Mar 21, 2018 0:22:00 GMT -6
Post by Ryouta Takigawa on Mar 21, 2018 0:22:00 GMT -6
Some days I can't get out of my head That's just the dark side of me To say it had been a long night was one hell of an understatement.
You could never tell what a night at the club had in store - and some nights definitely went better than others. This particular night, there had been multiple fights that had broken out, and out of stress - Ryou had one too many drinks as he entertained the masses and tried to keep the party going, per his job description. Drunken fights weren't exactly his department - but when they got too close for comfort, he was to step in and break it apart. This particular night, two guys decided to climb onto the stage and begin a fight over what the DJ had presusmed was over an overly drunken woman.
Their mistake was taking their fight into his territory.
He wasn't too kind in doing so, Necrozma definitely taking a hand in doing so. The Legend always loved it wen Ryouta got a little too riled up, taking it as permission to come out a little more than usual. This time, perhaps it had gone a little too far, but a couple punches and the fear of a dark chuckle with some polyphonic talking action had scared the two off - leaving the poor woman dazed in their wake. It might have been better for her this way, despite how pissed she had looked when she glared at Ryou before turning on her heel and storming off. Of course, even though he didn't remember any fists coming into contact with his own body, the soreness that began to set in told him otherwise.
With Necrozma, there would always be dark spots in his memory.
Stifling a yawn, the man made his way into a locally owned pastry and coffee shop - one he frequented each morning he worked late - or early - at the club. He had his mind set on two things, a large cup of strong as hell coffee and a pastry or two. He knew that without a fix of both, he would feel like hell when he woke up later that day - and it was mornings like this that he put barely anything in his coffee, needing the swift kick it would bring.
Upon seeing him and his Silvally enter, the lady behind the counter gave him her usual bright smile, recognizing him and putting in his order right away. The bonus of being a regular customer, he supposed, whatever it was, it meant less talking for him... and maybe that was a good thing right now. He thanked the lady, paid for his order and left a sizable tip, knowing well she could use it... and, well, more often than not did she deal with his grumpy ass. Locating a remote table in the far corner, he sat himself down and did himself the first real favor he had all morning - take a drink from the coffee.
Next to him, Naga settled to lay on the floor, taking the opportunity to stretch a little. These times were rare, both able to sit back and relax a little - nothing pressing on time, nobody breathing down their necks. Within the next moments, Ryouta reached into the bag, pulling his pastries and an additional item which found its way onto a plate on the floor next to the Silvally - a malasada. Of course... there were perks to putting up with the gijinka as well, an this was one of them.
And they both knew their next destination after this - their apartment, and the bed within.
When the lights go out, I need to know Are you afraid of the dark? Coded by Galaxy Mutt
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Mar 21, 2018 2:24:15 GMT -6
Post by ASHTON WRIGHT on Mar 21, 2018 2:24:15 GMT -6
[nospaces][googlefont=Karma][googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","overall"] [attr="class","doublebox"] [attr="class","part1"] [attr="class","text1"]asdfghjkl, hope this works [attr="class","part2"] Ash was out hunting for food. Yes, he could make his own breakfast but having the same simple thing for several days in a row gets stale quickly. He'd make something else but there were a few issues with that. For one, he forgot to do his grocery shopping. For another, he....really can't cook. The last time he tried frying an egg it got burnt. The time before that he cracked the shell into the egg. And the then before that he...well, simply put, something always went wrong when he was in the kitchen. It was to the point that, back home and even now, he was never allowed to enter it without a watchful eye on him just in case he managed to set fire to, say, the table...again.The only difference was that back then it was usually a servant - a human servant - who supervised him. Now, it was his pokemon who took the job.[break][break] After seeing him linger around the kitchen, looking over the various ingredients they still had, Regina was quick to pick up that he wanted something different then just bread and jam or plain margarine for his morning meal and quickly shooed him out of the small kitchen area by hissing angrily at his heels. He didn't need to understand pokemon to be able to decipher the look on his friend's face - nope, don’t even try!. With a sigh, he figured that it was either let his team cook for him - which, admittedly, often produced more decently made food than he ever could - or simply take a break from having breakfast at home and go out to look for something to chew on. [break][break] Tossing on his coat and with Edward at his heels, the young man left their apartment.[break][break] ”Oh, I can look after myself, you know?” Ash complained to his friend, who stoically kept pace by his side as they strolled the streets for anything that caught his eye. ”I don’t need to be babysat all the time.” He added, rolling his eyes. He loved his team, he really did, but sometimes they could be so overbearing - not that he minded, he thought with a chuckle, it was actually pretty…sweet. He just couldn’t help but poke fun at it, at their incessant worry over him as if he was a young pup, like Lucinda. In reply, Edward only huffed.[break][break] A little while later, a pastry shop caught Ash’s attention and the man made a move to open its doors and walk in - however, at the sight, Edward gave a low growl, biting down on Ash’s long coat and trying to yank him away. To his companion’s vain attempts to get him to eat healthily, the human only laughed and all but dragged the Silvally into the shop. ”Don’t be such a spoil-sport, ‘duard! A little indulgence never hurt anyone.” He teased softly, as the lady who manned the counter greeted them. [break][break] Inclining his head towards her in greeting, striding up confidently to the counter, Ash was quick to make his decision after giving the menu - and the pastries on sale - a once over. For himself he ordered tea and a slice of apple pie and cake, while for Edward he got water and a shepherd’s pie. After paying for their meal and receiving the food, he thanked the woman and took a seat at a nearby table - but that ended up not being their final seat, as he noticed a man in the far corner of the shop similarly accompanied by a Silvally.[break][break] ”Lookie, Ed.” He muttered to his pokemon, gently nudging Edward with a foot. ”Let’s see if you can make friends, alright?” It’s a proposition that upset the pokemon, but nevertheless Edward followed after Ash, who moved to a table beside the other male. ”Sorry to disturb.” He apologised with a light chuckle, noting how tired and just done with everything the stranger looked. ”I just couldn’t help but notice well…” He gestured to the man’s Silvally. ”That you have a Silvally as well.”[break][break]For the moment, Ash stopped, glancing down at Edward. He hadn’t really thought much past, ‘My brooding bodyguard might actually relax around another of his kind and finally have a friend outside the team’. Needless to say, he didn’t really know how else to continue the conversation and simply gave the man a small smile. Oh boy, he really hoped he wasn’t going to regret this…[break][break] [newclass=.overall]margin:auto;width:600px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.doublebox]display:flex;margin-top:-3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.part1]background-color:#b89c98; width:140px; padding:10px;font-family:Quicksand;[/newclass] [newclass=.text1]background-color:#dbbeba; padding:10px; font-size:11px;margin-bottom:7px;[/newclass] [newclass=.part2]background-color:#fff;width:450px; padding:20px;font-family:Karma;font-size: 12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.part2 b]font-weight:normal;color:#af1553;[/newclass] [newclass=.ping1]text-align:right;[/newclass]
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