Zephyrus the Priestess

Raiza shrugged again. "From what I've observed so far, the folks here like to spread rumors. I'm not really fond of people, anyway, pon." When he looked over her shoulder, she glanced and saw only Lucifer, whose little flame had grown bright and flickered powerfully. Looked like he was having fun keeping her place in line. "I'm from here-- Valley City in particular. Parents are Breeders who specialize in the Ghost-type, pon." Ironic choice of words, though; can't trust anyone, trust me, Raiza thought in amusement, though not letting in show on her face. "The Region of Orre, hm? To be honest, I haven't heard of it... or, at least, of what it is like there. The name itself, I might've skimmed over in a book or a magazine, though it doesn't quite register much to me, pon." Such tasty souls! Sighing contently, Lucifer stopped to check on his Trainer who seemed to be taking her sweet time. There she was, with Sneasel-- Rogue, that is... and with a new face. Enticed, he hovered over-- what did his soul taste like? In no time, the Litwick had arrived, peeking over Raiza's shoulder. While seeing Lucifer making his way towards them, however, Rogue rolled her eyes, realizing that they'd lose their place in line. To replace Lucifer, she hurried and stood in the spot he hovered in previously and looked at the people around her. Raising an eyebrow (if Sneasel even had eyebrows), she noticed that they looked quite haggard.

Or maybe Lucifer would think that Henry's soul tastes bland and all bitter... but if the no soul jokes are funnier, I'll go with that XD

Notuuuussssss D': c'est la vie, though... but like Chim said, there's a chance he could come back if you've got the time XD damn it Chim don't jinx it lolwtf that was fast

Is that the lead singer of Paramore, Annie? Also, no probs, Boss! Just have to keep big ol' Fido at bay till Enya sinks him into a bay lol

See, he wasn't as bad as people thought him to be. "Raiza. Or Kestrel, whichever, really. This is Rogue, and if you happen to see an eternally hungry Litwick, that's Lucifer, pon," Raiza replied. "I don't really hang around people or places where there are people in my spare time, pon," she added, shrugging. Rogue glanced up at the new person, apparently named Henry, as though sizing him up. It was when he called her a handy Pokemon that she smirked smugly as Sneasel typically did, approving of what she felt was a compliment.

There was a bit of a commotion in the canteen and Raiza turned her head to look. Some guy looked to be wheezing like he had a hard time breathing or something, and he was considerably shaky, too. It looked like he had a hard time walking as well. She looked around; people were either pointing at him, or staring at him, or both. Not a one moved to help him. "Lucifer, hold my place in line, all right?" she said to the Litwick, ignorant of his gorging on others' energy as she approached the guy with the cane. That was when she realized who this was: she'd heard students talking about some standoffish, nasty student with whom nobody got along with, and was, well, basically a jerk, so it served him right to need to walk with a cane. Personally, Raiza didn't like to put much stock into rumors and gossip, as those kinds of things weren't really her thing. "Hey, d'you need any help, pon?" Raiza asked as quietly as possible, keeping her hands to herself though she was worried that this guy would fall over again. Suddenly, of her own accord, Rogue popped out of her Pokeball in curiosity.

Oh, lunch time. "Well," Raiza started as she got up with the violin bag on her shoulder and as she stretched and yawned, "I'm pretty sure you're both hungry, pon? Come, then, let's go grab us some grub, pon. If we're fast enough, we can come back up on the rooftop and eat there instead... the canteen's almost always filled with people, anyway, pon." With that, the trio descended down the stairs to make their way to the cafeteria. It looked like they weren't going to make it back upstairs. Raiza sighed. For some reason everyone had chosen to get their lunch today and eat at the cafeteria, so the lines, though service was normally quick and efficient, were ridiculously long. "Maybe I should've just gotten some groceries instead to cook," she muttered in annoyance. Lucifer, though, had no complaints; he feasted on little bits of life force from all the other kids that surrounded them. Surely Raiza wouldn't mind... anyway, it's not like she could tell. Rogue the Sneasel was secured back inside her Pokeball since she shared her Trainer's discomfort with crowds.

Still waiting for my tu-- oh, wait... Hilda, Rosie wants you over

Whoops. Imma rectify that.

"Hey, man, even I dunno how we work," Chaos said, shrugging. "Heck, I don't even know how our abilities work. Cerby here, his are probably easier to understand; probably got an oxygen tank and a lighter deep, deep, deeeeeep inside that bony gut." The Umbreon gestured to the Houndoom in question jokingly. Cerberus on the other hand yawned and stretched. "Hey, now, stop making me question my existence, you guys. All I know is that I can burp fire and dark energy. I'm quite happy to leave it at that, thank you very much."

The blue-ringed Dark-type looked at the Dewott funnily. "Y'know, I never could understand how that works... Don't y'all run out of water or... err, spit?"

@Turbo: That's my point, which is why I'm not entirely sure that I'm entitled to give advice in this situation lol

Oh. Well in that case then... er... romantic dinner for Ryan and Kage...? Tbh that dependson what kind of romantic situation you mean :S that is, do you mean the steamy kind, or the really really sweet kind that gets us all "d'awwwwww"?

*insert the sound of a million shonen-ai fangirls screaming in glee here* I'd... give you advice, but... I'm not sure if what tickles a girl's fancy is the same as what tickles a dude's >>

Meow. Bro Brock.

