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Post by emma kasperson on Jun 27, 2015 8:40:37 GMT
"alice!"
"aliiiice!"
emma stomps on the ground. the dang swablu wouldn't come down. she'd been sitting there for a while. and she wouldn't come down. "alice! come down here right now or -- or i'm telling mom!" she says, although it's an empty threat. emma simple has too much pride for that. she wouldn't call home unless it is an emergency. and considering the circumstances, it pretty much is.
the swablu suddenly takes off and starts to fly away. emma runs behind to follow her. at this rate they'd never get out of this route! and if they dont get out soon, they'll never be able to be champions! alice is just out of her reach. if maybe she was a little bit more taller and a smidge faster she'd be able to pluck alice out of the air.
but it's not long before she suddenly crashes into a person. emma falls back, although the person's probably a lot older than she is. she rubs her bottom and groans.
IF GOD HAD A FACE WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE AND WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE IF SEEING MEANT THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THINGS LIKE HEAVEN AND IN JESUS AND THE SAINTS AND ALL THE PROPHETS
The egg was starting to take a while to hatch, which made Benji curious as to what could be in it. He racked his brains for what might possibly take so long to hatch, or more specifically, what sort of bird would take so long to hatch. Having not a clue, he settled for simply looking at the egg miserably as he walked along the route, trying to warm it so that it would hatch already.
He was never an impatient man, but egg sitting was getting on his nerves already. He was a researcher, not really breeder material. He wasn't sure what had possessed him to mark that option when he was first applying for his license.
Benji heard fluttering of wings, looking up to spot a familiar cottony bird taking off. Instinct drove him to follow it, but he wasn't expecting a tackle from the back of his legs. He stumbled, but didn't fall, cradling his prized egg close and making sure it wasn't hurt or anything. He turned to see which troublesome child had caused it, only to look surprised.
Post by emma kasperson on Jun 27, 2015 16:12:58 GMT
thanks a lot alice, emma thinks as she rubs her sore bottom. it was such a good day! they had their first battle and they were so close to the town, but now the swablu was just making things difficult. she huffs, finally taking the time to look up at the person when he says her name.
"benji! hi!!" she chirps, picking herself up and reaching forward for a hug. she saw him in lilycove all the time, but one day he left. her mom told her that he was a model now. she even saw him on magazines, which is the coolest thing ever, because she knows a real life celebrity -- and he's standing right in front of her!
alice is still chirping, flying circles above them. she's triumphant over the little girl. emma looks at him imploringly. she knows she should act cool around him. celebrities totally hated being fawned over, but he can totally help her out! emma reaches forward to tug slightly on his sleeve and points at the bird.
"can you help me please? alice doesn't want to listen to me."
Post by BENJI FAIRFAX on Jun 28, 2015 11:24:30 GMT
god is good,
IF GOD HAD A FACE WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE AND WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE IF SEEING MEANT THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THINGS LIKE HEAVEN AND IN JESUS AND THE SAINTS AND ALL THE PROPHETS
The last time Benji saw Emma, she was what - seven? Things had barely changed. She was still small as ever. He towered over her, a good foot taller than her small and petite frame. He had to crouch down to return her hug. "Hey," he greeted. "What the-- What are you doing out here?" he refrained from profanities in front of her. He could at least do that much for her.
At her request, Benji glanced upward and noticed the creature fluttering around. "Oh... she's yours?" he gestured to her. "Yeah, I can do that."
He didn't bring treats out today, seeing as Benji was only looking to try and hatch his egg some. He strolled towards the Swablu and raised his hand, softly whistling a Swablu's cry to try and strike a chord with the cotton bird.
Post by emma kasperson on Jun 29, 2015 2:10:06 GMT
benji looks so cool! like a model in a magazine, but he's not on a magazine, he's right in front of her! well, he is a model but for some reason he's out here, too. regardless, emma's excited to see him. "i'm a trainer now! isn't that great?" she says, slightly bragging, because most people her age are in school studying pokemon and here she is, meeting them in person.
