"Only secondary?" Aaron questioned, sprawled out on his stomach on an adjacent log decoration. "I thought that I got in with just that..."
The Bug-type user turned over the idea in his head until it finally clicked. "Wait, so I'm badass and/or full of the looks and charm? Well, I knew that, of course, but was it obvious?"
He rolled over to his back, then laughed, jabbing at the other male in the Elite Four. "Well, I guess we have to make up for Lucian!"
"You know it, man. We E-Four dudes gotta have the looks and the charm to bring the challengers to the yard." He grinned, turning around to sprawl lengthwise, and laughed as Aaron mentioned the other of their group.
Flint bolted upright, a fierce glint of mischief in his eye and a grin slapped across his face.
"Dude. You know what this means."
He slid from the log and landed expertly on his feet, striking a pose with arm raised and finger pointed. "This requires investigation! Intrigue! Suspense!"
He turned back, looking up at Aaron, face serious and blank, voice flat. "Dude, we have to raid Lucian's closet."
"Well, kinda," Aaron answered, watching as Vespiquen and Heracross tugged at his arms. "They can't really Fly fly but they can bring us over to Lucian's rooms...
Aaron reached for his Yanmega's Pokeball, releasing the six-foot dragonfly and waving it over to Flint.
Bertha, for the record, had just walked into her room a few minutes before. And currently she was wondering if she was going crazy.
She thought she heard Aaron's voice from the lift; muffled, but distinct all the same. And Flint's. And...Cynthia too?
Okay, maybe she really was going insane.
As she walked down the hallway towards the lift, the voices grew louder. Finally reaching the edge, she peered over, and saw the other three using their Pokemon to ascend. Her brow furrowed.
"Is the lift broken?" she called down, as if yelling down shafts was a normal occurrence for her. (Well, actually...)
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The Bug-type user turned over the idea in his head until it finally clicked. "Wait, so I'm badass and/or full of the looks and charm? Well, I knew that, of course, but was it obvious?"
He rolled over to his back, then laughed, jabbing at the other male in the Elite Four. "Well, I guess we have to make up for Lucian!"
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"I don't think he counts as a 'dude,' dude."
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"Wait, dude, you're right!"
He paused before forming his hypothesis.
"What if he's a chick?"
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"Dude. You know what this means."
He slid from the log and landed expertly on his feet, striking a pose with arm raised and finger pointed. "This requires investigation! Intrigue! Suspense!"
He turned back, looking up at Aaron, face serious and blank, voice flat. "Dude, we have to raid Lucian's closet."
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Cynthia grinned, tying her hair up in a ponytail, her side bangs covering the side of her face.
"Let's go." She motioned to them. "The platform is so not ninja. We all have something to fly on, right?"
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Aaron reached for his Yanmega's Pokeball, releasing the six-foot dragonfly and waving it over to Flint.
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She thought she heard Aaron's voice from the lift; muffled, but distinct all the same. And Flint's. And...Cynthia too?
Okay, maybe she really was going insane.
As she walked down the hallway towards the lift, the voices grew louder. Finally reaching the edge, she peered over, and saw the other three using their Pokemon to ascend. Her brow furrowed.
"Is the lift broken?" she called down, as if yelling down shafts was a normal occurrence for her. (Well, actually...)
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