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Post by ...silver on Jan 24, 2010 9:34:44 GMT -5
[atrb=width,100px][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=repeat,no-repeat][atrb=width,230px]Count: 613 OOC: Slightly edit to posting design ff. | [cs=2][atrb=width,300px] A little annoyed and still relieved that Soul finally stopped her questions. She seemed to enter as state of thinking, if it was about what he had said had no interest to him. Silver leaned his head back against the tree and looked at the two Potions, while Soul was doing something else. Checking her PokeGear maybe? He didn't really care, as long she didn't contact anyone for help or whatever. He didn't even look at her when she mumbled the time, he barely heard it. Night or day didn't matter too much to him, and it did even less in a forest like Ilex. The only thing that was good about the night was that everyone seemed to be asleep, and it was so much easier to go steal something without getting noticed. He finally lifted his eyes from the Potions. They were within his reach. He was fine enough now he decided. He took the egg and gave Soul it without any warning nor saying anything.
Free of the egg he took one of his Pokeballs, and called out one of his Pokemons with a simple click on the button - and not by throwing it into the air or something. Sneasel appeared out of the red beam, and just looked at its trainer. A patiently and waiting look in its eyes. As if it knew Silver wouldn't let it battle in this condition. But still prepared if it was called out of necessary. Though as soon it sensed Soul it turned and gave a small hiss. Even if she was just sitting there Sneasel knew its trainer hated pretty much everyone, -some more than others- and it wasn't a Pokemon that took too many chances. ,,s'fine. Ignore her.'' Silver said, no he ordered. Yet something different was about his voice, he usually had a cold tone whenever he told someone something. This wasn't just any Pokemon nor person...
Sneasel was looking pretty bad, but at least it could stand and send Soul hostile stares even if she just was been told to ignore; and even if Silver had told her to do so, he didn't say anything but where aware of the stares his Sneasel sent. Carefully he began to check Sneasel again, it wasn't very long since he had done it but he did it again one more time. Just to be sure he hadn't overseen something. Though his body protested violently with pain, he reached out and grabbed one of the Potions. Not even looking at Soul to confirm she had given them to him. He didn't care his body needed rest, he had hurt and wounded Pokemons. They were far more important, and he felt good enough to take care of them right now - or rather his brain did. He slowly took care of Sneasel, making sure that the worst wounds was treated first. Working effective but careful not to make Sneasel feel any kind of pain. When the potion was emptied, Sneasel looked a lot better - but still wasn't fit to a battle.
Silver looked somewhat more relieved now, though he still had a few more Pokemons to take care of. He was just about to take out another Pokeball when he had to quickly cover his mouth once more. Another coughing. It didn't sound as bad at last time, but still. Sneasel laid its paw on him, a kind of hard-to-read expression - with a bit of worry. It wasn't as bad as last time, Silver thought when he removed the hand and looked at it. There was only two droplets of blood in it. Nothing compared to last time, a good sign he guessed.
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Post by Soul • on Jan 24, 2010 10:37:42 GMT -5
Soul was a little bit surprised to suddenly find the egg back in her grasp again, though she didn’t really mind, it was her egg now after all and she enjoyed holding it. Plus, it wasn’t like Silver was going to have it with him forever, she had expected he would have given it back to her a lot sooner though. Soul smiled slightly at the unborn pokémon in her arms, the warmth of the shell felt nice but she gathered that it would still need a lot more warmth, considering it was a fire type she guessed it was only natural for it to have this heat already. Continuing to stare at it, she wondered just how long it would be until it hatched, it could take a few days or even longer, she wasn’t exactly sure. Soul guessed that when she got to the next pokecenter that she would ask the Nurse Joy that occupied that facility, she was positive that they would be able to tell her all about what to expect and perhaps how to prepare for the birth of her seventh pokémon. If not, well, clearly they were pretty crap at their jobs.
