▪Mood: Irritated II ▫House: Salamence ▪Where: Museum II ▫With Who: Noibat (Ace)II ▪Word Count: ---
Skylar waited more as the students started to file into the museum. She hadn’t noticed the boy sneaking up behind her as of yet, so imagine her surprised and annoyance when she did finally see him. She glared at him, her arms crossed “again with the names! I told you to stop calling me weird names, I have one name. S.K.Y.L.A.R. Got it memorized you buffoon!” she said, rolling her eyes. Skylar then raised a brow as the moron then started to coax the horse to come over to him. Seriously, he really needed to take some proper English language classes because he seriously has some issues. He snickered “I am NOT interested, stop trying to get someone else pokemon to come over to you it’s just plain rude” she added. His antics at this point weren’t surprising anymore, why the heck was he even trying to get that ponyta to come over? There was no way a pokemon that pure hearted and majestic would come over to someone as stupid and psychotic as Hiaski.
At least that’s what she originally thought until the ponyta started to walk over. Skylar blinked. Seriously, it was seriously coming over to the moron?! She couldn’t believe it, how could the horse type pokemon actually think it was ok to get close to this idiot? Just as the fire-type came into the area, she noticed that it clomped over to her instead of Hisaki. She smiled a bit smugly at this. It was a good thing her train of thought was wrong earlier, because it that pokemon had gone over to Hisaki Skylar would have been very disappointed in it’s choice. It seemed that the horse pokemon only came over for some carrots, and it was clear to Skylar that Hisaki didn’t have any. She looked into the soft brown eyes of the pokemon, and she practically melted. She couldn’t say no to those eyes no matter how cold she was! She sighed, before bringing her bag over to her and pulling out some carrots. She was so thankful that she had grabbed some free samples at the marketplace before she came over here. At least they’d be put to good use. She then handed the carrots over and watched as the pokemon happily munched on them “at least you like them” she commented content.
It was then that a familiar voice called out to the pokemon, and Skylar looked up to see Alana running over to them. Skylar shrugged, as Alana greeted her “yes, hello again Alana” she commented emotionless. She couldn’t just ignore her greeting since that would have been rude. It was then that Alana seemed to turn her attention back onto Ace, and the small bat pokemon studied her before she spoke. He blinked and titled his head to the side as she stated not to tire himself. It was at that moment that the bat pokemon approved of this girl, and his eyes softened. He glided over, before plopping down on Alana’s head softly. Skylar sighed “Ace, that’s rude. You can’t just take a break on someone elses head” she scolded. The bat pokemon whined, but swiftly jumped up and flew over to Skylar and landed on her shoulders. Skylar nodded approvingly, before Alana wanted to know if they could continue their talk. She pursed her lips, she honestly wanted to be alone. However, that was unprofessional of her. She crossed her arms “Very well, ask what you want to ask… and as for you buzz beach boy” she said, shooing him away with her hand.
Just as she said this, she noticed more students were walking in. That was when she noticed the familiar black mob of hair of a boy and a bight green hair color of a girl. She raised a brow, as her hands moved towards their hands. She cringed, and tensed. How were they able to do something… something so intimate in public like that? Holding hands with the other gender was not simply something friends did, so that meant that these two must have been in some sort of special relationship. At least that’s what she was taught. Skylar also didn't miss the blush that invaded the young boys cheeks. Her eyes hardened as she noticed it was Marco. She should have known the boy was up to no good, why else would he join the supernatural studies club. Once more he had someone he was in THAT sort of relationship with. Had he no shame? Her opinion of him shot downwards, was he just trying to flirt with the girls in his class? Why else would he approach Skylar? She crossed her arms, she should of known. All men were like that, probably even the sea loving moron next to her.
Her suspicions were confirmed when yet another girl, a blond haired one, came up and practically removed the green haired girl from Marco. Anyone could see that the girl was trying to get the girl away from Marco, did she maybe like him and got jealous about the two holding hands? Curious, Skylar continued to watch. There was no way she was sticking her head into that mess, she did not need that drama. It was clear that two girls already seemed to be into Marco. Skylar didn’t want to bother with something that could turn into a disaster. The further away she was the better, after all girls could be a lot more vicious than guys ever could. Skylar's eyes darkened at the thought, she knew this type of scene well. It was one she didn’t want to experience ever again.
She was brought out of her thoughts when Tony announced they were starting the tour and that pokemon weren’t allowed. Skylar frowned at this, and she did understand to a certain degree as to why. However, she was hoping Ace could see the history with them too. She placed a hand on her hip, and followed the group inside. She really hoped Hisaki would leave her alone. Her wishes were smashed to pieces as all of a sudden something warm engulfed her hand. She tensed, her snapped her gaze to the hand that was wrapped around hers. She shook her arm furiously, earning her some glares but she didn’t care “what the heck! Let go you moronic lunatic! When the heck would holding hands be a rule, you don’t just hold hands all willy nilly seriously get the heck off!” she hissed lowly, struggling to rip her hand away from him. The boys grip, however, didn’t seem to loosen. She stomped her foot down on his foot, while yanking some more “I. Said. LET. Go.” she hissed dangerously low once more.
This boy just wouldn’t get over himself! It was then that he started to drag her… yes DRAG HER. He was holding her hand and forcing her to move forward with him to the next tour guide. Skylar couldn’t enjoy the history here, she was to busy glaring daggers at the man holding her hand.
Her skin was paler than usual, and her cheeks were pink with embarrassment. This was not lady-like at all! This wasn’t proper either! They weren’t even a couple, so why won’t he let go! She groaned annoyed as he asked her what her opinion was “my opinion is that you should release me this instant, I can’t concentrate with you getting all up in my personal bubble” she snapped in a whisper. It all seemed to go down hill when the boy tried to make a joke, and Skylar wanted to die. She needed this tour to end and fast. Just as she thought nothing else could get worse, Alana seemed to join in. Another hand wrapped around her free one, and Skylar then snapped her attention to her other side. Alana had her hands wrapped around hers this time. She groaned outwards “really? You two, what is wrong with you people, you don’t just hold hands in public” she hissed more.
Her complaints seemed to be ignored as they moved along with the group. Skylar walked, her skin pale. This wasn’t real, seriously this WAS.NOT.HAPPENING. These two acted like holding hands was nothing, but holding hands was supposed to be a very special thing. How could they do it in public like it was nothing? What was worse was that Skylar couldn’t do anything, for fear she might make a scene and get into trouble. All she could do was endure the best she could. Inside she was fuming, when they got out hell would be let lose that was for sure.
