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Post by Everett Jackson Wilmont on Nov 18, 2012 19:07:00 GMT -5
Words;; 502 Tags;; Levi Joshua Garner Eggs;; No eggs here Layout by Kuroya Notes;; In my head, Akhbar is a Krookodile Gijinka, but eh, he can really be anything. XD I imagine it might be a little hard for Levi to scare off a Krookodile to save poor Ever. *shot*
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Everett muttered under his breath, nearly overbalancing as he darted around a corner, his lungs burning and his legs aching. In fact, he very well would have fallen if it weren't for the swift push that came under his arm, a flicker of his eyes confirming that it was indeed Ni that had pushed him up, the gentler head of his Doduo Hydra. He hadn't meant to piss that guy off by not being able to pronounce his name - and come on, how many Akhbars could there even be in Aether in the first place? - but he had, and the guy was chasing after him. He let out a loud yelp as the ground again lurched underneath him, his eyes widening again in alarm. He didn't know exactly what type of Gijinka he had managed to piss off, but given the deep reddish color of the man's hair and the way the ground was now heaving beneath his feet so that it set the delivery boy's teeth on edge, his body quaking in fear as instincts imparted to him from foreign DNA in his own veins told him to run and fast, he didn't think it would be too far off the mark to assume that the guy was a Krookodile Gijinka or maybe a Camerupt. Definitely something that was part Ground-type though. It was times like this that made him glad to have Hydra at his side. The bird might have been gangly and flightless, true, but he was steady at the Seviper Gijinka's side and he wasn't affected by the quakes that so affected his Trainer.
It was with relief that he feasted his eyes on the burned-out buildings of the abandoned sector, already knowing that he could hide in them. Biting his lip, he skidded around another corner, one hand coming out to help him make the turn by grasping onto a rusted old stop sign, and although he let out a low hiss when his palm got scraped, he ignored it in favor of darting into the open archway that must have once been the ornate doorway of a glorious high-priced house or business, Hydra right at his heels as he darted into a closet on the side, the Doduo hugged close to his chest as he set his wide eyes on the door, trying to quiet his pounding heart in the fear that someone would hear it and find him. He heard a series of booted feet pound near his hiding place, and it was all he could do to stifle the sharp hiss of fear, his teeth digging into the index finger of the hand he had pressed to his mouth to try to muffle his sound. "Search the place," a cold voice commanded from a little outside the door, none other than Akhbar himself. "I don't want the brat escaping." Well shit. This just wasn’t shaping up to be a good day for Everett, not at all…
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Post by Levi Garner on Dec 11, 2012 17:42:37 GMT -5
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With this ongoing fight behind the scenes with Epispect, everyone needed the means to sustain themselves and if it meant beating up a few lowlife punks, then so be it. Still, they were making this difficult for him and Levi certainly wasn't happy about the fact he was chasing someone halfway across the district. After a while they stopped though, well Akhbar did anyways. The idiot seemed confused as to where the kid could have disappeared to, but this worked to Levi's advantage as he could finally do his job. " Hey fatass," Levi called out from the rooftops. " Lose something?"
A wicked grin sat on his lips as he bounced off from the roof, hitting the ground hard. His hands brushed against the cracked payment as he pushed himself to his feet. "Did you lose our money perhaps?" The male quipped, tilting his head slowly. "Or were we going to harvest your organs to sell to the Black Market, I can't remember what the deal was. I'd take either, though I'd rather not have to take your stinking caucus into our headquarters for dissection." The smile never left his face, of course Levi thought it was disgusting, but he was never around to see such things. He could only assume that went on behind closed doors and even if he didn't, it was still a scary threat.
"What's it going to be? I'm a busy guy you know."
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Post by Everett Jackson Wilmont on Dec 12, 2012 6:28:50 GMT -5
Words;; 655 Tags;; Levi Joshua Garner Eggs;; No eggs here Layout by Kuroya Notes;; There you go, one terrified little Ever for Levi to rescue! *shot so hard*
Everett trembled against Hydra, his arms tightening around the fuzzy down of the two-headed bird, unable to quite keep himself from biting down harder on the index finger that had found its way into his mouth. He didn't want to die here! He was terrified of the very thought! As the footsteps grew closer and closer to his hiding place, the urge to let out a scared hiss grew more and more, which subsequently caused him to bite down harder and harder until finally, something made the footsteps pause. Heart pounding in his throat, the Seviper Gijinka strained his ears to try to figure out what was going on out there. He knew someone else was on the scene, someone whose voice the door blurred to a nondescript hum despite the black-haired boy's best attempts to decipher it, and that someone must have taken up Akhbar's attention since there wasn't anything getting closer to him. Still, he couldn't hear anything, and as terrified as he was of being discovered and then very likely hauled back into some dark alleyway to have his body torn apart for the transfusion that had saved his life. He may not have wanted this transfusion, but now that he had it, he didn't want to die. He was afraid of death. And if he died here for his body to be torn apart, he would fail his uncle and his older brother, who had given up so much for him to be able to go on living. Sure, it might have been too much in Everett's opinion, but it was done now, and like his uncle always said, there wasn't any use in crying over spilled Moomoo milk.
