resonating interlude, erika

[lurker]

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[style=margin-top: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color:ccc; background-color: 040505; text-align: justify; padding: 0 10;]The harsh sound of shoes clattering against the wooden porch resonated before the grass type gym. The new comer shook the rain from their coat, having been drenched from the thick rain. Idly, they wondered if they should have even bothered. The plants could do with some water. They opened the door to the gym, looking around once before entering. They didn't bother with introductions or greeting the gym trainers they met along the way. Simply taking off their hood had silenced them - perhaps they knew that she wasn't the type to drop by for a visit without reason. The psychic was reluctantly glad for that, less trouble for her to find the grassy gym leader hiding among the forest of a gym she had. (Not that she was any better with her own.) A reliable gym trainer led her to where Erika was and left just as quickly as they had come. "I heard you gave up the spot on becoming a city admin." Sabrina began, not giving the young woman a chance to greet her and offer some sort of pleasantries. (Although, she would have taken any tea if offered.)Her gaze was not focused on the grassy gym leader but on their surroundings. Plants as always filled the room. Not a spot of cement as far as her eyes could see from where she was. It wasn't what she had come to talk about, but it was a start. The psychic then turned her attention away from their surroundings, waiting for some sort of response. Cool ruby eyes stared at the younger woman. timeline | before the war started, before saffron.[/style]

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[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #0de01f solid;][style=font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 20px;][style=float: left; background-color: #0de01f; height: 200px; width: 100px; margin-right: 10px;] [style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style] [/style]Despite the water pounding on the greenhouse-esque windows surrounding the second floor of the gym from the unrelenting rain outside, the interior of the Celadon City Gym was as warm as ever, almost like summertime humidity. It was perfect for the plants that practically made up the entire gym – trees, grass, flowers, ferns, toadstools, anything that wasn’t concrete...not that there was much within the Gym walls to begin with. ”Miss, someone’s here.” One of the trainers that made residence in the Gym alerted Erika before vanishing among the plants as suddenly as they’d appeared. I wonder who it could be... the Gym Leader thought, sitting straighter and pulling her gaze from the little Bellsprout that had been milling about not too far from her. They had been just so cute. The rustling of grass alerted Erika to the arrival of whomever it was. A heartbeat later her question was answered as the Psychic-type Leader of Saffron appeared. Pleasantly surprised, Erika stood, opening her mouth to speak when she was cut off. She blinked twice and her gaze fell to the floor for a moment, an eyebrow half-quirked. Straight to the point, I guess? Looking up with a cheerful smile on her face, Erika spoke. ”Good to see you too Sabrina, though I do wish you’d have told me you were coming, I could have made proper arrangements. Want anything to drink? Something warm maybe? It must be cold because of the rain~” Her voice was light, practically a chirp. Green eyes darted to one of the trainers a number of yards away and they nodded, vanishing. They would make some tea to offer regardless of Sabrina’s answer. ”Anyway...” Erika began, her voice dropping slightly as she folded her hands in front of her sternum, ”...I did give up that opportunity. It’s not my cup of tea, really...” Surely Sabrina hadn’t come to state something they both already knew? ”Why?” [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]the unrelenting rain outside,[/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px;]❚ WORDS: 319 ❚ TAGS: Lurker as Sabrina ❚ NOTES: -- ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]

[lurker]

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[style=margin-top: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color:ccc; background-color: 040505; text-align: justify; padding: 0 10;]There was a light hum from the psychic as she approached the younger woman. It was neither approving or disapproving, simply thoughtful. "Do as you wish." She answered, spying the silent exchange between the grassy gym leader and one of her trainers. Sabrina wasn't about to turn down tea from one of the very few gym leaders she considered to be a good friend. As for her question, she took her time answering, as if carefully deciding what words to use, like underlying eggshells or mines she had to avoid. "I was simply curious," came an almost languid answer. Of all people, she knew it was better to hear the news herself than to rely on messages and rumors and found herself faintly amused by the expression Erika had used. Not her cup of tea. "as to how this will effect Saffron while I'm away." She finished, dropping the entire reason for her arrival. And not a second later, a gym trainer had arrived. A hot pot of tea in one hand and cups in another. They quickly set up a spot for them at a small table on the side before scampering off as quickly as the came. They appeared to make themselves scarce around them, as if knowing they were intruding on something sensitive. The psychic found a spot nearby. The cups poured, steam rising and leaving them. [/style]

