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Post by ashsan on Jul 19, 2011 5:54:07 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,460,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/9kywx3.png]Having packed her stuff into her pink backpack this morning and placed it on the back of her chair Amanda finally found herself at the lab. It wasn't anything like she thought it was, it was a house. A cute looking house and that made her smile. However what made her frown in the heat of the summer and under her white sun hat was the fact that leading up to the door there were stairs. Looking down at her wheelchair she rubbed her hands on her dark blue jeans, before tugging at her white short sleeve shirt. She was unsure how she was going to reach the door so she sat there for a while. She probably looked rather stupid or pitiful as she sat there in her chair in front of the lab.
As she sat there her eyes wondered around the yard until they fell upon a rake. It was long and it was perfect. Smiling ones again she rolled herself over to it and found another problem. As she reached out to grab it her left wheel hit it and knocked it over. "Great." She said with a sigh as she reached over her chair. Fingers stretched out she could almost get it. Reaching farther and farther down she was now touching it and able to lift it up. Fingers wrapping around it she had to lean quickly to the other side before her chair fall over. "Oh that was close." She mumbled to herself as she put the rake on her lap and wheeled herself over to the steps. Getting as close as she could she then too the rake and using the handle rung the door bell. Putting the rake to the side, yet close enough to reach in case it needed to be rung again.
ooc: She'll be asking for a Swablu.
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Post by KITTYWHISKERS on Jul 20, 2011 0:39:34 GMT
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NOTES; you don't need to reserve a normal starter, just the special ones. :) Hawthorne hummed to herself as she balanced on a chair, brushing the tops of the bookcases with a large, pink feather-duster. Lavender the Audino was cowering by the legs of the chair, squeaking at all of the dust that was falling from the books. Normally, Hawthorne left her and Lilac to do the tidying up, but the little pink pokemon couldn't reach the high shelves and Lilac was off keeping an eye on Teddy the lab aide again. And Lavender was getting quite frantic with worry over what type of dirt could be lurking up there.
The doorbell rang out and Hawthorne jumped slightly, causing the chair to wobble precariously. She flung her arms out for balance and quickly jumped down. Lavender was hiding behind the sofa by the point, staring at the door. She was often nervous around strangers, still, and Hawthorne believed she was just scared of what dirt they'd bring in.
She walked quickly over to the door, pulling it open with a smile. "Welcome to Nexivus Laboratories, my name is Professo-" She looked down at the girl in the wheelchair and gasped, "Oh goodness! I'm so sorry! We do have a ramp somewhere, Lavender was cleaning it the other day, oh dear..." She wheeled around to the Audino. "Lavender, sweetheart, can you remember where you put the wheelchair ramp?" She asked. The audino just loved cleaning and she was so much more organised than Hawthorne. If something was lost, or had been moved, the Audino was either responsible or knew what had happened. She nodded and hurried off.
"I am so sorry about this, dear. Oh, how embarrassing..." She put her hand to her chest. "Can I offer you some tea?"
The pink pokemon came back slowly, dragging the wooden ramp along the floor and Hawthorne rushed over, picking it up ad placing it outside so the girl could enter.
"Please, come in!" She said, with an almost nervous laugh, "We normally have the ramp just inside by the door but Lavender tidied it away!" She smiled gently,
"So, er, what can I help you with today?"
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Post by ashsan on Jul 20, 2011 5:59:26 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,460,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/9kywx3.png]Waiting there she smiled to herself while dusting off her jeans of some fuzz. It wasn't too long of a wait and she was delighted when she saw the professor and her warm smile. Smiling in return she bowed her head to the woman in a greeting before lifting upon hearing her words. She doesn't like to be pitted of course it didn't really sound like the blond woman was doing any such thing she realizing something that had been forgotten.
"It is alright professor I understand the need to clean." Amanda said with a smile after hearing her say one of her pokemon had been cleaning it. "I am Amanda. Amanda Eytan." She said politely as she wheeled herself backwards away from the steps as the ramp was brought out and placed where she could use it to roll herself up. Wheeling herself up she looked at the professor before looking at Lavender and then back at the woman again. "Professor what type of pokemon is Lavender? I am afraid I have never seen one like her before." She said politely in a curious voice.
