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brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
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I can barely keep the weaknesses together in my head as it is! I don't think I could handle that. I don't even know how the Aurora League comes up with their concepts.
Oh! She's wonderful. It was so unexpected but... I'm glad I'll have a piece of home with me when I travel. I know I can come back easily enough but... I've spent so much time with Armin of late that I can hardly fathom being away from him.
Oh! She's wonderful. It was so unexpected but... I'm glad I'll have a piece of home with me when I travel. I know I can come back easily enough but... I've spent so much time with Armin of late that I can hardly fathom being away from him.
Maybe they have secret meetings where they discuss how to make their gyms as difficult as possible. With brainstorming sessions and everything. "I'm going to restrict my battles to pokemon who can breathe under water!" "Yeah, well, I'm having them battle on top of a skyscraper and forcing them to take the stairs!"
I'm glad you like your new friend, Angel. And yeah, long distance can be hard. I've never particularly liked being on the road away from any of my boyfriends either. But you've got the pokegear at least and they can usually get a signal, even in the wilderness.
How are you doing for warps, by the way? Do you have the ones that you need to get to the gyms or are you going to have to take the journey on foot?
I'm glad you like your new friend, Angel. And yeah, long distance can be hard. I've never particularly liked being on the road away from any of my boyfriends either. But you've got the pokegear at least and they can usually get a signal, even in the wilderness.
How are you doing for warps, by the way? Do you have the ones that you need to get to the gyms or are you going to have to take the journey on foot?
It's exhilarating, being the taller one for once. There's something oddly pleasing about the way Armin has to be the one to lean up. She does him the courtesy of meeting him part of the way there, but not by much. A smile coils over her lips, brief and mirthful, before they part beneath his tongue.
One hand slips around his side, spanning over his back. She finds the curve of his spine and traces it downward, finger pressed in just enough to feel the ridges of vertebrae beneath the fabric. She reaches the hem of his shirt and allows the hand to dip below. He feels warm beneath her. Alive.
Her hand drags upward, bringing the shirt with.
The other hand, meanwhile, remains pressed against his chest. Like this, she can feel the steady thunking of his heart. If she's reading it right, he's enjoying himself.
She hopes he knows she feels the same way.
One hand slips around his side, spanning over his back. She finds the curve of his spine and traces it downward, finger pressed in just enough to feel the ridges of vertebrae beneath the fabric. She reaches the hem of his shirt and allows the hand to dip below. He feels warm beneath her. Alive.
Her hand drags upward, bringing the shirt with.
The other hand, meanwhile, remains pressed against his chest. Like this, she can feel the steady thunking of his heart. If she's reading it right, he's enjoying himself.
She hopes he knows she feels the same way.
She's reading him like an open picture book.
When she touches her hand to the bare skin of his back, he shudders, breaking the kiss for a moment the breathe out a soft little 'ah'. Of course, he's felt the touch of Angel's hand plenty -- against his arms, her fingers wrapped around his, occasionally on his face, but the touch of her fingers against the spine sends an electric jolt down his spine. He wants to feel more of her touch, but he can already feel the fabric of his shirt pull taut against his belly as Angel drags it upwards, their position limiting in how high it can go.
"Would I-- you--" He's tripping over his words, feeling heated in a way that has nothing to do with the electric fire. "Should I take it off?"
When she touches her hand to the bare skin of his back, he shudders, breaking the kiss for a moment the breathe out a soft little 'ah'. Of course, he's felt the touch of Angel's hand plenty -- against his arms, her fingers wrapped around his, occasionally on his face, but the touch of her fingers against the spine sends an electric jolt down his spine. He wants to feel more of her touch, but he can already feel the fabric of his shirt pull taut against his belly as Angel drags it upwards, their position limiting in how high it can go.
"Would I-- you--" He's tripping over his words, feeling heated in a way that has nothing to do with the electric fire. "Should I take it off?"
[Razor seems exceptionally excited as he calls up one of his newer friends; in fact, he's practically wiggling with enthusiasm. Classic "if he was actually a wolf, his tail would be wagging" move.
As such, he hardly waits for her to greet him when she picks up. It's likely the most animated and talkative she's seen him thus far!]
Angel! Something happened! Oh -- something good. Very good. I show you? Oh, and Mari?