The noise of movement caused Soul to curiously glance to the side of her, witnessing the Sneasel being released from her Pokéball. Obviously the part dark pokémon wasn’t in the best of condition, considering it had taken part in the battle as well and had received some blows. She wasn’t expecting the hostile hiss from the Sneasel though, causing Soul to jump a little and clutch onto the Growlithe egg a little tighter in shock. Soul quickly glanced away, not wanting to provoke the ice and dark type by glaring back, even though she sort of wanted to. She didn’t want any more trouble today, she’d rather not have an angry Sneasel attack her as well. Yet she couldn’t help but glare just a little when Silver told his pokémon to just ignore her. Of course, just act like she wasn’t here, just like they didn’t want her here in the first place. It wasn’t exactly a nice feeling when you knew that you weren’t wanted and Soul found herself hugging onto the egg closely, as if holding it for her own comfort as well to shield it from the cold and the hostile pokémon near them.
She couldn’t help but glance silently over at the pair when she had heard the squirts of the potions being used, so Silver was curing his pokémon then? However, being healed surely didn’t stop Sneasel from glaring coldly at Soul, which she clearly noticed. However, Soul shook it off, Silver glared at her all the time with that same look so naturally, it didn’t bother her as much as it used to. Of course, she also couldn’t say anything about hostile pokémon either, it wasn’t like her own team were all friendly either, Jasper in particular was rather hot headed and sometimes violent, often trying to bite people he didn’t know or like. Rowan too, wasn’t exactly a people lover either but it wasn’t like he attacked them, only ignored them like they weren’t worth his time.
Soul glanced over with a worried expression when Silver started to cough once more, of course he didn’t tell her when he was feeling bad so she had no idea what was actually wrong with him. Soul half reached over to him before glancing over at Sneasel, giving her a serious look as if to let her know she wasn’t going to hurt her trainer. Of course, she knew that Sneasel probably wouldn’t know that Soul meant no harm to him and she could only hope that the dark and ice type wouldn’t attack her. It wasn’t like Sneasel would trust her, considering the only times they had really laid eyes on each other was either in battle against each other or in a rare situation, like today, when they actually battled side by side. Very gently and slightly timidly, Soul placed a hand on Silver’s arm with a concerned look upon her features. “Are you feeling okay?” She questioned, of course she intended her touch and words to be caring and comforting but knowing Silver, he’d probably just shove her away, unless his Sneasel got to her first.
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Post by ...silver on Jan 24, 2010 12:10:29 GMT -5
[atrb=width,100px][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=repeat,no-repeat][atrb=width,230px]Count: 386 OOC: Not really sure if I like this one :1 | [cs=2][atrb=width,300px] Sneasel reacted soon as Soul got a inch closer to Silver and jumped at her with another warning hiss. Silver -still a bit dizzy from the coughing- didn't get to do anything before Sneasel hand slashed Soul. Not a deep one, more like a warning, but a slash nevertheless. It landed between them, in a position that just told 'I'll be ready to do more than that'. ,,Sneasel!'' Silver almost hissed in the same dangerous and warning tone as Sneasel had done - a bit hoarse from the coughing. Sneasel turned and they stared at each other in what seemed like forever, but what in real was only a few seconds. Sneasel looking a bit confused. Finally it turned its head a bit down, but still kept the eye contact. Silver took out the Pokeball and called it back, without any last words. ,,I should have foreseen that...'' he mumbled, ignoring Souls first question. Turning his attention to Soul he continued ,,Sneasel is not used to there's anyone around. And you...'' He almost sighed. It wasn't a direct apologize, but at least it explained somewhat. He stopped halfway through though, not really knowing what he was going to say. He should probably warn her, he didn't really want more trouble.
Not even thinking about her condition after the attack from Sneasel, he just continued. ,,I'm also going to look at Haunter... and he's a bit...'' He stopped, looking for the right words to describe the ghost. Quite a little devil, enjoying other peoples pain. It would not surprise him if he didn't really have to use the Potion, and just let Haunter be around them. ,,He enjoy other creatures pain... Even his own.'' He said, not sure whether Soul had met the Haunter like that. Had she even met it? It sure was a rather new Pokemon on the team, and he had only let the Pokemon out in battles. He wasn't even sure how many people in the world that knew his Pokemon outside of battle. It couldn't be many. He looked at Soul again, and her new scratch; she couldn't be too happy with it. She probably wouldn't like to meet Haunter at all, but Silver kind of didn't care much - to him his Pokemons was still more important to him than anything else.
