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 Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2016 1:23 pm
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Citrine thought she was losing her mind. It wasn't so bad at first, every now and then she thought she heard someone talking to her when there was no one around. Probably her imagination, right? Yeah. She spent a lot of time alone when she wasn't at the trainer centers. And the centers were loud. So she thought at first it was just her mind playing tricks on her. It didn't happen often.
...But lately it was happening more and more. Daily, really. When she was training, when she was alone... she heard voices and only crazy people heard voices. Only she wasn't crazy, was she? Maybe she was just lonely. She didn't have close friends... She clearly just wanted someone to talk to. But who could she call? She thought about Zacharie, but the boy was serious and... well, she didn't know what he'd think about her being a lunatic. Maybe Ion? But he was probably busy with his investigation. She nearly called Rosie, but she really couldn't keep running to her every time she had a problem. Finally she decided to contact the fatherly gentle giant. Almost in tears, she sent a text to Dith.
-Hey Dith! It's Citrine. If you're free, and in the area you wanna grab lunch? I need to pick your brain if you're free-
She then sent him the address and details for the little cafe she was sitting in, just on the western outskirts of Camphoreon. She had come here after trying to train all morning, but her head just wasn't in the game. After sending the note, she put her head down on the table. What the hell was wrong with her? |
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2016 1:46 pm
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As it happened he was free, he was even awake when the message came through being currently on 'normal people time' in his cycle of shifts.
-Sure thing! See you soon!- was the cheerful response Citrine would receive.
Lunch did sound rather good right about now, after gym and training first thing and then some paperwork in the apartment he was both starving and ready to get out and about again; paperwork on his day off was not his favourite thing! Dith closed down his laptop, got up from the couch and stretched. "Hey, Ada? I'm going out to lunch with a friend. You want anything?"
//Mmmh?// the Mewtwo looked up from her own laptop. //Ah, well seen as you're going out. Bring me back... a bagel from that little bakery please.//
"Sure," Dith nodded, "with the usual?"
//Yes please, see you later.//
Dith gave another nod - it was nice that she usually remembered 'please' and 'thank you' now - and got himself ready to go out.
Before too much time had passed thanks to fairly swift transportation via Rapidash Dith stepped into the cafe Citrine had specified and looked around. When he spotted his young friend slumped over a table his pleasantly placid expression gave way to a frown. Wasting no more time he headed over to the table and sat down opposite her. "Hey, you have a late night?" he asked, his deep accented voice tinged with concern. |
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2016 12:29 am
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"Well, when I first noticed it, it was about training. Like doing good in a battle, so I thought it was just from the trainer center. But then when it was getting more frequent-" She stopped when the waitress appeared and sighed, finally placing a small order. Her stomach was in so many knots and she felt like she had swallowed a fist full of ice. This whole thing was just scary!
When the waitress was gone, Citrine looked back to Dith, then averted her eyes back to the table. "Well, no. Not really. I mean there's some stuff about like... territories or something, but mostly it's about feathers and migrating. And that's why it's really confusing." She put her arms on the table and lowered her head to rest on them. "I guess I started noticing it earlier this year... maybe early fall? It's just gotten more prevalent lately." She tried to think about when it started, and tried to think about how she felt. "I guess I felt fine. I mean, for a while after the day groudon was here I had a headache, but I was so stressed and scared that I don't think I was sleeping too well. But then I was fine after a couple days." She didn't think anything about it. |
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2016 12:09 pm
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Citrine shrugged. "Arceus only knows how or why or who, I guess." She folded her hands together and thought about her team. "Hmmm... OH! I actually have a good way to test it I think! Santa is a flying/ice type... that's my Delibird. I don't think I've introduced you yet. And Bingo, my pidgeot, is a normal/flying. So maybe, if I can talk to Bingo and not Santa..." She pondered this a few moments. "Yeah... Yeah I think that works." She nodded.
When he questioned her about the drink, she laughed. "Oh, well, I grew up in a desert. Because it's always so hot there, you don't usually want a hot drink. You want everything cold as you can get to cool you off. Sorry, guess I was just kinda thinking about home and how different Kodo really is. It's the little things that do it, ya know?" |
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2016 1:39 pm
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"That would work, yes!" Dith replied with a nod. "Either you understand both or only Bingo and this gives you your answer. Either way you will understand quite a wide range of pokemon, exciting eh?" Ground types were not so numerous but he was still very glad he had the ability at all and his conversations with Jor were fascinating! The old creature was full of cryptic bits of history through the eyes of a pokemon far too large to interact with much of human society, an outsider's view of the world.
"Ahhh, I didn't know you grew up in a desert!" Dith grinned at Citrine and toasted his mug lightly towards her. "Quite the opposite for me! Russian is cold in general for the most part but from when I was uh... what, seven through twelve I think it was?" Dith frowned briefly then nodded. "Yes, about that age anyway, my family lived in Yakutsk, a very northerly city. The average temperature in winter there was minus 34 Celsius, the coldest major city in the world I believe! I can't say I liked the weather but what can you do when you're hiding from the NKVD?" Eyelashes freezing had been about the least of their worries at the time. "It certainly gave me an appreciation for hot drinks," Dith concluded with a grin as he took another ship of his hot chocolate. |
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2016 11:20 pm
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