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Post by Euphrosyne Klauss. on Jul 15, 2018 3:13:34 GMT -5
[attr="class","gfbase"] [attr="class","gftop"] [attr="class","gficon"]  [attr="class","gfboxbase"] "i love you"s carried a distant scent [attr="class","gfbox"]in the city of kogane, many gathered for the celebration of this region's yearly festivities. many frolicked about through the city with smiles upon their faces. with kogane as lively as ever, it was as though many had forgotten about the actions that recently occurred a month or so ago. for now everything was okay, and kogane city was okay. everything was just fine.
voluptuous, bleach blonde hair bypassed the many who walked the streets of kogane. a wave gifted to one person and the next. they were aware of whom the young maiden was, she was none other than the daughter of viktor von klaussner; owner, and head, of not just one but many prospering conglomerates among the von klaussner. he was a well-known businessman through and through; especially throughout the entire region and many others.
she walked the street adorning the following clothing: a red halter scallop trim skater dress, showcasing her arms and back; whereas, for footwear, she adorned a pair of gold hercules sandals. the young maiden's hair, tied into a low-ponytail, possessed length that would stop at the mid-center of the young woman's back. upon her left wrist she adorned a bracelet which looked to have possessed five ball capsule's upon it; the coloring of that said bracelet was black, and it acted as a holster for her pokemon. over her left shoulder she, too, adorned a black heart-shaped purse.
hair gently danced from the soft wind that blew throughout the bustling city. unaware that she was being followed, the woman would come to take a light turn into an alleyway. it wasn't until, then, she was taken by her left shoulder and forced into a wall. the assailant, then, exclaimed, "hand over everything you got princess! for daddy'ta let you walk out and about on your own, you think he'd give two shits about his daughter, kekeke!" the assailant was prepared to hurt her if needed, and she knew that too for his grip upon her wrist began to tighten. the young maiden, though possessed a fearful look at first, would come to hear the footsteps of another.
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Post by Thomas Benoit on Jul 15, 2018 3:50:11 GMT -5
It hadn't been long since the Kalosian drifter arrived in the city, ready to carry out his mission. What the trainer would find was that the city had been packed with people celebrating yearly festivities. A feeling of regret would wash over the trainer, silently cursing himself for not taking the train days earlier, or at least after the festivities had ended, and the streets had calmed down some. Donning a loose, short-sleeved top, a pair of beige pants, and heavy black boots, would slowly roam through the crowded streets, avoiding those who he could avoid. His Sneasel would rest inside of its Pokeball, tucked safely out of the heat. As the Kalosian got ready to hit an ice cream stand that he had gotten directions to earlier, he would see a blonde-haired girl get pulled into an alley. With an irritated sigh, Thomas made his way over to the alley, removing the lone Pokeball off his belt, middle finger hovering over the release mechanism. As he came into view of the alleyway, Thomas would let Shredder out of his Pokeball. The trainer would then gesture to the Sneasel to silently approach the man. As Thomas calmly made his way towards the man from behind, the Sneasel would make exaggerated sneaking gestures nearby, as if enjoying the situation a little too much. The man would be alerted to the Kalosian's presence by the look of surprise coming from his current target. The man would turn to face Thomas, attempting to pull the girl in front of him. "Stay back, or the girl gets it!", the man called out. "Back the fuck down, or you're getting an Ice Shard to the knee!", Thomas called out to the man, his tone showing no hesitation in what he threatened the mugger with. Shredder took this as a sign to start focusing on the man's leg, getting ready to fire an Ice Shard at his leg, if Thomas were to order it.
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Post by Euphrosyne Klauss. on Jul 15, 2018 16:33:28 GMT -5
[attr="class","gfbase"] [attr="class","gftop"] [attr="class","gficon"] [attr="class","gfboxbase"] "i love you"s carried a distant scent [attr="class","gfbox"]for the male to have continued threatening her. she was certain he'd be in the process of harming her even further had she not given him what he wanted. and, though her gaze screamed "surprise!" the young maiden's facial expression did not properly match her energy, it did not showcase fear. yes, she was afraid as a slight sweat gland serviced. but, had one been what one considered a mythical aura guardian told in stories, they would have been able to see that the woman was but neutral--hr heart unwavering. perhaps it was something that ran in the von klaussner family, this frozen state of being where--when something occurs--fear is not what's in place, but shock rather.
this was the world her father was afraid. having ditched her bodyguards from earlier, she wondered, was this her punishment? only what was to occur next would tell if it were so. and, sadly, the young maiden would have to accept her fate. "i'm--" she was cut off. an unknown assailant making his grand entrance, threatening the male from the side as he spoke of placing an icicle shard--sneasel at the ready--within the male's patella. "o-oh, i--" the girl was then cut off, yet again, as the criminal would release her.
the man, without pushing the newcomer further, ran away within the other direction. "u-uhm..." the girl unknowing as to what to say or how to say, remained sat upon the ground--her back against the wall--as she tried to figure out how she was going to thank him. "t-t-t-thank you!" she was embarrassed. covering her face as she was unable to make a proper sentence, unable to look her savior in the eye. "i-i'm sorry for causing you such trouble!?" the girl, quickly turning her back upon the male and his sneasel, while pulling out her cellular device, would then say the next with her back turned upon him.
