From: "Chet Weaver - Chicks Dig Giant Robots" <zeroohki@netscape.net> Subject: [PW] Do They Train Rock-Types or Flying-Types? Date: Wednesday, June 02, 2004 5:58 PM Keiko slammed the door to her room in the Pokemon Center, angrily pulled off her clothes, and flopped onto her bed. She glared at the ceiling as if it had offended her, acted like it had no idea why she was suddenly so upset, and assumed that it was "that time of the month." She sighed heavily and sat back up. It's not good to internalize your anger like that, she thought. Once her Pokemon were healed, she would go out and train them in order to blow off some steam. Not that it was healthy to take it out on people or small, furry animals, but at least it would be more constructive. It was just one battle, anyway. Somebody had to lose, and people lose gym battles all the time. It's not that bad. PokeWars! presents... Keiko Kamen in... "Do They Train Rock-Types or Flying-Types?" written by Chet "Tech" Weaver Keiko heard a knock on her door and got up to answer it. A Chansey greeted her with her PokeBelt. Keiko accepted it and watched the Lucky Pokemon waddle off down the hall. She released her Swablu and sat down with it on her lap. "I'm sorry, Skyler," Keiko said to the Cotton Bird Pokemon. "I should've known better than to accept a three-on-three battle at an Electric Gym with a Flying-type and a Water-type, but I seriously though Vampyra could handle it. I feel like I let all three of you down." "Swablu," Skyler replied as Keiko placed her half-filled PokeBelt on the nightstand. She lay down on the bed, pushing aside the bag of clothing given to her by that tragic pair of Pokemon Trainers. "We just need more training, right?" Keiko asked herself more than she asked her Pokemon. "Next time we walk through those doors, we'll be more pre-" Keiko stopped short as a shirt filled her vision. Skyler dragged it off her head and began folding it as best as a Pokemon lacking prehensile limbs could. Keiko plucked off a note that had been left on the bag. STEPHAN HEDD ALUN wrote: > "Heya, Keiko!!" it read. "Your mate from earlier here. ^_^ Hope these > clothes suit you. We seem to be roughly the same size. ^_-v" "Well, I may have given up any advantage I had in that gym, but at least I helped those two out," Keiko said with a slight smile. She began examining the contents of the bag herself. "I don't think I have much more room for clothes in my pack. Maybe I can store them electronically." Keiko fished out a jacket and examined it. It was all black with a red 'R' on the chest. It was in pretty good condition, considering the hard times she imagined the previous owners went through. "This looks pretty cool," she mused. She put it on and zipped it up all the way to her neck. After looking at herself in a nearby mirror, she picked up her belt pack from where she left it on the floor and extracted a pair of blue jeans. She examined the look in the mirror for a while, then unzipped the jacket down to her chest to expose a little clevage. "Yeah, that's totally badass," she noted with amusement. She then picked up the clothing Skyler managed to fold up and took them over to the room's computer for storage. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Keiko was still wearing the outfit as she passed through the Pokemon Center's lobby on the way out, much to Nurse Joy's continued comfort. She stopped at the door as a pair of trainers were making their way in. The boy, wearing a black windbreaker and a cowboy hat, almost immediately pulled a PokeBall off his belt and took an aggressive stance. "You almost had me fooled with those pants, Rocket," he growled. "I don't know what you're up too, but I intend to put a stop to it right now!" "Hold on!" Nurse Joy exclaimed, skidding to a stop between Keiko and the aggressor. "Pokemon Battles are not allow in this Pokemon Center!" "You should call Officer Jenny, Nurse Joy," the boy said. "This girl is a member of Team Rocket!" "What!?" Keiko exclaimed, taken aback. "I'm not a member of anything!" "Rockets are always identifiable by the big, red 'R' on their chests," the boy illucidated. "They're a group of criminals who steal and swindle Pokemon, both wild and trained, and sell them on the black market for profit." "My goodness!" Nurse Joy remarked. "I... I'm not a criminal!" Keiko said defensively. "I got this jacket for helping a couple of Trainers who were down on their luck!" "Likely story!" the boy argued. "I think she's telling the truth," said the girl in a black skirt and red jacket that came in with him. The boy eased up and put the PokeBall away, saying, "Well, you tend to know these things, Val. But you should be careful around whoever gave you that jacket, lady. They probably shouldn't be trusted, especially when rare Pokemon are concerned." "But I traded them my Minun for their Geodude," Keiko said. Then, in more sheepish tones, she added, "And then I gave them their Geodude back in exchange for some old clothes." "Sounds like you got burned," the boy said. "Badly. If I were you, I'd seek them out and get that Minun back before they sell it to someone else. Did you see which way they were heading?" "I believe they went North," Nurse Joy replied. "There, now you have a lead," the boy said to the somewhat shell-shocked Keiko before heading further into the Pokemon Center. "Happy hunting." Keiko shuffled almost trance-like out of the Pokemon Center. She couldn't believe those two poor souls were really criminals. If she didn't do something soon, they might sell off both Sparkler and Density merely to fill their greedy pockets! Keiko's blank expression turned into a feirce one as he removed her jacket and marched northward. She was determined to get those Pokemon back and teach them not to mess with her emotions again. To be continued...? -- Chet "Tech" Weaver AIM: PanGatomon MSN: Nichirasu@hotmail.com eMail: zeroohki at netscape dot net Yahoo! Messenger: tech_weaver ICQ: 122744531 Webcomic: http://desperadocoyote.keenspace.com My Adventure Quest character: http://www.battleon.com/aq-chardetail.asp?temp=131213 You can play Adventure Quest at http://www.battleon.com Sometimes, I notice someone has posted a reply to one of my messages and I think, "Oh, great, what did I say this time?"