"what about you? you're not travelling across the cities to buy clothes or something?" she heard that he was a model and not much else. emma practically idolizes him. she wants to be famous, too. being the top trainer would help with that.
"thanks a bunch!" she jumps. alice is easily swayed. she lands on his open palm and twitters back. why didn't she think of that? she looks at him in slight awe. that's so cool! he just saved her butt. who knows how long it would've taken to catch her pokemon alone. aren't they supposed to listen to you? she huffs and folds her arm across her chest. "yeah, alice doesn't listen sometimes. isn't that right?" the pokemon in name haughtily tilts her chin in agreement. swablu may be cute, but it's so hard to make them listen sometimes!
she sighs, "benji, how do you make pokemon listen to you?"
Post by BENJI FAIRFAX on Jun 29, 2015 14:42:47 GMT
god is good,
IF GOD HAD A FACE WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE AND WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE IF SEEING MEANT THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THINGS LIKE HEAVEN AND IN JESUS AND THE SAINTS AND ALL THE PROPHETS
"Mm hmm," he replied. Emma was a little young... most people started formally learning about Pokemon at her age, but she had always been quite the go getter. "I went to seek out the Fortree gym leader as an apprentice," he explained. "Now I'm helping Professor Birch with research." Normally, he might have cast a judgemental look towards annyone who suggested he was buying clothes, but the person in question was Emma. Sweet Emma. No one could be mad at Emma.
First rule of bird handling was to never approach the bird, but to let the bird approach you. His mentor had said so, and he could only watch in awe as they commanded flying types like a seasoned pro. He had always been envious, doing everything in his power to learn from them. He liked to think that it was finally paying off. He repeated the Swablu's twitters and chirps, holding her out for her trainer like a delicate flower.
He let out a contemplative hum at the young girl's training woes. He didn't think that he was in a position to be giving advice, though. "I just... let them do what they want. I make sure I'm firm with them so they don't climb all over my head." The last bit, he meant both literally and metaphorically. "I guess you could get a few badges. Pokemon will recognise those as symbols of your strength. It'll help them to listen."
"woow, so you're smart and famous!" emma says, not realizing that some people might take that the wrong way. it isn't that famous people are dumb, but that they usually aren't researchers. not that researchers aren't famous either, but they usually aren't models and researchers. benji is both, and that's the coolest thing ever.
she takes alice from benji, wrapping her hands delicately around the swablu's puffy wings and holding her close to her chest. "swaaah." she sings, smoothing down any ruffled feathers and snuggling close to emma. she's a lot more chipper than she was before.
"thanks benji, i'll keep that in mind." she says, taking that advice to heart. emma guesses that if alice wants to fly, then she'll let her. but she has to follow her and make sure nothing bad happens -- yeah, that's good advice! and she'll definitely get all the badges in the circuit before going to the elite four.
but she'll have fun on the way. and help people -- she doesn't have to rush all the way to the top just yet. she looks up at him. "do you need any help with your research?"
IF GOD HAD A FACE WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE AND WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE IF SEEING MEANT THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THINGS LIKE HEAVEN AND IN JESUS AND THE SAINTS AND ALL THE PROPHETS
Emma was laying on the compliments real thick. Benji couldn't bring himself to fault her, though. there was something about her sweet, innocent nature that Benji couldn't reject. even watching her with the Swablu, he felt oddly at ease, reminiscing simpler times when he let her tag along with games or let her come over and play with his plushies. Things had changed a fair bit since then.
Benji rubbed his chin in thought. He wasn't sure if Emma could really help. It wasn't like she could write papers and stuff for him. Her Swablu, however... he could probably collect data on that. "Well, I guess if you want to help... let me just collect the dex information, alright?" With a free hand, Benji fished for his Pokedex, activating it by pressing the centre button.
It pinged into action. Benji held it out for it to scan and register the Swablu's information.
