - - screech - - fury swipes - - poison gas fiore is on standby!
She takes a deep breath, trying her best to calm any nerves pre-battle. Her experiences is limited to wild pokemon and trainers back home- how they do it in Hoenn will be a new experience, one she's willing to try. "Keep him still, Augustus!" she barks, only able to watch as the krabby races forward with extended claws. "Blast him with an ice beam when you're close!" She can only hope that the crab pokemon's accuracy will improve with a closer range.
She makes a reminder to show some sort of appreciation to Andrea when this is over. Win or lose, she'll be getting help in more ways than one, and that's more than almost anyway (Darby aside) has done for her since she's moved to this seemingly awful region.
-- health: 100% ailments: none krabby used vice grip! [predicted: 14.2-20] krabby used ice beam! has a 10% chance to freeze the target. [predicted: 14.2-17.3]
augustus caesar (formally astor) - krabby 07 - male - hyper cutter bubble . mud sport . ice beam . vice grip
