Curiosity [ENCOUNTER]

[WILD POKEMON MOD]

Now the dark begins to rise

@tag ♦ So, let's just say that I got tired of waiting for people to join our role play. In an effort to make it look active, I'm going to flood it with wild encounters!

A warm, spring breezed zipped through the trees, making the leaves dance on this beautiful day. Hiding in some bushes by the first route, was a small ball of pink. She waited there patiently, excited for any, unsuspecting trainer to walk by her. Skitties were playful by nature and loved to cause mischief at times, to random passerby's. To her terrible luck however, not a single human has walked by or even approached the area where she was currently hiding.

It was all relatively boring and the small skitty just wanted to play with someone. Her eyes slowly started to drip close as the warmth from the rays of the sun, created a kind atmosphere for one to sleep in. Moments later, skitty jerked herself awake as she heard the sounds of footsteps coming from up ahead. Cool! It must be a trainer, nyaaaaa!

WILD SKITTY APPEARS!
WHAT WILL YOU DO?

LEVEL 5 // SKITTY //  NAUGHTY
TACKLE ~ TAIL WHIP ~ GROWL

Save your breath, it's far from over

Made by Eva of Faded Cross

[Dakota Villenueve]

CRYOGONAL & LEVEL THIRTY & ICE TYPE

being down on the ground, in the lower regions on the atmosphere... he did not like it one bit. it sent shivers down his spine, and that was saying something for a being made of ice to shiver. it was the fear that made him shiver, though, not the cold. in fact, it was a warm and sunny day, something he despised oh so much. the single visible eye of his narrowed, squinting against the sun's harsh rays. one pale hand lifted, making some sort of visor over his eye as he tried to hide the sensitive organ from the sunlight. it provided little help, and he soon found himself dropping his hand as a heavy sigh passed through his lips. why, of all days, did he have to descend from the cloud cover to the land below? Oh, that's right. there wasn't a cloud in the sky, not one for miles. it would seem strange to have a boy flying through the sky in broad daylight. that wouldn't be very smart of him, now would it?

the boy frowned to himself as he walked down the path, choosing the more 'human' approach of travel rather than floating centimeters above the ground. his steps were rather uneven, his legs weak from years of depending on his levitation to get him places. he shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants, the article of clothing close to that of rags with how worn out they were. he needed to find some sort of new clothing if he was ever to "blend in" with society. it wasn't like he wanted to, but it was necessary to keep himself from drawing too much attention. yeah, like my clothes are the problem. i should figure out how to control my temperature rather than worry about whether or not i look homeless. shaking his head, he continued along the path, the temperature around dropping with each step he took. he paused his steps the moment his ears caught the faint noise of rustling leaves. he tilted his head to the side, listening. the wind? most likely. a pokemon? probably. ugh, just what he needed. if only he had the nose of a growlithe, then he would be able to answer these questions without being left wondering.

[WILD POKEMON MOD]

skitty

normal

five

male

cute charm

tackle

tail whip

growl

WHIMPER ♦ Sorry this took me so long whimper ^^;

Silently, stealthily, skitty waited in the bushes for the unsuspecting traveler to approach him. Watching as the boy drew ever nearer, skitty could catch a slight whiff of  him. The scent was different from a normal human and not one that he could recognize easily. It smelt somewhat human, but also. . . pokemon? This was strange, but it also added another twinge of excitement to the air. Nyaaaaaa! skitty purred from within the bushes as he prepared himself to pounce.

A chill swept through the air, making the pokemon shiver slightly. Could it have been that strange person? Nah! Unable to contain himself anymore, skitty leaped out of the bushes and towards the human, pokemon smelling person. At first, he stopped in front of the strange traveler and took a few paw swings at his legs, then he began to dance around like an over excited kitten.

[Dakota Villenueve]

CRYOGONAL & LEVEL THIRTY & ICE TYPE

he should have prepared himself, both mentally and physically. if he had, then he wouldn't have been startled so badly by a ball of pink that shot out of the undergrowth. he jumped back, the visible eye widening. in a moment of stupidity--or was it just the fear of the hunters taking over?--he lifted his hands while he was in midair, forming a colorful ball of icy in the empty space between his hands. his mind kicked in at the last moment, shutting off the part of him that told him to defend himself at all costs. the sphere disappeared, and temporary fatigue washed over him, causing him to cease his levitation and fall back down to the earth with a soft oof! holding himself up with one hand, his other moved to brush through his bangs. a scowl formed on his face, replacing the shock and (while he would hate to admit it) fear it once held. his single blue eye watched the kitten-like Pokemon dance around him without a single care in the world. What a life.

