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[shxdowing]

❝ take me down to the river bend ❞

@dropadraco

What a great day to spend alone enjoying the quiet of nature. There was such a nice, beautiful stretch of woods far enough from civilization Az could find a great tree and hide away in peace. This was prime time for his pokemon to go about their business for a while, spend time with the locals. With soft light filtering through the canopy above one could almost believe there was nothing else to the world.

Except that dragon asshole who showed up only thirty minutes later. 

The blonde glared at the other, holding Thatcher close to his chest as they peered down below. His careful perch was supposed to be tucked far enough away not to draw attention. Yet here the red headed menace was.

“Please leave a message at the beep and I am sure someone else will return it as soon as possible. When you have finished recording feel free to leave my presence and find a more personable human. Thanks and have a great day.” Thatcher, Arceus bless the shroomish, made a small noise as if to mimic a beep.

[rocketleader-blog1]

回

回: My muse’s reaction to your muse patching a wound.

Giovanni isn’t caught in the line of fire very often. Not anymore, certainly not since he’s been playing the good boy and keeping a low profile. But there are exceptions to every rule.

A particularly nasty gash in his arm -- some damned uppity trainer sending their Pokemon after him rather than his Nidoqueen. Is that what kids were taught to do these days? It had been irritating, but Giovanni isn’t a man to cross. The kid ran away quickly enough -- mostly unharmed.

But what he hadn’t expected was any help with the clean-up; he was used to tending to his own injuries, found it manageable enough. But Draze, happening by, seemed to have refused him the chance. Insisted on lending a hand, and didn’t seem to want to mind his own business in the matter.

Although, Giovanni found he didn’t much mind the assistance. The redhead wasn’t bad with gauze and disinfectant, and didn’t seem to care that, perhaps, a man like him deserved a bit of karma like a gash on his arm. An interesting change of pace from someone he knew very little of.

Maybe he ought to change that.

“You’re a trainer, right?” Giovanni comments, eyeing the younger male with a trace of a glint in his eye, a small smile on his lips. “Have you ever thought of putting it toward something...?”

[rocketleader-blog1]

❧

Send me ❧ for a text that was about my muse, but was meant to be for someone else.

[text] He looks exactly like his father. You wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference, either.

[text] It seems I had the wrong number. If it’s any consolation, I’m certain you’d be an ever better operative than he was, hm?

[toutous]

Dragon’s Dance || Touko & Draze

@dropadraco

Touko would be the first one to admit that sometimes - only sometimes - she didn’t make the best decisions. One example would be two years ago when she decided to travel to Snowpoint City, Sinnoh during a blizzard ... with nothing but a pair of sweatpants and a worn jersey to keep warm. In her defense, the weatherman had assured his viewers that the icy roads leading into the city would be clear and sunny; so it wasn’t technically her fault that she was found unprepared at the sudden - and yes, it was sudden - appearance of aforementioned blizzard.

But that wasn’t the point. The point was, the brunette’s judgement sometimes wasn’t the most trustworthy. She had traveled to Jubilife City at the invitation of Professor Juniper to participate in a conference on Pokemon Training. Having nothing better to do and admittedly somewhat curious, she decided to attend the function. It was shortly after arriving into the city did Touko’s bad decision making come into play.

Outside the hotel she had decided on staying at, the young woman overheard a group of trainers talking about the pro’s and con’s of Dragon-type Pokemon. Having a bit of time to spare, Touko casually ambled over to the group to better listen in on the debate. It seemed they were in the city for the conference, if the ongoing conversation was anything to go by; and by the time she realized what exactly she was doing, Touko had already jumped right into the discussion.

“Hydra was the most challenging Pokemon I’ve ever trained,” she admitted in response to a question one of the trainers asked about raising dragon-types, “to be honest, I still struggle with him.” It was after that did things seem to go downhill for the brunette. After admitting to having a dragon on hand, the trainers - who seemed very eager to see the Hydreigon for themselves - pushed for her to release him.

“I don’t know, Hydra isn’t really -” 

“Oh, c’mon!” Melinda, a fellow Unovian trainer, quickly interjected, “It’ll be fine! I’m sure you’re just over thinking it. What’s the worst that could happen? He’d bite our heads off?”

The others laughed at that as Touko forced a smile despite her unease. ‘Yes actually,’ with a sigh she reached into her bag for Hydra’s capsule, ‘that’s exactly what I’m afraid of.’ Relenting reluctantly, she clicked the button on the Pokeball and watched as Hydra appeared in a flash of light. The others began chattering excitedly when they caught sight of him, not noticing the look Touko shot at the dragon - nor the one he sent his trainer in return. 

[qtpiecaps]

Hello! A question, will you be continuing to cap Assassination Classroom season 2, as the series is now over?

The capper for the show is now on a summer hiatus, so it won’t be worked on unless one of us get permission from her to pick it up or until she starts it back up again herself

[wind-up-bunny]

We droppin Draco's out here! #selfie #dropadraco #pokemon #pokaimmd #hashtag

[sutoritofirudo-blog]

“Are you okay in there? You’ve been so quiet.”

Well, this was a fine situation she had found herself in.

Draze had come over to hang out and things had just gone downhill from there. People had seen the two of them together and started whispering, wondering what the two Elite Four Members were doing together, what their relationship was and everything like that.

Someone had come over and asked what their relationship was and she’d had enough. She yelled that they were just friends and ran off, locking herself in a room nearby, siting against the door and started crying. She couldn’t handle all that, it was too much, why did people think that things were like that?!

She could hear Draze from the other side of the door once she had calmed down. He was just worried for her, right?

“I-I’m fine…I just…couldn’t handle what happened out there and…had to get away from all that…”

[petitciel-blog]

“Calm down. It’s okay. No one was hurt.”

Even with an extensive amount of knowledge regarding these types of scenarios underneath her belt as a result of her dedicated schooling, it was times like these that made the smaller trainer realized just how much weaker she was than she actually believed herself to be. She’d had years of battle practice and spent many sleepless nights studying in order to pass tests that had much more dangerous framework than what she’d just encountered, but it seemed that everything she had learned flew right out the window.

Aurelie stood behind the taller, red-headed male in the midst of some bodies strewn around them in the heart of the forest. The emblems that were on their designated uniforms torn as they wheezily breathed, gasping for air after their relentless beating. It was no doubt that they were Team Rocket members – she’d recognized their symbol when she’d first mistakenly stumbled upon them this afternoon – but she never imagined they would of tried to engage her even when she had no intentions of battling them.

“ A-Are you sure .. ? “ she asked timidly when the other broke the silence, his tone calm and even despite how chaotic the scene before them was. She’d never been so thankful that a random stranger had emerged from the depths of the woodland – his quick thinking easily saving her and her companions from what could of been something disastrous.

She slowly opened her eyes, reddish hues peeking over the other as she watched the disarray with an anxious look, “ Y-You just .. left them unconscious .. ? “.