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I’ve just done all drafts *pats self on back* woohoo for being productive!! :D

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oakiisms:

      “Interesting team.” His vague comment could’ve been taken in       a variety of directions      though he was patting himself on that       back for expecting such a composition.  They were hardly bad       Pokémon,           but somewhat predictable even if he only had        remembered two of them from what he’d seen on TV.       If his       memory served correctly   —   Harley  wasn’t lying about their       strength.     He snorted in jest of the popularity comment,    not       denying it, but finding his confidence humorous.      “Yeah, that       rings a bell.” Brushing a hand through his hair,   he figured they       should get the pleasantries out of the way.   “I guess I shouldn’t       leave you in the dark then, huh?” He perked a brow, smirking a       tad, “I’m Gary Oak.”

          “Why thank you! I’m actually really proud of my            choice of teammates. They get along really well,            and never let me down!”

     Though, he wouldn’t even let them let him down. He would train them enough      to be sure they would be victorious, or at least enough for him to be proud of      them. He was a perfectionist anyway, so everything had to be on point before      he would ever show it to anyone else. At the other’s comment he blinked for a      moment at first, then let out a soft laugh. That wasn’t really something he      heard often -- at least not as straightforward as this time.

         “Oh come now, I’m not dangerous! You’re a funny           one, you know! But... Gary Oak? You mean... Oak           as in, Professor Oak? Oh my, I didn’t even know           he has such a handsome grandchild!!”

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echostared:

    ‘ No worries. ‘

   He accepted the smile with a nod before proceeding on walking. He was sure that this was not the first time someone got lost around this area, but, at least, it was the first that he had encountered. The setter slowed his steps to accompany the other as he answered his question.

 ‘ A bit but after a while you get used to it.     How did you get stuck here anyway ? ‘

          “Oh I see! Well, you probably aren’t new            here anyway...”

     And neither was he, as he didn’t even belong around here. He only had to go      to the bathroom, and as he refused to do it at a dirty, free to use toilet, he      wanted a real bathroom. Since this was the only building he noticed to be      close, he simply had to go and ask if he could use their bathroom. Luckily,      they let him in.

         “Well, you see... I had to go to the toilet, but           the guy who lead me there was gone when           I came out... that’s how I got stuck wandering           around.”

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pinneger:

“I am not that talented.” He was the weakest of the gym leaders on both his own, and the neighboring region. Though he was working to alleviate that. Though he supposed the other meant the fact he had become a public figure. 

“Me? No, I actually lost to a trainer. They earned their badge.”

          “Come now, of course you are! Otherwise            you wouldn’t be a gym leader!”

     He was going to continue to praise the other -- certainly he himself thought the      other was talented, otherwise they wouldn’t have been so successful, wasn’t      that right? Fame didn’t come by doing nothing, that’s one thing he was certain      of.

         “You lost? Oh my, then they must have been           really strong!”

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coquettishcrown:

‘ You don’t mind… ? ’ Well, he’s definitely not going to decline sweets when he happens to like them so much. Out he reaches to accept one of the cookies, bringing it to his mouth only to pause before biting. ‘ – Thank you, it’s nice of you to offer it. ’

           “Of course I don’t mind! Do you think I would             ever be able to eat them all by myself? No way!             I would get way too fat if that would happen. So,             instead, I would just offer them to those I meet             on the road.”

     Well, only to the ones that actually looked kind to him, and didn’t look like      competition. Now he was only waiting for the compliment of his baking skills.

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getbittcn:

                    ❛  If I walked away I feel like somehow you would’ve                       caused a scene and made me look like a bad guy.❜ 

          “Well you caught me there, but that’s only            because it’s absolutely rude to walk away            from someone who is talking to you.”

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totalllyclover:

❛            well, I don’t know you PERSONALLY, but you must be pretty great if you’re that full of yourself, right?❜

          “Oh I indeed am pretty great, maybe even            greater than just ‘pretty great’... those who            don’t think so are simply jealous.”

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theacecoordinator:

     “It was my own…actually it was about a week ago.” He gave a slight shrug as if it wasn’t a big deal. “Well happy belated birthday then.” Though hearing Harley’s somewhat vague explanation, Drew could tell that perhaps the other coordinator hadn’t been doing something that extraordinary. “Here and there huh? Sounds very interesting.”

     He gave the other a smirk before letting out a small chuckle. “But it sounds like you had an interesting time traveling so it must be nice. Planning on sticking around in Hoenn for a while this time I presume?”

          “Your own? Oh I see, well... happy belated            birthday to you too then! What a surprise! I            didn’t think our birthdays would be so close            together! How great to know!”

     But indeed he was going to stay around in Hoenn for a while, as he didn’t have      that much money to travel much further. Not that he was out of money, but if he      wanted to travel comfortably, he would have to earn a lot more than what he      already had. He certainly wasn’t going to stay in a tent.

          “Oh I indeed had an interesting time traveling!            But yes, I do plan on sticking around here for            a while. I’m planning on training my Pokémon,            and maybe even find a new teammate. And            what about you?”

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thestolenroad:

“Huh…sounds like you really don’t have a plan for yourself.” Or at the very least that’s how Shin interpreted things based off of how broad Harley was being in his statements, that or he had something to hide. Either way it was no skin off Shin’s back as he made his plans blatantly clear. 

