Team Name: Arachnophobia
Date Joined: September 22nd, 2013
Current Funds: 5st
First Member Signature:
Name: Ariadne Veronica Scorpio
Pokémon Species: Purrloin
Nature and Characteristic: Naughty & Somewhat Vain
Overall Points: 0
Type Bonus: Intelligence +2
Move One: Attract
Move Two: Night Slash
Move Three: Aerial Ace
Move Four: Assist
Second Member Signature:
Name: Teresa Terezi Pyro “Terezi”
Pokémon Species: Deino
Nature and Characteristic: Naughty & Impetuous and Silly
Overall Points: 0
Type Bonus: Intelligence +1 and Strength + 1
Move One: Ice Fang
Move Two: Hyper Voice
Move Three: Dragon Rush
Move Four: Crunch
Her nose twitched diligently against the waft of the wind. Taking note of the various smells; the vendor to her right was selling a variety of status-healing berries, as the vendor who nearly ran into her—dang hooligan—had a cart of freshly picked flowers. A broad grin, that strangely resembled a delighted Croconaw, flicked on her lips at the different smells.
No longer did she have to walk around through the thick scent of rain and heat that made her flank fluff. No longer did she have to hear her partner complain about getting wet every few seconds or how tired she was. And from what her nose was telling her, they reached some kind of destination with some kind of population. Most of which held a strange scent too that possibly suggest strange pokémon that didn’t live in their previous village.
A giggle of delight escaped her throat. Grin growing and snout twitching, she trotted on forward mind lost to the new scents of the world. It may have been the reason why she wasn’t aware of the impending doom she was getting herself into. She didn’t hear a hiss of protest from behind, and before she knew her head made contact against.
She cocked her head to the side barley registering what she knocked into. A perplexed look colored her features, and she took a careful sniff toward the fallen…thing?
Sadly the fallen thing had quite a mouth. It jumped to its feet, teeth bearing slightly as the whitish pupils of his eyes glared darkly at the reptile. “Watch it! Why, I oughta toss ya into the street for that!”
Though he didn’t get the horrified expressions like he expected instead, the reptile only laughed at his threat. Dumbfounding him briefly before he took note of the nearly identical eyes the creature owned. Guiltily his ears lay back against his head and a light smile creeps on his face. “Heh, just joshin’ ya. Only uptight nerds fight over bumpin’ into each other. I like your style, though kid. You new around here? I’m guessin’…stepped outta the fog and got all confused? How close am I?”
The cackling creature ceased her laughter. Her own creepy smile flickered on her face, “you’re funny Chestnut.” She announced brightly. Her nose twitched as her senses locked on the chestnut-scented Furret for the time being. “But yeah Frisky and I have been traveling, and got stuck in the fog—“
“Ignore her,” the quiet companion hissed out effectively cutting the reptile off in mid sentence. Her cerulean eyes narrowed at the Furret who towered over her. “We didn’t get stuck in the fog; we were actually planning on coming here with some friends of ours. Wherever they are,” she grumbled the last part out. “But thank you for bumping into my blind partner, now we must go.”
The venom in her voice was supposed to startle the Furret. She didn’t bother to wait for an answer and ducked her way across the intersection of the roads. Her partner was trotting at her heels, but once she looked back she spotted the Furret eagerly fallowing them.
“Hey now, I’ve heard that story before! I think…well my memory’s a bit fuzzy after yah friend bumped into me.” He chuckled scratching under his hat in thought. “Anyways name is Cuffin. Pleased to meetcha ladies! Now, how ‘bout you tell me who ya are?”
The feline looked annoyed at the fact that their furry companion didn’t understand the gesture. Her ears pinned back, and she was ready to whirl around and throw a snippy comment at him. Though her partner, the Deino, merely chuckled and decided to intervene with the questions.
“I’m Teresa, but everyone calls me by my middle name which is Terezi.” The Deino, Terezi, answered at first. “Frisky over there is Ariadne.”
