Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold]

alyssa

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Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold] Jul 3, 2012 17:30:56 GMT -5

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Post by alyssa on Jul 3, 2012 17:30:56 GMT -5

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One of the next matchups in particular caught her eye. Lance Vritra VS Gold Harberlein. Had she been holding anything, it would have slipped from her surprised grasp and fallen to the ground. Arceus! Her eyes found the indicated room number and took off at a jog through the massive building. Lance and Gold battling each other! That was going to be a match she would watch first! I can’t believe they’re battling each other again...I hope Gold is ready for it!

She turned a corner, But Lance needs to be ready too, Gold’s pretty damn good. A smile flickered on her lips as she made it to the hallway where the various private, suite-like lounge rooms for the competitors were set up behind closed doors. They were surprisingly high-class, but then again that was Castelia for her. Each of the competitors were allowed to rest before their match and chat with their opponent.

It encourages good sportsmanship.

Alyssa approved. Her eyes found the ‘Room 3’ sign soon enough, and a small laugh lefter. Who would have thought that she’d find cheering her friends on and watching was better than battling in this situation. And realizing it in the middle of a match no less. Alyssa knocked once, twice, three times.

Both of them were punctual people, she assumed at least one of them would be in there.
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MUSIC US Olympic Trials - Men's Gymnastics
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this secret side of me

i never let you see

I keep it caged

B u t I c a n ' t c o n t r o l i t

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lance

Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold] Jul 4, 2012 14:47:44 GMT -5

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Post by lance on Jul 4, 2012 14:47:44 GMT -5

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A sigh escaped Lance as he put a can of cola to his lips before taking a long sip of the cold goodness. His was slightly tired; the match with Proton had been unexpectedly tough especially when his Garchomp entered the fray. It was a tough matchup against that resilient dragon but well worth it in the end, a feeling of satisfaction swelling up within him after the battle. It was really a pity a magnificent dragon like that was in the hands of a psychopath like Proton, but it opened Lance’s eyes that he needed to branch out and expand his own team with some new blood, so to speak.

After the match he had decided to get a quick drink at the vending machine before the next round and it was then that he ran into some kids who happened to be fans of his. It was a little surprising he still had any fans after Lux painted him as a traitor but it was reassuring that there were those that still looked up to him even now, not to mention the attention was never bad as well.

Finally out of the grasps of those eager teenagers, he was heading back to his waiting room to rest up before his match with a very promising opponent: Gold Harberlein. Lance was fully aware of the young trainer’s skill and his potential as a trainer, having battled with Gold before and even helping him out with regards to Team Rocket in the past, but it had been years since he last saw him. Various rumors circled that he was a powerful trainer now and an iconic member of Nox, so much so that he served as Alyssa’s personal Lieutenant. Lance’s lips pulled into a grin in anticipation with his overdue reunion with the spunky trainer.

Coming around the corner into the hallway that lead to his room, his red eyes picked up the familiar appearance of Alyssa standing and knocking on his room’s door. A smile crept up on his features as he glided silently over to her, a hand gently resting on her white head of hair.

”Looking for Gold’s autograph Miss Akiyama, or would that be mine?”

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NOTES, Strongest Team of Nox.
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Last Edit: Jul 4, 2012 15:05:44 GMT -5 by eventsaccount

gold

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pull your punches.

Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold] Jul 4, 2012 21:26:36 GMT -5

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Post by gold on Jul 4, 2012 21:26:36 GMT -5

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stereo hearts cover by Jason Chen
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FUCK YES. (excuse my language 8()[/style][/style][style=float: right; margin-left: -12px][style=font-size: 30px; font-family: impact; text-align: right; margin-right: 20px; text-transform: uppercase]CHALLENGE ACCEPTED[/style][style=float: right; border-left: 3px solid #2874BB; border-top: 3px solid 2874BB; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 300; padding: 20 20 20 20]When he'd begun his first battle, the lady at the registration counter had simply smiled and led him to his destination, allowing him to marvel at the stadium and the nostalgia of it all before his opponent arrived. While he hadn't been acutely aware of it before, there was something to be said about the way the halls had been painted and the uncanny amount of doors with large numbers plated on the top of them. He was glad he'd won the first round of battle, glad that his many years of training had paid off and proved that it was the first step to his goal in becoming champion of champions, as small of a step as it would seem. Perhaps it'd been the exhilaration of winning, or even the ego inflation that caused it, but when he'd charged towards the arena after exchanging some words with his opponent there was another lady blocking the way. It seemed like there was 'down time' between each battle to relax in the miniature suites, meet the opponent before clashing head to head in the battlefield. Suites?