"It is alright professor at least you have a ramp someplace I go refuse to even have them, however I would love some tea. Thank you." She said cheerfully. She wasn't a big tea drinker herself, preferring lemon aid over tea however she doesn't mind tea either. It was coffee she simply couldn't stand the taste of. Lemon aid, tea they where much simpler then all those fancy mixtures and blends of coffee. Nodding her head she wheeled herself up the ramp and inside, but only after she was invited to. She wasn't some rude kid that just barged right in without being invited. Moving so that she was out of the wait she took her hat off of her head before she cleared her throat and spoke ones more. "I have came here to hopefully get a pokemon. I heard from the ranger union that I should come here for one." Her throat was a little dry so therefore so where her words, but she got them out just the same.
ooc: Okay and it was more to remind myself what was picked then anything else.
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Post by | odysseus on Jul 21, 2011 16:08:39 GMT
 PROF. HAWTHORNE
The girl, Amanda, spoke with such fluidity and preciseness that it left Professor Hawthorne speechless. All she could really do was listen as the pleasant but slightly faint words left the girl’s lips. As much as it usually pleased the professor to hear her guests accept her invitation to tea, it did not do its magic this time around. Once the little visitor wheeled her way into the house a strange and uncomfortable sensation fell upon everyone. Lavender had completely vanished into thin air and Lilac could do nothing but stare placidly at her dress, fussing with it here and there. With a sad thought etched into her head she listened to the poor dear and mulled over her request. However she refused to show any sort of pity for the girl. If she were confined to a wheel chair, the last thing she would want is for people to worry and fret over her every second.
After arriving at her designated seat Professor Hawthorne took the familiar tea cup in her hands…but did not take a sip. An action so befuddling that even Lilac stared at her incredulously, her perfected manners not allowing her to gape. Instead, the professor took a small booklet from her lab suit’s pocket and handed it toward the girl, a painful smile upon her lips. It hurt, as if it were cracking the edges of Maria’s mouth. “Here you go, sweetie. Look through there and see if you find anything you like.” Even after completing her duty she did not sip her tea. If anything she was awaiting Amanda’s next move, the woman’s eyes darting everywhere else but her at her company and her wheelchair.
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Post by ashsan on Jul 21, 2011 16:48:46 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,460,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/9kywx3.png]As she sat there and spoke to the professor she got this awkward feeling in her stomach. No it wasn't gas or anything else of such grossness it was the feeling she gets a lot of the time. All eyes on her chair, all eyes on her. Staring eyes of those in disbelief or of those that pitied her. Shifting in her chair she fidgeted for a moment as the professor dug for the booklet and handed it to her. Taking it from her she smiled nodding her head she spoke. "Thank you professor. Also professor could you and your pokemon not stare? I am still a normal girl I am just lucky enough to have a seat with me everywhere I go." She asked politely and softly spoke before she looked though the booklet. Looking over the pokemon she took her time before looking up to speak again. "Professor, please, may I see the Swablu?" She finally asked choosing which pokemon she would like to see. Hopefully one of the Swablu would be her new partner. She only hoped the pokemon won't judging or those to pity humans.
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Post by Ava on Jul 22, 2011 4:21:07 GMT
NEXIVUS LABORATORIES
”Also professor could you and your pokemon not stare? I am still a normal girl I am just lucky enough to have a seat with me everywhere I go.”
Hawthorne blinked at these words and they seemed to snap her out of her remorseful stupor. A little smile broached her lips, and she nodded promptly. ”Of course, my dear! What a wonderfully clever way to think about it.” Her last thought on the subject was curiosity over how the wheelchair would handle wild terrain. However, the girl was old enough to handle herself, so she was sure to have it thought out. Gardevoir also removed her eyes from the wheelchair, instead dutifully returning to cleaning as Hawthorne would appreciate the work getting done while she handled this guest.
Moving on from the subject, Hawthorne clapped her hands together. ”A swablu, fantastic choice! One moment, please.” The woman disappeared into another room, returning literally one moment later with a few pokeballs. With her mind focused on her job, her normal cheerful energy returned. ”Here we are,” Hawthorne enthused as she released three swablus into the room.
