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vatheon2012-01-02 08:12 pm
singularjustice) wrote in vatheon2012-01-02 08:12 pm
Ready Your Weapons
Who: N and anyone!
Location: Forest
Time: Morning.
Style: Either-or!
Status: Open to all!
There is a clearing not too into the forest that has obviously gotten some abuse in the past. It sits on the bottom of a hill and much of the vegetation has been burned away; the hill itself looks as if it has been gouged on occasion by something very large.
Right now, it may be obvious what the cause may have been: a large white dragon sits on the edge, though at the moment she seems contented to lounge on her belly, eyes half-closed. Nothing nearly so traumatic as destroying part of the hill is going on right now; instead she is watching over her trainer with a much smaller beast.
N has a sword in hand, though the scabbard is still on it, and he is all but dancing around, blocking as his Zorua lunges at him, swiping at him again and again.
It is all very serious until the fox Pokemon apparently has had enough. The Zorua jumps up and grabs ahold of the scabbard, pulling down on it with a playful growl.
"H-hey! This is not tug of war!" N protests, but he ends up laughing as he tries to wrest the sword away from him.
Location: Forest
Time: Morning.
Style: Either-or!
Status: Open to all!
There is a clearing not too into the forest that has obviously gotten some abuse in the past. It sits on the bottom of a hill and much of the vegetation has been burned away; the hill itself looks as if it has been gouged on occasion by something very large.
Right now, it may be obvious what the cause may have been: a large white dragon sits on the edge, though at the moment she seems contented to lounge on her belly, eyes half-closed. Nothing nearly so traumatic as destroying part of the hill is going on right now; instead she is watching over her trainer with a much smaller beast.
N has a sword in hand, though the scabbard is still on it, and he is all but dancing around, blocking as his Zorua lunges at him, swiping at him again and again.
It is all very serious until the fox Pokemon apparently has had enough. The Zorua jumps up and grabs ahold of the scabbard, pulling down on it with a playful growl.
"H-hey! This is not tug of war!" N protests, but he ends up laughing as he tries to wrest the sword away from him.
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[ N looks up, then gives a bit of a sheepish smile. ]
Oh -- hello! We're just playing-- Krishna, let go!
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Playing with a sword...?
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[ That last bit was to the Pokemon, who finally let go of the scabbard. ]
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What's a dragon doing here?
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[ This explains everything, really. ]
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[Huh.]
She's...pretty. I guess.
[What did those kids at school call the really special ones? Oh, right.]
Is she a legendary?
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[ There is something mildly sad about the way he says that. ]