Bugs are sooo not my thing//

[rolly]

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Felix Lestridge
about me | pokemon | bag | journal | pc

” Your words were like a dream, But dreams could never fool me…”
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He absolutely hated, no, despised any kind of forested area because it always entailed that bug were around. Creepy, crawly, bug-eyed…bugs! He just absolutely hated them. He always thought of that girl as an annoying bug, but now she was his prey, his naïve little mouse. He sighed and shook his head, best not to think about people like that. It always gave him a headache.

He threaded through the path that ran through the forest, and he followed it without even going near the edges of it. He feared that if he strayed for even a millimeter some disgusting bug would jump from the bushed or trees and suck his blood, or worse, sting him with their venomous stingers. Ugh! If he was going to die, he was going to die because of his illness, not by some, some…abominable creature that should be burned into a crisp!

Thank goodness he had Fira with him. Fira apparently had the same personality as his trainer. Cruel and power obsessed, oh yes; they were going to get along just fine. Ruri was happily looking around while she sat in the baby pink colored, baby pouch Felix had purchased for his convenience. He can’t always carry her in his arms now could he? He adjusted his gray flat cap as sunlight peaked through the shades that the trees futilely provided. He had decided to wear more comfortable clothing today since he was trekking through a forest, and he wasn’t going to get his designer clothes ripped or stained. He’d decided with the neutral color of gray, hoping the bugs wouldn’t be attracted to the color. He wore a gray, plaid shirt that had hints of beige, green and a bit yellow in there somewhere, faded black jeans, that were a bit worn at the knees and some checkred black and white van slip-ons. His bag, that he also purchased since he didn’t want to be carrying that ugly back pack the old man provided for him, was a black sling shoulder bag with lots and lots of pockets.

Yup, he was definitely stylish and prepared for this little ‘adventure’. Fira looked absolutely bored as he walked beside his trainer who looked equally as bored and a little apprehensive. The little mouse in the baby pouch was as happy as ever. Fira ‘hmphed’ absolutely irritated by the mouse’s happy attitude. It was pathetic! It didn’t even do anything except look cute! What use could that stupid mouse be to them? He didn’t quite understand why his trainer even bothered with the thing. “Char.” He scoffed as he looked about, he hoped that they’d meet something out here that be a bit of a challenge at least, bug and grass were no problem, flying types weren’t too bad, but they didn’t exactly give him the rush he wanted.

Happiness count:
Ruri:

• +1 out of pokeball
  
• +1 soothe bell
  

Fira:

• +1 out of pokeball
  

[POKÉMON & NPCS]

♀ -- ♂
lv. 5 -- lv. 8

"Venonaaaat!"

A shrill cry could be heard through out the forest, and seemed to be getting louder. The little Pokemon rushed through the forest, her tiny feet tapping against the ground. But not far behind were larger and definitely harder thumps, almost shaking the ground.

"Pinsir!"

Soon the larger Pokemon came into view, eyes red with anger as it surged forward, trying to catch up with the small and purple Venonat it was chasing. Whenever he got close enough, he leaned down and slashed with the large pincers on his head, although the smaller and fleet-footed Pokemon would merely squeal and jump out of the way. She hadn't known that the other Pokemon had been there. In fact, it had almost looked like the other Pokemon was actually a tree. Not a Pokemon. Venonat decided to blame the Pinsir for being such a dull shade of brown, instead of a much vibrant purple as she. But at the moment, she wasn't in much of a position to talk at all. The Pinsir just looked like it was mad with anger, thrashing around like that. Men never listened to reason.

But then, like a ray of light, the Venonat saw the human boy. Why, he was absolutely gorgeous. Maybe he'd be her Prince Charming. Without missing a beat, she swerved to head his way, dodging all the incoming trees and bushes. It paid to have good vision. Crying SOS, the Venonat seemed to shoot over at the other Pokemon, having to choose whether to hide behind the human or the Charmander.

The Pinsir, however, only seemed to see more things to attack--more things to blame his broken pinscer on. If one looked close enough--if they dared--they would be able to see that the tip of one of his threatening pinscers were chipped off. Probably by the Venonat. Which was probably why he seemed to look as if he wanted to rip her to pieces. Pinsirs took great pride in their pinscers, and liked to keep them nice and clean. And intact. With a roar, the Pokemon picked up his pace, and leaned down so that he was charging pinscers-first.

claimed by rex![/size]