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After a most unpleasant airplane trip, two bus rides and a run-down taxi journey, Trinidad had finally arrived at his destination. This was it: his adventure would begin with this one laboratory. Along the trip he’d been conjuring a gorgeous, marble-white building equipped with a right and left wing and a winding staircase. The…house he was staring at really slapped him back into reality, but at least it was white! Not a total let down. “What a humble home. But I couldn’t begin to imagine how they fit so many lab workers into such tight quarters.” Trinidad himself would feel so crowded and uncomfortable. So right then and there he made a personal goal to get in and out as soon as possible with little interaction with other human beings. Upon further inspection the man could not see any Pokémon on the premises. If they were all inside, then he’d have to get his own from outside, forget even getting in and out!

Like take out the Hispanic thought with a childish grin. Well that was enough stalling for him; it was time to claim what he had come all the way from Celadon City for. In a few strides he was before the building’s door far sooner than he had wished. But now that he was there, he might as well let the others inside know. Trinidad knocked once, twice, three times before replacing his arm back at his side as if it were suddenly set cement. To settle his nerves he illustrated an image of the professor within his head. He’d done strict research—his parents had forced him before he’d left—on the region’s leading laboratory and its professor, and she was simply a divine goddess. With her shoulder-length blonde hair and crimson lips, Trinidad couldn’t help but attempt to caress this image, only for it to fade away upon his touch. Disappointed, the man was left to only scratch at the hair on his chin.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g163/spazzy-lil-fishie/Lolsites/salempurple.gif); -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border: 1px #F2EFEB dashed;] welcome to nexivus laboratories professor maria hawthorne CHARACTER; professor hawthorne MODERATOR; kitty WORDS; 181 NOTES; short, sorry! Hawthorne paused as she drank some tea. "Oh, it was wonderful, Lilac!" She grinned, thinking back to her salsa class that she'd taken the night before. "I didn't think I'd like it at all, but it was so fun!" As if the mark the life-charging occasion, Hawthorne had placed a pretty red flower in her hair, just behind her ear. "It's quite nice to do something that isn't related to work..." She smiled as the Gardevoir nodded, { You deserve a break. } Hawthorne grinned, brushing her hair off her shoulder. "I decided to sign up to the class!" She squeaked with excitement, "Monday nights are now SALSA nights!" She giggled and clapped her hands together, obviously excited. The doorbell rang out and she looked at the door. She hopped up, striding to the door within a few moments "Hello there," She beamed as she opened the door, "Welcome to Nexivus Laboratories, I'm Professor Hawthorne." She stepped back, allowing the man to enter, "Please, come in." She returned to her desk, gesturing at her new teapot. "Would you like some tea?" "would you like some tea?" art & template by kitty for pkmn nexivus

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Just as Trinidad was conjuring up some sort of personality to apply to the beautiful woman, a prayer was answered and the door was opened to reveal a face carved by the heavens, framed by long, blonde hair. His own rendition of her appearance was put to shame in an instant, almost making the man feel idiotic for picturing her with exaggerated hoop earrings. He has spent too much time around his own type of Hispanic women. As if to add to Trinidad’s appeal the professor had put a defining, rose-colored flower within her hair, protruding from behind her ear as if to appease his culture. Her warm beam of teeth that looked as if they were crafted from pure ivory was surrounded by supple, intense red lipstick. Only edgy women could pull that sort of shade off. The woman’s voice was grown but ditzy at the same time and came so quick from her mouth that it flew completely over Trinidad’s head. However he was certain she had introduced herself somewhere in there.

