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He shrugged, going back to letting his Snivy.
"Maybe. Maybe not." He said, following the Woman.
Looking around, he and his Snivy jumped at the sudden Crash, looking down.
"I mean... What the hell...?" He muttered, his Snivy jumping down to poke at the Fellow Grass type.
Nito looked at the...
Nito walked by, his Snivy resting upon his Backpack. Looking at the paper he was holding.
"I suppose that's where we have to go." He muttered, picking his Snivy off his backpack to carry.
"Did you sleep well, Dracoss? Yeah, The plane was something else." He poked at his little Grass-snakes...
"since when did I do anything dumb? Oh, I'm hurt." Alex crossed his arms, faking a pout.
Regaining his posture, he stood straight.
"Aye. Given that they'll help around, they'll fit in." Alex said, scratching the back of his head.
"Even so, did the Master meet up with them? My thoughts don't...
Oh. Its been awhile since I've done a Pokemon Rp. Well, Woop. Lets see if this Artifact of a character still works.
Name: Nito Lambado
Age: 15
Nick: "Grass Boi"
Appearance: Standing at 5'6, He has Silky White hair with Black Highlights, and Green-Starry eyes. He wears a Blue Hoodie with Purple...
She listened to the Boy, thinking. She hadn't thought of that at all. With how many people were here, We'd need more Multiple vehicles. She hadn't got her Vehicle yet, which might complicate things.
She watched as the girls Phone dropped, the Crack of the phone in the ice.
*Heck. I need to...
Alex looked at Alister, chuckling.
"No, just needed to visit an old friend. I personally enjoy new people. It reminds me of when I was new." He responded.
An old friend in a Cave 6 ft. Under, Yeah.
"Anyways, what brings you here? It can't be just because I'm here."
She looked at Monty, tilting her head.
*My name is Yin.* She signed. She about signed her Last name, as well but Stopped before she could. It wouldn't do anything, but she felt just a bit safer knowing they didn't. It was bad enough she felt she knew them, and had some feeling other than that...
She thought for a moment. It had seemed like they've been in similar situations to their own, and they hadn't tried to do anything that would be concidered 'Kidnapper like,' besides Drake pointing the Stun-gun at the Boy, whether or not it was a matter of being untrustworthy.
Nodding her head...
She looked at the girl, hiding behind Drake, before letting her hands out to Sign.
*I was almost kidnapped by a group of crazed people, and I was Tazed. Not to mention, I lost my Kimono. Other than that, I don't know if I could one-up you. If any of the others could, I'd be surprised--* She...
She held her Hands out, trying to stop her from talking.
*Woah, Woah! Just calm down... !* she thought, still panicked herself. She hadn't felt anything major from the ramming as she believed Drake felt, but her worries were still pointed at her Kimino, which was still on the ground with the...
She blinked her eyes, looking at her self as she realised her Kimono was missing. She shot up, shooting worried glances around as she Wobbled.
*My Kimono! Where is it?!* She thought, the Panic returning.
Her legs wobbled, but she finally stood up straight, shaking her head.
The taser static was dangerously close to her, and there wouldn't be enough time to do the Magic again. She looked at her Kimono, wincing. It was either Be Kidnapped, or temporarily lose the Outfit. She turned around, the Wave of the Kimono latching onto the Taser Darts and Stun Gun Prongs.
She...
The ghost caught the Taser Butt, as Yin looked over to Drake, who was being Dragged.
*Shit! Yin, just Keep Calm.. Try not to do anything Rash, and...* Her thoughts were stopped by the Blonde who grabbed her, keeping her Arms locked.
*heck! If this thing can do anything else, that would be...
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