Always trust your instinct !

ind. pokemon go rp blog for Team Instinct leader Spark. { sidebar credit }

[lostlovethrice]

anxiety etched into cold alabaster, his discomfort again rose tenfold at the order given by the trainer his opposite.  at least he was being kind, though the confusion espeon displayed in response made isaac’s heart sink.  hardly a meek creature, she’d always been his protector – never instructed to do anything other than exist, his love for her unlike anything he’d ever experienced ( unlike anything he’d likely experience ever again ).  nerves spiking at the impending approach, he tried his best to give her concise instructions.

     ‘ espeon – dodge him. ‘     you’re too special to be marked too.     ‘ spark– i don’t know what i’m doing. i know nothing. couldn’t we– i mean, it’s esther. ‘

playful esther, who happily dodged jolteon and gave him a playful flick of her tail.  gentle warrior indeed.

     ‘ she thinks it’s a game. is it a game? ‘

[trustinzapdos]

                         “It is, indeed!” Spark had never been a friend of hiding his excitement, and now, standing in front of Isaac after watching espeon dodge jolteon, he can’t help it but feel joyful. “You just dodged our attack, it’s your turn to tell espeon what to do.”

He’s waiting, eyes wide and smile big on his lips going up and down on the ball of his feet, bouncing and buzzing with energy already.

For now Spark decided not to let Jolteon use any of his strong attacks, deciding that they’d get Isaac and his pokemon to open up more if they were to just try to tackle her rather than sending god-knows-how-many-volts through her precious body. After all, the last thing Spark wanted right now was for Isaac to call him a nutjob and leave. Sure, Spark knows he isn’t exactly sane, but who is? Everyone’s got their flaws, if Spark’s flaw is to get too excited to peek someone’s interest in pokemon fights, then leave him be.

[louplibido]

                 “Do you always play these roleplay games with new team members?” Derek huffed before taking his seat as well. Perhaps Derek was just not familiar with many other organisations other than Team Rocket that he didn’t think the leader of such a team could anything like… well, like a normal friend to the other members. “Well, I like dark-types, I guess,” he continued with a shrug. It was better than the awkward silence Spark had also suggested. “And… you?”

[trustinzapdos]

       “ I’ve got no preference. At all. Like, I mean if it clicks it clicks, you know?” He shrugs, getting more comfortable as he begins to stretch. “Ya know.”, there was a break in which he yawned, even closing his eyes, arms stretched and mouth wide open before regaining his posture and meeting Derek’s gaze again. “You keep asking about the things I usually do with other team members and new members but the think is... -- I trust my instincts. I feel like there is something we need to discuss, I don’t know what it is YET, but I guess it’s not the fact that you joined this team because you secretly had a crush on me for ever, so I can cross that off the list. --- The point I’m trying to make here is that you are hiding something, and if’t not a crush, it might be something else. I don’t like secrets. Makes it hard for me to trust my team members who, by the way, I do play roleplay games with. Even MMORPs if the arena doesn’t need to be defended and the pokemon don’t need their training.”

[louplibido]

                    “Excuse me… what?” Derek did not know what the other was going at with his question. There was no real context to the question, so all that’s left for him was to assume that it was part of one of the silly things this guy usually did. After all, what else would that be? Plus the kind of silly accent Spark was trying to put off.

[trustinzapdos]

                   “You gotta say that you are here to kill me now. -- Not do it, I mean, obviously not. But that would have been fun.” He paused, head tilting back to check out what jolteon was up to before focusing back on Derek. “Nevermind. --- Oh boy, this is about to get awkward. I mean if I got quite now you will, too, and we’ll sit in silence like two idiots. So. What could we talk about? Tell me something. Anything. What’s there to know? What’s your favorite tactic? Attack or defense? Blondes or Brunettes?”

[louplibido]

                 He looked a little surprised, if not anxious about the sudden new events. But at the end eventually after Spark had offered him help with Claws, he simply answered with a simply: “sure”. He couldn’t really see anything bad that could come out of this, or at least did it not seem like it at first. “But, I… have to warn you. Don’t get frustrated when you don’t make it. Claws usually doesn’t even approach other pokémon. He’s… Well, I’m pretty much the only person he’s not scared of.”