In another string of words—the Hispanic had actually caught this one—he was offered to some tea. Just as he was working up the courage to caress the woman’s hand and kiss it up and down gently, she’d made her way to her desk. Inflicting pain upon himself inwardly he strolled into the surprisingly roomy building and gave a beaming all his own as he took a seat across Professor Hawthorne. Of course, Trinidad had never been one for tea, but anything to earn this red-lipped beauty’s approval. “I’d love a cup. It smells fresh and absolutely divine.” Awaiting his serving he removed his hat from atop his head and held it against his chest as he softly enunciated, “Mucho gusto, señorita.” He rolled the ‘r’ dramatically as if it were a growl, his Spanish dripping with intimacy. “I am Trinidad Moreno, and I’ve come to your charming laboratory today to choose a starter Pokémon.” He stopped himself from asking where they all were, his fears prior to entering suddenly dissipating into nothing. He made certain to make contact with those beautiful, powdered-blue eyes.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g163/spazzy-lil-fishie/Lolsites/salempurple.gif); -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border: 1px #F2EFEB dashed;] welcome to nexivus laboratories professor maria hawthorne CHARACTER; professor hawthorne MODERATOR; kit WORDS; 316 NOTES; ohh oblivious professor! “I’d love a cup. It smells fresh and absolutely divine.” Hawthorne beamed as she poured out a cup of fresh tea. She smiled as she smelt the aromatic scents from the teacup, sneakily topping up her own cup. "I can assure you we use only the best tea leaves in this Laboratory!" She nodded, pushing the cup and saucer towards the male. She pushed her hair behind her ear, holding the tea in both hands and gently sipping the drink. “Mucho gusto, señorita.” He said softly, causing Hawthorne to giggle slightly. “I am Trinidad Moreno, and I’ve come to your charming laboratory today to choose a starter Pokémon.” "Ah, um... Muy bien!" Hawthorne grinned, her Spanish fairly limited in all reality. She seemed to be completely unaware of the majority of his flirtations. She placed her cup down, pulling open the drawers of her desk, muttering, "Now, where did I put that thing..." She took out a bunch of booklets and rummaged through things such as her salsa dancing class advert, take away menus, contact numbers for item suppliers... "Hmm." She paused, placing a finger to her lips as her blue eyes darted around the laboratory. She caught his eye and for a moment thought that his eyes were a lovely deep colour, before they shot to the book case and spotted what she was looking for. She jumped up, leaning over the desk and picking up the booklet. She sat back down, immediately thinking that wasn't the smartest idea as she'd have to get up again in a few minutes when he'd chosen a pokemon. "Here you go!" She said, passing over the leaflet, "That shows all of the pokemon that we offer in this laboratory. Let me know if there are any you would like to see and I'd be happy to get them for you." She smiled sweetly, sipping her tea again. "would you like some tea?" art & template by kitty for pkmn nexivus

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Trinidad chortled inwardly at the professor’s feeble attempt and Spanish—although correct—for it would never hold up in an actual conversation. Perhaps he had been misled by the pretty red flower behind her ear. Either way she looked better with it in than most actual Hispanic Trinidad had met. So he would have to make a mental note not to slip into his Spanglish behavior with the professor. What was more concerning was that she had been completely unaware of his attempts to swoon her. Instead she began rummaging through her desk drawers, absolutely lost in her search as if the man had disappeared, even mumbling to herself. Professor soon began piling paper after paper upon her desk, obviously none of them being what she was looking for. Finally she came to the realization that it was not in there she and took a quick second to survey the remainder of the office. Much to Trinidad’s pleasure the two locked eyes, but only for a brief moment before darting to the bookcase only to retrieve a small booklet of some sort. The man could not make out whether she noticed the obvious chemistry between them, but he was determined to make her.

The lab-coat temptress then sat back down and handed Trinidad her newly found booklet and replaced her tea cup between her hands once more. A toothy grin on his face the Hispanic purred, “Gracias, Maria.” It was sort for her to question his use of her first name instead of her title. To top it off he extensively rolled the 'r' as if to signify that it was mean to be said by his mouth. As he was leafing through the small book he looked up and said, “I could not help but notice that while you were going through your drawers you took out a flyer for salsa dance lessons and that you have a flower in your hair. Is there any particular reason you have taken such a…,” he searched for the correct word to describe it, “curiosity in my culture?” Looking back down to the booklet he managed to come to a final decision. He slid it back with one finger and then said, “Your Psyduck, por favor? I would like to see these…water type, if I am not mistaken.” Another smile lit up his face, almost begging the professor to make some sort of revelation that he wanted her. If this didn’t work then he’d have to try again some other time.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g163/spazzy-lil-fishie/Lolsites/salempurple.gif); -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border: 1px #F2EFEB dashed;] welcome to nexivus laboratories professor maria hawthorne CHARACTER; professor hawthorne MODERATOR; kit WORDS; 647 NOTES; gosh this a long post. ;w; hawthorne's realised something! “Gracias, Maria.” said the man with a very charming smile. Professor Hawthorne smiled, "You're welcome." she murmured, before wondering to herself. When did she tell the man her name? She normally introduced herself as Professor Hawthorne, not Maria. Hmm, perhaps she was just going crazy! Her thoughts were interrupted by the male speaking up again, “I could not help but notice that while you were going through your drawers you took out a flier for salsa dance lessons and that you have a flower in your hair. Is there any particular reason you have taken such a… curiosity in my culture?” Maria blushed slightly, "Oh, how embarrassing!" She giggled, "Ah, yes. Well, a friend dragged me to a Salsa dance class, because I spend so much time working... I thought I'd be dreadful, but it's ever so much fun!" She laughed at the thought, "And as for the flower, well, the instructor was very pretty and she wore one, so I thought I'd try it..." She touched her hair with a slight look of embarrassment and insecurity. "It's a little bit more extravagant than I usually wear... I'm not sure if it suits me..." She looked down and sipped at her tea, hoping she'd not offended Trinidad. She glanced upwards at him out of the corner of her eye, trying to figure out his behavior. It was quite different to many of the people who came here. Most people had eyes only on their pokemon, but he wouldn't stop looking at her. “Your Psyduck, por favor? I would like to see these…water type, if I am not mistaken.” He smiled at her and Hawthorne didn't need Lilac's { You do realise he's flirting. }in her ear to realise what exactly what he wanted. She jumped out of her seat at the mere thought, "Ah, yes, water types like it wet -- I, er..." She tried not to make eye contact, her cheeks turning vivid red, "I mean they're very good at swimming and. Um. I'll be right back!" She rushed out of the way, disappearing into the rooms downstairs. She quickly picked up the required items and the psyduck pokeballs and reappearing, her heart thundering as she plastered on a smile, trying to hide her awkwardness. "Ah, hello. Um, yes, here are our psyducks." She nodded, releasing the pokemon. "This one is a real prima donna." She said, pointing to a slightly larger psyduck who was watching Trinidad with an unreadable expression, "She loves to get her own way so needs a firm hand to keep her behaving. She's a strong fighter though, and she can look after herself. A real tough cookie." The second one waddled forwards, almost shocked at his freedom before squawking with excitement and making a run for it, he zoomed forwards and slammed into Trinidad's chair leg. He fell to the ground, moaning and grabbing his head in his hands, "He's a smart one, that one." Hawthorne said sarcastically, but with an affectionate smile, "He's very good at psychic type moves though. And you'll find no-one friendlier or sweeter. If you can get him to sit still for longer than a second." She laughed slightly. The last gazed up at Trinidad and the Professor curiously. She smiled slightly, in that strange way that ducks too. The professor edged towards Trindad, forgettning her mental note to keep a safe distance. She lowered her voice so the duck wouldn't hear, "She's got a very low self-esteem. She's a little overweight and the others tease her for it... If you can build her confidence she'll be a brilliant contribution to your team. She's kind, funny and smart. She'll make a beautiful golduck one day too, with training of course." Hawthorne smiled at the pokemon, who looked nervous. Hawthorne suddenly realised how close she was and jumped back slightly, "Ah, any of those take your fancy, dear?" "would you like some tea?" art & template by kitty for pkmn nexivus