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▪Pokemon: Noibat II ▫Gender: ♂ II ▪Nature: Modest II ▫Level: 15 II ▪Ability: Infiltrator II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Moves: ► Bite (100% Accuracy, 30% Flinch) ► Supersonic (50% Accuracy) ► Gust (100% Accuracy) ► Leach Life: (100% Accuracy) II ▫Friendship Level: 90
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▪Mood: Tired II ▫House: Charizard, Room 100 II ▪Where: MuseumII ▫With Who: Rufflet (Rey), classmates II ▪Medicine: x10 II ▫Key-Items: x1 II ▪Pokeballs: x1 II ▫Profile: X
Ray waited a bit sheepishly alone by the museum door. He just hoped someone he knew would get here soon, his anxiety was raising by the second. He knew it was stupid to have thoughts like this, and most of his thoughts contradicted themselves. He knew he should be alone and shouldn't have friends, his sister would like that he was living her life like this. On the other hand deep down he wanted companionship, he hated feeling like this. It was like he was being ripped apart on the inside. He was growing tired of it all, what was the point? He missed his sister, he missed her smile, and he missed living life to the fullest with her. Right now he just felt so... incomplete, so broken. Marcus helped him fill a bit of the missing pieces, as well as Koru, but there were some pieces even they couldn't fill. Her wrapped his hand around his arm awkwardly as he watched the flood of students. It was then he noticed Koru arrive and fear struck his heart. Their eyes met briefly and he froze in place. This was it, she was finally going to confront him now that he was alone. He waited, and waited, and waited for it to happen. However, nothing happened. He blinked as he watched her retreating figure.
It surprised him, had she maybe given up on him? Apart of him was relieved, another part was saddened. He probably had just pushed her away, but it was for the best. Koru probably wanted to tell him that he was a good for nothing cry-baby that needed to get his act together. She'd probably state she didn't need someone like him as a friend, not that he blamed her if that was the case. It was the reason he was avoiding her, he was scared. His breath was a bit ragged, but eventually as the negative thoughts died down he returned to his somewhat neutral state. It was then that Tony announced the tour was starting and that all pokemon were to stay in their pokeballs. So he reluctantly recalled Rey into his pokemon and began to move forward. However, after feeling a tap on his should he tensed and paled a bit. Was that Koru, has she changed her mind and decided to come over and question him?
His breath hitched, but he relaxed when he heard the voice behind him. Marcus. Ray placed a heavy hand on his chest so hat he could stop the rapid beating of his weak heart. He looked at the ground sheepishly as Marcus stated he got him breakfast, and that they should get some food later since there was some really cool things. He munched on a bit of food in order to appease Marcus, before nodding softly "ok, that sounds... like a good idea" he said softly, before placing the rest of the food given to him in his backpack. Ray followed alongside Marcus as the tour started, and noticed a few people holding hands. It was like half the class all of a sudden was holding hands. First the black and green haired girl, then three others after that. Where they supposed to hold hands or something? Did he maybe space out when the teacher was talking? He pursed his lips and looked at his hand, and then Marcus's. Where they supposed to hold hands with a buddy so they didn't get lost? That would make sense after all, but maybe Marcus knew?
Before he could ask, Marcus stated he wanted one and Ray looked down to see a knife. He titled his head a bit to the side, before looking at the sparkle in Marcus's eyes. He sheepishly nodded "it is cool... I'm not sure what I'd do with a knife like that though... knowing me I'd just hurt myself" he commented softly. It was then that he took the chance to ask Marcus if he missed anything. Ray looked at his hand again, before yanking on his sleeve lightly "hey are we supposed to hold hands or something so we don't get lost? Cause it looks like everyone else is doing it..." he commented, motioning to Skylar, Alana, Hisaki, Marco, Faye, and Iris. He pursed his lips "er... I mean we don't have to if you're against it though! I uh... just thought maybe we were supposed to was all... I'm sorry just forget I said anything..." he whispered, a bit embarrassed. He didn't realize how stupid his question was. He really just wants to hide in a hole now....
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▪Pokemon: Rufflet (Rey) II ▫Gender: ♂ II ▪Nature: Adamant II ▫Level: 5 II ▪Ability: Sheer Force II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Move Set: ► Peck (100% Accuracy) ► Leer (100% Accuracy) ► Fury Attack (80% Accuracy) ► --- II ▫Friendship Level: 90
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As Hisaki held misha hand as she scolded him, nothing new to him anyways. Though she did state her name which made him happy~. As he grabbed her hand and dragged her, skylar stomped on his foot which did cause pain and just tighten his grip on her hand. Forever for awhile, having a limp while walking.
As she called him a moronic lunatic and question why he was holding her hand. He spoke happily "It's always good to have a accountabilibuddy~. So if someone gets in trouble, and if one of us is blamed we know we didn't do it." Though when he led the group he oddly felt like the grim reaper was around... Probably just his imagination.
When she snapped at him in a whisper, hisaki looked at skylar, doing the toothy smile, the same from the cafe as he placed his forehead and spoke kindly and happily to the hostile women "Hehe, you know. You're kinda cute when your face is pink, sky~." He let his words sink in and before she got the chance he separated his forehead from hers so she couldn't bite his face off or something. She already stomped his foot hard enough to cause him to limp a bit, rather not risk being damaged any further.
When he herd Alana comment on his joke Hisaki pouted and spoke slightly happy but sadness was in his tone "It's.. Its a important buddha monk who reincarnates... Well what ever~!" Looking away pouting "Parents would of loved that joke~... Don't have to impress you two nu-uh~...." Hisaki was 100% pouting.
Even when skylar stated something about holding hands as he lifted up his left hand, skylar right hand as he stared at it blankly as he looked at skylar "From where i am, despite the fact you probably don't care what so ever with the basic trends. Is pretty common from where i live. Does it mean something different with you two or something?" He had a general curiosity about if something so natural for him to do was more... unique for there life style. That and... He was slightly confused by skylar statement and returned to looking at his hand holding skylars with a raised eyebrow.