[trustinzapdos]

                                         “Yeah, don’t worry. -- I wasn’t planning on standing here and watching. Jolteon’s probably just gonna enjoy being out of the pokeball and lay on your bed, anyway.” A soft and almost careless laugh was offered as Spark walked back to the living room area once more, taking a seat and picking his glass up. “So.”, he began, playfully leaning over as he began to mimick what he liked to believe was The Godfather’s accent. “Havee ya come here to cause troubleh or ‘ve ‘ome ‘ere to hurt mah frends?” 

[lulufrost]

Crazy beautiful 

source: cupcakesandcutlery.com

[louplibido]

                 “Four. Like I said before,” Derek said, blatantly lying at Spark’s face. He had to however. If he told him that he had six, it might end up with Spark finding out about his… past life. He had three pokéballs he could show Spark. The rest would need to stay hidden for as long as possible.

Only the mere fact that Spark asked made Derek suspicious as to how much the other knew. If Spark ever found out, he would have to flee at best to another town or city.

He pointed at the bed, from which under came immediate whining from Claws for being revealed by Derek like that. “That scaredy cat has no pokéball, though. He hates those things apparently.”

[trustinzapdos]

                            “Right. I remember.” He arches a brow, turning towards the whinning sound before gesturing at the direction of the bed. “Do you mind if I...?” Reaching down to get one of his pokeballs out of its holster, he waves the ball around a little, not waiting for permission before setting jolteon free. “Little Jolly boy over here HATED his pokeball first, too.”

His gaze was wandering; taking in the claw, the bed, the few items Derek had unpacked... Before turning around to face Derek. “Maybe he can help your little stubborn friend to settle down a bit.” - Or spy. Find something that Spark wasn’t supposed to find...

If jolteon was anything, then it was curious. other than being a pokemon, that is. Obviously.

[louplibido]

And again, Derek really didn’t know what to think of Spark. For one part of Derek, he really just wanted to roll his eyes at how someone as silly as this man became a team leader of a group called Instinct. And the other part of Derek? Well, that other part was still trying to figure out what to think of him. For once, however, he just ignored the sort-of compliment ( he assumed ).

            “Should I have? I mean… finding eggs. —- Do new team members find eggs on their first days usually quickly?” 

[trustinzapdos]

                                    “I mean. I guess? ---- People who look for eggs find ‘em. But you know, you can’t steal an egg from a nest. That’s not cool. And if you find an egg CLOSE to a nest and you assume it could have fallen out, you don’t take it along, either. ---- We collect the lost ones. Those that fell off the next and rolled away... You know? The wayward, if you want.”

He shrugs, getting up to his feet to refill his glass, drink, and refill it once more before returning with the full glass, putting it on the small couch table in the room.

“How many pokemon do you have? -- I forgot.” A lie. He wants to check if maybe there is something derek is not telling him... His INSTINCTS are warning him. Secrets. This man is surrounded by them...

[louplibido]

             “I’m fine, but thanks for the input of how terrified I must look,” he said before walking to the kitchen section. “You know, that’s quite a new way how to say ‘please’, but sure.”

All he did was take a glass out of the cupboard and filled it with water from the tab. How generous. But considering that Derek didn’t really buy any drinks and had been drinking tab water for two days straight, sharing his tab surely had to mean something. He held the glass in front of the other: “There.”

[trustinzapdos]

                  “Terrified but handsome. Being scared is not exactly that cures a pretty face.” 

Truth be told, Spark hadn’t exactly been asking for anything else than tab water and therefore had absolutely no problems once offered the glass, a small smile on his lips as he winked at his team mate, thanking him quickly before emptying the glass in one swift go. 

            “Did you already find any eggs? -- Or are you still settling in?”

[louplibido]

             “Well… come in, I guess,” Derek said as he was already looking at a Spark that was in his room. He had to say, he was quite perplexed by the sudden decision of the other to just invite himself into the room. But, well, it was rather the room that Team Instinct had provided him, so he guessed that Spark was in the right to enter… in a way.

“It’s going good? It hasn’t even been three days, so… I guess I’m getting used to this whole thing.”

[trustinzapdos]

                      “It hasn’t even been three days, Derek. So, I guess you aren’t. ---- You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Are you okay?”

