Long ago, the region of Orre was a place of untold danger, where two groups: Cipher and Snagem, wished to rule the region through the power of shadow pokemon. Pokemon who's hearts had been closed and were used as machines to fight rather than as partners to the trainers who caught them. These groups were defeated by courageous young trainers who wished to free pokemon from these fates and restore peace back to Orre. That peace has lasted many years and perhaps has done more bad than good for the region of Orre. With so much peach, how will the region react to the rumors of Cipher returning once again? The peace has been a blessing indeed, but with peace always springs a new enemy that wishese to destroy it once again. Which side shall you choose in this endless struggle between peace and chaos?
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Maiya had made a point to keep chatter to a minimum up to this point. Short and precise orders over anything else because she had little interest in actually talking to this guy. Even when they got to the town she had made it very clear she was getting a room and napping before any effort was put into working on finding the sculpture. She'd dealt with enough shit already that she didn't feel like dealing with more without at least a little bit of sleep. She wasn't surprised to find him gone when she woke up, it was expected and mostly welcomed, hell she was hoping he wouldn't come back and she wouldn't have to deal with it, at least for the most part. [break][break] And then she came across this. [break][break] This. [break][break] There that big idiot was, obviously drunk as a pachirisu that had gotten stunk in a beer barrel and had to drink its way out- wait was he throwing something? Arceus have mercy on her soul what was he doing? She wasn't exactly an angel herself but did she really land herself in the not-so-capable hands of this kind of drunkard? She'd ask what she did to deserve this but the answer was actually pretty obvious, she'd done a lot to deserve this kind of trouble. [break][break] Maiya spent a good couple of minutes staring at the site from afar with a fed up look on her face before she finally did something. She picked up a rock and she threw it at him. [break][break] "What the hell are you doing?!?"
[attr="class","maioocwut"]REGINALD FERRERA | okay reggie stage's all your's
Neutral Male Twenty Four years old
currently offline
Played By Lemon
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[attr="class","reggyreggy"]
[attr="class","reggybboi"]
[attr="class","reggylm"]so roll the dice
[attr="class","reggylma"]get lucky tonight
[attr="class","reggybah"]
[attr="class","reggycher"]
Well this little job hasn't really been going the way that he had hoped, as she has almost made it a point to shut him down whenever he tried to talk to her. Hell, most of them were simple questions and such, but nooo she preferred to go short, and straight to the point. It did make their little road trip awkward as he would mostly be there as he 'talked too much'. To make matters a little worst, is that they decided (by they, he means her) to visit Pyrite Town first. It wasn't that Pyrite was that bad, okay it was a little on the rough side, but thankfully since he grew up here, he learned where to stay clear. So when Mayia said that she was gonna go down to the inn to sleep, Reginald said he will be there soon, he just wanted to go to the bar for a couple drinks. [break][break] Well it started with a couple drinks, then it led to more and more. Shot after shot. Mainly out of frustration about having to be around this part of town, and the whole situation with the blonde. He was only trying to be nice, so there was this no real need of hostility from her. Granted the circumstances would lead to let one believe that he essentially got up in her business, but still. It was evident that Reginald kinda lost track of his drinks, as he was kinda escorted out of the bar, for being a little too much of an hassle to have around. So he placed it on his tab as he started to roam around the empty streets of Pyrite. [break][break] "I ish not that driunk." The man slurred those words together, as he was clearly more drunk then he had intended to be, although he would have to blame some of the locals that challenged him to a drink off. People that thought they could out-drink the champ, but he showed them. In his drunken wandering, he happened to come across a certain site that stopped him in his tracks, and narrow his eyes. It was a garage, and to be more specific; his uncle's. The home of that drunk that wanted anything to do with the poor boy, and one of the reasons why Reggie drank. "Oh fak youuu." He muttered under his breath before looking around for something at his feet. An empty beer bottle? Works for him. [break][break] The sound of glass smashing against the brick side of the builder filled the streets, but no one really cared as it was a common occurrence at the backwoods part of Pyrite. "'Yer a werthless fergetful piece of krap!" The man's voice got louder as he tried to search for more bottle to throw. It wasn't until he tossed the second bottle that he heard a familiar voice. "Wat does it look like? 'Showinn, dis prick who cares!" The guy thought it was obvious, but mainly because of his current state of mind.