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Although Ponyta’s behavior was one to be discussed about…such thoughts were whisked away by a single bat creature. Oh~ OH~ If only others could understand this 10-year-old girl’s blissful moment. Her mind, body, emotions were all sky high as she could feel a small bit of heat on the top of her head. While its partner may consider its attitude rude, by no means did Alana think such a thing! Ace was more than happy to rest on her head for as long as it wanted to. If that sort of thing would fly with Chespin was quite the question. It looked towards the bat Pokemon but it wasn’t quite sure how to feel about it just yet. Should it feel jealous? Should it look the other way? Or should it consider that this Pokemon was the key for Alana and Skylar to become something more? The Pokemon was thinking about a potential friendship blooming between the two since they would be spending more time with each other. ”Its quite alright Moore, I’m more than happy to exchange greetings with Ace.” The bat Pokemon flapped back to the Salamance girls but it gave Alana a beautiful gift. Not only was she able to make some sort of contact with an adorable appearing Pokemon but she was able to even win its trust, though that might be debatable. It was still a happy feeling with absolutely nothing being able to dampen her mood. Including Moore’s emotionless greet was not able to take away the warmth that lingered on her head. The same was said of the fire horse. With those beautiful, triangular, orange carrots in its view….oh how they glistened in the sunshine. One bite, another bite, maybe even a third bite could not sate its taste. YES! It did judge this girl nicely for she bestowed upon it the wonders of the Earth! That is why it was so reluctant to go back to its Pokeball. It wanted more of those carrots, it wanted to be fed, it wanted to taste the glory of it all. The horse was being a bit overdramatic but what can be said of a sheltered horse that had to find its own food.
It was still quite nice to know that Alana could continue to speak with Spazz about club activities. Although, it didn’t really seem like this was the right setting when they all entered the museum. There were going to be people talking about history…a history that had no relevance to how she was going to be a better Breeder. It wasn’t as if she didn’t appreciate it but it had nothing to do with what she wanted to do in life. If it was trying to excite her then it didn’t do it for her. There was nothing wrong with the tour guide or those that may follow but it wasn’t as if the relics were going to excite her unless there was something about Pokemon in them. The child returned to the reality that was present when Moore appeared to be taken aback by the sudden hand grabbing. Even when Moore asked what was wrong with the two, the Kingdra girl just cocked to her head to the side. The child didn’t think that there was anything wrong with two girls holding hands. ”Does your culture not do this?” The girl cocked her head back up straight. ”In my culture we often hold hands with others so that we don’t get lost. Especially on field trips…you hold hand with a buddy or even two. I think it’s called the Buddy System in other places? I mean, I’m sorry I sort of assumed this was something everyone on a school trip knew…” Though it wasn’t just field trips that was a reasoning for others to hold hands. Friends held hands, buddies held hands, people who often played together held hands, those who worked together held hands; the list could be quite long. Some would said that holding hands was to make sure that no one would get lost. If they did get lost then they would get lost together. It was meant as a safety net but there were still other hidden meanings to it. What holding hands with Moore meant would be shrouded in mystery for the moment.
’Accountabilibuddy? What does that mean?’ Breaking down the word was a good start so she tried to do that. ’Buddy is a buddy, someone who is kind of like a friend or at least someone who you would want to get lost with and eat something yummy with. Account…ummmm to take care of someone’s actions? So….is it a buddy that you look after or take care of their actions? I mean…are we that close yet…is this…how it works? Or is he just being odd again?’ The poor thing grew confused as she tried to think deeper on the subject. ”I suppose that makes sense,” even with hearing his definition, the child wanted to create her own. ’Its like if someone was saying we did something wrong and we didn’t do something wrong. Our buddy would be proof that we didn’t do anything wrong.’ Though the strangeness continued on through. This one…the poor girl was fighting against looking away or just trying to brace her inner weakness. With forehead on forehead the scene looked so intimate but with Hisaki there it felt like that scene was dulled down. Yet his words seemed so…so beyond her that it was something that her cheeks lit up to. ’I shouldn’t be blushing about this…wait….I don’t think Hisaki has special feelings for Moore….or is he the type that likes pain? My brother told me something about this….but…what were they called again?’ Whether she wanted to remember the word or not would not play itself in this conversation. Thankfully, the scene ended rather quickly and the strange boy called Hisaki went back to his old self. ”I-I’m sorry Hisaki…I..don’t know a whole lot of details…” The child was raised without the family centering itself around religion. Certainly she knew something here and there but main details were unknown. Even while he pouted it seemed like a semi-steamy scene from before was a lie. His pouty face was what she somewhat grasped about his character. ’What an…oddball?’
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Pokemon:Chespin Gender:♀ Lv:8 Ability:Bulletproof▹not affected by ball and bomb moves, as well as some cannon-based attacks. Exp:0/1000 Personality: Impish Moves:Spike▹ Tackle▹ -50 HP {100 Acc.} Rolloutl▹ -30 HP {90% Acc.} Vine Whip▹ -45 HP {100% Acc.}
Pokemon: Ponyta Gender: ♂ Lv: 7 Ability:▹Flash Fire: Immune to Fire-type Attacks and Raises own Fire-type Attack Exp:0/1000 Personality: Hasty Moves:▹ Tackle -50 HP {100% Acc.} ▹ Growl {100% Acc.} ▹ Tail Whip {100% Acc.} ▹Ember {100% Acc.}
✵Location⋭Lamia Historic Museum✵Company⋭Riko, Iris, Marco
The Aztec Exhibits were pretty cool. An ancient culture that wasn't around anymore. Faye had to admit, it was kinda neat. And the artifacts were interesting too. The stone calendar had a lot of carvings on it. It must have taken a while to make it, if the people then didn't have much for tools. Marco seemed to really like it. Faye frowned a bit when Iris skipped around her to stand on the other side of the boy, but she seemed to be only interested in looking at the Exhibits, so she didn't think much on it. Besides, it would look very odd if she pushed between them again. So she stomped down on the urge to pull the green haired girl away and followed the class to the next Exhibit. Marco ducked to the front of the class and Faye used her smaller size to follow, dodging around her fellow classmates. Marco was fast and despite herself, his enthusiasm for the Museum Exhibits was catchy. The blond girl found herself smiling and giggling in excitement as she caught up with the Charizard boy, "Marco...Calm down. The Museum's not going to vanish into thin air if you're not the first in." Faye giggled a bit as she spoke, giving the statement a teasing, lighthearted tone.
Faye let herself be carried along by the group, listening as the now female Guide talked about a new culture. The Inca. The artifacts were all very shiny, a lot of them made out of gold. Her eyes gleamed as she looked over them, they were so pretty. Faye made a note to call her parents and demand some new accessories, made out of gold and turquoise like one of the necklaces she studied. Faye lost track of Marco a bit way through the Exhibit, but she didn't mind much. She was a little distracted by the cool Inca items in the room. She did bump into Iris and grinned a bit at the Flygon girl, "I thought this thing was going to be boring....but its kinda neat huh?"