"idiot." he muttered more to himself for overreacting to a skitty, of all Pokemon. dropping his hand, the boy readjusted himself to sit with his legs crossed. he continued to watch the young pokemon, the scowl ever present on his face. "why are you so happy, kit?" it was a simple question, one out of a flicker of curiosity that nagged at him. however, he made it sound ruder than curious. "you could have gotten killed."

ooc: take your time, EVA. c:

[WILD POKEMON MOD]

SKITTY

NORMAL

FIVE

MALE

CUTE CHARM

TACKLE

TAIL WHIP

GROWL

WHIMPER

A shiver of foreboding went down his spine as he sensed the danger of what was about to happen. Why would this strange person attack a helpless little skitty? Skitty looked up to see the sphere of ice which had been created. Reacting with instincts, he jumped back and faced his seemingly tough opponent.

Surprise came over him when the sphere suddenly vanished and the took at seat in front of him. The fears that skitty had didn't take long to go away, and soon he was dancing around the boy again. Skitty stopped running around when he heard the boy ask a question. "Why am I so happy? No reason! I just am!" he replied. "Nyaaaaaaa!~"

[Dakota Villenueve]

CRYOGONAL & LEVEL THIRTY & ICE TYPE

this kitten just didn't know when to stop, huh? to live your life in such blissful happiness, without a care in the world... if only he could be the same. if only he had never been targeted by hunters in the first place. his life would have been such a simpler, smoother road. if only, if only. a soft sigh passed through his pale lips as he watched the pink cat dance around. "no reason, huh? even when the world is more likely to use you as a tool of destruction until the exhaustion kills you? must be a nice life you live."

the pokemorph allowed his head to loll to one side, his bangs shifting to cover his visible eye, revealing the black eye patch. there were times when he wished he could change his humanoid form of ice to something more... oh, he didn't know... furry and cute? then he would be less likely to be sought after by the greedy. instead, he would be left to his own devices... or, maybe, even taken in by some rich man or woman who pampered him. the lives of cats were so easy, he could even say that he was jealous. "oi." he called out, his tone bored and unconcerned, masked as usual. "you are... a young one. where are your parents?"

[WILD POKEMON MOD]

SKITTY

NORMAL

FIVE

MALE

CUTE CHARM

TACKLE

TAIL WHIP

GROWL

WHIMPER

The little skitty looked at this young boy with confusion as he spoke. What did he mean by 'even if the world is more likely to use you as a tool of destruction?' Was this boy, perhaps used by someone? Was he not free to make his own choices? Like most other pokemon, skitty could sense when something was wrong. Somehow, this boy seemed a little depressed in his eyes. In a kind gesture, he stopped prancing around and gently nuzzled his head against one of the boy's legs, hoping that this might comfort him somewhat.

Skitty couldn't help but be taken in by this boy's gorgeous face, as he saw his head loll. The bangs shifted slightly to reveal the eye patch he wore. Did something so terrifying happen in his past that could have caused the loss of an eye? The pink, furry pokemon's attention reverted to the boy's face as he spoke once again. It was strange, he seemed to be addressing skitty directly. But humans can't understand a pokemon's speech. . . can they? "Y-you can understand me?" skitty asked with a little tone of curiosity in his voice. This strange person was asking about his parents. . . but should he answer?

Everyone has something in their lives that might be painful to remember. Secretes that are sometimes best hidden away in the depths of one's heart. Skitty knew this, and yet. . . he felt as if he should tell this boy about certain, painful memories. "My. . . parents, they were captured or killed. I don't really remember exactly what happened. . . only that I'm alone now. . ." he let his squeaky voice trail off into the sound of the wind as he, once again, nuzzled the boy.

[Dakota Villenueve]

CRYOGONAL & LEVEL THIRTY & ICE TYPE

a thin eyebrow lifted as he watched the skitty's movements. the feline had ceased prancing and was now... rubbing against his leg? cats are so strange. he may not be very fond of physical contact from someone, pokemon or otherwise, that he just met, but he allowed the skitty to do as he pleased. if he wanted to freeze off his cheek, then so be it. he wasn't going to stop him. dakota let out a tsk, lightly chewing on the inside of his cheek. silence fell over the area, save for the usual background noises of nature. the skitty was... staring at him. he wasn't quite sure how he should feel about this, but he didn't care enough to stop the silent "staring contest." the silence was over soon enough, and the boy couldn't help but scoff.

"of course i can understand you, kitten. i hail from a colony of cryogonal. was your near death experience not enough to realize this?" shaking his head, he tilted his head to the other side, allowing his bangs to fall back into their original positions: eye patch covered and his eye visible. dakota fell silent once more as the skitty spoke about his parents. captured or killed, huh? these humans were such violent, ruthless creatures. he was almost disgusted in himself for being descended from them. of course, the last actual human bloodline of his ended centuries ago. says the boy who would have been fine with being under ownership of them if they spoiled you rotten. such a hypocrite, dakota. he shifted his weight onto one hand, the free hand moving to stroke the pink feline on the head. "then, it seems you have been wronged by mankind. you are not alone."

[WILD POKEMON MOD]

SKITTY

NORMAL

FIVE

MALE

CUTE CHARM

TACKLE

TAIL WHIP

GROWL

WHIMPER

"Cryogonal you say?" skitty asked as he cocked his head slightly to one side. This boy was a strange one, he was. "Do you mean like. . . you're part pokemon?" the answer seemed obvious to the skitty, but regardless of that, he had to be sure.

