pokemon fushsia & electric blue
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				Title: <strong>pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cryptkeeper0</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 23:56:11</strong>
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				The city of fenrick a very misty cloudy dark village at the edge of a small sea on a large island called mihen. It is evening most of the shops and even the pokecenter are starting to close for tonight. As the sunsets and the rain pours the cops have closed off the entrances and exits to routes to other cities until the flooding subsides. Dark pokemon tend to gather near this location due to the almost ever present darkness but other pokemon live in its fields too. <br><br>Group 1: Arcanine barks then runs back to emerald at the loud sound of thunder that echoed through the air. He whimpers slightly as he runs. The rain just began and started to pour hard on Emeralds head.( if this isn't how you wanted to start it pm me and tell me how you want it.)<br><br>Group 2: Orana is at school in fenrick as the rain pores.On her desk sits a note from her professor that he wants to meet her sometime after the schools close. Out in the covered patio of the school.<br><br>Group 3: Setsuo Korizawa had just exited a store who was closing for the night right into the poring rain.( if this isn't how you wanted to start it pm me and tell me how you want it.)<br><br>group 4:Rayd LaChance decided to visit the local gym&nbsp; partially to get out of the rain. Jackson had just finished defeating a few novices who had challenged him.( if this isn't how you wanted to start it pm me and tell me how you want it.)<br><br>group 5: Over her watch communicator the voice of her leader was heard " Celise Nova i need you to head into fenrick one of our clientele&nbsp; will meet you near the pokemon center tomorrow morning with your mission specifics and pick up time."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KaiiVii</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 02:56:08</strong>
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				Jak watched the trio of young trainers leave as he sat back in his chair. It had been too easy really, Shade hadn't even used his more powerful moves and the three were beaten easily. Ah well they'd be back and hopefully stronger next time. It was sad but had hoped they would be more of a challenge, things were getting boring around here. He listened to the rain outside before calling out his other pokemon to relax. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 11:12:13</strong>
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				[Note: Where you see, ('dialog') , that's a translation of the pokemon language]<br>&nbsp;<br>"You wished to see me Professor?" Orana asked in her meek little way as she stepped out onto the patio to meet her teacher, who was currently watching the heavy rain, deep in contemplation. If it hadn't been for FlameMane, his Flareon, suddenly rising to its feet at her approach, he wouldn't have even noticed her at all.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Ah, Orana...." Professor Ceder greeted with a smile, but there was something clearly on his mind. "I wanted to talk to you about your thesis..." He began. "The Dean denied my proposal didn't he?" She asked, lowering her head in assumed defeat. Ceder had been helping her negotiate an extended leave of absence, essentially excusing her from the last two semesters of her degree program so she could travel around and conduct field research for her thesis paper. Something that was entirely unheard of before.<br>&nbsp;<br>"He agreed." Ceder informed, delighting in the way her face lit up from the somber expression she wore just a moment before. "But...what are you going to do?" He asked. "Go find a pokemon.....watch what it does.....take notes." Orana responded cheerfully, like field work was the easiest thing in the world. Obviously not fully grasping what she was getting herself into. <br>&nbsp;<br>"You really think it's that simple?" Ceder asked. "Well...no." Orana admitted. "Not all Pokemon are used to humans in their territory...a lot of them can be really dangerous." He warned, face going stern with concern for her safety. "I know....You gave this lecture last quarter." She reminded him, hoping she wouldn't have to sit through the rest of it....again.<br>&nbsp;<br>"How will you defend yourself?" He asked, cutting right to the point. "I....don't know." She responded regretfully. Realizing that without a pokemon of her own, she was practically helpless. "I'll befriend a pokemon I guess." She offered. "I was hoping you'd say that." Ceder responded, reaching into his lab coat to retrieve a pokeball from his pocket, and tossed it to the ground, releasing the Evee that was held inside it. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Oh, how cute!" She practically squealed in delight as she crouched down to greet the adorable little pokemon, offering her hand so he could investigate her, and see she meant it no harm. Flamemane suddenly moved toward her, locking her in a steely gaze as she reached out. "Flamemane's offspring." Her professor informed as the fire pokemon circled her, studying her carefully. "His mother's keeper asked me to find him a good companion." The professor added. It was then she fully realized what was truly happening. This Evee, the son of her friend and mentor's pokemon, was to be her very first.<br>&nbsp;<br>Tears of joy welled up in her eyes as she realized the amount of trust they both had for her. The faith they had in her.<br>&nbsp;<br>"O-Oraaa-Oran-aa." ('I'll good take care him') She said as resolutely as she could, speaking to the worried father in his own tongue. A trick he himself had helped her learn. As usual her grammar was way off, but any pokemon who cared could figure out what she was trying to say. The simple fact she understood the language enough to try was impressive.