Miss Rowan finished talking and told them they could ask questions if they wanted. Marco raised his hand, asking about some kind of Fortress. Faye didn't know that the dark haired boy knew anything about ancient cultures. Guess he was pretty smart. Faye made her way around several students to stand beside Marco. Tilting her head a bit, she waited till he was done talking and had gotten a reply from Miss Rowan before speaking to him, "I didn't know you knew anything about this kind of stuff Marco. Do you read a lot? Is that how you know about the Incas?" Faye was curious about the dark haired boy's life. Really, he hadn't said much about himself. And, seeing as he made her feel funny, she should know a bit more about him.
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So far, so good. The kids seemed to be taking in the Inca Exhibit well. They were all behaving, not touching anything or running around screaming like she'd half expected. Having the Teachers present probably also helped, but Rowan was glad she didn't have to call for security or anything. She was even more pleased when some of the children raised their hands and asked a few questions. Rowan enjoyed her job, she liked teaching young minds about the past. After all, the past is what made the future possible. "Ah yes, La Fortaleza de Paramonga. Excellent question. The Fortress itself was built into the side of a mountain spur that overlooks a coastal desert plains at the mouth of the Fortaleza river. It is true that the Inca people overcame the great city and occupied it for many generations. Paramonga would have most defiantly been converted into a shire for the Inca Gods, as they believed that their deities guided all their failings and victories." Rowan directed Marco's and the rest of the students paying attention to a picture on the wall of a large, pyramid like city labeled the Paramonga complex.
Leaving Marco and his friends to debate over the large ancient building, Rowan kept moving through the group of students. A brunette girl hanging out with a rather loud boy and a sullen looking lavender haired girl was studying a statue of a Llama and Rowan overheard her question as she passed by. Pausing, the Guide smiled as she answered, "The Dalai Lama isn't an animal. He's actually a type of monk from another culture, one more focused on spiritual belief than religious. Llama's were important in the Inca culture. They were the primary transportation source for the empire, which had a vast mountain road system but no wheels. They were very hardy animals and carried all sorts of loads, from water to building materials. Llama fur also provided wool for textiles. After their deaths, llamas provided hide for leathers and meat for food." Rowan smiled softly at Alana, hoping that she answered the question she asked. Wandering back through the group, it looked like a number of them were holding hands. That was fine, it would keep them from getting lost. The pink haired Guide kept walking among the students, ready to answer any question if they had more.
"Hwah?" Kirsi awoke to the sound of the door closing behind Koru. Her eyes slowly rolled over the empty beds of her roommates. "Oh no!" Kirsi shot up, bringing the bed covers with her. The book she had been reading (and maybe stayed up way too late finishing) fell to the floor, startling Chance awake. "Chance! Why didn't you wake me up?" Kirsi cried, scrambling out of bed. Chance merely wagged his tail happily. Kirsi had very clearly told him to not bother her last night while she was reading, so he had done just that even when it was morning. "You're so stupid cute I can't stay mad," Kirsi pouted. She yanked out her clothes and threw them on, skorts and a shirt under her usual blue jacket. "Come on, Chance. If we're late we'll be in trouble!"
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Kirsi arrived at the museum just in time to hear that she had to put Chance away. She tried to argue that Chance was well trained, but it was clear she didn't have a choice. Kirsi grumbled as she did it; this day was off to a bad start. A man introduced himself as their tour guide and led them inside, introducing them to a room of exhibits. Kirsi walked from one place to the next, never really reading any of the plaques describing the displays. She was sort of a little bit ignoring Koru. Unfortunately, as soon as Kirsi decided it was stupid and she wanted to find the other girl, a new tour guide took over and led them to the next room.
Kirsi thought this lady was much more interesting than that last guy. Actually, that was just because the only thing she'd really found interesting so far was when she talked about the Khipu. Kirsi stared at the various ropes on display, trying to make out some kind of pattern. Did she really enjoy figuring it out on her own, or was she just too stubborn to ask?
Kirsi was finally pulled out of her thoughts (saved from her thoughts, really) when she heard talk of a fortress, or "Fortaleza". Kirsi inched closer while pretending to be looking at the nearby displays so she could hear. Wow, a real-life fortress. It evoked a fantastical image in her head, one that would fit right into a fantasy novel. Kirsi turned to sneak a peek at the complex. "Guh." That picture of a mound of dirt was not what she was expecting at all.
With a disgusted look on her face, Kirsi turned back to the necklace she had been pretending to look at. "Maybe back then this stuff was cool," she mumbled. Now it was all dirty and old, all the colors faded like their life had been sapped out. Nothing like she imagined in her head.
Now that she wasn't being stupid, Kirsi made her way over to Koru. "Morning," she said. She intended to say it brightly so Koru knew she wasn't mad, but Kirsi was so bummed out by the exhibit not being cool (with live dragons and magic and sword fights being a few examples) that he morning came out very deadpan...emphasis on the "dead" part.
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Skylar sighed, this was really a big pain for her. Holding hands was not something she wanted to do, especially with this idiot next her. It was then that Hisaki mentioned something about accountabilibuddy. What did that even mean?! It was then that he added that if someone gets into trouble, and that if one of us was blamed then the others knew that they really didn't do it. She pondered the thought, so he was holding hands with her so that he could benefit from her being there. It left a sour taste in her mouth and she scowled "I am NOT here for your benefit, keep in mind we are NOT friends and we are NOT ever going to be friends. I will not be buddy buddy with you, and the only reason I don't rip your hand off mine is because I can't we're in the museum and I can't make a scene" she snapped. Why he made up these absurd words was beyond her, she would never understand the eccentric boy in her lifetime.
It was then that Hisaki looked at her with the stupidly goofy smile of his and placed his forehead against her. She instantly tensed, her eyes sharpening into even colder ones. Her grip tightened on Hisaki's hand very tightly, as if she was trying to hurt him by adding more pressure to his hand "what the hell are you doing, get away from my face, and don't call me Sky!" she shrieked, trying to pull away. Her face was red, including her ears. This was beyond anything she was comfortable with, she was NOT ok with this at all. It was then he stated that she was kind of cute when her face was pink, and then proceeded to call her Sky. Again with the nicknames! At least this one wasn't as bad as the others ones, however, it was still annoying. Skylar was sweating a bit more as well as acting a bit sheepish for a moment. He was so dead when they got out of this freaking museum! She turned her head away from Hisaki, moving closer to Alana until their shoulders were touching lightly "excuse the intrusion of space, but I don't trust that moron as far as I can throw him" she muttered irritably. She'd rather stay close to Alana than Hisaki, at least this girl wouldn't do such disgraceful and embarrassing things in public.
