Post by ...silver on Feb 25, 2010 5:44:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=width,100px] 644 | [atrb=width,300px]Silver stared unblinkingly into the air. Not really able to sense anything around him, not even noticing Soul that was more than right next to him, she seemed pretty tense too. As if she didn't dare to move or open her eyes, maybe scared of the world from before. But Silver didn't notice any of this at all. Only his own existence. Not even Haunter who was 'hiding' in the background, wanting to avoid his trainers anger, but it never came and Silver just didn't do anything. It wondered the Pokemon a lot, making it stop to see what happened. Its trainer just sitting there, with that girl, his heart was pumping pretty fast, together with his heavy breathing. Haunter thought for a second if he should drift off into the forest, and maybe come back whenever Silver would be ready to not be angry at him. If it would ever come to that, humans was weird. Had they turned into stone or something? Even the general mood around them had changed a bit into something Haunter didn't quite enjoy. Well, there was still fear, but it was a such confused fear that Haunter didn't even find fun. |
[cs=2] Haunter floated closer to them, but stayed out of Silver direct stare. Not wanting to risk something without a good reason, Silver was sometimes so unpredictable. Only Sneasel seemed to be the one that could read Silver completely. The ghost stared at bit at them, Silver almost hypnotized by something. As if looking somewhere else would be bad. The girl looked like she didn't dare to open her eyes. What did she expect? You couldn't run away from danger or darkness by closing your eyes, that'd only cause more darkness. Without wanting to do any more to them Haunter found it's own Pokeball and called itself back. Perhaps Silver would forget Haunter had interrupt his dreams like that, and even dragged Soul with him, just so he could drain both of the energy from their dreams. Silver flicked a bit when the red light from a Pokeball flashed near him. He blinked and somehow came back to reality. Back from his distance memories he just had been through. That last scene... It brought too many happenings back to him that he wanted to forget so badly. No, not forget. He wanted them to never had happened, if just everything including Team Rocket never had happened. - Even if it meant that he wouldn't be alive. His thoughts wandered back to Goldenrod. A stab of pain suddenly hit him, or well it'd be more correct to say that it had been there all the time, but he first noticed it now. He tried to get his hand down there to something hold the bandaged wound, as normal reflexes usually required. Not that it would help. But he couldn't, the hand was stuck on something and when he tried to drag it closer to himself he only pressed something closer. What was that?! He hadn't noticed Soul until now. When had she come this close? How had his hand ended up on being on her shoulder? This was simply too unfamiliar for him, so much unfamiliar that he didn't know how to react. Just getting to his feet in a jump away would be rather weird to him too. He removed the hand, and tried to somehow push her away. Though he did it somewhat gently as if he didn't want to wake her, she had probably had a good sleep compared to his. Wait wasn't it Soul that had appeared in his dream? Together with Haunter? Had she?... He looked at her, no she wasn't asleep. She had just closed her eyes - why he wondered. He didn't say anything, because if she didn't have had the same dream as him then there was no reason to point it out. |