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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:35 pm
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Tech wasn't really something that Jerome payed too much attention to, sure he had his Dex, and over the year of being a Rocket he had learned how to use it as well as anyone else really.. he kind of had to. But his e-mail, often went unchecked for days. usually due to the fact that he had a head jumbled full of different problems, he didn't really stop to think to open his e-mail.
On this night though, he couldn't sleep, despite the heavy breathing from the massive gleaming cobalt chittin' creature sleeping on the floor next to his bed. and the soft, melodic glow of the red Metacross eye from the corner. His pokemon at peace, but the tattooed eyes just stared unseeing at the ceiling.
Finally, he gave up, accepting that he wasn't going to be going to sleep just yet. This is when he found himself pulling his laptop off from his night stand, and opening it up, to find something to do. pausing in his mail, where he saw a familiar name from someone he knew.
Izumi.
Sitting up a little straighter, Jerome clicked on the mail and read it. It took him longer then he should have to compose a reply, but he sent one off none the less.
"Its good to hear from you Izumi, and good to hear your back home safe. Hey uh, sorry if this reply is coming late. Its been pretty busy on my end, this job's really taking up a lot of time. How are things at the repaired shop?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 8:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 8:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 8:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 9:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 9:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 11:57 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 3:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 9:25 pm
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There were no roof tops this time, no sliding over the buildings, out of sight from the street, and from people in the allies. Not this time. The thought of not being able to get to the roofs was a worse pain then the residual ache he constantly felt now.
No, it was the sidewalk for Jerome this time, well... a cab really, that dropped him off at the sidewalk just in front of Izumi's shop. Looks like it wasn't going to be the window this time either.
The driver was payed, Jerome pulled the hood over his head, and he stepped out of the cab, casing a glance up at the balcony he used to jump to, before moving his attention now, to a much different view of the shop entrance. The man stopped at the walk way, staring at the two steel types.
Bro' clicked his tounge from the shadows, leaning out of the dark patch cast by Jerome to narrow one eye and the guards of the door.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 9:45 pm
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"Meta...." The large white steel spider gave Jerome a good look and, recognizing him, voiced her approval of his presence with a "gross." The Lairon, seeing this guest was okay'd, went about his business lumbering around the shop.
The shop was fairly empty, lacking the piles of scrap and tools littering every surface in the building.
The bell seemed to alert someone that a customer was there, and after a few moments, there was a shout from the garage. "Hello? I-I'll be right there!" It didn't take long for a familiar blue haired girl to walk out of the garage, her blue-jean overalls spotted with oil, a rag in one hand, and a wrench in the other. "Jerome!" She said excitedly, a wide grin covering her face, when she saw who had come in.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 9:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 10:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:48 pm
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