2012-02-22

008 ♖ [Action]

 [It's been a few days since he woke up from the Dream World, but this evening is N's first time leaving the Pokemon Center. His Pokemon, having been let out of their Pokeballs before the escapade, have had no problem keeping themselves entertained and fit... save for one.

N wanders out into Striaton City's garden, Growlithe and Zoroark in tow, and a particular Pokeball held carefully in both his hands. He's arrived late in the day-- a while after sundown-- in the hopes of the garden containing less people. Hesitantly, he opens the Pokeball, releasing a Serperior. She twists this way and that, coils, and shoots a threatening hiss in N's direction. He backs away slightly, holding his hands up.]


Just me. You know I don't mean you any harm, friend. I'm only regretful you were locked away the whole time... Please forgive me.

[The Serperior glares at him for a moment longer before seemingly growing bored of him and slithering off elsewhere, exploring the garden. N leans against a nearby bench as he watches the Pokemon. Well, she didn't attack him. That's a good sign.]

I believe this is the calmest I've seen you, Serperior. Are you alright? [Serperior looks back up and slithers suddenly in his direction. She stops dangerously close, narrowed red eyes inches away from N's. Zoroark growls warningly, but N silences her with a quick motion of his hand. He raises his other toward Serperior's head.]

I'm sorry-- I can't hear you... [He smiles apologetically.] Can you understand me? [The snake just stares. N is about to lay his hand on her head, until she abruptly pulls away and gives a distinct battle cry. N expects there to be a wild Pokemon on the path, but instead it's... a person. One that Serperior is heading toward at a rather aggressive-looking slither.]

Ah--! Serperior, stop!


((OoC: Don't let your snake out after sundown, guys! But yeah, this is the shadow Serperior that N "liberated" from Miror B. a while back-- one he's afraid to let out without supervision because she has some violent tendencies and is difficult for him to read.
She's heading your character's direction, so... react as you will!))