Tightening the straps on his gloves, Zeke nodded in response to Lia. "At this point, I don't think there's any need to shut up should we have to scream," he said. "It's already hell outside, and the other blokes are right about to bring the party inside. What about you, Brian? " he asked, turning to his brother in criminal activity or whatever it was called. "Although, you've got Tangela, so I think you'd have an easier time getting downstairs from up on the second floor if you got cornered."

After getting tired of sitting down with the violin in her lap, Raiza packed it away, took a swig of milk tea, and stood up, clapping her hands together. "All right, you two, let's get some training done, pon!" It was a method she'd seen other students employ; pitting both Pokemon against each other. "Let's hit two Pidgey with one stone, pon. No, not literally, silly," she said, seeing Sneasel look up with a predatory gleam in her eyes at the mention of "Pidgey". "Lucifer has a Pokeblock on him, pon. He's gonna do whatever it takes to keep it away from you, even use Fire attacks, pon. Sneasel, you're gonna have to rely on speed and precision for this; you're not allowed to use Feint Attack, pon. If you do, I'm not giving you anymore Spicy Pokeblocks for the rest of the week." Sneasel frowned; she saw it coming, though. Lucifer was a Ghost type, after all... Using that move would've made things too easy. The Litwick looked at the Pokeblock in his stubby little hands. Why would Sneasel want this Pokeblock, anyway? It was super spicy, not as tasty as spiritual energy. "And, Lucifer, pon, if you can't hold out for one minute, you don't get to have a Pokeblock later." That changed his attitude. Dry, bitter Pokeblocks weren't as yummy as souls, but at least they were a close second to his favorite food. Sneasel scraped her claws on each other as if to sharpen them and went into fighting stance, looking as though she would pounce any moment. "Oh, and, last thing, you two: don't kill each other, okay, pon?" Raiza said, with a shrug. "Go!" At the signal to start, Sneasel burst forth like a blur; her opponent and target anticipated this and prepared. Hugging the morsel to his waxy body, Lucifer began shrinking, the Pokeblock shrinking along with him-- as a result the Sneasel flew over him. Growling in annoyance, she began darting around the Litwick, surrounding him, her body a blur of swift movement. Lucifer wasn't fazed, though at first he looked around, expecting a quick strike. In response, the flame on his head grew in size and intensity quickly till it burst in several directions, hitting Sneasel squarely in the chest. Shaking her head, she resolved to look out for that. There was only one way, she realized, that the flame didn't burst in-- and that way was upward. She darted around him again in a blur. This time, Lucifer was fully confident in his next move-- if the fire didn't hit Sneasel, he could at least melt himself down to protect the Pokeblock.The Dark-Ice type moved faster and faster; this time was no different. The fire on his head grew and grew till it finally burst-- to his surprise and dismay, Sneasel jumped up to dodge it! This was what he'd prepared for, though, and melted down; Sneasel couldn't quite swipe at him enough to nab the Pokeblock. They both froze when Raiza plucked the beginning tune of Super Mario Bros. as a way of signalling time. "All right, you two, one minute's over, pon. Lucifer, you've really gotten that Flame Burst down, haven't you?" Raiza remarked happily, tossing him his favorite Pokeblock as a reward while he started solidifying. "Now, Sneasel, dear, you could've done better... But, that was an excellent effort, pon." She petted the disappointed looking Sneasel... who looked up in surprise when she was offered a Spicy Pokeblock. "And that's why you get to have this, pon," a proud Raiza said with a grin as the ecstatic Sneasel received it in disbelief. "The only reason Lucifer here had to use Flame Burst is because he wasn't sure where you were coming from-- that's almost the same as Double Team, which we've been trying to nail, pon. You looked like a ninja out there, like a... Like an Eastern Rogue, pon." With that, her chocolate-brown eyes lit up. "Hey, that's it, pon! Rogue! That's what I'll call you; do you like it?" The Sneasel nodded in response, nibbling away contently at her Pokeblock. Lucifer sat next to his teammate, devouring his own treat with gusto as their Trainer watched happily.

Meow. Sheep.

Goddamn, it was hot. Well... the Base was situated in a sort of dust basin desert with a ton of hazards, but this? For some reason this was even worse in terms of heat. "Continue in the direction we already face, huh? Let's get to it, then," Zephyr said briskly to anybody who would listen. She hated excessive heat-- it was a bit cooler in the shade, but this temperature was ridiculous. Sweating profusely was completely different from having a bath. What's more, is that she was wearing a black tank top. Somebody was definitely going to be throttled by the neck later if they didn't get this job done soon. On the other hand, Cerberus basked in the heat, enjoying it like any sane Fire-type would. From the shadows of the valley wall, Chaos scratched herself behind her ear irritably. "Sometimes I hate being a Dark-type," she grunted, referring to how she had black fur.

I know that feel, except I was helping clean out a colostomy bag instead.

Actually Raiza hangs out at the main building's rooftop, if that's what you mean... XD I'm probably out of shape then or easily tired; I walk a fifteen-minute route from the train station to my school's entrance, then another fifteen minutes to the farthest building on campus for my first class. Then go up to the last/third floor, all the way to the last room on the floor... at 7:30 in the morning every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. At least, that was my schedule for last sem.

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Make that three. Ninja'd by Rose.