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Thread: Breaking the angel (Saber Arturia and Sheena-Tiger)

As the world came back to Aldengund, it was immediately clear she was not home. Amalia couldnt help but give out a small smirk as she heard the sound of her voice, and the struggle of her wings mixing together with the rattling of chains. Ah, youre awake. As her heels clicked against the tiled floor of her estate, she kept her eyes focused on the raven haired angel, slowly moving them along her body. I was wondering when you would rouse. Are you hurt? I tried to make sure things were gentle for you, but I am afraid that sometimes demons can get out of hand... Tapping her finger against her lips for a moment, her mouth began to widen in a smile as she moved to keep a foot or so away from the angel. Welcome to my estate and welcome to hell, my darling. Amalias voice had a slightly husky tone to it, the words coming out slightly heavier, but with a rich, sultry tone attached to them as well. I suppose youre quite confused, arent you? Taking a moment, she moved to cup her hand against the pale angels cheek, giving a small smile. Would you prefer if I began at the beginning or would you rather I cut to the chase and explain why I have a pretty little angel like you bound in chains? She asked, leaning forward, lips all but ready to plant a kiss against the angels forehead, only to brush against her softly instead.
Thread: Breaking the angel (Saber Arturia and Sheena-Tiger)

The young angel trembled, her position, laying helpless on the ground, was outrageous. She tried her best to use her wings to get back up at least into a kneeling position, but her arms on her back were already in the way and the wings hit the ground as well, stopping their motion and actually hurting her more than being of any help. All in all, while Aldegund looked the part of an angel, she was right now more closely resembling a helpless bird than the majestic creature she surely thought herself to be. The teasing words with the husky voice of the demon were not helping the mood of the raven haired angel one bit, in fact she was quite furious, nothing unusual for a fighter like her, but an emotion they were able to keep in check without falling from grace. Her grey eyes did show her disdain for the demoness. My name is Aldegund and I am only a simple Soldier. You will get not information from me but I am sure there will be lots of information from you once my rescuers capture you. I promise, you will be handled much better than your minions handled me. she told the purple haired succubus, believing this was some attempt to learn important things from a captive. All she knew was, that creatures of hell used deception and one should never trust anything they said. If Amalia was telling her, they were in hell, they likely were not, was Aldegund's conclusion, though her base for everything was starting at the false thought that Amalia actually wanted to have information, not that her trainers ever had told her any other possibilities. At least, she was not feeling overly humiliated at the moment, despite her ungraceful position and the nice feeling of warm, gentle lips brushing against her forehead, a feeling she was able to ignore for the moment, a feeling which would have made her blush if it had been back home, coming from one of the other angels.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

Aino Otsutsuki lived quite close to Professor Birch's house, so it was no real journey to get there. Such was the joys of living in Littleroot Town. It was a windy day, her auburn hair was flying all over the place despite the fact that she had it up in a pony tail. She was a clean person right now, not so much as a drop of sweat was on her body, then again, her home was only a few hundred yards away from the laboratory, so there was no real reason to sweat. She had a pressed tan short sleeved shirt on with small decorations on the sleeves with a blue tunic with tan trimming over it with a tan colored belt at her waist. She had blue demon jeans on, she knew that the woods were unforgiving and she didn't want to be scratched by Pokmon or branches. Tan colored boots that could pass as either hiking boots or combat boots were on her feet, they were clearly designed to last. She politely knocked on the laboratory door, and was quickly let in by a very excited Professor Birch. A tall and burly man, he had truly earned his reputation as a field researcher. It was nothing short of a miracle she had caught him in his lab, he was always outside doing what he did best, researching. The sweet Professor prattled on about how wonderful it was to finally be giving her a Pokmon, and he quickly asked her which one she wanted. She immediately knew what she wanted, and that Pokmon was a Mudkip. With a Water type, she wouldn't have too difficult of a time at the Rustboro Gym if she trained properly beforehand. When it evolved to Marshtomp, it would become a dual Water and Ground type Pokmon, which would make taking on the Mauville City Gym a piece of cake. Well, she hoped to have it be a Marshtomp before reaching the third gym, anyway. The Professor was most pleased she had done her research. She reasoned that she wanted her team to be entirely dual type by the time everyone was done evolving. While she realized that meant double the weaknesses, the potential for power was limitless with the sort of team she wanted. She was happily given a Pokedex, and while she wasn't too pleased to have to wait for the Professor to finish speaking to the strange boy that came slinking in, she was glad that when he was done talking, she finally got her Mudkip in the Pok Ball. She preferred female Pokmon whenever possible. She looked like she was ready to charge out into the world and become the Champion of the Hoenn League. When she noticed Garret was looking at her eyes, she spoke with a faint note of irritation,It's rude to stare, ya know.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