Hisaki pouted, and then proceeded to try and make a joke of some sort. Skylar made it her mission to ignore everything he did, it was better that way after all. She rolled her eyes "I don't care what you think is ok, it isn't proper for a girl and a boy who are strangers to hold hands. I'll illogical and rude!" she reasoned stubbornly. Not like what she said would make a difference though.
It was then that Alana questioned if in her culture they held hands. With a shake of her head she began to explain "I was taught that one holds hands with someone they consider close, or even consider their lover. So no this is not normal, it is rather rude and impolite to hold the opposite genders hand without a good explanation or relationship... even if I spelled it out though this idiot over here wouldn't hear or accept a word that came out of my mouth" she said annoyed. It was then that Alana explained that in her culture this was normal, and even had a reason behind it that didn't involve any sort of romantic relationships. She pursed her lips, "very well, for now I will over look it since this is something related to your culture... However, I will not tolerate this beach boy holding my hand no matter the reason, so let go!" she said, shaking her arm up and down more to get him to release her.
It was then for some reason the tour guide came over and tried to explain what the Dalai Lama was. Skylar blinked when the explanation was finished and sighed, "she did know that this numbskull was joking correct? So why did she explain something we already knew?" she questioned, raising a brow. This tour was getting more and more annoying by the second...
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It had been a good tour. Rowan was happy with how everything had went. Glancing at her watch, she noticed the time. Goodness, had they really been in the Museum that long? Well, she had another Tour group coming through soon, best to wrap things up. Standing up tall, Rowan clapped her hands to get the children's attention, "Everyone! Thank you very much for attending the Exhibits. I hope you learned a few things today. But I'm afraid that's all the time I can give to you today. On behalf of the Lamia History Museum, thank you for your visit and enjoy the rest of the Festival. You may look around the Inca Exhibit for a bit longer until your Teacher come to get you." Rowan gave the group a slight nod, smiling at the older adults as the kids moved around. She wouldn't be there to supervise them anymore, so really it was best if they left. Today had been a good day, she'd certainly enjoyed herself. Hopefully the children had as well.
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Marco Guerrero Katsuragi
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Location: Museum - Inca Tour
Marco looked back at Faye hearing her giggle at his excited behavior. The young boy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I know, but..." he looked back at the artifacts and statues of the Inca exhibition, "this is all really cool." His eyes seemed to almost be sparkling, but aside from the culture being interesting there was another reason for his excitement. When the pretty pink-haired tour guide lady answered his question, Marco did a victory dance inside his head (of course). So what he was told a long time ago was true and La Fortaleza really did come from a civilization different, perhaps even older, than the Incas. When he was shown a picture of how the Fortress looked from a bird's eye-view, he quickly went to get a closer look. The area looked small from the picture, but he knew that it was actually a fairly decent size. Marco closed his eyes as he repeated a similar pose from the one he had in the marketplace. His mind was going back in time, recreating a scene that he had seen a very long time ago as well as the emotions that felt that day in time.
The heat of the sun, he could clearly feel it just as the rough texture of the walls his small hands would run against. He remembered the heavy feeling of his feet as they moved to reach the top where an artifact would be standing. He heard the voice of his mother and the image in his mind slowly disappeared. Marco opened his eyes again and briefly looked around to remind himself where he was currently standing. He looked back at the picture of La Fortaleza and smiled fondly. He looked to his side where Faye was standing; she was closer to him, but after going down that memory lane, his mind did not register that closeness yet. "I was there," Marco answered as his eyes returned to the picture, "it was a long time ago, but..." The black-haired boy did not finish as his attention was grabbed by something else. He heard a small struggle coming from a familiar voice. The boy looked around until his eyes caught the sight of a familiar face with two not so familiar faces. The face he recognize belong to Skylar, the lavender-haired girl who hated him and the club president of the Supernatural Club. The other faces were not familiar; the girl with brown-hair he had seen a couple of times, but did not really know her. However, the boy that was with them he definitely did not know.
Marco watched them or rather he watched the face of Skylar who was clearly not pleased about something. His eyes moved down to see that she was holding hands with the boy or rather that the boy was holding her hand and did not want to let go. The look that Skylar was giving him that a clear indication that she did not want to hold the boy's hand and she was even struggling to try and free herself from his grip. The boy did not look phased at all, he just continued to smile and hold her hand no matter how much Skylar moved her arm. She was trying really hard to be released too meaning that the boy had to be holding her hand pretty tightly. If she did not want to hold his hand then why didn't the other boy let her go? Was he being forceful with her? And what about the other girl, why was she just standing there letting this happen when Skylar was clearly struggling. This was not right. "This isn't right..." Marco muttered to himself and before he could register his actions, he had already started walking towards that group.
"Let her go," Marco spoke up once he was in front of that group. He was looking at the boy with not a serious or angry face, but a concern face. He was not the type to do these things so it wasn't like he had a lot of authority behind his voice. Nonetheless he was facing the boy and looking directly at him. "she said to let go...you, you shouldn't force a girl to do something she doesn't want to do." Marco had nearly stuttered those words and he could feel his hands sweating, growing cold. This really wasn't like him, but seeing how Skylar was struggling to be free and this boy continuing to hold her hand even against her wishes had triggered something. "Please let her go."
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Hisaki looked at skylar when she commented about benefits and what not. Though he chuckled a bit at the end "Says you, you've been moving your arm around like cray cray. I'm just stronger than you is all~" Giving her a wink as he chuckled. "Plus you like to wander off rude pants, or... skirt, whatever. So id rather have you somewhere people can see you and keep track of you... Ya dang ninja." Laughing as he pretty much stated this was for her sake and alanas.
Seeing Skylar reaction to what he did and say was... Dare he say, actually adorable for once. He didn't mind what she said to alana when they pressed shoulders, he just had the same goofy smile as before plastered on his face as he stared at the two. When she lashed out at him he raised a eyebrow as he spoke in a curious tone "If your this angry at everything do, Hade's has nothing on you that's for sure. Hehe~." Then he listened to Alana and then skylar speak.
He rose his free arm up and spoke semi loudly "WHAT!? She pretty much said the same thing i did~! She gets a nice comment and all i get is hostile remarks!" Throwing his hand on his torso, in a dramatic fashion, even his expression was dramatic as he spoke "Whoa is me... Whoa is me... Where is the justice i rightfully deserve~?"
When she said he couldn't understand it and he chuckled as he spoke kindly "Oh i understand it plenty princess sky. Its a special bond type thing. Well if it means anything, and i can't stress this enough but i do apologize. If i had known, id have grabbed your wrist. I'll remember this till next time."
