Posts by Drexeed

Zephyrr let his arms down. "I didn't heard about the shady people back at the museum... Thought, they told me that the fossils are rare and valued, if I understood correctly, so I wouldn't be surprised if the guy we met earlier sticks there too..." the gearhead mused. If the guy tried to steal pokemons... He would probably be after the more valuable ones...

"Eh, not in Hoenn... Maybe 'cuz they're in a desert." Zephyrr shrugged, surely forgetting about the ruinmaniac that lived in Fallarbor Town. But he was always heading the wrong way, so he didn't paid much attention. "Maybe the whole Rocket crew'll be there..." Zephyrr paused for a moment, before setting pace towards the route. "Then it's settled! Enough suppositions and more butt-kicking, so onwaaards!~" Zephyrr chimed, suddenly speeding up his pace. But something was holding him back.
Cronn was out of his ball, and was grasping onto the trainer's jacket. "At least wait for the others, goof." The zangoose scowled his trainer.

(I'm joining you onto the Mars project.
But, even if I somewhat try to get some interest in politics, I never truly understood them, other than their "Money, money, money" mentality... So I don't really trust any of them. :I Thaaaat's politics!)

Spire closed his eyes as a swarm of blue flames surrounded their arms. When the flames disappeared, wings were replacing the previous members. "I'll try to spot the others." They called before taking off, elevating into the air. The soul passed some moments flapping above the beach, before spotting a pair of people, seemingly wounded. They flew near, chiming in with a "Y'need help over here?" as they landed next to Fuscia and December.

Seeing that Cronn wouldn't let him go, Zephyrr recalled him. He then got up, patted himself, and bounced up to the group. He wondered what kind of strategy he could use with that Water leader... He hadn't any effective types, so he had to catch one on his way if he wanted to stand a chance...
But a new pokemon could always be nice to find.

Spire winced at December's agressiveness. He noticed that the fallen angel might have some wound to his side. Probably got shot at... Hence the anger. They decided to reply the casual way, trying to avoid a fight. "Oh well, whatever. If you feel like walking with your busted flank, that's your problem. Just wanted to avoid you some bother." Ok. This guy definitely wanted to go for the angst. "In that case, be glad that the shooter missed your back, dum*ss. You'd be dead in a second." Witnessing the angel's delightful fall, the soul had a slight smirk.

(And December triggered Spire. Seems like a contagious disease. XD)

(Oh, Sorry about the wings error... I probably missed it during the first reading ^^' I could miss an elephant in a corridor, dangit.
[size=6pt]And I saw that December could speak french, so if you ever need help with translations... [size=4pt]Cuz' I'm french .w.[/size][/size])

Spire followed the other students, a bit intimidated by the whole fight. However, when they neared the ocean, the soul felt a bit weird, the stomach turned at the simple thought of riding a sea pony. "I'll... I'll prefer the flight, if that doesn't bother..." Spire called, on the verge of throwing up.
Their body shifted from their normal appearance to a more dragon-like one, though with no change in size. It wasn't the first thing that neared the idea of flight, but it was nice anyway...

(Oh, I forgot to say that Spire is very reluctant to sea transports... Like VERY reluctant. ;) )

At Allistor's flight refusal, Spire changed back in a sigh. They neared one of the sea ponies, and climbed on it, already feeling his throat clenching. They gave the crature a sorry look, before apologizing in a "I might get sick, sorry 'bout that." and patting the creature. It was going to be a rude ride...

(Mmm'kay. If you ever need help I'll be here. )

I experienced the phone. I agree it's d*mn awful. .w.

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Spire grasped thighter onto the sea pony as he felt it move across the water. He was innerly praying to not be throwing up onto the water -Not only it was gross, but very unpleasing for the ones behind.- during the travel. He threw quick glances around him, his face slowly turning from pale cream to grossed-out green.

