keep your eyes open --* [Lydian!]

[Lydian Bellecourt]

Ragnarok's tail twitched when he saw the Eevee and the Pachirishu at play. He hadn't romped like that since he was out of his pack! Gleefully, he pounces on the two, eager to join in their games. Lancelot merely rolled his eyes, settling down to keep watch in peace, doodling in the dirt with a single blade tip to take the edge off his boredom. Mordred, however, was content to simply take the rest of his berry and flutter up into the trees to eat it in peace.

Lydian growled softly, calming at the sight of the smile. "I don't usually visit the market, I've never really minded living off berries before, though if you'd like, we can try something else." He liked his seat here where he could see Erik and most of his surroundings easily. It made him feel comfortable in that he was certain they were safe, so much so that he had no problem with Erik getting up and walking away from him. It wasn't as if he was leaving his range of sight. Erik would be safe enough here, and so Lydian was content to let the tautness seep from his muscles. Of course, all that tension came shooting right back into him when he saw the creamy pale skin of Erik's bare back. It wasn't a lot of skin that he hadn't seen before, but oh how it had awoken his instinct to claim. Before he was even aware of moving, he had gotten up and was halfway across the distance between him and the innocent Sableye Gijinka, a low growl rumbling deep from within his chest. He had thought the urge to claim Erik as his was strong before... but never had he imagined it would get stronger just like this.

OOC:
... Stupid ToS, this skirts that well enough at the moment, but I'm gonna need to watch it for the next few posts until Erik puts his shirt back on.

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]Quite oblivious to the effect he's having on Lydian, the pair of eyes he felt on him were beginning to turn in to a norm, and Erik wasn't even phased by it as he continued brushing his clothing, before letting it sit in the water for awhile. Leaning further down, he pulled his eyepatch off, careful to keep his eyes closed as he splashed some water on his face, and then replaced the accesory and turned to Lydian with a grin on his face, as he crooked a finger at him. "These need to sit for awhile. Come join me?" he invited, settling down next to the lake with his feet dangling in the water. Leaning back on his hands, the guy tilted his head upwards a little to catch the slight rays of sunshine. His pale body not used to the sunlight, gleamed in the light but stung a little, and eventually the guy shifted so he sat a little more under a tree's shade "Need me to clean your clothes?" he offered, a small blush on his cheeks. "Cerberus usually dries them up for me afterwards."" It was odd, how Lydian's gaze seem to be affecting him more now, trying to hide the flush on his face as he switched his gaze to the ground, glancing at anything but Lydian now. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 12px; text-transform: uppercase;]MADE BY jumpstart! of btn, ote and ls[/style]

[Lydian Bellecourt]

Lydian didn't know what to do. He had to control himself, reel his senses back in before they were cast to the wind. A low snarl escaped his throat and he wrapped his arms around himself, fingers digging into his arms. "Lancelot!" he called, and the little Pawniard immediately knew what to do. He ran forward, darting to his Trainer's side and slashed at his arm, leaving a long, albeit shallow, scratch, that made him howl out in pain and slight rage. The beast was distracted now, more interested in taking care of the wound rather than marking Erik as his own. Still, though, he couldn't be too safe. He turned about only to pause at the sight of Mordred flapping about behind him, wings frantically beating the air to support the additional weight of the Flaffy wool blanket clutched in his claws. Nodding in thanks, Lydian took the blanket, careful not to get his blood on it, and then padded forward and draped in around Erik's shoulders before sitting a few inches out of the water's reach, already busily licking away the blood from his arm. "I can clean them later," he stated in a low growl, still on edge at the thought of how close he was to touching Erik though he was a deal calmer now that the Sableye Gijinka's skin wasn't on plain view anymore.

OOC:
More skirting. That is all.

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]Erik was startled when Lancelot suddenly popped up and slashed at Lydian. It was as if Erik felt the pain himself, and he automatically ran over to Lydian in worry. "Why did Lancelot do that?" he muttered, only to have his words muffled when the blanket was thrown over him. Automatically, Erik pulled the blanket closer to him to cover his bare torso, but his worried eyes still trained themselves on Lydian, frowning when he began licking at his wound. "No, let me see that." the guy murmured, gently pushing Lydian's head away before scrutinizing the wound. Whistling, Cerberus ran up with a small square of cloth Erik used for random wipes, and the guy proceeded to dunk it in to the cool Lake water, and then used the dampened cloth to began cleaning gingerly at the long wound along Lydian's arm, worry creasing his face with lines. "Why did you ask Lancelot to do that?" Erik murmured, his voice slightly pained because, as much as it confused him, it seems as if whatever that hurt Lydian now hurt him too, and Erik didn't like it when Lydian was hurt. Finishing the cleaning, he once more dipped the cloth in the water, but and wiped the wound a last time, before letting it sit with the rest of his clothes, while Erik gently blew on the angry gash. "Don't do that again." he admonished softly, looking at Lydian beratingly before continuing his task. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