"i'll call my father right away to tell him about this situation. he'll be happy to reward you with something!" the girl cried in an anxious tone. that frozen fear no longer there, but merely awkwardness. how would the male take to her odd personality? [attr="class","sumcreds"]KOJIHIME [Googlefont=Montserrat|Roboto|Ubuntu] [newclass=.gfbase]width:320px;[/newclass] [newclass=.gftop]padding:10px;border-top:#2e2e2e 5px solid;background:#ef6769;[/newclass] [newclass=.gficon]width:105px;height:105px;padding:3px;border-left:#fafafa 4px solid;border-top:#fafafa 4px solid;border-right:#2e2e2e 4px solid;border-bottom:#2e2e2e 4px solid;background:#ff9494;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfboxbase]background:#2e2e2e;padding:5px;border-bottom:#ef6769 5px solid[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbox]color:#fcfcfc;text-align:justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;margin:30px 45px;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbox b]color:#ff9494;font:bold 11px arial;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbox a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfnotes]height:0px;width:320px;font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:7px;text-align:justify;color:#ffffff;background-color:#2e2e2e;overflow:hidden;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfnotes b]color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfnotes a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbase:hover .gfnotes]height:60px;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Thomas Benoit on Jul 15, 2018 19:45:48 GMT -5
Thomas didn't know what to expect of the mugger, whether he'd double down on his efforts to use the blonde as a shield, try to attack him, or flee. In the end, the threat of getting kneecapped by a Sneasel clearly didn't appeal to the mugger, as he released his intended victim, and ran for the hills. Thomas would look on, a combination of relief and disappointment washing over him with the threat having left without him having to get violent.
"A wise choice.", remarked Thomas quietly as he and Shredder watched the man flee. The Sneasel would let out a yawn, an expression of how boring he found such a resolution to be.
Thomas listened as the teenager would thank him, nervously. The Kalosian wasn't surprised in the slightest that she would be apprehensive about someone like him, a man who had just threatened to lame another man with his Pokemon. The apology, on the other hand, caught him off guard. Thomas was mentally asking himself why she was apologizing for being the victim of a mugging.
"Don't apologize for that. The scumbag that pulled you into the alley is the only person in this situation that owes anyone an apology. Besides, I chose to intervene.", Thomas would tell the girl.
"And don't worry about a reward. Just be a bit more careful, alright?", Thomas would tell the girl in response to her offer.
But as Thomas got himself ready to leave, and upon getting a long, good look at the girl in front of him, something about her seemed familiar. "Forgive me if this is coming out of the blue, but were you in the Kanto Region six years ago, on a trip?", he would ask her.
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Post by Euphrosyne Klauss. on Jul 15, 2018 21:09:27 GMT -5
[attr="class","gfbase"] [attr="class","gftop"] [attr="class","gficon"] [attr="class","gfboxbase"] "i love you"s carried a distant scent [attr="class","gfbox"]how modest. the boy had not wanted anything in return. peeking behind as her back faced him. she'd place the cellular device back within her pocket, only to fully turn and stand with a soft smile upon her face. "m-mm! right, well, i do feel as--" he was certain he wanted nothing in return, and was prepping to leave off with his sneasel at his side. but it wasn't until he turned toward the young maiden that he'd ask a single question--a question that she, too, though at this moment, did not know the answer precisely.
"kanto...? 6 years ago...?" she began to place the tip of her left index finger upon the center of her soft, pink lips. a press grew harder and harder as she attempted to remember. "mmm--oh! yes, i have! it was so long ago though. my father had chosen that place as our family vacation; even though we barely saw much of him." a brush of hair had been brought behind her right ear as she attempted to remember such a time. but it was all so long ago that it escaped her. "the most i remember was when i met..." it was then a sudden, soft smile made its way upon her face. "him..." a soft, rosy blush had invaded her cheeks. the thought of the young boy she met so long ago invaded her memories all of a sudden, her thought process erased by the sudden imagery.