Unable to take waiting any longer in suspense, not knowing whether he was going to live or die, he reached forward with the arm he had previously wrapped around Hydra, the hand trembling before he curled his clammy fingers around the cool brass of the door handle, slowly turning it in ever increasing increments that made him feel like he was going to scream out of the sheer fright that was pervading him and mounting higher just from the unknown before he could finally yank the door open just a small crack, the difference becoming immediate as he could suddenly hear words that were previously muffled beyond recognition. Though when he heard a cold voice state that "Hey, there's no need for those kinds of threats, brat, I've got your money right here." Oh Arceus. The man who had been chasing him was standing right outside the closet door. Everett's hand shot back from the metal so fast that it almost seemed as if he'd been burned, the boy's trembling starting all over again as he clung to his Pokemon in a tight grip. Ichi let out a soft sound, nearly inaudible but yet deafingly loud in Everett's paranoia, where the very sound of his beating heart was going to give him away, but he was thankful for the Doduo head's show of concern when he rubbed his beak against his Trainer's shoulder. The action, simple as it was, instilled a sense of calm into Everett, making his tense muscles relax a little. Of course, all that ended as soon as he heard the next words to come out of Akhbar's mouth. "Here's your money, and y'know what, just to show what a nice guy I am, there's a brat in here with some nice DNA for you guys to use, and if you can find him, he's all yours." He barely even heard the sound of money being caught from a throw across the room, not when he was biting on his finger so hard that he could taste the copper tang of blood on his tongue and his muscles were so tightly wound that he felt like he'd explode at any moment. He was just so terrified of being found...
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Post by Levi Garner on Feb 16, 2013 19:41:42 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D13434; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]IN'T A SCENE *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i.imgur.com/45860.gif); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #D13434 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] IT'S A GODDAMN ARMS RACE [/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS 383 ❚ TAGS EVERETT ❚ NOTES hey fatass[/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;] Levi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring the other down as he caught the money with his hands. The kid was still here somewhere, but the eighteen year old didn't have time to deal with that - at least not yet. "Whatever, I've got what I want now get out of here before I change my mind and make a real mess out of you." His body sparked dangerously, one hand hastily stuffing the money away into his back pocket, careful not to let his gaze drop from the other man. He hadn't exactly been pleased to have been called a brat, but Levi knew better than to beat someone up even though they had just paid back a loan. It sucked because as much as he wanted to, the eighteen year old was putting a lot of restraint into not attacking Achkbar.
Dark eyes continued to watch the other, only letting out a sigh of relief when Achkbar had left the abandoned building - the creaky door slamming shut behind him. "He's gone, you can come out now." Levi spoke, just loud enough so that his voice could be heard. Walking across the floor, he found himself a chair and sat down. "I'll give you five minutes to come out of your hiding spot before I leave," The Rocket stated, "Though I can't guarantee you'll get out in one piece if I leave. I bet you anything he's waiting to ambush you somewhere." He kicked his feet up, resting them on the nearby desk. The whole place looked like it used to be some old office building, this was probably where some secretary sat.
"And I'm not going to hurt you, I'm not Epispect. I only hurt those blundering idiots when they don't pay up on their loans." Levi rolled his eyes lightly, considering taking a moment to count the money that was in his back pocket. It wasn't worth it and at any rate, it wouldn't be all that difficult to track Achkbar down again had he failed to produce all of the money. If he didn't do it, Oliver certainly would have and then blood really would have been spilled. "Come on brat, I'm leaving."
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Post by Everett Jackson Wilmont on Feb 16, 2013 20:25:18 GMT -5
Words;; 587 Tags;; Levi Joshua Garner Eggs;; No eggs here Layout by Kuroya Notes;; *cackles evilly* Here you go Levi, one Ever at your feet! And just so you know, the way Ever's sitting, his head is ABOUT level with Levi's crotch *slaughtered*
Everett's arms were still wrapped around Hydra's neck, Ni leaning down to nuzzle him affectionately as the submissive head was prone to do, while Ichi was keeping an ear out for the three of them. The shy little Seviper Gijinka had his head buried in Hydra's fluffy feathers, eyes closed as he waited for someone to find him, his frightened brain filtering out the words into just sounds because he was simply too terrified to want to know what it was the two were saying out there. Only it never happened. He heard the creaky door slamming shut, and then the second voice spoke, the one that belonged to the person he didn't know. His arms loosened from their death grip around his Pokemon's neck, curiosity taking over. The person didn't sound like he wanted to kill the Seviper Gijinka. In fact, it sounded like just the opposite. Timidly, the raven-haired boy reached forward with one hand, fingers curling around the door knob as he hesitated. Just because he could come out didn't mean that he was safe, right? He could be walking out right into an ambush. Though the other did have a point, that guy he was supposed to have delivered to probably was lying in wait for him to wander out and then kill him. The boy's hand trembled against the brass of the doorknob even as he slowly eased it open, taking a step or two closer so that he could peek out through the little gap he'd made.
