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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 0:42:53 GMT -5
"Well if your stories were all like mine, I'd fear I had a stalker." He joked. "Here I am-" Spot pulled on an overdramatic heartbroken act, obviouly still joking. "Pouring my heart out to this stranger-" his hand fluttered his hand at Note, with a fake nose sniffle. "And my dreadful conffesions a met only with a half-hearted response."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 0:45:33 GMT -5
Note chuckled at the theatrical show. "Okay, okay... Um... I could tell you about the time I got shot. That's a pretty interesting story."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 0:59:51 GMT -5
"Go on~" Oliver encouraged, eager to learn more about not. He shot his hands up in the air, setting his wrist cuffs rattling for a moment. He loved that racket. But it soom faded into silence as he moved his hands as if he were a conductor- slowly enough to not disrupt the younger trainer's story. He watched the clouds move across the sky, all ears.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 1:02:56 GMT -5
Note smiled and sat back. He crossed his hands over his lap, looked up at the sky, and began, "Well, we were in Goldenrod City about a year ago. The entire town had been taken hostage by Team Rocket. No one could get in, no one could get out. And no one was really sure what they were doing, since... they weren't telling anyone. They were based in Radio Tower. Giovanni was there, even."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 1:07:22 GMT -5
He nodded, closing his eyes and continuing to conduct.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 1:17:25 GMT -5
"Tunes and a friend of ours finally managed to sneak in and we battled our way all the way to the top. We faced Giovanni," Note said, slowing as he recalled the ordeal. "Our plan was to fight him and be done, but... things got out of hand when his goons pulled guns. He decided he liked Vivian" -he gestured to the mutant fleetingly- "so we thought we would be able to make a deal or something, which... in retrospect, wasn't a very good idea..."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 1:23:28 GMT -5
"Yeah, I've sortuv gathered that when someone's 'Got a deal to make', it's usually a bad one." His eyes were still closed and he was leading his imaginary band to play faster.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 1:25:09 GMT -5
Note obliged: he picked up the pace of his story a little bit. "I let them examine her from a distance, and Giovanni got the idea that she wasn't real, or something like that... So he told one of his goons to shoot her. I jumped in the way and begged him not to, but they shot at her anyway. The bullet went right through my shoulder and into her chest."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 1:28:46 GMT -5
His hands stopped at a high raised note as he waited for the story to continue. The lungs of any wind or brass instrument players strained.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 1:33:46 GMT -5
Note lowered his eyes to Oliver as he continued. "I blacked out after that. I was unconscious. You would have to ask Emily for the full story, but I guess my heart stopped. Lemondrop, Em's Pikachu, zapped it back. So I kind of owe my life to that little rodent." He scratched the back of his head. He still was not happy about that detail. "The whole inside of the tower was burned... the top floors, anyway. Giovanni and a lot of his goons were included. They burned with the building. But we got all the Pokémon out that we could."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 1:38:28 GMT -5
His eyes flicked open as he quickly silenced the band. "So that whole shabam was you guys? Impressive."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 1:39:49 GMT -5
Note shrugged modestly. "I guess. I was apparently dead for half of it."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 1:54:51 GMT -5
He pulled out his phone and looked at the time. "Tis nearly time to meet back with the girls." He sat up and whistled, calling Snuff back to him.
The Pokémon trotted stiffly back from his patrol and though he gave the little Pokémon a wide berth, he snarled at them if they made the slightest move.
"Leave em alone!" Spot called, drawing Snuff's attention and finally the dog came to his side. He returned his Pokémon, save Road-rice who said "Bye-bye!" To his new friends and returned to sit on his trainer's shoulders.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 2:04:03 GMT -5
Note withdrew all his Pokémon as well and stood at Oliver's side. "Wonder what the girls have been up to," he mused.
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 2:13:54 GMT -5
Snickering, he started back towards the mall with his strutting gait. "Karla's pretty predictable, but I dunno what your sister likes to do." He flicked the phone ope and made a call via speed dial. "Hey, babe." After a moment it was followed by that hardy laugh. "Yeah, you almost done there? ...Cool. on our way back. Cya-!" And the hone snapped shut.
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