He'd turned around the second those words had left her lips, pelting down the hallway like a flock of angry wingull were chasing after him, clacking their excruciatingly long beaks in an almost perfect harmony. Better hurry! Only a few minutes left! Her words, light and tinged with a slight giggle echoed in his mind as he picked up the pace, looking left and right sporadically to spot the room with a large number three plated on it (he'd had enough sense left in him to ask her for the room number, at least). As for his opponent, admitting to himself that he felt excited about the battle to come was an understatement in itself. Lance Vritra. Even though a face-to-face meeting had been well neglected for a good two years, it was hard to forget about the Johto champion - his strategy, his pokemon, his persona as a whole. Perhaps he'd even gotten stronger? Gold smirked, the face of confidence but inside, he was greatly relieved. He was glad Lance had chosen Nox, despite the consequences that came with such a decision. To face a friend on the opposing side of the battlefield would've been pain comparable to heartbreak.

The trainer turned the corner, breathing slightly heavier than usual - to use a bicycle would have provided for much faster travel, but the rules had specifically stated that they were prohibited in the building, much to his dismay. A closer look once he'd recovered led to the discovery of the large, golden '3' looming up front, and his eyes lit up, pep returning to his step as he sauntered up casually, not letting the surprise of seeing two people already standing there show on his features. "Not so fast, there." He interrupted, wedging himself on the other side of Alyssa, opposite where Lance stood. "I'm sure Alyssa wants the autograph of the winner of this upcoming battle the most." With his right hand in a fist he lifted it up, curing his thump out so that it was pointing directly at his chest. Still, the teasing grin on his face as he looked at his opponent screamed 'long time no see'.[/style][/style]

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alyssa

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Played by Kane

Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold] Jul 6, 2012 22:13:26 GMT -5

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Post by alyssa on Jul 6, 2012 22:13:26 GMT -5

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She didn’t move until she heard footsteps behidn her. Instinctively the Leader straightened, but not turning to see who it was. If it was someone who needed her, they would make it apparent in one way or another. The footsteps quieted, and she almost looked out of curiosity to see where they’d vanished to when a hand found itself at rest atop her head. One of her eyebrows quirked in curiosity before the voice connected to the hand sounded. She grinned when she recognized Lance’s voice and leaned her head back slightly to look at him.

Her mouth barely even opened before she heard a new voice – yet again one she recognized. She tilted her head the opposite direction in time to see Gold barely skirt in her line of sight and between herself and the door. She tilted her head back to normal to flash Gold a grin as she had Lance. ”Well I’d hate to disappoint you both, but I’m not here for autographs.” She smiled some and crossed her arms, glancing between them. ”I’ll save the scrabbling and the like for your more desperate fans.” Her eyebrows rose slightly with the half-laugh that came from her throat.

”Besides...” with one hand, she reached quickly behind Gold’s head and batting the underside of his backwards hat, sending it forward in front of his face at the same moment she raised her other hand to rap lightly with the back of her knuckles against Lance’s sternum. ”...I just happen to be lucky enough to know both of you personally.” The Veteran Trainer chuckled slightly. ”What’s the sense in asking for an autograph when I can just as well talk to either of you, hmm?”
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// dude if someone had the misfortune of battling these three there would be nothing left afterward
MUSIC Reflection - Mulan
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this secret side of me

i never let you see

I keep it caged

B u t I c a n ' t c o n t r o l i t

Guest

lance

Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold] Jul 9, 2012 14:53:03 GMT -5

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Post by lance on Jul 9, 2012 14:53:03 GMT -5

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Grinning intently at the Hoenn Leader the voice of a familiar acquaintance caused him to tilt his head towards a face he hadn’t seen in nearly three years. ”Still so confident as ever, aren’t you Gold.” An amused grin matching Gold’s own teasing one, ”Good to see you still in one piece Lieutenant Gold.” Staring intently at his next opponent for the tournament for a moment, the voice of the lone female amongst the group broke the friendly tension between the two.

Glancing down at Alyssa, Lance’s lips pulled into a small smile at her playfulness. It was good to know she was feeling much better and even looked like a completely different person compared to when he last saw her at Lilycove. Ruffling her white locks a bit he slid passed her and Gold as he opened the door to the suite, stopping in the doorway before turning to the other two. ”Well I guess you are extremely lucky to know us both then.” He said in a rather playful tone.

Entering the room the former champion headed to the nearest sofa, dropping himself into it before releasing a sigh. Folding his legs he slouched slightly as he let his body relax for about the first time that day. ”Well why don’t you two come in then, I suppose we have some catching up to do as well, Gold.”
[style=font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]TAGS, Gold and Alyssa
NOTES, Strongest Team of Nox.
CODED BY TSU DOLL OF LOVE STAMP.[/style]

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Between Friends and Rounds [Lance & Gold]

Post by alyssa on Jul 3, 2012 17:30:56 GMT -5

Post by lance on Jul 4, 2012 14:47:44 GMT -5

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Post by alyssa on Jul 6, 2012 22:13:26 GMT -5

Post by lance on Jul 9, 2012 14:53:03 GMT -5