Post by Mayleen. on Jan 28, 2010 15:44:56 GMT -6
I'll Get Him Hard, Show
Him What I Got.
Him What I Got.
I'll Hit Him Hard,
Show Him What I Got.
Show Him What I Got.
The sun was shining brightly over head, a wonderful sight for grass-Pokemon and Trainers who loved the out doors alike. It was truly a beautiful day, believe it or not. It was truly hard to believe it for someone who did not get to see the sun for a few days due to being cooped up inside because of championship rules that were not meant to be broken. But who could follow them? The day was so wonderful it was only natrual for one to go outdoors and play around like a childish type of person, one side that people might rarly get to see in others due to their average personality if you kept a close eye long enough as to how they acted normally. Of course, Mayleen was just the opposite of those glumy or other wise quiet people, always smiling with her eyes gleaming to the people and Pokemon around her.
The Elite Four girl personally blamed more on her self than nature it self; she had gotten bored and had managed to sneak out side to find some time to her self. It had seemed a little gloomy out side to her standers, so willingly she asked Rose to use Sunny Day and spruse things up a bit. That just made it even nicer, Mayleen thought to her her self as she began to venture from the Elite Four building. Sure, she had called on Staraphtor for most of the ride over Gamos, but it was always much more fun to walk beside her trusted partner. Or rather, her walk while the Ice-Type ran ahead at a slightly blinding speed, pausing only breifly for Mayleen to catch up before it again went to go exploring out where they were currently walking. Weavile was an excited little devil when it came down to it, for the most part. But that was the best thing about the small Pokemon! Would it not be?
The forest around Lake Chava seemed dense; a great place for forest-type beings such as Grass-type Pokemon. Maybe a few trainers, too! Well, newer ones, anyway. She would feel terribly sorry if she beat up another trainer who was weaker than she was. Than again, she was an Elite Four! And the last one, to say the least! She was the one who decided weather or not one trainer and their team would go to the Champion or not, and she felt nothing but pridness for that very thing. Mayleen giggled slightly at the thought, her hands behind her back and wringed together as she walked, her tennis shoes beating on the ground ever so slightly. Her Pokemon seemed to be making more noise than she was! But then again, Weavile had more energy to spare than she did. So of course, the Pokemon would make more noise than her when it ran or walked.
"Weavile Weav!" the Pokemon shouted now, already several yards from where Mayleen currently walked. It had paused, and was looking at something as if it were gold or the such. Mayleen smiled slightly, again giggling. Well, they must have made it. "Weav, Weavile!" her partner Pokemon shouted as it disapeared over the next little hilled area that blocked the girl's veiw. Yeap, they had finally made it to the lake. It was a great sign, though, that a Pokemon would be happy coming to a place like this. Such as Weavile, many Pokemon enjoyed discovering new things, even if they had been there already. Such as reading a book; even if you have read it a million times, some new things are garenteed to pop up at some point in time.
Sure enough, as Mayleen stopped at the top of the little hill of which Weavile had stood upon not moments ago, they had reached lake Chava. She gleamed slightly at the sight of Weavile trying to catch some of the smaller bug Pokemon with it's bear hands, jumping up and trying to clutch them in it's claws. It didn't go for long for one of the bug-types as a Volbeat literally thunked the Ice-type with it's tail before fluttering off in annoyance. Weavile rubbed it's head slightly, muttering something before realising it's trainer had caught up with it. Weavile, of course, gave a call and a gesture to come and join it before turning and dashing off towards another path to find of few things of it's own for a moment or two. Mayleen, for a third time, giggled before taking four Pokeballs from her belt.
"Guess it's time to let the others out," she said with a sigh, and instantly four regular Pokeballs went flying up into the air, red lights bursting out into the air as they opened up to let the creatures within them free. As the lights disappeared, different calls sounded from four different Pokemon, though similar by types: a Torrtera, Sceptile, Roserarde, and a shiny Meganium! "Alright, guys," Mayleen said in a calm voice, walking in between where Rose and Sceptic stood in the center, all of their eyes on her. She gave a slight giggle at the looks on their faces. "Go play, let's have a little fun!"
There was a slight uproar as three of the Pokemon dashed to different places in the area. Rose practicaly leapt towards a group of large bushes, flowers both blooming on them - Roses happend to be as well - as well as a few wild flowers scattered amoungst the ground. The creature adored flowers, so it was only natural that she would want to go and make sure they were growing okay. Or just to sniff them, for the matter. Torterra practically waddled over to where a small den lay out. The curious fellow, the large Pokemon tried to lower it self to it could look inside to see if anything were still bearing the fact that they lived there in side. Meganium happily rushed over to the lake it self, throwing two of her vines in and sitting down. Probably seeing if she could catch anything that happend to be inside the lake it self. As if any luck.
Mayleen gave a sigh and shook her head slightly; What a group, eh? Sceptic, lowered down slightly, coming back up with a small twig inside of it's mouth. Why he did this, Mayleen could not even begin to guess the answers. Gently, Mayleen lowered her self to the ground, along with Sceptic, to watch the other Pokemon play around. Weavile was proably out causing mischeif somewhere, Mayleen had thought to her self as she readidied incase Meganium did in deed catch something this time. The poor Pokemon just adored fishing, and always tried to catch her trainer something for her to keep. Wanna know how she knew? Well, the last time Meganium went fishing, she came back with a dead Magikarp to give to her trainer. How strange! Mayleen gave a sigh, shaking her head at her Pokemon slightly.
What a wonderful team, eh?
No He Can't Read My,
Can't Read My
Can't Read My
No He Can't Read
My Poker Face.
My Poker Face.
Word Count: 1,263.
Muse: Pretty good.
Song/Thread Title Credit: Poker Face, Lady Gaga.
Currently RPing With: -
Notes: Totaly bored when I made this. Mayleen totaly needs a bit of fun, so I thought I'd make this. Also, if you wish to make an entrance by Weavile stealing something of your characters, or her annoying your character or youe Pokemon, go right ahead. =P
