Keiko Yukimura 「雪村螢子」 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
topoftheclass) wrote2013-10-17 09:44 pm
topoftheclass) wrote2013-10-17 09:44 pm
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Keiko was getting out of the pool when it happened. Her friends still swimming start choking their bodies turning gross shades of purple. Yusuke manages to pull himself halfway out of the pool and reaches for her. Scared more than anything else she presses back against the wall. Seeing for the first time a small humanoid creature pressed against his back. The creature grins at her and seems to start sinking into his skin. He moans in agony and she runs for the locker room.
Once inside she searches for a place to hide. Picking a shower stall she crouches down in the corner hoping that whatever they are they’ll just leave her alone. The door slams open and wheezing echoes off the ceramic tiled walls. The girl pulls her legs tight to her chest and tries to manage her breathing.
In the end, it doesn’t seem to matter as the curtain is ripped aside. Before her stands the very boy that begged for her help. Screaming she dodges around his arms and runs, searching for a way out. He corners her against a marble counter and he grins proudly, like he’d just broke the record for the 200m Freestyle medley. Gripping the counter, her knuckles white from the force as she cowers hoping that this small amount of purchase will keep him from dragging her away.
The monster laughs and lunges for her and she kicks out at it and it catches one of her ankles in its slimmy grip and she watches in horror as her skin starts taking on that same purple color, the discoloration crawling up her calf as he reaches for her shoulder. She kicks at him again with her free leg and tries to wrench the other free, but doesn’t succeed.
Kurama and Cutie seem to come from nowhere tackling the monster. Her leg drops but her skin is still changing.
[Keiko wakes with a start. Her pokémon are hovering at the foot of her bed as they have each night since the nightmares began. She isn't amused and less so knowing she won't be going back to sleep anytime soon. Apparently her hopes were misplaced the other night.
Moments later two texts go out.]
This is becoming a repetitive question but, is anyone awake?
Anyone in Goldenrod awake and hungry? I'd be happy to make some snacks to help pass time.
Once inside she searches for a place to hide. Picking a shower stall she crouches down in the corner hoping that whatever they are they’ll just leave her alone. The door slams open and wheezing echoes off the ceramic tiled walls. The girl pulls her legs tight to her chest and tries to manage her breathing.
In the end, it doesn’t seem to matter as the curtain is ripped aside. Before her stands the very boy that begged for her help. Screaming she dodges around his arms and runs, searching for a way out. He corners her against a marble counter and he grins proudly, like he’d just broke the record for the 200m Freestyle medley. Gripping the counter, her knuckles white from the force as she cowers hoping that this small amount of purchase will keep him from dragging her away.
The monster laughs and lunges for her and she kicks out at it and it catches one of her ankles in its slimmy grip and she watches in horror as her skin starts taking on that same purple color, the discoloration crawling up her calf as he reaches for her shoulder. She kicks at him again with her free leg and tries to wrench the other free, but doesn’t succeed.
Kurama and Cutie seem to come from nowhere tackling the monster. Her leg drops but her skin is still changing.
[Keiko wakes with a start. Her pokémon are hovering at the foot of her bed as they have each night since the nightmares began. She isn't amused and less so knowing she won't be going back to sleep anytime soon. Apparently her hopes were misplaced the other night.
Moments later two texts go out.]
This is becoming a repetitive question but, is anyone awake?
Anyone in Goldenrod awake and hungry? I'd be happy to make some snacks to help pass time.
[Text]
I'm Keiko, it's nice to meet you. I'm staying with a friend. I can meet you outside the Department Store or something. Or somewhere else if you'd prefer.
[Text]
[Text] ➔ Action
[Leaving was the safety of the warehouse was the last thing Keiko really wanted to do tonight, but she wasn't about to assume that everyone knew where exactly Killua's piece of real estate was either. She's more than a little jumpy as she walks the streets of Goldenrod City. Shoulders hunched and every half block or so she checks to see if maybe she's being followed. She tells herself that she's being paranoid but the nightmare was so real that she can't shake the feeling that monster Yusuke wouldn't give up his prey so easily.
The trip took a little longer than it probably would have if it were to happen prior to the nightmares. But when she finally arrived she did her best to will her expression into something less strained. Pausing still a bit away from the boy she took a deep breath and approached with a less hurried gait. She called out when she was close enough to be heard a note of curiosity in her tone as she called:]
Akira?
Action
[Although he looks tired, he's still calm. Now that he thinks about it, nightmares are kind of silly, aren't they? How would Vulpix even manage to climb up Tokyo Tower like that...]
[His head snaps up when he hears his name being called.]
Ah, yes! Are you Keiko-san?
[He smiles easily.]
It's nice to meet you.
Action
[She grins a little happy to find the boy so quickly. She was a little nervous that it was going to take a while or she wouldn't find him at all.]
Shall we? We can talk about what sort of treats to make our pokémon while we walk.
[Her curiosity of the boys ideas showing on her face as she takes a step or two back in the direction she'd just come in order to get started as soon as possible. She'd never tried making treats for her pokémon before and she was intrigued by the idea to do so.]
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What kind of Pokémon do you have? My Vulpix-sans remind me a bit of dogs or foxes from home, so I thought that might be a good place to start.