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Post by seiko on Jun 4, 2009 17:50:51 GMT -5
Seiko almost grinned at Achillies comment that sometimes he couldn’t tell the difference, but since he didn’t want to show that to him, and the fact that it would be really hard to show any sort of good smile in his condition. Still, he had to admit that Achillies probably had a point in saying that. It was rather sad that even after knowing her for only a few moments, he could already picture her screaming like a scared child at the sight of a jigglypuff. She’d probably claim it wanted to make her fall asleep so it could eat her.
Seiko nodded at her idea, and said “Well, if you can, that’d be not much of a problem. Still, are you sure? I don’t want to trouble you too badly.” He smiled slightly as he said this. He did appreciate it, but he didn’t want her to overtax herself. Last thing he’d like is for them to remember him being nothing but a nuisance, though at the rate things were going now, he’d likely be one. Stupid seizures, he hated them! They made living normally impossible.
Alexandria nodded, and said “I bet he was absolutely horrible at eating too. He always tries to get away with it while I’m not there.” She shook his head. He liked to rebel in any way shape or form, and normally that involved doing things she hated. Like being ill mannered, because if there was one thing her cohorts would be, they would be mannered. It was only fair to Seiko that they reflect well on him.
After her reaction to the noise, she heard Chivalri, and nodded. Maybe she should. They might need help, though she wasn’t sure how she’d give it. Following the bird down the flight of stairs or at least halfway until she dropped off the side, she arrived a few moments after Chivalri, seeing the washer turned off, then that failing to do anything. Meanwhile, she was staring at the water, eyeing it with a look of fear. Water? Water?!? Still, summing up her courage, she walked in, seeing the mess, and the failed attempt to turn it off. Unplugging was a bad idea, who knew what might happen, but surely they had to do something,
That’s when she got the idea of closing the door. It might not do a lot, but it would at least buy them some time. So, shouldering towards the washer, moving though the sludge, she did the first thing that came to her mind, which was quite frankly, to tackle the lid down, and to hold it in place. Which wasn’t the best idea, but it did have the desired effect of stopping the water from flooding the room, at least, for a little while. “Okay, now how do we turn this off?!?” She said, knowing the water would soon overflow.
Seiko sighed as he laid up there, forlorn and out of the loop. Now what was he going to do? Stuck in this room, with nothing to do but stare at the ceiling longingly. Musing on things, he decided the best thing to do right now was talk to himself. It was something he was rather used to, considering the long amount of time he was locked up by himself. “You know, more hospitals need ceiling TV’s. They could use them. I mean, there have to be more patients like me who can’t look in other directions, and the ceilings are boorrrinnngg!” He said, noting that this ceiling was no different.
While this was all going on, Anthony was busy forgetting to be hidden, and was starting to wonder what all the noise was. What could they be doing in there? Were they having fun? No fair! It would be just like Alexandria to leave him out here while she had all the fun! How dare she?!? Going stir crazy was something that took very little time for the Growlithe, so what he decided to do was approach the barn door, staying hidden until he got to the edge, peeking in to see what was going on. What was all the noise? Then he saw the soapy water. What the heck were they doing?!?
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Post by A-ub--re on Jun 4, 2009 23:01:40 GMT -5
Aubre mumbled something resemble: "No trouble, yeh I am sure." Twisting away from the door, and trailing her fingers over the impromptu stair rail. The girl's hand leaped over a stray shard of wood, and dodged around a nail jutting from deep within the rail. When one took a close look at the barn it was rather obvious that this had not always been here. The other wood was green and dark, while this "railing" was bright, un-lacquered maple. The barn was perfectly constructed, while the railing was crooked in quite a few places. Where the rail separating the top floor from the bottom, met the rail running up the stairs, they were merged with a single nail. " . .we don't get many channels though . ." Aubre quietly added, truly at a loss for what to say next. The silence from the room across the hall unnerved her.
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The Swellow stared at the Combusken, and ruffled her wings, before mumbling: " Anthony was just a little messy . . . no need to scold." The soup had already dried, and the crumbs had been preened away. Besides, Anthony had done nothing cruel--just showed a little excitement as he ate. It was n ot as if it hurt anyone, unless crumbs flew into someone's eye, causing a car accident or crash. But, what were the chances of that?