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[Lydian Bellecourt]

The suddenness of Erik's presence in his personal space made Lydian tense up a little, but his scent was calming enough to keep Lydian from overreacting and snapping at him. "He did it because I had asked him to," he stated quickly, a growl in his throat even as he continued licking at his wound. He let out a soft growl of protest as he was pushed away from nursing his wound, though there was no real intent in it. There never could be where this one was concerned. He shivered lightly at the touch of the cool water to his wound, though he shifted about to give Erik better access to it. It was simple logic to his mind. His Beta wanted to take care of his wounds, then fine, he would let the Sableye Gijinka clean and dress them. He trusted Erik not to hurt him.

"I was starting to lose control of myself, and he brought me back from that darkness at the end of my road," he answered quietly, the words coming out of his chest in a contented rumble. "I couldn't afford to lose control, not with you so close to me. You couldn't handle me like that, when I'm at my lowest." He gently put his free hand on Erik's cheek, fingers curling to encourage the tilt of a chin up to stare into his eyes. "I did it so that I would not hurt you. I will not do it again if I don't have to, okay?"

OOC:
Kiss him kiss him kiss him *shot so hard*

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]He didn't get it. Why would he intentionally hurt himself? Erik wanted to rebel against that very act, not used to self hurt, or any form of hurt at all. Erik hated blood, war, disagreements, everything that was volatile and destructive, so much so that it was surprising that he would be attracted to someone like Lydian, who was everything Erik was not. But opposites attract, and the two of them were now a prime example of that. Even Lydian's growl was now a comforting thing to him, almost like a lullaby, and something Erik disregarded as he cleaned the wound. Satisfied that the wound at least looked fine now, if not completely healed, the guy wished for the thousandth time that he was an Audino gijinka or something, irritated with himself that he could not do something to help the healing go faster. But Lydian's words distracted him, and he looked up from where he held Lydian's arm, eyes wide and blinking at the words. Though dramatic, Erik was beginning to associated that endearing fact with Lydian, and a faint blush once again dusted his cheeks when he heard his words. His eyes turned soft, gentle, like a shimmering summer sky at Lydian's touch, and Erik instinctively leaned in to it, nuzzling against it as he smiled softly. "You could never hurt me. I trust you." he murmured, and it was as if his body moved automatically. Leaning in, the guy tentatively pressed his lips against Lydian's, gentle and sweet, but unsure of what to do as he pulled back slightly, and hid his blush and laugh by turning his head downwards with a sheepish grin. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

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[Lydian Bellecourt]

The blush on Erik's cheeks... it was beautiful. In that instant, a strong feeling of pride jolted through him, making him feel like he was on top of the world. Nothing could hurt him. Nothing could ever hope to touch him. The look in that beautiful sapphire treasure... nothing could make him more delighted to be there. Erik was there, trusting him despite all the growling and snarling he's done and even curling into him to take in the affection he could give. And then, suddenly, his brain went offline.

Erik's lips... he'd thought they felt nice just on his cheek. But on his own, their chapped skin brushing against each other... it made him just want to hold Erik close and taste him over and over again. It was like the boy was a drug and he simply couldn't get enough. Erik was in his system, and he felt like he was flying in the clouds from the overstimulation, but he didn't want to ever see the ground again either. He could live without it. All he needed was Erik.

A louder growl, the sound borderlining on a snarl now, escaped him and he grabbed Erik's arm, crimson eyes burning. "You shouldn't," he ground out, yanking Erik in close, into his lap to be precise, and connecting their lips again in another kiss. This was what he had been wanting. This drug that was worth everything he had been through. Now that he had found it, he would do everything in his power to keep from letting it go.

OOC:
They're so cute I'm gonna die! *squeals*

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]It was like warm fingers envelop him each time Lydian looked at him, and the touch of his lips on Erik's own stole every coherent thought out of his mind. He felt like a child, fumbling around with something he didn't know about, yet so desperately wanted, a desperation that came from a dormant part of him he didn't even knew existed before this. The growl was his only warning, one that startled the guy a little since it was slightly louder. But before Erik could even try to figure out what was wrong this time, he found himself being yanked in to his lap, and gladly sunk in to the haze of bliss and joy as he found Lydian's lips on his own, giving him all the warmth and desire he needed. In his lap, Erik's legs curled naturally around Lydian's waist, his bottom fitting perfectly as if he was meant to be there. His eyes fluttered close, his arms curling themselves around Lydian's neck to meet his elbows behind the other's head, curling his fingers in his dark haired as he instinctively gave everything he had in to that kiss. It was a sea he gladly drowned in, and even when Erik finally forced himself to lightly pull away when his lungs screamed for air, he was loathe to part from Lydian. Instead, the younger male merely pulled their lips apart, but kept his forehead resting against Lydian's as he panted softly, face flushed and eyes at half-mast. "I... wanted to." he murmured softly, biting his lip at his comment, before leaning in to press another hestitant, soft kiss against Lydian, as if he was learning the ropes. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 12px; text-transform: uppercase;]MADE BY jumpstart! of btn, ote and ls[/style]