One of the swablus immediately began fluttering around the ceiling, obviously excited to be out of the pokeball and flying about. Hawthorne grinned up at the energetic pokemon, hands on her hips. ”He’s a pesky one; almost too active and curious for his own good. Although, to his benefit, he is fiercely loyal and his spirits simply can’t be brought down. A very optimistic thing, he is.” Another swablu watched the first from a safe perch on the bookshelf. This one had a long scare over both eyes, although it didn’t look beaten down or angry. Hawthorne switched her attention. "That swablu there is equally spirited, albeit much more composed.” The perched swablu looked down at Amanda and after a moment glided down to perch instead on the arm of her wheelchair. Hawthorne smiled. ”He’s also very friendly despite his tough past, but his good sense of judgment when it comes to people keeps him from trusting the wrong ones. He’s definitely a hardy fellow.”
The last swablu was hiding behind Hawthorne’s legs, trembling slightly. The Professor’s smile fell a little bit. ”She’s pretty timid. Kind, thoughtful and keen, but she’d take a bit of patience to bring her out of her shell.” Glancing back up at Amanda, she inquired brightly, ”would any of them work for you, sweetie?”
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Post by ashsan on Jul 22, 2011 4:39:11 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,460,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/9kywx3.png]She was delighted at the Professor's reaction to her asking her not to stare. It had been really awkward for her, to the point where she couldn't stop shifting. As if fidgeting would have helped her. "Thank you. I am glad someone gets it. Most people say that is stupid or something else less positive." She said to the professor in a giggle and a smile.
Nodding her head as the blond haired woman left for a moment before returning with the pokeballs of the pokemon. Her eyes looked at each as they where released. The first was hyper. Listening to Hawthorne talk about it she smiled. Perhaps a bit too hyper and excited. She thought as she gave it a smile. Her eyes then saw the second all calm and composed on the bookshelf. As soon as he flew over and landed on her arm rest she know he was the one. She just simply know. She didn't care that he had a scar over his eyes. He was different just like her. Reaching her hand up slowly she reached it out to rub his wing gently.
Finally she looked at the last one, um? Where is it? She didn't see her at first, but soon spotted her hiding. "It is alright sweetheart." She said politely to the hiding pokemon before hearing the Professor ask if any of them interested her. "Yes this one." she said as she moved her hand to hopefully pet the one on her arm rest some more. "He is prefect." She then added. "May I become his partner?" She not only asked the professor, but she also asked him as well.
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Post by Ava on Jul 22, 2011 6:04:03 GMT
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The scene unfolding before her, between Amanda and the scarred swablu, filled Hawthorne’s heart to the brim with ohmygodthatissoadorable. With a soft smile and an enthusiastic nod, the Professor exclaimed, ”Of course! I think you two will be wonderful together. That is very sweet of you to ask, though. Normally people express it as a demand- although they mean well, I know.” Hawthorne rummaged through her desk and produced a slip of paper and a clip board. ”Here, just fill out this consent form and he’ll be all yours! I’ll go grab some items for you.” And so she vanished for a few moments, returning with a pack of the starter items the lab hands out to every new trainer. ”Here you are darling. All set!”
”Congratulations on your upcoming adventure!”
Amanda received a swablu! Gender: Male Attacks: Peck, Growl, Astonish, + ONE EGG MOVE Personality: Friendly, hardy, composed
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Post by ashsan on Jul 22, 2011 6:14:39 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,460,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/9kywx3.png]She didn't want to be rude so why would she demand she be allowed to train him? After all she didn't want to train a pokemon that didn't want to be trained by her. Smiling at him she pat him some more as the professor spoke. "I would never demand someone to give me something. Unless it was rightfully mine in the first place. Of course I don't attempt to boss around those older then myself either." She said as she saw the Professor dig around for a clipboard with paper on it. Being handed it she took it and did as she was told. Taking a pen out of her backpack on the back of her chair she filled out the form before handing it back to the professor and taking the starter pack. "Thank you very much professor and good bye." She said with a warm smile as she rolled herself and her new partner whom she has nicknamed Skylar to the door and out to go off on her adventure.
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