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Post by mikaela on Aug 30, 2011 6:54:16 GMT -5
Mikaela knew that her day was going to be a good one from the very moment she woke up. The sky had been clear of clouds, bluer than she had remembered in a long time, and she would (eventually) be spending it with her best friend, Skyler. She and the researcher were off hunting legendary pokemon - something she hadn't ever properly done. Sure, she and Skyler had seen a glimpse of Suicune and tasted the purified water it had created - and Mikaela had since learned, tried it as a source of healing for wounded pokemon - but that hadn't counted as a true sighting because only Skyler had seen it.
Mikaela's heart raced as she grabbed her hair around her shoulder and braided it quickly down the side, the long plait finishing at her waist as she grabbed a hairtie and wound it around the end. She might see a legendary pokemon soon. She might see something worth seeing, and worth being recognised for. She squeaked to herself, knowing that she wasn't ever going to be the one recognised at the head of any adventure, but at least she could back Skyler up if ever the other girl needed it.
Turning around, she heard the soft grumble of Daisy, and turned to see the pokemon stretch in her own bed, then Rosie stir nearby also. They smiled at each other, and Mikaela beamed at both. She loved them so dearly. "Good morning my precious loves!" she quipped quietly, and they both responded jovially. "We're heading out early today. Skyler.. Skyler will be waiting. I don't want to.. to disappoint her." She blushed, and both quickly picked themselves up and moved toward the door.
Mikaela laughed and grabbed a museli bar, taking a bite of the sweet bite-sized meal as she picked up her satchel, checking that Lilly and Maple's pokeballs were secure on her belt as Rosie and Daisy followed closely at her heels. She closed the door behind her and locked it, before making a quick run through the flower fields her hometown was known so well for. She took in the scents in the air, and let out a long breath as she picked a few berries from trees on her way through. She had a ways to go yet, sure, but at least she could meet Skyler half way there - and who knew who else she may see along the way?
Words: 407 Tags: Bluey, Kira, Boris, (Ponies! idk) Notes: Open to the people who have plots & histories with Mikaela, not open in general.
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Post by HOPE BELL on Sept 14, 2011 6:46:31 GMT -5
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NOTES [/style] | [atrb=style, background: #F7D8C1; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 393939]There was something about being surrounded with flowers that made Hope feel quite suddenly weightless. She'd always wanted to see the endless flowerbeds of Floaroma Town and now she could. In some ways, she supposed it was a good thing that she'd followed Cecily to Sinnoh, to see where her sister had gone to. Now she was there, and learning so much every day from her adventures. She still had lots to learn, but she could do it, no doubt there. Especially when she had Faith always by her side to help her in those moments when she became uncertain.
The world was a lot bigger than Hope had ever realised, she'd never really thought of places as real and big. There were maps and pictures of other places, but somehow, it had never really come home to Hope that there were other places outside her own home. Self-conciously, she ran her hand over her knee, taking her hands away from her task of repacking her bag for just a moment. No matter how many days she spent walking around, she would always fear that one day she would wake up and her legs wouldn't move again. Sliding the final notebook into the heavy pack, Hope grinned as Faith leaned up to slide a pen into its spiral binding so Hope would never be without a pen. That done, the girl swung the heavy bag up onto her back, looking up over the flowers quietly.
Later she'd probably have to settle down and do a serious bit of studying, but for now she was content to enjoy the sunshine with her trusty partner. Pushing to her feet, Hope grinned down at the little Pokemon as she began walking, her thoughts distracted. It would be years before she was a fully qualified nurse, but she was at least on the path to learning. Pokemon were just as confusing as people in some ways, so many bones to learn, so many illness' and... Was that Mikaela? The flash of pink hair caused Hope to focus again, only to brighten as she recognised her teacher. Just as shy as she was, Hope had found that she could trust Mikaela, she could depend on her to patiently answer all her questions no matter how many of them there were.
"Mikaela!" Moments after she'd called out to the other girl, Hope felt her cheeks heat up with a blush before she made her way slowly over to Mikaela, attempting not to squirm with embarassment. "I'm s-sorry.. I-I did-didn't mean to c-call out s-so suddenly... s'just... um.. I... I wan-wanted to say hi..." [/style] |
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Post by SKYLER CHASE on Sept 21, 2011 4:36:52 GMT -5
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Yawning, she stretched, her unruly rainbow hair mussed and her pink eyes obviously tired from late night reading, but as always, she looked the excited part that she played, especially with her super good feeling. She had plans for today even without it. Mikaela, her most awesome and super best friend, was going to be joining her for one of her adventures hunting legendary pokemon. Theyd been out once before and Mikki had been a good luck charm as well as an excellent pair of eyes, so Skyler had high hopes for her next adventure.
As quick as she was, it didnt take her long to get out of bed and get ready, stuffing her books and references into her bag and making sure her Pokeballs were on her belt. They had work to do, after all. Couldnt go around burning daylight. They'd never get anywhere that way, and then what would happen to Team Skyler? What sort of adventuring hunting team would they be then?