[Lydian Bellecourt]

Lydian couldn't believe how right it was to have Erik in his lap. The two of them fit together perfectly, Erik just the right size to mold his body to Lydian's sharp angles with little trouble, almost as if they had been made for each other. More importantly, however, was the pair of legs curled around his waist, holding that body close to him for him to keep close and never let go of again. Ever. So long as he had a say, Lydian would never let Erik escape this web of his, doing whatever it took to keep him there, safe and sound and still. And as for the kiss itself... Lydian loved it. It was a whirlpool dragging them in, the very air around them turned to such a heavy molasses that the only chance for salvation lay in each others' embrace, this primitive exchange of oxygen and emotion and feeling. A single hand on Erik's cheek kept their mouths at the correct angle, the other holding them both upright with fingers splayed over the ground. The fingers in his hair only made him growl softly into the kiss and pour more fire into it, wanting this boy to know exactly what he stirred deep inside the Houndoom Gijinka.

And then, suddenly, they were apart again, lungs heaving for air even though they still touched foreheads, half-open ruby eyes staring into a single half-open sapphire orb and a black eyepatch. "You shouldn't have," he responded in a low growl, throwing himself into the kiss once more when suddenly, there was something bouncing all over him, flailing into his back and biting his arm. Howling, he yanked his arm away only to slip, falling backwards. Eyes wide with only one thought running through his brain - protect your Beta - he crushed Erik to his chest, absorbing the impact against the ground with a grunt and glaring daggers at the Poochyena which was now bouncing spazztically all over the area. He was going to kill Ragnarok...

OOC:
Crisis period number two, successfully avoided! *salutes with a goofy grin, tongue sticking out of her mouth*

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]What was this he was feeling? Warmth all over his body, a tingly feeling running all over his skin as he sunk deeper and deeper in to the abyss of delight that was having Lydian's fingers on him, having his lips moulded to his. Instinctively, Erik tries to push himself closer to Lydian, his own fingers tangling within Lydian's dark hair as the deep kiss dragged on and on, like a drug, an addiction that Erik never wanted to end. When Lydian came to claim the kiss once more, Erik sighed happily but went along with it, learning more as he went along and quite fully controlled by Lydian, willing to do whatever the oher guy wanted now. The heat that was beginning to warm Erik up however, was given a sudden halt when a furry body began bouncing all over, and Erik winced and gasped when he felt himself falling forwards on Lydian, having been putting his whole body weight on him earlier. Erik clung to his chest for a long minute, fingers curling in to Lydian's shirt till he finally realized Ragnarok was the one on high. Only then did the slip of a boy chuckle, an embarassed blush dusting his cheeks as he pushed himself off, noting that he sat straddled on Lydian's waist, before quickly scurrying off, yanking the blanket around his shoulders again. Gently, he picked the bouncy Poochyena off the ground, and laughed at his hyper attitude. "Okay, back in the Pokeball you go Mr. Bundle of Energy." he murmured, handing the pup to Lydian with a shy smile, before heading back to the lake, hiding his embarassment and blushing cheeks. WHat was that all about? His body still ran on high adrenaline from the kiss, and Erik was quite confused to his own reaction at any touch from Lydian. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

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[Lydian Bellecourt]

Lydian snarled low in his throat, the warning to back off as he stared at Ragnarok with burning eyes. This was his time with his Beta! He would not be interrupted by this dumb fluff of a thing! The fire building within him quickly to a raging inferno, especially with the feel of Erik's fingers curled into his shirt as if to seek protection from something that had scared him - yet another strike against the puppy - and at this rate, it was rapidly spiraling out of control far faster than Lydian could even think to stop it. He was ready to throw a fireball at the stupid thing's head, a snarl already building on his lips... when suddenly, all his ire was derailed by the sound of a soft chuckle and the removal of the warmth out of his lap. He growled softly in confusion, not sure whether he should be angry or not when Erik did not seem to be ired at the little thing. He accepted the Pokemon into his arms automatically before he realized what it was and made a face, dumping the thing on the ground and waiting for him to run off and go terrorize the other Pokemon for a while. In such a state, Raganarok didn't stay in a Pokeball for more than a minute before he was out circling the sun or something stupid. Instead he growled grumpily, bringing a knee up to rest his elbow on so that he could pillow his chin on his palm. Just what was that that had caused his instincts to react so violently back there?

