So sorry I haven’t been posting much! I’ve been really sick and actually started to cough up blood today. orz
I’ll be seeing a doctor soon, but for now this away message will only be for a few days. Sorry to make you wait for my replies, everyone! ;_;
Yeah, you should wear skirts more often, your legs are nice to see…
Whose legs…?
Liberate……………them.
I don’t believe my legs are Pokemon…
Her smirk widened as he frowned, clearly disliking her apparent lack of manners. She didn’t care, if he wanted her respect he’d damn well have to earn it. She stared at him, using the short silence to inspect the younger male. Knowing so little about him irked her and she wanted to find out as much as she could. She decided to play as nice as she could.
“Yes, that is much better,” Was as close to a ‘thank you’ as he’d get from her. The redhead continued watching him, he didn’t want to be here, that was made clear enough. Though he didn’t leave and this confused her, Ariana gave the boy a slight, confused head tilt.
“You never stated yours either, my name is Ariana.”
N stretched his arms into the air, extending his reach far into the sky as possible. Letting out an audible yawn, he laced his fingers within another and gently released his tightened grip on the sky. His arms fell to his back, and his posture became eased once more.
Reaching his hand out, the young man grinned. “Nice to meet you, Miss Ariana. I’m Natural Harmonia Gropius.” Boy, how he was rapidly growing tired of introducing himself. His name is such a mouth-full. “But, please, call me N.“
“That reminds me of myself and my Natu. We grew up together as well before we got into battling. We’ve been friends ever since I found him injured in the forest near my old home,” Will replied wistfully, smiling as he remembered their first meeting and how that Natu stuck with him ever since. “He was always there with me, always there for me…”
He tilted his head. “I see. Your bond with them is quite close, which is nice to see.” He liked to see the bonds trainers had with their pokemon; it gave him a clue as to how they would perform in battle and what they were like overall. “I too can communicate with pokemon, but it is rather different.”
“Your Natu… May I meet him?” His voice inclined to a happier note, embarking from the melancholy that filled his tone earlier. Meeting a new Pokemon was sure to pick up his spirits right off the bat. In fact, it excited him. He felt, as well, the deep bond between the two and it would be his pleasure to experience it first hand.
N nodded in agreement, and it was clear as Groudon’s day that he was full of pride at this moment. “You as well? How interesting!” N turned around, his hazy blue eyes fixed at the ground that laid before him. “Being able to communicate with Pokemon is something extraordinaire.”
”A friend?” Will asked curiously. “Well, most trainers are friends with their Pokemon. Sadly not everyone is.” There were also some that had really weird fascinations for Pokemon body parts, specifically Proton and his Slowpoke tails…
“A friend. Someone you can really trust to take good care of each other.” N smiled, and couldn’t help but to think back to his childhood. Growing up, Pokemon were all he was exposed to from the outside world. They were fascinating, but wild creatures. Some were nice, some were cruel. And some were scared and lonely, just like himself. “I don’t use my Pokemon to fight, you see. I listened to them, and we grew together.”
“Those who aren’t friends with their Pokemon… truly are disgrace.” N frowned upon the thought of anyone ever wanting to take advantage of their companion. What a sick thing to do.
She rather liked seeing him force himself to smile like he was, she gave him a slightly smirk in response. She’d found a new toy, at least until he fled, she highly doubted he’d stay for long. “Fiddling with your hat is rude. Isn’t that the opposite of nice?” Yes, she had serious issues, especially with cowards who ran from success.
N seemed slightly appalled, and frowned in response to her poor manners. For just about the life of him, he couldn’t figure out was going through this woman’s head aside from wanting messing with him. A slight hope sat within that maybe she’s just joking around, and has taken it a stop too far. She had a point, though. Rude is the last thing Natural would ever want to be referred to.
In an act of being civilized, N let out an airy chuckle. ”I’m sorry, would you prefer I keep it off?” Lifting the hat off his head, he promptly stuffed it right into his back pocket. At this point, it was quite apparent he didn’t want to be here, but leaving now would just be out of his character. Maybe going along with the joke will benefit him in some way.
“I didn’t happen to catch your name, miss…” His voice trailed off, waiting for a response.
“Yes, liberating Pokemon! Did I stutter?” She was mean to him at first, really thinking that he had something to do with freezing the legendaries. All she could think was that something like that was hurtful to the Pokemon. She couldn’t stand the very idea. However, from the look on his face and his monotone, she found herself becoming calmed. N seemed almost sad. Maybe he really was remorseful about all of that Team Plasma stuff.
“So you really have nothing to do with it, huh?” She looked into his eyes and decided to trust him. He didn’t seem like the sort of person to just tell lies. From what she knew of him, he never had been. “Well, I’m sorry, I guess.”
“It’s quite alright. Your defense is understood.” N looked down, gazing upon her sympathetic icy blue eyes, and decided to attempt to comfort her more to bring her final guard down. Taking off his hat, N lifted his hand to his head, combing his fingers through the rich green locks of his ponytail. “I haven’t been involved with Team Plasma for… a while now. And Team Alpha? I’m not sure what to think.” N placed his hat promptly onto his head once more.
“You know, come to think of it, I’ve never gotten your name. And apparently you know me. Who would you happen to be?“
”Unova? I heard it was rather nice there~” He could sense the boy’s uneasiness about revealing himself so Will decided not to pry. “So, are you a trainer?” he asked as a way to make light conversation.
“Yes, it’s quite the sight to see.” He scratched the back of his head, running his hand through his thick green locks. The landmarks of Unova were really like no other, and N couldn’t help but to find himself smiling looking back at what a wonder it really is.
“I’m not a trainer as you’d call it, but rather… a friend.”