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Post by Soul • on Jan 24, 2010 13:07:15 GMT -5
The thing that Soul had hoped wouldn’t happen ended up happening anyway, almost instinctively when she saw Sneasel lunging at her, she managed to somewhat move her body so the defenceless egg was out of the other pokémons view, her body shielding it from the possible threat. Her caramel eyes squeezed shut as she felt a sharp sensation brush across her right arm, dangerously close to the bandaged up wound which she had received from the Houndoom from earlier. However, her mind was far away from her own injuries and fixed firmly on not letting the Growlithe egg get a scratch on it. She barely registered Silver saying his pokémons name, she found herself feeling slightly dizzy and shocked from the incident, of course, it wasn’t as bad a situation as earlier but it had frightened her to no end, causing her to tremble slightly. Soul slowly opened her eyes and upon noticing Sneasel being returned to her Pokéball, only then did she uncurl her shaking form from the egg, franticly looking down at the shell to inspect the possible damage. Soul wasn’t even worried about herself and didn’t notice the fresh blood trickling down her arm and onto the ivory bandages from the small slash she had received.
Soul let out a tiny sigh of relief after inspecting the precious egg and finding it unaffected from Sneasel’s outburst, her head spinning and her body still trembling just a little, Soul found herself leaning back against the tree again, trying to get over what had happened. She wanted to shout at Silver for allowing his pokémon to just randomly attack someone but the words wouldn’t come out, she was too shook up about the possibility of the little egg being slashed to let out a proper sentence when Silver tried to explain his Sneasel’s actions. “..O-okay.” She mumbled out, holding the unborn Growlithe close to her chest. Soul found herself only partly angry at Sneasel because of Silver’s words to defend her, she would understand the dark pokémons motives if she was hurting Silver but she wasn’t, she had barely touched his arm and it had sent the pokémon into a vicious attacking mode. A part of her knew that the next time she saw that Sneasel, it would make her slightly afraid of what it could do to her next if she accidently stood too close to Silver.
She nodded in understanding when Silver spoke about letting his Haunter out, personally she didn’t really care if he let the pokémon out as long as it wouldn’t attack her. Soul bitterly gathered that the Ghost pokémon that Silver wanted to let out was going to have a hell of a fun time around her then, considering she wasn’t in the healthiest of states and her mood wasn’t exactly positive at the moment. Slowly, Soul managed to compose herself from the initial shock of being attacked and her shaking soon started to cease, though her vision was still a little fuzzy, mostly because of her exhausted and injured state. There was a barely audible splat on the grass next to her as one of the droplets of blood from her new cut dribbled down her arm and onto the ground. Soul could feel the sensation of something running down her injured arm, slightly sending chills up her spine but she didn’t flinch, only giving the egg that gave a slight wiggle a comforting and gentle squeeze, as if to try and sooth her own mind as well.
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Post by ...silver on Jan 24, 2010 14:09:13 GMT -5
[atrb=width,100px][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=repeat,no-repeat][atrb=width,230px]Count: 627 OOC: N/A | [cs=2][atrb=width,300px] Silver couldn't help but to notice Souls extreme reaction to Sneasels attack, or well, it was kind of extreme to him. Why should such a simple attack, just a warning, make a tremble like that. Though he didn't comment on it. It would probably just make it worse. She looked rather protective over the egg, as if Sneasel would attack it. He narrowed his eyes a bit, why should Sneasel attack the egg when it was Soul it was angry at. Or was it just because of the things that happen in Goldenrod? That made her a bit overprotecting? He stared a little out at nothing, should he really let Haunter out? It'd probably make him more tired, Haunter always somehow sucked out the energy of its surroundings that was feeling bad in the first place. As long there were no one asleep, though it probably wouldn't be possible when Haunter was out. It always had such a sinister air around it, as most ghost Pokemons had.
