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Post by Cure Elliot on Jan 26, 2013 8:51:45 GMT -6
The wind was perfect as the large bird soared across the sky. To those below it merely appeared as a Braviary flying out of her region, but to those above, they could see the relaxing Cure that was sprawled out on Fizza's back. They had been traveling for a couple hours and the trainer was finally tired of riding. She had decided the best actions to take were to pull out one of her favorite workout magazines and lounge on the steady back of her bird. The Pokemon knew exactly where it was going and was an amazing flyer so the Elite wasn't worried about missing her stop. Looking out to her left, Cure noticed the tiny flock of Wingulls going along beside them. The pair must have been somewhere close to Slateport if there were Wingulls flying by...
Then suddenly it happened, Fizza began to slant herself downward, turning her body inward to circle on down. The Elite managed to laugh as she almost slid off her glorious bird. It wasn't a very large mishap, only a small shock to the trainer. Now, if she had dropped her magazine in the process then that would have been a different story. Regardless, the girl straightened herself on the back of The Pokemon and settled in, facing forward this time. She watched them near the ground and wondered what exactly they would be doing in the city that day. Cure knew that she needed to pick up a few more pieces of clothing and then some food for her birds. An easy little shopping trip could never go wrong!
The girl rolled her eyes as she looked down at her clothes, making sure nothing had gotten ruined in the trip. Her bright pink tunic seemed to be doing alright. She adjusted the shoulders so that one side hugged her neck while the other slipped down her shoulder. Cure smiled to herself before hopping off of Fizza and looking at her shorts. Pockets hanging out? Check. Feather free? Check. Sexy? Of course!!! Nodding she pulled out a Pokeball from her belt and tossed it at her Braviary. The bird let out a small cry of displeasure at not getting to spread her wings more but didn't fight destiny. The Elite pocketed the ball and started walking into the town. On the way home she would have to take Nora. That poor creature hadn't had a chance to stretch her wings at all!
It was whatever though, the girl had some shopping to do! Her first stop was clothing. If she didn't get some new workout clothes she was literally going to die. All of her other clothes were worn out and faded and completely not cute. If any stranger walked by they would not remember her as the fucking adorably hot girl that was training in the woods but rather some drab, mildly attractive loser who was overworking her Pokemon. There was a certain shop somewhere in the middle of the city that was her favorite to go to in all of the regions. Thus the region she was shopping in Hoenn instead of Sinnoh like any sane person would do. She hurried her pace, wanting to get out as soon as she could which meant she needed to get to the clothing store as soon as possible so she could be there for five hours instead of seven.
When she pushed into the swinging door of the shop she smiled. The floral scent that hung in the air reminded her of home. She raised her eyes to meet all of the beautiful bright colored tank, shirts, shorts, sweatshirts, etc. Then of course there weren't bright colored clothing that she would have to dive into too... Finally she was in her sanctuary! Cure's first instinct was to rush around in circles grabbing everything she could hold and then trying them all on. She knew better though, that's what often kept her there the longest. Instead she began to look for the replacements of the clothes she already had, then she would move to new things... Out in five hours, as long as she didn't get distracted...
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