His gaze wandered, taking in the room, paying attention to details before taking a seat. “Would you believe me if I said I ran here? -- I didn’t, but I’m curious if you’d believe and if it’d make you offer me a drink or something. I forgot my bag at the arena so no water bottle.”

[louplibido]

             Derek didn’t exactly know why, but something told him quite clearly that it definitely was not the fun police knocking on his door. Spark – with all his goofiness – was… well, special. Not quite the same like his former superior Giovanni for certain. He walked towards the door at the same time Claws had just managed to hide under the bed, making Derek think of how bad of a guard Claws would make.

                         He opened the door widely as he looked to the other with raised eyebrows. “Yes?”

[trustinzapdos]

                “did you know it was me when i said fun police or do you have any REALLY funny friends? ‘cause if so, I wouldn’t mind meeting them.”

He was quick to step in, not asking for permission or for Derek to fully open the door, just making himself small and stepping in. “Oh, good. -- For a moment I thought you are hiding a lady in here. Or a mister. Or both. No judgement. --- I came to look after you. See what you think about this new yellow life. How is it going. Did you win over any gyms yet? Hoped to see me again? You know the usual.”

[trustinzapdos]

@sorewolf

                 “Knock knock! The fun police!” Spark was standing in front of Derek Hale’s door, a stupid smile stretched across his features as he knocked on the door. Not that it stopped him from SAYING knock knock. He could be obnoxiously annoying; better make sure his team members knew what they had signed in on before getting in too deep.

                           “Open up, Hale. It’s not the fun police. Just the most handsome team leader in the history of everything.”

[theanimalmemes]

sexual texts on your dash?

[lostlovethrice]

     ‘ – i don’t think she likes what you’re implying about her age. she’s only two and a half. ‘

entertained by her irritated death stare towards the overexcited stranger, he couldn’t help but snap to attention upon the return to talk of a battle.  again with the unease, he knew she could sense his fluttering nerves – she always seemed to feed on his emotions, however toxic they might’ve become.  with a reassuring stroke along her spine, his eyes lifted towards spark, teeth worrying along his bottom lip.

     ‘ i don’t know if this is a good idea… she’s not–… ‘

normal. it was on the tip of his tongue, a word ready to be spoken.  but the way she looked at him in that moment – the calmness of her demeanour – the word didn’t seem quite right.  she’d grown up.  she didn’t even have a limp anymore.  though a tuft of fur was still absent along the back of her ear, a reminder of where she’d come from; her roots.

maybe he was the one holding her back this entire time.  maybe he was a burden to her too.

     ‘ do you want to? ‘

quietly exhaled, the question was directed towards the most important entity in the vicinity, anxiety bleeding into his expression without consent.  how easy it would be, to cut and run.

instead, he’s met with a purr, her curiosity besting his nerves as she wandered closer to the jolteon.  trust her to be his courage.  she always had been in the past.  could he have expected this to go any other way? 

     ‘ – okay. just… go easy on her. she’s… i mean, when i found her, she wasn’t exactly healthy. ‘

[trustinzapdos]

                       “Trust me. -- All three of you.”, he turned to face the pokemon, a playfull wink at both of the former eevee’s in front of him before he took a couple of steps away, making sure their dearest had enough room for their playfull battle.

“She looks PERFECT to me, Isaac. Don’t worry. Look at her. -- I mean you know her better than I do but she looks pretty excited to me, doesn’t she?” Sure, he’d love to hear the story, but he has no doubt that sharing a sad story before a battle might compromise a pokemon that gets its strength from its trainer.

                 “Isaac. ---- Don’t forget, you gotta TELL her what to do. Jolteon.” He turned towards his pokemon. “Tackle. -- But take care of our beautiful friend, will ya? She’s new to this.” He likes to think his pokemon not only understand him but understand the SITUATION as well, or why else would Jolteon be moving so slowly? Jolteon whose NEVER shown any weakness before taking it slow as he moved towards his opponent.