OOC:
It's called lust, Lydian, and it makes you want to take Erik and make him forget his own name. XD

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]He laughed again when the Poochyena dashed around all hyper and overactive, but eventually shook his head and went back to the task at hand. Whistling, his Tirtouga appeared on cue with both his shirts on his back, and Erik thanked his fossil Pokemon, pulling the shirts and twisting them to get rid of the water. Shaking them out, Erik whistled again, and this time it was his Houndour who got up from where she sat nibbling at the last berry. "Okay now Cerberus, dry them. Not burn them. I don't have anymore shirts for you to singe." he warned carefully, holding the shirt out to his side. And as instructed, the young female Houndour let loose a low powered flamethrower a little ways off the shirt, just far enough so the flames would dry them shirt but not burn it. Minutes later, both his shirts were crisp and dry, and the guy shrugged off the blanket, cracking his spine by stretching again before pulling the shirt back on, folding the other dried one and stuffing that, along with his blanket back in to his bag. That done, the guy pulled out his bottle, filling it and taking half of the water, before instructing the Houndour to once again use that technique of hers, this time to heat up the water. Erik was sharp, if a little naive at times, and he had noticed how Lydian didn't enjoy the cold water yesterday. As such, the young one instead handed Lydian a bottle of warm water this time, before settling down next to him and laying his head on his shoulder. "Do you feel like going anywhere? Or do you want to just stay here?" [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 12px; text-transform: uppercase;]MADE BY jumpstart! of btn, ote and ls[/style]

[Lydian Bellecourt]

Ragnarok liked running around and playing, especially when he had new friends to play with! Tail wagging in delight, he pranced about before he decided to pounce on Lancelot. It was originally going to be pounce on Mordred, but the bird had given him such an evil eye when he'd thought about it that he'd decided Lancelot was a better target. Wriggling his butt, he darted over behind the Pawniard and then pounced, knocking the little Pokemon off his feet and onto the ground. Yapping with delight, he planted his paws on Lancelot's helmet, declaring himself king of the world! And then it was all over, a strong hand grabbing hold of the scruff of his neck and tugging upwards, bringing him up to stare into burning crimson eyes. He was in for it now. Yelping as he expected a lecture, he was instead was placed up high on a tree branch a good ways from the ground. Howling as he ran about on it, he wailed his unhappiness to the world, but Lydian wasn't going to take him down until he'd stopped trying to break through the sound barrier.

Settling down again and gratefully taking the warm water bottle, Lydian paused to think about it. Where did he want to go? Here was okay, he guessed, but well... he didn't really have a home, per se, just a little hideyhole out in the Abandoned Area so that he could be far away from the world without fear of hurting anyone. "Anywhere is fine," he answered after a long moment of thought, tilting his head to lean his cheek against Erik's hair. "I don't have anywhere to be."

OOC:
... Getting lazy. DX

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred

[erik]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]Blinking wide-eyed as Erik stopped in middle of putting on his shirt, the guy half-wanted to call out to Lydian to not do that, he's going to frighten the wits out of the poor Poochyena. He stopped himself partway though, reminding himself that this was not his Pokemon to deal with, and as such should stay out of his business. Cerberus on the other hand, sniffed at the scared pooch, and then trotted away to lay next to serious-looking Nerio. The proud Houndour had had quite enough of the hyper puppy, and was quite happy to hear his unhappy wailing. Erik was different however, and he winced at each wail he made, even as he lay on Lydian's shoulder. Tilting his head a little to gaze in the general direction of Lydi, he raised his brows. Even Erik had a small little cottage, although he rarely went back there now that his mother was gone, not at all liking being reminded of that fact. But he did have a place to sleep in when the tough got going. Didn't Lydian? "Really? Where do you sleep in? A house? A bed?" Erik asked inquisitively, turning fully now to lay his chin on Lydian's shoulder as he looked at the other male. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

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[Lydian Bellecourt]

Ragnarok was howling loudly, and it was beginning to get on Mordred's nerves. The Murkrow usually didn't let the Poochyena get berries often specifically for this reason. He got loud, he got busy, and he got annoying. Usually when it would happen, he would go knock the thing out so that no one would suffer. Sniffing, in disdain, the little Pokemon flew down to land on Lydian's free shoulder, deciding that the stranger in their midst was better than the Poochyena howling from the tree. Quite frankly, that was the best place for him, where he could do the least amount of damage, but that still didn't mean they were all happy about it. The howling was going to get old fast.

Lydian chuckled at Erik's enthusiasm for finding where he lived. The Sableye Gijinka... was just too cute. "Rather than tell you... why don't I just show you?" he growled softly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips even as his eyes twinkled in amusement. Erik would be coming to his home... whether or not Lydian's instincts let him out of it, however, was another matter.

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The end <3

Team-

Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred