From: "Clayton" <redneckdadd@yahoo.com> Subject: Re: [PW!] [SST] Q The Action Date: Friday, January 30, 2004 5:23 AM > "Hey, are we late to the party, Alex?" Cass asked. "What's going on?" > > "Aerie is strong-arming a Pokemon smuggler, this blackbelt wants to > fight the kid making the booze, a 'disembodied' voice keeps asking > questions, and I'm trying to find a shiny Unown before those girls do," > Alex summarized. She then spotted Yuki sneaking up behind John. "What > are you doing?" > > Yuki froze where she was and tried to think of an answer. Meanwhile, > Lynkeru climbed up to a high enough place for her to jump onto Lauren. > > "Excuse me," she said as she climbed up the Rocket's back and stood on > her shoulders. Then she jumped off in an attempt to grab at Cue. "Now > I got you!" Scared sensless, Cue let off another flash of its Ghostly Hidden Power, and froze time long enought to go back to its hiding place in Derek's dufflebag. Ehm also used this opportunity to hide somewhere else as he prefers to Make things over destroy them. Thus when time unfroze, Lynkeru found no Unowns in her trajectory and was sailing through only air. To her credit though, she had a graceful landing about a foot from the now empty still. Next to the duffle bag hiding Cue, Torch was on Cloud Nine, despite his ability being Blaze. He had a full flask of booze and was happily downing a mug from the still. The rest was stoppered up, to be drank later. It wouldn't take long befor Torch will be back in top fighting shape -- Absoluterly Sloshed. John was watching the Blaziken, a trained fighter by the looks of it, drink that stuff like ther was no tomorrow. But why wasn't Derek stopping his pokemon from getting drunk? It made no sense, did it? Now Cue was going to start asking more Questions, but decided for its safety to shut up Derek was observing the general madness around him. Chan was still practicing his martial arts forms while Troch was drinking. Thinking about things, he shrugged, and dropped a pokeball on the ground. When the light show was over, a Heracross with a large spoon was stretching. The pair sat and watched the general mayhem unfold. "You know if you want, ya can ask Chan for a sparring match. I'm sure he on't Fire Punch ya." Derek noted. Content for now, Heracross settled for watching chaos unfold, the bug pokemon clutching her oversized Twisted Spoon posessively and as a protectionary measure. TBC ------- Clayton Random Tagline: SIT! *Forced Facefault* OW! Bitch. [NS: Watching mayhem for now, though Ehm and Lombre may team up in a bit for some MacGuyver-style goodness, interaction permitting Adding a drunken Blaziken to the mix and removing the Still]