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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 12:50 pm
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Blizzard120 SubonicXP Sub couldn't help to bust out laughing as he revealed himself, scooping up his Tyranitar's ball, recalling him and pocketing the ball soon after. "I could help myself. Sorry, Trysten." He said with a snicker. "What has you so tired?" "Unnggh..." The question didn't register right away, but he was back on his feet after a moment. The Dragonite snorted a bit in irritation...just even the notion of a prank, however harmless, wasn't a concept that Dragonite was used to yet, even though he's been with Tristen and the Snagems for that matter for the past year. When Tristen realized he was being asked, he finally spoke. "Oh uh...I was training in the training room." "Training huh? Let me guess, you were training this brute right here." He said, pointing at the Dragonite. "Either way, how has it been going my little nine volt? Blizz keeping you on your toes?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 12:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:33 pm
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SubonicXP Reaching in his pocket, and soon withdrawing his hand, Sub would pull out a shiny green gem. It looked very similar to a Thunderstone, even made the hair's on Sub's arm stand on ends, yet it lacked a thunderbolt design in its center. "Looks like it used to, or will one day be, a Thunderstone. Doesn't seem like it's a used up one either as you can feel a static to it. I thought it was interesting. It's a gem that hasn't realized its full potential...kind of like you my little nine volt." He said with a smile and a wink, tossing Tristen the gem. "Maybe both of you will realize what you're truly capable of one day."
Tristen caught the gem and stared at it. It did have a peculiar feel, for sure. It was kind of like a Thunderstone...maybe an Electric Gem? Nah, wasn't really putting on that feel of unfathomable energy like it would. Perhaps Sub was right, maybe it was a stone that haven't matured yet? "I'm trying to. Thank you."
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 2:15 pm
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Blizzard120 "Um...okay. Sure." Tristen said. "What about you, Dragonite?" "Arrrro." It didn't care either way, apparently. "In that case, come on back. You too, Natu." Tristen took out their respective Pokeballs and recalled the two Pokemon back into them. "So where are they?" "North Boulevard." Sub answered as he stopped at the closet right before the chair lift room. "Need to change right quick." He told Tristen before stepping into the closet and shutting the door behind him. The sound of objects being tossed around could be heard from the outside, along with Sub grunting and complaining.
Ten minutes later a new person would emerge from the closet. This person was Sub's height and weight, even skin color, but everything else was different. This person had blonde hair and blue eyes. Their style of dress consisted of skin tight dark blue jeans, a pale blue button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, big sunglasses with white trim, and a pair of polished dress shoes. And to the complete the look he carried a large brown leather bag in his right hand, looked like something doctors once carried with them.
"Bonsoir! Mon name est Fab LeCrocq, pleasure to meet you mon petit hybrid. Shall we head out now? Oui?" He said, grabbing Tristen by the arm and 'strutting' his way into the chair lift room and then taking a chair up to the cafe with Tristen in his lap.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 2:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 2:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 2:27 pm
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