So she double checked her bag, made sure she had her camera, just in case, and then took a good look at her two flying Pokemon, her Skarmory and her Tropius. Mikki was in Floarama Town, Sky spent most of her time in Celestic Town, so the only way to get to her in a reasonable amount of time was to fly. Her Tropius looked to be in the best shape through the Pokeballs, and so that was who she went with, letting out the tree dinosaur and hopping on quickly. The flight was short and uneventful, but that was just a sign of more important things to come, or so Skyler hoped. And expected. She didn't' expect to only make it a littel over halfway, the Tropius catching sight of telltale pink hair and flying down near immedialtely to check it out,
Sky caught on quickly, standing up as best she could while riding her Flying Pokemon. That was definitely Mikawla. She offered a short wave but wasn't sure if her Mikki saw it, and so did a uick landing, calling out."MIKKI!" [/style]
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Post by mikaela on Sept 21, 2011 8:12:34 GMT -5
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Mikaela was hovering again. She knew she should be hurrying, because if she didn't hurry then Skyler woul get frustrated, but she also knew that she had forgotten something. Her teetering on tip toes as she tried to think of anything she might need at the last minute. Skyler would be arriving any moment by air, and she would be expecting to leave quickly. With a flustered squeak, she had been about to hurry back to her small house when a call came from not-too-far-away. The head of long pink hair whipped around as she spied her one and only student, and she let a warm if somewhat shy smile creep up onto her lips.
Hope was quite shy too, so it felt okay to Mikki that she wasn't quite so outlandish around her. Skyler was so extroverted and wonderful, and she so very quiet, that it was nice to have a friend who understood. Giving her a nod as Hope hurried up, Mikaela blinked a little. "You don't have to apologise for calling out. It was nice to hear your voice. I might not have noticed, I was a little dazed." Although the stutter of her voice with strangers was gone, she still spoke in the quiet, sweet tones she had become known for, even as a Joy. Being your every-day Joy was not in Mikaela's job description, that was for sure.
"Have your personal studies been going well? I heard you were investigating into multiple personality disord-" her spiel was cut off by a shout from up in the air, and once more pink hair flipped around her until a spying of bright rainbow hair alerted her to who had since gone about yelling to her. With a wave, she called Skyler over and smiled between the two of them. Two incredibly good people to see all in one day made Mikaela smile. No scary boys freaking her out, just nice girls like hope, and her best friend in the universe, Skyler.
"Skyler! I'd like you to meet Hope. I'm teaching her about medicine, she's studying to be a nurse too." She leaned over to hug the brightly clad, exhuberant girl quickly but firmly, glad to see her. "Hope, this is Skyler. She's been my best friend for my whole life." A nod indicated thst she was quite pleased to have the two meet. After all, they were the two most important people in her life at that very moment. [/style][style=background-color: 000000; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -5px; color: #efefef; text-align: center;]412, xxx SKY & HOPE xxx Not very good, sorry loves. Dx[/style][style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-variant: small-caps;]template by vertigo of OTE[/style] |
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Post by HOPE BELL on Sept 28, 2011 6:56:36 GMT -5
"I-it was r-rude... To c-call out so..." Hope managed to mumble, though her lips twitched upwards in a relieved smile that her teacher and friend wasn't angry at her sudden appearance. Mikaela was quickly becoming something of a hero to the girl, being as shy as she was... It was nice to have someone who didn't have to struggle to understand the problems of being shy. So many people thought it was cute, they didn't realise how crippling it could be, and how frustrating it was when one really wanted to make friends. Even with Mikaela, Hope shifted absently on her feet, constantly primed to bolt.
"Y-yes ma'am! M-my sister... She.. her... she kn--" Jumping with the sudden shout and whirlwind of energy that was Skyler, Hope's eyes widened as Mikaela then waved the other woman over. Easing back a step, Hope's eyes flickered down to her Pokemon and then back up to Skyler, trying to still the sudden fright that had literally tackled her at the thought of meeting a new person. What if this person was special to Mikaela? And she made a complete fool of herself? She'd never be able to look at Mikki again and she was so fond of the other girl already. What if this new girl hated her? Without her even doing anything? She was so full of energy, but in a different way from Finn. Finn's happiness wasn't scary - or perhaps she was just used to it - this was different.
Best friend? Well... that was one fear realised.
Hurriedly bending into a deep bow, Hope tried not to let the deep blush that crept over her cheeks get too obvious as she shuffled her weight again. She had to say something, had to greet her. Why wouldn't her mouth of voice work? Shooting a helpless glance at Mikaela as she stared at the rainbow haired girl, Hope eventually managed a soft squeak before she cleared her throat. "I... Um... N-n-nice to m-me-meet you..." And then her voice failed her again, and Hope offered her hand as a substitute for her voice. Why could her voice never work properly when she needed it to?
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