<br>&nbsp;<br>Flamemane simply nodded, showing his approval of her as his son's first human. Orana stood up, wiping the tear from her eyes as she hugged her professor, thanking him profusely in a rather emotional display. Up until now the growing Evee was raised mainly by his parents in the rather tame wilderness that surounded the school grounds, with intentionally limited human contact as part of an observational study of pokemon parenting. There were lots of hidden cameras involved.<br>&nbsp;<br>But he isn't a cub anymore. Its time for him to set out into the world and learn what type of pokemon he really is. ('Try to keep her out of trouble. She's too curious for her own good.') Flamemane informed, giving his son one last piece of advice he could about his son's new owner as the two humans embraced. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Right...well...I'll let you two get to know eachother...." Professor Ceder said, a bit embarassed by the sudden hug. Such behavior wasn't anywhere near proper between student and teacher. He reached down and retrieved the pokeball from the ground and handed it to Orana. "Good luck....Come on Flamemane." Ceder said before leading the way inside, desperate to escape the situation before someone saw them and started another rumor about them. <br>&nbsp;<br>('Bye son.') Flamemane offered before following his own human inside.<br>&nbsp;<br>Orana looked at the pokeball in her hand, then back down at the Evee. She had imagined having a pokemon of her own for a long time, now that she had one....she had no idea what to do. <em>Treat it with respect</em>, she mentaly reminded herself the first and most basic rule in dealing with pokemon. She offered a warm smile as she moved to sit down on the ground with her legs crossed, a non threatening posture. "Or-Ora-Orana." ('Hi I Orana') She introduced herself in the pokemon language, once again reaching forward gently, this time to attempt to stroke at the Evee's cute ears.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>[Another Note: Holy bajeezus that came out longer than expected.]
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malgriff</strong> on <strong>12-02-2011, 13:16:03</strong>
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				Emerald groaned and looked at the dark clouds then to her cowering Arcanine. "Sorry boy I know you don't like the water but if you are going to get stronger you need to try and get over it." She sighed and petted his ears, he had only just evolved the day before, when he was a growlithe he would just go for it every single time with no fear, she wasn't sure what went wrong to make him so afraid now. "Come on one last try then we can go get a room somewhere." She promised him, looking over to her Lucario whom was sparring with Arcanine. "Allright we're ready, Arcanine try take down again. Lucario just block this time." She called over to him. <br><br>Lucario was her first pokemon, her dad had taken her to iron island and she had found an egg left near the docks. He let her keep it and when Riolu hatched she was inseperable from him. Her Furrett came next,&nbsp; the little thing followed her through a forrest and never left her, it wasn't untill she got out she found it behind her holding up a bracelet she had dropped while in there.<br><br>&nbsp;Looking at her Arcanine again she remembered catching him then about a year ago at Cinebar Island, he was scrounging for food in the old mansion, she fed him and he protected her from a gang of Ratacate. She watched them battle and frowned, the weather was getting really bad now, she wondered if they should call it quits for the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 01:44:52</strong>
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				Setsuo hadn't known it was raining until the moment he stepped outside. It wasn't that he was stupid or anything. He just hadn't been paying attention to that. He hadn't been in Fenrik very long and he was rather enthusiastic to find out as much about the town before he confronted the gym. A sly grin crossed his face as he tilted his head skyward, letting the drops fall against his face. Setsuo liked the rain. It made him feel calm and relaxed. Especially after such rigorous training. Vice, his Tangela, was growing stronger by the day though. He couldn't wait to evolve his little buddy. Tangrowth were known to be hard to handle, but Setsuo was ready for whatever Vice could throw at him. Vice, for his part, was very fond of Setsuo. He had a grudging respect for the man's training methods. Setsuo made sure to pit his pokemon against others that were of similar type or strength just to push them as far as they could go. He began to stroll aimlessly for a while, not really paying attention to where he was going. Not until he heard the sound of combat. His attention instantly snapped back to reality. Now who would be battling out here in the rain? He couldn't help it. Setsuo had to have a look. And so, he broke into a light jog, following the sounds until he turned a corner and almost ran right between a battling Arcanine and Lucario. Setsuo stopped short, jumped backwards, and landed on his ass right as the Arcanine launched into a Take Down directed at the Lucario. What a way to make an entrance. Setsuo groaned as he got to his feet, careful this time to avoid the area that the two pokemon were using to fight. His eyes fell on the only other human in sight. A young woman. A broad smile cracked his lips. She must be a strong trainer to already have such well evolved pokemon. Not that he was very far behind himself. His Litwik was about to evolve soonish. As was his Metang for that matter. The smirk never left his face as he circled around the ring towards the girl.<br>"Sorry about that. I can never seem to watch where I'm going"<br>He raised one hand to his hat and closed his eyes with a wide grin on his face. His black over shirt was getting very damp and his hair was soaked, but he seemed just as cheerful as if it were bright and sunny.<br>"Name's Setsuo. What's yours?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malgriff</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 01:55:28</strong>
