Oh yeah! Rockin' it hardcore~ *excitement*rock_it_boyMay 12 2009, 09:41:19 UTC
Kojiro was slow to stir. He was vaguely aware of the soft sound of the ocean and the scent of the same, as well as the screeching of what he thought might be a bird-type of some sort, only it sort of sounded like someone telling him something about their boots... He ignored it, mostly, and groaned.
He had started to roll over when a weight suddenly dropped itself unceremoniously atop him, and he knew without having to open his green eyes what - or rather who - that would be. Oh, and wasn't she just in fine form. He pretended to be unconscious for a bit longer... well, a lot longer.
While he lay there, he wondered how he'd gotten there. He didn't even remember blasting off, only the whole Seviper thing, and Musashi's reaction to it. He remembered being worried about the poor Poke`mon and wondering how it was going to stomach that huge hunk of his partner's hair, as well as the thorough beating she was giving it. After that, she had captured it and then... nothing... Kojiro frowned. How had they gotten here? He shifted his fingers subtly in the sand, so Musashi wouldn't notice, and opened one eye to have a look around as best he could. It wasn't a beach he recognised...
By the time the sun went down, it was getting hard to breathe.
"Er... Musashi," he said with a nervous giggle. "I don't think there will be hunky cabana boys with a fancy drink and a little umbrella and you're heav- erm... That is... it's uncomfortable having you sitting there... on my stomach..."
He gave her a bit of a half-hearted push, hoping she would take it upon herself to get off him, without first reacting in a violent manner. He had sand in places he just wasn't going to mention in the presence of a lady...
Oh, wait...
"Musashi..." He was whining this time. "I have sand in my pants."
He had started to roll over when a weight suddenly dropped itself unceremoniously atop him, and he knew without having to open his green eyes what - or rather who - that would be. Oh, and wasn't she just in fine form. He pretended to be unconscious for a bit longer... well, a lot longer.
While he lay there, he wondered how he'd gotten there. He didn't even remember blasting off, only the whole Seviper thing, and Musashi's reaction to it. He remembered being worried about the poor Poke`mon and wondering how it was going to stomach that huge hunk of his partner's hair, as well as the thorough beating she was giving it. After that, she had captured it and then... nothing... Kojiro frowned. How had they gotten here? He shifted his fingers subtly in the sand, so Musashi wouldn't notice, and opened one eye to have a look around as best he could. It wasn't a beach he recognised...
By the time the sun went down, it was getting hard to breathe.
"Er... Musashi," he said with a nervous giggle. "I don't think there will be hunky cabana boys with a fancy drink and a little umbrella and you're heav- erm... That is... it's uncomfortable having you sitting there... on my stomach..."
He gave her a bit of a half-hearted push, hoping she would take it upon herself to get off him, without first reacting in a violent manner. He had sand in places he just wasn't going to mention in the presence of a lady...
Oh, wait...
"Musashi..." He was whining this time. "I have sand in my pants."
Reply
Leave a comment