Post by BENJI FAIRFAX on Jul 17, 2015 13:03:34 GMT
god is good,
IF GOD HAD A FACE WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE AND WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE IF SEEING MEANT THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THINGS LIKE HEAVEN AND IN JESUS AND THE SAINTS AND ALL THE PROPHETS
He kept a safe distance from the Swablu, not wishing to rile the Pokemon up. The Pokedex pinged as it registered information into the Pokedex. Emma might have overestimated Benji a tad too much. Truth was, the breeder was just as much of a newbie as Emma. While he had more time grooming his Pokemon, that had been about it. He hadn't really been given much time to obtain more Pokemon. Not that he minded. Arthur was enough trouble as it was.
"Mm," he hummed contemplatively, lowering his body and showing it to Emma. "Swablu has light and fluffy wings that are like cottony clouds. This Pokémon is not frightened of people. It lands on the heads of people and sits there like a cotton-fluff hat. Swablu loves to make things clean. If it spots something dirty, it will wipe and polish it with its cottony wings. If its wings become dirty, this Pokémon finds a stream and showers itself."
What a mouthful. It felt like he was reading a bedtime story to Emma. It was hard to wrap his mind around the fact that he was a whopping nine years older than her and she was a whole foot shorter than him... he couldn't help but to think of her as the small child that once tugged at his pants and followed him around like a little puppy.
"Thanks, Emma. I really appreciate it. If you ever find any other Pokemon, you could let me collect their data as well?"
Post by emma kasperson on Jul 24, 2015 9:48:47 GMT
emma leans closer as the pokedex finally registers alice. the swablu chirps as she sees a clone of herself in screen, puffing out her chest and snuggling into emma's arms in content. she's a great pokemon. it only makes sense that she's in a pokedex already. "yeah, you're famous alice." emma snorts. she rolls her eyes before focusing them on the screen in front of her.
she listens to benji read it out loud. wow, that did fit alice pretty well. she always sat on her head and made sure everything was clean. emma always thought that alice was just a neat freak, but maybe she was doing the right thing for her species. "wow that's kinda accurate." emma says. she steps back from the pokedex and beams at him.
"yeah yeah! i'll give you a call!" she says before realizing that couldn't really make one. because she doesn't have his number. emma realizes the error in her sentence and smiles sheepishly. she pulls out her own phone and offers it to him.
IF GOD HAD A FACE WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE AND WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE IF SEEING MEANT THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THINGS LIKE HEAVEN AND IN JESUS AND THE SAINTS AND ALL THE PROPHETS
It's... cute, he guessed. Benji wouldn't admit it, but his soft spot for Emma only grew when she was this cute. He averted his gaze, keeping his eyes on the screen and trying not to come off as a pedophile or something.
"They're handy for research," Benji boasted a little, all kinds of glad to be in the field of research now. A very satisfying trade to be in, especially when knowledge was infinite. With Pokedexes, it only seemed more accessible than ever before, too.
Blinking at her phone, it took a moment for him to register her request. "Ah... sure. Don't give it to other people, okay?" Being famous also meant that controlling his privacy was always a problem. Emma was young. He didn't need her to be sharing his number with everyone and getting teenagers texting him. He didn't want any of that sort of attention.
"Just call me on that number and I'll be right over," he explained, handing the phone back to her. A sudden jerk from his egg caused him to jump in surprise as it slipped from his grasp. "What the--" he cut himself off. No swearing in front of Emma - he couldn't taint her innocent self yet.
Cracks covered the entire egg as it shook violently. Benji took a step back as one hand burst through the shell. "...The egg's hatching."
alice struggles out of her arms and takes flight before landing on her head. she gets tired of being on emma's arms sometimes. maybe she just needs to be free. and emma, with benji's words echoing in her mind, doesn't argue with it.
"yeah, yeah no problem!" emma beams. she's not going to share it at all, especially if her friends ask. they'd have to deal with being envious of her, because she's so cool. she practically famous by association. she takes the phone back, snapping a quick picture of benji before putting it back into her bag.
there's a sudden thump on the ground as the egg falls from benji's arms. emma flinches -- she expected the egg to explode and splatter or something, but it just starts to shake a bit. the shell cracks. she edges closer to see what's happening. a hand breaks the top away. she giggles at the sight. what kind of pokemon would do that? she looks at benji for guidance.
