Post by Hydrangea Blithe on May 30, 2015 20:09:57 GMT
Mercurio Warren
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 | Pound | Meditate | Baton Pass | ABILITY: Reckless Moves | Moves | Moves Always Watching |
This was her prime, the darkness of the night made her eyes twitch back and forth, lingering on nothing in particular and looking for someone, or something, to go home with. Could be a Pokemon, something that she could sell, or could be a trainer with a big bust or a throbbing--Personality. Yes, throbbing personality. She staggered a bit, the alcohol that traced her system could have been extinguished if she had gotten a bite to eat before, but man, why waste such a beautiful night when you could look at the moving stars in the sky.
Were they supposed to move?
Who cares, it was pretty anyway.
Leaning up against the nearest tree, she listened to the echo of the Pokemons' cries, listening to their heated chirps, and low grunting cries. Maybe they were having a better night than she was. At least, that is what it sounded like to the clearly inebriated breeder.
A cleared hand brushed the sweat from her forehead before she leaned her head against the tree, wondering if the heat that was radiating from her chest was from the booze or from desire. She couldn't exactly help from feeling horny, the alcohol didn't help that case and she knew it. There had to be someone that wasn't twelve and was okay to take a pretty girl home.
She wasn't going to settle for anyone that young, even she, with low standards had some form of Standards.
"Mienfoo!" The pokemon called out, tugging at the side of her arm with his own tiny paws. Turning her head, Hydra pushed her hair out of her face, before looking to her pokemon. "Foo? Who let you out of your pokeball? Who said you could be walking around like this? Its dangerous at night. You know that." Had she done that? Maybe the danger of the night had made her throw her Mienfoo out for her own protection. While this drunk, it was probably a good idea to do so.
Taking her luck she patted the little guy on the head. "Its okay, i'm fine. We can go if you like?" Disgruntled, the pokemon smacked her hand away and pointed, his head turning to the shaking grass across from them.
Grass? Pokemon? Much larger than a pokemon. Maybe a man? Or a really tall woman. Straightening herself out, she waved her pokemon forward, stumbled once and caught herself, leaning back on one leg to give the wobbly fame some sort of stability.
The face, the face was familiar, someone she had seen before? Someone she had fucked? Maybe, just maybe. "Hello Handsome." She gave a coy smile before crossing both arms under her bust, making sure both girls looked fine. "Do I know you from somewhere? Or something? I am positive we have met....but, maybe not with so much clothing on."
She was sure if she saw what was in his pants that there would be more to remember than his face. Besides, it was dark, and starting to screw with her senses.
Were they supposed to move?
Who cares, it was pretty anyway.
Leaning up against the nearest tree, she listened to the echo of the Pokemons' cries, listening to their heated chirps, and low grunting cries. Maybe they were having a better night than she was. At least, that is what it sounded like to the clearly inebriated breeder.
A cleared hand brushed the sweat from her forehead before she leaned her head against the tree, wondering if the heat that was radiating from her chest was from the booze or from desire. She couldn't exactly help from feeling horny, the alcohol didn't help that case and she knew it. There had to be someone that wasn't twelve and was okay to take a pretty girl home.
She wasn't going to settle for anyone that young, even she, with low standards had some form of Standards.
"Mienfoo!" The pokemon called out, tugging at the side of her arm with his own tiny paws. Turning her head, Hydra pushed her hair out of her face, before looking to her pokemon. "Foo? Who let you out of your pokeball? Who said you could be walking around like this? Its dangerous at night. You know that." Had she done that? Maybe the danger of the night had made her throw her Mienfoo out for her own protection. While this drunk, it was probably a good idea to do so.
Taking her luck she patted the little guy on the head. "Its okay, i'm fine. We can go if you like?" Disgruntled, the pokemon smacked her hand away and pointed, his head turning to the shaking grass across from them.
Grass? Pokemon? Much larger than a pokemon. Maybe a man? Or a really tall woman. Straightening herself out, she waved her pokemon forward, stumbled once and caught herself, leaning back on one leg to give the wobbly fame some sort of stability.
The face, the face was familiar, someone she had seen before? Someone she had fucked? Maybe, just maybe. "Hello Handsome." She gave a coy smile before crossing both arms under her bust, making sure both girls looked fine. "Do I know you from somewhere? Or something? I am positive we have met....but, maybe not with so much clothing on."
She was sure if she saw what was in his pants that there would be more to remember than his face. Besides, it was dark, and starting to screw with her senses.