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Aubre and Chivalri , briefly turned from their fierce battle to acknowledge Alexandria. The feeling of moisture, and foam rushed over their fingers, and they turned their attention back to the washer. The swellow's beak joined her claws on the dial of the little washer, her wings flapping rapidly as she attempted to retain her balance. The rusty old dial creaked an inch to the right--toward the red text reading "OFF". The bright colored creature stalked across the room with a series of splashes, jamming herself against the washer. "Turn the dial . ." Aubre assisted Alexandria, by jamming her knee against the door to the washer, and began to turn the dial as well. The old thing let out a creak, and turned--before a fountain of water erupted into Aubre's face. Blinking rapidly, the girl's palm let go of the little knob, before attempting to remove the foam from her face.
With a final protest, the button landed on the odd switch, but oddly enough . .continued going.
Aubre merely stared at the gurgling beast--before turning with confusion to Chivalri and Alexandria. "What . .now . . .?" Maybe they could set up a little shelf to set the cord on once they unplugged the washer? A little tower of soap now rose from the opening of the washer, water flowing from beneath it as it grew. A puddle now lay at Aubre's feet, her old trainers allowing it to wash over into her slightly grungy socks.
The girl's brand new pair of shoes were in the washer..as was her--oh shit.
"My-y Hoo-d-y!" Aubre squealed, picking at the uncomfortable one now clinging to her body. NO! Not her hoody!
Now she was not only going to drown in soap bubbles, and get attacked by a washer--but her favorite clothing article might be nothing more then a pile of rags!
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The washer now began to shake--loud bangs joining the squelches.
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Post by seiko on Jun 12, 2009 18:04:37 GMT -5
The washer now began to shake--loud bangs joining the squelches.
Seiko sighed as he faintly heard some sort of mumbling, and shook his head. Or would have, if he could more it more than a few inches ether way. He felt so helpless, but it came with what he had to do. Then a problem came to his attention. Where the heck had his hat gone? It most definitely was not on his head, that was for sure, otherwise it’d be on his face. So where was it? This was definitely something of concern for the young man. His hat had to be the best feature about him! Besides, he didn’t want to have to buy another hat. Not after last time.
While Seiko was dealing with his hat woes, Alexandria was listening to Chivalri say he was just a slight mess. “Of course. He couldn’t act nicely just once. Hmm.” She said, used to it by now. He tended to be unruly, and there was about no way to stop him once he got an idea into his head. Best thing you could do in fact was to just take cover, and wait for whatever consequences to come. “Stiill, I wish he would just listen to things. Just once.” He always managed to make far more trouble than she thought possible.
Anthony saw the bubbles that were pouring out from the door, and immediately thought they were having a bubble fight. No fair! Well, fine, if they didn’t want him to join in, he’d go and do something else! Maybe he’d raid the pantry. Mmmh, he could do with some more food. Sure, the soup was delicious, but one never had too much food. Or maybe he’d visit Seiko. Where was Seiko? Then hearing the noise of him talking to himself, he scampered up the stairs, jumping up on Seiko and saying ”Hey! You know, their having a bubble fight downstairs? The nerve of them!”
Seiko turned wide eyed as Anthony entered his room, then sat next to him, informing him in quite the offended tone that they were having a bubble fight downstairs. “I’m not exactly sure that’s what their doing down there, Anthony.” Seiko stated.
” It is too! I saw the bubbles and everything!” Anthony said, nodding profusely.
“Well, I’m pretty sure Aubre would never think of having a bubble fight. Maybe the washer’s on the fritz?” Seiko responded, which Anthony thought about for a moment. “Well, since I don’t hear any screaming, he must not have been seen.” Seiko then stated “Hey! Get under the bed now though! I’m serious!”
Anthony looked at him, shrugged, and got under the bed, stating “Okay. Its kinda cozy under here really! Too dusty though.” Anthony continued on, much to Seiko’s unhappiness, though he did learn in quite detail just how dusty it was under there, and that it was actually somewhat spacey under there. Oh joy.