A cool wisp of air blew past the skitty, sending a slight shiver down his spine. Still, he was soon able to regain his composure and replied to the next thing this boy said, "I. . . guess I've been wronged by humans. But still. . . you might think me of being either foolish or naive, but I don't think their all bad. This is why I didn't hesitate to approach you."

In this world, there are several different types of people. Although his parents were taken from him by humans when he was at a young age, skitty had been taken in and cared for by a female human for a couple months before he departed to look for his own place to live. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you look a little lonely. . . and so am I. . " he let his voice trail off for a minute before coming up with a brilliant idea well. . at least he thought it would be brilliant. "Why don't we travel together!" even though he meant it to be a question, his excitement made it into more of a statement.

[Dakota Villenueve]

CRYOGONAL & LEVEL THIRTY & ICE TYPE

"What gave that away?" he deadpanned. it was hard not to easily figure out what he was. after all, the temperature could drop anywhere from ten to thirty degrees when he was around. sometimes, it would drop so much that breath would fog in his presence. jeez, the half-formed aurora beam should have been a dead giveaway, if anything. oh well. not all pokemon had the deduction skills of an alakazam. shaking his head, dakota figured he might as well not be rude about it. at least this was a wild pokemon, rather than one of those hunter dragons. don't get him wrong; he could easily take them down if he wanted to, type advantages and all. they still put him on edge, though, whether they're dragons related to that day or not. at least this was nothing more than a skitty.

he pushed himself forward, relieving the pressure on his hands. the pokemorph dusted off the dirt and gravel before rolling his shoulders. he really needed to go to a pokemon center or something. did those even tend to his kind? it would be nice if they did. he needed a good massage, though they might accidentally put cracks into his body... nah, his ice could handle more than some grimy human paws... he should probably make sure they scrub their hands, first. ugh.

the visible blue eye fixed on the pink feline once more. he blinked, watching the cat with an unamused face as he stumbled over his words. lonely? he wasn't... lonely, per say. he had a colony to return to whenever he wanted to. the traveling part could get a little... erm, what's the word? okay, fine, lonely, but that didn't mean he wanted company. if you don't want company, then you need it. conscience, go away. you are not needed. with a heavy sigh, dakota leaned forwards. "you will get frostbite if you hang around me, and i doubt you could handle yourself if we run into any hunters." oh, stop trying to push others away, dakota.

[WILD POKEMON MOD]

SKITTY

NORMAL

FIVE

MALE

CUTE CHARM

TACKLE

TAIL WHIP

GROWL

WHIMPER

Skitty didn't care what this strange boy might be, only that he had possibly made a new friend. Up until now, the little kitten pokemon had been alone. With no friends or family around him, the loneliness could be unbearable. Meeting someone he could actually talk to however, filled him with joy and happiness. What now? The skitty thought to himself. Would this strange pokemon-human person let him tag along?

The words that were spoken from the boy next, made it seem like he was trying to push skitty away. . . or was he? "Now that I know what you are, I don't really care. I'm used to the cold. . . so it doesn't bother me much." he replied, trying to sound a little tough. "As far as whether or not I can handle myself, well I wouldn't mind it if you trained me, with your help then I'm sure to get much stronger then I am now!" he rubbed up against the boys leg once more and let out a soft purr as he did so.

"Oh right!" he stated as a thought just occurred to him. "I'm sorry but. . . I don't even know your name!"

[Dakota Villenueve]

CRYOGONAL & LEVEL THIRTY & ICE TYPE

he could have scoffed--laughed, even--at the young feline, but he held it back. trying to make himself sound strong in front of the boy... he didn't know what to do with a cat, especially one who still tried to keep his trust in everything. he did not have a stable home (or, really, one at all), so having something to take care of would be difficult. he often found himself going without food, though that was only when he was traveling through more populated areas. it would look strange for the beaded chains of a cryogonal to appear from the mouth and hands of a seemingly normal teenage boy, especially when the chain of his mouth instantly brought the small pieces of prey into his mouth, quickly swallowed like it was nothing. even giant snowflakes had to eat. hm, hunting, however, might prove beneficial for a cat... they eat meat, right?

the pokemorph reached down to pet the skitty once more. him? train the feline? now, that was a thought. if he really wanted to quickly level boost, he could just let the skitty defeat him once or twice. it was a thought, but that would mean going through a lot of pain himself. eh, maybe training would just have to occur while hunting. magikarp made training easier. "i will allow you to accompany me as long as you don't attract too much attention. that means no running off or making a fuss, especially when humans are around." the boy paused, realizing that he had never said his name. he didn't think that it would be important, though that was probably just because he had done a decent job at staying away from anything and everything for the past couple of months. "my name is dakota. and you, do you have a name? or, do i have to refer to you as kitten?"