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Post by Atticus on Sept 24, 2011 7:06:01 GMT -5
Ellie's brows creased back as Vivian growled pathetically at the human. "I'm sorry, Vivian," she said, though she had no idea what she was apologizing for. Vivian was a wild card.
She took Vivian's Pokéball first so that Don could help her if the eeveelution mix was resistant on getting in her Pokéball. With a click, she tried to return the female into the capsule, hoping it would work and that she wouldn't kill her later on.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 24, 2011 10:36:32 GMT -5
Vivian flinched back, flashing the girl a rueful glare, but she was too tired to dight the red light. Don watched her disappear before turning to Ellie, patiently waiting to be returned to his own Pokéball.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 12:21:22 GMT -5
"If she tries to kill me later, lend me a paw, would you?" The blond smiled, her brows creased back as she patted the canine on the head before returning him into his Pokéball. She turned to Elliot and ushered him in. "So, you think you can carry me and Note?"
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 25, 2011 12:32:11 GMT -5
The Charizard dipped his head assuringly, his eyes darting from Note to Ellie again. He was confident he could make the nourney, but not xo concident that Note could. H tried desperatwly to control his nerves, instead focusing on Ellie. With one hand he fingerspelled: r-a-n-c-h? He was unsure if she knew the language that Note had tauht him, but it was worth finding out.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 13:07:08 GMT -5
Ellie focused as the Charizard moved his fingers. Note had told her about his way of communication before... she caught a distinctive 'r', something that looked like a capitalized 'Q' or an 'a', the 'n' was easy, the 'c' was even simpler, and she didn't even have to guess the next letter. The ranch! She nodded. "Yes, to the ranch."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 25, 2011 13:16:34 GMT -5
Elliot nodded and lowered himself to the ground, allowing Ellie and Note to more easily get on his back.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 16:30:11 GMT -5
Ellie went over to Note's bed and using all her strength, lifted the boy up as gently as she could. She placed his limp body on Elliot's back and climbed up herself, returning Flora to her Pokéball and putting all the Pokeballs securely in her purse. She held onto Elliot, her arms around Note to ensure he wouldn't fall.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 25, 2011 20:45:50 GMT -5
Stretching his wings, Elliot took to the sky, his ascent as gentle as he could make it, and started toward Ellie's ranch.
It was only several minutes later that Kiabe dropped to the ground in front of Tunes, making the blonde jump back in surprise. The older girl lounded in a crouch and stood slowly. "Tunes, is everything okay? Was this building on fire!?" She looked at the building worriedly, and then she turned to the twins, her eyebrows raising curiously. "Oh, boys. Hi boys! I'm Kiabe. Are you Tunes' friends? Probably a dumb question." She bit her lip anxiously, and then said in a less hyper tone, "What happened?"
A shadow passed over her head and she held out her arm so that her Staraprot Star could land there. The bird Pokémon cooed anxiously at the sight of the building and the Pokémon in the boxes, and Kiabe quickly pulled out her Pokéball and returned her.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 21:54:31 GMT -5
(Ellie/Ellie's.Team/ & Note/Note's.Team to the Ranch)
Milo nearly jumped out of his skin as he was startled by the unfamiliar voice of Kiabe. He listened politely to the exchange of words between the only females present. He felt a little awkward. It'd been a while since he was around girls... that weren't Ellie of course. But even they hadn't seen each other in a while; today had been their first confrontation in a while.
When Kiabe turned to him and his brother, he looked hopefully to Zane.
"Er, we're Ellie's brothers and the sons of Lt. Surge, the Gym Leader in Kantō," Zane introduced both Milo and himself. "We just met," he explained, gesturing back-and-forth to the brothers and Tunes. "But I'd like to think of ourselves as friends," the young boy grinned mischievously.
"Ellie ran off to her ranch... Yeah, I don't really understand what's going on," he grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Anyway, I think you were called because you have some Pokémon with telekinesis. There's a bunch of unconscious Pokémon back at the tower that need some uhh... transportation."
With Don out of the picture, having run off with the blonde, Solitaire sat there awkwardly, blinking. The hell... He recoiled at all the humans and turned and began to scamper off. He had to find his way back to the gang, but how the hell was he supposed to accomplish that when he didn't even know where he was?
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 25, 2011 22:02:34 GMT -5
She nodded. "Okay. Well, I'm Kiabe, and my dad's... a merchant. Where am I teleporting these Pokémon?" As she spoke she pulld out a Pokémon and released her Kadabre Houdini. The pyschic type lookd arouns, nodded curtly to Tunes, and then regarded Zane and Milo curiously. His eyes quickly shifted to the boxes of Pokémon and he wqited patient,y for his trainer's orders.
"Ellie offered to take them, and I as also hoping that you could take some, too," Tunes replied, eying the boxes sadly.
"Then⦠there are more inside." She aighed,nputting her hand to her mouth, and then nodded. "Yeah. I can do that. Does anybody have a picture of the ranch?" Sheooked at the twins hopefully.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 22:09:13 GMT -5
"Uhh... I can text her and ask her to send her a picture?" Zane inquired, taking out his cellphone. He flipped it open and began to press an ample amount of buttons before closing it. "But, uh, wouldn't you rather know the location?" he asked the Kadabra.
Milo nodded at Kiabe's statement. "Yes, and they're bigger Pokémon so that Houndoom and Houndour weren't able to haul them out," he pointed out. Speaking of the Houndour... he knew that the evolution had run off, but where was the little guy? From a distance he saw the black canine sulking away and frowned.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 25, 2011 22:17:34 GMT -5
"He usually wotks better with an image," Kiabe explained, latting the Kadabra's shoulder. "But both will help."
Tunes folllwed Milo's gaze to the Houndour, and she frowned deeply. "Oh, the poor thing... he was onw of the Rocket Pokémon, wasn't he? But he was helping Note's Pokémon." She took a step toward him and heldnout her hand, whistling softly. She honestly did not think it would work, but it broke her heart to see a Pokémon so lost.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 22:23:56 GMT -5
Zane nodded in empathy before he felt the cell in his hand vibrate. "Oh, hey! Got it," he informed, handing over the phone carelessly to the Kadabra. "That's the place," he grinned. One day, he'd have some Pokémon in that ranch, too. For now, the only Pokémon he had were the ones on his team... but he knew that would change in the near future.
Solitaire slightly acknowledged the whistle; enough to get him to turn around and glance back at the blonde who was gesturing for him. What was he? Some kind of dog-- oh, wait. He stopped walking away, but sat there stubbornly instead of returning obediently. He wasn't a pet!
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Sept 25, 2011 22:28:50 GMT -5
"Houdini, teleport the Pokémon here," Kiabe instructed, pointing at the boxes and then the cell phone picture in turn.
The Kadabra nodded and looked at the boxes. His eye and the boxes glowed in unison, and then they were gone, materializing ouside the white house where the picture had been taken.
When he turned around she was surprisednat the. She smiled hopefully, pulling from her bag a poffin. She tossed it in front of her and waited patiently.
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Post by Atticus on Sept 25, 2011 22:40:05 GMT -5
Milo watched in awe. "What about the Pokémon still in the towers?" he asked innocently.
Solitaire stared at the poffin that was tossed between them. He eyed the human curiously. He'd stolen multiple poffins back at Relebrity Town; humans had never really voluntarily given them to him. What kind of sick being was this? Despite his thoughts, the shameful Houndour still trotted towards it carelessly and grabbed it in his mouth, devouring it quickly. It'd been a while since he had a decent meal, thanks to those cheapskates.
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