Post by Bethsabée Lajoie on Apr 13, 2019 3:19:33 GMT
last edited Apr 13, 2019 3:21:00 GMT by Bethsabée Lajoie
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Apr 14, 2019 20:48:12 GMT
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"Oh dear. Swirly I am sorry to tell you this but...But I think that we may be lost." The towering young man stood hunched over a map of the campus, worry and panic settling into his eyes as they rapidly darted around the paper. Meanwhile the savory sticky pokemon would remain firmly planted on his shoulder, the sticky fur of her feet allowing her to remain in place even as he leaned forward in a pitiful effort of being less noticeable. Even with his slouching and constantly bent knees he towered head and shoulders over even the students most people would consider fairly tall. He would shoot a worried glance around the area, the sensation of the entire student body's eyes locked on to his unusual form too powerful to shake.[break][break]
Swirly would frown at this as she shifted closer to her trainer's face, nuzzling her sticky rice-like fur against his cheek. The comforting gesture along with the pleasant savory aroma she emitted brought a measure of ease to the tense tower of a student, a shaky breath escaping his lungs as a gloved hand move to give the ball of fur a soft pat. "T-thank you Swirly. We should hurry and find someplace safe to get our bearings I know that you are hungry it is just too bad that I cannot make something for you to eat myself but I am sure that the food they have here will be good so please do not worry about that." His lips turned into a weak smile as he rambled to his pokemon under his breath without pause, his eyes struggling to focus on the map to distract him from the crowd that was surely watching his every move. If he did not hurry he was sure it was only a matter of time before the whispers started...[break][break]
But it seemed that whispers were the last thing he should have been worried about. Yoizuki's entire body suddenly went tense as a voice rang out above the general hubbub of the Student Union. Instinctively he would turn to the voice, silently hoping of all hopes that the call was not directed toward him. His heart immediately sank as his fears turned to reality, a beautiful, and apparently Kalosian, student was demanding his attention. He tucked his lips into his mouth pinched them between his teeth, a look of genuine terror in his eyes as he met her gaze. He was not sure what she wanted, but every single fiber of his being was telling him that there was only one way to handle this situation.[break][break]
Run.[break][break]
Without a word he would suddenly turn away from Bethsabee and bolt off, moving as quickly as his unusually long legs would carry him. His gait may have been wide, but his lack of muscle density made it difficult to put power into each step. Not that it mattered, as he would only manage to cover a couple yards of distance before tripping on thin air and plummeting face first into the paved sidewalk. Luckily it seemed that his pokemon was used to this, the sushi flavored ball bouncing off his shoulder and puffing her body up with her Cotton Guard before he could collide with the concrete. The large mass of fluff would cushion the impact, allowing him to get away with no apparent injuries beyond his pride. Yoizuki would lay on the ground atop his pokemon, his breathing heavy as he slowly worked up the courage to pull his face up from the ground. He simply could not bare to see the reactions of the surrounding students. At least his hat didn't fall off...
"Oh dear. Swirly I am sorry to tell you this but...But I think that we may be lost." The towering young man stood hunched over a map of the campus, worry and panic settling into his eyes as they rapidly darted around the paper. Meanwhile the savory sticky pokemon would remain firmly planted on his shoulder, the sticky fur of her feet allowing her to remain in place even as he leaned forward in a pitiful effort of being less noticeable. Even with his slouching and constantly bent knees he towered head and shoulders over even the students most people would consider fairly tall. He would shoot a worried glance around the area, the sensation of the entire student body's eyes locked on to his unusual form too powerful to shake.[break][break]
Swirly would frown at this as she shifted closer to her trainer's face, nuzzling her sticky rice-like fur against his cheek. The comforting gesture along with the pleasant savory aroma she emitted brought a measure of ease to the tense tower of a student, a shaky breath escaping his lungs as a gloved hand move to give the ball of fur a soft pat. "T-thank you Swirly. We should hurry and find someplace safe to get our bearings I know that you are hungry it is just too bad that I cannot make something for you to eat myself but I am sure that the food they have here will be good so please do not worry about that." His lips turned into a weak smile as he rambled to his pokemon under his breath without pause, his eyes struggling to focus on the map to distract him from the crowd that was surely watching his every move. If he did not hurry he was sure it was only a matter of time before the whispers started...[break][break]
But it seemed that whispers were the last thing he should have been worried about. Yoizuki's entire body suddenly went tense as a voice rang out above the general hubbub of the Student Union. Instinctively he would turn to the voice, silently hoping of all hopes that the call was not directed toward him. His heart immediately sank as his fears turned to reality, a beautiful, and apparently Kalosian, student was demanding his attention. He tucked his lips into his mouth pinched them between his teeth, a look of genuine terror in his eyes as he met her gaze. He was not sure what she wanted, but every single fiber of his being was telling him that there was only one way to handle this situation.[break][break]
Run.[break][break]
Without a word he would suddenly turn away from Bethsabee and bolt off, moving as quickly as his unusually long legs would carry him. His gait may have been wide, but his lack of muscle density made it difficult to put power into each step. Not that it mattered, as he would only manage to cover a couple yards of distance before tripping on thin air and plummeting face first into the paved sidewalk. Luckily it seemed that his pokemon was used to this, the sushi flavored ball bouncing off his shoulder and puffing her body up with her Cotton Guard before he could collide with the concrete. The large mass of fluff would cushion the impact, allowing him to get away with no apparent injuries beyond his pride. Yoizuki would lay on the ground atop his pokemon, his breathing heavy as he slowly worked up the courage to pull his face up from the ground. He simply could not bare to see the reactions of the surrounding students. At least his hat didn't fall off...
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Yoizuki failed to escape!
Yoizuki failed to escape!
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