But knowing that the Pokemon was hurt and he didn't do a thing about it made him more uneasy. He'd feel like this until he had healed all of his Pokemons fully. It was going take a while, he had to admit that. At least he could help the two of them a bit. Silver sent Soul a last look, impossible to see what he exactly was thinking. Mostly to check that she wasn't completely blacked out by shock. She seemed somewhat well, good thing she had the egg to look after. He took Haunters Pokeball and clicked it to release the Pokemon.
The purple ghost came out of the red beam, it's mouth formed in a rather devil grin. Even if it was badly damaged from keeping the Tyranitars attention, and from when the building fell on the giant green. It hadn't moved out of the ruin, staying and enjoying the Tyranitars death fully. Now it seemed to be in just as a much joy, just from it's own damage. It looked around, as it quickly sensed the air was filled with blood and tiredness. Maybe even fear? With the usual grin, it turned and looked at Soul and the egg. Clearly interested. But before it could get any closer Silver stopped it. By holding a hand up before its head. Haunter turned and gave Silver a rather creepy and yet happy look. Its way of asking Silver why he was stopping it from going to look at and enjoy the pain from the girl.
,,I need to look at your wounds. - I don't care if you want to keep them.'' He was holding a completely different tone to the Haunter than he had done to Sneasel. This was more hard, maybe even toneless. His kept Haunters stare, telling it with the eyes that Haunter could concentrate on him and nothing else. Haunter seemed somewhat disappointed, but quickly found joy in Silvers wounds and began to float around him. Silver stopped it by putting a hand right through it, the ghost right next to his wounded side looking rather annoyed. Silver couldn't inspect Haunter like he had done with Sneasel, so he just sprayed Haunter where he could see wounds. A ghost was rather hard to heal, or he still wasn't used to it. Not being able to touch it annoyed him endlessly. It was so much more easy to check his other Pokemons. Slightly unhappy with being healed Haunter started to bite Silvers shoulder, without really doing any damage - as a ghost couldn't really bite. It was more to show Silver how unhappy it was, almost like a little kid that couldn't get the toy it wanted. Silver just kept spraying it as if he didn't care at all.
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Post by Soul • on Jan 24, 2010 14:46:17 GMT -5
Soul knew that her reaction was different than normal, if this had been a day when Goldenrod hadn’t been attacked and she didn’t have an egg she needed to protect, she probably would have gotten angry and reacted with sharp words. But the incident with Goldenrod had happened and she did have a defenceless egg, so who could really blame her for being a bit more shook up about the ordeal? It also wasn’t like Soul knew Sneasel was just going to scratch her a little bit, she didn’t know the pokémon and she didn’t trust her, even less now considering it attacked people who hadn’t done anything and personally, Soul had had enough of being attacked by pokémon for one day. Deciding to try and block the incident out, Soul took a silent breath to try and calm her mind, it worked a little bit. Soul glanced to look over at Silver, catching his eyes considering he was looking at her for the moment as well before releasing his Haunter in a beam of silvery light.
She gazed at the Haunter, remembering it from the battle considering Silver had used him in the fight between the Tyranitar and the Houndoom as well. She was a little curious about the Haunter, she hadn’t seen it very much and even now, despite it being injured it seemed perfectly happy, the complete opposite to her and Silver, who clearly weren’t so pleased about their wounds. It didn’t take long before the ghost type turned to look at Soul and she stared back at it, wondering what he would actually do, considering it didn’t seem hostile like Sneasel, that much she could tell by its body language. However before it could come any closer, Silver stopped it from doing so and Soul watched as the large ghost went towards the redhead instead, floating around him as Silver made use of the potions once again by healing the ghost and poison type.
Soul found herself silently watching the scene before her, it was clear how much Silver cared for his pokémon and it sort of made her secretly smile for a brief moment. She tilted her head in confusion when Silver didn’t even flinch when Haunter started to bite him, she didn’t have a ghost type on her team so she wasn’t exactly super knowledgeable about them. “..Doesn’t that hurt?” She asked curiously, hoping she wouldn’t be deemed stupid because of her lack of knowledge about contact with ghost pokémon. Soul glanced at the sharp teeth that the Haunter had, they had to be for something right?