Alexandria meanwhile, was getting a face full of water. It hurt. Still, she had to hold it down, or it would spew over everyone, not just her. The pair had managed to turn it off, but the amount of good that had ended up doing was almost zero. There had to be something to do. Then she screamed about her hoody. Oh no. That wasn’t good. Immediately changing plans, she said “Stand clear!” and then opened the top, water spilling out as the machine banged and whirred. Thing looked like a bad horror story monster. Still, stuffing one of her clawed hands into the spewing machine, she pulled out whatever she found, while her other claw covered her face. Might as well try and salvage something.
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Post by A-ub--re on Jun 14, 2009 23:41:48 GMT -5
The Swellow quickly shook her head; she was not at all eager to get Sir Anthony in trouble. A humorous tone was obvious as she spoke: " No--no Miss Alexandria, he was perfectly civil. Just a little eager to eat is all." It was true after all. The little hound had dotted his 'i's and given his thank you’s. All he had done was sprinkle a few crumbs, no need to be scolded for that. Unconsciously, the bird brushed another speck of food from her white breast with a splayed wing. The perfectly aligned feathers across her chest now jutted about in random arrays, and bending her neck toward her breast the knight like bird straightened them. " Noo--no..he was no trouble." The Swellow murmured with a mouthful of feathers.
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The Pokemon around the couch barely registered the little orange bolt as it flew up the stairs. The creak of the rotten wood was disguised by the monstrous noises coming from the laundry room. The Persian's big eyes however, caught a glimpse of fluff as Anthony's tail disappeared into the bedroom. The hair around his neck pricked up--please do not let that be anything that barks! The cat prayed to himself.
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The Swellow jumped from the top of the washer-- as the top was roughly pulled up. Delightfully scented soap jetted from the open appliance, covering the room in a soapy blanket. Dripping articles of clothing flew about the room, as Alexandria got to work. Aubre was soon beside her--throwing socks, and ribbons about the room. With a very out of character whoop--the girl pulled the tattered hoody from the washer.
It was at that moment, that the Swellow poked her head out from behind the washer-- a plug dangling from her dainty beak. The wire was kept away from the growing puddle on the floor, by the birds beating wings. " I gerd it." With a final sigh, the washer turned off--water splashing gently onto the floor.
Aubre blinked a few times--before turning from her t o the other two Pokemon. All of them were covered in soap, water darkening their clothes and feathers. Aubre had a crest of soap atop her skull, which slowly fell into her eyes.
Wiping the soap away, she murmured a polite: "Thank you." Before crushing the soaked hoody to her chest.
"Time to put the clothes in the dryer." The Swellow chirped up, before the bird turned toward the washer. The thing was now dry except for some water littered about the rim--and the giant water puddle around the base.
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The girl turned toward the perfectly innocent drier, before she began to laugh. " Uh . .no .. " She muttered in between chuckles.
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Deep within a shadowed room, a pair of orange eyes glowed with hurt. The loud noises of the chaos below tugged at him0--but . .he really did not feel like helping right now.
Just as his eyes dipped into sleep, a pungent smell assaulted his nostrils. The slits widened, as he turned toward the doorway. Murmured voices soon followed. If the bird was gone . . .and Aubre. WHo the hell was that boy talking to?
Unless . .?
A growl echoed in the room ,as Achilles rose to his feet. Little lying brat.
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Post by seiko on Jul 7, 2009 13:56:12 GMT -5
Alexandria was not so sure he was honestly no trouble, but she figured she couldn't really know unless he told her. But he wouldn't, so that meant no one would ever know. Save those two, but they weren't going to see Chivalri again for a while at best, and Anthony wouldn't tell. So, she'd just let the think drop, she'd have to eventually. Besides, she'd just give him the benefit of the doubt. He deserved it every now and then.
