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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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[ A frown flickers across N's face. He has lost a lot of friends, even though he has gained many, due to the nature of this place. ]
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He actually told me I should get to know you better, when we spoke.
[Not that she wasn't planning to in the first place, but. Still worth mentioning.
She wonders if she should tell N about how he transformed into him, too—]
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[ That surprises N; he did not expect such a recommendation. ]
Did he say why?
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[Yukari looks sheepish. And then decides to tell him after all.]
But, he looked like you at the time. At least for a while...y'know, transformed and everything. Apparently he couldn't get rid of his tail, so I figured him out.
[Not to mention he couldn't quite speak like N. BUT YEAH, that's when he transformed back into the fox : |b]
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[ Even more surprises. ]
Nobody told me about that.
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[Yukari scratches her head, feeling a bit guilty now for sitting on something like this for so long. Though it wasn't exactly intentional...
She hadn't thought about it in quite some time.<.i>]
He told me a bit more about his powers at the time, too. I-It was kind of strange...being able to talk to him.
[She's not used to that.]