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Post by ...silver on Jan 26, 2010 11:21:47 GMT -5
[atrb=width,100px][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=repeat,no-repeat][atrb=width,230px]Count: 531 OOC: N/A | [cs=2][atrb=width,300px] ,,Haunters can't use bite...'' Silver said, gazing calmly as the ghost moved and tried to bite his arm off. It dug its sharp teeth into his flesh, and a horrible sound came as if it really was successful in biting him - the sound of bones that was being hit by a sharp tooth, maybe even crunched; the sound of blood that found a new way out. But nothing could be seen, as Haunters teeth was just going through Silver. As the ghosts did when they passed through a building, or other massive objects. Silver just stared at the Pokemon ever so cold and calm. ,,He's trying to annoy me, or maybe even better for him; to scare me.'' a grim, triumphing and rather intimidating smile laid on Silvers expression ,,You should really know me by now, Haunter. That doesn't work.'' The ghost just sent him a look, and gave a last bite to the arm. As if to tell 'I don't care anyway', and floated away from him. There was not a scratch to be seen on the arm.
Silver finally leaned back against the tree again, allowing himself to relax a bit. Watching Haunter float around, enjoying the atmosphere. The ghost seemed to enjoy the tired air they exhaled, the mystic and somewhat sinister air there already was in Ilex. Staying in the border of the light from the fire, and the darkness of the forest. Knowing that wandering too far off would make its trainer a bit angry, and wanting to keep near their pain and tiredness. Silver seemed able to relax a bit more now that two of his Pokemons was feeling better, though he still had a bit of uneasiness in him. There was still some to take care off. Another thing that had started to poke him was the time he had stayed here. He couldn't decide whether he had to believe someone else might be looking for them; if not for him then for Soul. Then again, the city should be really busy nearly everyone in the area would be down there, helping. Something like that at least. They probably wouldn't have an eye out of him. Luckily. But a lot of people would probably care for Soul, and where the hell she was. Especially when she was wounded he guessed. Unluckily. He had never understood that way of thinking, but that was how people out here was. Worried for each other every second, to him was it pretty simple; if someone didn't survive then they wasn't strong enough to live here. It was a harsh world. It surely was.
,,Haunter get away from there.'' His own speaking made him snap out of his thoughts, as if he only said it of reflex. Haunter had ventured a bit off, outside of the fires light, clearly interested in the surroundings. ,,You'll just attract a wild Pokemon.'' Silver didn't really care if he actually did, and yet he'd still like the Pokemon to stay here and avoid too much trouble. Haunter stopped and looked at its trainer, considering whether to listen or not. Silver returned the look with a not-really-caring-whatever-you-do glance, and yet it made Haunter come back. |
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Post by Soul • on Jan 26, 2010 13:27:33 GMT -5
Soul stared with wide eyes when Haunter started making those spine tingling noises, making Silver’s previous words hard to believe for that moment as she listened to the crunching. Clearly Silver didn’t seem bothered by it but considering Soul had never witnessed it before; to say the least she was a little bit uneasy by the horrible and rather realistic noises. His words seemed to back up why he didn’t seem bothered by Haunter’s attempts to scare or annoy him, Soul guessed this clearly wasn’t the first time that Silver had been ‘bitten’ by the ghost type. “He sure knows how to do realistic sounds.” She replied with a weak giggle, knowing full well that if Haunter tried any of his little tricks on her, she’d probably fall for it completely, considering she didn’t exactly know him too well. Her gaze followed the large ghost pokémon as he floated away from them both, though staying close enough so he was still visible.
Blinking a couple of times to try and get the fuzziness away from her eyes, Soul realised that her eyesight wouldn’t be getting any better until she went to sleep. Unfortunately for her body, she mentally refused to rest her head anytime soon, despite the protests her body was making. She had already decided where she would be travelling to next when she could get there and Soul gathered once she got to the next town, she would have to make a quick call to her family back home before they started bombarding her PokeGear with calls until she picked up. Naturally, the media would have the Goldenrod incident plastered all over the news for days and her father and brothers would obviously pick up on it, so calling them later would at least stop them from worrying. Also, she wanted to see how Gold was faring, she knew her childhood friend would be fine of course, he was an able trainer and he had been left with Red, so she was pretty confident about his wellbeing.