As the fiercesome battle waged on between the trio and their errant appliance, the walls were showing the scars of the battle. Soap was covering the room, and as she fished out clothing as fast as she could, Aubre helped, flinging whatever was around out of the machine from hell, because even if it was soapy, it was better than shredded, which it could likely be if it was in there much longer. Then Chivalri appeared, cord perched in her mouth as she hovered above the appliance, and Alexandria cheered as the machine shut down "Finally! Its done!" She said, as the machine sighed to its close, the beast shut down, at least for now. "I have to say, you need a new washer."
Watching Chivalri say they needed to put the stuff in the dryer, and Aubre's insuing reaction, she couldn't help but chuckle, and say "I have to agree with her for now." The appliance beast had been stopped before, and he was in no hurry to bring about another beast for them to best. Better to leave the thing alone, than ire yet another machine into rebellion. Shaking her head, and then the rest of her, to rid her body of soap, she said "We still probably should soak those clothes, or the soap will sink in and ruin them anyway. Your sink clean?" She was always the cleaner, since Seiko oftentimes needed a maid. Besides, thats what she'd been trained to do from a Torchic, which wasn't the easiest thing to do in the world, especially after he started to grow!
Anthony had not known what his presence would do, of course, but he got a distinct vibe from Seiko he shouldn't have been there. As he went under the dusty bed, constantly commenting on the dust level, and the fact it wasn't actually too bad under here, he wondered why he wasn't welcome. It wasn't like he was doing anything bad was it? He hadn't yet raided their pantry, mainly because he had no idea where it was, and that was the only bad think he could think he might have done. Heck, he hadn't even gotten inside the house until now! So why was everyone unhappy to see him? He was really cute!
Seiko grumbled as Anthony continued to talk, and said "Hey. Your not supposed to be here! I can't say leave, since whatever's going on seems to have stopped, but you better not make a noise under there! A single one! I'm serious." Besides, if Achillies heard him, well he was toast. Sure, he could say there was no honest way he'd even be able to bring him in, let alone force him into coming, but Achillies didn't not always seem the reasonable type. He just hoped he wasn't going to get electrocuted, as he was worried last time. Electric rats were one thing, but electric kangaroo's were another!
Anthony brushed away the dust, sneezing while he did so, then laid down, wondering why he was being so stern. Sure he'd snuck in, but how much harm could he do? "Fine. But I'm not sure why this is such a big deal!" Wasn't like he was stealing.
Seiko however, had heard a noise, from the area Achillies had left too, and winced. Oh god, he was up. Stupid kangaroo probably was going to yell at him, shake him around. Oh well, he was used to people treating him like that. You had to deal with it when you were often helpless for long periods of time.
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Post by A-ub--re on Jul 7, 2009 22:57:48 GMT -5
The dragon strode to the door of his room, ivory claws clenched into fists at his side. Wrapping the doorknob in a crushing grip, Achilles paused. The feather's atop his horn like ears swiveled like twin satellites, noise quickly funneling into them. Up until a few seconds ago, Achilles had began to calm down--maybe the kid wasn't a little snot. Maybe he was just talking to himself? But, the kid didn't have the skill to do different voices. With a growl, Achilles twisted the piece of metal in his grasp, before strolling into the hallway. The noises down below served to disguise his slow progress across the hallway.
Pausing at the landing of the staircase, Achilles turned toward the living room--observing those below with a sneer. How the hell did that little beast get inside! Nostrils flared, Achilles whirled away from the staircase, before marching back toward Aubre's room. Peering into the bedroom, the dragon scowled at the boy on the bed, lips pulled back exposing his serrated fangs. " Where. Is. He? " The dragon's eyes were narrowed to pumpkin-colored slits, a growl rumbling deep in his chest. It was obvious he wasn't playing games; no more smart-alecky comments. " Shut up. I heard you two gossips chatting , no excuses. Hand him over, before I toss you--the bed--and the mutt out the window." Sick or not this little brat was in for it, he could have kicked the Growlithe out--but instead he let him stroll in like he owned the place.
The growl grew in volume, and Achilles took in a deep shuddering breath. Nostrils widened further-- as the dragon's yes trailed to the lower part of the room.
Bastard. That little mutt would be fed his own tail! Once Achilles got a hold of him---gr.