[attr="class","reggyooc"]Maiya Thompson | yay time to shine!
Oh great, she ended up sharing a room with a guy who had daddy issues. Just what she needed. This was becoming way too much way too fast and Maiya honestly had half a mind to walk away, jack his bike and leave and just pray she never had to come back for that stupid sculpture she was after. She did not have the time, the energy or the patience for this. [break][break] But there was one problem with that. She wasn't as heartless and she liked to believe and there wasn't a threat on her life to make her leave. [break][break] Maiya sighed and found a busted lamp post to lean against as she just looked at him and his drunken stuper, throwing bottles at a wall like it'd do any good. She could either as him why or egg him on and she had a feeling both would happen either way. Especially when she took into account how much he had tried to talk to her on the way over. He was a good ol' chatter box this one. [break][break] "Alright Reggie, I'll bite. Why's this guy such a prick?" either daddy didn't give him enough love when he was a kid or it was a shitty gay ex and she was about to find out either way. She hoped he did talk too much but prepared for it anyway, and prayed he didn't hit himself with one of those bottles or something because she didn't have time to pick that up either.
Neutral Male Twenty Four years old
currently offline
Played By Lemon
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[attr="class","reggyreggy"]
[attr="class","reggybboi"]
[attr="class","reggylm"]so roll the dice
[attr="class","reggylma"]get lucky tonight
[attr="class","reggybah"]
[attr="class","reggycher"]
Well they weren't technically daddy issues, but she didn't really need to know that. Although uncle issues would be more accurate, but you won't hear Reginald try to mention that whole topic, especially with his current state of mind. The drunkenness state, where he will say whatever goes through his mind, which wasn't really a good thing. Which is why he was currently mumbling swears at the building and throwing shit at it. The guy didn't even know if the old man could hear him, or was even home but he didn't really care. [break][break] He was mildly pissed, as this was the reason he avoided this whole section of town. Although he would chalk up the current situation to his mood, as he was feeling frustrated about how he was being treated by a certain blonde. At least she could say thanks, or something for his help but nooooo. Although he was a little surprised to see her around these parts. He didn't accidentally butt dial her or drunk text her... did he? Question for sober Reginald that's for sure. [break][break] "Plenty a reasons. Just left meh' alone in dat damn house, while he went off an' dun his own t'ing. Gettin' drunk and sheit." Then the guy went, with his little rant as he threw a rock at the place. Ran out of bottles at that point. Although he would have to admit that his arm was getting a little tired, as he was doing this for a nice while now. Drunken Reggie didn't have the stamina for that right now. "Fuk dat bastard." He muttered, before sighing as he started to kick the ground. Clearly he had too much to drink if he was like this. [break][break] "What do you care anyways?" Now that was maybe the most blunt version of that sentence, and as the sober guy will try to at least word it better. This was drunk Reginald, and he didn't give two shits. Although the brunette was still surprised at her question as he half expected her to just ignore him when she first saw him in his current state,
[attr="class","reggyooc"]Maiya Thompson | I am so glad you can read his drunken slurs
"Actually I don't care, but I imagine you, in your drunken stupor, aren't really going to pay that much attention to that anyway and end up telling me all about it anyway so it's better to just ask and get it over with." the girl sighed, sure she might be getting a little harsh on this one butshe didn't see a point in lying to the poor bastard either and giving him some false hope that she did, indeed give a damn. "So go on, poor baby, tell me aaaaaaaall about it." [break][break] Oh, boohoo he got left at home alone to entertain himself instead of having someone there all the time. She'd swap with him any day if that's all it was. Actually no not really, she wouldn't have. She wouldn't have even said it. That was the one thing Maiya would never do, wish that someone else went through what her mother put her through. No one else needed to go through that, she'd already decided years ago that if she were given the chance to swap places with someone she'd choose to go through it again, no, as many times as she had to if it meant no one else had to have the same experiences. She'd survive it to make sure no one else had to. [break][break] But that was the kind of sappy feeling shit that she never expressed. [break][break] "Lay it all on me big guy, let's get it done and over with now and when you're done you can go pass out for a few hours."
[attr="class","maioocwut"]REGINALD FERRERA | if this gets eaten too we're ending the thread and I refuse to redo it again. end of story.
