Why. Do. I. Hate. Editing. So. Much. |D
Anyway~ this will probably be typo-filled~ I can't edit or copy-paste my other post cause I'm stil stuck with this godforsaken tablet. . . I need to work on my manipulation skills BC.
"Well, the way you said it made it seem as if it was dangerous, but, now that you mention wild Pokemon, I've always liked to avoid those who aren't entirely friendly." The mewtwo replied, and as expected; the mongoose-like Poke'mon had followed him. After telling some sort of joke thought; really, Vassily simply could not find the heart to laugh at it, despite the fact that doing such a thing would be far more polite. Though, not every joke told could not be funny, could it? If they were. . well, there'd be comedians everywhere, and then there would be no use for comedians.
The whole island (well, in 'whole island's case, it would actually be the forest, and whatever the heck was beyond that,) had the sort of layout Vassily had orginally expected it to have. The crossways lead towards something he was incapable of seeing ontop of a hill, there was a path through the forest that lead to who-knows-where, and well; there was a sign, which he had caught sight of out of the corner of his eye. Considering the fact that such a sign had the words 'Triason Village' scrawled upon it, it probaly lead to some sort of village, and also considering the fact that Poke'mon's resources were very limited; the whole thing was either made of sticks and stones, or something else any amateur would think a Poke'mon would live in. Like. . . a lot of tall grass, or a tree, or a bunch of caves; basicly anything low-tech.
(I apologize beforehand if I got anything wrong it his post ;;. Using the power of memory, as copy-paste is apparently not existent, so I can't just verify the facts by copying it, fleeing to the right page, verifying it, and going back ouo.)
"Is now a bad time~?" The piplup questioned, suddenly wondering why the hell he had, even for a moment; sought this to be a good idea at all. Surely being the pansy among the brutes was not a good thing, and you never really knew when Brutus might have to dive in and save yet another Poke'mon; and make a few go death in the process. Yet again, getting your eardrums blown out seemed like it was much better than sitting around at a stand, watching somewhat succesful stands wave the few customers left good-bye. Actually; getting out of that old piece of wood for a reason other than to gather seashells would be a good thing to do once and awhile. Ideas were getting a little limited these days, and stories about explorers and Poke'mon that had wondered into a certain place on accident were surely getting old.
"After all. . you just had to kind of save Tederusa over there, unless that's normal. It probaly is," 'It probably is' was probably a bit of and understatement. If you stood in Triason Village for two days, just watching everything that happened; you'd know that almost everyone that entered this godforsaken place needed saving at one point in time. Well, of course; Brutus never needed saving. . probably because he's some sort of mutant thing that apparantly can never get hurt. Despite the odds; or, that's at least what Tsar thought of him.
"Anyway~ we're just here out o' boredom."
"Sure~ the more the merrier I suppose," Eve replied, and without waiting to verify the fact that the two were following her; the Riolu began to set down the path which was, really not even that far away from their current locaction. Which was, rather unconveniently; behind a sign. Eve had never really been the one for waiting from the start; the riolu always just wanted to get the heck out of somewhere, go on more explorations, find more treasure, get whatever you could done as soon as you could and as fast as you could; and then just move the heck on. It was basicly a never-ending habit or her's that this rather klutzy-looking Totodile would have to deal with if he intended on following her around for quite some time.
Of course, the usual things were placed in Triason Village. The Keleceon Market; which had basicly everything you could ask for. Tsar's little novel and sea-shell stand, along with Karak's . . . extremely eccentric stand; both were unoccupied, but considering it was around this time, it was really no suprise, nor anything to be alarmed about. Almost right infront of the stands was what might as well be Triason's only worth-while attraction; Brutus's Dojo. Which she deeply believed should instead be called 'Brutus's Ear-Killing Dojo that everyone fails in at one point in time'. The name would be pretty hard to fit on a sign though. . .
And then there was, obviously; Eve's destination. Maxi- Maximilian's stand. Which had a lot of weird items you were apparantly supposed to wear. . along with the typical bows and scarves and all that fun stuff.
"Allo Maxi- I mean, Maximillian," One did not simply call Maximillian 'Maxi' in his presence, unless you were a close friend or not.
"I'm guessing that the scarf I wanted a while ago is finished or something~?"
(Sorry if I time-skipped a little BC. Iwasbraindead, and I wanted Dragonite a chance to catch up with posting a little ouo.)