As such, he hardly waits for her to greet him when she picks up. It's likely the most animated and talkative she's seen him thus far!]
Angel! Something happened! Oh -- something good. Very good. I show you? Oh, and Mari?
[Well that's... a lot. Angel has barely said 'Hello,' before Razor is jumping in. It's... kind of adorable, actually. The enthusiasm draws the attention of some of her nearby Pokemon, namely Skagbait and Adorababy. The Lucario's attention remains on Angel, while Adorababy turns away with a faint huff. Clearly the child has no taste.
Upon hearing her name, though, Mari is quick to trot from the foot of the bed and nestle her head against Angel's shoulder. She bleats softly. She's here too, new friend!]
What is it, Razor?
Upon hearing her name, though, Mari is quick to trot from the foot of the bed and nestle her head against Angel's shoulder. She bleats softly. She's here too, new friend!]
What is it, Razor?
The question stops her movements. There's something about it, simple as it is, that drives home just how much things have accelerated in the last few minutes. Even as she tries to convince her brain that she's seen him shirtless plenty of times before, embarrassment threatens to overwhelm and cripple her.
She swallows, leaning back to study Armin's face. He seems just as embarrassed as she does, at least.
"I... think I would like that." Her hand slips down to the hem of her own shirt, toying with the hem of it shyly. "We both could. Together."
She swallows, leaning back to study Armin's face. He seems just as embarrassed as she does, at least.
"I... think I would like that." Her hand slips down to the hem of her own shirt, toying with the hem of it shyly. "We both could. Together."
[Aw, Adorababy... Razor will try to remember to give him attention later. Easier said than done, but for now --
a head pops up like a shark between Razor's arms, turning down to look through the Gear as well, meeting Mari's call with one of its own! The Pokemon's face is certainly like Mareep's, but the colors are all wrong, and it waves its front legs around more like arms.]
Shank is big now! She ascended, just like Lunch!
a head pops up like a shark between Razor's arms, turning down to look through the Gear as well, meeting Mari's call with one of its own! The Pokemon's face is certainly like Mareep's, but the colors are all wrong, and it waves its front legs around more like arms.]
Shank is big now! She ascended, just like Lunch!
Shank! [Angel looks absolutely delighted. Despite she and Mari never having the particular urge to pursue evolution, she'd done plenty of research about the line. She recognizes that pink face and little tuft of fluff atop her head.]
Oh, she looks so charming, doesn't she, Mari? [Mari bleats her enthusiasm. Unlike Adorababy, she can handle sharing the spotlight.]
Congratulations, Razor. That means you must be doing well as a trainer, then?
Oh, she looks so charming, doesn't she, Mari? [Mari bleats her enthusiasm. Unlike Adorababy, she can handle sharing the spotlight.]
Congratulations, Razor. That means you must be doing well as a trainer, then?
Do you think they give out quarterly prizes? Themes for how many people they can make quit in anger or frustration? I bet they do.
Oh, yes. I'm not too terribly worried about it. Armin has already made this journey after all, so we'll be able to see each other plenty in the cities. And besides, a little time away will only make us grow fonder of one another, right?
Mm, I have everything in the Johto region, but... very few regions marked off for Kanto, I think. But that's okay! A journey will do me plenty of good, and we're not going to handle that leg until we finish here in Johto.
Oh, yes. I'm not too terribly worried about it. Armin has already made this journey after all, so we'll be able to see each other plenty in the cities. And besides, a little time away will only make us grow fonder of one another, right?
Mm, I have everything in the Johto region, but... very few regions marked off for Kanto, I think. But that's okay! A journey will do me plenty of good, and we're not going to handle that leg until we finish here in Johto.
[Not once or twice, but quite a few times in quick succession, Razor nods.]
She is!
[Though, he seems to revert to being more reserved when the attention is passed to him. His face feels a little warm as he explains,] Maybe -- um, I hope so. I practiced a lot. Learning to say moves. Like... Cotton Guard! And Charge!
[Whether to obey or just to show off, Shank certainly does fluff herself up considerably, then draw in electricity! Razor even laughs once, rubbing his face against her wool to praise her. The sparking between his cheek and her wool... doesn't seem to bother him?]
She is!
