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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 19:13:16 GMT -5
Tunes looked at the Pokémon as she released them, again feeling a little bashful. Note had mentioned that some of his Pokémon had found girlfriends, but he had not really specified much farther than that. She suddenly wished she had asked for more detail. She felt very silly, seeing these Pokémon that she felt she should have already known. "Oh, he's alright. You know... Training his little ones."
"You think he's my son!?" Her eyes narrowed at the Umbreon. She didn't know why she was so angry with him, but she was. How could he think that Chance could possibly be her son!?
The little Eevee's eyes widened as he saw Ellie's Pokémon come from their pokeballs. His ears lowered, but he put on a strong face... which was a bit pointless, since he was nearly hiding under the bed.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 19:22:03 GMT -5
Ellie sighed thoughtfully. "So... how come you have EV, now?" she inquired, trying to keep the conversation going. She was beginning to like his sister. She was a lot like him in ways. Ellie had gone without even thinking of the Fire Trainer for so long, she'd almost forgotten him. Almost. But this girl reminded her of him a lot, and that was nice.
Angelo furrowed his brows. ("He's exactly like you; he shadows you and tries to act like he's the toughest kid on the block. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's thought so,") he defended himself, puffing out his chest.
Chris shook out her fur once she was released, her claws scraping against the floor. She cocked a brow when she saw the Eevee, curled under the bed, trying to look strong. She nudged her mother. ("Who's this clown?")
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 19:28:02 GMT -5
"Well," she said, smiling a bit as she took s couple more steps into the room, "Vivian took a liking to my Eevee chance, who... is... hiding under the bed." She trailed off, blinking as she saw the baby halfway under the bed. She sighed.
"And who do you think his father would be?" she growled, glaring at the Umbreon. It was true, the little Eevee tried to be like her since they had met, and he was her shadow, to a point where it was annoying, but her son?
"I'm not a clown!" Chance growled, jumping up so fast that he bumped his head on the top of the bed. He flopped to the floor again, pouting. "Ow..."
"Oh, baby..." Tunes sighed, scooping the little Eevee off the floor. He snorted, fighting her weakly, but as tough as he tried to be she knew that he was not old enough to be fighting all rough-and-tumble. If it weren't for the fact that he seemed to mellow Vivian out, she would have kept him in his Pokéball all along...
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 19:37:04 GMT -5
"Oh," Ellie commented simply, watching as the Eevee growled madly at Chris and bumped his head. She gave the little Normal Type a sympathetic smile as Tunes scooped him up in her arms. "Mm, by the way," she suddenly realized, "I'm Eleanor Eveon, but call me Ellie."
Angelo shrugged. ("I don't know. I haven't seen you in a long time. Who was I to know if there was somebody else? I didn't even recognize you at first, EV.")
Chris snorted. ("You sure about that, Mr. Jingles?") she mocked, sticking out her tongue.
Brook stared at her daughter and back at the Eevee. Unlike most mothers who would stop their daughters for such rash behavior, the Mightyena just chuckled along.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 19:43:28 GMT -5
"I'm Emily, but everybody just calls me Tunes." She smiled. "Nice to meet you, Ellie. Eli did mention you, when I saw him last, but he was in a bit of a hurry to get going, I didn't catch many details."
EV's lip curled, but she could think of nothing to say. She turned away from him without a word.
Chance glared at Chris, struggling as his head stopped hurting. "Lemme go, lemme go, I'll show you!" he growled, his fight futile.
Lemondrop jumped from Tunes' picket, fearing that the excited Eevee would kick her, and landed on the floor. From where Ellie sat, she looked more like a little plushie than a real Pokémon. She eyed the Eevee warily, before scaleing one of the posts on Ellie's bed and perching herself on the top.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 19:52:27 GMT -5
"I would shake your hand, but I'm not big on getting other people sick," she grinned sheepishly, giving off a short laugh. She was tempted to ask what he'd said about her, but bit her lip. Should she? Or would that be making it too obvious? Or maybe she could just slide it into the conversation...
Angelo stared at her defiantly before padding off and joining Ellie on her bed, curling up around her feet. What was she so mad about? It was a simple mistake that anyone could have made.
Chris roared in laughter, rolling onto her back and cupping her stomach with her forepaws. ("Aw, this kid's great! Mom, can we keep him?")
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 20:02:29 GMT -5
Tunes smiled. "It's the thought that counts." Her smile slowly faded as she thought of something, the question that had been on her mind for so long. "Um, Ellie, what is going on here? This whole town is... it's not right. What's happening?"
Chance's ears lowered, and he turned away in embarrassment.
EV glared daggers at Chris as she saw the look come across Chance's face. "Watch your mouth, you little brat," she growled, the threat in her voice surprising even herself.
Lemondrop raised a brow, her tail twitching in surprise.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 20:27:26 GMT -5
"Team Rocket came here and took over," Ellie explained, frowning as another cough shook through her. She grinned as Angelo padded over to her and gave her a comforting lick on the cheek. "They put the city on lock down. No one can leave. So I'm kind of just stuck here, ill..."