Neutral Male Twenty Four years old
currently offline
Played By Lemon
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[attr="class","reggyreggy"]
[attr="class","reggybboi"]
[attr="class","reggylm"]so roll the dice
[attr="class","reggylma"]get lucky tonight
[attr="class","reggybah"]
[attr="class","reggycher"]
That.... should have been an answer that Reginald should have expected, especially with the way she had been acting to him before. There was no way she would treat him different, especially in his current state. Drunk off his ass, and causing some mild property damage, and speaking in what could only be described as drunken slurs of a madman. He opened his mouth as if to retort but let out a small sigh, at least he was smart enough not to not get all loud and defensive about it. She still scared him, even drunk him to an extent. [break][break] So instead he just gave her a look that could be said as a mix of questioning, and baffling, although chances are the poor guy will even remember that comment. Hell, chances are he would only remember the part where Maiya told him to tell her all about it. "Well, since you asked so nice like." The brunette looked at the ground for a moment to try to actually get his thoughts into words that a normal person would understand. [break][break] "I wasn't really born here, more like left 'ere. Parents were from outta region, and from what I was told, they didn't want a kid so they pawned me off to mah uncle." Paused slightly to point a finger towards the building, as he tried to get more words from his drunken brain. "Bastard, just left me there either in his garage, or at the bar. Which wasn't much fun, when he got back." Although Reginald couldn't say much, considering his current predicament but at least he wasn't a total ass to a child or bringing home random women to the place. [break][break] The mechanic sat there with a rather strained look on his face, mainly because he didn't often mention this to people, and the only cases are when he was really drunk. Hence why he was currently doing so. "Didn't even recognize me last time I saw him, I have have his fucking name for Arceus' sake." He muttered that last part under his breath, before letting out a small sigh, and throwing another rock at the building. At this point, he didn't know how she would react, especially with her tone earlier, but at this point Reggie didn't care that much. [break][break] He just wanted it off his chest.
[attr="class","reggyooc"]Maiya Thompson | Well thank heavens that wasn't the case. owo;; (also just imagine that he is slurring during most of his speech, I just can't deal with typing this in all drunk speak.)
There was no surprise in her when he chose to go ahead and tell her all about it anyway. Not in the slightest, it was why she had told him to just do it anyway. It was for the best in such cases, chatty drunks and all. This was why she hated drunks, they were always trouble in some way shape or form. This one was at least chatty and no belligerent because if he had been it would have been a very different story tonight. [break][break] If asked, she would have said she only half listened but that wasn't true in the slightest. Maiya actually payed very close attention to what he said as he spoke. She like to make people think she was heartless but even she had to admit it was nothing more than an old habit she needed to find a way to leave behind. She wouldn't admit to that yet though, she wasn't ready for that but at least she would try and have a little mercy on the guy seeing as his drunken stupor seemed to have him so down. [break][break] "Ain't worth the effort then." she sat down next to him and stared at the wall. It'd gone through hell it looked like, then again this didn't seem like the nicest part of town. "just say screw it, he's not worth your time." she probably knew this kind of thing better than anyone. It was something she had learned the hard way in her youth after thinking she'd been saved from her mother when it was quite the opposite. [break][break] "Those are the kind of people you don't waste time on, they're not worth it. Just move along and get on with it. Easier than dwelling over the bullshit." she was one to talk really, it wasn't like she was over the shit she'd been through in her younger years but she at least didn't get drunk and rant about it either. Or throw shit at buildings over it. She'd moved past that sort of shit ages ago. "You'll get more out of your time hittin' on someone and getting laid or something." at least that's what she usually did on these sorts of nights. "Or go screw something else up I dunno, whatever the fuck you do." [break][break] She sighed and looked over at him instead for once. "Don't bother wasting time here."
[attr="class","maioocwut"]REGINALD FERRERA | there you go reggie you got some mercy out of her finally.
