mav
he | him | his
27 (now 31)
october 21st
lavender town, kanto
heterosexual
freelancer
ex-gym leader
a heart like a lion, burning like fire
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maverick noah ryder
deep sea diving [sw]
POSTED ON Nov 3, 2020 17:13:23 GMT
[attr="class","maverick"] water routes. sw. capture plz. Hours have passed and still, the gym leader had no luck. He breached the surface of the water, gasping for air. Warm gaze flickered to the waters have started to get rough as the wind started to pick up. The man sniffled, a chill has soaked back his skins surface and reached his bones. If he stays out here for too long, the trainer surely will catch a cold. It was time to decide if he wanted to stay a little bit longer or head in. But as he swam at the water surface, his decision was already made. A howl erupted into the sky. And although it was barely audible over the rough waters, Maverick knew it was Azula. What happened? Pinching his bottom lip, he forced air out of his lungs and a whistle erupted from him. The call summoned his sea creature too him. He motioned with a wave of his arm for them to head to the shore, barely vision to his eyes. And within no time, the group arrived at the shore. When he was close enough to the shore, he let go of Sergeon and swam himself to the shore. A deeper chill ran through him as he stumbled to regain his balance once out of the water. Warm gaze flickered to were he left Azula, the canine sat patiently next to his cloth. A brow rose, spotting a lump of something purple on her other side. “What happened?” He asked her, moving towards the thump. Upon examination, his eyes widen as the burnt knocked out creature. A chuckle escaped him, his gaze lifted to Azula as he knelt over the port bat. “Did you set the nougat on fire?” Azula let out a playful whine, adjusting her stature to look more proud of what she did. Well… it could have been worse right? Sighing, the man fumbled through his stuff to find an empty ball. Once found, he tossed the ball to capture the creature. It was still a dragon. Maybe, he could get something for it. While he waited for the confirm capture, he fumbled for his other poke balls and recalled his other creatures one by one. All of them, besides Azula of course. His gaze shifted to his beloved canine as he got dressed in dry cloths, still feeling chilly. “I thought something bad happened when I heard you howl.” The canine remained silent, head titled to the side. “Well… thanks… I guess.” [attr="class","wizzcred"]❤ wizz[newclass=".maverick"]margin-top:25px; [/newclass] [newclass=".maverick b"]font-weight:bold;color:#C51A1A; [/newclass] [newclass=".maverick i"]font-style:italic;color:#C51A1A; [/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred a"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;text-align:center;[/newclass]
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