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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 8:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 7:05 pm
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Lately, Kratos was finding it difficult to give Kellan the room he needed to run and burn off some of his overabundant energy. He simply didn't have the time he needed between his own investigations and his official organizational duties. Fortunately, however, this hadn't been one of those far too busy days, and he intended to let his rapidash take full advantage of having space to properly run. So it was that he headed out into the heat of the evening desert, most of his pokémon sequestered away neatly either in their pokéballs or in his quarters (Miette and Iris were the only two in the latter category), releasing Kellan from his pokéball as soon as there was enough room.
As soon as he was released, the rapidash nickered and looked to his trainer, dark eyes questioning. Was there something he needed to do? Or could he just go wild? His answer came soon enough, in the form of a soft but audible "Go," from his trainer. Needing no more encouragement, Kellan took off at a run, racing through the desert as fast as his hooves could carry him - only to stop abruptly at the sight of a particular pretty pink ponyta that he recognized.
The rapidash whinnied, trying to catch Pinkie's attention, and it was at roughly the same moment that Kratos noticed Rory's presence out here as well. It seemed he wasn't the only one who had brought his pokémon out for a run.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 5:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 2:19 pm
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Kellan snorted and tossed his head, trying to convey that he had run over here just to see her. After all, she was such a pretty ponyta, and - and okay, this wasn't really working, was it? The rapidash nickered, his weak attempts at showing off leaving him embarrassed, and he instead offered a more subdued greeting. If an equine pokémon could blush, he'd be doing it.
Kratos noticed Rory looking in his direction and offered the blond a nod, but made no move to approach the other Roket just yet. He was more interested in his own thoughts and in observing his pokémon than in seeking out conversation. If he was approached, however, he was willing to make conversation.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 3:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:00 pm
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Kellan nickered again, this time in a more inviting tone. He was so glad to see Pinkie again! She was such a pretty ponyta, and so nice, he would never forget their brief meeting. How had she been? Was she okay? Did she want to walk with him? He would love her company for a little while, if it was alright with her!
So Rory was approaching him. Kratos wasn't really bothered by the prospect of conversation with him, but he was somewhat curious about what could possibly draw the blond to him. Certainly it wasn't for the sake of company - the redhead was no fool and was quite aware that his behavior could be perceived as (and indeed, sometimes was) standoffish by others. It was one of the reasons why he had so few friends in the organization.
The obvious answer, then, was that the other Rocket had something that he wanted from him. What that could possibly be, Kratos had no idea, but it was the clearest reason that he could think of. Hopefully, it would be something that was neither pressing nor full of obligations. If it was either, he would... deal with it, but he had been looking forward to having some time to work with his personal project. Along with trying to persuade Miette to learn at least one decent attack move so that she wouldn't be utterly defenseless, as much as it pained both of them to consider the idea.
But that was neither here nor there, and he had things to be doing. Like greeting the approaching blond.
"Good evening."
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 3:39 pm
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