Post by yoshi on Nov 6, 2010 11:16:36 GMT -5
(*Sigh*...I am so gonna miss my diaruga and weaville)
Another day, or was it? For most, it was nothing new-an average day. No holidays, no special occasions-well no special occasions for people who weren't the young trainer-Coordinator-to-be; Yoshi. He stared at the ceiling for what felt like eternity, watching light slowly brighten the dull color of it as he waited for his alarm clock to ring with patience thinner than a plankton.
Clear blue eyes blinked as the sound finally rang, and he immediately got up fro mhis place under the covers-completely dressed-and shut the alarm off. A calm smile marked his face as he slid down the hand-rail of his stairs and straight out the door-unlocking it and opening it before his mother could call a last "Breakfast~"
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The morning sun shined brightly upon the area, he sighed as he looked down-not a single cloud in the overly sunny sky to lower the light. He didn't necessarily believe in signs, but he did like using what was around to think-therefore the overly bright sun led him to the decision of requesting a fire pokemon.
Putting his hand over his eyes like a makeshift visor, he continued to walk to the professor's lab, thinking of what to get. The choices set before him were narrowed down to Charmander, Cyndaquil, and Torchick-he did not fancy having a monkeyo n fire around him. He eventually decided on Cyndaquil-right as he approached the lab.
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Enetering it cautiously, he noticed the half-asleep professor-who liekyl just had gotten up not too long again-and waved over to them. He took a deep breath, looked around at the pokemon that were in the room-some were even still sleeping- and began to speak.
"Morning. Could you please give to me a cyndaquil?" He said somewhat uncertainly-he wasn't entirely sure what he was supposed to say. but noticing the movement of the man he figured he must have said something right.
Another day, or was it? For most, it was nothing new-an average day. No holidays, no special occasions-well no special occasions for people who weren't the young trainer-Coordinator-to-be; Yoshi. He stared at the ceiling for what felt like eternity, watching light slowly brighten the dull color of it as he waited for his alarm clock to ring with patience thinner than a plankton.
Clear blue eyes blinked as the sound finally rang, and he immediately got up fro mhis place under the covers-completely dressed-and shut the alarm off. A calm smile marked his face as he slid down the hand-rail of his stairs and straight out the door-unlocking it and opening it before his mother could call a last "Breakfast~"
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The morning sun shined brightly upon the area, he sighed as he looked down-not a single cloud in the overly sunny sky to lower the light. He didn't necessarily believe in signs, but he did like using what was around to think-therefore the overly bright sun led him to the decision of requesting a fire pokemon.
Putting his hand over his eyes like a makeshift visor, he continued to walk to the professor's lab, thinking of what to get. The choices set before him were narrowed down to Charmander, Cyndaquil, and Torchick-he did not fancy having a monkeyo n fire around him. He eventually decided on Cyndaquil-right as he approached the lab.
------
Enetering it cautiously, he noticed the half-asleep professor-who liekyl just had gotten up not too long again-and waved over to them. He took a deep breath, looked around at the pokemon that were in the room-some were even still sleeping- and began to speak.
"Morning. Could you please give to me a cyndaquil?" He said somewhat uncertainly-he wasn't entirely sure what he was supposed to say. but noticing the movement of the man he figured he must have said something right.