Sunny Fallon
Breeder
Owner of Shooting Star Farm[P:3000]
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Post by Sunny Fallon on Apr 4, 2011 13:27:43 GMT -5
Drip, drip, drop, little April shower. Beating a tune, as you fall all around Drip, drip, drop, little April shower. What can compare, to your beautiful sound? Sunny sighed dishearteningly, the cold breeze wind biting at her fingers as she clutched the handle of her umbrella. It seemed that Reinshaw town had a weather system of its own, with storms blowing in as quickly as they passed. The passing shower rained down heavily, beating a tune out on the top of her umbrella. Wide amber eyes peered at the empty meadow around her, searching desperately for someone who wasn't there. Even the native pokemon had fled for shelter with their friends and partners leaving Sunny standing alone on the edge of the meadow.
Her Sunflora tugged gently at the hem of her dress, from where he sat at her feet, his own feet dangling out the side of the umbrella, catching the raindrops on his leafy toes. The girl smiled weakly, looking down to catch his eye. "Well, I guess he's not coming, Sunflora....again", Sunny sighed, obvious sadness in her voice. She found herself missing Charlie Brahm more and more as time went on. She'd met the young professor when she got her first two pokemon and they had enjoyed a nice day out together at the Star Festival. Since then they had been seeing more of each and had seemed to be getting along great. Despite the age gap between them, which was really only five years, they seemed to be good friends. Maybe she was only imaging something more, as he stopped returning her messages and they had began to see less and less of each other. She hoped it would just turn out to be work which was keeping him out of the region but as time grew on, she began to fear that Charlie didn't feel the same way about her anymore.
Maybe it was for the best? With her farm taking off, she had almost double the amount of pokemon to look after and requests to keep up with. She couldn't become preoccupied with friendship and love when she had already made commitments to her farm and pokemon. "I'm sorry to drag you out here for nothing" she apologized down to the plant pokemon but he seemed more than content to sit in the rain, seeping up the rain in his roots seemed to refresh him and bring him out of his otherwise shy shell. "We should probably get back to the farm...he's not going to show again. We look like fools standing out in the storm alone".
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Post by rain on Apr 6, 2011 20:10:03 GMT -5
"Damn it." Camilla raised a hand to shield her eyes from the big, fat drops of wet pouring down from the sky, while keeping her other hand on Gale's steel head crest to steer him. The Skarmory was still in the process of being trained up to the gym leader's standards (which, admittedly, were rather high), so Camilla didn't quite trust him to take the reins on his own yet.
Meanwhile, she had bigger things to worry about at the moment: specifically, the present weather and how it was refusing to cooperate with her schedule.
"And I was looking forward to a good run today too," Camilla grumbled, glaring up at the dreary grey clouds as if they would somehow be frightened off by her stony expression and clear up the sky. Shockingly, they had no reaction to her glowering; if anything, they only seemed to rain even harder.
"A bit counterproductive there, Cammy," Gale remarked from underneath his trainer, his beak twisted into something reminiscent of an amused smirk. "Seriously, you're so scary you make the sky cry." He wasn't sure whether to be disappointed or thankful that his trainer, as a human, couldn't understand a word he was saying... unfortunately for him though, she could hardly mistake the tone.
"You're making fun of me, aren't you," Camilla said flatly, her icy blue eyes narrowing in suspicion. "You annoying son of a—"
"Aw, you love me." The Skarmory's giggles came out as sharp shrieks, like metal scraping against metal, and the sound pierced through the tranquility in the meadow and the soft pitter-patter of rain hitting the earth below. Camilla tried not to wince.
"Get down," she commanded, pushing forward on Gale's head crest to signal for him to descend.
"Well, someone's pushy today," he groused, but obeyed and angled his silver, knifelike wings downwards, cutting through the rain; it should have blinded him, the way it was splattering down upon them by now, but his exceptionally sharp vision was able to see through the torrent with ease.
Which, of course, meant that he clearly saw the young girl standing at the edge of the meadow, looking tiny and forlorn with her umbrella and Pokémon companion.
"Oi, the hell are you—" Camilla stopped mid-sentence when she spotted what her Skarmory had seen as well. She didn't need to tell Gale where to go, as he was already veering his course. Fine, for such a untrained Pokémon (by her standards, anyway), perhaps she should give him a little credit.
"Hey. You." She couldn't even see the girl's face properly, let alone know her name, so the blunt address would have to do. The gym leader didn't bother waiting for Gale to land; when they were near enough to the ground, Camilla simply leapt off his back a few ways off from the girl and her Sunflora, throwing her sopping bangs out of her face with a nonchalant jerk of the head. "What are you doing out here?" There was a faint hint of criticism in her tone as she scrutinised the smaller girl with eyebrows raised doubtfully. Gale fluttered down next to his trainer, his talons digging into the muddy earth and ripping a few blades of grass, and he cocked his head at the two strangers in bright curiosity.
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Sunny Fallon
Breeder
Owner of Shooting Star Farm[P:3000]
Posts: 112
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Post by Sunny Fallon on May 8, 2011 9:48:26 GMT -5
Everybody's got a part to play To start each day in a beautiful way
[/font][/center] Fully resigned to the fact that Charlie wasn't coming, Sunny was getting ready to leave. She shook the brolly, rain drops falling from it gently as she removed the water pooling at the top before she began to fold it so they could leave. Thankfully, she wasn't going to have to walk home in the rain, and being out from the brolly and getting a little wet was much preferable than the hours it would take for her to get fully home. Sunflora would have happily wandered for hours, soaking up the rain and the dew to replenish his energy. She had began to pull the pokeball of Zephyr from the pocket of her dress when a shadow quickly passed them over head.
Blue eyes peered up in the air, watching the black shape as it began to circle, coming in lower and a lower until the steel bird had just cleared her head. From its back, a woman seemed to shout something but she couldn't make it out over the sound of the rushing bird over her head. The brown haired woman hadn't even waited for a landing before she leapt off the back, landing quite gracefully in the grass. ' "What are you doing out here?', the stranger questioned and Sunny's eyebrow raised, confused. She glanced around behind her nervously. 'Is she talking to me?' the breeder thought almost confused. This wasn't anyones land, so she was allowed to be here, right? "I'm was waiting for someone, but I don't think they're going to show.." she explained slowly, still unsure of the situation and this strange woman.
"I'm actually just about to get going..." she explained, shuffling her feet uneasily. Did this woman want to battle? Tossing her pokeball gently to the ground, it erupted in a flash of red. The energy began to manifest behind Sunny, taking the form of Zephyr. The red began to fade and the grey colour became clearer. Very much a showgirl, she had emerged with a wide mouthed roar and the Aerodactyl eyed the Skarmory from behind her trainer. "Wait..." Sunny paused from leaving for a moment, cocking her head to the left as if it would help her work out who this woman was. "I've seen you. You're Camilla Clement, the Haven City gymleader, aren't you?" Every morning when the night goes away Every morning is a brand new day [/color]
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