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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 12:32 am
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Though Dove hadn't entirely locked herself away from the world, she certainly hadn't made an effort to communicate with anyone. In fact, Lovey thought, as she lay in the armchair, watching the girl as she--finally--slept on the opposite couch, Lovey herself hadn't seen her trainer interact with any other humans, aside from those she was forced to speak with, and even then, the discussion had been scarce. Her ears tucked low, she looked to the wounded typhlosion on the rug below, then rose to her feet, glad he also seemed to be asleep.
As quietly as she could, the tiny eevee made her way into the girl's bedroom and dug through a half open suitcase of miscellaneous items, finally locating and struggling to slide her head into the lose purple ribbon the girl had bought for her not too long ago. If she was going out into the city alone, she certainly didn't want to look like a wild pokemon, and though it wasn't much, the ribbon would at least make her look like she belonged to someone.
A few moments later, after figuring out a way to let herself out of the apartment without waking the other two, Lovey made her way down the stairs and out of the building, heading out toward the shopping areas of town, in hopes of finding someone--anyone really-- that looked familiar and might be able to help Dove out of her downcast and helpless mood.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 12:48 pm
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It had been a long day, and an emotional one. Rosie could go all day, walking, traveling, shopping, dancing. She was known in her studio for her stamina, and could often times out last her own pokemon in training, something she tried to keep an eye out for. But this exhausted she was feeling affected her entire body in a way that physically demanding activities could not.
Emotionally, she was exhausted.
She had gone to see Luke in the hospital earlier that day, and what she had seen, scared, and concerned her. She had stayed till he calmed down, and ended up sitting with him while he fell asleep. She didn't pay attention to how long she had stayed there, gripping his hand and crying silently into her arm, scared for him.
He was still sleeping when she left. She got back to some training with her pokemon, letting them out and working. By the time she was done, it was late, so she headed home, passing the shops on her way since she needed to find a vase for the flower she brought... a vase, how could she forget a vase.
"huh?" She glanced up when Pastin gave a light snort, and places his muzzle by her shoulder, the Rapidash following behind her. It wasn't long before she spotted a small Eevee, though, after staring at it a couple of times, she noticed the small heart on her head. "Lovely?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 1:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 1:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 2:06 pm
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When asked about her trainer, the we've stopped before Rosie and sank low to the ground, her ears drooping; she could, of course, tell the girl, though she knew full well the human wouldn't understand. Instead, she resorted to her contest training, allowing a soft whine to accompany her actions in hope of conveying her desire for Rosie's help through body language.
She did, however, flick her eyes to the Rapidash, wondering if he could be of any help in their communiation.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 2:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 3:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 4:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 4:44 pm
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With an encouraging nod of her head, Lovey made her way into the building and up a few flights of stairs, struggling to take each one more slowly to ensure the girl was following instead of bounding up them as she had become accustomed.
On the highest floor, the normal type stopped at the top of the stairs to wait a moment, then headed toward her mistress' room, pawing at the door with soft calls to her-- apparently, the owner of the suites had come by and closed the door. A privacy issue, he would have assumed.
From inside the room, Dove woke with a start as Sparky growled at the sound from the door, the blanket over her falling away quickly as she forced herself to her feet. When the large typhlosion realized, however, that the soft pokemon calls were familiar, he simply narrowed his eyes in disbelief. Surely Lovey hadn't been so foolish as to leave the apartment without Dove. His eyes flicked to the girl as she immediately rose and went to the door, tucking her long hair back over her shoulders in attempt to clean herself up just in case the landlord had accompanied her runaway eevee.
She opened the door, blinking wearily into the brighter light from the hallway, then at the girl that appeared a few paces away. Lovey looked anywhere but her trainer, unsure of how the girl would react to her plan to cheer her up.
Though a brief look of surprise flitted across her face, it faded to a soft look of unease and shame as she wrapped her free arm around her lean form. Quietly, with as much cheer as she could possibly muster, she greeted the girl, opening the door a little wider to invite her in, should she so choose to come. "Hey, Rosie..."
Lovey backed away a few paces
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:42 pm
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Dove stepped back to let the girl and her pokemon into the room, blinking down then frowning at the eevee as she filed in behind them.
"Thank...Thank you for bringing her back... She should know better than to go out alone, especially now when-- " She paused, still trying to catch up and half asleep. Embarrassed at the state of her home-- though it was more than relatively tidy, save for a few misplaced pillows and an empty tea kettle and mug on the coffee table in front of the couch-- she moved inside as the door closed and began to straighten things a little, draping the blanket over the couch and tossing the pillow into the armchair next to Sparky.
Sparky simply watched the blonde girl curiously, then narrowed his eyes at Lovey. Lovey shrank, then jumped into the arm chair to settle in for her scolding.
Turning on another lamp to illuminate the room a little better, she made her way to the kitchen with the few little dishes. "Would you like something to drink...? I've got, um... tea, lemonade... anything, really..." Clearly, the girl had not been prepared to see anyone any time soon, let alone have anyone visit her personally, and her body language screamed of stress and weariness that had settled into her skin long before Rosie had arrived.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 6:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 7:29 pm
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Dove was silent for a few moments, before she turned to boil more water for tea, if not for both of them, then for herself. "I just..... I feel like I've stepped in and made everything worse, especially with Luke. Yesterday, he just..." Her eyes filled with tears as she recalled the young man's panic attack, and her own that had spawned from it. Though talking with Inigo had eased the pain, it hadn't completely erased the memory. "I panicked, and I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have given him reason to panic in the first place, but he was so upset already and then things just..."
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm. This wasn't going to be a fun storytelling.
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