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				Emerald looked to where the male had fallen on his rear and couldn't help giggling a bit and turning to face him. "Emerald. I was just about to finish here my boys are getting tired." She looked and whistled to bring Arcanine and Lucario back to her side, returnign them to their pokeballs. Her Furrett poking her head out of her jacket cooing at the new trainer. "Oh this is my Furrett my contest pokemon." She smiled, offering her hand to shake his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 02:21:07</strong>
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				Setsuo took her hand in a firm, yet gentle grip and shook it.<br>"Unusual name. I like it. You've got some impressive pokemon. I'm not quite on that level just yet."<br>His grin never wavered. Nor did his eyes. They took in the Furrett qiuckly, assessing what level it probably was and what it was likely to be capable of. His mind worked in very strange ways. He could be thinking about the most random things and then become extremely analytical without batting an eye lash. He could tell that Emerald's Furrett wasn't trained for battle. It was trained for show. He looked back to her face, noticing, seemingly for the first time, that it was pouring now. His hat, hair, and clothes were getting soaked. And he wasn't even wearing a jacket.<br>"Huh..... Maybe we should go somewhere a bit dryer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malgriff</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 02:54:38</strong>
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				The girl smiled watched him look at her pokemon wondering what it was exactly he was thinking when he mentiond going inside somewhere. "Yes I'd like to get out the rain, do you have somewhere in mind? I have a hotel room we could hang out in the lobby to dry off?" She offered, at lest there would be a few people in the lobby, she was a little suspicious of this guy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 22:28:50</strong>
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				Setsuo grinned again. The hotel would be perfect. He'd be able to dry off in there and possibly even get himself a room. He nodded in response, his grin still wide and friendly. Emerald really was pretty. He wanted to see just how strong she was though.<br>"Sure. Sounds like fun. I'll need a place to crash for the night too, so it works out perfectly."<br>And with that, he turned and began striding towards the hotel, his heavy boots splashing in the puddles slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malgriff</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 23:14:16</strong>
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				Reluctantly emerald followed close behind him and checked she still had her room pass and all her pokeballs. Satisfied nothing was amiss she decided to break the silence. "So...are you traveling too?" She asked half curiousl half questioningly, hoping he wouldn't detect her uneasyness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 18:50:25</strong>
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				Setsuo glanced back over his shoulder at her question, water dripping off his hat, and smiled.<br>"Yep. All over the world. I've been to Kantoh, Hoenn, Sinnoh, I was born in Unova though. I'm hoping to be able to go to Jotoh soon too. Either way, I've just been all over. Fenrick is new to me though. I'm gonna challenge the Gym leader soon. I hope it's a good match up."<br>Setsuo rambled on until his mind drew a blank. It didn't take long. He had no real talent with words. He was more an action kind of guy. Besides. Emerald seemed a little nervous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xenolord</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 01:47:17</strong>
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				Celise's communicator buzzed with her boss' instructions. Fenrick.... She scowled as she acknowledged that she heard him. She HATED Fenrick City. It was like every newcomer came to Fenrick and didn't want to leave. "Yes sir. I'll be there." She answered sharply, not wanting to invoke his rage. She would catch the next taxi out to Fenrick and stay the night, pick up her assignment and be done with it, and home before she had to actually speak to anyone. Unzipping her back a little, she took a quick inventory of everything she might need for the coming assignment. Wallet? Check. Make-up to look prettier then she already did? Check. Team Rocket Uniform? Check. Rocket Rules state she has to keep the uniform near her, but no necessarily ON at all times. The duffle back held her possessions nicely, and had plenty of room for the black shirt and skirt, as well as the little black hat. Straightening the denim jacket she wore, making sure her pants were pulled all the way up, she raised a hand as a yellow cab drove up. "Taxi!" She called, the cab coming to a stop.<br><br>"Evenin' ma'am. Where are you headed?" The driver asked as the two Ponyta teathered to the yok came to a stop.<br><br>"Fenrick City. Can you get me there tonight?"<br><br>"You bet! Just have a seat and enjoy the ride!" Opening the door, she took a seat and rested her back on her lap. Other members of Team Rocket preferred to have their own, personal method of transportation, more notably and famous was the Hot Air Balloon, due to it's ease of storage and relatively low operating cost. But not Celise. She was quite content taking conventional methods, to both stay fit and healthy, as well as maintain a low profile.<br><br>The fatigue of her previous assignment had caught up to her, and she dozed off in the cab. She would awake a few hours later to the prodding of the driver as he attempted to collect his fee. "Ma'am? We're in Fenrick." Stretching, Celise smiled, looking out the window, and mentioning something about how much she hates the rain.