Looking at shiny golden coins as he spoke kindly in a hushed tone "Just because i was raised in a simple life style doesn't mean i don't get others do's and don'ts~. Mama didn't raise no fool that's for sure." Chuckled. When the tutor spoke he spoke after her in a kind tone "Mk, thanks? I was trying to make a joke... But thanks for the info lady!" He said happily as he started moving them away from the tutor. Holding Skylar hand firmer than others. When they got to the wall, some what good distance from everyone as he looked around. "Mmmm... Mmmmm~...." He pondered a bit as he spoke to skylar and alana "What do you call a inca pikachu?" He paused a bit and spoke happily "Machu Picchu!"
Hisaki paused and let it sink in and he hoped they liked that joke a lot better than the lama.
Then some ebony hair kid walked up and said "let her go" as he glared at him as for hisaki... He was... Absolutely one-hundred percent confused as to WHAT THE HECK was going on... As the boy talked to him he realized the ebony haired boy was talking to Hisaki and he gave a questionable look. Hisaki spoke up in a friendly tone "Mk, yeah i can see how this is bad looking but overall, she just hostile, i am a Beach buffoon but i prefer 'beach hobo'." Then when he said 'please let her go' he signed and spoke in a similar tone as before "Look, i saw you holding hands with some green hair chick, and then that blonde chick was holding your arm. I thought it was a rule or something. So, Since i hanged out with Skylar and Alana all day..."
Hisaki paused and looked at Alana, who was holding skylar other hand and spoke "Right Alana? Heck, even Skylar will admit it... Well, with how hostile she is overall towards me i'm not sure. But looking at the boy once more As he spoke "But i digress, Skylar and Alana are my accountabilibuddy's... Or as Alana has shared "Buddy system". Skylar even admitted that she doesn't mind holding alana's hand, Just skylar and i are like water and oil."
With his free hand he scratched the back of his head as he looked this boy in the eye as he continued speaking "I was raised in a loving style home. So if anything, i wont hurt her or anyone. I'm holding her hand firmly. Plus if anything, Skylar has verbally abused me without warning or reason, stomped on my feet, and will probably end up being scolded something fierce by here. Which, i honestly don't mind. Getting used to it."
Hisaki scratched his head once again hoping to Arceus that he cleared things up. Granted Hisaki wasn't intimidated by this kid... Because he did nothing wrong to cause this. Plus hes overall confused as to what the heck's going on.
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An opinion of someone can change, for the better or for the worse. The Kingdra girl could hear the blonde-haired girl from earlier despite not having any desire to. The scene from the café was floating back to her mind. The mistreatment of a server at the café was one that could not be forgiven easily. Her attitude towards the server was what was now permanently stamped upon the blonde. There was no excuse that could possibly be given to forgive that girl. Even if someone were to be in the foulest of mood, even if something terrible happened; why should one take that out on someone who wasn’t involved? Whatever the relationship she shared with the black-haired boy and Iris was one to be wary of. One point was the closeness each of the girls had upon the male. She had thought that Iris and he were….something? But this blonde girl was acting in a way that was a complete 180 from the earlier image from before. ’Does she only act nice to certain people?’ This sort of niceness was not the one tied in with trust, it was more so when one desired something. Coming from a family where business took priority Alana had seen something like this. What exactly their relationship was, between the three of them, was better if Alana didn’t involve herself. ’That person seems so….fake,’ and elder brother warned her about fake people. Fake people were like a disease that you shouldn’t be near. You may not notice them at first but once they notice you…they hurt you. Perhaps the feeling about before could be applied to the other as well.
The tour guide that was not much on her mind made her way in. Alana didn’t feel like she had asked a direct question to the guide even while the woman answered. The information was interesting but it wasn’t going to be useful in her quest, this is what the girl believed. ”Thank you,” she gave a bow to her head as the woman left. Though there were other matters to think about. Moore and Hisaki were going at it again but it was more so on Moore. Hisaki was rather calm, happy, and maybe acted a bit out of character? Moore was becoming a bit louder, more vocal, and overall seemed to despise Hisaki’s actions. ”I’m quite alright with this,” Alana would like to say that she was accustomed to such a thing. She held hands with her brothers, Mama, and Papa before. There were times when she held hands with other members of the school although they never got quite close to her. Being as close to Moore as she was now was a bit of new experience. Certainly she didn’t mind the closeness but how was she supposed to respond to this sort of thing?! Her heart beated a little faster as things continued on. Yet, there was also a bunch of things to think of and ultimately there were some decisions needed to be made, AGAIN.
’I wonder how far Moore can throw him?’ Alana’s eyes went down towards Moore’s arm to try to gauge to the muscle that could be used to throw the scrawny Hisaki. ’I don’t think its too far….’ she thought that she could knock him at most two feet if she really tried but maybe the Kingdra member could be overestimating Moore’s power. ’If its not proper for a girl and boy to hold hands…well what does that say about my brothers…’ She questioned Moore’s response about what she thought on holding hands. ’I guess it might be better if I do that…’ A couple more things were popping up such as the end of this tour that had absolutely nothing to do with Pokemon. It did not interest her even as she was looking at relics from her culture…at least her mother’s. Certainly now was the time for fun and games afterwards!
Alana and Skylar were taken over to a part of the room’s wall by Hisaki. She wasn’t quite sure what he had in mind till he mouth moved. The child giggled a bit at the joke, not only was it a joke that she could relate to but it was also about a Pokemon she knew of. ’I guess that helps with my dose for Pokemon in the museum.’ Maybe the child would recount this small joke with them although they might not find it as funny as maybe her mother. A lot of things were humorous about Hisaki especially since he didn’t look like his parents gave him the talk about the ‘Time and Place,’ spiel. His comment about justice not being rightly served to him, his treatment towards Sky, and his overall character would bring a small smile towards Alana’s face. Though things went sour quickly went that black-haired boy made his entrance.
Alana did not like the sound of his tone as he ultimately gave a demand for Hisaki to let go of Moore’s hand. ’Who does he think he is? Not even my father or mother OR brothers speak to anyone like that.’ The way he talked to Hisaki quickly rubbed her the wrong way. Even as he tried to give some sort of rationality towards his demand, a demand was a demand. ”Not everyone wants to be safe but we should take precautions to be safe,” Alana muttered under her breath. Even the ‘please’ at the end could not save this poor boy from the thoughts the riled up in Alana’s mind. There were quite a few things that she agreed with on Hisaki’s end of the line. ”Hisaki has a point Guerrero, you are the school’s role model…since you appeared on stage at the auditorium that one day. Are you saying its wrong to follow what you do, since the principal-man chose you as our representative? Is it wrong to want someone safe?” Alana felt like she made her point, this was a very big step for her to take. On her dislike list she greatly disliked unnecessary confrontations. What Guerrero was doing right now was unnecessary and was making Hisaki look like a bad person. Hisaki wasn’t even a bad person! Sure, he was strange but the only person who made themselves look bad was this black-haired boy. If anything was to be fixed then she felt that she needed to take another step. Though the child actually took a couple of steps, releasing Moore’s hand from hers and then taking Moore’s right hand in Alana’s left while taking Hisaki’s left hand in her right. ”Sorry Hisaki, I don’t like anyone making you out to be someone you aren’t. And Moore, I hope you won’t mind me holding his hand.” With a smile she looked dead straight into black-haired boy’s eyes. ”Any more complaints?”
