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Post by Crystal Bennett on Jan 13, 2016 23:08:53 GMT -7
Crystal took in a long deep breath of fresh air. It sure was nice to be outside and away from the city rabble. Not that she disliked the urban life, but aqua headquarters was getting a little crowded. New recruits seemed to be breeding to the point that the very air was filled with sweat and inexperience. So she took this opportunity to get away from it all. Even though this wasn't a glamorous mission, it'd have to do for now. Normally, collecting flowers and herbs would be nothing but a bother. However, the fact that they were behind enemy lines made it more exciting. If no magma were to be found to squabble with, she'd just have to settle for her companions.
She was to meet at least one experienced medic, who knew one shrub from another, and a grunt like herself. Quite frankly, she tuned out names and faces. Why waste her selective memory on something so trivial when you can just take a look at their uniform and go from there? She highly doubted magma spies would be trudging around in the wrong uniform within their own territory. Speaking of which, she spotted a blonde up ahead. The girl squinted and recognized the aqua uniform. He didn't seem to notice her yet, so she took this opportunity to give him a formal greeting. Crystal smirked to herself and dashed out of view, rustling a bush as she went by. As far as she knew, even up in the tree above him, he still didn't seem to pinpoint her location. She tucked in her shirt and swung, suddenly inches from his face upside-down.
"Know where the medic is yet?" she asked with a playful grin.
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Post by Tristan Grimaldi on Jan 14, 2016 0:09:42 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","tristan_wrap"] [attr="class","tristan_borders"] [attr="class","tristan_header"] [attr="class","tristan_img"] [attr="class","tristan_title"]stop this monster... [attr="class","tristan_posttext"] Tristan sighed in frustration. He had been told to meet up with a medic and fellow grunt in the Petalburg Woods but he couldn't seem to find them anywhere. Not wanting to be spotted by Team Magma on his own, he walked further into the woods in hopes of actually finding his companions for this particular assignment. After all, they couldn't have gone too far inward, right? [break][break] Wait...what if they had gotten tired of waiting and decided to start on their own? He knew it was unlikely (they were all on the same team, right?) but that didn't stop him from worrying. There weren't really too many people whom he wholeheartedly trusted to not leave him behind. As far as Tristan knew, though, they hadn't been sent out on this particular mission...so his worries were justified, weren't they? [break][break] Tristan was snapped out of his thoughts when a face suddenly appeared before him. He had been startled for a moment before his mind processed their words. They were asking where the medic was. He contemplated over how to answer this for a minute or two - not that he needed it, he was completely clueless about the medic's whereabouts - before he responded, "To be honest, I was hoping you'd know." After saying this, he paused for a short moment and continued, "They've got to be around here somewhere, though, right?"[attr="class","tristan_tags"] tag: Crystal Bennett | words: 232 [break] notes: i don't mind. it's practically midnight, though, so i hope this is okay. made by aine! [newclass=.tristan_wrap]margin:0 auto;width:475px;padding-top:40px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_borders]width:475px;background-color:#fff;border-left:5px solid #346f8c;border-right:5px solid #346f8c;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_header]width:100%;margin:2px auto;background-color:#7a9fb2;height:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_img]float:left;margin-left:5px;margin-top:-20px;width:80px;height:80px;border-radius:30%;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_title]float:right;margin-top:0;margin-left:5px;width:381px;height:42px;padding:4px 0 4px 3px;color:#fff;font-family:georgia;font-size:32px;font-style:oblique;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_posttext]margin-top:8px;padding:4px;width:467px;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;font-family:tahoma;color:#000;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_tags]margin-top:4px;border-top:2px solid #064565;padding:2px 3px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center; font-size:11px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_tags b]font-weight:bold;color:#2e3f48;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_tags a]color:#000; font-size:11px;[/newclass]
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Post by sapphire on Jan 15, 2016 0:45:50 GMT -7
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a dark haired girl with bright cerulean eyes enters the clearing. she eyes them suspiciously, her eyes in a marked glare before giving a soft smile. "sorry for startling you~ i'm natasha, certified jellyfish of aqua." it's irrefutable thanks to the uniform she wears- blue and white, the colors of the ocean. she gives them a warm look before immediately turning around and starting to walk, no doubt used to swift responses from grunts following after her. [break][break] "i hope you guys aren't getting cold feet back there. don't worry; magma are just a bunch of dorks trying to be scary--oh!" the girl suddenly stops walking forward, her gaze catching on a vine where yellowish, prickly pear-like structures were growing. "a hopper, huh. we are running short of beer lately and it might grow back in mossdeep equally as well but stealing from magma is always fun..."
