Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Ilana barked out a laugh of contempt as he gave her an order. She was irritated enough as it was, but his complete disregard for her as a person caused her a growing knot of anger in his stomach that made her want to slap the stupid beast right across his self-righteous nose. She knew Eva could pick up that she was bristling, and was taking that anger into herself, molding her own opinions of the man before them and that wasn't really helpful for either of them right now. Ilana tapped her foot on the ground, deciding against deriding him for his idiotic orders and instead dealing with him with the patience of a teacher with an ornery child. They are pokecollars. Generally they go on your neck, Ilana explained, gesturing to Evangeline's collar, a pretty thing done up to look much like a choker necklace than a restrictive item, But it doesn't matter that Eva wrist-watched yours, because it means you can't leave. You've 50 feet of leash before it runs out, so you are locked within 50 feet of me. This was developed because Pokemorphs tended to break the balls they were in--even a Master Ball cannot hold one that doesn't enjoy his time there long. This cannot be broken, and solves the problem of keeping a Pokemorph in a ball they do not find comfortable. Now, as for the question you aren't beyond my skills, or I wouldn't have caught you. It wasn't easy, but it was done. No sense being a spoiled sport over it. If you want to have a wrestling match with Evangeline, that's your prerogative. It's perfectly natural for two pokemon to practice and play with one another. She was a bit condescending, but it was returned like for like by the giant Arcanine that even Evangeline only stood up to the chest of. Ilana would have her nose buried somewhere around his belly-button standing at 4'11. She waved her hand to the side in dismissal of some unspoken thought. Evangeline wears hers for show, as she honestly prefers her ball and I run no risk and question not at all her loyalties. Throughout the whole of the conversation, Evangeline had stood perfectly still in the drenching sprinkler-induced rain. Her eyes hadn't left him, but she had made no move to speak or interrupt her master's words. This boy wouldn't be a benefit to their team, she suspected gravely. If he needed her to best him one-on-one, it would be a great amount of time before she could even think to try and no doubt he would stop being lazy and begin practicing to assure her ultimate defeat. Eva was a powerful pokemorph. She had no doubts in her own abilities, but if both were to practice, he would surely stay ahead of her. And we are all caught up and know everything we need to know about one another. Ilana concluded with a step toward the door, ignoring any other questions that might arise for the moment as she unsealed the lock with a key she pulled from her hair. Leaning out, she flipped the sprinklers off, the water draining out through the small holes in the floor of the basement's room. I'm going to go retrieve a change of clothes for myself and Eva. Try and play nice. It was a simple statement, Ilana more than aware that if Eva had wanted it, she could simply retreat back into the ball and seal the case it was settled in. The only indication it was hers was a small E carved lovingly into its red paint in a calligraphy that was less than perfect. The young master made her way up the stairs toward her room, releasing the leash out to a further point without making anyone aware so she didn't tug on either of them while moving through the house.