route_1065 | ✘ and I'll try~ oh lord, I'll try~ to CAAAAAAARRY onnnn! xO

Who: Zack Fair; OPEN. Separate threads, one thread, I'm up for whatever.
Where: Cherrygrove outskirts.
When: Around 9 PM.
Summary: Zack has one last wild encounter before finally dragging his sorry ass into Cherrygrove City, where he will probably crash and burn at the first available opportunity.
Rating: PG, probably. Subject to change.

"Man, I'm beat..."

"...tiiini!"

"Heh. Yeah, no kidding."

The conversation between man and dragon was beginning to thin out. It had been a long, taxing week and a half -- and not just for the SOLDIER, who was still struggling to cope with the sudden and disheartening disappearance of his inhuman strength. Angela, the infallible little dragon, had been putting every ounce of her excess energy to good use. The duo had taken out what had seemed like an alarmingly sizable chunk of the local bird and raccoon population... but the creatures always came back, incessantly and, in some cases, aggressive.

The 7-foot long blue beast weaved through his legs from time to time as they made their way through the homestretch to Cherrygrove, chirping and whirring from time to time. The momentum of battle and the delirium of exhaustion had drawn out a bizarre mood from the both of them... and he found himself stopping in the middle of the sigh, interrupted by the shrill squeal of his pokemon.

The dark-haired man flinched reflexively with a shout, thinking he had stepped on Angela's tail. But the dragon's attention was not on her trainer -- it was on a small, brown, spherical bird that was staring rather intently back at the two of them.

Puuffing out his chest and giving it a wily grin, that second wind swept through him as he dug around in his backpack, fishing out one of the Pokeballs, which had been untouched prior.

The process had gone by surprisingly quickly. A couple of minutes in a dragon's stranglehold was more than enough to whittle down the unsuspecting owl's defenses. The animal was caught with relative ease, though Angela had taken a nasty blow to the snout in the process.

Putting the occupied Pokeball away, he contended that he would give the Hoothoot a more thorough examination after everybody had gotten some rest. For now, however, the town was in sight and the Dratini was reminding him of it with a loud whine.

"Alright, kiddo, alright..."

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"I suppose some rest would do us good as well. Tomorrow sounds perfectly acceptable."

Shellder hopped over to sit on Vexen's feet, it seemed to like to try and get very close however Vexen shifted away so Shellder was forced to just stay beside him. Physical contact was not something he was used to.

"When shall we meet? And will this beach be the location?"

He cracked an unintentional smile at the weird-looking little guy's attempt at affection, even more amused (for whatever reason) by Vexen's resistance to it.

"Sure. Sounds good to us." He glanced down to Angela again, who had only followed Shellder over to Vexen's side to continue her pointless harassment. Sigh.

"Meetcha at the shoreline?"

Shellder made a strange slightly low purring noise as the dratini continued to pay it quite the amount of attention. It did seem to enjoy being acknowledged, Vexen didn't give it enough lovin'.

"Yes, how would you feel about 10am as a time of meeting? Too early?" He wasn't sure what time other people woke in the morning, he tended not to sleep a lot.

"Ten's fine with me. I'll do what I can to roll this one out of bed. She's a heavy sleeper."

Another nudge of his boot was given to the Dratini, but Angela didn't take the hint. She just couldn't get a ruse out of that Shellder, no matter how she bumped and prodded! Harumph.

"So. Ten AM on the seashore. Deal?" Zack extended his hand one last time. It was just like making any other appointment or promise. Why not shake on it?

He looked down at Angela, why was she constantly prodding at Shellder? Did she want something from him or was this a strange ritual pokemon shared between one another. But if so...Shellder wasn't returning the nudges and prods.

"Yes...deal." Strange way to use that word. He looked at Zack's hand and hesitated for only a split moment before extending his own and shaking to seal the agreement.

He gave Vexen a funny look at his hesitation, but shook it off. The guy was probably tired, too. That must've been why he was starting to give Zack the creeps.

"Uh... Great. I'll be seein' ya, then?"

"Yes. Rest well." That was a proper thing to say wasn't it? To wish good will upon someone when parting? Hopefully he hadn't acted too strangely, his studies of human emotions combined with his memories should give him impeccable imitation capabilities.

He gave a small smile and nodded curtly once before turning to take his leave, Shellder hopping along behind him obediently.

"You too, Vexen." His voice hushed to an almost-mumble toward the end as he watched the older man saunter off into the night. Kind of a strange character, that one...

"Ah, well. We should go, too, Angie..."

As he walked he felt quite satisfied. Perhaps he had started to make an acquaintance. That would be a good thing to have in such a strange world.

Shellder continued to make strange noises and hop around...perhaps it had made a new friend as well. It would definitely be looking forward to tomorrow's match.

✘ and I'll try~ oh lord, I'll try~ to CAAAAAAARRY onnnn! xO

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sdlfkjsdf does this game REALLY need Larxene stomping around? DDDDx

Oh yes XD yes it does~

OH GODDD /)_(\ /o-opens app format

8DDDD

MUSE IS SCREAMING NOOOOOOOOOOO

LOL Vexen most certainly does not want to have to deal with Larxene

@__@ NOBODY DOES. she is an evil beast.

.____. Larxene stay away! XD