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Post by Nishrocks on May 17, 2008 16:52:20 GMT
Nero, basking in glee, ran down Route One, awaiting the crossing for Route Two, where he would finally see the pack again.
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Post by Radio on May 18, 2008 0:13:00 GMT
[ooc: I just realized Milo will be fifteen in two days.]
Milo was free! Humming a meaningless tune (he still hadn't gotten around to learning how to whistle), he hop-stepped his way down the path. Route Two and he would be in a town, with some people, a bed, and food. What could be better than that?
Meeting another person, of course. It was a while before he saw the other boy, also seemingly happy. Really, he shouldn't go up to him on the off chance that the other kid wanted to battle, but still...It was another human. Throwing caution to the wind, he made his way toward the other person.
"Hey. Hey! Who are you?" He asked, hoping to start a conversation.
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Post by PBK on May 18, 2008 4:55:14 GMT
ooc|| Nice. Marco's age.
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A couple of Rattata played in the nearby grass. They didn't even seem to notice the two boys in the area. Or perhaps they were so used to people coming that way that they didn't even care.
To one side, the lake shimmered in the sun. From time to time, a Magikarp could be seen flopping at the surface, disturbing the otherwise peaceful place. There was a darker side of the lake, a place where life's existance was questionable. But it was quite far off, a place where no man would really want to go. |
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Post by Nishrocks on May 18, 2008 7:42:02 GMT
Nero wasn't trying to talk to the boy approaching him.
In fact, quite the opposite.
The boy was a little shady looking.
The boy was a little moody loooking,
and frankly, the boy stank!
As if he'd just run through a horde of skunk pokemon (although such a thing was impossible,)
So Nero nearly had a heart attack.
When the boy asked him for his name, Nero wanted to die.
But he could show off!
"Hang on, just a sec," he muttered. "He held up his pokedex."
"So you'll be Milo? Nice to meet you, I'm Nero."
<Salutations!>
<Hi, I'm Clio!>
<Hey.>
Nero thought of his family back in Pewter.
His MOM, who was his sole PokeNav contact.
Well, apart from Breeder Rhiannon, but of course, Nero'd never met her.
"Oh, Em, Gee," thought Nero, his mind invariably drawn to forums on the Indigo League website.
Nero Alby realised that here in Kantex, he was a foreign, friendless loser.
"Well," he thought, "time to make a friend,"
Nero went over to talk to Milo.
Which is a shame, because otherwise, he's have noticed that Nin's eye was blinking occasionally.
Oh dear...
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Post by Radio on May 18, 2008 14:39:31 GMT
Milo goggled at the kid. How had he known his name? Had he met him before? No, that couldn't be possible, this guy probably live in Kantex his whole life or something. Maybe he had known Thira? That was entirely possible, she had been to lots of regions previously.
"Um, just out of curiosity, do you know my sister?" He asked, "Or to put it in another way, how do you know my name? I don't think I've met you before."
It was entirely possible that this kid was a psychic, and could've read his mind, he realized. So, while waiting for Nero to answer, he asked, "So you can read minds?"
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Post by Nishrocks on May 18, 2008 16:23:01 GMT
Nero laughed.
"No, you haven't met , my pokedex picked up your details. I can't read minds, but pokemon, Ninurta can."
Nero turned, still laughing, and saw that Nin was flashing.
The laughing stopped.
"GET DOWN!"
His other two pokemon, Tempeste and Cliodna rushed at Milo, knocking him down too.
A vivid beam of SecretPower went flying, narrowly missing the top of Nero's head. Nero pulled out his Pokedex handbook.
"Secretpower, 30% chance of sleep when in tall grass, or near puddles."
They were in an overgrown route. Near a lake.
Oh dear.
Nero turned around, and to his horror, his other two pokemon were asleep. If he was attacked by a pokemon now, he'd have to rely on Ninurta. But Ninurta was always weak after these energy bursts.
He caught the floating pokemon as it fell...
"What is it? What's happening to you?"
<I am sorry, friend, for I do not know>
"Well," thought Nero, "that was a first."
<Friend... am I going to die?>
A single tear rolled down Nero's face.
"No, of course not!"
Nero had never seen his pokemon so insecure, or so weak.
Ninurta closed his eyes.
Fainted.
Now, Nero was defenceless...
Oh dear. OOC: "Oh dear." I think I've found Nero's catchphrase. I've used it at least 7 times now. Oh dear. XD |
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Post by Radio on May 18, 2008 17:56:43 GMT
"Um," Milo stared blankly for a moment. How could someone loose all their pokemon in one move? "Do you want to borrow a pokemon? I still have some that haven't fainted, and, er, you seem to short."
Grabbing Meno's pokeball, he handed it to the other boy. "Menos will help you 'til you heal your pokemon. Also, it sounded like you were talking to your pokemon. How do you do that? I think my sister could, but I only thought it was a freaky genius thing." |
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Post by Nishrocks on May 18, 2008 19:22:42 GMT
Nero felt a little embarrassed.
Here he was, one pokemon fainted, and two asleep.
And the most embarrasing part, he was being offered one by a complete stranger.
Oh dear
He seemed to be thinking that a lot.
It was almost like a catchphrase.
Just as Nero turned a bright shade of heliatrope, Cliodna stirred from sleep.
<I can hear him>
Nero turned, rapt with attention.
"Hear who? Who can you hear Clio?"
<He's crying. Nin's crying out for help. I don't know who he's talking to, but I can hear him. Can't you?>
Nero hadn't thought about it till now, but he and Nin had a Psychic link. It's why he could talk to pokemon. And Nin was indeed crying out...
<T..ta..ke......m...e.. t....t.he....sh..shri..ine...>
Nero's eyes widened.
"OF COURSE! THE LAPRAS SHRINE!" he exclaimed. He was about to hurry off, carrying Ninurta in his arms, followed by Clio, when he turned and saw Milo, arm still outstretched.
He turned heliatrope again.
"Oh, of course, sorry. Umm... much as I appreciate the kindness, and generosity, er, well, Clio's awake now, and I can hear Nin crying for help," He realised with a pang of guilt that Milo couldn't. He bit his lip. "Listen, here, when Clio evolves, she'll be a Ninetails, a pokemon nigh on legendary, with some psychic ability. She can channel some of that. I can understand pokespeech because of Ninurta, who bonded with me as a close friend, but Clio can channel that power into you too,"
He turned to his fox pokemon.
"Ready Clio?"
<Yessir!>
She sat in front of Milo. And a white glow emnated from her, and from Ninurta.
MILO GAINED THE ABILITY TO UNDERSTAND POKESPEECH!
Nero stood up again.
"Nin says to take him to the Lapras Shrine, so that's where we'll be going. You're welcome to come if you want. It'll be nice to travel with a friend. "
The Unown pokemon groaned.
"I really need to go, I don't know how long this will last, but I need to get help. Come along to the Shrine, if you want. Nin needs friends,"
And so do I...
With that, Nero rushed off to the Lapras Shrine...
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