[break][break] she turns around, a smile on her face. "do you two see that large vine with those yellow things? i want you to cut them down for me, anyway you can. it's a little too high for poor old natasha. get as many of the flowers as you can but don't wander off. i'll be right back, i wanna see if i can get my hands on something else. don't wanna let sheryl best me again, hmm."
[break][break] with that, the girl walks away, obviously disinterested in two grunts and not believing that she need their protection. besides, her talk about natasha being a little to short is the truth itself- the girl seems to be only about 5'1 and the branches that the plant is hanging from seem to be very high up, further than the average reach. there seems to be no way to climb, unless they want to risk jumping from a different tree. what will the two do?
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Post by Crystal Bennett on Jan 15, 2016 11:47:26 GMT -7
Her grin became predatory as she gauged his reaction. She had startled the boy speechless, but still patiently waited for him to come up with something to say. Crystal's eyes turned cold as she pondered his response. No medic to tell them what to do yet? Interesting. "Ehhhh?" she droned. Then furrowed her brow in worry. "It couldn't be-- but all that screaming I heard minutes ago..." She let her insinuation hang in the air for a moment and studied him. Unfortunately, it was interrupted by a branch snapping to her left. Her head turned towards the sound to find a dark haired girl in an aqua uniform, who didn't waste any time introducing herself. Crystal laughed, "Oh, you're alive? And to think we were going to rush in and avenge your death." The new girl started to walk away, arrogantly assuming they'd heel. No matter, blood was starting to rush to her head for hanging upside down so long anyways. Best to get down now. If Blondie hadn't moved to follow yet, Crystal would have pushed him away and flipped down from the tree. She didn't want to accidentally kick him on the way, effectively hooking her foot, and biffing it. She trailed behind the two of them, casually keeping an eye on her surroundings. As if just talking about Magma grunts would make them magically appear. Suddenly, everyone stopped, and all eyes looked up to see yellow... plant things. Crystal scrunched her nose at her new orders, then took a good look at Natasha. She was right, the girl was tiny. Before she could make a joke the medic ran off to find something else. Ah well, she could always laugh at her expense later. "So tough guy," she said, turning her attention back to her partner, "wanna jump off a tree and cut the flowers on your way down?" She laughed, almost hysterically, as she pictured him doing just that. "Don't worry, I have a medical degree," she lied, trying to comfort him. "I won't let you die too painfully." Tags: Tristan GrimaldiNotes: What are you talking about, bae? It's perfect! <3 And don't let Crystal bully poor Tristan into doing suicidal things. >:/
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Post by Tristan Grimaldi on Jan 18, 2016 15:06:22 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","tristan_wrap"] [attr="class","tristan_borders"] [attr="class","tristan_header"] [attr="class","tristan_img"] [attr="class","tristan_title"]stop this monster... [attr="class","tristan_posttext"] As his fellow grunt spoke to him, Tristan noticed that the medic had walked off. It was slightly irritating but he doubted that she would have been much help anyway – aside from knowing what the plants were, that is. Redirecting his attention back to his partner, Tristan replied, "Considering the fact that you had to jump off of a tree earlier just to follow us, why don't you do it?" Not wanting to get the girl angry, he continued, "I mean, I don't mind trying to do so but you seem much more adept at tree-climbing than I am...as much as I may hate to admit it." [break][break] He gave himself a minute to think things through once more before speaking once again, "If you're going to insist, though, then you better make good on your promise of making sure I don't have a painful death." It was just cutting down plants, though, so he doubted he would be dying today...but it certainly didn't hurt to have one's bases covered. From the looks of things, he probably would have been stuck doing this anyway as he seemed to be a bit taller than both women – even though the height difference between himself and his white-haired partner was actually quite minuscule. [break][break] Taking a deep breath, he slowly started to climb up a tree close to the one on which the plants appeared to be growing. When he reached a branch that was at the