Garret couldn't tell why he was drawn to Aino's eyes. Where he came from, he couldn't recall a single woman that looked anything like her at all. Her Auburn hair and her eyes threatened to become a phantom thief of time and rob him of his sanity as he lost track of how long he watched her with his good eye. To her comment, he couldn't tell what aspect of the scenario he was frowning about the most. He fought himself not to wear a scowl as he turned away from her. Right. He commented lowly, his voice seeming to lend itself more directly to this sort of emotion rather than when he was just trying to be social or discuss something with the professor the moment prior. Yeah. He nearly mumbled this one before he started walking towards the door. I'll add you on my Nav later, Birch. He wouldn't wait for the Professor to respond before stepping out the door and not looking back. A Gastly rushed through the room after Garret, as though he were worried for his human friend's feelings. Flying right through Garret's chest as the door closed behind him, the Gastly did the only thing he knew to do in a situation when Garret wasn't acting like himself. A big red tongue escaped Gastly's cartoonish maw before running right up the thin teen's chest and face, displacing his eye patch. H-hey! Gastly! He protested at first before chuckling. Garret fixed his hair and pulled the eye patch back over his closed right eye. You hooligan... He wrapped his arms around the ball-shaped ghost pokemon in an endearing hug before continuing to walk around the Lab and heading for the path to the route.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

All of the people descended from an Otsutsuki had eyes like hers. Otsutsuki genes were very dominant, though nobody in the family quite knew why. She let her Mudkip out of her Pok Ball, and she happily chirped about as she ran around Aino's heels. She was just such a precious little Pokmon, she couldn't help scooping her up and cuddling her. After all, Mudkip was just a little baby. She smirked when she called him out on his behavior, he seemed rather taken aback at the fact that she had done it. She was hot on Garret's heels on the way to the exit, getting ahead of him. She turned around, and it became her turn to stare. She noticed that his right eye seemed to be messed up, hence the reason for the eye patch. She quickly averted her eyes, realizing her own rudeness. Why did she turn around again? She turned around so she could make sure she wasn't going to be in his way once she stepped out the lab. She looked thin and wiry, but she was very strong and fast. She wanted to set a good example for her Pokmon, and once they got to a good spot in their journey, long training would begin. She wanted her to be strong before they caught a Pokmon, much less challenged the Rustboro City Gym.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

As she passed, Garret wasn't surprised that she wanted to move faster than he did. She was probably just as excited as he was with his first pokemon and the concept of training them was definitely something that excited him. It was hard to imagine a young soul that was entirely uninterested in the idea of beginning their journey with the colorful and bright creature they just met. And yet, as he thought he understood how she felt, she looked back to him and his eye met her own pair. Immediately he looked down and away and frowned. Feeling Garret's vibe, Gastly vanished despite remaining physically within Garret's arms as he didn't let him go and the slight indent on Garret's chest remained as well. Garret continued walking on the direction towards Rostburo, taking no time to pause in grass or to take a break in Oldale Town and instead immediately moving towards the west for Petalburg. He didn't run, the concept of keeping up with Aino wasn't an entirely intriguing one for him. Besides, she has plenty of things to do and the Mudkip could most likely keep her safe. He could tell by the way Gastly looked up to him that he was being petty and improper. But, he wasn't going to listen to Gastly on this one. Sometimes it was best to take a loss and move on as opposed to ramming his head into the same wall like a Tauros with learning disabilities.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

She saw no reason to stop in Oldale Town, she could get other supplies later on. Not that she had needed any either way, she had plenty of things tucked away in the backpack that was secure on her back. She was always prepared for what came at her. Besides, she had every intention of catching a Ralts on Route 102, and she knew that route was just before Petalburg City. If it was a female, she'd be absolutely thrilled. She dearly wanted a Gardevoir when it was fully evolved. But if it turned out to be a Gallade, that would be just as good, they were excellent Fighting-type Pokmon. Mudkip wriggled out of her arms, and hopped down, and began to chase Garret at a decent pace for a creature that had tiny little legs. Based on observation alone, Mudkip had good speed, that would make training to evade attacks much easier. But still, she would train Mudkip for endurance, to be able to keep such a speed for a period of time. Aino would accept nothing less than excellence, and that was because she put herself to a high standard as well. She began her chase after Mudkip, she didn't want her little one to bother them. Besides, he had his own training to do with his Gastly. Much to her horror, her Mudkip fired a Water Gun at Garret. Not to harm him, but to get the Gastly's attention. She managed to scoop up her Mudkip before she caused anymore mischief, and she spoke,I am very sorry if my Mudkip annoyed you and your Gastly.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