[Though, he seems to revert to being more reserved when the attention is passed to him. His face feels a little warm as he explains,] Maybe -- um, I hope so. I practiced a lot. Learning to say moves. Like... Cotton Guard! And Charge!
[Whether to obey or just to show off, Shank certainly does fluff herself up considerably, then draw in electricity! Razor even laughs once, rubbing his face against her wool to praise her. The sparking between his cheek and her wool... doesn't seem to bother him?]
[This is honestly way too precious. Beside her, Mari follows the commands as well, imitating her evolved counterpart with puffed up wool and sparks alike. Angel recoils as the sheep goes to rub her cheek against her trainer -- but it's not quite fast enough.
In the end, Angel is left in a heap, giggling. She has to wipe at her eyes before turning her attention back to Razor.]
I'm glad you two are making such good friends with one another.
In the end, Angel is left in a heap, giggling. She has to wipe at her eyes before turning her attention back to Razor.]
I'm glad you two are making such good friends with one another.
Mari is very good, also!
[There's something akin to a smile on his face, as if he's been practicing that too, as he watches Angel fall into a fit. His hands find their way into Shank's wool, petting her and still arcing small jolts of electricity as he does so.]
Yes, very glad. Lightning is... like home? So Shank reminds me. And she is very sweet.
[She certainly is, considering how she's batting her eyes at Mari. Somebody may have a case of hero worship.]
[There's something akin to a smile on his face, as if he's been practicing that too, as he watches Angel fall into a fit. His hands find their way into Shank's wool, petting her and still arcing small jolts of electricity as he does so.]
Yes, very glad. Lightning is... like home? So Shank reminds me. And she is very sweet.
[She certainly is, considering how she's batting her eyes at Mari. Somebody may have a case of hero worship.]
[Before she can respond, Angel has to take a few more deep breaths, settling the remaining hiccups of laughter that emanate from the back of her throat. Beside her, Mari puffs up all the more, clearly a little proud. Judging by the way she tucks her chin down, she's also a little bashful about it, too.]
Lightning reminds you of home? [Angel glances toward Mari. Her fingers stroke through her wool, discharging the last bits of electricity with small little pops.] I think I could understand feeling like that.
[It's a different kind of electricity -- unrefined as it is -- but Angel knows that feeling all the same.]
Lightning reminds you of home? [Angel glances toward Mari. Her fingers stroke through her wool, discharging the last bits of electricity with small little pops.] I think I could understand feeling like that.
[It's a different kind of electricity -- unrefined as it is -- but Angel knows that feeling all the same.]
[Razor nods, even as Shank bleats softly at Mari. Don't be shy, she can back off! It's just that Mari is the only other Mareep partnered with a human she's met.]
Oh, yes. There, I had claws of lightning. Protected my pack with it. It is harder here, but... I'm learning, with my new pack.
Oh, yes. There, I had claws of lightning. Protected my pack with it. It is harder here, but... I'm learning, with my new pack.
Claws of lightning? [Briefly, Angel thinks of Deathtrap. That's... not so unbelievable, she thinks. Or it wouldn't be, for anyone except the technologically inept Razor.
Still, she doesn't look too weirded out, in any case.]
I used to have lightning wings. It sounds like we could have been good friends.
[Her wings weren't lightning, so much as a digital illusion. But explaining that would probably be too much.]
Still, she doesn't look too weirded out, in any case.]
I used to have lightning wings. It sounds like we could have been good friends.
[Her wings weren't lightning, so much as a digital illusion. But explaining that would probably be too much.]
[As he continues stroking Shank, practically putting her to sleep, Razor tilts his head, almost looking disappointed.]
We can still be friends, right? Lightning or no. And, we have Mari, and Shank. So... still lightning.
We can still be friends, right? Lightning or no. And, we have Mari, and Shank. So... still lightning.
Oh, of course! [She looks immediately guilty for having said that.]
I just mean in my previous life. You're already my friend here, Razor!
I just mean in my previous life. You're already my friend here, Razor!
Oh. No, no. It's alright. I, um... don't understand all the time. Sorry.
[The last thing he wants is to make Angel feel guilty. Of course that's what happens if he seeks something as human as reassurance.
At the change of tones, though, Shank blinks back to life and nuzzles first at Razor, then at the Gear. Razor has to gently pull her away so she doesn't short circuit the device -- something that he appears to be quite used to by now.]
