Neutral Trainer
milu // OOC NAME
3 POSTS // DATA
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Post by ainsley macclellan on Aug 12, 2017 14:34:14 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] workin' for the weekend  EVERYBODY NEEDS A SECOND CHANCE Ainsley had found her freedom.
It wasn't much freedom but it was hers. After graduating and spending two years at the newspaper, she decided to find her way. Travel when her mother hadn't been able to. See the things that her mother wanted to see and have the adventure that her mother had always wished for her to have. Sun kissed skinned fingers played with the heirloom ring on her hand. A gift from her mother before she had passed away.
Where was she now?
In front of the lab. Her brothers had told her to go here first. With one of them being a gym leader, she nodded and just listened to their advice on the matter. Her hand grasped the handle, metal from the ring scratching against the door and making shivers fall down her spine before she opened the door and looked at all the interesting things inside. Ainsley couldn't believe all the tech stuff in the room.
Being a writing major, she had never had to deal with such things but a basic understanding of the world was needed. She pulled some of her sunset colored hair behind her ear before smiling at the site. Immediately, she went to her camera. Snapping a few pictures here and there, Ainsley was cautious not to catch any research materials in the shots. She looked at the camera, clicking through the pictures before she was stared at by a couple of the lab staff.
She laughed nervously to herself before she turned to see the professor there. "Oh yes! I am here to get my pokemon! Turtwig please!" She was buzzing with excitement. She planned to name him Osiris. That was, if he was a male. PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Professor
9 POSTS // DATA
Heterosexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Akira on Aug 13, 2017 0:06:59 GMT
The lab was no place for frivolities, but heck, today was Peter Erickson's last day here... So while the other bustled around, he methodically unpeeled a banana and chomped it down, licking a spoon of peanut butter with each bite. He chucked the banana skin towards the dustbin and missed it by a foot. A poor hustling, researcher was carrying a bunch of eggs to the elevator and almost had a nasty fall, slipping on that peel, luckily none of the precious eggs broke, she sent a scathing glance towards Peter who just shrugged and chuckled. The researcher, or rather soon to be ex-researcher, pushed himself away from the desk, he kicked his feet up, straight up onto the table, pulled a hat onto his face, and closed his eyes, snickering.
The faint unfamiliar click of cameras woke him up, mostly because he wondered if someone was taking pictures of him, he was done here but he really didn't want to deal with Akira, his boss, if someone presented her evidence of him slacking off on his last day, he suppressed a gentle shudder and decided to investigate... lazily. He peeked out from under the hat, and flexed his ankles so his feet were out of the way and noticed a girl, he was probably in the frame for a few of those shots...
He huffed, so now he had a role to play... he rolled his eyes and waited till the other Professor she'd run into, directed her to him. Lucky that I'm the one who gets to give her the Poke, maybe I can strike a deal... he considers... Once she was at the desk and made her request, he assessed her carefully. He shrugged again, and lowered himself enough to stretch and access the cabin under his desk and procured two Pokeballs. He chucked them at her, in quick succession. 'The first, is the Turt you asked for... the second is a dog Pokemon... fancy guy... The rich usually flaunt him Furfou, you must've heard of him eh?.' he asked, trying to make his bribe sound more spectacular than it actually was. 'Take this extra guy along with you, on your... eh.' he struggled to look for a word that didn't sound too demeaning 'adventure or whatever... and promise me, none of the photos that I'm in are ever going to be anywhere noticeable, ok?' he confirmed, hoping she'd fall in line. Turtwig's Ability Roll:
8o3C_G261-1025
Ability: Overgrow
Furfrou's Ability Roll:
1-1025
Ability: Fur Coat 1-1025·1-1025 |
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Neutral Trainer
milu // OOC NAME
3 POSTS // DATA
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Post by ainsley macclellan on Aug 15, 2017 12:34:48 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] workin' for the weekend EVERYBODY NEEDS A SECOND CHANCE This man was awful. That was the only thing that the writer could think while her arms crossed on her chest, watching his every movement. Why couldn't she have just gotten her pokemon from the other man? This blows....
When the pokeballs were presented to the conversation, she pulled off her bag, packed all the supplies from the professor inside before opening both pokeballs and then dropping them into her bag. Wouldn't need those anymore. The Furfrou wagged its tail extremely fast as Ainsley knelt down and hugged it, taking note of its soft fur and very friendly personality. "You're just a good boy aren't you?!" She cooed towards the dog before scratching under Osiris' chin. "What precious friends I have! You guys are going to be my best friends, aren't you?" Seh questioned again as Osiris began to run in and out underneath Charlie's legs. It seemed like that was a yes.
Ainsley laughed and then turned to the professor. He was the worst part of this whole interaction. She put two fingers to her forhead before saluting him with them very casually and winking. "Thanks. You should really have more excitement when people get pokemon though. You'll scare people away. Toodles." PHARAOH LEAP. |
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