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Post by Pancake on Aug 26, 2012 16:40:08 GMT -5
[/i] somehow. "H-Hello?" She softly called out as she took a few small steps inside. She didn't really know what to expect.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] [/ul] |
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Post by Genocide on Aug 26, 2012 17:09:44 GMT -5
Creep just got in for his shift as he work on feeding the Pokemon and keeping them content. Despite what he is renown as a creep, he does do his job and expert in his field. The Prof is in the back of the lab and only a few feet away from the lab itself. Creep would down a large bag of pellets for Pokemon. He ripped the top of the bag and grab the bowls then he would fill them up. He put the bowls out and the Pokemon would stop munching on the Pokemon food.
Creep collected some data on the Pokemon; nothing big just them eating and which they prefer. As he came back inside the lab he came across a girl. His name of creep would serve him well. He would lustfully stare at her and try not to make it obvious. He would lick his lips at her and grab some fantasies in his head. Giving out a bad poker face. "Greetings young lady. How can I help you..?" Creep would grin at her and his eyes would just stare more at her body than her face.
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Post by Pancake on Aug 26, 2012 18:44:09 GMT -5
If anything, Adeline didn't notice his hungry stare as he looked her over. She did have a very terrified look on her face as he appeared, in what seemed to her, out of the shadows. It took her a moment of wide eyed starting before she took a few slow steps towards him.. Automatically, her right hand shot up and covered the right side of her face, showing the scars on her hand, but those those on her face. She made a small whimpering sound and offered him the Prescription, her eyes glued to the ground and shoulders tense and quivering.
"My Dear Colleagues," The note started. "This girl is one of the worst case studies I have seen in a long time. It is my request that you give her a Pokemon so she can start a journey. I am researching Pokemon as Therapy and she is the perfect test subject. Take care to avoid any Fire Types. Thank you." Adeline was ashamed of the words, but they were true.
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Post by Genocide on Aug 26, 2012 19:09:41 GMT -5
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Post by Pancake on Aug 26, 2012 19:58:43 GMT -5
"I... ah..." Adeline flinched back when this man thrust some papers at her. She didn't take them right away, instead just stared at them. Eventually she pulled her left hand up and lightly took the papers, pinching the corner between her thumb and forefinger, as if touching more would cause her harm. She looked the over briefly, but mostly kept her attention on the man. He kept walking back and forth. Eventually she skittered over to a small table and bent over, picking up a discarded pen and scribbling down what she needed to write in her loopy, small Torchic- scratch.
When she leaned back up and capped the pen, a few items were given to her. She quickly flipped open her pack and dumped them down in it; she could always organize it later. Looking back, she gave this man back the papers. It seemed he had a Pokemon for her. She looked down at the little thing, not sure what to do. "I... um.. uh... i-it's... n-n-nice......" She stood in place, simply waiting. Yes, this would be her Pokemon, since she had no idea what else to pick. Plus it seemed nice enough, and it wasn't a nasty Fire Type, sooo...
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