same height as the branches of the tree on which the plants were growing, he attempted to jump to the tree where the vines were actually situated. [break][break] This turned out to be one of his stupider ideas since he didn't even reach the branch. In a desperate attempt to delay his fall, he grabbed hold of the vine instead. [attr="class","tristan_tags"] tag: Crystal Bennett + sapphire | words: 301 [break] notes: a bit short but i hope its okay (sorry it took so long to respond) made by aine! [newclass=.tristan_wrap]margin:0 auto;width:475px;padding-top:40px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_borders]width:475px;background-color:#fff;border-left:5px solid #346f8c;border-right:5px solid #346f8c;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_header]width:100%;margin:2px auto;background-color:#7a9fb2;height:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_img]float:left;margin-left:5px;margin-top:-20px;width:80px;height:80px;border-radius:30%;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_title]float:right;margin-top:0;margin-left:5px;width:381px;height:42px;padding:4px 0 4px 3px;color:#fff;font-family:georgia;font-size:32px;font-style:oblique;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_posttext]margin-top:8px;padding:4px;width:467px;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;font-family:tahoma;color:#000;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_tags]margin-top:4px;border-top:2px solid #064565;padding:2px 3px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center; font-size:11px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_tags b]font-weight:bold;color:#2e3f48;[/newclass] [newclass=.tristan_tags a]color:#000; font-size:11px;[/newclass]
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Post by Crystal Bennett on Jan 19, 2016 11:56:53 GMT -7
Crystal blinked at her partner. He had a very good point about who should be climbing the tree. Yet, it was cute how he backtracked, trying not to insult her, and then cornered himself into doing it himself. She did her best to keep a straight face during his speech, even though she really wanted to laugh. A snort was threatening to break loose. He was a very serious guy it seemed. Blondie didn't seem pleased with this new turn of events yet he was such a good sport about it. There he goes, up into the tree. The girl clapped from below and half-shouted, "Good luck!"
She watched him climb and squinted when he started to get lost in the thick of the branches. She backed up, hoping to see him pop out to reach the vine. 'Ah, there he is. Wait, what is he doing?' she thought, worried. The man jumped, and he wasn't going to make it. It was like lead had dropped down on her stomach as she watched with wide eyes. There was nothing she could do but catch him, and if she did she'd probably just die with him. Thankfully, he managed to grab hold of the vine. The weight on her stomach lifted and sighed in relief while closing her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again it was like nothing was wrong in the first place. "Hey, how prickly are those pears?" she asked playfully. It would be hilarious if he had been pricked in all the wrong places. The girl saw the basket on the ground and picked it up. Holding it up, she called out, "Throw 'em here!"
Notes: NP! It was worth the wait. ;w; Tags: Tristan Grimaldi sapphire
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Post by sapphire on Jan 20, 2016 4:56:47 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","missionbg"] [attr="class","missionbg2"] [attr="class","missiontext"] everything happens rather quickly and the scene instantly begins to change from a lighthearted aqua mission to something potentially hazardous. first- in the trees, it seems as though one of the vines is not what it looks like, instead extending itself to a snake like pokemon and attempting to slither its way around tristan's hand, trying to trying to WRAP around his hand and bind him to the tree. the snivy glares at tristan-- the condescending look seems to spark some sort of RIVALRY. [break][break] on the ground, what appears to be a few flowers thrown by the partner in the canopy turns out to be a pair of seedot falling quite fast at nicole, who is likely still holding the basket. the seedot, though small, seem to be GROWING at an abnormal rate and are likely to fall right on top of the girl unless she does something. the pokemon seem much stronger than what the two are used to-- should they call out to the medic for help? [break] [break] [10/overgrow: uses wrap] | [7/chlorophyll: uses growth] | [7/chlorophyll: uses growth] [attr="class","bgbar"]
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