Chris blinked, scrambling to her paws. Who was that Flareon mishap, trying to boss her around? She looked to her mother with a pout on her face.
Brook narrowed her eyes at EV. ("It's good to see you, too, EV,") she somewhat growled, threat lacing her voice.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 20:35:18 GMT -5
Tunes' eyes widened. "That's terrible... How long have you been like this, Ellie?"
"Whatever." She glared back at the the Mightyena evenly. "Just put a leash on your mutt, got it? If I can control mine, you can control yours."
Chance pouted cutely from Tunes' arms. "I can take care of myself!"
"Shut up, Chance."
The little pikachu smirked, jumping from one post to another so that she was perched right above the quarreling dog Pokémon. She sat, a look of anticipation on her face.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 20:42:25 GMT -5
"A week or so," Ellie mused, staring at the ceiling as if it would give her answers. "Angelo's been a real pal, risking his own safety by trying to look for food and medicine while I'm incapable," she smiled, petting his head.
Brook got to her paws defensively, her lip curling back as she stepped in front of her daughter. ("Don't you dare insult my daughter like that!") she snarled, her red-and-yellow eyes flashing with anger. No matter their past acquaintance, Brook wouldn't let anyone talk to her spawn in such a manner.
Delilah watched as both females got heated in anger and felt obliged to do something about it. She rushed in between the two, "Please, please don't fight!"
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 20:48:24 GMT -5
Tunes walked around the bed, setting down Chance before putting her bag down and opening it up. "I'm afraid I don't have any medicines... But I do have some food. And plenty of Pokémon food." She pulled something out for Ellie and handed it to her, a small smile on her face. Then she pulled out her box of pokeblock She held it up to Angelo. "You get first pick," she told the Umbreon, before the sounds of the fighting Pokémon made her start.
The little Eevee bound to the end of the bed, looking down at EV and Brook with wide eyes. Lemondrop' had nearly the same expression.
EV remained calm, lifting her chin defiantly as the Delcatty stepped between them. She was not in the mood to fight, but Brook had always been such a hot head, she knew it had been inevitable. She looked at the Mighyena cooly.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 21:00:25 GMT -5
Ellie looked up curiously with grateful eyes. "Oh, thank you! You have no idea how much this means to me... I haven't had human contact in about a month besides Team Rocket. They tried to steal my little Growlithe before..." She peeked over Tunes' as she spotted Brook, growling furiously at EV. Ugh, now what?
Angelo flattened his ears. After trying to rob her of her goods, she let him have first pick? Though usually not too mushy and humble to humans, having Ellie so vulnerable made him soften up at least a little around her. He nosed under Tunes' hand and licked it, hoping she would understand it as a sign of forgiveness. The starving Umbreon was about to look through the bag when the female turned away, distracted by the snarls coming off of his Teammate, Brook.
Brook simply butted the smaller cat Pokémon aside, raising her head and puffing out her chest. ("Don't give me that look you mange-pelted freak,") she growled in a low tone.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 21:09:34 GMT -5
"Oooh, name calling, Brook? I remember when I was an Eeevee," she taunted, sneering.
Tunes placed the box down before Angelo, walking around the bed with a stone-cold glare. "Enough!" the girl said forcefully, standing between the two Pokémon and glaring at each of them. Though she was small, and unless provoked seemed very meek, Tunes had a dominant energy when she needed it, and it made nearly all Pokémon obey her.
EV narrowed her eyes at the girl, taking a step back. The little bit of anxiety left over from her years ob abuse was coming out again. She was pretty sure that Tunes was the only one that could still bring it out.
"Hehehe," Lemondrop chuckled softly, looking at her trainer as if she was watching TV. Chance, who had never seen Tunes take charge before, stared with wide eyes, lowering his head. She had always been so mild and good natured, the Eevee had never seen her take charge before.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 2, 2011 21:16:59 GMT -5
"I'm really sorry about her," Ellie apologized quickly on her Mightyena's behalf. She sunk back into her bed, dragging out her Pokeballs. "Mm, sorry guys. I can't deal with drama right now," she groaned, recalling Brook and Chris back into their capsules.
Angelo got to his paws and pulled a rag from the cabinet, drenching it in water by the sink. He rung it out by sucking out some of the water and returned it to Ellie, laying it across her forehead. He laid down next to her again, resting his chin on her arm. Despite how snarky and cheeky he could be to and about Ellie, he really cared for her. She was like a mother to him.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 2, 2011 21:22:04 GMT -5
Tunes laughed. "Have you met Vivian? These things happen," she said, pushing her bleach-blond hair from her face. She tilted her head a bit as she saw how tenderly Angelo acted. "You're very lucky to have him," she said with a soft smile.
Chance blinked sinking back on his haunches. Lemondrop looked at him and laughed. "You're so funny. Don't know a thing about anything, she said fondly, patting the Eevee on the head before bounding back to Tunes. The Eeeve stared after her, his eyes narrowed, and then jumped from the bed, landing on his feet and then falling forward. EV, who was standing in next to him, rolled her eyes as he picked himself up.
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