Ducky
Youngster
}}Level{1} HP{17} Attack{7} Defense{7} Sp.Attack{7} Sp.Defense{7} Speed{7} Poke{500}
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Post by Ducky on Jul 15, 2010 18:53:06 GMT -6
Taxi's were creepy in their own special way, most smelling of old cigarette smoke and fat people body odor. This particular one was no exception, rating a solid ten on the icky scale. The driver had to be in his 40's with thinning brown hair and over sized glasses slipping to the tip of his perspirating button nose. "Hey chick, this is were you wanted dropped off right?" he croaked, lifting his arm to itch his under arms, giving Addison a perfect view of his pit stained grey wife beater. "Mmm, yeah... Thanks." she coughed, trying to hide her disgust. Quickly fumbling for the handle she tugged her backpack and shot out of the car wishing it would drive away faster. "Yuuck." she squealed, scrunching up her nose and flipping her hair over her shoulder turning to take in the pokemon lab before her. A whistle escaped through her lips as her eyes gazed over the building, "Not to shabby." she chuckled and swept through the doors walking to a counter and tapping her fingers along the counter top.
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Post by Dari on Jul 16, 2010 15:40:40 GMT -6
“I just don’t understand.” Professor Genevieve Fig grumbled, scrolling through the data of her latest experiment yet again. She heaved a sigh and frustration and pushed her chair away from the desk to stand and pace back or forth around her office. Her eyes widened in realization and she grinned, turning back towards the computer just as a loud buzz went off, letting her know that someone had just walked through her lab’s door. She sighed, looked longingly at the computer and left her office for the front lobby. Long, red-brown loose curls were pulled back into a messy ponytail, letting various strands of hair out to fall around her face.
“Who are you?” Genivieve asked, leaning against the counter and peering at the girl. “Don’t bother telling me why you’re here, I already know.” Of course she already knew, everyone was learning about the resistance, it was growing at an alarming rate, now instead of Genevieve having to worry about not having enough troops she instead had to worry about Igneous discovering them merely because of the number of their troops. Luckily, though Igneous knew there was a rebel group forming, they hadn’t linked it to the Professor. Xavier still probably considered her an eccentric, crazy even, but still under his employ. She wondered what he’d think if he knew she was spending the money he paid her to further rebel causes. This thought brought a small smile to her face.
“Anyway, you want a pokemon, right?” She asked, “Well, I’m not going to just give you one. If you want a pokemon from me then you’re a Rebel, working against Team Igneous and that means you follow my orders. If you’re not okay with that, get out.”
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Ducky
Youngster
}}Level{1} HP{17} Attack{7} Defense{7} Sp.Attack{7} Sp.Defense{7} Speed{7} Poke{500}
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Post by Ducky on Jul 21, 2010 9:17:00 GMT -6
Addison yawned dreamily, inspecting the lab around her, swiping at a strand of loose silvery Grey hair that had wandered free from the white headband encasing her skull. The place smelled of sanitary wipes and had an amazingly clean glow to the white surroundings, which was expected of a pokemon research lab, but she sighed longingly, thinking back to her little town by the ocean, wishing more then anything to be able to be back surfing, playing with the wailmer and other various water pokemon that scattered the salty waters around her beach house. See her dream had never really been about getting a pokemon and joining the rebels, but just a week ago her brother, who set out on his own journey when she was three, mysteriously disappeared. So she forced herself to leave everything she knew and loved, packed her bags, kissed her momma goodbye, and took off on her week long trip to this very lab. Addison rubbed at the scars left from the fire at her neck and tugged at her sleeves to try and covered the ones running down her arm as the grouchy professor wandered in. She expected a man from the Rebels or some assistant, but never Genivieve herself. Wincing at her comment, she never was quite good with following directions, she looked into the womans eyes. "Yes ma'am. My name is Addison Berton and I will work my hardest to be the best I can be. I promise to follow orders and be loyal and a good friend to pokemon." she gulped, reminding herself of a little army grunt of the way she was acting. Trying hard to keep her posture, she expected the grouchy stare of the woman and blinked in wonder, "You see miss, I want to look for my brother Ray who joined the rebels a few years ago that just went missing. I was hoping to be some help on the expeditions."
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