Neutral Male Twenty Four years old
currently offline
Played By Lemon
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[attr="class","reggyreggy"]
[attr="class","reggybboi"]
[attr="class","reggylm"]so roll the dice
[attr="class","reggylma"]get lucky tonight
[attr="class","reggybah"]
[attr="class","reggycher"]
When the blond sat next to him, he was a little surprised, but to be honest she mightn't have head half of his story if she was far enough away. Drunken mumbling and such. It was nice though, to at least have someone listen to this, even if he was half expecting her to just pay half-attention. "I know he isn't, but still. Lived in the same building as the guy, so I kinda at least expected him to know my bloody name." That wasn't too much to wish for, right? [break][break] "Yeah, I did end up leaving because I got tired of his crap. Still doesn't mean a guy could be hopeful, for one moment where he noticed."Let out another big sigh, he knew he was still kicking around some baggage because of that, as he couldn;t really help it. hell, the guy even avoided this part of town because of this very reason. Although it might be the root of some of his problems, mainly the whole alcohol and abandonment issues. If this was a shrink session, he was sure something along those lines would be said, but thankfully Mayia is playing that role. At least he was sure, it would be a session good on the eyes. [break][break] When she gave that last bit of advice, his eyes went back to her, mainly because he was a little surprised by that kind of advice. I mean, it wasn't bad or anything, just kind of left field. She did have a point, put that energy towards something productive, and it would explain why the guy kept his eyes on her, mainly looking at her figure again in an admiring like fashion. "Maybe you are right. I might take your advice." The guy seemed mostly calmed down at this point, who knew drunkenly ranting would actually make you feel better? It was at this moment that he turned his head towards her,"So, uhhh. You want to help me with that first part?" Fingers crossed that it actually went in his favor, and not like the second option where he fucks it up.
[attr="class","reggyooc"]Maiya Thompson | Huzzah! Sweet mercy! Although, might not be for long depending on how his last move goes.
He was going on again but at least he wasn't throwing shit anymore, that was a step up. Now if she could get him to talk a little less that'd be great, though she doubted it. At least all she really had to do was sit here and listen and maybe make a comment or two until he wound down enough to get him back to their room and just sleep it all off. She had a feeling that was a ways off still though. She was looking back at the wall when she starting responding. "Well then don't bother wi-" [break][break] Wait. What did he just say? Did he just make that comment after she actually tried to be nice to him? He did. Yes he did. And that wasn't even the worst of it, the worst part was that she actually kind of liked the fact that he was implying wanting to hit on her. [break][break] Maiya decked him. [break][break] She didn't deck him because of his comment, she decked him because she liked the fact he'd said it to her in the first place and like a toddler that didn't know how to handle their emmotions yet she responded in the only way she knew how, by getting physical. Not in the way he probably preferred. [break][break] She wasn't completely ruthless with it though, she didn't deck him full force, partially because the angle was wanky with how much taller he was than her but he was getting decked either way. [break][break] Maiya didn't say anything after that, just brought her fist back in close to her and stared. Her face was red she was sure of it and she didn't like that. Why the hell was she getting flustered over this idiot? Sure he was pretty attractive and had actually tried to be nice to her even if she had kind of shut it down. Fuck, why'd she have to have a soft spot for big hearted idiots?
[attr="class","maioocwut"]REGINALD FERRERA | you always screw it up somehow reggie, always.
Neutral Male Twenty Four years old
currently offline
Played By Lemon
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[attr="class","reggyreggy"]
[attr="class","reggybboi"]
[attr="class","reggylm"]so roll the dice
[attr="class","reggylma"]get lucky tonight
[attr="class","reggybah"]
[attr="class","reggycher"]
D-did she just hit me? I think she did. [break][break] Those were the thoughts that ran through his head, just mere moments after he made his comment. Granted a no would have the same effect, but at least she was being blunt with her response. His face, went from a somewhat hopeful one, to one of a slightly bruised and defeated one. "Kinda figured that would be the case, although next time a no would be just as good." He rubbed his cheek, granted it did hurt, but judging by the position they were in it wasn't near as effective. Maybe she held back? [break][break] Either way, it seemed like the first option was a no go, and that punch seemed to know him slightly sober, as he reeled his head back as he let out a sigh. Was a shame though, because drunk or not, he wouldn't have mind an opportunity like that. Sadly, the reception was a little terrible. His gaze kinda moved from the ground, to the building for another time, only getting a glance at Mayia's red face. Perhaps he was seeing things? His eyes did go back to check, although he made sure that it wasn't as obvious, although he was drunk. subtly wasn't his forte right now, well even more so. So instead of his slightly obvious staring, there was some silence from the guy. [break][break] "Still kinda hurt though." The brunette muttered under his breath as he rubbed the spot, as it better not bruise in the morning. As it would be interesting to explain that one to the guy, especially when he is hung over.
[attr="class","reggyooc"]Maiya Thompson | He will mess it up, until he finally gets it right.
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