"it was a fun time being there. i wonder how he's doing..." she thought to herself more. "o-oh!" the girl, quickly snapping out of nostalgia, would flail in embarrassment. her soft voice saying the next, "i-it's strange that you bring such a topic up all of a sudden. are you a resident of kanto perhaps?" a slight gasp, she'd cover her mouth. "oh my goodness, you must have came for the festival as well. i-i'm so sorry that you had to intervene in such a situation, please, let me repay by--" and as she was maneuvering in closer to apologize properly, she'd come to accidentally over her feet. once again, the poor maiden, would need assistance. [attr="class","sumcreds"]KOJIHIME [Googlefont=Montserrat|Roboto|Ubuntu] [newclass=.gfbase]width:320px;[/newclass] [newclass=.gftop]padding:10px;border-top:#2e2e2e 5px solid;background:#ef6769;[/newclass] [newclass=.gficon]width:105px;height:105px;padding:3px;border-left:#fafafa 4px solid;border-top:#fafafa 4px solid;border-right:#2e2e2e 4px solid;border-bottom:#2e2e2e 4px solid;background:#ff9494;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfboxbase]background:#2e2e2e;padding:5px;border-bottom:#ef6769 5px solid[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbox]color:#fcfcfc;text-align:justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;margin:30px 45px;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbox b]color:#ff9494;font:bold 11px arial;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbox a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfnotes]height:0px;width:320px;font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:7px;text-align:justify;color:#ffffff;background-color:#2e2e2e;overflow:hidden;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfnotes b]color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.gfnotes a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important[/newclass] [newclass=.gfbase:hover .gfnotes]height:60px;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Thomas Benoit on Jul 16, 2018 4:13:13 GMT -5
Thomas listened as the girl confirmed that she was in Kanto six years ago, vacationing with her family. She then mentioned a boy she had met during that time, though her expression upon mentioning the boy made the Kalosian question if she was actually remembering him. Such an expression was not one he would associate with memories of comforting a crying boy who had lost his Pokemon.
Upon being asked if he was a resident of Kanto, Thomas shook his head in response. But before he could explain his situation to her, she began to speak again, tripping in the process. Thomas moved in to catch her before she could fall to the ground. Shredder couldn't help but snicker at the image before him.
"Funny enough, I didn't come to Johto for the festivities. I actually came on.. business.", Thomas would tell her as he would help her to her feet. "If you don't mind me asking, do you remember comforting a grieving boy during your visit to Kanto six years ago?", he would finally inquire.
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Post by Euphrosyne Klauss. on Jul 19, 2018 0:47:26 GMT -5
[attr="class","gfbase"] [attr="class","gftop"] [attr="class","gficon"]  [attr="class","gfboxbase"] "i love you"s carried a distant scent [attr="class","gfbox"]caught by her rescuer. he, yet again, had to come to the maiden's aid. how embarrassed she felt, unable to look him in the eye as she turned a pure bright shade of red. the bleach blonde maiden continued to look only, and attentively, directly toward the ground. she could still, of course, hear every word the male had spoken to her. "g-grieving?" what? no longer in her trance. she'd come to raise a slight, auburn hue. from the ground, to his legs, and then his chest. she was afraid to see what laid in the brunette male's, unknowingly, colorless eyes.
she wondered what were the color that she'd come to see. who was the person that resided before her. a mind-racing question indeed, there was no chance in london that it was him. and so she took the first move. a rose head came to meet with eyes of wonderment. "y...you..." she said softly. her left hand gently came to touch her own soft, pink lips. eyes began to fill with an unprecedented ray of hope. the girl who only looked at life from a blank angle had grown to develop a feeling she hadn't felt in quite sometime: happiness.
"you're the boy the from six years ago!" she exclaimed, quickly moving away from the male. "y-you're name was..." wait for it, "...tommy!" close enough. it wasn't exactly "tommy" to be exact, but rather thomas. the bleach blonde maiden most certainly, somewhat, changed from the time they met. "w-what're you doing here?!" the nervous girl spoke. quickly pushing herself, and thomas, away. to her surprise, she wasn't even sure if she fully remembered the male. heck, she wasn't sure if there were a possible chance in hell that he remembered her name. the poor girl was a mess as she tried to gather her thoughts and words, but so much happened to her in under several minutes that she wasn't sure how to react. if she were a robot steam would practically begin emerging from the top of her head. oh how flustered she became.
"a-ah, i'm so sorry! so much is happening i-i'm not exactly sure how to react to this right now, i'm so embarrassed." covering her face she was practically on the verge of flailing. "this is the worse way to meet someone from the past, isn't it...?" the maiden softly spoke. peeking from behind a wall of fingers that hid her facial expression away. their distance, no longer then ten feet apart.
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Post by Thomas Benoit on Aug 6, 2018 0:13:32 GMT -5
Thomas would watch the nervous girl's reaction to being caught. The fact that she couldn't look at him made the trainer concerned, to say the least. But then, considering what state he was in as a child, he barely had room to comment. But then, if this was indeed Juliet, it made Thomas question what happened during those six years since they met. Aside from the loss of her older brother, he had to wonder if there was anything else that happened to her. In any case, the younger teenager would finally confirm what he suspected when she referred to him as Tommy. While his name was Thomas, it was close enough for the trainer to be satisfied with. What came next would catch Thomas off guard. Thomas could only frown as he watched her nervous reaction, taking a couple steps back, but remaining to ensure that she was alright. "Juliet....", he uttered. At the very least, it was what the blonde would've introduced herself as all those years ago. Thomas would listen to her apology for her outburst, seeing just how nervous she was about all of this. Upon hearing her comment, Thomas would speak up again. "I dunno, at least you're not doing the mugging.", Thomas remarked, half-jokingly. But then, if she was indeed on the other side of that exchange earlier, being the one mugging the other person, he probably would've gone after her in the same manner he went after her attacker. "Let's get somewhere safer, alright? Yveltal knows when that scumbag might come back with a posse, so it's best we not stick around.", Thomas would urge her gently.
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