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During the Professor’s explanation Trinidad did nothing but smile and listen intently. He was a professional dancer, if he did say so himself. If there was one shoe-in way to woo a woman, it was through dance. Nothing could beat being so provocative and sexual, but at the same time not considered sexual harassment. He was glad Hawthorne had tried her hand at it—but at the same time he doubted she would ever be any good. However, before he could comment on the flower, the professor practically leaped from her seat and babbled nonsense about how water type liked it wet. Avoiding the immature notion of throwing in a ‘that’s what she said’ joke, he chuckled and watched as Maria stumbled away—her ass, but nonetheless her! It was clear she’d come to a realization, but still refused to act upon it.

Before Trinidad could reflect upon her embarrassment, she was back inside, three Poké Balls and a strange pack of some sort in tow. He had to stifle his laughter as the professor attempted to coolly present the Psyduck. For now he decided not to toy with her while she was doing her job. Besides, he’d have to pay close attention in order to decide the perfect personality to suit his lifestyle. The first candidate held no interest from Trinidad; disobedience wasn’t something he was willing to deal with, especially if it was intentional. He’d dated women like that before, convinced that they are the pinnacle of what make women, women, but they were full of themselves and ended up being lesbians anyhow. Too good for any man, apparently. The second was quite a character!

In his research, Trinidad understood that some Psyduck couldn’t handle the constant assault of headaches and simply collapsed under all the pressure, biologically refusing to assert too much brain power in fear that they’d evoke another fit of headaches. Not to mention he would eventually be a reckonable user of psychic type attacks. He could look past the stupidity and see so much potential and his friendlies and affection was more than welcomed. Trinidad simply adored being loved, no matter by whom or what. He would have to grow used to his energy, however. When the final Psyduck gazed at Trinidad, Hawthorne inched closer—intentionally, he knew not—and whispered a small profile for her. Unfortunately, the Hispanic was more focused on the close proximity of her breasts than anything. Without giving much thought he ruled out the last Psyduck. He’d tried liking women who had no self-confidence, and all they did was discover more and more problems regarding themselves, no matter how much Trindad attempted to console them.

So the choice was officially made, he would go with the derpy Psyduck. Once the professor grasped how close she was to him, she instantly hopped back and stuttered a question for his decision. With an inquisitive finger upon his lips, more for effect than actual thought, he smiled and pointed the finger at the Psyduck near his chair leg. “I’d love este Psyduck, Maria.” He rose from his chair and faced the older woman, completely aware of how near he was to her. “I’d like to thank you for taking the time out of your day to assist me, señorita bonita.” Without thinking he went in for the classic hand grab and gentle kiss, grinning profusely as he whispered, “Which translates to: Miss Beautiful. I wish there was some way I could repay you. I would do it…with absolutely no hesitation.”

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