<br><br>"Yes, yes, thank you." She took out her wallet. "How much do I owe you?" After paying for the cab ride and making her way to the hotel built not far away from the Pokemon Center, she took her time checking in, getting a fairly cheap room on the ground floor. She'd be out of bed early tomorrow for her meeting.<br><br>A heavy sleeper is something Celise is not. When her alarm went off at seven in the morning, you best believe she was awake and dressed half an hour later, out the door another twenty minutes later, and waiting in the Pokemon Center lobby two minutes after. Hopefully, this would be just one of those run-of-the-mill assignments again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malgriff</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 13:11:28</strong>
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				After several minutes of figuring out where she needed to go Emerald found the lobby of the hotel and barely noticed the woman at the desk. She went around into the lounge area and noticed just how soaked they both were. "Uhh..I think we may have to stop at my room to get some towells...what do you say?" She asked him, feeling somewhat more confident in a building full of people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 06:04:40</strong>
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				Setsuo was barely paying attention to how wet he was. After all, all his gear was water proof. He never really had to worry about it. Not to mention the fact that he, mysteriously, never got sick. That is, until he noticed the puddle he was forming on the floor. He looked down.... As if surprised to see the water. Then his eyes traveled back up to Emerald's.<br>"Sounds good to me. Mind if I check in first? I'm probably gonna need my own room huh?"<br>Another wide, energetic grin broke his slim features, his scars stretched into visibility by the gesture. He had three small scars from where he'd been on the receiving end of a Meowth's scratch attack. They had faded quickly, but had a habit of showing up when he smiled. It was a little eerie until you got used to it. Then he turned and strode towards the desk. On his way there, he noticed a woman. She was tall and pretty, but had an aura of harshness about her. Setsuo almost stopped walking until he realized that staring at her ould probably be considered rude. She seemed to be in a hurry. He made a subtle effort to watch what direction she turned on the way out the door, curious as to what had her in such a rush. Then turned his attention fully to the clerk behind the desk.<br>"Hey there. Name's Setsuo Korizawa. I'd like a room. Preferably one close to the girl I came in with."<br>He smiled as she entered his name into the list. Her eyes widened in surprise at the info that popped up.<br>"Of course Mr. Korizawa Sir. We have a room right across the hall. Does that work for you?"<br>"Perfectly. Thank you."<br>He accepted his room key and walked back over to Emerald, his gait slow, but graceful. The accidental ass plant at her training seemed incredibly out of place with how lithe and cat-like his movements had been ever since.<br>"Alright. Lead the way Emerald."
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malgriff</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 14:31:00</strong>
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				Emerald nodded and waited, watching the woman move to her room before turning her attention back to Setsuo. The cat like movements not wasted on her, but she kept her impression to herself and nodded, turning to go up the stairs to her room. The scars she saw on him were quite creepy but she didn't really want to mention it for fear of offending. She had her own scar but it was well hidden, she made her way along the corridor and opened her room, heading inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cryptkeeper0</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 06:31:47</strong>
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				A man comes in drenched by the waves and the poring rain. He wore a long trench coat, under the constant rain the jacket seemed to weight him down heavily except for the parts that were blocked by his large brimmed hat. He looked through his sunglasses toward the dim city of fenrick a suitcase in hand. He hurried to the point were he was suppose to meet his team rocket contact. He didn't know what to expect but their reputation said he could trust them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xenolord</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 07:26:49</strong>
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				Celise watches as a suspicious looking man enters the Pokecenter, carrying a briefcase. She watches intently at first, not wanting to tip her hand before she got to know exactly what she would be doing in this piss-hole of a city. Her boss' instructions were vague, at best, and a description of the client was non-existent. The most she had to work with was the he was told who his contact was, and what they looked like. She hoped the anonymity wouldn't drive the two away in confusion before business was to be concluded. She decided to take a chance with the man, and locked eyes with him, giving him a slight cock of her head, telling her to come to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: pokemon fushsia &amp; electric blue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cryptkeeper0</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 19:24:44</strong>
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				He came over to her clenching the briefcase tightly. "If your my client please prove that you are, we can head to some were more discreet" He looked at her hoping he had not ran into a cop instead of a team rocket member.
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