Post by 2D+Dragon™ on May 7, 2006 17:11:06 GMT
With purpously loud clacks, 2-D found his way to the lab. Great now I go in... he decided, and he stepped up the stairs by threes, being that his legs were longer, and more spindlier than most.
When he reached the top, he tapped out a tune on the large door, before unclicking the door handle, and gracefully sauntering inside.
The bright lab light made his head pound, as he slowly mulled over each and every detail the laboratory had to offer.
The sounds of different pokemon rang through his empty mind, as he thaught about why he had come here anyway.
Oh yes... protection.
He smiled, and stepped forward, his converses clacking on the white linolium.
He scratched his blue-haired head, and looked over at a desk strewn with paperwork and what-not.
Looking around, he slowly parted his lips, and called out in a melodic, but british accented voice:
"Heeelo? Anyone home?"
He then closed his mouth, and took out his flick-comb, and quickly brushed it through a strand of his hair, before returning it into the pocket of his red jacket.
He hummed himself a clever little tune, and strode over to a doorway, and put his head up against the door. He heard the muffled sounds of pokemon yipping, and whatever other sounds they made.
Then it came to his blank mind... what would he get??
He took his head away from the door and stood there pondering what he would end up with.
"I guess whichever seems to me liking..." he mumbled to himself putting on his best friendly smile.
When he reached the top, he tapped out a tune on the large door, before unclicking the door handle, and gracefully sauntering inside.
The bright lab light made his head pound, as he slowly mulled over each and every detail the laboratory had to offer.
The sounds of different pokemon rang through his empty mind, as he thaught about why he had come here anyway.
Oh yes... protection.
He smiled, and stepped forward, his converses clacking on the white linolium.
He scratched his blue-haired head, and looked over at a desk strewn with paperwork and what-not.
Looking around, he slowly parted his lips, and called out in a melodic, but british accented voice:
"Heeelo? Anyone home?"
He then closed his mouth, and took out his flick-comb, and quickly brushed it through a strand of his hair, before returning it into the pocket of his red jacket.
He hummed himself a clever little tune, and strode over to a doorway, and put his head up against the door. He heard the muffled sounds of pokemon yipping, and whatever other sounds they made.
Then it came to his blank mind... what would he get??
He took his head away from the door and stood there pondering what he would end up with.
"I guess whichever seems to me liking..." he mumbled to himself putting on his best friendly smile.
