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The Perpetual Optimist
Alexei Stratos
Rustboro City - Pokémon Trainer School
Affected RPers: N/A
A lone girl slunk around the shadows of a park, which lay behind the building which was once known as the Pokémon Trainer’s School. She had to scoff at the very idea; it wasn’t possible to learn to be a trainer from anything but experience, and anybody stupid enough to try otherwise was better off dead.
Still, a building meant supplies, and supplies were good in Alex’s opinion.
The young girl was over to the back window of the building before anybody - at least if there were anybody to witness it - could have noticed a thing. Not caring about the status of the building (and never really caring about stealth), the girl was quick to shatter the top of the window with a rock. It was simple, then, to unlock it and crawl in, for her small frame was good for something.
With a brisk flick of her wrist she activated her Pokéball, and Killer stood by her side. The hellhound looked around the room eagerly, for he took his name quite seriously, and whined when he saw they were alone.
“I know, boy,” Alex said, patting the dog on the head. “Trust me, I want to kill somebody just as much as you do, but there’s still nobody around. Plus, even if there was, we can’t kill everybody. You know that.”
The Pokémon seemed to be mollified by that statement and, understanding his second purpose, let a small fire lick at his maw, lighting up the room. Alex smiled at her companion, and the two immediately began to comb the building for usable goods, praying that they hadn’t been beaten there by anybody else.
Last edited by Sieses; 08-04-2013 at 12:25 PM.
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