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Molly Weber
Trainer
18 Posts
5 Likes
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Posts: 18
Likes: 5
Class 1: Breeder
Class 2: Outfitter
Class 3: Tactician
Class 4: CLASS SLOT
EXP: 0
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Post by Molly Weber on Mar 31, 2018 17:46:23 GMT -6
Sunny, blue skies overhead. Cool sand between her toes, before being frequently lapped clean by the water. The sound of families and their children playing further down the beach.
Molly walked slowly down the beach just less than a mile south of Eridani City. Her brown eyes scanned the sands beneath her feet carefully for any sign of treasures, and a bag full of the small, abandoned shells hung from the crook of one arm. Her only protection from the sea's biting air was a recently bought bikini with a pokeball motif, though the salty breeze did feel nice. She had been at the beach for several hours today already, and with the afternoon sun beginning to grow more intense, she cast her gaze back towards the Lapras playing with some children in the surf, and wearing yet another crown of seaweed.
A pleased grin crossed the young woman's face while she looked down into her bag, and she ultimately decided that what she'd found was enough. She took her time to return to the spot of beach she'd claimed that morning, playfully kicking a bit of the surf as she walked. When she'd arrived at the lone blanket and duffel bag, she spotted her Pixie curled up as small as she could be beside the bag, undoubtedly tired after playing. The much, much smaller, yellow figure poking out from the open side pocket answered her next question.
"Wore yourself out, huh?" Molly giggled and lightly pet the pup, taking her own seat on the blanket and pouring her findings out onto the cloth. Pulling a large, yellow-gold piece of cloth from the center compartment of the bag, she crossed her legs and laid the work in progress across her knees. By the time she'd fished the fabric glue out of the bag as well, the lazing Pixie had crawled over to sleep against her bare leg.
"Let's see," she mumbled to herself as she sifted through the assorted shells with one hand. Quickly, she picked out the particularly larger objects and set them beside herself, away from the others. "You'll do." With steady hands, she began applying the adhesive to the cloth in small droplets, and affixing the sea shells in an elaborate pattern along the edge of the cloth.
Pokemon
Pixie (Vulpix), Level 5; Ember, Tail Whip, Hypnosis
Joltik, Level 5; String Shot, Absorb, Spider Web, Thunder Wave
Lapras, Level 5; Sing, Growl, Water Gun, Mist
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Cecelia Gleeful
Coordinator
15 Posts
1 Like
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"Gleefuls Always Get What They Want."
Posts: 15
Likes: 1
Class 1: Chef
Class 2: Hunter
Class 3: Outfitter
EXP: 0
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Post by Cecelia Gleeful on Apr 3, 2018 17:23:11 GMT -6
Cecelia was holding her eevee, and walked into the area quietly. She had been busy recently, so walking on the beach was a very small luxury. She was wearing a blue bikini with black flip flops, and a rose in her hair. She only had the Necklace she never takes off on, and it was a beautiful pink rose. She gazed out at the waves, wondering where she was going. She stopped by the seashore, and let her eevee play around in the water as she sat in the sand, looking out to sea. The Little Eevee seemed to jump in her lap, and wag his tail. It was calm days like this that made Mason happy. Cecelia soon noticed another girl at the beach but she was all alone so she decided she would be nice and call out to her. "Hey! Over here!" The girl was unsure how nice this other human would be, but she only hoped it wasn't a jerk she just called out too. Mason jumped on Cecelia's Head, ready to growl if needed. "Oh Shush Mason. I'm sure she's fine." However, the girl herself was unsure if this was the case. 100+words Molly Weber Pokemon: Mason[eevee],Level 5,Covet,Growl,Helping Hand,Tail Whip,Sand Attack,Detect |
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Molly Weber
Trainer
18 Posts
5 Likes
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Posts: 18
Likes: 5
Class 1: Breeder
Class 2: Outfitter
Class 3: Tactician
Class 4: CLASS SLOT
EXP: 0
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Post by Molly Weber on Apr 3, 2018 21:26:11 GMT -6
The time passed by quickly as she worked. The sea's gentle breeze kept her from getting too warm in the sun, and the sound of Lapras playing with the children in the surf kept her mind just that little bit more busy. Before long, one of the patterns in the cloth had been completed, a tight circle comprised of seashells that would eventually come to resemble the waves surrounding an island of calm in the center of the piece.
Molly's attention was pulled up from her work by a voice, however. Reminded by the interruption to stop and take a break, she stretched and groaned against the stiffness in her joints before looking around for the owner of what she'd heard. There were a few parents scolding the children to come back out of the water, but none of them seemed to sound right. However, she quickly found the brunette looking at her from further up the beach, and briefly waved back to the stranger calling out to what could only have been herself.
After a quick wave and grin, the young woman turned back to the cloth in her lap. Her brown eyes rose every so often to peer at the Lapras in the shallow water, then she'd quickly arrange a few shells to reflect the scene that was inspiring her so. Despite this brief moment of inspiration, however, she did eventually brush the shells aside and return to her previous pattern work.
On the other hand, Pixie's curiosity had been piqued, and the small pup's ears perked up from beside its mistress. Only a short distance away, it was easy to spot the stranger and her Eevee, which was staring back at her in kind. While her mistress worked, the Vulpix rose and bound off across the sand, her tails dragging along behind her and covering up her tracks unintentionally. Stopping only a few short bounds away from the blue-eyed woman, she barked joyously up at the other pokemon.
[Wanna Play?]
Pokemon
Pixie (Vulpix), Level 5; Ember, Tail Whip, Hypnosis
Joltik, Level 5; String Shot, Absorb, Spider Web, Thunder Wave
Lapras, Level 5; Sing, Growl, Water Gun, Mist
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