“Well I don’t know about you but now’s about the time when I should prepare to feed my pokemon.” Goodness knows with the pokemon who were in his roster at this current moment feeding everybody might just be a challenging effort. 

          “Of course I have plans for myself -- plenty of them!            I’ll become victorious in the next contest, just wait            and see! Meanwhile, I will train my Pokémon and            practice my routines. Is that enough plans for you?            All that I’ll do in between will remain a secret, though.”

     With a hand on his hip, he smirked at the other. He might have thought he hadn’t      had anything planned out yet (and truth to be told, he didn’t really have that much      of a plan), but he wasn’t as clueless as he looked.

          “Feed your Pokémon, eh? Well I guess I should leave            you to it then.”

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sxnryou:

“No. May never told me anything about that, though I suppose that can’t really be helped, but at least the imposter had been caught; correct?" 

The thought had been rather baffling to hear that someone attempted to imitate him, in a less than stellar fashion but did not feel too concerned. No one could replace him; not even an fake. “I hope then, as the real one, that I’ve at least met your expectations.” 

          “Well, sort of. It was one of those Team Rocket            brats, but I believe the police still hasn’t got their            hands on them. Not that it matters much, they            have been humiliated enough already.”

     Which was worse to him anyway, especially with the kind of humiliation they had      to go through. And then to think he had actually worked together with them once...      It actually was something to be ashamed of himself.

          “Oh but you have indeed met my expectations!            You look even more handsome than your            pictures show you to be!”

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pulchra-melodiam:

      » ❝I don’t mind if it would take a while, I’m still trying to perfect my routine after all. Simply name a price and I could pay it. I’ve been searching for a dress for some time now…but none of the shops hold anything I’m looking for. It wouldn’t even have to be an average dress. It can be entirely unique.❞        Aubrey looked up at him hopefully, now fully invested in his idea. He did need a new dress, and this was a perfect opportunity. «

          “I see... mmh, well I’m not sure about the price just            yet, as I need to know how much material I need            and how much it will cost. So when I’ve got a            pattern drawn and when I’m about to buy the            materials, I will let you know how much it will be.            But I see... what kind of routine do you have?”

     Of course, he already thought the other wouldn’t be a match to him at all, even      if the other would wear one of his designs. 

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oakiisms:

       “Other Pokémon?” Gary wondered allowed, now curious as to        whether there was a trend to the other’s Pokémon choice. If he        had to guess—there was some pattern to it. Hands on his hips,        he hummed nodding a few times. At the compliment, his smile        grew a little bigger. He nodded a few times. “A little bit, I mean,         not that I haven’t seen trainer like you before.       You’re  just…        different.” He shrugged, “Maybe I’ve seen you on TV.” He gave        a little chuckle.    “Don’t know if I’ve caught your name though.”

          “Yes, my other Pokémon! My Ariados, Banette,            Octillery and Wigglytuff! I must say they’re quite            as strong as my Cacturne.”

     And he took pride in each and every one of them. Of course because of how he        had trained them, but also because they were his friends, and his company while      on the road. Though, as the other mentioned he might have seen him on the TV,      he smiled. Who wouldn’t have seen him on TV? Besides being an amazing      coordinator, he was quite a nice guy to look at as well.

         “The name’s Harley, maybe it rings a bell now?           But I’ve been on TV quite a lot, so you might have           seen me. I’m quite popular, you know.”

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ferociter:

      may had her moments , but as with most of the finer things in this world,       ash only got better with age.       so he stood there, bold as brass, smirk       unwavering with his broad, dark arms bound in an iron-wrought knot. the       slack bravado bound about his person served only to exacerbate things.

          “ what, too deep for me or somethin’ harley?              ——————– i can be deep too, y’know. “

          “Can you really? That’s something you still            have to show me then.”

     He put his hands on his hips, shifting his weight to one leg as he looked at the      other -- a sassy stance, as others would call it. For him it was more of a way to      show attitude. And though he wasn’t one to use violence, there was nothing he      wanted more than to slap that smirk off of the other’s face.

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totalllyclover:

❛            oh, no. It’s ABSOLUTELY true. ❜

          “Oh but without boys, I wouldn’t be here as            well -- and I don’t think anyone would like that!”

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getbittcn:

                    ❛  Ano… I only asked what time it was         not your life story.❜ 

                                     @cacturnal. || starter call.

          “And you think that I care? You could have just            walked away and asked someone else if you            didn’t like it, you know.”

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ferociter:

          “ hm —- the sea called, they want all that salt back, cabrón. “

      time tended to twist things beyond recognition in the majority of instances,       yet here stood an old relic preserved perfectly from the point they first met.       ash couldn’t help it.     a fleeting smirk tugged his vague smile apart. some       folks were just too damned easy.

          “ still workin’ on that whole sense o’ humour thing, huh? “

          “Then it better be asking you instead.”

     A childish remark, but that was only because he couldn’t think of anything else      just yet. The smirk on his features not at all pleasing him -- actually making him      more frustrated instead. He was slowly getting on his nerves... and here he      thought May had been the worst of them.

          “Oh I’ve got a sense of humor alright, but            someone like you would never understand.”