A Gift for Ivysaur. [ACTIVE]
Characters: Charizard, Ivysaur, maybe Red/Squirtle since they know the spot.
What: Talking and presents.
Where: Clearing in the forested area near the school.
When: July 23rd, afternoon.
Rating: G, may turn PG-13 if Charizard swears inadvertently.
Charizard slowly stretched her wings out, missing their orange shine. It was a cloudy day, so she was slightly worried it might start to rain. The young woman kept her wings outstretched behind her, however, since she was busy working on one of the nearby boulders, sculpting it into a new shape. She had been working at it for a while now, stopping by to work on it every now and then, and was trying to make it smaller and lighter each time so that it could easily fit in a dorm room- and on a table, without breaking it in half.
Charizard stepped back to admire her work, and to try lifting it up with her hand once more. It was relatively light now- a stone replica of Ivysaur. It'd make a good gift, she figures, so she smiled to herself and walked to the middle of the clearing.
She looked up to the clouds for a moment as she sat down, crossing her legs and setting the small stone statuette on her legs before she closed her eyes, listening to the sounds of the forest and the wind. Ivysaur should be coming any moment now, but she did want to rest her eyes a little- they were, after all, a little red after she woke up.
She sighed sadly. She hated remembering that part of her life. It was so pointless, and it did make her have a slight grudge towards trainers- even if they aren't all bad. But she couldn't help it. She leaned her head forward, rubbing the back of her neck momentarily and slapping it a bit to try to get herself to snap out of it.
She turned her head back up to face the clouds, but her big grin was gone.
What: Talking and presents.
Where: Clearing in the forested area near the school.
When: July 23rd, afternoon.
Rating: G, may turn PG-13 if Charizard swears inadvertently.
Charizard slowly stretched her wings out, missing their orange shine. It was a cloudy day, so she was slightly worried it might start to rain. The young woman kept her wings outstretched behind her, however, since she was busy working on one of the nearby boulders, sculpting it into a new shape. She had been working at it for a while now, stopping by to work on it every now and then, and was trying to make it smaller and lighter each time so that it could easily fit in a dorm room- and on a table, without breaking it in half.
Charizard stepped back to admire her work, and to try lifting it up with her hand once more. It was relatively light now- a stone replica of Ivysaur. It'd make a good gift, she figures, so she smiled to herself and walked to the middle of the clearing.
She looked up to the clouds for a moment as she sat down, crossing her legs and setting the small stone statuette on her legs before she closed her eyes, listening to the sounds of the forest and the wind. Ivysaur should be coming any moment now, but she did want to rest her eyes a little- they were, after all, a little red after she woke up.
She sighed sadly. She hated remembering that part of her life. It was so pointless, and it did make her have a slight grudge towards trainers- even if they aren't all bad. But she couldn't help it. She leaned her head forward, rubbing the back of her neck momentarily and slapping it a bit to try to get herself to snap out of it.
She turned her head back up to face the clouds, but her big grin was gone.