Cuffin nodded in approval. A smile on his lips “ain’t bad! Not something I’d use as names, but hey that ain’t my problem right? Anyways, you know somethin’? Guilds around here, they’re lookin’ for some newbies yah know!”
“We heard of them. It was one of the main reasons why we’re traveling so far from home to here.” Ariadne answered quickly. Unlike their companions who they were supposed to meet, they had full intention on joining the guild. It’d help the both of them get over their struggling pasts and help vent out their anger on the thrill of adventure.
“Really? I wouldn’ta pinned ya for that type. I guess they’d be glad to have ya, though. From what I know, they always want ya to bave some kinda “team name” to work under em with. What do ya think yours would be?”
“We already decided on Arachnophobia.” Upon hearing the proposed team name, Cuffin keeps a silent, straight face for a few moments. Then, the grin he was suppressing comes right out.
“Well, ain’t heard that one before. You might not wanna walk into the rough parts of town callin’ yourself that… eh, or maybe do it anyway if you can handle yourself. I mean, no doubt you can probably throw a punch, or maybe you’ve got a silver tongue. The guilds look for stuff like that. How ‘bout you tell me what ya think your strengths are, just to get your story straight for when they wanna know?”
“Strengths,” Ariadne purred out brightly. She stopped at her heels to whirl around at the Furret. Her cerulean eyes were no longer glowering but filled with immense joy and mischief at the question. “Oh pleaaaaaaaase,” she drawled out as her scythe tailed sashayed in the wind. “I am quite the negotiator in this group; want a little friend to back off them I’m your gal.” She chuckled and all of the sudden she props herself to stand on one foot. Casually leaning against her Deino companion, “even though I lack a limb I am not a person you don’t want to mess with.”
“She on the other hand,” she pointed toward Terezi. “For a blind mutt, she’s got a powerful snout. She can track you down once she gets your specific scent down. Much like I apparently smell like a sour blue berry, and how she addressed you as a chestnut, it’s different for everybody. And not to mention for an idiot she’s clever when it comes to move set or trying to apprehend a “criminal.”” She coughed putting air quotes around ‘criminal’.
Cuffin batted his eyes. His gaze flickered between the blind Deino and the three-limbed Purrloin. He doesn’t bother a grin, and he simply shrugs a shoulder at the Ariadne’s explanation. “Yeah…yeah, I can respect that. Everybody’s gotta get by in their own way, and there ain’t anybody who knows that better than me. If you play on your strengths, you’ll get far here, I bet.”
He seemed to say something right judging by the growing grins on the two girls face. The Purrloin purred in delight swinging an arm around the Furret’s neck and pulling him closer, as the reptile walked on his other side. “I have to agree with Rezi’ here, but you’re alright Cuffin.” She shrugged her arm off and casually punched the male in the arm before reverting to walking back on all fours—err threes in this case.
What an oddly sentimental moment. Shortly after, Cuffin walks ahead of the two them, only to force them to stop for a moment. He’s smiling, though for once it seems to be in a friendly manner, rather than amusement. “I hate to deprive ya of my presence, but I’ve gotta bounce. I’m sure you’ll see me again, so don’t sweat it. I’m sure the guild’ll love to have ya.”
Perhaps it’s unfortunate, or perhaps it’s a blessing, but the Furret is finally out of their business for the time being. He tips his hat to them in a coy manner before leaving. He stylishly avoids collision with several objects and other Pokemon before he’s out of sight.
Terezi cackled loudly, “I told you people here would be interesting, Frisky.” She nudged her partner to the side and despite the sour demeanor the purrloin usually has, she grins. “Yeah you’re right, and if the kid’s right maybe we’ll bring some terror to others so they’ll know the blood sisters mean nothing but trouble.”
“But before we get ahead of ourselves, and indulge ourselves in whatever you smell. We better find darling Karis before sweetie has a heart attack.”