Walking past Oldale was hardly an action that had much thought to it. The other side of Petalburg was incredibly beautiful, based on some postcards that Garret got from some of this friends. He'd love to see the waters and the dock there, and it'd be a relaxing place to work out the knots and kinks in his battle plan. As Gengar and Venasaur, his team would have plenty of poison types for the gym in Petalburg, but they were far from evolving to that extent and thankfully Petalburg wouldn't be on the chopping block until later on in his journey. From what he knew about the first gym, it was on Bulbasaur to use his grass type moves to their team's advantage. To Garret's understanding, Gastly would do well against the second gym as well. Completely unaware to Mudkip's sudden move in his direction, blissfully zoning out and thinking about his strategy, Garret himself was going to be prepared to deal with the Water Gun that was in the air on the path for his backside. That is, until Gastly phased through him to appear facing Mudkip and Aino with his big goofy face. He was larger than before with his floating eyes and mouth almost cartoonishly large as the watergun clashes right against him. As the water washed off his face, so did the purple smog and his eyes and mouth as though they were a sand castle hit by a little wave and collapsed. Faceless as though he were defeated, the Gastly's ball-ish form fell to the ground and started to roll almost naturally. And then, it started to roll towards the little blue spunky mon and encircled Mudkip faster and faster. Suddenly, it stopped right in front of the Mudkip before expanding as his eyes and mouth appeared out of no where. Gastly! He chanted loudly before running his big red tongue up the front and face of the Mudkip. This sensation, despite not being the literal attack he could have used, still leaves a deep chillling shocking feeling in the target. It did this to Garret every time Gastly licked him, but the male grew very used to it. Gastly... Garret protested lightly, shaking his head to Aino's apology as if to say Gastly was just as involved with the situation as Mudkip was. He approached the pokemon and watched them without interrupting.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

Aino was very glad Gastly was not upset at the Water Gun. As it turned out, Gastly wanted to play just as much as Mudkip did. Mudkip shivered a bit when she was licked, but she began wagging her top fin a bit. Aino put her Mudkip back on the ground so she and Gastly could properly play. Important as work was, playing was just as important. There was a reason the saying 'All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy' existed. Aino got close to Garret, but not so close as to violate his personal space, and spoke quietly as to not disturb their little ones,Does Gastly usually get this up close and friendly with other Pokmon? Her pale eyes looked at him with great curiosity, waiting for his answer. Unintentionally, her gaze was very intense. This seemed to be proceeding well. She wanted their Pokmon to be very good friends. Alliances were important with fellow trainers. The friendships formed with both people and Pokmon and memories shared were a priceless treasure to hold dear for a life time. That was one of the many lessons her parents and the rest of her family instilled in her. Everyone was successful with Pokmon. Some were Pokmon Breeders. Others were Pokmon Doctors. Others were Pokmon Trainers like her. Others were Pokmon Contest Stars.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

The way Mudkip physically displayed their feelings on the scene was rather intriguing for the young male trainer. If it were a wild Mudkip, then he'd try to catch the female pokemon to get a much closer look at this display and study the Mudkip to sort this depth of interest swelling within him. With his father being a Professor, there was always talk of that curious gene getting passed down to Garret. And yet, he really didn't like this idea and it was why he exorcised his love for pokemon in the shape of being a trainer to divide himself from his father as far as he could so people would stop comparing them and he could stop hearing about it. He listened to Aino without looking her way, knowing she didn't like being watched like he did before. Though, her closeness and the question made it hard for his facial features to not relax and his lips to find a smile, he didn't fight it either. He did noticeably warm up. Gastly's always been so quick to poke his nose into other people's business. He worded it like a nuisance, but his tone and and the way his eye followed the scene before them would spell out a different meaning to the words. Almost nostalgia, even. He'll lick things and other pokemon all the time. Though, I tell him to be careful of psychic types... He finally peeked to Aino's intense gaze before quickly peeling his eye away and continuing. I'm trying to teach him to not lick people. I can avoid getting paralyzed because I'm used to it, but his lick can be dangerous for people. Even when he's careful. Gastly remained visible but intangible as he reached his tongue out to poke Mudkip's back and then immediately flee in evasive circles around the humans, as though he were trying to escape being touched back. The Gastly was a little older than the Mudkip, having been with Garret for a little time since his father hatched the Gastly during his research. As a result, he's learned a little more about how to play less intuitive games like tag.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

