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Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

@Shiny Keldeo

Monday Mallory

Monday's mood had not improved during the walk to the Lab. She'd paused several times to knock pebbles out of her way with unnecessary force or kick up dirt for the hell of it. So when she finally arrived, there was already a small, loud group.

She was absolutely not in the mood. With a puff of breath that barely counted as a sigh, she strode straight past the chattering crowd and marched up to the front door of the lab. She knocked twice, hard enough to leave her knuckles a bright red.

"Helloo, Professor," she called. She spat the word 'professor' with about as much venom as an Arbok. "A shiny new band of brat- I mean, trainers out here in need of some Pokedexes... isn't this like your job? What's the hold up? C'mon, just get this over with..."

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

Ok so obviously that last "tomorrow night est" didn't pan out buuuuut once I'm out of class tonight I'll post, cross my heart.

edit: well it wasnt last night but it did happen...

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

Sorry, life has kept me a lil busy... I'm shooting for a post by tomorrow night EST

Star Wars: Forged From Fire (KOTOR)

I'm interested! I'll have to brush up on my Star Wars lore though....

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

added an appearance blurb for Monday, jsyk

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

Monday Mallory

@Shiny Keldeo @Experiment 249
Monday bit back a sigh of relief as the kid, apparently named Sergei, played along. Her little ruse successful, she turned to leave but stopped in her tracks at the sight of yet another veteran. This one had a mega keystone embedded in a ring on his finger and talked like he was just leagues better than the rest of them. He probably was, but still, Monday didn't like being condescended to.

"Yeah yeah, we get it, Denim Fetish. You're a Veteran. Good for you. Have fun with that." she snapped, pushing past the older man. "C'mon, Asystole. Let's get that stupid Pokedex or whatever so we can move the hell on."

<...Oh dear.> Asystole hesitated, watching her trainer stalk towards the lab, fists shoved deep in her pockets. This wasn't a regular bad mood; normally, Monday would challenge anyone that so much as made eye contact. The harried little Duskull looked around for a source. 'Denim Fetish' could've triggered it; Monday hated Veteran trainers, but...

Ah. Asystole took one look at the trainer that'd been talking with the Snover's trainer and understood. She floated up to the elegant man and looked him up and down. Definitely a coordinator. Monday despised coordinators. With a rattling sigh, Asystole gave the man and his pokemon a polite bow before hurrying after her irritated human. She could only hope they didn't run into any more flashy annoyances.

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

Sorry that post took so dang long... a combination of writer's block and sleeping in until like six pm because my sleep schedule is fucked made me a little slower than I'd like.

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

@Uccello@Experiment 249

Monday Mallory

Monday rolled her eyes as some tired, obnoxiously serious old man stepped up to give a lecture on the merits of dragonite. She rolled her eyes and picked at her nose, giving off the most powerful "I don't give a shit" vibes she could manage. Seriously, these people were all ridiculous. She didn't see why she should care if dragonite were powerful or versatile or whatever; in the end it was all the trainer's skill and the pokemon's experience that decided a battle. Or... so Fantina had said.

"I saw you giving leer back there. Do you have problem?"

A familiar voice snapped her back into her rage mode. Her hair swung out dramatically as she whipped around to look for the source... and there he was. That sweaty, dirty, arrogant little shit that had insulted her before. Her hands balled into fists as she approached him, one hundred percent ready for a down and dirty bare-knuckles brawl.

Then she spotted the man her target was talking to. He was tall, rich-looking, and most of all, attractive in an effeminate sort of way. Everything about him screamed Pokemon Coordinator. Great. Just great. And the flamboyant bastard was already starting on some inane bullshit about fashion to the overdressed punk she'd been targeting.

Monday certainly didn't like the kid in the winter wear, but she wouldn't wish a Coordinator on anyone. Steeling herself, she waltzed up to him and threw an arm over his shoulder.

"Wow that sounds suuuuper interesting," she interrupted, addressing the Coordinator. It was obvious she didn't actually find it interesting at all. "But uh... me and my buddy here need to get going. Isn't that right, pal?" Her grip around the kid's shoulder tightened. Lowering her voice to a level not even she had known was possible for her, she addressed him with total seriousness.

"If you let a guy like this get started he'll never shut up. I'm doing you a huge favor here so just play along for like two minutes and then you'll never have to see him or me again, got it?"

Meanwhile, Asystole turned from the dragonite to the snover. <Well... she's perfectly good to me, but her common sense is a little, well, lacking. So we lose a lot. And--> The duskull stopped short as she caught sight of Monday's arm around another trainer. <Oh dear, you'll have to excuse me. She'd better not be picking another fight!> With a hurried bow to the other two pokemon, she floated nervously to Monday's side and hovered by her shoulder.

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

The real question is: could Monday last one full day without getting her ass kicked if everyone traveled together?

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [V2]

@Uccello@Ninian

Monday Mallory

Monday flushed brighter red than Asystole as someone behind her made a cutting remark. She whirled around just in time to catch sight of the smart-mouthed little bastard: a dead-eyed, bland-looking brat about her age with some disgustingly cute Snover.

"What was that, you stuck-up little--" Asystole cut off Monday's advance with another sharp tug on her hair, gesturing in the opposite direction. Grumbling, she turned back around in time to catch some kid defending the fat dragon-type.

"Wait, that thing's yours?" She sputtered, sheer, confused awe throwing her off. "You're like, twelve how the hell..." she shook her head in disbelief before returning to her normal rude self. "Well, anyways, you can't really think this orange dope is cool, right? Look at it! It's about as threatening as a tangerine marshmallow."

Meanwhile, another food-colored Pokemon decided to head off the damage. Asystole removed herself from Monday's head and floated over to the Dragonite, paper-like arms spread wide in a declaration of peace.

<Ummm... please excuse my trainer...> She began, her strange cry no doubt attracting attention. <She... well, she doesn't mean well, but she's a good person at heart. Probably...> Asystole made a noise approaching a sigh as she spoke. Troublesome as Monday might be, they'd been through a lot together. The shiny Duskull couldn't help but have a certain amount of affection for the brat.