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[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #0de01f solid;][style=font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 20px;][style=float: left; background-color: #0de01f; height: 200px; width: 100px; margin-right: 10px;] [style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style] [/style]The answer made Erika pause, and she realized that even she hadn’t thought that part through. How would the decisions of one Gym Leader effect the neighboring cities and towns, not just their own? That was something she hadn’t thought of. Oh dear. A flash of worry passed through her as she feared her lack of willingness to speak out against the popular decision and cause conflict had caused potential trouble for Sabrina and her city of Saffron. All I wanted to do was protect the people of Celaon! She almost wanted to whimper with her concern. ”I...I had not thought of that, Sabrina.” she managed to murmur, her face flushing slightly. A nervous fidget tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears. ”I can only hope nothing bad will happen to your city. With Lux in control I imagine it will stay in pristine shape?” her optimism was hopefully not wasted, and luck was on her side when the trainer of her Gym showed up once again with the pot of tea, saving her from having to fret more over her decision. ”Thank you~” she called as they vanished swiftly behind plants once they set up a small table for the two young women to sit at. Erika gestured toward the table when Sabrina moved and followed her friend to the table, taking a seat after the warm drink was poured for them both. Glancing up, Erika nodded to the cups of tea. She found it proper to let her guest pick which she wanted before herself. ”You first, Sabrina.” she said cheerfully. [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]luck was on her side,[/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px;]❚ WORDS: 265 ❚ TAGS: Lurker as Sabrina ❚ NOTES: -- ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]

[lurker]

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[style=margin-top: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color:ccc; background-color: 040505; text-align: justify; padding: 0 10;]Her gaze flickered Erika's gradually panicking form. Dark eyes hiding her amusement through thin slits. She didn't appear to think things through, nor did she pick up on the little hint the psychic had given. She pursued her lips as Erika voiced her concerns regarding her city. It hadn't occurred to her sooner, so why should it matter to her now? the dark voice in the back of her mind nipped. Yes, Erika seemed genuinely concerned, but she didn't think things through. Sabrina didn't fault her on that. It might have been wise for her to leave while she can. Alliances between the cities were forged through the gym leaders and the association. Now, with the rise of Lux, the faces were changing, and she wasn't one for change."That is something even I don't know." The future was always murky, and she knew better than to trust them. Well, at least fully trust them. After all, the reason she had come was because of one of these visions. Sabrina allowed the cup to cool in her hands before taking a sip. The tension and awkwardness between them was thicker than the mist on Mt. Pyre. Erika was probably questioning her own actions, her intentions. Doubt didn't suit the grass type gym leader. "I am not here to change your decision." She was curious, yes. Would she have liked Erika to pick up the mantle, perhaps. But she was not going to force things her way. Things happened for a reason, no matter how good or bad they may seem. She allowed the cup to rest back on the table, folding her hands on her lap. Her back straightened, forcing herself to sit more ridged and properly than before. She left no room for assumption. There was no skirting around the issue. "Erika, I am leaving." It was clear that she hadn't meant leaving as in leaving right now. She had to say it now or no one - not even that underling she had put in her place - would know why she left. The psychic had not meant simply dropping her place as a city admin or even a gym leader. Leaving, she meant something more.[/style]

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[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #0de01f solid;][style=font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 20px;][style=float: left; background-color: #0de01f; height: 200px; width: 100px; margin-right: 10px;] [style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style] [/style]Erika took her cup of tea up after Sabrina did, and she raised it to her lips to take a drink, watching her friend with wide green eyes like a cat. She listened quietly when the Psychic spoke, now more curious as to why she was here than before. Although she had felt Sabrina wasn’t the sort to try to change a decision, Erika thought better than to put it past anybody, even her friend, to try to do something they thought was right given the state of things. However, the Grass-type specialist about froze when Sabrina gave her shortest, simplest, but most powerful statement of the day. ”L-leaving?” she squeaked, placing her cup on the table quickly lest she accidentally drop it from any other news Sabrina had that may as well have pulled a carpet out from beneath Erika’s feet. ”But why?” her voice was small and worrying, not dissimilar to that of a younger person faced with a tough decision. Who will take care of Saffron?! Erika chewed her lip, crossing her hands on the table and locking her fingers together so that she wouldn’t drum annoyingly on the table, as she often did when agitated in one way or another. ”You won’t be gone forever, though.” she tried to say confidently, though her voice failed her towards the end, and she only tried to reassure herself with a small ”...right?” [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]most powerful statement,[/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px;]❚ WORDS: 234 ❚ TAGS: Lurker as Sabrina ❚ NOTES: maybe this is more girly :c ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]

[lurker]

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[style=margin-top: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color:ccc; background-color: 040505; text-align: justify; padding: 0 10;]As if satisfied that her words had finally gotten through, Sabrina picked up her cup once more and drank. It wasn't as bitter as she had wanted it to be, but it didn't suit Erika to have that kind of tea. It was more calming than anything else. She let Erika voice her concerns as she had expected. The frosty psychic let no outward gestures indicate what her mind was going through. She would not let Erika know the hesitance she had coming here, especially without Kadabra by her side, ready to block and detect whatever else could escape from their conversation. "I've already made arrangements for Saffron." Sabrina said calmly, knowing the grass type gym leader was probably wondering what would happen to her city while she was away. Her tone was kept calm as if talking of something monotonous like reporting back one's findings. "Someone will act in my place as if I am still here." She remembered the hesitance and disbelief of her follower she'd asked to do so. Of all the people, they didn't appear to be someone that she should have chosen. There were plenty others more loyal and more talented to take her place. But this particular one was who she had seen. She moved her empty cup back on the table, pushing it slightly towards pot, indicating that she would like more. "I won't be gone forever." Sabrina confirmed. Simply gone for now. There was plenty of work to be done elsewhere and simply using the excuse of teleporting around would be enough. There were things she needed to investigate. The meaning of her vision was one thing. Stronger and more incomprehensible than the others. She needed to find out what it had meant. The cold feeling of deja vu came with every moment she made. It was done before, everything was as it should be - even leaving, even telling Erika that she would leave. It was a disgusting feeling to be shadowed. notes apparently our characters are gender confused, kane.[/style]

