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Post by Ninetalesuk on Nov 13, 2011 13:13:15 GMT -5
The doors to the Pokemon Center of Azelea Town opened up...  ...as he walked in, hands in pockets, looking a bit tired. "...we've made it..." |
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Post by AnT on Dec 4, 2011 20:44:31 GMT -5
 "ZZzzZZZzz..." And suddenly, Whitney passed-out on Gold's back. Why? Well she's tired, of course. But how can anyone just drop asleep like that? Well...she can. |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Dec 4, 2011 20:53:29 GMT -5
Now, dear Ethan... he's been through a lot today... sure, he could be tired... ...but, he would rather fall asleep in bed! ....and he's not in the mood to sleep... " AAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!" ...as Whitney fall on his back to sleep, pushing to him to the ground and... (WHAM!!!) " ...ow..." He's fully awake now... with one sore face... |
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Post by AnT on Dec 4, 2011 20:57:37 GMT -5
While she blissfully slept on him. |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Dec 4, 2011 21:00:01 GMT -5
Slowly, he lifted his head off the floor. "...ow... my nose... can somebody help me get her off...? ...please...? ...anyone...? ...ow...." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2011 16:11:32 GMT -5
 "...oh, my; you look like you're in trouble!"  At that point, a taller, blonde woman who just entered the Pokémon Center picked Whitney off Gold's back; helping the poor guy up. "You're not hurt, are you?" |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2011 16:12:24 GMT -5
 "Zzzzzzz..." Whitney nearly stirred when she was lifted off, almost a little troubled. "No...my teddy bear....ZZzzZzzz..." |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Dec 5, 2011 16:14:29 GMT -5
"Urgh..." He groaned, crawling over to the Pokemon Center counter to climb to his feet. "...I'm fine... I have this creepy feeling I'm going to have to get use to it..." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2011 16:16:37 GMT -5
"...why so pessimistic?" the woman chuckled, before she extended a hand to Gold. "My name's Cynthia. Pleased to meet you." |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Dec 5, 2011 16:17:41 GMT -5
Shaking the hand, he use the other to rub his back. "My name is Ethan, but my nickname is Gold..." |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2011 16:18:15 GMT -5
Groaning, Whitney got on her knees and drowsily rubbed her eye. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2011 16:21:12 GMT -5
"Gold, huh...?" Cynthia hummed with a chuckle. Sounds fitting enough. Then, she glanced at Whitney. "And what's your friend's name?" |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Dec 5, 2011 16:26:23 GMT -5
"She's called Whitney.... who called me Jimmy for some reason, which I give up figuring it out..." He muttered. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2011 16:33:50 GMT -5
Yawning, Whitney walked over to the said boy. "Hey Jimmy. *yawn*...so tired..." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2011 16:34:28 GMT -5
Humming, Cynthia rubbed her chin. "...why is she so tired, anyway? Did you two pull an all-nighter, or something?" |
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