Silver’s words caused her to snap out of her thoughts and glance around, curious on what Haunter was now doing, though it just seemed he had floated off a bit far in Silver’s books. Soul didn’t exactly like the point that the redhead had made, about attracting wild pokémon, that wasn’t exactly something she wanted to go through right about now. In fact, she was a little surprised that no wild pokémon had been encountered yet, Soul wondered why that was, not even a Weedle had squirmed into sight since she had ventured into Ilex forest. Perhaps there had been wild pokémon lurking around, only she hadn’t seen them considering she had been pretty preoccupied since entering the forest. Even so, Soul still didn’t want any to come poking around the corner anytime soon, she wasn’t exactly in the mood for battling. Her caramel gaze followed Haunter as he drifted back to them both, she was slightly thankful for this but she also wondered what he would do now, considering he seemed the type who needed something to do nearly all the time, Haunter didn’t strike her as a pokémon who would be content sitting around for long.
Despite her minds protests, it didn’t take long for Soul’s body to be unable to hold her up anymore, her eyes half closed she barely even realised that her slender frame had lightly leaned onto Silver’s and her head resting on her shoulder. Considering she was clinging onto consciousness, Soul didn’t seem to mind about leaning against the redhead, should it be because she was too tired to care, she was pretty comfortable in this position or something else completely, she didn’t even know. “I’m sorry..” She mumbled quietly, as she stared with half open eyes into the orange flames of the fire, stubbornly refusing to fall asleep just yet. “I was supposed to stay awake..” Soul still held onto the egg, though her grip had loosened as she felt her body relax against Silver as she fought to keep her eyes even partially open.
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Post by ...silver on Feb 1, 2010 10:15:48 GMT -5
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372 | [atrb=width,300px]Silver made a bit of a start when he suddenly felt Soul leaning against him. While she mumbled something he didn't really heard, his head was way too busy 'fighting' with itself. He always avoided people when they got too close to him, usually just by stepping away from them. No one had ever gone this close to him; not in a situation like this at least, but then again... He had never been in a situation like this before. All calm, injured, and together with someone that wasn't one of his Pokemons. His brain suddenly seem to paralyse by the feel of her leaning so lazily against him. It was like he couldn't bring himself to move at all. It must be because of his wounds. Yeah that must be it. He was too tired. Yet it seemed extremely odd to him, and he would like to just move away - but he never did. As if he was frozen solid of paralysed on the spot. | [cs=2] He sat like that in a long time, just staring at nothing. With Haunter just floating around, wondering a bit what the hell its trainer was doing now. Feeling the change of mood, or whatever it could be called. A bit stressed wasn't he? Haunter pulled on its usually grim grin, and floated a little closer. Silver snapped somewhat out of it, and looked at Haunter. Giving it a warning stare. He was hoping not to fall asleep again himself, but if Soul did he wouldn't be surprised if Haunter tried to interrupt their dreams. Not trying to cause the illness in it, but just enjoying the bad atmosphere in their sleeping heads. He'd tried to have Haunter around while he was sleeping before. It wasn't worse than an usually dream; but somehow the ghost seemed to make the completely opposite of what sleep usually did. Making one more tired, but 'eating' their sleep.
Silver barely moved, but at least he wasn't so tense any more and relaxing a bit more again. Though not even moving his head to see what Soul was doing, if she had fallen asleep. He'd have liked to call back Haunter too, but not even that could he bring himself to do.