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Koru didn’t really notice until she entered the museum with the other students that she was kinda by herself. Everyone seemed to be with each other, even Iris was hanging around with Marco and Faye, which was good to see. She didn’t really mind it but she did want to start talking about the artifacts and things….but talking to herself might make her feel crazy. She attempted to sneak a peek to see if Ray really was around anyone, if not maybe she could get the chance to just say something, but she jerked back around after seeing Marcus. She grumbled disappointed but followed along with the group then went to look at the displays. The tour guide guy seemed pretty enthusiastic about these things, and Koru could understand coming from a city where artifacts are a regular thing. She seemed to get caught in a daze for quite a bit because the next thing she knew the male tour guide was now a woman. She was surprised but mainly,"Pink hair…like Miss Floros…!"She returned to the present finally seeing Kirsi. She still felt bad about possibly leaving her at the room (which at the time when she got to the museum she knew was true) but maybe Kirsi was mad at her? She was about to talk to her shoulder when she realized Cyndaquil wasn’t there. She pouted a mumbled,"Just when I really need to talk…" she followed Kirsi’s path to a display case of jewelry, but stopped as Kirsi made her way over and said morning. Koru brightened up, but she could still feel like something was wrong. Instead of saying a similar greeting she took Kirsi’s hand with both of hers in a clasp and bowed,"Kirsi I’m so sorry! I woke up late and I didn’t check on you to get you up and I’m just glad to see you ‘cause everyone’s talking to everyone and I was actually about to talk to my shoulder and-!" she stopped to finally take a breath, not taking one during any part of that sentence. She rose and her face a little red from embarrassment she pointed her finger in the air,"I’ll get you lunch after this! And a gift too! Maybe dinner!" she rested her arm and shrugged, "I- I hope I didn’t hurt you," then she turned her head looking around, "This is stuff is pretty interesting. I mean the weapons and jewelry are pretty cool- I wonder if there’s anything on ancient pokemon here today. Miss Floros talks about them a lot in class so I’d like to see something not in a book…oh!" She gave Kirsi even more attention than before, "I’m also really sorry for how selfish I was yesterday too! I shouldn’t have drug you around the way I did and-" she turned her attention to Ray again as she continued, "I wanna say sorry to him too but I don’t think he’s gonna give me the time of day anymore…." She started to once again go into a slump, today was seeming like that kind of day now. She walked back around with Kirsi to where the others were, well kinda, but Koru caught a interesting site, "Oh boy..." she smiled nervously. She saw her roommate, Skylar-another person that doesn't want to be around her, with Alana and one of the newer kids. Koru nervously pointed out while still smiling, "That Hisaki guy has no idea who he's messing with- oh there is goes," she spoke too soon for she watched Skylar slam her foot down on his. She cringed a little bit but noticed the boy wasn't letting go. Koru started to feel worried, "Should we get the-!" Marco was making his way to them. Marco didn't seem like the knight in shining armor type, but at least he was trying something. Koru stood there watching all of this, of course she didn't have to get involved. She had just apologized to Kirsi for acting selfish and she wanted to spend time with her friend- but watching this... "And here she doesn't like me..." she sped towards them a fast walk and said aloud, "Guys keep it down! We don't want to get into trouble with Mr. Reyes he might sick his Garchomp on us!" Of course she had no idea if he even had a Garchomp...what pokemon did Mr. Reyes have anyway? At this moment she was hoping for Garchomp- please don't let him have a Sunflora...
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Skylar looked up as she heard the voice of the tour guide. She watched as she stated that the tour was over, and that they were to wait for their teacher to come and get them. Skylar then moved her eyes over to Hisaki as she opened her mouth to speak and tell him to release her hand when she heard a voice. She blinked as the words the person stated ran through her head. Seriously today was just not her day was it? She knew that voice, and what he said honestly pissed her off even more. Her eyes narrowed at the boy as Marco came over and told Hisaki to release her. What the heck was his problem? Why couldn't he just butt out of her life? A tick mark appeared on her head "that's just great, of course you'd be here!" she shouted irritated. Marco then went on and on about how she didn't like it and that you should force a girl to do something they didn't want to. She agreed with him, but she was not some girl who couldn't handle the situation herself. Immediately her anger switched from Hisaki for a brief moment, and was now focused on Marco.
She was seething now, you could practically see that anger radiation off her skin "Would you cut it out, for Arceus's sake lay off! I didn't need your help, i'm not some damsel in distress that you have to keep saving, I can take care of myself how many times do I have to spell that out for you?" she questioned, gritting her teeth. Seriously, why were people even associating with her all of a sudden. Why couldn't they leave her alone? She wanted to be alone, she didn't want any unnecessary attachment to drag her down and use her. She glared "leave, I'm sure the two other damsel in distress need you now so why don't you go flutter on over to them and worry about them? I'm sure they need and want you over there more than I do" she hissed.
Skylar knew she was speaking in the heat of the moment, but she couldn't help it. She was at her tolerance level, and Marco sort of just made her snap. Her anger was now placed back on Hisaki as he started talking. She snickered "your darn right were like oil and water, we'd never get along! So let go now, the tour is over so I'm not afraid to make a scene now" she added, glaring at their hands. That's when Alana's voice piped in, and stated that Hisaki had a point. She then went on to explain why, and asked him why he was being so hostile about holding hands. Skylar had to admit, the girl had guts... her opinion of her went up a bit. It was then that Alana seemed to separate Hisaki's hand from Skylars, and then held Hisaki's hand in her place. She blinked at this, and looked over at Alana as she stated that Marco was making him look like a bad guy. To a certain degree she was right, though Skylar honestly didn't care. All she cared about was the boy minding his own business. Her eyes moved to Alana as she asked if she minded holding her hand.
