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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 8:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 8:27 pm
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Luke plainly recalled a time when he hadn't allowed his Flareon a place at his side because he found the fire-type's near constant state of energy tiring and annoying, but now he welcomed his companion to walk with him in all willingness. Of course, Mieu seemed to have changed over those several months of his absence and he was no longer quite as prone to suddenly run off in pursuit of something interesting, so that made things a bit easier as well. Days earlier Luke might have felt more comfortable declining Rosie's invitation, but Mieu had expressed enthusiasm over the thought of seeing the girl - and Luke wasn't feeling quite as reluctant anymore himself.
The woman at the entrance recognized Luke's distinct appearance from the description she had earlier been given, and he and his Flareon were directed to the appropriate room. He opened the door and, with a cursory glance inside to make sure he indeed had the right room, raised a hand in greeting and offered a hello and a smile. Mieu lifted his ears with an expression as though he wanted to run ahead, but he restrained himself, looking to his trainer. Luke encouraged the fire-type forward - "Go on, don't worry about me." - and he cast off some of his reluctance and proceeded to Rosie's side, voicing a greeting with a waving tail.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 8:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 10:12 pm
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Her brow furrowed, lowering her gaze back down to the pokemon in her arms, clearly not sure what to think about it. With one last pat on the Flareon's head, she gently moved him over closer to Vahy'n so that she could return to her feet. "This is the second time Asch has done something like that... I wish we could just talk to him." He was a part of Team Rocket, and didn't seem like he wanted to leave anytime soon, but something told her it wasn't that easy... She rubber her thumb into her palm, looking over at Luke "Then again, we did try that already, he didn't really want to talk did he... It is just good to have our Pokemon back." She smiled gently "Ah, anyway, its good to see you again Luke, I'm glad we could get together." She gestured to one of the seats.
Vahy'n nodded knowingly.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 10:24 pm
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A nod. "I don't think it'll do any good to keep trying. He's not going to tell us anything he doesn't want to." They'd tried on multiple occasions now to get his brother to voice his thoughts and motives, but each attempt ended with Asch getting defensive or dodging the question. "He's not a bad person, though," Luke added quietly. "He doesn't need to tell us much to be able to know that." He moved towards the seat at Rosie's indication, the mild confusion leaving his expression, "Yeah. I guess the hot spring visit wasn't too long ago, but I was kind of…" Not in a very conversational mood. Mieu's return had considerably improved his disposition, though.
Mieu nodded, distracted briefly as he watched Luke move. He wasn't going far, though, so the Flareon quickly returned his attention,
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 10:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:30 pm
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"Yeah," he confirmed with a half laugh, doing his best to fight the urge to leave it at something vague. No good had ever come out of hiding his problems from his friends. Besides, it was a bit easier to talk about with the re-addition of Mieu to his company; it finally felt like some good would come of the situation. "I've, uh… been sick for a while. Heart problems. I'm going to look into treatment soon." Not to mention everything else that had been going on. He realized that his green eyes had fallen to the cup, steaming with the poured tea, and willed them to raise if only momentarily.
Mieu replied, thinking about grudgingly on his time in captivity. the first time he had bitten her, and the second he had almost gotten away,
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:55 pm
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