(And if I hurt someone's english grammar, tell me. Because I'm very likely to brutally murder a scentence... ^-^)

(Sorry about the lil' absence, work just flowed in my house. ^^')

Zephyrr found Spirit's situation quite amusing, seeing the fabulous Rattata onto his head, when a slight rustle into the tall grasses snatched his attention. Ah, a new member of the crew maybe?
He neared the rustling grass, hiding a pokeball behind his back, when a purple Nidoran casually trotted out of it. He sat in front of Zephyrr, staring at him directly in the eyes, when he caught a glimpse of the pokeball.
Zephyrr was holding out his hand to him. "Don't worry, I ain't here to harm you." he called with a gentle smile, when the Nidoran suddenly charged at him. The trainer let out a small yelp, before dropping himself onto the ground and watching the wild pokemon passing above him.
The gearhead fell on his back in a thud, while the Nidoran sat again like it was no one's business. "That was naughty..." Zephyrr stated in a whine.
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Bump~

(Yyup. Sieur Drex has French as first language indeed. But it doesn't mean it's spotless
[size=7pt]Even though it's way better than some persons could write it down here in France... uwu[/size])

Take as many time as needed, and if you need help, we're here for ya. ^^

Zephyrr shrugged. "Last time I used Cronn to catch a Pokemon, it was against Sammy. Ye see what he did?" He called on an amused tone. Cronn could be very frightful against wild pokemons, so he decided to catch one himself. "Plus, your gentle tactic seems to work! Look at Elu and the Sandshrew, they're all nice." He turned at Kyo's words. "I know that, that's why I dropped." He then sopped. An unusual strategy popped up in his mind. "Yeah, that could definetely work!" He called with a slight simle on his face.

The Nidoran didn't waited for Zephyrr to throw himself again at the trainer. The answer didn't took much time to land: Zephyrr dropped again, and poked the beast's belly with the pokeball button. One wiggle, Two Wiggles... Three wiggles! Zephyrr bounced up in victory, until the rump of the Nidoran smashed into his own belly. In fact, the Poison-type released himself before the pokeball tinkle. The redhead was onto the ground, grasping his stomach, before getting up. "Okay that's it. Yer going down!" He called in a huff, throwing Cronn in. That guy was playing it hard to get, he could handle Cronn.

Tired Optimist
As you wish. I don't really mind if she goes as a teach (That'll make a lesbian Chemistry teacher that hates almost half of the kids and loves making her lab explode... Plus candy-addicted. That sounds legit. XD)

Bye Wolf! Hope you'll get back by any chance! ^w^/

Spire hopped down the sea pony as soon as he felt the land was near enough for him to reach. Though, it was only a matter of seconds before the spirit darted towards the bushes, where barfing sounds could be heard. They slowly walked out, their face completely white, with some leftovers of their lunch at the corner of their mouth. "Please... Let me follow you on my own... Next time... Have mercy for my belly..." The soul called on a weak tone, their legs feeling a bit wobbly.

(Graceful entrance Spire, graceful entrance. uwu)

Spire interiorly pouted as they heard the "Christmas spirit" allusion. Seriously, were they that silly-looking? But when he was about to respond to Claire, he noticed Carlos and got suddenly frightened. This guy gave them an off vibe, like they should run away from him at full speed, to the end of the world.
Spire remained silent, even at the seemingly not-so-welcoming red-haired girl. They turned to Dylan before giving an answer: "Seems like Red-Locks wants us to. But... I don't really think it's worth it, thoses guys seem tough. Especially that one, he give me the creeps... Strangely." Spire was almost speaking at low voice, nonchalantly pointing at Carlos.

(I guess Spire found that they were a prey to him. :3)

Zephyrr shook his head slightly. "Cronn, Slash him! But careful about his horn..." The trainer advised, before looking at Kyo. "Eyh, Feisty or not, he's going in!" He called on an amused tone, as the Zangoose dashed towards the Poison-type, claws glowing white. He hopped above the Nidoran to avoid getting stung, letting his sharp members scratch the Poison-type's skin.
Zephyrr, watching Cronn's move, threw a pokeball at the Nidoran. "Come on, be kind..." The redhead softly encouraged it to stay.

Spire's eyes widened at Jolene's action. That girl really wanted all of them to get their hands dirty. Seeing everybody reaching the heights, the soul's arms disappeared while wings grew onto their backs. Sure, they could go onto their full-on spirit form to gain more soul material to work with, but with the soul-eater around, they weren't sure about the safety of that maneuver. They leaped back, flapping a bit afar of the wendigo at a seemingly safe height.

A tall, black-haired female was strolling down the beach, shooting some angry glances around and grumbling mutters under her breath. "Ils sont ou? Ils sont ou ces bouffons?" She mildly cursed under her breath. She then spotted a child surfing onto a block of ice towards a strange creature.

"Don't tell me that... Ugh..." The female figure called before darting towards the commotion.

(Translation: "Where are them? Where are those goofs?"
But goofs in a more blunt way :3)