From: Adrian Tymes (wingcat@pacbell.net) Subject: Re: [PW!] Introductions (was: Watch Out) Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2001-04-14 22:26:02 PST "Heihachi Ohashi -san (Tech Weaver): We've Got Pop!" wrote: > "Thank you," Sarah said hastily, running away from the scary people as fast > as possible. > > "She reminds me of that girl we met at the ranch," Indi said, not really > expecting anyone by Lynkeru to hear her. "What was her name again?" > > Lynkeru shrugged. "Hmm...Mimic worried about that one. Nervous, with one shy pokemon; no way gym challenge can end well. She need help." Drake inclined his head at Mimic. "Dashing off to save a random soul?" Mimic shrugged. "Is what Mimic do. No worry, Drake and Mimic know Drake and Mimic see each other again. Have seen it. Have other side of concert to do." And then he was gone. --- "North to the intersection, then left..." Sarah kept her eyes on the ground, watching for the shadows of the group she just knew was going to come after her. So much so, that she missed the intersection by a good quarter mile before a paintbrush tail entered her field of view. "Smeargle." "EEEP!!" She nearly leapt out of her skin again, and did run back the way she came. "Smeargle." Sarah skidded to a halt, kicking up quite a dust cloud as she wondered how the pokemon got in front of her - a quick look behind confirmed that it was the same and not another one, maybe part of some mean-hearted gang looking to surround her - and turned to her left. "Smeargle." And turned around, this time not being intercepted in a few seconds... "Smeargle." ...but being intercepted nonetheless. She closed her eyes and spun around, but not before the pokemon leapt onto her chest, latching on for all it was worth. "LemmegolemmegolemmegoSOMEONEHELPME!!!" This continued for a good few minutes, attracting a few onlookers, until the grabbing one started tickling her. "AHH HELPHELPHELP IT'SssshahahaHAHAHA..." And then she fell down, out of breath. Finally, she opened her eyes again. "What...do you want...from me?" The pokemon pointed up. Sarah looked where it pointed...straight at the entrance to the Violet City Gym. Many of the trainers inside, hearing the ruckus, had taken breaks from their duties and now observed from within the gym, more than one leaning dangerously far out an open window. Then she looked down, where the smeargle was tracing something in the dust with its currently paintless tailbrush: "Sarah and Barbie need help. No can fight in gym, but can be friend." "How...how did you know our names? Who are you?" "Do not ask," was quickly stenciled after the previous phrase vanished to a couple quick brushes. "For now." TBC?