Post by alyssa on Feb 9, 2012 20:33:41 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]Alyssa couldn't believe that the Battle of Village Bridge had only been week and a half ago. The memories from what she experienced in that battle were fresh in her mind as though she'd only fought it yesterday. However, the only thing she reminding her that it had been longer ago was the pull of her skin when she agitated the burns on her arms, face and back. Also, the sling holding her arm in place as well as the swathe clamping it to her body served as a decent reminder as well. "Daybreak..." Alyssa murmured to the Espeon, who was perched in her trainers lap. "...will it ever end?" The Sun Pokemon made no sound, but instead turned slightly and pressed her forehead against her trainer's. The pair closed their eyes and retreated to the safety of their own minds as the quiet breeze rustled the branches of the trees surrounding Lake Valor. ~Don't focus on the future right now, Alyssa..~ Daybreak warned, using telepathy to contact her trainer silently. ~Do what you can as you are, then focus on the future. The future cannot be dealt with unless you deal with the present first. The Veteran Trainer sighed, tilting her head forward slightly and allowing her hair to fall to the sides of her face. Today, she hoped to attempt to mend a relationship between two of her friends that were, too, friends. Given their differences in loyalty for this war, she had an inkling that a rift had driven down their relationship. However, she hoped it could be mended easily enough. Just like a wound... she placed her free hand on the side of the sling, keeping her forehead against Daybreak's. ...it needs time. All she could do until they got here, though, was wait, and remain sitting on the stump as she was.[/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style][style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES MUSIC Cirno's Perfect Math Class WORDS 307 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE] |