OOC: Shortish post 8D But I have to go, so can't really make it any longer tho I'd like to. EDIT: Oh! My little brain wandered a bit off while I was gone, and I might have gotten an idea for something to happen 8D I've sent you a PM, Soul. Then we can discuss if we like the idea or not c: So if you'd wait a bit with replying till you have red the PM at least then that'd be great 8D hurrhurr~ |
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Post by Soul • on Feb 1, 2010 16:33:46 GMT -5
It felt oddly comfortable to be resting against Silver, much to her surprise considering they weren’t exactly friends or anything. However, she realised how relaxed she was around about now, making her want to snuggle closer to envelope herself in the warmth she was randomly feeling. Soul couldn’t help but feel safe for the moment, despite the fact she was in a dark forest full of wild pokémon as well as snuggling against a certain redhead who had basically ripped off most of her clothes at one point. Ugh, Soul cringed a little at the thought of the ‘radio tower incident’ which had happened only last year; it had taken her a while to get over it, considering she was basically sexually assaulted by a certain redhead. She had slowly gotten over it but that didn’t mean she enjoyed remembering it. Soul scolded herself for bringing it up again in her mind, forcing it out of her train of thoughts hastily before the embarrassing, slightly scary and humiliating scene could unfold in her head.
Soul felt Silver’s body slowly go from tense to a more relaxed state, she gathered he wasn’t exactly comfortable with her leaning against him like this but she gathered he would have to put up with it, she doubted she would be able to get up even if she wanted to. Her eyes were still only barely open as she fought with her mind to stay awake, though it seemed she was losing the battle, her caramel eyes closing for a moment before slipping open again, the seconds when her eyes were closed were getting longer. Well, if she was going to sleep she was glad she took her hat off as soon as she arrived, she hated sleeping with it on, she didn’t really enjoy keeping her hair tied up either but she was too far gone to bother taking the hair bands out and letting her hair down. Before she knew it, or before she wanted to, Soul silently dozed off into sleep, her breathing becoming slow and in a gentle rhythm.
Screams, cries, crackling of a fire, things seemed horribly familiar as Soul materialised within her dream, or nightmare. She looked on in horror at the scene or destruction and death was all around her, was this a replay of the events at Goldenrod? No. This place was much smaller and painfully familiar to Soul as she looked around, picking out landmarks that stuck out like a sore thumb and caused her blood to turn cold. New Bark Town. She wanted to cry out right then and there when she realised it was her hometown, being burnt to the ground, attacked by familiar people dressed in black. She had to help, she needed to save her family, Professor Elm, her neighbours, everyone! Her feet stayed stationary, refusing to move as if they were welded to the ground, making her helplessly watch the horrible scene play out of the houses up in flames and people being attacked left and right. That’s when she saw them, Gold and Silver, both boys appearing in front of her with looks of annoyance and anger on their features, suddenly, she found she could move and she stumbled over to them both in a rush. “Quick, we have to help everyone, don’t just stand there!” She cried, tugging on the two motionless boys arms as they stood, glaring at her. Soul looked back at them with confusion running through her, why weren’t they doing anything to save New Bark? “We don’t need your help. You’ll only be a burden, a nuisance.” The words caused Soul to stare wide eyed at the boys, her grip on their arms slacked before her hands fell to her side. “You’re weak Soul, we don’t need you.” She couldn’t even tell who was talking, for all she knew, it wasn’t even them but the cold words hit her hard. Secretly, she always thought that about herself but hearing it from people like Gold and even Silver, was enough to push her into tears. She knew they didn’t need her, they were right, she was weak but why did their words hurt so much? Then, they disappeared and her heart gave a fearful stab. “W-wait! Don’t leave me alone!” She cried with tears running down her cheeks, she didn’t want to be alone.
Of course, being asleep, Soul didn’t know she was whimpering in real life as her nightmare continued to play out. She had now been plunged into darkness after two Houndoom, who had appeared in the two boys places had viciously leapt at her like at Goldenrod. Now, she stood trembling in a room of darkness, her hands shaking as she glanced wildly about, everything was so silent that it scared her, plus, not being able to see the area around her began to freak her out. Small closed in spaces always did that to her and right now, she couldn’t see any walls, couldn’t see anything , only darkness. Was she alone here? Soul didn’t know and not wanting to stay in the closed in area, feeling she had to get out before she hyperventilated or something, she started to walk, wiping the tears from her eyes. For some reason though, this place in the darkness felt strangely real, like she really was awake..
• WORDS 832 • SONG -- • TAGS silver • SOUL'S PKMN egg • NOTES yay post! :'D sorry that it's rather crap.
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