Aino smiled, and spoke,Well, I do intend on catching a Ralts later on, female if possible. So Gastly better be careful then. She watched Mudkip try and chase Gastly to try and tag him, it would be hard considering Gastly could fly and she couldn't. Not that it would stop her from trying to tag Gastly, though. She spoke,You going to challenge the Gyms? Do Pokmon Contests? Maybe both? Contests were super big here in Hoenn, and even bigger in the next region over, Sinnoh, she believed it was called. She continued,Can you imagine how much more mischief he could cause once he evolves later on in training? If he even wants to evolve, that is. Some Pokmon were like that, happy to stay as is, not wanting to evolve. She didn't understand why, but if her Pokmon chose that course of action, she would happily support them. But she would equip them with an Everstone to ensure they didn't evolve. Her team would be strong. Maybe she would challenge both Contests and Gyms just for the additional battle experience. She'd definitely get a fully evolved team in the end if she chose that path.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

Ralts is an interesting pokemon. Garret almost immediately responded as though he heard the words he spoke many times over. And he did, but he paid no mind to how much like his father he really was. He was more focused on the fact that the first pokemon they really spoke about throwing a pokeball at was a heavily gendered one. Gallade and his female counterpart are dramatically different. Was she flirting with him? He couldn't tell for a number of reasons. Firstly, he was largely socially divorced. He knew more about engaging with pokemon than he did with others his own age. So should be just toying with him and he wouldn't really be able to tell unless she spelled it out with words. And secondly, there just wasn't enough substance to the Ralts comment to hint towards it. It wasn't like she giggled and suggested that he tried to catch a male Ralts so they could breed. That'd probably be enough to tip him off. He chuckled lightly at the idea of Gastly not behaving himself. Watching the trickster cheat to stay ahead of the faster Mudkip by phasing through things that Mudkip couldn't to gain distance without having to move as fast as he could, he knew the Gastly wasn't going to hold back. If Aino and Garret continued to socialize and there was a little Ralts to play with, Gastly was probably not going to hold back. After this exchange thus far, Garret melted into a more social position as he finally turned his head to look back to Aino more fairly. His eye on her's. I really prefer gym battles, myself. Much like fashion, I'm quite incapable of understanding contests. The whole concept is rather confusing to me. He nodded to her last comment. Gastly is meant to be a Gengar, and I can tell. He's always flying around and putting himself into danger as though he had the fire power of a stronger, bigger pokemon. He never counts himself out, and when he see's his reflection, it's not the eyes of a stage one looking back. I wish I were just a little more driven and confident like Gastly is.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

When he spoke initially, she smirked. He sounded like he was reading from a drilling manual, like it was an automatic response rather than one he wanted to say. She slyly spoke, just to see if he was paying attention,You do know that Gengar and Gardevoir can breed together, right? When she was unsure if somebody was truly giving her their undivided attention, she would say something off color like what she had just said. If they said nothing or said something mechanical, she knew she wasn't getting their attention. She could see Mudkip getting frustrated as heck by not being able to catch Gastly. But still, both of their Pokmon were getting a great deal of exercise from this hard playing session. She spoke,I'll know what Mudkip's destiny is after I spend more time with her. I'll know what the rest of my future team wants after spending time with them. But I do know there's battle rounds in Contests, which is all the more training Pokmon can get to become stronger. I'm always looking for a chance to show off my Pokmon. But only if they want to show off. I'm not into making them fight or train or whatever if they don't want to. It seems too cruel otherwise. As for you, being driven and such, that comes in time, you can't force it on yourself. Let it come naturally.
Thread: Hoenn? More like... Gulpin! (Naomi David and Viktoff Samson)

His lips parted as his the signs of recognition in his eye drained to a mix of blankness and deep thought. Was that correct? He wondered about this for just a moment as he watched Gastly floating around and pondered the implications of a Ralts or Gastly being hatched with a move they otherwise wouldn't have with two Gengar or two Ralts evolution parents. Was Gastly an offspring of two Gengar? Garret mumbled absentmindedly, showing that he did at least hear her words and almost portraying his thought process that was meant to be wordless. He was young when his father showed him the egg that would one day be one of his closest friends. Gastly was... Jolly. Did that have anything to do with this? Probably not. And just as he bridged the concept and rethought her words, the realization that she could have been flirting rushed up his spine and caught him entirely off-guard. It made his eyes open wide, including the bad one which hurt like a nail being driven into anyone else's eye. He'd immediately go pale after this and hold the eye patch to his eye with his right hand. Ow...ow...ow. He grumbled lightly, the color that she brought to his cheeks being washed away by a paper-y pale. Gastly paused, letting Mudkip have the window to approach as he turned and looked to Garret. As a very expressive pokemon, the Gastly didn't have to use human words or even sounds to show his concern with his huge eyes and mouth.