Oh, Angel. I saw... you want to challenge Jim. So am I!
[The last thing he wants is to make Angel feel guilty. Of course that's what happens if he seeks something as human as reassurance.
At the change of tones, though, Shank blinks back to life and nuzzles first at Razor, then at the Gear. Razor has to gently pull her away so she doesn't short circuit the device -- something that he appears to be quite used to by now.]
Oh, Angel. I saw... you want to challenge Jim. So am I!
Armin's brain all but stops in its tracks at the idea of Angel without her shirt, the idea of seeing the wide expanses of pale skin down her back and chest, the slope of her collar bones down to-- ah.
He shifts a little underneath her, redistributing her weight so she resting more on the tops of his thighs and not... not anywhere it might lead to a very embarrassing situation.
"Yeah," his throat feels desert dry, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. "I'd like that. A lot."
He shifts a little underneath her, redistributing her weight so she resting more on the tops of his thighs and not... not anywhere it might lead to a very embarrassing situation.
"Yeah," his throat feels desert dry, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. "I'd like that. A lot."
I understand, it's okay.
[That's the one thing she didn't have to worry about with Krieg. He understood her, even if his own words got jumbled up when he tried to respond. Even with the others psychos, who at least could be reasoned with using local metaphor, had been easier to handle. It's a little different, trying to phrase things in terms that she thinks Razor might understand.]
I am going to be challenging the gyms! I've already gone against a few but... I think I want to complete the whole thing.
[That's the one thing she didn't have to worry about with Krieg. He understood her, even if his own words got jumbled up when he tried to respond. Even with the others psychos, who at least could be reasoned with using local metaphor, had been easier to handle. It's a little different, trying to phrase things in terms that she thinks Razor might understand.]
I am going to be challenging the gyms! I've already gone against a few but... I think I want to complete the whole thing.
I'm sure they do. And when I have a gym (pending, of course, beating the Elite Four) I plan to uphold the grand tradition of frustrating challengers. Paying it forward as it were.
(But yes, people do say that absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder.)
By the time you're done with Johto the weather will likely be better too, so you won't be freezing in a tent. Winter's bad enough when you're not traveling through it.
(But yes, people do say that absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder.)
By the time you're done with Johto the weather will likely be better too, so you won't be freezing in a tent. Winter's bad enough when you're not traveling through it.
[Trying to focus on the matter at hand rather than beat himself up, Razor nods with enthusiasm.]
Mari is strong, yes? She can beat them all! [He rolls his shoulders, flexing like he's seen a knight here or there do to show their strength. It's a bit goofy, like most of his human imitations, but he's trying!]
Mari is strong, yes? She can beat them all! [He rolls his shoulders, flexing like he's seen a knight here or there do to show their strength. It's a bit goofy, like most of his human imitations, but he's trying!]
I think you're right. [Mari bleats her agreement, even if she does look a little unsure. She's strong, but she isn't evolved like Shank is. Surely she would struggle to stand on her own against some of the bigger and badder Pokemon of the Pokemon league.
Angel, on the other hand, is fully confident in her abilities. She ruffles the fluff on her head.]
She'll be amazing.
Angel, on the other hand, is fully confident in her abilities. She ruffles the fluff on her head.]
She'll be amazing.
"Together, then."
Maybe she should count them down. But if she thinks about it too hard, builds up any amount of anticipation, the humiliation is bound to get the better of her. Instead, she grips the edge of her shirt and folds her arms upward. The chill of the air on her skin draws a shiver out of her, but at least it keeps the warmth in her stomach from growing any more molten.
The shirt is set carefully aside and... Abruptly she finds she isn't sure what to do with her hands. She folds them in her lap eventually, fidgeting as she does her best to avoid hiding herself. Even with a bra on, she feels incredibly bare.
Maybe she should count them down. But if she thinks about it too hard, builds up any amount of anticipation, the humiliation is bound to get the better of her. Instead, she grips the edge of her shirt and folds her arms upward. The chill of the air on her skin draws a shiver out of her, but at least it keeps the warmth in her stomach from growing any more molten.
The shirt is set carefully aside and... Abruptly she finds she isn't sure what to do with her hands. She folds them in her lap eventually, fidgeting as she does her best to avoid hiding herself. Even with a bra on, she feels incredibly bare.
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