The first thing he got was a shock of golden blond hair that made him blink in surprise. He knew that there was a fair number of odd hair colors around Aether, what with all the Gijinka transfusions changing hair colors about, but there was something about the blond that just made him want to reach out and run his fingers through the other's hair to see if it really was as soft as it looked. He blinked at the reassurance, struck dumb for a moment by the fact that the other seemed so keen to try to give him a sense of calm after the fright that Achkbar had given him, and it was that feeling that spurred him into pushing open the door a little more, even if he did hide the majority of his body behind it, only allowing part of his arm and about half of his face to be visible when he spoke. "I'm not afraid of Epispect. I was hiding because he was going to take my DNA and then kill me. I don't wanna die. Not just for delivering someone's important packages." He knew that he should probably just come out, but he was just still a little keyed up from the chase, his body pumped full of adrenaline and telling him that anyone could hurt him right now if he wasn't careful. But before he could do anything more, Ichi let out a huff and pushed against his back, making the Seviper Gijinka let out a little hiss of surprise as the door swung wide, dumping him out in a tumbled heap on the floor. The young courier righted himself from where he was lying on his belly, rubbing the back of his head as he opened his eyes and then froze, slowly tilting his head up to look at his savior, the one whose feet he had now landed at. Well, as far as first meetings went, that couldn't have gone all too much worse...
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Post by Levi Garner on Jun 21, 2013 15:39:56 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D13434; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]IN'T A SCENE *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i.imgur.com/45860.gif); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #D13434 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] IT'S A GODDAMN ARMS RACE [/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS 303 ❚ TAGS EVERETT ❚ NOTES hey fatass[/style][STYLE=background-color: #1d1d1d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;] "Ah, there you are. " The eighteen year old started quietly, grabbing lightly at Everett's hair to hold the male's head up. "Maybe I should make you pay for having to save your life, " While the idea was certainly appealing, the blond didn't have the time, nor the interest in trying to break the boy in. For all he knew, those bastards were loitering around outside the building, just waiting for Levi to come outside. He wasn't about to sit around and let himself get caught, especially when the Jolteon Gijinka now had baggage to worry about. Just going from appearances, the kid didn't look like he knew how to handle himself and would probably die if he got caught up in a fire fight. That didn't leave the eighteen year old with very many options because even if he knew what he was doing, the guy wasn't a miracle worker.
Letting go of the kid, he kept his eyes focused on him - somewhat weary of having the sniffling teenager this close to him. "Well, whatever. I doubt you'd know what you're doing anyways. " He probably wouldn't have been able to finish it quickly, though... his face was rather pretty. It would have definitely looked nice with- oh no, Levi wasn't going down that path right now. The eighteen year old wanted to get out of here, he wanted to go back to the base and take a shower. After having spent all that time chasing Achkbar down, he felt gross and the only way to cure that was with a nice, hot shower.
"C'mon, let's get out of here. " Levi spoke before standing up, his eyes never looking away from the male and his Pokémon. "That is, unless you'd rather stay here - I'm sure that filth is still skulking around somewhere."
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Post by Everett Jackson Wilmont on Jun 21, 2013 18:14:13 GMT -5
Words;; 383 Tags;; Levi Joshua Garner Eggs;; No eggs here Layout by Kuroya Notes;; So Levi... would you like your superhero kiss now or later? *shot*
Everett let out a soft whimper when he felt fingers curling in the cropped raven hair, tugging on it so that his gaze was drawn up to look at the other's face. His sapphire eyes started watering, but he managed to blink around the tears welling up there to see the other, and as soon as he set his sight on the other, he inhaled a gasp that had a hiss in the undertone. The other boy was absolutely beautiful, his longer blond hair falling over a pair of soft brown eyes, and the Seviper Gijinka found himself blushing self-consciously and trying to look down. "I, uh... don't have any money," he murmured softly, biting on his lip and trying not to hiss out of sheer nervousness. "I got really sick a long time ago, with the virus, and my brother and my uncle gave up everything they had to save me. I send everything that I don't need to feed me and my Pokemon and keep a roof over our heads to them so that, maybe, one day I can repay them for saving my life." He looked up through his lashes. "If... if there's anything else I can do for you, though... please, I want to thank you properly for saving my life."
He heard Hydra shift behind him, the Doduo padding over to him, and he turned around with a blush, reaching around to hug the Normal-type before Ichi pulled away with a huff and then Ni nuzzled his chest. "No no, I don't wanna stay here. I... I don't want him to come back and kill me." He bit his lip as Ni tugged him up to his feet, his hands fisting on the strap his messenger bag. "I know I shouldn't ask you, but... would you stay with me to make sure he doesn't come back?" He really did hope that the other boy was willing to walk him all the way back to his apartment, but he didn’t dare to get his hopes up too high. He’d feel lucky walking away knowing what the boy’s name was, especially if he had a promise to see him again. After all, he did have to thank his savior properly. It would go against his nature to do anything different!
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