Anger flew from the jealous dragon in waves. It was obvious he was not in a good mood. Then again . . would hurting the dog make Aubre mad? " Look. Brat. I will just throw him back out. Maybe ,..."
Achilles patience was wearing thin, really thin. In fact it was already breaking, just looking at the sick boy. Close to shattering really--shattered actually. ---
The Swellow wrapped the worn cord around the washer's dial. Hopping down from the shelf, the bird sent water splattering across the tiled floor, flapping her wings--the bird (after sending soap flying across the room) took to the air, landing on her trainer's shoulders.
Aubre's face was now a nice shade of mauve, her hood drooping about her face, her hands jammed deep into her front pockets. "Thank you for the help-- and .. we do . .but err . ." A feathery face was now jammed into her cheek, a gentle beak playing with her hair. " I kno-w. Thank you .. again." It was obvious Aubre was embarrassed about something. The girl's chuckles had came to an abrupt stop.
At Alexandria's advice, Aubre nodded. "yes. Our sink is clean--" Clutching the soap sodden hoody to her chest, along with a few pairs of socks, the girl headed toward the back of the barn--where a large silver basin sat.
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Chivalri, grabbed a single t-shirt, before heading in the same direction. "Thank you lady Alexandria. It's a pleasure to have your help--why not take Seiko that TV -set? We'll handle this. " Pausing, the bird waved fondly. "If you get bored, I am sure Sir Arbor will let you sit next to him, though it might be a little cramped."
Rust colored water began to siphon down the drain, its temperature was almost sub-zero. Much like Achilles current gaze.
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Post by seiko on Jul 24, 2009 18:14:39 GMT -5
Well, he was pretty sure Achillies was going to do something violent, he wasn't too scared. For two reasons. He couldn't move, so what point was there in being scared, and two, he was a boy with a serious nervous disorder, who'd nearly died several times already. One more time wouldn't hurt him that much. So, as he threatened to throw him and his mutt outside, unless he handed him over, he rolled his eyes, and said "Because it's been my plan all along to get him to sneak in. And could I really stop him? But whatever, believe what you want." He wasn't rational, he was sure about that, so debating things with him was pointless.
Besides, he wouldn't risk him hurting his pokemon. Never again.
Anthony meanwhile, was up against the headboard, shivering slightly as he realized just why Seiko was mad at him for coming in. This wasn't good, Seiko could be in trouble! Maybe he should just turn himself in. Surely he wouldn't really throw him out a window? Then, he got an idea. What, if he got in his Pokeball! He always kept them on his belt, even if he didn't use them, and if he was quick enough, it could work right? He settled upon that plan. Tensing up, he ran out of the covers, and jumped on the bed, tapping a pokeball, and having the red light engulf him. Soon, he was safely tucked into his pokeball, even if he wasn't the most happy pokemon in the world. He didn't like being in here, it was boring. You didn't do anything.
Seiko just watched it unfold, bemused by the sudden action of his pokemon. So, it had managed to get into its ball eh? Well, that solved one of two problems. Aubre wouldn't freak out, hopefully, and now he just had to make sure he wasn't going to be eviscerated by a angry electric kangaroo dragon. Which to him, might as well have been moving a mountain, since he couldn't stop him. And since words were his only way to diffuse the situation, he figured he indeed had no chance. Oh well, he'd only likely be tossed around for a bit before the electric kangaroo had its fill, and left. Hopefully. Where was Alexandria anyway? Surely she should have been back by now. Didn't make any sense for her to still be gone.
Alexandria realized that her statement probably wasn't the best one to make, due to the fact that they probably had a low cash flow, like Seiko, and she didn't need to bring up their monetary woes. Still, what has been said could no longer be unsaid, and there was no point in lingering on the fact. She did however, have a clean sink, and she took the clothing with her, to what appeared to be a basin. Alexandria wanted to help, but Chivalri reminded her Seiko was still waiting for the TV, and said she should carry it up to him, also offering to let her come down here. Which was nice, but she had to stay up and watch Seiko, lest he get himself into trouble. Again.
