Post by SAGIRAH OUAZIZ on May 26, 2011 18:03:46 GMT -5
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Slateport City. Easily the largest port in Hoenn, maybe even in the whole world. A huge, open air market was here, too, with merchants eagerly touting their wares to the citizenry. It was all so incredible! Why, Sagirah could have spent the whole day, or even the whole week, sightseeing this wondrous, bustling port.
"Abra Abra Ab!" Rafiq admonished his young mistress telepathically. Sagirah sighed quietly and nodded. Her Abra was right, of course. She was supposed to deliver this envelope to one of the engineers at the shipyard. But everything here was just so new and exciting! Couldn't she just have a quick look around the place? Just for two seconds? The albino silently pleaded to the psychic-type, giving him an adorable pair of ruby-colored puppy eyes.
"...Ab! Abra Ab Abra! Abra?" Rafiq grumbled mentally, shaking his head. Sometimes, he wondered just who was the master and who was the pet sometimes. Sagirah literally leapt for joy and squished the poor male as she gave him a fierce Ursaring hug. Then, without any warning whatsoever, she tore off to the nearest stall, ignoring Rafiq's pleads to "Abra Ab Abraaaaa!", figuring he would simply teleport onto her shoulder as he did now.
One hour later...
Wow, the sun here was blistering. Poor Sagirah was Corphish-red from the sunburns she had from head to toe. She slowly limped towards the shipyard while Rafiq chastised her for not being careful enough. Sagirah rolled her large red eyes as he went on and on about the state of her skin; she had heard this rant far too many times to count, and it was all very tiresome for her. Enough to make her suddenly fall on the ground and close her eyes to sleep...
"Abra? Abra Abra Ab, Abra...Abra! Abra Abra!" Rafiq yelled in increasing desperation as he tried shaking his mistress awake, but to no avail. Oh, why had he ever agreed to her silly adventure? Now look at the state she was in. Someone had to help her, before she died and he was captured by some cruel, vicious pirate! Hopefully that someone would come soon, or else both were in serious trouble.
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tags !: alice!
notes !: trololol
credit !: made by zulu of on the edge!