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[bestsweater]

[There is a giant, living boulder...thing on campus. It's snake-like in appearance and is just kind of milling about, sticking its giant rock nose into bushes, peering into second-story windows, leaving the campus lawn all torn up in its wake. Hey man, you can't be a massive stone-serpent and not leave a some kind of trail. It's around various places all day, and very clearly seems to be giving the place a once-over.

One might easily ignore the young man that accompanies this gargantuan creature (or is it the other way around?) if not for the fact that he is wearing an obnoxious shade of bright orange. Still, it might take you a few moments to notice him, given the sheer size of his rock-like companion. He carries a backpack, and a map which he refers to every so often.

What is most interesting about this duo, perhaps, is the fact that they seem to be actively conversing, albeit in different languages. Occasionally this mysterious arrival hitches a ride on his stony friend along their self-guided tour. It's obvious that they're evaluating the school with a sort of non-verbal running commentary, perhaps looking for a familiar face or two.

>>FIGHT
>>PkMn
>>ITEM
>>RUN

THE CHOICE IS YOURS.]

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[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Despite the fact that Onix is still growling about his trainer trying to be diplomatic with this little punk, Brock seems relatively unphased. Pokemon will be Pokemon.

It's a little odd that a Charmeleon would just kinda be chilling around, but hey, this school is supposed to be a little odd, isn't it?]

I uh. I'm Brock. Is your trainer a student here?

...If you have a trainer, I mean.

[And there goes ALL THE GOODWILL, PROBABLY.]

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

[What. BROCK. WHAT. He knows who you are. I know it's hard to tell one angry red lizard from a billion other angry red lizards but this one is like seven inches shorter than most.

So he's just gonna punch you now. Maybe that will jog your memory.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Oh God OW. ABORT. ABORT. Onix starts to growl and Brock puts a hand on him, trying to stave off more violence as he recovers from the punch.]

What was that for?

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

[Why couldn't everyone be a Pokemon whisperer? Brock's clearly not getting it, so Char's just gonna roll his eyes and draw out a crude earth badge in the snow.

Get it now, Brock? Because if not he's probably just gonna punch you again.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Well hey that looks like.

An earth bade.]

Oh. OH. You're Green's Charmeleon?

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

[Finally, it clicks. Nodding at Brock now.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Well good maybe now he won't get punched again.]

Is he around?

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

[And more nodding, this time with a roll of the eyes. Silly Brock. What would a Charmeleon be doing at a high school if it wasn't because of his trainer?]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Man what a little jerk.]

Well, uh. Thanks. And sorry again about Onix.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

[Char just snorts all disgruntled-like and turns to slouch back to the fountain. Whaaaatever Brock he's too busy getting his douchebag on to pay attention to you.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Byeeeeee Charmeleon.]