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[There's a small figure out fishing by the lake. With a straw hat on, you can't exactly tell the gender. One would guess boy though.]

Oh dear, Chuchu. It doesn't seem like we've been getting many bites. [The pikachu looks up at it's trainer before letting out a soft 'pika'.]

Looks like we're going to have to find something else to sketch, huh?

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[And here comes a girl and her Samurott, who were planning to do some swimming today.] Bad day for fishing?

[Yellow turns and glances at the girl before shaking her head.]

It doesn't seem like it. It feels as if we've been here for hours.

Have you tried sending one of you Pokémon? [Bianca sits on the grass, peeking at the Pikachu with curiosity.] I don't have patience for fishing so I usually just let Samu do the hunting.

[She blinks before realizing what she means and shaking her head.]

W-well, I'm not catching something to eat; I was planning on sketching it...

Oh, you're an artist? How nice! Well, does it have to be Water-types only? Because I can offer you my team to help!

[Yellow beams happily at the girl.]

No, it doesn't. So that would be wonderful!

You got it then! [She takes her Pokéballs from her bag and realizes her whole team.] Say hi, guys! [Lots of grunts as answer.]

[Yellow hasn't seen any of these pokemon before, but that's alright. Taking out her sketchpad, she begins to sketch them as a group.]

This is wonderful.

[Ooh, fishing! Cecilia'd never seen fishing before! Yeah... yeah. Weirdo.
But anyhow, she's just watching, her Emboar behind her as usual. Until she says...]
Is that your Pikachu?

[Yellow glances over before nodding with a smile. The Pikachu with a flower atop it's ear blinks before waving.]

Yes, this is ChuChu.

You are an artist peasant?

[A tall boy looks down at the fisherman with skepticism. He is accompanied by a Swinub, a Tepig, and a Spoink.]

[Yellow blinks for a moment before giving a slow nod of the head. Peasant though? That wasn't very nice.]

Yes, I am.

[The 'peasant' is out of habit. Most humans from his world are. And he's rarely a nice guy.]

I want to see.

[Everyone has to be nice sometimes, right? Yellow wasn't going to decline his offer to her sketchbook; so taking it out of her bag she offered it to him.

Upon opening it, he'd see that many of the sketches are of wild pokemon though some are of people. Overall, the sketches are well drawn.]

[He kneels down when he recieves the book, thumbing through the pages quickly. The Pokemon he is with gather around, almost sounding like they are ooing and aaahing.]

Not bad. You are talented, that is rare.

[The Tepig shakes his head in disagreement.]

Not bad, he's great Red!

[Yellow listens to the pokemon with soft smile. She didn't think her art was that good. She blushes slightly when Red speaks, but before she could say anything the tepig spoke up. Her face flustered for a moment.]

Ah! No-no-no, I'm a girl. [Removing her hat, a yellow ponytail came out.]

Thank you for the compliments, though. Would you like me to draw all of you?

You? A lady?

[He kind of stares at Yellow blankly, then back at the pigs before Swinub makes his way up to Red's head. The little one is heavier than he looks, as Red displays with a slight groan.]

Of course she is. And that would be wonderful!

[Tepig nods excitedly in agreement. Spoink's eyes drift off, more embarrassed than uninterested.]

[It wasn't that surprising, was it...? She smiles at the pokemon though.]

I'd be honored to do so.

[And so, she carefully takes her sketchbook before opening it to a empty page to begin sketching. She'll glance up occasionally.]

Try not to move to much, okay?

[Shouldn't be, humans have a history of being....deceitful. That and it was difficult to distinguish the males from the females before, so why should now be any different?

With that settled, Red retakes control of his body, shaking Swinub off and forcing him into what looks like a choke hold.]

We wouldn't think of it~

[As Yellow is drawing, she isn't paying much attention to what Red is actually doing. At first, she simply takes it as he's hugging the pokemon. It takes another glance to get a good look at the hold.]

Ah! What are you doing!?

Hugging, what does it look like?

[Swinub will recieve a 'gentle' squeeze, to which he squeals in protest.]

Are you done yet?

[She's a little uncertain.., but nods anyways.]

A-almost.

[She goes back to her sketching for a few moments before turning it to them.]

Here, it's done.

[They all crawl up with enthusiasm, with Spoink as the exception. He will make a couple glances though.

Red lets go of Swinub, grabbing one corner of the sketchbook.]

I don't think my head is that big!

[Spoink.] ...Wow.

[Swinub.] I probably should stop taking on sweets.

[Tepig.] You even got my ears right! [Turning to Yellow.] That was so quick!

[ Yellow blushes slightly at the compliment.]

I've learned to sketch pretty quickly, so I guess it doesn't take long anymore. You all can have it if you want.

[Red stares at you intensely for a brief moment, before slipping the sketch away from Yellow's grasp.]

Why wouldn't we have it?

What is your name peasant?

Ow!

[He feels a slight pinch, the Spoink glaring at him.]

Err, what is your name, human?

Are you an artist?

[Yellow turns to Arceus with a smile.]

Sketching is really just a past time of mine.

It is a quite the skill to develop.

Mine is really nothing amazing, honest.

It is the time and effort that one puts into something that makes it truly great.

You strike me as the kind to do so.

Sketching is always more fun when you take your time to try your best.

I find many things are like that.

[A marill surfaces, blowing bubbles in the water as it looks at you with interest. A second later, Ethan splashes to the surface, laughing as he jumps onto his marill. That's...probably why you can't find any fish. Whoops. Hope you don't get splashed!]

[O-oh, that make sense... Go figure. Yellow didn't get too splashed, most of the water landed on her hat.]

That's why the fish aren't coming.

[At least she doesn't seem mad about it.]

[[ooc: woah pretend you did not see that horrible tag misfire, please]]

[Ethan turns at the sound of the unexpected voice. It takes him a second to rewind what you just said and add it to the visual of Yellow fishing, but—]

Oh, sorry, dude! Were you fishing?

[He grabs onto his marill and uses him as a sort of living kickboard, heading towards Yellow on the shore. The marill actually seems to enjoy the treatment?]

Edited (...and then I screw up my HTML, sorry, this tag is ill-fated it seems!) 2012-06-14 05:54 (UTC)

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