Skye Prower

Uh, the first mate one?

Skye looked around at where Fluffy was pointing, then saw the collapsed Dylan. "Okay, everybody duck," he whispered, pulling his tail free of Fuffly. With a gulp, he jumped up and started spinning his tails, resulting in him twisting around rapidly like a tornado, bouncing randomly around the room and into the opposing pokemon and the Professor. Kimi emerged from the ball as Chris opened it, but just sat on the floor with a blank look, staring off into space. One hand was petting Max, who shared a similar expression, but it seemed more reflex than conscious action. (ooc: And off to dinner. Will be back soon.)

22 wants to join in.

Of course we will. *glances at Dylan with a look that says 'please'*

"That'll be great," said Melody, smiling genuinely. "There's a small en suite through that door, or the main one is at the end of the corridor on the right."

(ooc: It's still on the floor. The Professor was about to pick it up, then Milotic attacked him) Skye too the offered screwdriver and, with an effort, tore his eye's away from Fluffy. He looked around the room and his mouth dropped open. Then he grabbed Fluffy and pulled her to the ground, ducking himself as a pokeball flew over their heads. The Professor made a noise of disgust. "W-what is g-going o-on here?" asked Skye.

"It... it was.... Scourge and my uncle... and they... they...," Miles broke down crying and clung tightly to Zamy. "They made me kill my mother. I tried to stop myself but I couldn't.... I couldn't..."

*whispers* Sorry about this Dylan.

Ummm, if you mumble in public it's hard to forget....

Something wrong?

"I'm sure someone will be able to give you a tour," said Melody, forcing a smile.

17 leapfrogs the bowing 16

Then everyone will be happy!

(ooc: Don't worry, it's not important. Sorry though) "I-I k-know. It was j-just," began Skye calming down. He turned to look at Fluffy. "a-a.... B-bad.... d-d-d-d-dream....." Skye gulped. Fluffy looked different somehow. She hadn't changed, but for some reason Skye thought she looked... prettier. Skye felt a strange warm feeling, and had to fight an urge to wrap his tails around her. He could feel his face burning, but despite his embarrassment he didn't want to look away.

Even the ipad it seems Yeah, that's a great pic

It could be worse. At least it's not... ballet or something.

Obviously the ipad didn't approve!

(ooc: Okay. And time for the Prok to hold the Villain Ball for a second http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/VillainBall) The Professor grinned as Dylan fell. "Now for your friends, then I'll capture all of you." "W-where... where a-am I? L-last thing I-I remember is a f-forest... wait..." Skye mumbled as he tried to sit up. His eyes were screwed tightly shut as the light was giving him a headache. As he sat up, the charred remains of the pokeball he'd been held by slid out of his tail, fried by the electrical charge. Skye was struggling with some strange memories. Not realising the danger they were in, he was concentrating on recalling them. Obviously he'd fallen asleep and had a strange dream. Something about magical balls, being unable to speak, some strange humans, and he and Fluffy had... had... Skye screamed.

I think she's worried the Summoning might do something bad Dylan.

"Idealy yell until Dad bring me a wheelchair," laughed Melody. "But I don't think he'd like that some how! Hey, morning Kayl!"

(ooc: I couldn't RP as Skye until I have a yes or no for my idea. Which mainly comes down for you, given the whole Skye/Fluffy relationship. I don't have to have it happen now.)

Well, if you're happy!

Uh, it only does that when we summon something.

(ooc: Random idea, though I'll want other players approval before doing it. The shock that Skye suffered has fried the pokeball he was carrying, so now he's free... But, of course, his memory of the past few hours may be... iffy.) "It will be a pleasure adding you and your friends to my collection," said the Professor with a shark-like grin as he took advantage of the opening and jabbed the tazer at Dylan.

High... 6... does that even work?