[supagirl]

Justin Hartley in This is Us 1.03 Kyle

[lostlovethrice]

     ‘ she isn’t new. ‘

– far from it.  to hell and back, they’d been together.  and the idea of subjecting her to something they’re both unfamiliar with ( or perhaps – too familiar with ) made his skin crawl.  nevertheless, a pang of guilt caused unease – he’s always been aware of her disdain towards the dreaded pokeball.  but it was a means to an end.  a way to hide her away from the tragedy marring his bones.  nothing more.

     ‘ – and she’s soft. i don’t know if she’d like it… ‘

regardless, he released her, the soft purr exhaled uniquely espeon.  even the sight of her caused a flood of warmth to a hollow pyre, the teenager amused by her bored head tilt.

     ‘ we just spend time together, i guess. ‘

it sounded lame when spoken aloud.  but truthfully, she was his only friend.

[trustinzapdos]

                                                         “Holy... ----Shit.”

He’s never SEEN an espeon before, as tragic and pathetic as that might have sounded, but these were RARE. More than that. You couldn’t just go out and CATCH an espeon, couldn’t make eevee evolve into it with force. Love. It was the KEY and it wasn’t even just that. No. Everyone (or at least most of the people) loved their pokemon; Isaac clearly was... worthy.

The idea of a fight was forgotten upon the sight of the rare pokemon, Spark getting his pokedex out to check it’s stats. ---- It was clear that this beautiful creature had never been in a battle before, a shame, really. Spark had no doubt espeon would kick HIS ass to the sun and back if Isaac would know HOW to make her.

Turning his pokedex around to show Isaac the attacks espeon could do, he explained: “See. -- Having her fight against other pokemon will level her stats up. She’s gonna be strong. She’s not young anymore but I’m afraid a wild eevee might already be capable of beating her. Look, these are defense attacks here. Espeon is GOOD at predicting. -- Ya knew this beauty can read her opponent’s MIND? When she gets attacked by a fire or water pokemon, whatever happens to her, happens to her opponent, too. It’s C R A Z Y, really. Espeon is...”, he looks up to look at the other male, smiling stupidly at him. 

                         “She’s A W E S O M E. But she won’t attack without YOU telling her to. So that’s what you gotta be careful about. ---- Look, both pokemon are out but they aren’t fighting. -- It actually looks like my boy is checking this beautiful lady out, please. Keep it in your pants, Jolly.” He laughed, still holding his pokedex out, thinking isaac might NEED it.

                       “We’re gonna give it a shot, okay? I promise I’ll pay for the bill when she gets hurt and I’m totally gonna give her a snack that’s gonna make her S O happy afterwards. No drugs, though. Fruit based. Ya ready?”

[lostlovethrice]

     ‘ huh. i’ve read about that. that people actually… wow. i can’t imagine… i mean, they’re so small. ‘     hand brushing along the red and white object confined within his pocket, he’s overwhelmed by the suddenness of an overprotective streak.     ‘ – so you’re in charge of a big team. that sounds like a lot of responsibility. ‘

[trustinzapdos]

                “Oh, no! It’s not like that! -- Look.” Spark immediately reached into his pocket to free a Jolteon, his finger running through its spikey fur. “Using them in fights doesn’t hurt them. Pokemon trust their trainers and enjoy fighting and getting stronger. -- This little gem here? Should have seen her when she hatched.” The thought that Tall and Pretty might think of him as a monster, torturing his pokemons just in order to be a ‘team leader’ was something that did not and certainly would not sit well with him.

                           “They are my family. ---- But you just caught one. If you don’t use ‘em, what do YOU do with them? ‘cause, you know, being stuck in that pokeball hurts them more than getting a few scratches on the battle field does on the long run. Come on. Set it free, we’ll battle. I promise Jolteon won’t be too hard on your new friend.” The pokemon by spark’s side made a sound of amusement and even yelped, earning herself a small treat that Spark A L W A Y S kept in his pockets. After all, you never know when you want to get one of your pokemon out to walk with them, right?

[lostlovethrice]

     ‘ – so, are you gonna tell me what the hell team instinct is now that we’ve established… whatever we just learned? ‘

[trustinzapdos]

                   “Ya know, every place has it’s own GYMs and Arenas, right? I mean you have to know THAT unless you’ve been living under a rock. Here, we’ve got three big teams and Arenas. Team Mystic, Team Valor and last but not least, Team Instinct. That’s literally all there is you need to know.”