Carrying it up the stairs was harder than she thought, but she was a strong bird, and used to carrying someone a lot heavier than a tv set. She was near the top of the stairs when she saw Achillies, and saw he was also in a foul mood. Still, she was in no mood to hold this longer than necessary, so, walking in as if there was no tension in the room, she set the tv down on a cabinet that was sturdy enough to hold it, and in front of Seiko's bed. Moving it around slightly, she then turned, and looked at the pair, asking them "Okay, so what io going on here?" A rather odd thing to say, due to the fact she was dealing with a raging dragon, but hey, she was used to such things. Seiko attracted a lot of hate. For whatever reason that may be.
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Post by A-ub--re on Jul 25, 2009 0:38:38 GMT -5
Achilles hands twitched at his side--claws dug furrows in his banana colored scales. Sparks leapt from his narrowed nostrils, the feathers atop his head buzzed, sparks weaving between them at blinding speeds. Seiko's words were met with a raised lip--needle sharp teeth glinted in the dying light. An orange tongue snaked out from a gap in his front teeth. For a moment he seemed to contemplate, before he let out a snarl, and clasped a muscular fist around the nearest bed knob. Large muscles in his arms twitched--it was obvious he was restraining himself. " Nothing to do with you Duck. It's the mutt I am mad at. So you can take the crippled excuse and shove it. Seeing as your sassy ass mouth works just fine." How could AUbre offer shelter to this asshole? Achilles could practically smell the smart-aleckyness. It burnt his nostrils. if Mouse ever met a guy--which he doubted very much--they weren't going to be crippled, nor would they be a smart mouth. Same went for friends.
"Little orange rat!" Achilles snarled, as the Growlithe leapt onto the freshly laundered sheets. Little pawprints wrinkled the white fabric, orange and black flew by in a stream, a thick bushy tail tickled his skin. The constant snarl changed itno a roar, and the dragon jerked forward, deadly claws raked the air just behind Anthony. With a sound like two railroad spikes smashing together--the dragon's two hands crashed into one another. Claws jabbed at open yellow flesh, blood dripped onto the bed sheets. The red flash drew a growl from the pained Achilles-- who only stared futiley as the Growlithe disappeared into the little orb. delirious--and ashamed beyond logic, the Statodyle whipped his head about and fixed Seiko with a steely glare.
Evil, naughty voices whispered in the dragon's head. Do it. Tear a limb off. Look at him--in HER bed, dirtying them. He'll put her in danger when he leaves. Rip out his eyes. He can't stop you. Do it. Bah--like he listened to creepy voices in his head. The little brat was not that bad. Nasty things like that were saved for that bastard Leo. Maybe the anger management classes with vermi--stupid shame they were--might be helping. Then again, he did nothing that the Butterfree had said--imagine rainbows his ass.
Reaching a skeletal hand over the sheets, Achilles fished around for Anthony's pokeball. Giving up, he drug Seiko into a sitting position. "Give that damn thing over--I don know which one it is. If you hurry I might not stomp it to little pieces." Pausing he rolled his eyes. "Which of the damn things is it?"
It was at that point--when Achilles looked like a mob member shaking down a client-- that Alexandria walked in with the television. In a gruff voice, Achilles answered Alexandria--cutting off whatever supply Seiko had been forming. " Oh. He let that little mutt in--and I want to take it away before it causes....problems.."
A blur of blue then slammed into the dragon's broad back, a beak hammering down at the back of his head. "DO NOT HURT SIR SEIKO--YOU VILLAIN!" The Statodyle was forced to drop the boy to the bed, to bat at the pest buzzing around his head.
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The noises drew even Aubre's attention. Leaving the hoody where it laid, the girl trotted up the staircase, before rushing into the room. narrowly avoiding Chivalri's slashing claws. "ST--STOP IT!"
The drama was killing her brain. If it continued, she would go sleep outside, and let the boys duke it out without her to witness it. No police reports would be required.
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Achilles snorted and turned toward his trainer--slapping at the Swellow. "Stop what .. Mouse? I am not doing a damn thing but taking out garbage."
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