Skylar sighed, placing her own freed hand on her side "fine, as long as I don't have to hold that morons hand I won't argue. As you can see your concern was not needed and the problem was solved, you can go now... those two are waiting for you off you go" she said, shooing him away with her hand. Once they were out of the museum, she could easily slip out of Alana's grip and be on her way. Maybe then she'd get some actual peace and quiet. That's when she heard another annoying voice, what the heck! She growled lowly "how about you shut your trap, We finally settled whatever problem we had and now you're making it worse Koru. Turn around and go back to where you were before... uh so annoying!" she said, glaring more.
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▪Pokemon: Noibat II ▫Gender: ♂ II ▪Nature: Modest II ▫Level: 15 II ▪Ability: Infiltrator II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Moves: ► Bite (100% Accuracy, 30% Flinch) ► Supersonic (50% Accuracy) ► Gust (100% Accuracy) ► Leach Life: (100% Accuracy) II ▫Friendship Level: 90
Faye was feeling a bit better now, standing with Marco. The dark haired boy seemed to withdraw into himself as he looked at the picture, not really with her anymore, muttering softly that he'd been to the site, a long time ago. Faye tilted her head in curiosity, feeling her stomach twist up a bit as she noticed how close the two had gotten when they'd been standing together. Shifting a bit, the blond girl turned her head away, feeling her cheeks heat up slightly. Why was it weird with him? Was it just Marco, because he'd helped her without asking for anything in return? Or was it something else?
The noise of a shrieking voice made Faye turn her head. The lavender haired girl, whom she didn't know, seemed to be yelling at a dark haired boy. Skylar was shaking her arm, trying to get him to let go of her hand. The blond Rhoades arched an eyebrow at the scene. Didn't the boy know how to take a hint? Faye was glad she wasn't in that group. Turning back to Marco, Faye grumbled softly, "Humph....some people...." Turning back to studying the picture of Paramonga, Faye didn't notice the approach of a red haired girl with a grumpy look on her face. The Tour Guide gathered the students attention and told them that their time was up. It was time to leave. Faye wanted to take a picture of the gold/turquoise necklace she'd seen, so she opened her handbag and fumbled inside for her Pokegear. The device had a camera that she hadn't tested yet. This was a good opportunity to try it out.
As Faye ruffled through her bag, she lifted her head to see Marco making his way over to the purple haired girl and the loud mouth boy. Now interested, she followed behind, one hand still shoved in her bag. When he protested to the boy holding Skylar's hand, asking him to let her go, Faye's lips turned down in a frown. He was right...Hisaki shouldn't hold Skylar's hand if she didn't want him to...but Skylar should also not be afraid to kick the boy in the shins either. That's what she would do if some boy kept holding onto her fingers. And why was Marco trying to help this girl? Did he know her from somewhere? Were they friends? Her gut tensed up again at the thought and Faye didn't like it.
The dark haired boy started to talk and Faye could practically feel a question mark forming over her head. He was a what now? And what did he mean she was holding Marco's arm. Now she could defiantly feel her own tick forming on her forehead as she choose to enter the conversation, "At no point was I holding Marco's arm. I linked up with Iris, cause she's a girl and we're friends. Its what girls do. You should really pay more attention. And I'd stomp on your foot to if you were holding my hand and I didn't want you to. Buddy system or not, that's why we have Teachers around." Faye was getting mad now. Did this boy actually think before he talked? She was beginning to see why the lavender haired girl, that someone called Skylar, was fighting with him.
It got worst when the dark haired girl, Alana, got into it as well, saying that Marco was a role model and they were being safe. Faye snorted a bit, "Safe? We're in a guarded building with adults all over the place. Isn't that safe enough? Doesn't mean you need to do something to someone if their fighting it. Can't you just stay close by?" Faye wasn't really sure why she was backing up Marco. She didn't know him that well, but he'd helped her. Saved her really, though she'd never admit that out loud. Maybe it was some payback she owed him. Koru was coming over to the scene, telling them to keep it down. Faye just waved at the group as she came over, "They started it." But Faye was defiantly not going to be the one to back down.
Alana seemed to have solved the problem, but...MAN...Skylar had an ATTITUDE. Faye actually found it kinda cool, she could relate to her in a lot of ways. But when Skylar called her a 'Damsel', Faye's back got up. "Hey! I can take care of myself, I'm no Damsel!" Faye huffed loudly, but Skylar's word hit a note. Did she really look like that to others? She loved attention, really she did and right now she was getting a lot. The situation seemed to be dying down a bit and Faye resumed digging through her bag. As she went to pull out her Pokegear, one of her Pokeball's slipped over the edge and tumbled to the floor, inflating as the middle button hit the ground. The red and white device rolled behind a stand and the blond Rhoades trotted after it. She briefly heard a familiar sound. The sound of the Pokeball opening up. Gasping a bit, Faye quickly hurried around the display and her heart sank. The Pokeball was open!
Faye's eyes flew around as she searched for her Pokémon. It had to be Salem, her Eevee wouldn't have run off like that! And Faye spotted the harpooned tail of her mischievous feline as it disappeared around a different Exhibit display, "Salem....get back here..." Faye hissed lowly at her Pokémon. She was so going to ground that cat when she caught him. Darting after her loose Pokémon, Faye lost sight of the Purrloin. Salem was having so much fun. After getting put back in his Pokeball, something he was mad about, now he could run around again. His Trainer had promised he was allowed to be out and now all these shiny things were around. The Purrloin could hear his Trainer trying to catch him but he was much faster. Something bright gleamed in the lighting. The feline stopped and looked up. A pretty thing, very shiny. Crouching down, the indigo feline pounced on the necklace, picking it up in his mouth by the chain. Feeling proud, Salem jumped down and started to run away from his Trainer. Faye chased after her fleeing Pokémon with a loud yell,"NO! Bad Salem! Give that back! Salem!" The Purrloin ignored his Trainer, running around and having the time of his life. Oh Boy....
✵Attire⋭Casual Summer Outifit ✵Mood⋭Curious/Interested/Annoyed/Angry/Horrified ✵Word Count⋭1088 ✵O.O.C⋭Please note. I gained special permission from the Crew of the Guild to release Faye's Pokémon in the Museum. This does not mean it is alright for anyone else to release their Pokémon inside the Museum. If you wish to release your Pokémon, please ask one the Guild Owner for permission. Thank you. X
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XXX Amirah the Eevee Friendship Points: Gender: Female Level: 10 Type: Normal Nature: Adamant Ability: Adaptability Experience: 250/1000 Move Set:
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XXXX Salem the Purrloin Friendship Points: Gender: Male Level: 10 Type: Dark Nature: Naughty Ability: Limber Experience: 0/1000 Move Set:
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