Characters: Flint and whoever's around Vermilion City Date/Time: June 10th, in the morning Location: Vermilion City Warnings: n/a Summary/Notes: Flint's hanging around, waiting for the SS Anne back to Sinnoh
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Red had swung by Vermillion City on his rounds to visit Lt Surge. Unable to find him, Red decided to drop by another time. He didn't think Surge had a PNG yet, so he wasn't sure if sending an email to him would work. Leaving the gym building, he decided to stop by the docks for some fresh sea air.
He had let Pikachu run around freely, the salty breeze seemed to energize it. Red watched as the little mouse hopped along the dock posts, suddenly stopping next to someone. He had to blink a few times, unsure if the person was wearing a poofy hat or if that was actually hair. Pikachu had been staring as well, its jaw slung open in wonder.
Red knew he was guilty as well, but Pikachu was close enough that the person would notice. He walked up and picked up his Pokémon, turning to the person. "Sorry about that. I hope we didn't bother you."
Flint glanced up from where he leaned against the railing overlooking the shallow water, where he could see a Staryu lazing around beneath them. "Eh, it's cool."
Idly, he realized he was being just as bad as a few others he knew, and straightened, cracking a grin. "I know a Raichu that likes to jump on people. That's a bit more bothering."
Red blinked, looked at Pikachu, who responded the same way, then back at the stranger. Now that he could see the person's face, Red concluded that the red poof was certainly the man's hair. He realized he was taking too long to respond, so he quickly replied, "I guess it likes you."
He thought for a moment at the man talking about Raichu and that he is here in Vermillion. The only Raichu he knew of was nowhere near 'friendly' and might have jumped on the stranger for hostile reasons, so Red thought he spoke too soon. "Sorry. Are you a friend of Lt Surge?"
Flint didn't seem to mind in the least that Pikachu had taken a liking to him. He grinnned at the little mouse, fairly certain that it reminded him of said Raichu before it had evolved.
The name that popped up in a query caught him off guard, and he paused for a moment. "Surge? Can't say I know the guy well enough. But I do know a Leader in Sinnoh named Volkner."
Cynthia was walking around Vermillion City, out for the usual stroll in a new region. Many people seemed to stare at her, but only because of her extremely long hair. She wanted to bring Garchomp out so she can enjoy the nice sea breeze as well, but the last thing she needed was more attention.
She decided to go and catch the SS Anne back to Sinnoh, but realized the next ship left in late afternoon... She still had hours to kill. Nonetheless, she got her ticket, walking out of the port... when she saw a man with a red afro.
Aaron had swung into Vermilion City early that morning, hoping to get a quick ride back to Sinnoh. No such luck; the boat was to take off in the evening. Well, no matter. He'd find something else to do for the morning, maybe skip rocks or take a swim or go argue at the Pokemon Fanclub about Bug-types or--
Or hang out with his colleagues. That collection of hairstyles had to be them, after all.
"Hey, Boss-lady! Flint!" he called, running over. "What's up? You guys going back to Sinnoh too?"
"I see that you're enjoying the sun. Me? The league too stuffy and dark-we need windows-and it was only Bertha and Lucian in the building, ignoring me with their smart talk, so I came over to Kanto. You?"
She noticed that another voice was calling them, and turned around, to find another member of the League. ...Oh god, we need to do something about these hairstyles. She thought.
"Aaron! Pretty much, but the ship isn't leaving for a while. What brings you to this place?"
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He had let Pikachu run around freely, the salty breeze seemed to energize it. Red watched as the little mouse hopped along the dock posts, suddenly stopping next to someone. He had to blink a few times, unsure if the person was wearing a poofy hat or if that was actually hair. Pikachu had been staring as well, its jaw slung open in wonder.
Red knew he was guilty as well, but Pikachu was close enough that the person would notice. He walked up and picked up his Pokémon, turning to the person. "Sorry about that. I hope we didn't bother you."
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Idly, he realized he was being just as bad as a few others he knew, and straightened, cracking a grin. "I know a Raichu that likes to jump on people. That's a bit more bothering."
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He thought for a moment at the man talking about Raichu and that he is here in Vermillion. The only Raichu he knew of was nowhere near 'friendly' and might have jumped on the stranger for hostile reasons, so Red thought he spoke too soon. "Sorry. Are you a friend of Lt Surge?"
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The name that popped up in a query caught him off guard, and he paused for a moment. "Surge? Can't say I know the guy well enough. But I do know a Leader in Sinnoh named Volkner."
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She decided to go and catch the SS Anne back to Sinnoh, but realized the next ship left in late afternoon... She still had hours to kill. Nonetheless, she got her ticket, walking out of the port... when she saw a man with a red afro.
"Hey Flint!"
She recognized that mess of hair anywhere.
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"Hey, Miss Boss-Lady! What're you doing around here?"
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Or hang out with his colleagues. That collection of hairstyles had to be them, after all.
"Hey, Boss-lady! Flint!" he called, running over. "What's up? You guys going back to Sinnoh too?"
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She noticed that another voice was calling them, and turned around, to find another member of the League. ...Oh god, we need to do something about these hairstyles. She thought.
"Aaron! Pretty much, but the ship isn't leaving for a while. What brings you to this place?"
OOC: HTML fails. I'm sorry D:
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