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[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #0de01f solid;][style=font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 20px;][style=float: left; background-color: #0de01f; height: 200px; width: 100px; margin-right: 10px;] [style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style] [/style]Erika watched her friend with round, nervous eyes, though she admittedly felt a bit better when Sabrina revealed she’d taken care of preparations for Saffron City while she was away. ”It’s good to hear you won’t be gone forever, Sabrina...” the grass specialist said, smiling slightly and setting her own cup down, reaching for the pot of tea and pouring it carefully into the drained cup Sabrina had offered for that purpose. The cup was filled and the pot set back down, before Erika pushed it back towards her friend. ”I’m sure Saffron will be fine.” she told Sabrina, her expression more cheerful than it had been. ”You know your city and the people in it better than anyone, im sure your judgement is the best for something like this.” The Gym Leader took a moment to straighten her headband, ”Just...promise me you’ll be safe, Sabrina?” she asked, her voice quiet and threatening to squeak with worry. Her friend didn’t give any indication to where she may go in the near future, or where she would stay, and without contact Erika knew she mgiht not hear from the Psychic for weeks or months at a time. ”I don’t want you getting hurt or anything...” [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]the best for something,[/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px;]❚ WORDS: 204 ❚ TAGS: Lurker as Sabrina ❚ NOTES: apparently so ;A; //waves wand at post "BE GIRLY" ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]

[lurker]

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[style=margin-top: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color:ccc; background-color: 040505; text-align: justify; padding: 0 10;]Sabrina said nothing to that. She had mixed feelings about coming back. There was an undeniably strong feeling that she shouldn't, that something ... not good would happen if she were to return. At the same time, she knew that there will be the feeling of homesickness chasing after her. The lingering ties she had with others here, like with Erika. Like her gym. Like the city she had watched over since she had first taken the role of gym leader. The psychic watched as Erika filled her cup once more. Once again since she had left her city, she had thought back to her preparations. Everything was set according to the familiarity of the situation, using that deja vu as a guide. Would Saffron City be safe because of it? She could only hope. If not ... She took a sip from her cup, unsure of how to reply. The psychic was touched. Of course, Erika was unassuming, innocent, genuinely concerned. Even if all goes wrong for a friend, she had a feeling that the grass type specialist would stand by their side and help them up. It was one of her charms, she supposed. "There is no need to worry about me. Fear that these changes. Fear that they may not be for the better." She placed her tea cup back on the table and moved to stand. For once during the entire conversation, emotion slipped into her tone, "I fear for you, Erika." The psychic said, placing a hand on her shoulder before quickly letting go. The contact was awkward but fitting to get her words across, nothing more. She pretended as if she hadn't said or done that and continued on, "I believe I overstayed my welcome." The woman nodded to the tea, as if saying thanks. "Good bye, Erika." notes ... no comment. & every time saffron + safe in the same sentence i start lol'ing. if this wasn't set before that. [/style]

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[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #0de01f solid;][style=font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 20px;][style=float: left; background-color: #0de01f; height: 200px; width: 100px; margin-right: 10px;] [style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][style=border: 2px #ebebeb solid; height: 80px; width: 80px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px;][/style] [/style]Erika listened to her friend in silence, nothing more than eyes and ears. Her careful green gaze followed Sabrina’s movements. The Psychic-type Gym Leader made it clear she was intending to depart shortly before she made any direct action or said anything that clearly stated that. Despite her words, Erika knew that she would continue to fear for her friend. The world was becoming dangerous once again – if it couldn’t be classified as that already. She just hoped she would see her friend again. That was all that she could ask for. Surprise spread throughout the younger woman when a hand was placed upon her shoulder, but that wasn’t nearly as surprising as the words that came from her. Erika swallowed, suddenly sensing that there was more to the situation and circumstances of Sabrina’s leave than she understood at the moment. She knew she would mull this over in an attempt to sleep tonight. She watched her friend’s back as it retreated back to the near maze of bushes that would lead her to the doors. Erika’s hands lowered into her lap and she sat back, watching after her friend as she exited. ”Goodbye, Sabrina...” she said quietly, finally looking down, her mouth caught between a frown and neutral expression. [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]Goodbye Sabrina,[/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1px;]❚ WORDS: 210 ❚ TAGS: Lurker as Sabrina ❚ NOTES: lol XD *goes to see how girly this one was* // ...EGG HATCH she's male. ;AAAAA; ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]